<?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-27575577</id><updated>2011-04-22T09:03:43.635+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sweet Jam's Sweet World</title><subtitle type='html'>is my world really that sweet?
life's not a bed of roses...

the rose among the thorns</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetjamsweetworld.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27575577/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetjamsweetworld.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>SweetJam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01866123702935002677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><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>59</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27575577.post-6863041177874707048</id><published>2007-01-27T00:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-27T00:21:41.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tired of it</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;why isit all happening to me and only me? why all at one go? was there smth i done in my past life to deserve all this? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;im tired.. these problems come one after another immediately after i return from my trip.. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;WHY?!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;yes, perhaps i've make a mistake. but i really do not noe wat is going on. i do not wan to ASSUME.. im NOT clever enough to noe wat went wrong... &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff99;"&gt;I DO NOT NOE WAT I HAVE DONE TO BE IN THE WRONG.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;am i really that useless? that naive? that &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;STUPID?!&lt;/span&gt; that &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HATEFUL?!&lt;/span&gt; am i that &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;IDOITIC?!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;no. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;i &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;AM&lt;/span&gt; usless. i &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;AM&lt;/span&gt; naive. i &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;AM&lt;/span&gt; stupid. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i AM hateful.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;i AM an idiot!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i cant take it anymore.. i dont think im even thinking straight..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;like my heart, this blog is officially &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;DEAD&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;1 day.&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;it will nvr come the way i hope it would be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27575577-6863041177874707048?l=sweetjamsweetworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetjamsweetworld.blogspot.com/feeds/6863041177874707048/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27575577&amp;postID=6863041177874707048' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27575577/posts/default/6863041177874707048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27575577/posts/default/6863041177874707048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetjamsweetworld.blogspot.com/2007/01/tired-of-it.html' title='tired of it'/><author><name>SweetJam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01866123702935002677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27575577.post-7811949841402719653</id><published>2007-01-22T23:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-22T23:18:57.081+08:00</updated><title type='text'>donno wat to blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i donno wat to blog about today.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;im bored.. i need to look for things to do.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;i need a new life..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;6 days more, and im not feeling any slightest bit of excitement.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;am i a useless and disappointing dotter? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i've lost my sense of direction. suddenly i feel so lost. i wanted to go for courses or classes, keep myself occupied.. but i don dare to ask u.. how? yeah its my fault that i spoilt the relationship again.. now i face the consequences.. and it's torturing..&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27575577-7811949841402719653?l=sweetjamsweetworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetjamsweetworld.blogspot.com/feeds/7811949841402719653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27575577&amp;postID=7811949841402719653' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27575577/posts/default/7811949841402719653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27575577/posts/default/7811949841402719653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetjamsweetworld.blogspot.com/2007/01/donno-wat-to-blog.html' title='donno wat to blog'/><author><name>SweetJam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01866123702935002677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27575577.post-5022377064865587596</id><published>2007-01-21T22:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-21T22:51:42.857+08:00</updated><title type='text'>buzzing mind</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;my mind is buzzing with choices, options, opinions, course details, etc etc.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;so confused.. i shall take things one at a time, while i still can and have the time.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;-i don wanna be lonely no more-&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;7days..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;im starting to regret all this.. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27575577-5022377064865587596?l=sweetjamsweetworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetjamsweetworld.blogspot.com/feeds/5022377064865587596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27575577&amp;postID=5022377064865587596' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27575577/posts/default/5022377064865587596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27575577/posts/default/5022377064865587596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetjamsweetworld.blogspot.com/2007/01/buzzing-mind.html' title='buzzing mind'/><author><name>SweetJam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01866123702935002677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27575577.post-1829138419758672075</id><published>2007-01-19T23:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-19T23:23:40.149+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lost</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i really am very lost le.. i donno wat to do already.. im feeling so helpless.. everything i do is wrong.. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;isit my fault? or am i jux thinking too much? i guess its the former.. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i've been doing a lot of thinking recently.. think until my head so pain.. had nonstop headache every nite.. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i wanna wake up from this nitemare.. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;have i chosen music as a wrong path? im starting to reconsider my options.. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i need guidance.. i need help.. i need your love..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27575577-1829138419758672075?l=sweetjamsweetworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetjamsweetworld.blogspot.com/feeds/1829138419758672075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27575577&amp;postID=1829138419758672075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27575577/posts/default/1829138419758672075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27575577/posts/default/1829138419758672075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetjamsweetworld.blogspot.com/2007/01/lost.html' title='lost'/><author><name>SweetJam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01866123702935002677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27575577.post-3607258942557092826</id><published>2007-01-17T23:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-17T23:33:08.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i was in the wrong</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;yes i was in the wrong.. i should not have listened to them n juz do wat i tot was right.. i didnt think of the concequences nor the feelings of the ppl around me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i was egoistic, self-centred, selfish.. im terrible, i don deserve to be in the world anymore.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i don deserve ur love anymore.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;is that wat u're waiting for me to say? if yes, then good bye..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;good bye to the world.. good bye everyone.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;11 days&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27575577-3607258942557092826?l=sweetjamsweetworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetjamsweetworld.blogspot.com/feeds/3607258942557092826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27575577&amp;postID=3607258942557092826' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27575577/posts/default/3607258942557092826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27575577/posts/default/3607258942557092826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetjamsweetworld.blogspot.com/2007/01/i-was-in-wrong.html' title='i was in the wrong'/><author><name>SweetJam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01866123702935002677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27575577.post-6262368686619850899</id><published>2007-01-12T20:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-12T21:02:46.488+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cca bazzar</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;went back to prss today.. they had cca bazzar.. mr png didnt come so we were on our own.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;the classes came in one by one n they were allowed to try the instruments that they liked.. after the 3rd class came in, we started playing songs as a band, for them.. the good thing is, we were all seperated into sections and we played without even needing to look at each other to cue together!! lolx.. it was fun.. really fun.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;after that went with the guys for dinner (thou i wasnt supposed to have dinner out).. lolx.. n left early with shaun.. wha he super depressed.. haix.. &lt;em&gt;'its jux the beginning.. give it some time k? :)'&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;--------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Never Had  Dream Come True&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Oooo... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Everybody's got something they had to leave behind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;One regret from yesterday that just seems to grow with time&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;There's no use looking back or wondering &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;How it could be now or might have been &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;All this I know but still I can't find ways to let you go&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;chorus&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I never had a dream come true &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Till the day that I found you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Even though I pretend that I've moved on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;You'll always be my baby &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I never found the words to say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;You're the one I think about each day &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;And I know no matter where love takes me to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;A part of me will always be with you&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Somewhere in my memory I've lost all sense of time &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;And tomorrow can never be &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;'Cause yesterday is all that fills my mind&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;There's no use looking back or wondering &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;How it should be now or might have been &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;All this I know but still I can't find ways to let you go &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Chorus &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;You'll always be the dream that fills my head &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Yes you will, say you will, you know you will, oh baby &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;You'll always be the one I know, I'll never forget &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;There's no use looking back or wondering &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Because love is a strange and funny thing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;No matter how I try and try &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;I just can't say goodbye &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;No no no no &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Chorus &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;A part of me will always be with you..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;my heart shatters everytime i think about you and the times we had.. all i want for my birthday is really, YOU&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27575577-6262368686619850899?l=sweetjamsweetworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetjamsweetworld.blogspot.com/feeds/6262368686619850899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27575577&amp;postID=6262368686619850899' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27575577/posts/default/6262368686619850899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27575577/posts/default/6262368686619850899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetjamsweetworld.blogspot.com/2007/01/cca-bazzar.html' title='cca bazzar'/><author><name>SweetJam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01866123702935002677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27575577.post-1547990348356774635</id><published>2007-01-11T22:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-17T23:50:10.008+08:00</updated><title type='text'>shafi came!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i think i finally cleared my doubts about someone, but im not entirely sure... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;went to prss today.. &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;SHAFI CAME&lt;/span&gt;! haha.. long time no see mann! lolx.. the members did drill, with instruments.. i finally got to see how terrible percussion is when marching with instruments... lolx.. ok la.. not so bad for first timers.. but still need a bit of practice lor.. its no easy job, marching and playing a the same time.. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;toml got cca bazzar.. donno wat the ro has come up with.. so.. see how lor.. din feel like going toml but wei qian needs my band t so no choice lor.. got to drop by.. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;its been raining the whole day.. n its so.. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;WET&lt;/span&gt;!! lolx.. i hate wet-ty wet-ty weather.. haix.. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;oh i need to buy new slippers.. &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;shit&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;17 days to go!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27575577-1547990348356774635?l=sweetjamsweetworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetjamsweetworld.blogspot.com/feeds/1547990348356774635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27575577&amp;postID=1547990348356774635' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27575577/posts/default/1547990348356774635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27575577/posts/default/1547990348356774635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetjamsweetworld.blogspot.com/2007/01/i-think-i-finally-cleared-my-doubts.html' title='shafi came!'/><author><name>SweetJam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01866123702935002677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27575577.post-5757861715306549301</id><published>2007-01-10T18:28:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-10T19:16:52.812+08:00</updated><title type='text'>found the book</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;woke up quite late today.. but did stuff too.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;went to have lunch n headed for bedok.. went to the cash converters store to see if they had any second hand flute.. the last time i saw, there was a flute selling at $700+ thats almost as good as brand new.. but forgot the brand.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;then went to the bedok library.. n&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; i FINALLY FOUND THE BOOK I ALWAYS WANTED TO READ!!!&lt;/span&gt; lolx.. &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;the undomestic goddess&lt;/span&gt; :D haha.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;headed back to tampines to run errands for my mom.. go check out prices of some things as popular bookstore at tampines mall.. then went to tampines mart to do the same thing.. then finally headed home, plopped myself in front of the com n chatted and blog.. hehe.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;bro's birthday on 13th this saturday..&lt;/span&gt; n he wants to celebrate with his frens.. ok lor.. win le.. haix.. donno wat to get him for his bdae too.. &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;think think think!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;only left 80+ days to syf le..&lt;/span&gt; all the bands have stepped up their training intensities.. but not everyone is liking wat they're going through... read lotsa members' blogs from all 3 bands that i noe.. majority expressed that they are not ready for syf n stuff.. they are worried.. ok yes, u ought to be worried..&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; but getting all worried n doing nth abt it is as good as not taking part in the competition in the first place..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;stop sulking, find out wats wrong, and get down to it.. u don have all the time in the world..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;if u want the gold, go get it.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;toml prss have practice.. probably going down ba.. should be la.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;18 days to go!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27575577-5757861715306549301?l=sweetjamsweetworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetjamsweetworld.blogspot.com/feeds/5757861715306549301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27575577&amp;postID=5757861715306549301' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27575577/posts/default/5757861715306549301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27575577/posts/default/5757861715306549301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetjamsweetworld.blogspot.com/2007/01/found-book_10.html' title='found the book'/><author><name>SweetJam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01866123702935002677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27575577.post-5261820951679863418</id><published>2007-01-09T23:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-09T23:41:40.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'>am i happy?</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;someone asked if i am upset, or juz bored.. he said 'u don seem happy' and that 'u seem lost'.. well am i? i donno. i think so. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;maybe im stressed over my upcoming grade 8 exam, which at this point of time, is a sure fail.. maybe im lost as to whether to learn the flute.. or maybe im juz plain upset that i still cant forget him.. i donno wat i am thinking at times, n when that someone asked me that qsn it really got me thinking wat i really want at this point of time.. not that i don wanna work anymore or wat, but perhaps i need to start something or improve certain things that i do currently, be it the way i teach or the way i talk or even the way i think.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i donno la.. maybe im jux lost... ah ya.. don even noe how i feel now.. or wat im thinking.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;still looking for the second hand instrument.. hmmm... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;19 days to go...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27575577-5261820951679863418?l=sweetjamsweetworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetjamsweetworld.blogspot.com/feeds/5261820951679863418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27575577&amp;postID=5261820951679863418' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27575577/posts/default/5261820951679863418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27575577/posts/default/5261820951679863418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetjamsweetworld.blogspot.com/2007/01/am-i-happy.html' title='am i happy?'/><author><name>SweetJam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01866123702935002677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27575577.post-7256588037369585821</id><published>2007-01-08T15:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-17T23:50:36.331+08:00</updated><title type='text'>flute, work</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;anyone noe where got sell second-hand instruments ma?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i still cant find a second-hand flute.. it proves harder than i thought it would be.. haix.. nvm.. settle my grade 8 first.. &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;I FINALLY NOE HOW TO PLAY THE MALLET PIECE!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;YAY!!!&lt;/span&gt; :D but the timpani pieces are another big headache.. haix.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;went to the pasar malam near my house a few nites ago.. i think i fell in love with the waffle hotdog n the forgot-wats-its-name balls.. the jap stall la.. lolx.. but so ex la.. haix.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;have to go changkat toml afternoon.. hmmm... :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;20 days to go!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;im still holding on to that little glimmer of hope.. i tot i forgot abt everything, but i realised i had not.. this time, it hurt even more.. i really cant do without u...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27575577-7256588037369585821?l=sweetjamsweetworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetjamsweetworld.blogspot.com/feeds/7256588037369585821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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di</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;ah yo.. im bored again.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;starting work probably earliest, next week.. n its teaching theory.. coming to that, i juz realised i havent finished planning the lessons.. -.- shit la.. bleah.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;my mom suddenly wanted to learn how to play the tao di.. i cant remember wats the english name for it.. start with 'C' de.. anyway its a shell-like instrument n u blow into it.. play different notes by covering different combination of holes.. then mom tried to learn thru a handbook.. but she keep complaining that the pictured fingerings are different from the fingering chart that comes with the instrument.. then she lost le.. then she say since i noe more music than her, she asked me to learn n then teach her -.- win liao lor.. anyway i don really like to play the tao di coz its sooo mini.. then cant even see whether u're covering the holes properly or not lor.. haha... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;22 days to go!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Happy Birthday Jason!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27575577-2677495659279548355?l=sweetjamsweetworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27575577.post-116792031584090455</id><published>2007-01-04T22:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-04T22:18:35.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wanting bdae</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY WAN TING DAJIE!!!! :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;struggling for my grade 8 pieces now.. :( so difficult.. got running notes... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;havent even tried the timpani yet.. omg.. die liao.. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dad sort of getting me a second hand flute... bleah.. donno la..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27575577-116792031584090455?l=sweetjamsweetworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetjamsweetworld.blogspot.com/feeds/116792031584090455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27575577&amp;postID=116792031584090455' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27575577/posts/default/116792031584090455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;yesterday i spent the day with a group of old frens.. met baoshan at 4 (supposed to be 3.30) and took the train to city hall.. there was a hell lot of ppl... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;then met garret at suntec n we went to look for wei quan at his working place together.. he was working at gain city as a promoter.. we went to kachow him.. lolx.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;then kok peng came.. he said he saw mr ow at gain city.. we were at burger king then, snacking. so we finished up, n headed back to gain city.. and yes, we saw mr ow.. in his trademark t-shirt n shorts.. lolx.. then he saw us.. actually he saw me first.. then tot i was familiar.. then saw the rest.. lolx.. n he told wei quan 'wei quan! ur hair ar!' lolx!!! in front of so many ppl somemore lor.. haha!! we saw his whole family- wife, son and daughter.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;after wei quan was released from work, went to raffles city food junction for dinner.. then garret said his parents wanted to see him urgently.. so he left.. actually he was to pick up the cake at a nearby bakery.. then he came in the food court with the cake lighted with candles.. everyone practically STARED at him.. lolx.. then we sang birthday song for baoshan.. then we added another candle, n sung birthday song for kok peng.. lolx.. 2 in 1 celebration.. haha.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;shopped for food at tampines pasar malam n headed home..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;after midnite.. &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;phone hanged quite a few times.. i got so fed up i waited till 1am before i sent my mass sms..&lt;/span&gt; lolx.. ended up receiving sms till 4am.. all thanx to victor.. lolx!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i hope this year would be a good one.. not like 2006 where i had a bad start, n a bad end.. now 2007 le.. its a bit too early to tell wat kinda start i have.. but up to this point of time, its a boring start.. lolx.. don think i can go nanchiau on 3 jan.. want to but cant.. haix.. but me performing in school for sec 1 orientation.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;once again, happy new year everyone... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;remember, if u ever need help, there is always someone around to help u out...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27575577-116765003991505341?l=sweetjamsweetworld.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27575577.post-116747619175069274</id><published>2006-12-30T18:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-30T19:03:22.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bored</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;im so bored at home! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;got new phone yesterday.. its a siemens SL75.. slide phone, black colour... changed phone bcoz i changed plan.. lol &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;didnt go nanchiau yesterday too.. so i had to look for smth to occupy myself.. currently have an overdued book to sure my boredem.. bt it comes with a price.. literally.. lol.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;donno whether im gonna perform for 3 jan orientation or not.. got so many things clashing on that day.. perc said i can play the snare part for kids klassics.. lol.. that part fun, but brings back memories.. LOTS of memories.. haix.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;heard u're happy. im glad if u really are. stay strong. coz now u've only got urself to rely on.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27575577-116747619175069274?l=sweetjamsweetworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetjamsweetworld.blogspot.com/feeds/116747619175069274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27575577&amp;postID=116747619175069274' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27575577/posts/default/116747619175069274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27575577/posts/default/116747619175069274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetjamsweetworld.blogspot.com/2006/12/bored.html' title='bored'/><author><name>SweetJam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01866123702935002677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27575577.post-116712255684721193</id><published>2006-12-26T16:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-26T16:42:36.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mega blogging part 4</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;finally got an answer from him. thank u. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;continue with the blogging: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;saturday, 16th dec&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;bleah.. so tired.. this morning went to visit some villages again. nothing very interestin gla.. :P there, i called a member of nc. yes, with my own phone. asked if everything was ok. the member said everything was ok, n it shouldn't be a problem for the concert. the call lasted 1 min 45 sec. then i called sir. he told me &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;'a lot of things happened'&lt;/span&gt;. didn't sound too good. so i donno wat to expect when i returen to spore. anyway, told the band member to wish perc n the band good luck. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;later after lunch, we visited an umbrella factory. we saw how umbrellas were made n designed. paper umbrellas, btw. haha.. thereafter we went to a silk shop.&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; there was an ah gua there who tried to get the attention of my bro.. &lt;/span&gt;haha.. it was so funny. did i mention that me bro is the only 'young man' in the tour group? the next youngest man should be 40+ haha... after that, we went to somewhere called lampang, which is in between chiang mai n chiang rai. enroute, we visited an old temple. i &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;prayed for good luck for nan chiau's n prss's performance today n toml. :)&lt;/span&gt; after checking into a hotel, which is the worst of all hotels i've ever stayed in, we went shopping. bought a few t-shirts n rode on a horse carraige!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;missing u every single day..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;sunday, 17th dec&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i'm falling sick! :( &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;travelled the whole day today. stopped en route to buy porcelin products at wholesale price. i bought a simple, but nice wind chime at $0.50, although i still hope to see the windchime i saw that i liked a lot at chiang rai. the last time i saw it, it was priced at abt $6. a bit too expensive. so didnt buy it. staying in a place called Whale Hotel. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;nothing much to talk abt today. called sir n that nc band member again a few min before writing this. heard a few bad news.. haix... suan le.. i took panadol, wan go slp le.. irritating nose.. good nite.. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i waited so long for that moment. hope u are well :)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;monday, 18th dec&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;now is 3pm msia - spore time. i'm writing near the Death Railway of thailand. i haveing sore throat n heartache.. haha.. juz now visited the floating market.. so fun! :D i finally bought smth for the 2 bands' percussion sections. smth to eat, to be exact. gonna spend the nite on the coach - we're travelling overnite to hatyai. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;tuesday, 19th dec&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;spent the morning travelling again. reached the Lee Gardens Hotel again. spent the morning sleeping also.. haha.. in the afternoon, we went sindow shopping, bt ended up buying some clothes. mom chose a blouse for me n insisted that it suited me a lot. so we bought it -.-''' haha... in that afternoon we also went to swensons. the other 3 family members of mine had spent till they had not money left. hence, &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;they called me the 'boss'&lt;/span&gt; -.-''' so when we dined at swensons for ice cream, guess who paid? yeah me. when mom insisted on the blouse, guess who paid for it? me again lor.. haha.. going home toml! :D hope to catch changkat's concert on 21st! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;can't wait :)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;wednesday, 20th dec&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;finally back at grandma's house! :D going back to spore toml! yay! haha.. me hor.. brought more pimples back than i went with, n skin is very dry coz almost 24 hrs in aircon, nose got a bit tuo pi.. so ugly! :( &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;later someone don wan me liao how?&lt;/span&gt; originally so ugly le.. now more ugly then how? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;haha.. anyway, glad to be nearer to homeland le :) gonna go changkat's epiphany toml. should be la.. :) ok.. gonna slp le.. running nose le.. haix.. good nite peeps! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;get well soon! love ya lots!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;thursday, 21st dec&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;reach home le!! morning left msia, saw the flooded states along the highway.. &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;saw some houses submerged in water :S &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;had some problems at the immigration.. stuck there for abt 2 - 3 hrs.. called him to pass time.. actually talked for 5 min only la.. haha.. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;was almost late for changkat's concert.. bt still made it :) saw lotsa familiar faces, n many were surprised to see me..&lt;/span&gt; haha.. the concert was good, considering that changkat is a small band.. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;in the 1st half, i sat with prss ppl. 2nd half sat with nanchiau ppl. -.-'' haha.. then went off with nanchiau peeps n &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;went to see joe n his poor toe with carie pulling poh yih n i there.. haha.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;toml have prss practice.. hmm go out with them toml? donno.. see whether will rain or not.. lol.. haha.. nitex.. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i am so glad, so glad, so glad to see u.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27575577-116712255684721193?l=sweetjamsweetworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetjamsweetworld.blogspot.com/feeds/116712255684721193/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27575577&amp;postID=116712255684721193' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27575577/posts/default/116712255684721193'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27575577/posts/default/116712255684721193'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetjamsweetworld.blogspot.com/2006/12/mega-blogging-part-4.html' title='mega blogging part 4'/><author><name>SweetJam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01866123702935002677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27575577.post-116704399161335957</id><published>2006-12-25T17:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-25T18:53:11.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mega blogging part3</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;things are still not going well.. spent the day alone, walking around different places.. maybe going fren's house after dinner.. don feel like it.. coz he's there, n i don think he will be happy.. donno la.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i prayed for him. i hope he is well. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;made some cookies for him at bx's house yesterday. gave him yesterday nite thou he not at home. hope he liked it..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;though no mood, some ppl still wanna noe wat happened in thailand.. so i shall continue as much as i can.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;wednesday, 13th dec&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;toml the PAE results would be out. good luck (from thailand) to all those who applied ;) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i forgot when is/was changkat's epiphany. 21st isit? :S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;3 days to nan chiau's con fuoco.&lt;/span&gt; i didn't have good instincts today. kept feeling smth is wrong. isit telephaty? i hope not. coz NC cant afford to drop in standard at this point of time. from the bottom of my heart, jia you k?:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;4 days to prss's public performance&lt;/span&gt; @ jurong bird park. i'm not as worried for prss as i am for NC. i juz not sure wat would happen to the drummers :S anyway, good luck to u guys k? :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;spent the morning at a safari on the outskirts of bangkok. the animal shows were intertaining n some, really funny. there were shows that had action moves n used explosives. it looked really impressive! it looked so real n convincing. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;now on the bus, abt 10pm thailand time. gonna spend the nite in the bus, n arrive @ chiang rai early in the morning.. gonna collapse le.. good nite..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;on the bus ride, the older folks (only 4 of us are teen age n below) did karaok. majority of the songs they sung were abt love. everytime i hear them, i start thinking of u. everything i do, see or hear, reminds me of u.. my heart aches everytime i think of u being miles away from me...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;btw, happy birthday shaun.. :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;thursday, 14th dec&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;PAE results out le hor? how was it? how was it? haha.. congrats to those who got in! :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;visited the golden triangle today. i shall not elaborate as it involves complicated geographical details that i, myself, find it confusing sometimes. visited the shores of laos too. today's schedule was pretty relaxed. now only abt 9.30 - 10pm thailand time. morning call is at 5am toml so i'll have plenty of rest. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;missing u like crazy. my heart was, is n will always be with u. stay strong. u're the leader of everything now.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7 days to go... hang in there! :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;friday, 15th dec&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;happy birthday bi xuan! :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;wha.. so tired. this morning went to some kinda village. we visited 3 villages, of which, 2 were miority tribes. in one of the villages, we visited their school. it was soooo small. it was only a building, with the size of half of a classroom in s'pore shools. there were abt 10 students there. the tour guide told us we could give some food to the children or donate some money by giving it to the teacher there. afternoon was spent travelling to chiang mai, enroute stopping to visit 2 factories - one silver factory n leather factory. the silver factory, as of many other gals, made my eyes shine... haha! i saw a ring that i liked, but didn't buy it. wait for my bf to buy... haha... maybe wait long long too! lol.. ok back to my day: at the leather factory, after some intro abt different types of animal skin products, we were allowed to shop for its products... with a 50% discount on ALL ITEMS!!! so my bro n i grabbed the chance. we tailed mom, trying to see wat handbag she likes (hers spoiled earlier during the trip). after that, we told Dad that we found a handbag that she liked n suggested that he buy it for her. bt wat i told mm was that i will buy e bag for her n give it to her on Christmas Day... actually, Christmas Day is my parent's wedding anniversary. haha... 18th anniversary, to be exact. i'm not worried if my mom finds our arrangement of me buying stuff for my parents to be fishy, coz even if they do, thy would understand how much my bro n i want them to enjoy themselves together as husband n wife. afterall, my bro n i are no longer children, n we do not need constant care like a 6 or 7 yr old does. ;) anyway, up to this point of time, she seemed to be convinced that i am working n therefore can afford to buy smth for my parents is not so true... haha... i don't earn THAT much okay... haha... moving along, we had dinner at a place where there are performances to entertain us. i got a good seat, right in front of the musicians. i realised some of the instrumenys are similar to those if that i've learnt abt in music o'levels. eg, the gong, drum n mellaphones looked like those of an indonesian gamelan, while an er-hu-like instrument looked like the indian gonjie... now i'm in e hotel called BP Chiang Mai City Hotel. BP is a group of hotels name la... less than a week before i get back. can't wait! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;nan chiau's concert toml nite.. if i visit a temple toml, i'll pray for u guys :) good luck k? make full use of this chance u have. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;want sleep liao... so tired.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ilu &lt;3&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27575577-116704399161335957?l=sweetjamsweetworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetjamsweetworld.blogspot.com/feeds/116704399161335957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27575577&amp;postID=116704399161335957' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27575577/posts/default/116704399161335957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27575577/posts/default/116704399161335957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetjamsweetworld.blogspot.com/2006/12/mega-blogging-part3.html' title='mega blogging part3'/><author><name>SweetJam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01866123702935002677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27575577.post-116685191222770185</id><published>2006-12-23T13:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-25T17:07:30.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mega bloggin part 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;Monday, 11th dec&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had breakfast in the morning at e hotel n left. We visited the golden buddah. After that we crossed a wide river which brought us to an 'ex-capital' of Thailand, which is on 'the other side of the river'. Okok… in the olden days, thailand's capital was changed a few times bcoz of various reasons. The 'other side of the river' was an 'ex-capital' of Thailand, before Bangkok became the present one.after lotsa climbing n some phototaking, we crossed back to the other side of the river n visited the grand palace. That was the present king's last place of residence. The king is 79 this yr btw. Only a small portion of the palace was opened to public, though. The whole compound was humongous! Finally, we left for pattaya. Before checking into the hotel, we stopped by a place called mini siam. N that place was SO CUTE!!! It had mini-versions of important n well-known landmarks of other country's n that includes spore's merlion! Another part of the garden had significant landmarks of Thailand itself. One of them was e international airport, n &lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;one of the mini planes on display could move on a mini runway&lt;/span&gt;! SO CUTE lor! We finally left n checked into a hotel called pattaya central hotel. It is so posh lor! Ok la.. cant be compared to spore's standards, but its definitely the posh-est of all e hotels we stayed (in Thailand) so far… gonna stay here for 2 nites! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;Missing u always&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Tuesday, 12th dec&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have mixed feelings abt pattaya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;Good feeling:&lt;/span&gt; this morning was sooo fun! Woke up tired n blurry… then took a speed boat to a floating platform in e middle of e sea. It was a sea sports company where a speed boat pulls someone attached to a parachute into the air. I didn’t give it a go, bt my bro did. It was so ex lor… abt $20 per person, n e ride lasted abt 30s only… -.-''' after that, we took e speed boat to another island much further out to e sea. We were left to explore e beach on our own, which was packed with ppl. I bought some promised souveniors for some ppl (including my self :D ). After 2 hrs, we took the speed boat back to the main island n back to the hotel (the hotel is within walking distance form the beach). The boat ride was sooo fun that I tot it cured me of my sea-sickness. I sat to e front of the boat, which meant that when the boat 'flies', it lands hard on the water surface. N bcoz of that, we had a bumpy but extremely fun ride. I think I hurt my spine thou… =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Bad feeling:&lt;/span&gt; learnt that pattaya is famous for ah guas.. pure ah guas… guys that look n behave like a femail. Check their Ics n they are makes. Perhaps bcoz of that, AIDS % rates are high. It is damn common to see these transsexuals along the streets. I saw several of them myself. Gives me e goosebumps.. so unlike e norm. another bad feeling abt pattaya is that it seem to be a sex city.. many ang mohs visit the place n after that, e men can be seen on e way home with thai gals, of majority, are prostitutes. Donno how many one nite stands can happen in a nite. It gives me e feeling of a 'dirty city'. Not my cup of tea. &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Btw: I’ve nvr felt so defeated by the beauty of ah guas before :S haha… &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ok i will stop till here again.. continue e week another day..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;yesterday was a terrible day.. bt thank u bixuan for keeping me company.. :) its a bit too much for me to take, considering it's only been the 2nd day im back. too many things have happened. so much, too fast. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i promised not to cry so i didnt for the whole of yesterday. bt im numb with hurt n needed to talk to someone. i dono wat u're thinking n u don wanna let me noe too. i donno wat to do, wat to say, or wat im feeling. u need a break, i'll give u a break. i'll wait, juz like u asked me to. i juz hope u noe how much i really love u.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27575577-116685191222770185?l=sweetjamsweetworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetjamsweetworld.blogspot.com/feeds/116685191222770185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27575577&amp;postID=116685191222770185' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27575577/posts/default/116685191222770185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27575577/posts/default/116685191222770185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetjamsweetworld.blogspot.com/2006/12/mega-bloggin-part-2.html' title='mega bloggin part 2'/><author><name>SweetJam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01866123702935002677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27575577.post-116679565111097864</id><published>2006-12-22T20:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-22T21:58:41.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mega blogging</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i am finally back! YAY! haha.. over the 2 weeks i was away, i wrote smth to blog.. so now.. gonna put 2 weeks of post here.. most of the accounts were written when in half sleepy state, at the end of the day.. haha.. so some of them looks incomplete or doesnt make sense.. haha.. hey, at least i WROTE ok.. hahaha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saturday 9 dec&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;wok up at 5.30am. walked down-slope to the bottom of my aunt's new flat to catch the bus that would take us up-North of m'sia n thru e Thai border. journey frm grandma's house to e immigration centre alone took 10hrs!!! 1 hr after driving into thailand, we reached Hatyai. slept thruout most of the morning part of e journey. northern part of m'sia was very... ulu. for long stretches on the highway, there were few cars driving past. large paddy fields lined e roads. i saw some scarecrows on e paddy fields, n they were really scary; they were slightly larger than the birds, n are made with white cloth - they looked more like ghosts instead of humans!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;at the thai immigration, it was semi-chaos. the security seemed very laxed. no policeman patrolling around. even if there were, thery were doing their own stuff - talking among themselves or over e phone. e checkpoint was extra, extra small. there is only one gate for vehicles to move in n out. there were also only 2 lanes available for vehicles to pass. there were no barricades, armoury nor blockages seen around. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;the drive into thailand proved one obvious point to me abt thais - they love their king a lot. the tour guide, aka my cousin, told us that thais would not accept money that has scribbles on the king's face. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;we checked into Lee Gardens Hotel at abt 4+ (thailand time). did i mention that&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt; thailand time is 1hr slower than s'pore's&lt;/span&gt;/m'sia's? i shared a room with mom. room number is 508 to be exact. haha.. dinner was ok.. couldn't find much difference in it as compared to spore/msia. went for walk-walk after that then came back to write this account.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;realised i had been thinking of him the whole day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;gotta leave at 3am (thailand time) toml. now abt 10pm already. wanna catch some sleep... mentally tired from all the translation n syncronisation of cantonese to chinese or thai to cantonese to chinese, n then maybe to english. bleah.. so confused. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;good nite! muackz!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sunday, 10 dec&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;woke up at 3am! so sleepy... got to the bus n tried to go back to sleep. woke up at 6am somewhere to eat breakfast. travelled thruout the day. thats wat i call, or rather wat victor said 'zuo dao pi gu tong!' haha... btw.. &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;victor, e cards that u gave me came in handy. thank u :)&lt;/span&gt; at nite, we stayed in a hotel called white orchid hotel somewhere in bangkok.&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; today's trip reminded me of how much i hate travelling, n how much i loved n miss him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;okok.. i stop here for today.. continue another day.. :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27575577-116679565111097864?l=sweetjamsweetworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetjamsweetworld.blogspot.com/feeds/116679565111097864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27575577&amp;postID=116679565111097864' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27575577/posts/default/116679565111097864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27575577/posts/default/116679565111097864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetjamsweetworld.blogspot.com/2006/12/mega-blogging.html' title='mega blogging'/><author><name>SweetJam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01866123702935002677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27575577.post-116558611751288578</id><published>2006-12-08T21:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-08T21:55:18.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'>unreluctant-cy</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;AH YO.. how did i end up here in m'sia? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;yes, me now in m'sia and i don wanna be here in the first place.. haix.. suan le.. wat has happened has happened...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;yesterday i went to nan chiau to give last-min lesson.. so.. i went lor.. then in the afternoon went to prss to kaypo a bit.. bt was so tired i tot i almost fell asleep thru their combined session.. after band kena kidnapped by sir n doreen to go play pool and go to sws :x hai yo.. first time experience was.. not very nice.. bt it was an eye-opener for me though.. got home earlier than i usually did as compared to the past few days..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;million thanks to poh yih n joe for the clay aiken cd :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;going to thailand toml by catching a 6am bus.. so gotta wake up at 5+.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;wil be back around 22nd ba.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;nan chiau: good luck for ur concert! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;prss: good luck for ur public performance! dont scare the birds away! haha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;changkat: good luck for epiphany!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;thanks a million for everything; ur thoughtfulness, ur love, ur humor, ur music, ur comforting words, ur warm hug, ur sincerity, ur everything... i love u... come back le first thing i call u k?&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27575577-116558611751288578?l=sweetjamsweetworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetjamsweetworld.blogspot.com/feeds/116558611751288578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27575577&amp;postID=116558611751288578' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27575577/posts/default/116558611751288578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27575577/posts/default/116558611751288578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetjamsweetworld.blogspot.com/2006/12/unreluctant-cy.html' title='unreluctant-cy'/><author><name>SweetJam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01866123702935002677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27575577.post-116533111174045065</id><published>2006-12-05T22:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-05T23:05:15.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'>boring</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;bleah.. today quiet a boring day.. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;UNTIL..&lt;/span&gt; sir called me last min at 3 n ask why i nvr go down fengshan help.. i was like 'u got ask me come down meh?'. he say have, for the past few days when he told me some things he was unhappy with. then i said 'huh.. i tot u say ur unhappy things only, nvr say i need to go down ma...'. then he say he did, n need my help.. so i say.. 'ok la ok la.. u win.. i go now' then he said ok, then hung up.. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;so much for being a tutor.. of little kids.. it can kill u noe.. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;counting '1, 2, 3, 4' non-stop for 2 hrs..&lt;/span&gt; haha.. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i think i wan sleep earlier today.. got nan chiau sectional in the afternoon.. &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;i made smth for the percussion section..&lt;/span&gt; so must remember to bring it toml.. hehe.. its my last day there before i go overseas n before they have their concert.. hope can settle most problems toml.. :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i'll miss u more than i miss anyone else in my lifetime :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27575577-116533111174045065?l=sweetjamsweetworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetjamsweetworld.blogspot.com/feeds/116533111174045065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27575577&amp;postID=116533111174045065' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27575577/posts/default/116533111174045065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27575577/posts/default/116533111174045065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetjamsweetworld.blogspot.com/2006/12/boring.html' title='boring'/><author><name>SweetJam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01866123702935002677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27575577.post-116523585115640846</id><published>2006-12-04T20:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-04T20:37:31.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'>clay aiken cd</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;stayed home the whole day.. slacked mostly.. have been out 3 days in the row so decided its time to be a little couch potato.. haha.. n i felt slightly feverish yesterday nite.. bt luckily today im ok.. haha.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;toml is another slacking day.. &lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;anyone wanna go out with me?&lt;/span&gt; haha..  i juz realised i need to save up if i really wan that &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;clay aiken cd..&lt;/span&gt; its $18+ the last time i checked at hmv (city hall).. so... yeah.. gotta save up.. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;im leaving this fri...&lt;/span&gt; so i need to find time to pack.. bt them im so reluctant to leave.. haix.. &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;i really don wan go...&lt;/span&gt; or rather.. don want go so long.. i'm supposed to be back by 22 lytt.. hai yo.. gonna be pretty outdated on band issues n stuff.. missing all 3 performances by all the 3 bands.. sobz..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27575577-116523585115640846?l=sweetjamsweetworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetjamsweetworld.blogspot.com/feeds/116523585115640846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27575577&amp;postID=116523585115640846' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27575577/posts/default/116523585115640846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27575577/posts/default/116523585115640846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetjamsweetworld.blogspot.com/2006/12/clay-aiken-cd.html' title='clay aiken cd'/><author><name>SweetJam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01866123702935002677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27575577.post-116515004422657015</id><published>2006-12-03T19:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-04T20:45:52.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'>3-day post</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;havent been blogging for a few days.. always come home too late to do anything else. haha.. lets do a recap of the past few days.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;friday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i broke up some time after midnite (thurs). no screaming, no crying, no feelings. ok la.. a bit hurt la. bt tats abt it all lor.. disappointed thruout the nite..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;had prss practice in the morning and nchs in the afternoon. prss tried the set piece.. it was.. weird lor.. bt Sunrise was nice :) have big, wide, timpani sound (f) in the beginning.. wha.. shiok.. haha.. afternoon, nchs also tried the piece before going for sectional.. after running thru halfway, sir told samantha that the 'F' was good.. he was refering to the low F. then &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;he said the person who did that was doing a good job.&lt;/span&gt; puzzled, i asked sam if someone had came earlier to tune the timpani (i assumed sir was talking abt the intonation). she said no. then jason, who was standin nearby, heard my qsn n said 'u ma.. that time u tuned the timpani ma..'. then i blur liao.. donno whether he abt me teaching her, have done a good job, or i have done a good job abt the tuning.. &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;in fact, i didnt even noe if he was refering to me..&lt;/span&gt; haha.. during sectional.. the 3 male juniors practiced playing mallet scales by rolling coz they said they have no parts for Sunrise. i showed them a few techiniques n told them to work on it. surprisingly.. kelmond was good at it. show one time n he could do it pretty well le.. jason had a serious lack of stamina.. shaun was plain blur.. then we had combined.. sir ran thru 7th nite of july.. i decided to sit in front so that i could have a clear view of how sam played - i had to make sure she used the techiniques that i taught her ma.. bt &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;to my greatest horror&lt;/span&gt;.. i actually saw the whole percussion section runnin around, struggling with their parts.. -.- .. wha lao.. 6 practices to concert n the parts are not sorted out, not allocated, and messy. everyone came in at wrong times.. i tot to myself 'if concert was toml, they might as well not play that piece'. i guess poh yih n joe felt the same too. coz when i had them to see me after the practice.. their face was.. black, black, black... yeah.. so.. i decided to not be so mean to use all those straight-forward words.. haha.. nt really, after that practice,&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt; my whole day was pretty much spoilt.. i hadnt felt to stressed before..&lt;/span&gt; not even my own syf.. i knew it was a race against time.. i had to make sure the perc section was ready for the concert, in the 2 practices i had left with them. and that was only one piece, not the whole repretoire.. so that nite.. i decided to tell sir i needed to noe where i stand in nchs - am i a tutor, a fren, or juz a guest? well the truth is, i am a tutor. so i had a job to do.. &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;i came up with a plan to get the whole section moving.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;went pool-ing with yiheng, sir and doreen.. really had no mood to play..&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt; didnt remember anytime where i played sooo badly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;..&lt;/span&gt; not even when i first started it.. thanks to yiheng, did we win them (we played teams) 3-2.. bad day la.. bad day.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;saturday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;ccsh practice in the morning.. some unpleasant things happened there.. i shall not elaborate further.. juz wanna forget everything.. which, fortunately, i did, by the time i got to nchs's prac in the afternoon. though i was feeling pretty lost, i managed to pull myself together to get my job done. i was determined to changed the sound of the section within the 2hr+ timeframe i had. &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;thanks to the 7 ppl there&lt;/span&gt;.. i didnt feel as grouchy as i did by the time we finished practice.. i remember me kept being confused by poh yih n joe.. that particular day, &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;i kept calling poh yih n joe, joe yih and poh..&lt;/span&gt; then like everyone cant stop laughing lor.. at the combined session.. the sound, i must say, have improved.. a lot, as compared to the day before.. brass was more balanced, and all the notes played were clear, and less mispitching. ww had less-messy running notes. and the clarinets were loud enough too. perc was, definately, less messier and shaun had finally garnered up enough courage to roll the cymbal up to fff level.. haha.. yeah he always cresc-ed pretty little.. so im pretty proud of that too! hahas.. the whole piece had a lot more.. feel. a lot more.. emotions put in.. in all, &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;it was definately a creditable effort put it by everyone.. i was so happy!!&lt;/span&gt; hahas.. then after band, went out for dinner with some of the members, gab, joey and yiheng.. then we went to play pool! at katong.. victor, joey, yiheng and i went together, while sir joined us later after finishing his lesson.. i definately had more mood to play, aiming and shooting a lot more accurate as compared to the previous nite.. played a few games before going home, fell on to the bed, and dozed off..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;today&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;didnt wan to go out today.. bt juz realised i had no choice.. i have a few things to do outside, including getting my grade 8 books before i have insufficent time to practise or that the books are sold out.. timpani book cost &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;$18 smth&lt;/span&gt;.. cant remember.. bt the shop had a christmas discount, so it was a 25% discounted price. then i had to go all the way to kinokuniya to buy the mallet book coz it was out of stock at the previous shop.. it cost me a &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;whopping $24.07!!!&lt;/span&gt; wha.. daylight robbery sia.. haix.. then went to airport (did i mention i went with a fren? haha..).. stayed there till abt 5+ then headed home, of coz, not without my fav watermelon juice from my fav drinks stall :D overall, felt better today..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i need opinions! read the story below..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;once upon a time, there lived a gal. her name was Susan. Susan was talented, and greatly admired by many peers of hers. one day, she met a new fren while playing together. this new fren of hers was John. John and Susan enjoyed each other's company. dispite the fact that John was a year younger than Susan, love knew no bounderies, and romance blossomed between the two of them. they got closer to each other over a few days, playing and talking to each other. they share their problems openly with one another. as their relationship improved, Susan, who is a devoted religion-follower, had a sudden occurance with God. He came to tell her that she could not bring her relationship with John's to a higher level anytime within the next 6 mths, as there is a strong likelihood for a catastrophic event to happen if she did so. Susan loved John a lot, yet, she was unable to sacrifice having the catastrophic event happen juz becoz of her. she cannot avoid John as he lives opposite her house. &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;If you were Susan, wat would you do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27575577-116515004422657015?l=sweetjamsweetworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetjamsweetworld.blogspot.com/feeds/116515004422657015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27575577&amp;postID=116515004422657015' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27575577/posts/default/116515004422657015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27575577/posts/default/116515004422657015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetjamsweetworld.blogspot.com/2006/12/3-day-post.html' title='3-day post'/><author><name>SweetJam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01866123702935002677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27575577.post-116488674596430466</id><published>2006-11-30T18:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-30T19:39:06.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'>big spending!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;today, a weekday.. became my family day.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i didnt have to work.. so the whole family went shopping.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;the first stop was at chung cheng high - my bro's sch.. dad drove into the school (we took the car) n i was like.. WOW. yeah.. it was damn big.. its the first time i went into his school as previously.. the closest i got was the side gate..i bet the whole school compound is almost 3 times bigger than any of the school i've been to. including nan chiau.. anyway.. we went to the canteen where the (popular) bookshop was.. then the shop keeper, which was an auntie likely to be in her 40s, helped us with the books.. she keep telling my mom things like.. 'ur son is very well-behaved u noe!' then mom n i were like.. 'are u sure? he's so different at home noe..' then she replied 'he's juz playful only.. he's not like other kids.. where no matter how u teach or discipline, they wont change.. at least he's still willing to listen'.. well auntie.. i really do hope u are right.. we spent $168 and donno how many cents..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;next stop was the other end of the canteen.. to buy my bro's uniform.. mom n dad were like fussing all over him like a little kid going overseas soon.. haha.. n my bro kept rolling his eyes around.. haha.. we spent $50++ buying long pants, a set a PE clothes, shirt, socks, and the biggest size of shoe available.. big feet sia.. not happy feet.. hehe.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;we then went to paya lebar, the singpost office bulding, to have lunch, coz we wanted to shop there.. my bro n i decided to have kfc so we went together, leaving mom n dad to have their private time at the food court together.. haha.. we were so cheeky.. still teasing them as we left.. haha.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;our final stop was at paya lebar.. where we shopped at this fashion.. spent $90++ there.. buying my and bro's clothes.. mom actually wanted to buy too bt she thought the clothes make her look fat so she decided not to buy.. n that was after she choose and tried on 3 sets of clothes.. -.-'' anyway.. my bro seemed to have a sudden liking for pink-coloured clothes (maybe coz of his gf).. eee.. so wierd on him.. then he bought 2 pink t-shirts... bleah.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;fun day today.. n i think toml would be more fun.. combined prac for prss in the mornin n nchs in the afternoon..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;cheerios! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i finally garnered up the courage to tell u exactly how i feel&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27575577.post-116480336779571669</id><published>2006-11-29T19:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-30T18:43:15.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a day at nan chiau</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;spent my day at &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;nan chiau&lt;/span&gt; today..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;doreen n i went in the morning coz ww n perc prac was in the morning.. i think she did quiet a lot of work with the clarinets.. i did too with the percussion, esp samantha.. she finally got the grasp of the stroking and playing techniques.. n i helped jovin with the mallets.. she had a little trouble playing the dotted quaver - semiquaver rhythm.. anyway.. i tot perc did well today.. at least see ppl moving their sticks.. &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;not juz sitting around.. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;afternoon, we had lunch at the canteen when yi heng bought porridge for us -.-''' n then although doreen n i shared one bowl.. we still couldn't finish it.. we had heavy breakfast ba.. jon and gab came.. half the brass practice was spent talking in the room while jon joined the trumpets.. then break time.. joe, gab, doreen and i went down to the canteen to get a drink, while sir tot we were walking around in a high-security place.. phhlluuzzeee la.. we are not little kids hor.. we noe wat we're doing.. by the time we got back.. there was brass combined session.. so we joined in.. only to get cought in a music lecture by mr ng (the euphonium player).. n the perc section was like.. &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;sleepy..&lt;/span&gt; haha.. we 3 (poh yih, joe n i) were pretty tired.. haha.. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;after practice.. doreen and sir left with mr ng.. so i was 'stranded' with jon and gab.. as usual.. they were like.. their usual behavior towards me la haha.. n &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;joe tot jon like me&lt;/span&gt;.. -.- i think if jon reads this he would be &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;puking all over the place&lt;/span&gt;.. hahah!!! anyway.. we went to compass point with all the other band members and then suddenly, gab wanted to eat. haha.. so jon, joe n i went to banquet with him.. surprisingly, that outlet was damn small.. gab bought some kinda noodles, jon had laksa.. i had fishballs.. n joe and gab sitting opposite me kept staring at me as i ate the fishballs.. -.- so disguesting lor (i meant them, not the fishballs).. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;we finally left. jon and gab took the mrt.. i think its juz an excuse for jon coz he don wan walk with me to the bus stop. hahah!!! then joe walked me to the bus stop coz its juz across from the road from where he lives.. then i... left lor.. wat u expect sia.. haha...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;joe was very crappy the whole day.. though i saw him sleeping/resting during mr ng's lesson.. haha.. bt i had fun.. long-time-nvr-experienced fun.. &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;thanx guy ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i cant believe i felt this way&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;break it up, jux break it up.. i dont even noe if u're reading this&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27575577-116480336779571669?l=sweetjamsweetworld.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-27575577.post-116446821825223086</id><published>2006-11-25T22:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-27T17:41:08.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'>random blogging</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;havent blogged for a few days.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;have some issues of the heart i wanna blog abt..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WORK&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i have to admit.. i lied to 1 or 2 of u whu asked me wat i was working as.. my sincer apologies... i work for sir at his various bands as a percussion (timpani) tutor... he noes i wanna be a music teacher and hence the job offer.. my reason for lying to some of u is bcoz.. no1 : it wasnt confirmed at the time u asked me abt it. no 2 : i didnt want ppl rushing to sir asking if he could offer them a job =s so pls.. don go to him now n tell him u wan a job k? hehe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FAMILY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i hope my bro doesnt read this... mom suspects he stole $50 from her after he walked into the master bedroom while she was bathing.. my bro claimed he was taking a pair of socks from my dad's drawer.. but when mom came out.. she checked her money that she kept somewhere in her cupboard - $50 was missing.. when my bro came back.. mom and i searched for his wallet for any excess money.. bt we couldnt even find the wallet.. my mom then demanded to see his wallet bt he said he left it at his fren's house, which is of coz, pretty wierd.. anyway.. we didnt have proof so we could bring the matter up in a family meeting or even to my dad...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SHOPPING TRIP&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i went shopping with bixuan on wed afternoon. i was pretty late.. coz of work.. had to work overtime in nan chiau.. anyway.. THANK U BI XUAN AND FAIZ.. u made my day.. chosing the right clothes for me.. giving honest opinions and entertaining me with ur lame jokes :D in the end.. i bought 2 sets of clothes (2 blouses n 2 skirts) and 2 bags :D haha.. i tot the money was well spent.. bi xuan dyed her hair on fri.. so i donno whether im going to do so too.. *scratch head*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NAN CHIAU BAND&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;recently went to nan chiau to help the timpani player, samantha. she's sec 3 this yr.. bt not section leader.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;day 1: when i 1st got there on a wed morning, there were only 3 percussionists (sir confused e brass practice with the woodwind/perc one). 2 of them were the section leaders n drum majors of the band - joe and poh yih. poh yih was the dm rep in the recent nco course. anyway, after all the blah blah intro by sir.. he asked me to go over to the perc section.. then sir say 'eh poh yih, ni zai zuo shen mo?' (translation: eh poh yih, wat are u doing?) then he said 'bu yao zai lui bi xue le ar!'.. (traslation: stop ur nose from bleeding already ar!). ok.. i donno what sir trying to say la.. bt i had a feeling he trying so say smth abt me.. n the band was laughing.. -.-''' only until 15min ago when i smsed sir then i realised that poh yih had a nose bleed that morning.. n he made that remark coz he wanna joke that he had a nose bleed coz of my presence.. -.-''' when i walked over, he gave me the kinda of extra-friendly wave that was.. funny! haha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;anyway, that 1st visit on my own gave me the impression that joe was a more 'time to be serious then serious' person.. while poh yih was more of the 'have a bit of fun in everything u do' kinda person.. both guys are cute! haha.. i had loads of fun.. i was pretty touched when sir told me samantha asked him to 'chang chang dai wo lai' (translation: bring me (to nan chiau) more often) =D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;day 2: there was combined practise on that fri afternoon.. so i went with doreen, jon and sir.. sir quarrelled with the taxi driver :S bt luckily that didnt affect his mood in band :) then as usual.. the intro.. he intro me again.. donno why too... n then he ask me move over to percussion first.. so.. i moved lor.. haha.. then he say again 'poh yih, ni bu yao zai liu bi xue le ar!' (translation: poh yih, stop ur nose from bleeding already ar) then the whole band broke into laughter -.-''' then some one said he had been bleeding for 3 days already.. that time me no kick.. so didnt understand.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i had more fun that day.. when mr nazrin was around, helping the drummers, the malletists n i talked among ourselves.. then poh yih started saying things like he (mr nazrin) got a sexy voice and big butt.. hahah!!! we were like.. giggling non-stop la.. n wats more he was the only guy among the mallet players so we gals were like being tickled pretty easily... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i found myself opened up a lot more that day.. thanx to the members of the perc section esp the 2 funky section leaders.. i really look forward to working with ur towards syf... sir really hopes to get a gold.. so.. jia you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;haha.. i had a good week and is confident i will have one in the week ahead.. enjoy ur holidays peeps! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;'it juz doesnt feel wat it used to be. u said u wouldnt do anything if i had a change of heart. i admit, i do think im gonna have a change of heart. no promises. bt im extremely disappointed.'&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27575577-116446821825223086?l=sweetjamsweetworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetjamsweetworld.blogspot.com/feeds/116446821825223086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27575577&amp;postID=116446821825223086' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27575577/posts/default/116446821825223086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27575577/posts/default/116446821825223086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetjamsweetworld.blogspot.com/2006/11/random-blogging.html' title='random blogging'/><author><name>SweetJam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01866123702935002677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27575577.post-116428957597198018</id><published>2006-11-23T21:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-23T21:46:16.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PAE and movie</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;my final decision for PAE - im not going anywhere =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;went to watch Happy Feet today at GV Vivocity.. although the story line not extremely entertaining.. bt all the dancing, singing, animation, etc.. was worth all the money =D =D $8 by the way ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;working in the mornin and afternoon toml.. gonna rest early... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;dajie : thanks for the 'stick'!!! haha.. muackz! u juz gave a helping hand to my future! :D :D :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27575577-116428957597198018?l=sweetjamsweetworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetjamsweetworld.blogspot.com/feeds/116428957597198018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27575577&amp;postID=116428957597198018' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27575577/posts/default/116428957597198018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27575577/posts/default/116428957597198018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetjamsweetworld.blogspot.com/2006/11/pae-and-movie.html' title='PAE and movie'/><author><name>SweetJam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01866123702935002677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27575577.post-116411270179746456</id><published>2006-11-21T20:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-21T20:38:21.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PAE</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i guess similar posts like this would be on almost all Os student blogs ba..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;went back to school to collect PAE eligibility results.. n some other 'documents'..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;- &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;SCHOOL RETROSPECT:&lt;/span&gt; one word - '&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;wow&lt;/span&gt;'. it was almost 3 times thicker than it used to be.. loads more pic as compared to last time.. n guess wat.. PERCUSSION'S PIC BLOWN UP ON BAND'S PAGE!!!! =D the captions (overall), however... erm.. a bit too many words la..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;- &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;POLY BROCHURES:&lt;/span&gt; hmmm.. like a bit too early for that leh.. bt nvm...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;- &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;PAE ELIGIBILITY:&lt;/span&gt; guess wat? &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I AM ELIGIBLE&lt;/span&gt;, n i cant believe it.. i tot i'll nvr make it to even go to CI/JC.. bt in the end..my prelim results somehow less than 20 then i eligible for 3-yr course...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;now i have a big headache.. i nvr tot i would have a chance to go to MI.. so i decided go work in the music 'world' to get as much experience as i can then it will deem useful to me when i go nafa or smth.. bt then now i got a chance to experience CI life.. should i give it a go? will i regret later than i wanna go CI/JC? i really donno.. up till this point of time, im very sure i wanna go to nafa.. bt in the future, where my results look more promising, wat shall i do? any suggestions? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i only got &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;3 days&lt;/span&gt; to decide if i wanna go or not. gonna talk to mom n dad tonight..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27575577-116411270179746456?l=sweetjamsweetworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetjamsweetworld.blogspot.com/feeds/116411270179746456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27575577&amp;postID=116411270179746456' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27575577/posts/default/116411270179746456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27575577/posts/default/116411270179746456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetjamsweetworld.blogspot.com/2006/11/pae.html' title='PAE'/><author><name>SweetJam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01866123702935002677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27575577.post-116401106394615930</id><published>2006-11-20T16:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-20T16:24:23.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'>free!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;finally free.. finish o levels le.. yay! haha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i wan concentrate on learning the flute... altho i noe the basics liao bt i feel like a got a lot to catch up on leh... haiz.. anyone can teach me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;found a job le.. don ask me wat its abt.. wont tell ;) pay is $5 per hour i think.. not confirmed yet la.. bt should be that price.. i start toml :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;immediately after Os me schdule for this week all packed liao :S ... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;TODAY:&lt;/span&gt; nth to do.. its the only day where i can slack in front of com the whole day.. haha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;TUESDAY:&lt;/span&gt; mornin have to go back to school.. afternoon, work 1+ for 2 hr &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;WEDNESDAY:&lt;/span&gt; morning, work 9am for 2hr afternoon going shoppin with bixuan then at nite celebrating bao shan's belated birthday at marina bay (steamboat)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;THURSDAY:&lt;/span&gt; work morning 9am 2hr, afternoon going vivocity watch movie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;FRIDAY:&lt;/span&gt; morning n afternoon work (4hr) i think.. schedule not with me n i cant remember.. haha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;SATURDAY:&lt;/span&gt; go prss band...morning.. haha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;currently being bored to death la&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;hahha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;enjoy ur holidays peeps!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;cheers!!! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:78%;"&gt;wat is wrong with u? things have changed n we're not wat we used to be. isit my fault that i cant forget him? well if u think becoz of that im unfaithful then fine. its up to u wat u wanna do. i wash my hands of u. if u want that then let it be. i give up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27575577-116401106394615930?l=sweetjamsweetworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetjamsweetworld.blogspot.com/feeds/116401106394615930/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27575577&amp;postID=116401106394615930' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27575577/posts/default/116401106394615930'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27575577/posts/default/116401106394615930'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetjamsweetworld.blogspot.com/2006/11/free.html' title='free!!!'/><author><name>SweetJam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01866123702935002677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27575577.post-116368855472503627</id><published>2006-11-16T22:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T22:49:14.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I WANT</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Os are &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;ALMOST over&lt;/span&gt;!!! got history (elec) toml...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;i got a WANT i got a WANT i GOT A WANT!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I WANT THE &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;2nd ALBUM OF CLAY AIKEN'S SINGLE&lt;/span&gt;!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i was on msn: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;' Paint over history&lt;br /&gt;Write a new story&lt;br /&gt;You and me together&lt;br /&gt;Holding hands forever '&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ff33;"&gt;by XXXXX XXXX&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;haha.. written by a fren bt he wanna remain anonymus.. he wants to give it to his dream gal.. haaha... &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;jia you! i got faith in u!&lt;/span&gt; coz after u get ur dream gal.. &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;u got to call me da jie already&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27575577-116368855472503627?l=sweetjamsweetworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetjamsweetworld.blogspot.com/feeds/116368855472503627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27575577&amp;postID=116368855472503627' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27575577/posts/default/116368855472503627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27575577/posts/default/116368855472503627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetjamsweetworld.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-want.html' title='I WANT'/><author><name>SweetJam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01866123702935002677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27575577.post-116357703401303200</id><published>2006-11-15T15:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-15T15:50:34.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'>NEW TAG BOARD!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;WHAAAAAA!!! i got new tag board le!!!! MILLION thanks to JOEY!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;=D =D =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;currently still mugging for last 3 papers of O'levels.. then after that is play, work, play, work!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;haha... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ffff;"&gt;final good luck to all GCE peeps!!!! =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27575577-116357703401303200?l=sweetjamsweetworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetjamsweetworld.blogspot.com/feeds/116357703401303200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27575577&amp;postID=116357703401303200' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27575577/posts/default/116357703401303200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27575577/posts/default/116357703401303200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetjamsweetworld.blogspot.com/2006/11/new-tag-board.html' title='NEW TAG BOARD!!!'/><author><name>SweetJam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01866123702935002677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27575577.post-116183396589182605</id><published>2006-10-26T11:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T11:39:25.900+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mugging business</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;hey peeps! havent blog for 10 days.. its time i do smth abt my blog.. haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;ok.. erm.. im attached? can count la.. :P... someone gonna be disappointed when he reads this.. hahaha.. hey.. we're juz starting k.. don expect too much yet.. hehehe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;on tue.. i went out for lunch with joey (no, not my stead)... &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;we met two gays&lt;/span&gt;... =S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;they were behaving intimately with each other on the bus.. in font of us.. we couldnt stop puking... seriously... eeekk! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;then we saw them walk towards the mrt station.. they were holding hands!!!!! ARRRRR!!! nth against gays though... bt please la.. behaving intimately in public especially when ur 'not the norm' can be pretty yuckky... eee...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;still muggin hard for O's... stayed up to 6 am the day before.. then slept till 12 noon before getting up and continue mugging in school.. slept at 2 yesterday... woke up at 7 plus to go for chem remedial... so tired...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;theory grade 6 exam this sat... so scared... =S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;sheng zai fu zhong bu zhi fu... a quadrillion thanks to all those who cared for me in one way or another.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;muackz! =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27575577-116183396589182605?l=sweetjamsweetworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetjamsweetworld.blogspot.com/feeds/116183396589182605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27575577&amp;postID=116183396589182605' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27575577/posts/default/116183396589182605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27575577/posts/default/116183396589182605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetjamsweetworld.blogspot.com/2006/10/mugging-business_26.html' title='mugging business'/><author><name>SweetJam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01866123702935002677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27575577.post-116106559358617255</id><published>2006-10-17T14:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T14:13:13.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bio paper</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;BIO PAPER IS SO.....!!!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;=D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27575577-116106559358617255?l=sweetjamsweetworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetjamsweetworld.blogspot.com/feeds/116106559358617255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27575577&amp;postID=116106559358617255' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27575577/posts/default/116106559358617255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27575577/posts/default/116106559358617255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetjamsweetworld.blogspot.com/2006/10/bio-paper.html' title='bio paper'/><author><name>SweetJam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01866123702935002677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27575577.post-115977857834459842</id><published>2006-10-02T16:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-02T16:44:29.066+08:00</updated><title type='text'>memories</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;memories..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;how nice it is to have them follow u throghout ur life..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;the good memories.. first kiss, partying with frens, nice surprises, did well for exam.. all tell us different success stories and the fun times we had.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;the bad memories.. breaking up with stead, failing exams, quarrel with good fren, being scolded.. though not very desirable, teach us life-long lessons and let us learn more about ourselves and others.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i ask u a qsn.. if u had a bad memory, and is still part of ur life now.. would u try to change it to be a good memory for the future? vice versa.. if u had a good memory that turned sour, would u attempt to turn it around to have a 'happy ending'? do gimmi ur comments if u read this (tag board).. i need some advice =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;im honestly confused as to what i should do abt &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;3 guys... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;my parents have been overseas since yesterday morning.. they wont be back till tonight.. so my bro and i are left in spore so fend for ourselves in the next 24hrs... well.. he played and played and played the com... until now.. where i have a tiny bit of time to blog.. hmph.. end-yr le still not studying like he should.. he really need lotsa good luck..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;muackz for dajie!: really really really thank u for ur support.. beware - if u or i become a guy.. i will jio u de! if im lesbian.. u also better watch out.. hahaz.. love ya lots!!! *smilez* =D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27575577-115977857834459842?l=sweetjamsweetworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetjamsweetworld.blogspot.com/feeds/115977857834459842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27575577&amp;postID=115977857834459842' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27575577/posts/default/115977857834459842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27575577/posts/default/115977857834459842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetjamsweetworld.blogspot.com/2006/10/memories.html' title='memories'/><author><name>SweetJam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01866123702935002677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27575577.post-115943617549560349</id><published>2006-09-28T17:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-28T17:39:58.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'>choice</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;in life, there are many choices to make. some choices require u to make a decision that will affect u for a lifetime. we should not leave matters to fate juz because we are afraid of making the wrong decision. afterall, life's a gamble rite? ok maybe not. hehe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;since i made a choice, i have to live with the concequences.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;bleah.. im so bored that im babbling away.. sorry for the rubbish peeps.. hehe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;muackz..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dont wait till last min then say.. it kills the heart of a gal..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;im begining to hate u.. u tested my patience too far.. i guess i juz saw the other lying side of u&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;ZW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div 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title='choice'/><author><name>SweetJam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01866123702935002677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27575577.post-115927185534014527</id><published>2006-09-26T19:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-26T19:57:35.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'>giving up?</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33ffff;"&gt;haiz...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;im so tired... mentally tired...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;but im not allowed to give up...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#66ffff;"&gt;haiz...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27575577-115927185534014527?l=sweetjamsweetworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetjamsweetworld.blogspot.com/feeds/115927185534014527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27575577&amp;postID=115927185534014527' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27575577/posts/default/115927185534014527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27575577/posts/default/115927185534014527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetjamsweetworld.blogspot.com/2006/09/giving-up.html' title='giving up?'/><author><name>SweetJam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01866123702935002677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27575577.post-115812298422861994</id><published>2006-09-13T12:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-16T10:51:10.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'>prelim blues...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hello!! its 12.30 in the afternoon now.. and im at home while some ppl are still in school taking their pure physics test.. haha.. so xing fu.. bt for now only.. 2 and half hours later i taking music prelims exam... =&lt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;prelims so far.. is seriously not on my side.. tue we had history and chinese paper 2 today we had e maths paper 1... for history.. i dont think my structured essay is convincing enough to get high marks.. i didnt finish the last comprehension qsn for chinese... its 4 marks, if i didnt remember wrongly... as for today's e maths.. well, it was ok.. pretty confident at first.. bt when i as i did more of the paper.. i got pretty shaky... the qsns got harder and harder.. at a pretty fast rate.. which means that the qsns at the back were pretty difficult.. and for heaven's sake..&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; I CAN'T DO&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;INVERSE VARIATION&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!!!! =&lt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;must jia you for chem now.. bt i think i will fail... haiz..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27575577-115812298422861994?l=sweetjamsweetworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetjamsweetworld.blogspot.com/feeds/115812298422861994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27575577&amp;postID=115812298422861994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27575577/posts/default/115812298422861994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27575577/posts/default/115812298422861994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetjamsweetworld.blogspot.com/2006/09/prelim-blues.html' title='prelim blues...'/><author><name>SweetJam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01866123702935002677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27575577.post-115781158536159269</id><published>2006-09-09T22:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-09T22:19:45.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'>light-bulb!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;juz came back from dinner at bedok...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;we (as in mom, dad and i) were supposed to pick ah wen (my bro) up at the DBS bank building then head straight for bedok street 3... i requested to eat the bbq lala there... haha.. when we were walking to the car, i put my arms around the shoulders of mom and dad.. after walking for a bit, my mom said i was a light bulb.. so i moved aside, took dad's hand and placed it across mom's shoulder.. n they walked the rest of the way to the car like that, with me tagging along quietly behind.. now, how sweet is that? haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;during dinner, i took a small piece of mushroom for ah wen (he loves mushrooms).. in return, he took a small piece of carrot for me.. then he took an even smaller piece of carrot for mom.. then a small piece of spring onion for dad.. then my mom took a small piece of garlic for ah wen.. n dad took a small grain of rice for ah wen too.. terribly lame, bt so sweet!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;haha.. ok... i DO have a cute family.. haha.. n must insist.. my dad is the cutest old man u can find in the world! haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;"&gt;u made me wait.. now u want me to wait even longer.. don make me lose hope.. please...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27575577-115781158536159269?l=sweetjamsweetworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetjamsweetworld.blogspot.com/feeds/115781158536159269/comments/default' title='Post 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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-27575577.post-115729416878630249</id><published>2006-09-03T22:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-03T22:36:08.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bored</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;haiz..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;nothing to blog these few days... so bored..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;although holidays are here.. im like running around more busy than i do during school days.. sad la..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;went back to yumin during teachers' day celebration.. met clarence, jun da, constance, wanfang and cheryl.. haha.. lots of memories brought back then.. then we met zhang lao shi together.. then went to miss soh's void deck to meet her.. now jun da is tasked to plan a class gathering at the end of the year.. haha.. simply becoz he's in RI, under IP program.. so he's like... extremely free.. haha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;okays.. here's wishing all teachers a &lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;very happy teachers day!&lt;/span&gt; =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;muackz!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div 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title='bored'/><author><name>SweetJam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01866123702935002677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27575577.post-115694082272049313</id><published>2006-08-30T20:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-30T20:27:02.733+08:00</updated><title type='text'>in love?</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;hey peeps... im at tampines library blogging now.. trying to finish using my pre-paid account that have been left untouched for quite a few years le.. hehe.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i told &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;ZW&lt;/span&gt; to read my blog.. coz he asked me for an answer (whether i wanted to go &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;steady&lt;/span&gt; with him)... n he didnt. ok so i told him if u want to read it &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;2 months later&lt;/span&gt; (which he said he would) i said it was up to him.. he kept begging me to tell him over the phone yesterday nite. i refused.. *evil face*.. haha.. ok yes, im evil..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;J and i talked till 1 am this morning until we got cut off by my phone losing reception.. dono what happened la.. he told me he was &lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;forced&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; in to performing for teachers' day celebrations this yr.. bt he didnt mind it coz it was his last yr anyway.. and if he cocked up, he would not have to face humiliation for the rest or his schooling yrs.. smart one.. the bad news, is that he said miss J-g told the principal that they can do a good job etc etc.. ok.. i really donno wats gonna happen... he's dancing... and he is dancing in front of 4 other people.. &lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;'eh.. don say i nvr wish u luck ar..' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;haha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i juz panicked at the thought that O's are only &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;a month&lt;/span&gt; away.. not that im not prepared or wat.. juz pretty overwhelmed that time practically &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;flew&lt;/span&gt; by so quickly.. so here's encouraging everyone to &lt;em&gt;JIA YOU&lt;/em&gt;!! *smilez*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;lotsa ppl asking around if im going back to yumin toml or not.. seriously.. i have no idea.. (ok dad juz stepped into the library.. sorry...) half of me wants to go coz i miss the teachers there.. especially &lt;em&gt;ZHANG LAO SHI&lt;/em&gt;!!! bt the other half of me says no.. coz i had a pretty annoying experience last year.. well.. last yr's teachers' day celebrations fell on a wednesday.. so yumin had CT (contact time)... so we were asked to like.. wait.. so we waited until like.. 4 pm? i tink so.. anyway we waited damn long la.. in the end some stupid cleaners (acting as security guards) chased us out of the school.. stupid rite?! fancy coming back to see our well-loved teachers then kena chased out of the school... WTH.. hmph..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;okok.. now i have a blogger's block.. donno what to write about liao.. haha.. once i got story i will put it down for my beloved friends to see de! haha.. -.-"'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;cheerios!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;btw.. LT- u looked great at combined POP! =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27575577-115694082272049313?l=sweetjamsweetworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetjamsweetworld.blogspot.com/feeds/115694082272049313/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27575577&amp;postID=115694082272049313' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27575577/posts/default/115694082272049313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27575577/posts/default/115694082272049313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetjamsweetworld.blogspot.com/2006/08/in-love.html' title='in love?'/><author><name>SweetJam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01866123702935002677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27575577.post-115677406345528088</id><published>2006-08-28T20:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-17T23:53:26.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tuition bastards</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;farking bastards!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7 random facts abt me:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i) &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;i've juz met the 2 most disgraceful guys in the universe&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;ii) &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;i love mr h h tan =D (i love my xiao nu er too!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;iii) &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;6 talking, 4 walking the talk&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;iv) &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;i love one special guy n one special gal&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;v) &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;im short&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;vi) &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;im stressed &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;vii) &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;im in love?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7 things i fear most:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i) &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;getting criticised?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;ii) &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;losing someone i love tons (includes the special guy n special gal)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;iii) &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;having contracted a terminal illness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;iv) &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;not making it into music industry&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;v) &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;not getting married? hahaz...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;vi) &lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;cockroach&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;vii)&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt; a 50-year-old piano (dont u find it eerie?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7 random music at the moment:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i) &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;clay aiken - solitaire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;ii) &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;?? - overture jubiloso (so shamful to not noe the composer)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;iii) &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;jay chou and landy - wu ding&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;iv) &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;s.h.e. - bu xiang zhang da&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;v) &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;clay aiken - invincible&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;vi) &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;lin jun jie - cao cao&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;vii) &lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;celine dion - my heart will go on&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7 things i say most:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i) &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;wha lao&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;ii) &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;huh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;iii) &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;really?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;iv) &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;eh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;v) &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;watever&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;vi) &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;i love u (always to the same person la ;D)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;vii) &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;haha (in a cold way)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;7 ppl to do it next&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i) &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;fadhil?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;ii) &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;liang ting?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;iii) &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;farah k? ( i dono whether she's done it)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;iv) &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;wan ting? (she don have blog :&lt; )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;v) &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;mr wong? haha...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;vi) &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;cant think cant think.. bi xuan again? haha...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;vii) &lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;does zi wen have a blog? if yes, its him...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;ok.. finally done..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i juz came back from tuition and guess wat.. guys... if u want ur dignity.. go beat 2 guys up... donno their names bt can tell u where to find them&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;these 2 sec3 guys actually talked bad abt bi xuan and i.. literally behind our backs...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;they were like... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A&lt;/em&gt;: &lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;cough cough... choked ar..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;B&lt;/em&gt;: &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;wha.. like that also can choke on sweets&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A&lt;/em&gt;: &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ya la.. choke on the red one (tats me). noe wat i mean?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;B&lt;/em&gt;: &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;oh.. &lt;em&gt;ya&lt;/em&gt;.. understand...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;bastards la... a real man not happy then will say all out.. don talk abt wat they say la.. bt basic respect also don have.. ppl having tuition then u talk talk talk talk.. damn irritating lor.. so damn pissed off with them... then talk bad abt ppl also say until so obvious.. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;fuck ar&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (3rd time i've ever used this word in my LIFE) need to cool down.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;anyway.. 6 ppl have declared their undying love for me (wattaver). bt only 4 have walked the talk.. or rather.. really put in lotsa effort in wooing me.. eh.. if u think im showing off then don bother to read the rest of the paragraph.. i tink i've made my choice on who i would wanna stead with... =) eh.. its not a beauty pagent or anything.. i really do have feelings for this particular guy.. if its not for ahem ahem.. then i wont also think this way le.. anyway this guy that im interested in is... &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;ZW&lt;/span&gt; =D yep.. popularily known as 'the councillor from greenview sec'.. he's been giving me lotsa attention.. needless to say.. i love the attention im getting.. haha.. ok la.. he's nice.. cute.. bt of coz sometimes i &lt;em&gt;very&lt;/em&gt; mean to him and make assumptions before finding out more abt him.. now i understand le.. &lt;em&gt;don judge a book by its cover&lt;/em&gt;... my first impression of him wasnt that good.. bt hey.. ppl do change rite? n so did my opinion of him.. he did many little things that touched my heart.. n mostly are smses which definately expressed how much he cared abt me.. i mean.. i havent felt so loved by someone for such a long time (except bixuan.. hehe..) and i guess he's the next best person that i can share my sorrows, my happiness, my time and my heart with.. but who noes wat would happen rite? hehe... i really think i love him juz like he loves me (i hope).. but im not ready ar.. not until after my O's.. hehe...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;ok.. so much for such a long blog.. mr wong is treating our chinese class!! bt i feel a bit extra ar.. afterall.. the deal was everyone b3 n above.. i got b4.. bt on the contrary... we're celebrating coz 100% pass n more than 60% distiction for my class alone.. the highest in the school! =D n we're the 3rd class! haha.. thats a reason to open up a champagn (hope i spelt correctly) and celebrate.. haha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;toml i have bio practical.. so im joining dad for breakfast before he sends me to school at abt 9am.. wish everyone good luck for all ur prelims ya.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;mentioning dad.. i remembered over the weekend, i asked him, 'dad, wat if i tell u i don plan to bore a grandson for u?' he stared at me wide-eyed before bursting out in laughter.. i asked mom exactly the same question and she gave me the same reaction.. hmm.. are parents really wierd? haha.. i donno..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;ok ok.. i got to stop here.. feeling all sleepy n loads of ppl are nudging me on msn in protest to get my attention.. good luck to all u guys once again.. lurve ya ppl lots n lots..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;tata!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#6666cc;"&gt;p.s. whose going back to yumin on thurs?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27575577-115677406345528088?l=sweetjamsweetworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetjamsweetworld.blogspot.com/feeds/115677406345528088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27575577&amp;postID=115677406345528088' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27575577/posts/default/115677406345528088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27575577/posts/default/115677406345528088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetjamsweetworld.blogspot.com/2006/08/farking-bastards-7-random-facts-abt-me.html' title='tuition bastards'/><author><name>SweetJam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01866123702935002677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27575577.post-115547249551624162</id><published>2006-08-13T20:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-13T20:52:51.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'>chong ar!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hmmm.. i tink i decided to retake chinese O liao..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all geared up for O's... JIA YOU!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i attented Esplanade's Beautiful Sunday concert today.. hmm... Mus'art Wind Orchestra or smth like that.. well.. including the conductor.. there were only 60 performers.. the orchestra look so small.. or maybe its bcoz i sat at a very high seat.. so they sounded very small too.. they played many oldies songs like those from the beatles n 70s.. their pieces included quite a few that our band have played before.. like Stand By Me, Highlights from Phantom of The Opera and Dancing Megahits (NCO camp).. out of about 5 or 6 pieces.. i thought one of the timpani players were unprepared... made many mistakes when playing phantom.. anyways... thanx Yi Heng for asking me to go watch them play.. the concert was great in the end though.. soloists were excellent! especially the trumpet player.. wha.. the sound damn good.. so is the drummer! gal bt play real well.. fadhil n ahmad got match liao.. hahas...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok.. i got to rush our some homework le.. haix...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;muackz!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27575577-115547249551624162?l=sweetjamsweetworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetjamsweetworld.blogspot.com/feeds/115547249551624162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27575577&amp;postID=115547249551624162' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27575577/posts/default/115547249551624162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27575577/posts/default/115547249551624162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetjamsweetworld.blogspot.com/2006/08/chong-ar.html' title='chong ar!!!'/><author><name>SweetJam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01866123702935002677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27575577.post-115538819688437289</id><published>2006-08-12T20:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-12T21:09:56.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'>jason</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;hellox!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;0140+ 10 aug 2006.. J told me he like me after a 3-hr conversation.. or rather, a warm up... J said that its his first time he did such a thing to a gal.. so err... congrats? haha.. ok la.. breakthrough for him ba.. so we're are still good frens.. n stupid W trying to put us together when we trying to put him and a gal (Jo) together... "Jo.. give him a chance la...". there's a fireworks display by some French company in 20 min time at Marina Bay. W tried all week to get me to go.. with him n J.. fat hope.. "eh.. i noe wat u r trying to do ok... don try too hard.. i will lose my patience with u.. after that then i wont help u with Jo le!" =P so evil of me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i decided to go see Yi Heng play at Esplanade's Beautiful Sunday program toml.. bt im going alone. i asked W whether he n J wanna go or not.. bt i think he tot i asked if ONLY he (W) wanted to go... its both la.. i don wan Jo to get the wrong idea.. haha.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;im waitin waitin waitin for dad to register as premium member at NLB.. coz i wanna help my dearest percussion section borrow their precious percussion books.. see i so good?! haha.. [eh.. if u from prss perc n readin this, don juz read leh... tag also ma...] hopefully dad can get it done toml morning n then i can borrow e books from Esplanade library after the concert..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;oh.. i almost forgot to mention...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;percussionist 2005/6 [juniors]:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i've listened to the cd many times.. i must admit.. u all were very great during the concert.. ur hard work as well as my scoldings *=P* have not gone to waste.. haha.. continue to work hard ya.. u guys have lots of potential.. juz that some things have gotten in ur way and once these obstacles are out of ur way, u all will achieve great success.. hopefully Vivala 5 will feature a percussion solo.. all the best ya.. i look forward to help and continue to grow with u (practically, all) guy! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;muackz!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27575577-115538819688437289?l=sweetjamsweetworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetjamsweetworld.blogspot.com/feeds/115538819688437289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27575577&amp;postID=115538819688437289' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27575577/posts/default/115538819688437289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27575577/posts/default/115538819688437289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetjamsweetworld.blogspot.com/2006/08/jason.html' title='jason'/><author><name>SweetJam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01866123702935002677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27575577.post-115503907396955800</id><published>2006-08-08T19:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-08T20:14:40.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'>back!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;yay!! can use net again! =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now im listening to baroque music... thanks to jason.. buy me a 6-cd collection of baroque music.. ok la.. helps me lots in music o levels.. especially the track on dido n aeneas.. haha.. for those hu donno wat im talking abt, dido n aeneas is a famous opera.. or at least during the 16th centuary or so.. heh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so im like listening to the four seasons now (summer) by vivaldi... and rotting.. national day toml.. bt i got tuition in the morning at aljunid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;listening to canon in D now.. the original version (string quartet).&lt;br /&gt;lots had happened in the past week.. ppl falling in love, ppl falling out of love.. guess which group i belong to? haha.. slowly guess.. to one of my dear friends who is stuck in between the two catogories.. 'hey.. chill out.. finish o's then tok la.. ur head full of so many stuff.. a maths, basketball, friends, HER.. wha lao.. cannot handle de la.. let go everything.. pick up the pieces u need.. u need any other help then juz let me n J noe can liao k? jia you ba... life is like that de..'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okok.. so its brandenburg concerto now.. haha.. gtg liao.. ppl bugging me all over msn.. catcha ppl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw: im NOT with him la, ppl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;muackz!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27575577-115503907396955800?l=sweetjamsweetworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetjamsweetworld.blogspot.com/feeds/115503907396955800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27575577&amp;postID=115503907396955800' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27575577/posts/default/115503907396955800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27575577/posts/default/115503907396955800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetjamsweetworld.blogspot.com/2006/08/back.html' title='back!!'/><author><name>SweetJam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01866123702935002677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27575577.post-115442742088444113</id><published>2006-08-01T18:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-04T22:16:19.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'>finally</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;wow FINALLY!!! i can use the net from HOME!!! =D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ok, so im sick today after over-consumption of potato chips... all thanks to snacking real hard yesterday during tuition at mr ha ha tan's (not his real name). i woke up at 6am feeling all groggy.. and the worst part was a terrible sore throat n slight fever.. so mom made me pop a panadol and send me straight to bed. miraculously, i woke up at 11 plus and no fever, and little sore throat.. really surprised how my sore throat got well so quickly.. the last time it happened was when i was P6... anyway after i got better, i pulled out the emaths papers (compiled) and started mugging on them.. haha... bt it was fun, considering how happy i was to get so many questions correct! (hey! its an improvement ok?!) i still think i gonna fail my amaths.. =(&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i got to ask dad to help me photostat my exam pieces for music o levels... 5 copies!! oh no.. coming to that... im the only 1 in my class of 19 to be in the team with 5-8 examiners (+ 1 camera) staring at me... wha siao... as if im not stressed enuff by the fact that im holding the 100% for pasir ris secondary.. is God (of which ever religion) making fun of me? humph! i hope i see 100% distiction for music next yr's release of results!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;my two hamsters died!!! =( that was last week.. i think.. mom admitted that it may be her carelessness for sprayin insecticide too near them when she was actually aiming at ants (near the balcony). ok so i forgave her.. i dont think i will keep pets again until after o's.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;argh.. i hate being sec 4! so many things i wanna do cannot do.. wan sit down and day dream abt prom also cannot, although im not going and had disappointed someone who wanted to go with me (giggles). sad sad.. stress stress.. jia you jia you!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27575577-115442742088444113?l=sweetjamsweetworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetjamsweetworld.blogspot.com/feeds/115442742088444113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27575577&amp;postID=115442742088444113' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27575577/posts/default/115442742088444113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27575577/posts/default/115442742088444113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetjamsweetworld.blogspot.com/2006/08/finally.html' title='finally'/><author><name>SweetJam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01866123702935002677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27575577.post-115371446918972690</id><published>2006-07-24T12:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-24T12:14:29.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'>full steam ahead</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;WOW.. investiture is over! i mean band de.. now in school.. juz finished MOE's survey... so can surf around.. =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i cant use internet at home so have to use watever chance i have to update my blog... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;we have an australian in our class now.. Ben(jamin).. our sch having some immersion programme so ya.. he's here, attached to hanif..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i got like.. one min to go before i have to report to the hall for student council investiture... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;okok.. i got to go.. haha... bye!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;muackz!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27575577-115371446918972690?l=sweetjamsweetworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetjamsweetworld.blogspot.com/feeds/115371446918972690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27575577&amp;postID=115371446918972690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27575577/posts/default/115371446918972690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27575577/posts/default/115371446918972690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetjamsweetworld.blogspot.com/2006/07/full-steam-ahead.html' title='full steam ahead'/><author><name>SweetJam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01866123702935002677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27575577.post-115235754608544424</id><published>2006-07-08T19:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-17T23:54:06.501+08:00</updated><title type='text'>study study study</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;im dying of book-sickness... o level gettin so much closer liao..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i have officially given up hope on some people.. cant stand it anymore.. they scrutinize every single thing that i do and accuse me of many things that i didnt do...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;there's a performance coming up.16 july at festival park. i still have to do instrumentation. whose gonna take over from me? i donno.. too depressed and tired to think about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i finally noe who the 'secret admirer' is liao... its someone named Zhi Yuan from CCSS... he 16 yrs old but is sec 3... saw him juz now when passing by block 209. he was at the basketball court.. not playing.. watching.. then i talked to zi jin instead. he showed me who zhi yuan was.. i almost fainted.. no other comments.. then only these 2 days did i find out that everthing had a link.. so many ppl hu i noe are friends with him.. -.-"'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;ok.. so i got 3 ppl asking me for stead.. i dunno wat to do liao..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;there are so many things i wanna pour out here but i cant coz i'll be caught by the law if i put it down.. sadz...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;how i wish i could end this all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27575577-115235754608544424?l=sweetjamsweetworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetjamsweetworld.blogspot.com/feeds/115235754608544424/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27575577&amp;postID=115235754608544424' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27575577/posts/default/115235754608544424'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27575577/posts/default/115235754608544424'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetjamsweetworld.blogspot.com/2006/07/im-dying-of-book-sickness.html' title='study study study'/><author><name>SweetJam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01866123702935002677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27575577.post-115227105810544524</id><published>2006-07-07T19:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-07T19:17:38.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'>week 2 down</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;finally.. 2nd week of school's gone.. i need a break.. catch my breath..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;school has been more like hell.. EVERYDAY (except Fri) afternoon we have remedial... die liao lor.. if i want to catch a nap in the afternoon also quite impossible.. haiz.. who ask me wanna take o'levels..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;help.. im dying of exhausion...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i tink i got a prankster's message: "Hi... do u wan to stead with me?". no comments.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27575577-115227105810544524?l=sweetjamsweetworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetjamsweetworld.blogspot.com/feeds/115227105810544524/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27575577&amp;postID=115227105810544524' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27575577/posts/default/115227105810544524'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27575577/posts/default/115227105810544524'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetjamsweetworld.blogspot.com/2006/07/week-2-down.html' title='week 2 down'/><author><name>SweetJam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01866123702935002677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27575577.post-115200988331247750</id><published>2006-07-04T18:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-04T18:52:24.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'>to give up or not to give up?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;yo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have a question that is bothering me for the past months...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i noe this guy and i like him very much... (its not the one ur thinking lar). he jokes around, very caring and very helpful to me too. bt... he has a girlfriend... can say new-found de ba? and its like a few months since they have been together (since beginning of yr i tink). i donno whether i should hold on to this last 'handful' of hope, or juz let go... 'love is like sand.. the harder to hold on to it, what is left on ur hand are only cuts'.. then again, i don let my heart juz slip out of someone elses' hands. i treasure it so much that it has become too painful to let go of. i want to hold on to that last glimmer of hope. its tiring and people are saying 'its not worth it'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i feel that as long as he's happy, im happy too.. maybe i should let go, explore more of the world.. i can see many opportunities out there right now. life was not wat i used to see..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what do u think?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27575577-115200988331247750?l=sweetjamsweetworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetjamsweetworld.blogspot.com/feeds/115200988331247750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27575577&amp;postID=115200988331247750' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27575577/posts/default/115200988331247750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27575577/posts/default/115200988331247750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetjamsweetworld.blogspot.com/2006/07/to-give-up-or-not-to-give-up.html' title='to give up or not to give up?'/><author><name>SweetJam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01866123702935002677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27575577.post-115193270563163828</id><published>2006-07-03T20:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-04T18:36:51.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'>post-vivala</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WHOA! vivala's finally over!! the weight im carrying on my shoulders have halved!! =D o levels... here i come!!! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i finally can concentrate on my studies, bt there's still one problem that i cant solve.. its the next percussion section leader... fadhil says fabian. ok... go fabian! haha.. ah ya.. so lost sia.. if its not because of SOMEONE in my section, i think all my problems solved liao... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;my biggest scare for this vivala was to break the skin of the timpani... i wrote in my diary... "its seven days to vivala and guess wat? I BROKE THE TIMPANI SKIN!!! WAT THE HELL!!!" ok.. so now when i read it back, it looks stupid.. bt hey... it wasn't that funny at all then... sir told me that the timpani skin he ordered was the LAST STOCK that they had.. the skin is made in Germany so if i were to break another one... "God bless u for vivala".. haha.. anyway, im glad that we solved the problem within 2 days.. thank u sir, and thank God too =D.. im gonna keep the skin as a souvenir. =P&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;btw.. shaun, if ur reading this - the 2nd lowest timpani skin looks like its gonna break too.. watch out ya.. becareful with it.. u wan break it, make sure its months before competition ;) hahah...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;band investiture in on 22nd july! so excited sia! bt i need to save up $$$ for presents... its the most i will spend in my entire sec sch life! =D student council investiture is 24th july! haha... the dates are so close... oh.. i heard that the vivala videos are pu tup on utube.. how did it get there? i dunno..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;on wed.. im performin at pasir ris crest.. 3pm... 1st item.. wish me luck ba... =S&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;lurve ya peeps!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27575577-115193270563163828?l=sweetjamsweetworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetjamsweetworld.blogspot.com/feeds/115193270563163828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27575577&amp;postID=115193270563163828' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27575577/posts/default/115193270563163828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27575577/posts/default/115193270563163828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetjamsweetworld.blogspot.com/2006/07/post-vivala.html' title='post-vivala'/><author><name>SweetJam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01866123702935002677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27575577.post-115095247178202592</id><published>2006-06-22T12:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-22T13:01:11.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'>new hairstyle</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hey peeps.. so sorry i havent been writing.. my dad went overseas and he changed the password for internet connection. so i was stuck with a computer with no internet access.. but i got him to give me the password immediately when he got back. haha.. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;toml is our band concert.. Viva La Musica 4... excited, bt not excited again.. it seems that the band is not in a right frame of mind to do a concert.. perhaps juz not motivated.. after  a 'tsunami' on mon's practice, the sound got sooooo much better, that i sort of changed my perception of the concert. maybe it will be good, bt not as good as before.. well.. no matter what, we'll still do our best.. =D &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;on tue.. I REBONDED MY HAIR!!! ok.. i don really noe why i choose this time to do it.. bt up till now.. im sooo happy with the way my hair is managed.. it is a lot manageble than before, although it still has tangled up quite a bit.. bt now i can go out without worrying how to tie my hair in a neat way and not having a 'bomb head' when i let it down.. haha.. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;my first reaction to my new hairstyle was... ' i tink i look like ruizhen'. my mom's first reaction to my new hairstyle was... 'u look like ju-on' =S. my dad's first reaction was '... ...'. zhengyi's first reaction was to stop in the middle of ppl's path at the mrt station (tamp). when he finally composed himself, he asked 'what did u do to ur hair?!'. i had band practice that day. so when i got to band.. the memebers' reaction was a lot better.. a lot wanted to touch my hair.. ok that was scary.. especially hanif.. keep pulling my hair.. haha.. percussion section didnt say anything.. ok.. i tink thats the best reaction of all..hahah..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;now i cant wash it for 2 days.. so on friday morning, i'll wash it before leaving for school for the concert.. to all those who are going to the concert, thanx a million for supporting us! muackz!! =D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;catcha later!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27575577-115095247178202592?l=sweetjamsweetworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetjamsweetworld.blogspot.com/feeds/115095247178202592/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27575577&amp;postID=115095247178202592' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27575577/posts/default/115095247178202592'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27575577/posts/default/115095247178202592'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetjamsweetworld.blogspot.com/2006/06/new-hairstyle.html' title='new hairstyle'/><author><name>SweetJam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01866123702935002677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27575577.post-114994175756284997</id><published>2006-06-10T20:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-10T20:44:02.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Idiotic ppl</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;yo peeps...&lt;br /&gt;i was surfing around juz now.. so unhappy today.. especially after someone told me about some asshole's blog..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;juz don understand some ppl.. they not happy then don say.. especially in an environment like band.. if u don voice out ur opinions, ppl get suspicious and there will be lesser cooperation.. why cant these ppl either say it all out or juz shut the hell up?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;someone said that i act innocent in front of some 'pig', pretend to be helpful and then talk bad about him behind his back.. WTH!!! if u think being a major is easy, why dont u try it?! and honestly, i really do think that 'pig' u are toking abt had really gone too far that nite.. if u had the right to complain abt me, why dont i have the right to complain abt other ppl? please look at urself before u tok about others... don act like some kinda bitch coz ur not even fit to be one..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;juz poured out some long-term troubles to one of my got juz now.. i donno whether he treat me like a mei or not.. bt he lending me a ear is good enuff.. haha.. cried for abt 15 min.. he was so patient n waited for me to finish sobbing.. haha.. thanks ya gor.. u noe hu u are.. heh.. *i'll be nervous for u*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh.. one last thing.. some ppl ever ask me if i like zheng yi.. haha.. no peeps, no.. zheng yi is my gor... and anyway.. he has stead liao.. i tot u guys noe who i like liao? haha.. okok.. i'll say no more..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheerios.. [n by the way.. u sux too]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27575577-114994175756284997?l=sweetjamsweetworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetjamsweetworld.blogspot.com/feeds/114994175756284997/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27575577&amp;postID=114994175756284997' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27575577/posts/default/114994175756284997'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27575577/posts/default/114994175756284997'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetjamsweetworld.blogspot.com/2006/06/idiotic-ppl.html' title='Idiotic ppl'/><author><name>SweetJam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01866123702935002677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27575577.post-114950793959635356</id><published>2006-06-05T19:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-10T20:44:39.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'>long time no online!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;YO!!!&lt;br /&gt;hey guys.. i'm really, really, really sorry that i haven't been updating my blog lately... my reason... simply because... I CANT USE THE NET!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bloody **** oops.. haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well.. i've been extra busy coz of upcoming band concert vivala... oi!.. must go watch k!! =D and juz yesterday i've been hooked to the phone for about an hour or so... juz to call tons of ppl to confirm their status in the concert and their full name.. i had to call my gor... zheng yi also.. so i took the chance to take a break n chatted a few mins with him.. i asked him if he was as busy as i am during the time he was a concert major (they had concert that time too)... he said no. -.-'''. so i was like... "no?! are you sure? it seems wat i have been doing is much more than wat u did last time hor?". he laughed.. n said.. "ya lor!". ok.. forget it.. i resign to my fate...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;study camp for the past one week have been boring.. very, very boring.. lessons are like.. time-wasters.. and the 'motivational' talk have not been very 'motivational' either.. haha.. pasirians will noe wat i mean.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got a performance at pasir ris crest on 5 july.. i playing solo, and 1st one on the repetoire... i will be playing the timpani... the performance starts at 3 so im wondering how the hell am i gonna get there in time.. anyway.. invitation is open to all pasirians and teachers.. on one condition.... students who are attending it have to wear school uniform.. hehe... ok la.. u wan come then come.. don come also can... haha.. limited seats so be there early.. i don expect a lot of ppl bt if there is, i got friends to help me calm my nerves down.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok la.. i've crapped a lot liao.. LT said i was a mealworm during chem prac today.. -.-''' i actually skipped A maths!!! haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheerios peeps! live life to the fullest!! =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27575577-114950793959635356?l=sweetjamsweetworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetjamsweetworld.blogspot.com/feeds/114950793959635356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27575577&amp;postID=114950793959635356' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27575577/posts/default/114950793959635356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27575577/posts/default/114950793959635356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetjamsweetworld.blogspot.com/2006/06/long-time-no-online.html' title='long time no online!'/><author><name>SweetJam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01866123702935002677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27575577.post-114811201870923568</id><published>2006-05-20T15:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-20T16:00:18.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Post-exam... stress</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;yo peeps&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;sorry that i havent been writing... this is also gonna be a quick one...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;mid-yr exams are over.. but that means that Os are coming! chinese is on 29 may =S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I GOT B4 for my MUSIC!!!!! YAY!!! haha... so happy that i got an improvement of 3 grades!! haha.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;today is sir's birthday but the band celebrated it yesterday... i still remember the way that they poured water AND cake all over sir.. haha.. hanif gave him a 'scrub'!! haha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i juz came back from a 'focus group' discussion. organised by the national youth council n YES (youth employment service). they asked questions abt society n our decisions in life. haha.. talked for 1 hour.. then got refreshments.. best of all.. i got myself 2 free movie tickets! anyone wan to go with me? haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;ok lar.. mom screeming again.. peeps.. no matter wat ur results are, there's still hope ok?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;good luck! cheerios...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27575577-114811201870923568?l=sweetjamsweetworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetjamsweetworld.blogspot.com/feeds/114811201870923568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27575577&amp;postID=114811201870923568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27575577/posts/default/114811201870923568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27575577/posts/default/114811201870923568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetjamsweetworld.blogspot.com/2006/05/post-exam-stress_20.html' title='Post-exam... stress'/><author><name>SweetJam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01866123702935002677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27575577.post-114761144368514877</id><published>2006-05-14T20:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-14T20:57:23.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Guy</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i went out with a guy today. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;not juz a classmate, not juz a close friend, but perhaps a special someone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i cant believe it but it happened.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;oh my god. wat am i doing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;watched M.I.3. nice sia. hehe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27575577-114761144368514877?l=sweetjamsweetworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetjamsweetworld.blogspot.com/feeds/114761144368514877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27575577&amp;postID=114761144368514877' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27575577/posts/default/114761144368514877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27575577/posts/default/114761144368514877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetjamsweetworld.blogspot.com/2006/05/guy.html' title='A Guy'/><author><name>SweetJam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01866123702935002677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27575577.post-114715406694402741</id><published>2006-05-09T13:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-09T14:09:57.980+08:00</updated><title type='text'>good old memories...</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;on saturday when i went for tuition at freaking far aljunid (sorry gab :P), i met my teacher. haha.. lame..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was with qh at simei. then we took the lift up coz wanna avoid the crowd. when we reached the platform level, then i saw ms tan poh neo! we didnt talk coz she asked me to rush for the train that was about to leave.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;ms tan was my maths teacher from primary school. teach me during P3. at that level, ppl use pen liao bt she insists on us using pencil. then when u dont do her hw she still punish by beating de! she wacks the back of ur leg, the fleshy part beneath ur calves. haha.. song bo. haha... yup yup. i guess i have today is also mainly thanks to her. don have her ar.. i tink no me today ar. surprised that she still remembered me. hehe. she wrote in my AB (autograph book) that i've become from a little gal to a more confident young lady. *laughs* ok fine... guess some ppl puking when they read that. hahaz...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;mug mug mug! haha.. jia you for exams...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;bye peeps&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27575577-114715406694402741?l=sweetjamsweetworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetjamsweetworld.blogspot.com/feeds/114715406694402741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27575577&amp;postID=114715406694402741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27575577/posts/default/114715406694402741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27575577/posts/default/114715406694402741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetjamsweetworld.blogspot.com/2006/05/good-old-memories.html' title='good old memories...'/><author><name>SweetJam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01866123702935002677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27575577.post-114709813222000400</id><published>2006-05-08T22:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-08T22:40:28.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'>truth IS out</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hey peeps&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;juz came back from tuition. to all of u hu noes abt the bx-qh matter, i juz got one thing to say... &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;bx not the one hu did it. i swear.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ok.. look at this from an objective point of view... assuming both bx n qh are not lying, &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;qh says: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;she didnt terrorise bx's blog [tagboard]&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;she 'cant be bothered' to talk to her anymore, let alone harrass her&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;bx says: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;she had he computer locked up the whole week that the tags appeared&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;she didnt noe abt the vulgarites till she came online on 6th may&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;she did not sms or ask anyone to sms those u-noe-wat stuff&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;she did not talk abt this matter to anyone else, except to farah, faiz, n me of coz &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;she 'cant be bothered' abt their friendship anymore, let alone harass her &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;contradicting rite? i tink i'll be playing detective for this case. =P and the only reason i intervine, is because they 2 are my friends. thou they got no plans to be friends liao, bt still, im sandwitched between them. i'll be their pool of misunderstandings... as simple as that. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;moving rite along...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;whoever smsed LT, knew who LT is. hu ever are terrorising my 2 friends, most probably have something against the both of them. n the culprit is from our school.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i noe i maybe courting trouble with this culprit whoever it is, bt hey, like i said. all these are my friends. i wont let such a thing juz walk pass the lives of pasairans. ppl, i have experienced this kinda situation before. its irritatin, its mind-boggling n sometimes, it leaves u with sleepless nites. so if the culprit is reading this, pls stop what ever u are doing to my friends. u not only terrorise lives of other innocent ppl, but also makes the ppl around them feel tense all the time. if u think it's a joke to do such a thing, let me tell u, it's a stupid joke. put urself in these ppl's shoes. do u noe what u are doing?! justice will catch up with u and sooner or later, we'll noe hu u are. u have 2 choices now : 1) continue ur stuff but this time do it BIG, not afraid to show ppl hu u are n wat u'r unhappy with, or 2) choose to keep a low profile and stop totally wat u'r doing. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;think abt it. or live in guilt.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27575577-114709813222000400?l=sweetjamsweetworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetjamsweetworld.blogspot.com/feeds/114709813222000400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27575577&amp;postID=114709813222000400' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27575577/posts/default/114709813222000400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27575577/posts/default/114709813222000400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetjamsweetworld.blogspot.com/2006/05/truth-is-out.html' title='truth IS out'/><author><name>SweetJam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01866123702935002677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27575577.post-114707241007206211</id><published>2006-05-08T15:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-10T17:00:15.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Again?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i tink i have been cheated. again. i thought i was being very nice to fufil a guy's last dreams. he says he's sick. is it true? it sounds like it. operation. forbidden food. says he loves me but gave in to another gal first. msn nick says he n ?? together for ever. like i said, this world's getting more n more complicated. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;if u noe whu u are, good. now heed this warning: &lt;em&gt;if i ever find out u were toying with me, u better watch out. u'll regret... for life.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;its time truths are revealed. whether it's bx-qh or sj-zw. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27575577-114707241007206211?l=sweetjamsweetworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetjamsweetworld.blogspot.com/feeds/114707241007206211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27575577&amp;postID=114707241007206211' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27575577/posts/default/114707241007206211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27575577/posts/default/114707241007206211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetjamsweetworld.blogspot.com/2006/05/again.html' title='Again?'/><author><name>SweetJam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01866123702935002677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27575577.post-114698873974467981</id><published>2006-05-07T14:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-08T15:13:49.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'>election fever</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i slept at 2am last nite. watched the election results being announced one by one. i was doing something pretty lame while watching.. if u read the newspaper yesterday (straits times), inside the saturday specials there's a page which says its a guide to the election results that nite. when the results are announce, we juz tick the winner in the box. well, i did juz that. =D hahazz...&lt;br /&gt;but its really exciting to see the returning officer walk up to the rostrum and repeat," parlimentary elections 2006... ", and then announce the winning party for a GRC. anyway... the PAP won 82 seats n opposition won 2 seats... big diff sia! opposition jia lat liao. hahaz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these few days i'm so not into the exam mood lor.. i keep having the same problem whenever i finish my music exam... i donno why but its definately bothering me. toml's papers are humanities and mother toungue composition. to tell the truth, i haven really started on my humans. guess i'll have to push myself later... haiz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got a shock of my life when i saw fadhil with a cast on his hand. i hope he can recover fast sia.. if not we got one key player less.. die liao la!!! i haven told sir yet. fadhil said he gonna ask doctor how long he need to recover first. i don have high hopes for this.. but i still pray hard..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;get well soon fadhil.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27575577-114698873974467981?l=sweetjamsweetworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetjamsweetworld.blogspot.com/feeds/114698873974467981/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27575577&amp;postID=114698873974467981' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27575577/posts/default/114698873974467981'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27575577/posts/default/114698873974467981'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetjamsweetworld.blogspot.com/2006/05/election-fever.html' title='election fever'/><author><name>SweetJam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01866123702935002677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-27575577.post-114682172060160548</id><published>2006-05-05T17:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-05T17:35:20.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'>UNbelievable</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OMG. i actually created a blog... i donno why i did this... one moment i was chatting with qianhui online, n viewing her blog. next moment, im here typing my first entry. wierd... anyway, here i am.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;for 15 yrs.. i thot i lived my life great. all lessons learnt n wisdomed gained. bt juz 5 mths into my 16th life, i thot i was passing it with agony. some ppl noe why, some ppl dont. i noe why, but i dont understand so. situations are more confusing than i thot. especially after Mindchamps... how the hell did it get so complicated? i donno. *scratch head*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;upcoming elections... mr gomez.. he forgot to hand up a minority form for some minority cert. then kena criticized by pap until like its a gigantic issue like that... i dont think i ever wan to be involved in politics...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i need time to figure out... &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;if not i'll be scratching my head till it bleeds...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;help.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/27575577-114682172060160548?l=sweetjamsweetworld.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sweetjamsweetworld.blogspot.com/feeds/114682172060160548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=27575577&amp;postID=114682172060160548' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27575577/posts/default/114682172060160548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/27575577/posts/default/114682172060160548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sweetjamsweetworld.blogspot.com/2006/05/unbelievable.html' title='UNbelievable'/><author><name>SweetJam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01866123702935002677</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.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>
