<?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-9916989</id><updated>2012-03-17T06:06:44.925+08:00</updated><category term='pictures'/><category term='acapella'/><category term='neoprints'/><category term='HSM3 COUNTDOWN'/><category term='MERRY CHRISTMAS'/><category term='news'/><category term='graduation'/><category term='movies'/><category term='high school musical'/><category term='mr rantings'/><category term='sing'/><category term='FUNNY'/><category term='2/8RASCALS'/><category term='MYANZI.'/><category term='lyrics'/><category term='birthdays'/><category term='my rantings'/><category term='my best moments'/><category term='HSM'/><category term='family'/><category term='100th post'/><category term='stressed'/><category term='Quizzes'/><category term='my two cents'/><category term='ZANESSA'/><category term='200th post'/><category term='resolution.'/><category term='my life'/><category term='piano'/><category term='friends'/><category term='american idol'/><category term='TW pictures'/><category term='photography'/><category term='exams'/><category term='studies'/><category term='random'/><category term='best damn tour pictures'/><category term='3/6'/><category term='videos'/><category term='food for thought'/><category term='music'/><category term='letters to me'/><category term='school'/><category term='下一站幸福'/><category term='childen'/><category term='CNY'/><category term='life'/><category term='works of inspiration'/><category term='joe hisaishi'/><category term='NJRC'/><category term='thailand pictures'/><category term='love language'/><category term='random thoughts'/><category term='quotes'/><category term='ECH'/><category term='love'/><category term='choir'/><title type='text'>Confessions of a Sentimentalist</title><subtitle type='html'>thanks for the memories.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staxgazer.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9916989/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staxgazer.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9916989/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>GekTeng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02785725742190573756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TQ8aLJUmZ8I/AAAAAAAACI0/s554Msm6ydw/S220/Snapshot_20101004_16.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>345</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9916989.post-2058050613046039268</id><published>2012-01-18T20:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-13T10:34:21.482+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='resolution.'/><title type='text'>Sticky: Resolutions...</title><content type='html'>that can maybe evoke revolutions?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HMMS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I figured it's time to reflect and think about what I shall do and not do this year. Just gonna list down a couple of things that has been circling at the back of my mind these days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Donate blood. At least once.&lt;br /&gt;2. Get out of Singapore (and I don't mean Malaysia), at least once.&lt;br /&gt;3. Post at least a picture everyday or every other day in my photo blog.&lt;br /&gt;4. Try registering for a relief teacher for neighbourhood schools during the vacation.&lt;br /&gt;5. Get a ukelele.&lt;br /&gt;6. &lt;s&gt;GET AN IKEA SHELF FOR GOD'S SAKE!&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. &lt;s&gt;Time to pack my room for the Chinese New Year! (time is running out!)&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Get a new lens? Maybe?&lt;br /&gt;9. Make use of my 1yo gigantic IKEA photo frame already! Time to print those memorable and awesome pictures out and SHOW OFF!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's it for now. I'm gonna go try fulfil my 3rd resolution in a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also note that I didn't write 'stop procrastinating and leaving things to the last minute.' In my honest opinion, new year resolutions are not a list of your downsides. As a matter of fact, to me, it's a list of goals - ATTAINABLE ones - that you target to have it done by the end of the year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being a realistic person who knows myself best, I know I'll forever be a procrastinator. So let's just add one more resolution to clear this up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. To hand in my work on time and remember to SafeAssign.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This I can do. Hopefully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I went forward a year in a desperate attempt to make this post sticky. Haha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9916989-2058050613046039268?l=staxgazer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staxgazer.blogspot.com/feeds/2058050613046039268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9916989&amp;postID=2058050613046039268' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9916989/posts/default/2058050613046039268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9916989/posts/default/2058050613046039268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staxgazer.blogspot.com/2011/01/resolutions.html' title='Sticky: Resolutions...'/><author><name>GekTeng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02785725742190573756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TQ8aLJUmZ8I/AAAAAAAACI0/s554Msm6ydw/S220/Snapshot_20101004_16.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9916989.post-8581939370091243755</id><published>2011-03-24T17:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-24T17:05:24.731+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Big Move!</title><content type='html'>Wow, as I'm typing this, I feel I've betrayed my long-time friend, Blogger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've moved ALL my posts here into my wordpress blog, which I've revamped it AGAIN. See, I'm so bored I do these things. But it's such a great feeling to see everything all nice and tidy on my wordpress blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do take a look! And psst, there's no more bangphotography. Heh, now, it's just a part of the wordpress blog, &lt;a href="http://www.staxgazer.wordpress.com"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WWW.STAXGAZER.WORDPRESS.COM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you there! Hahahahaha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9916989-8581939370091243755?l=staxgazer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staxgazer.blogspot.com/feeds/8581939370091243755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9916989&amp;postID=8581939370091243755' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9916989/posts/default/8581939370091243755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9916989/posts/default/8581939370091243755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staxgazer.blogspot.com/2011/03/big-move.html' title='The Big Move!'/><author><name>GekTeng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02785725742190573756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TQ8aLJUmZ8I/AAAAAAAACI0/s554Msm6ydw/S220/Snapshot_20101004_16.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9916989.post-7227959902124485120</id><published>2011-03-18T13:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-18T14:13:24.325+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quotes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Let's waste time, downloading stuffs.</title><content type='html'>Technically it's not wasting time, but times like these... home alone during the holidays... are meant to be boring and meaningless and everything I don't want it to be. But sometimes MEEEEE time is unusually peaceful and serene too! Depends on your perspective la, sometimes it makes me go bonkers. Especially when I'm PMS-ing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But these days, I don't know whether it's because of my happy hormones or just plainly because things are just going smoothly for me or whatever, I'm enjoying my holidays just as much! Went out during the past2 days, and boy, I did lots of shopping YIPPEEEEE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not for clothes, actually, but more on books...records... and all that stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't really wanna elaborate too much, I'm still transferring videos into my iphone, which is taking a hell out of my time. Gotta figure out a pattern to work out those things! Oh yeah, the best thing about yesterday was that both Mom and Dad took leave and we spent out 'mini sunday' back to NP to get all my free programmes back on my Fujitsu! And not that I'm over-paranoid or whatever - which I really don't think I am - but just now the HD stopped responding and I had to force shut it down. Argh. I swear I'll save up and get a Macbook pro before I graduate from NP. And that MS Office software that costs less than 20 bucks! I'm really beginning to see the perks of being a local student. In Singapore context, I mean. I wonder if foreign schools actually have this kind of benefits for students? But the softwares are really a good buy. Will remember to get it before I graduate I SWEAR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay then we went around shopping and eating and eating and shopping. I bought Goodbye Lullabye! WOOHOO! I mean my mom bought it for me. DOUBLE WOOHOOO!!! I feel I'm getting so stingy about my finances and all that nowadays. HMMS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay Wednesday was just a trip to town to get some pop up books I adore. Like the Little Prince Deluxe pop up edition. YEAH, THAT. And many others. Well not much, if not I'll be broke by now. Heh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh! I met up with the BITCHES for dinner on Monday too! It's so funny, Jerica and Shuhui came by to watch some movies before meeting for dinner. Insider story, but I'll remember this forever. Maybe even confess to my mother about what happened when I'm older. And legal. I mean 21. But it's so much fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other days are spent at home or at ahma's. So nice, I kind of like to play with Jovianne. She's so cute and all that, but meltdowns, it's a nono for me. Hahaha, see, that's some advantages of not being a mother to a kid. You can simply avoid the meltdowns and get away ASAP, not being responsible for anything. And oh my, I do sound very irresponsible! Especially when I'm with people who are more responsible for thinggs compared to me. Ah, I'm sidetracking and babbling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevermind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Channel U is showing this awesome show about private investigaters and solving cases and all that. Kind of like a sitcom, where there's funny things that happened every now and then. And so, after solving a case - currently only 2 - this madam will type a report and conclude about the mission. I've been keeping a mental track of those quotes from her since day 1:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Temptation is like poison coated with sugar. Once the sugar melts after tasting it, it's just too late to escape from the poison.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Behind every photograph, there are stories only the photographer knows themselves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something like that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9916989-7227959902124485120?l=staxgazer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staxgazer.blogspot.com/feeds/7227959902124485120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9916989&amp;postID=7227959902124485120' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9916989/posts/default/7227959902124485120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9916989/posts/default/7227959902124485120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staxgazer.blogspot.com/2011/03/lets-waste-time-downloading-stuffs.html' title='Let&apos;s waste time, downloading stuffs.'/><author><name>GekTeng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02785725742190573756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TQ8aLJUmZ8I/AAAAAAAACI0/s554Msm6ydw/S220/Snapshot_20101004_16.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9916989.post-4723555041941466748</id><published>2011-03-08T10:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-08T10:28:12.843+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my rantings'/><title type='text'>Yesterday Once More... Please?</title><content type='html'>Simply loved yesterday to bits! I was out for the whole day and it never felt better! I just love it when I go to the great outdoors, especially with oldies like Shuhui, Jerica and the other bitches! It was so fun, however it was only us 3 who went out yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argh, I was supposed to have gotten my free softwares like Photoshop and MS Office by now. Yesterday's trip back to NP was completely a waste. I forgot to bring the proof of change of harddisk and the IT personnel didn't want to help me get back all the softwares. Completely wasted trip. Aiyooooo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shuhui and I shopped for a bit at IMM, where I tried on so many clothes I felt so malu I didn't buy any of them. HEHE! Oh yeah, the new Kbox outlet at CCK was the bomb! Super new facilities and I was even able to record and bluetooth my new cover, Listen by Beyonce to my phone! Furthermore, ONLY $6 FOR 3 HOURS! Okay, 2.5hours to be exact, but we sure had fun! Gotta go there with MAwar and Yana sometime! YEEEEHAWW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so it was so fun we decided to extend the timing and pay another 6 bucks to sing til 7, but unfortunately bookings were full): Us last-minuters decided to catch I AM NUMBER 4 at Lot 1 shopping mall instead. Ahahaha, don't you just love the excitement of UNPREDICTABILITY? It was 4.45Pm and we managed to get really good seats for the 5.10PM slot. Seriously, when we got in the theatre I realised the whole row was taken by only the 3 of us. BEYOND AWESOME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahyi told me to get some goodies for her colleagues as her thank-you-for-your-well-wishes-while-i-got-2-months-of-paid-leave-at-home-cos-i-fractured-my-bone-when-i-fell-into-the-drain-while-walking gifts. Luckily Shuhui was around to make the experience more enjoyable and less stressful for me. Surprisingly I lugged everything, yes, CHOCOLATES AND JUNKFOOD WORTH S$106.25 home by MYSELF. Thank you very much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And actually, I wouldn't mind not having a job for the whole of my entire 1.5 months of vacation. See the point? I don't feel like slogging out for more money when you get to rest, then start year 2 with a not-so-good-note. Oh, come on! Holidays and vacations are meant to be enjoyed! I'm not even pressed for money, truthfully. I think my current temporary income of a meek $80 a month from tuition is enough to keep me alive.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9916989-4723555041941466748?l=staxgazer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staxgazer.blogspot.com/feeds/4723555041941466748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9916989&amp;postID=4723555041941466748' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9916989/posts/default/4723555041941466748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9916989/posts/default/4723555041941466748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staxgazer.blogspot.com/2011/03/yesterday-once-more-please.html' title='Yesterday Once More... Please?'/><author><name>GekTeng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02785725742190573756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TQ8aLJUmZ8I/AAAAAAAACI0/s554Msm6ydw/S220/Snapshot_20101004_16.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9916989.post-6339199840778461682</id><published>2011-02-26T23:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-26T23:22:30.161+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love language'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my rantings'/><title type='text'>Love Language.</title><content type='html'>Sad Saturday for me. Meaningless and boring and emo. AND REDUNDANT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now I know my love language. I didn't read the book, there's just so many thoughts and doubts and &lt;s&gt;curses&lt;/s&gt; worries circling in my head the whole time and it suddenly came to me that I HAVE TO know my love language. Ms Lavina spoke about this once in a class, I recalled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I did the test on this &lt;a href="http://www.5lovelanguages.com/assessments/love/"&gt;website&lt;/a&gt;, I already kind of know what mine is, and turned out, I WAS RIGHT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold;" id="resultstitle"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="font-weight: bold;" id="resultstitle"&gt;Quality Time&lt;/div&gt;     &lt;div id="resultstext"&gt;&lt;p&gt;In Quality Time, nothing says “I love you”  like full, undivided attention. Being there for this type of person is  critical, but really being there—with the TV off, fork and knife down,  and all chores and tasks on standby—makes you feel truly special and  loved. &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Distractions, postponed activities, or the failure to listen can  be especially hurtful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;TADA! There you have it. What's next? I don't know. One thing for sure, I know Mom won't know this, nor am I gonna be telling her or whatever. It just seem meaningless. Maybe I should get her the book. Ah, forget it. I'm so not in the mood to talk to her. Not for what she did, but what she DIDN'T do. OR am I just over-sensitive? Overreacting?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For now, my love cup (or whatever it's called) is empty. E M P T Y.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But then again, what's the use of knowing your own love language? Am I gonna spend QUALITY TIME WITH MYSELF? Yeah right, way to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall share this thing with ahyi once I get to ahma's place, and find out about hers too! Here's something to look forward to, right? RIGHT?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looks like I'm really not coping well emotionally. Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9916989-6339199840778461682?l=staxgazer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staxgazer.blogspot.com/feeds/6339199840778461682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9916989&amp;postID=6339199840778461682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9916989/posts/default/6339199840778461682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9916989/posts/default/6339199840778461682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staxgazer.blogspot.com/2011/02/love-language.html' title='Love Language.'/><author><name>GekTeng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02785725742190573756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TQ8aLJUmZ8I/AAAAAAAACI0/s554Msm6ydw/S220/Snapshot_20101004_16.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9916989.post-4597323226653105140</id><published>2011-02-17T21:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-17T22:15:30.373+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ECH'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>Endings.</title><content type='html'>Perfect? Happy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, I don't care. What matters most, I think, is how much you've taken away from it. What have you learnt? What have you experienced? What are the new encounters? New people?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doing the annual conclusion now seems rather appropriate - I've completed all my assignments (like finally!), all except one module have wrapped up, souvenirs given. I can't believe tomorrow's really the last day of my 1st year in poly. Seriously, how did I get here?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I have to admit, in the midst of YOG, elearning weeks and vacations, our holidays are SUPER LONG. They are probably as long as our schooling days. But well, it's been a fun ride. Met new people, no matter how much I hate about opening myself up to more people and all, I have to. And it all comes down to those who have stayed; those that I've chosen to stay with. Can't really imagine life without friends, so here's to Mawar, Yana, Hafiza, Evangeline, Aisyah and Raihanna! It's been such an interesting year yaw!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's so good to still have old friends like Shuhui and gang. I loved that we still made a point to keep in contact, host stayovers, celebrate birthdays and all that. Making a point to still meet up and catch up with each other's lives! (No matter how different they have all become...) It's so wonderful we still interact and gossip and yack like those good ol' secondary school days, when we're still in that pure innocent lives of ours. Simple sweet and happy. Those days are always one of the best moments of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me Yana and MAwar had this so-called end of semester celebration today. Karaoke was too expensive and we settled for a movie instead. Oh my, we had so much fun! And I laughed so loudly in the cinema, but I don't care. Somehow, it reminded me of the days where me and Isabel will always be the dramamamas of the whole cinema.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Attachment has also come to an end. Mixed feelings - that's what I call it. I often wonder how it would be like if we actually stayed on at Kindercare. But I stopped thinking already. Sigh, it's always like this, it's always when that something in your life is about to disappear, that you begin to regret for all the negative feelings you once had at first. It has always been like that for me. Ah but now, I'll miss the kids soooo much. It's such a pity I only get to know the mature K2 kids towards the last 2 weeks of my attachment. I felt soooo bad for not being able to do the art lesson for everyone last Tuesday. I think this will be one of the regrets of my whole life. I wonder if the kids will miss me? Or even remember me? I don't think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm gonna name my future daughter Caitlin. Or Kaitlyn. Oh, and Arielene too. Or Annabelle. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And how can I forget sons? Jayden will be on the top of my list and Asher and...?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were once soo much words and feelings in my head, but I don't know why it has all gone to where it seemed impossible to locate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I'll just continue to go with the flow. Be more confident. And contented. Don't complain too much! Everything has its own good and bad, depends on how you see it. And all these memories? Stored and locked inside my head for as long as I live.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna go have my beauty sleep soon, late class tomorrow! YAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just keep swimming, just keep swimming~~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9916989-4597323226653105140?l=staxgazer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staxgazer.blogspot.com/feeds/4597323226653105140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9916989&amp;postID=4597323226653105140' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9916989/posts/default/4597323226653105140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9916989/posts/default/4597323226653105140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staxgazer.blogspot.com/2011/02/endings.html' title='Endings.'/><author><name>GekTeng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02785725742190573756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TQ8aLJUmZ8I/AAAAAAAACI0/s554Msm6ydw/S220/Snapshot_20101004_16.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9916989.post-7278960544787650953</id><published>2011-02-15T22:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-15T22:49:26.023+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='childen'/><title type='text'>i.... have no mood.</title><content type='html'>Here it is. I opened this page up and also a baby blog I've been gushng about and following for quite a while now. The latest post from the Mom really breaks my heart. Sigh, I shall not mention it now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's so sad. No child in the world should ever suffer from pain and illnesses and what-nots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should be blogging about today, but I don't have the mood to do so right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow then.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9916989-7278960544787650953?l=staxgazer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staxgazer.blogspot.com/feeds/7278960544787650953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9916989&amp;postID=7278960544787650953' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9916989/posts/default/7278960544787650953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9916989/posts/default/7278960544787650953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staxgazer.blogspot.com/2011/02/i-have-no-mood.html' title='i.... have no mood.'/><author><name>GekTeng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02785725742190573756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TQ8aLJUmZ8I/AAAAAAAACI0/s554Msm6ydw/S220/Snapshot_20101004_16.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9916989.post-8665430063866121926</id><published>2011-02-13T00:27:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-13T00:57:42.364+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CNY'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>Old friends, new memories.</title><content type='html'>Yay! I'm so proud of myself that in spite of today being a fun fun fun day, I still managed to get some school work done. Shuhui, Isabel, Xinying, Weiloke, Yonglin, Rahayu and I went visiting for Chinese New Year today and it was so so soooooo fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We played monopoly deal and some poker at ahma's then went to my place to play mahjong until almost midnight. They've just left, and I figured I'll spend some time after bathing to do some blogging instead of continueing with my work! No worries, I'll leave that for tomorrow morning, when I'm clear and fresh and wide awake!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still can't believe it's almost the end of the semester though, but the lesson implementation with the supervisor is still giving me the jitters and the creeps. I seriously don't know what to expect, and ahhhh I hate this feeling of not knowing and whatever. Hopefully I'll make it. Keeping my fingers crossed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WeiLoke's Canon 550D is making me doubt my decision for purchasing my Nikon. AHHHHH all thew wrong choices I made. But it happens, don't they? I think the next camera I'll get for myself after my 3-year warranty finishes will be a Canon. Sorry, Nikon, but... you know. Oh yeah, I won't get the plastic-ky feeling basic kit lens though. It just feels so cheapo and fake. But I'm loving how Canon's pictures look already, compared to mine. Hmm. Maybe it's the different screen resolution that made me think this way? Well, I still have a long way to go, and it's not that important too. I'm just learning and having fun. We'll see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's such a good feeling to have old friends gather together and doing the same thing. Haha, I loved it that we didn't change and were still as hyper and high as always. There's not even a tinge of awkwardness and whatsoever. Everything just goes and flows and all that. It's so good to know that at the end of the day, there'll be someone there whom you know you can trust with your life. Someone other than family I mean. It's good to know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I had so much fun, just like all the other previous years!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2009...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6j7QZyit6-U/TVa68BlwPII/AAAAAAAACMM/of39n0gmv1Y/s1600/002%2BCNY%2BDAY%2B3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6j7QZyit6-U/TVa68BlwPII/AAAAAAAACMM/of39n0gmv1Y/s320/002%2BCNY%2BDAY%2B3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572847129299270786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2010...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OPPvwywJ5sI/TVa68Y0Rv8I/AAAAAAAACMU/lUvwtJ4nurQ/s1600/IMG_0193.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-OPPvwywJ5sI/TVa68Y0Rv8I/AAAAAAAACMU/lUvwtJ4nurQ/s320/IMG_0193.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572847135534202818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2011...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bOcjvGsZgX8/TVa71e8VRcI/AAAAAAAACMc/gnIqp8jxztU/s1600/IMG_5518a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-bOcjvGsZgX8/TVa71e8VRcI/AAAAAAAACMc/gnIqp8jxztU/s320/IMG_5518a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5572848116431144386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've grown in our own ways and leading our own paths... but when we gather together, nothing ever changes. THANK GOD FOR FRIENDS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, you know what's the best thing? We always made it a point to go ahma's to eat and SHOOT OUR GROUP SHOT AT THE SAME PLACE EVERY YEAR!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9916989-8665430063866121926?l=staxgazer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staxgazer.blogspot.com/feeds/8665430063866121926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9916989&amp;postID=8665430063866121926' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9916989/posts/default/8665430063866121926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9916989/posts/default/8665430063866121926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staxgazer.blogspot.com/2011/02/old-friends-new-memories.html' title='Old friends, new memories.'/><author><name>GekTeng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02785725742190573756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TQ8aLJUmZ8I/AAAAAAAACI0/s554Msm6ydw/S220/Snapshot_20101004_16.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6j7QZyit6-U/TVa68BlwPII/AAAAAAAACMM/of39n0gmv1Y/s72-c/002%2BCNY%2BDAY%2B3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9916989.post-58666669823440160</id><published>2011-01-31T00:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-31T00:21:14.887+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quotes'/><title type='text'>Too true.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.imgfav.tumblr.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 276px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5568014434801155282" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TUWPoLqR_NI/AAAAAAAACMA/S7G48RPgULY/s400/tumblr_lfua36z5Pp1qb6t6wo1_500.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to think about it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9916989-58666669823440160?l=staxgazer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staxgazer.blogspot.com/feeds/58666669823440160/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9916989&amp;postID=58666669823440160' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9916989/posts/default/58666669823440160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9916989/posts/default/58666669823440160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staxgazer.blogspot.com/2011/01/too-true.html' title='Too true.'/><author><name>GekTeng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02785725742190573756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TQ8aLJUmZ8I/AAAAAAAACI0/s554Msm6ydw/S220/Snapshot_20101004_16.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TUWPoLqR_NI/AAAAAAAACMA/S7G48RPgULY/s72-c/tumblr_lfua36z5Pp1qb6t6wo1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9916989.post-6157915998251815486</id><published>2011-01-25T22:18:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-25T22:22:37.403+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='videos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><title type='text'>INSPIRED.</title><content type='html'>Initially I just wanted to postt his on my photo blog, but I thought it was too good not to be posted here! I found this on the net, and WOWWOWOWOWOOWWW!! I wonder how they did this time-lapse thing. Must have spent quite a while doing it up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EVERYONE SHOULD WATCH IT. I've watched it sooo many times I think I'm gonna go crazy. Okay! Off to watch other videos of &lt;a href="http://www.mindrelic.com"&gt;Mindrelic&lt;/a&gt;! Enjoy this video, and BE INSPIRED! Just like I did!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://player.vimeo.com/video/18554749" width="400" height="225" frameborder="0"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/18554749"&gt;NYC - Mindrelic Timelapse&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/mindrelic"&gt;Mindrelic&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com"&gt;Vimeo&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9916989-6157915998251815486?l=staxgazer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staxgazer.blogspot.com/feeds/6157915998251815486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9916989&amp;postID=6157915998251815486' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9916989/posts/default/6157915998251815486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9916989/posts/default/6157915998251815486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staxgazer.blogspot.com/2011/01/inspired.html' title='INSPIRED.'/><author><name>GekTeng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02785725742190573756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TQ8aLJUmZ8I/AAAAAAAACI0/s554Msm6ydw/S220/Snapshot_20101004_16.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9916989.post-6175492927736897782</id><published>2011-01-24T21:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-24T22:29:24.003+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>To listen and be heard.</title><content type='html'>Isn't this a great thing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To know that people actually listens to what you're saying and to hear what others have to say? This, is what I call effective communication. Or interaction, I suppose. I haven't had anyone who has listened so sincerely to me for such a long time, and it's such a great feeling to have, especially when it is evoked from someone in Poly. Thanks, Hafiza for having a listening ear, I had soooooo much fun talking with you, you know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not that my BFFs like Shuhui don't listen to what I say, but I hadn't really expected I would find a person to really share my guts out and in turn return the favour by listening to them talk here in Poly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't worry, BITCHES, you're still the best!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listening, to me, is such a great skill to have. If you just talk incessantly, no one will listen to you. And it's such a pleasure to be listening and to understand what people has to say, it's such a nice thing to do. Just shut up and listen. To the people around you, to your surroundings, to everyone and everything. Sometimes, you learn and experience more when listening, and not talking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love to share my thoughts. And I like to know that people appreciates them and listens to what I have to say. This is important to me. Unless you don't want me to talk. Haha! (I can be more than a little irritating sometimes too!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Effective communication and interaction sounds so easy, but are listening and speaking at the right times as easy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For me, not really. But it's an experience. A great one. It's so good to listen to what others have to say, it's even a better feeling when you can relate to their words and feelings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You just have to find the right person to share, and talk, and have a hell of a great time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a wonderful day today!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9916989-6175492927736897782?l=staxgazer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staxgazer.blogspot.com/feeds/6175492927736897782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9916989&amp;postID=6175492927736897782' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9916989/posts/default/6175492927736897782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9916989/posts/default/6175492927736897782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staxgazer.blogspot.com/2011/01/to-listen-and-be-heard.html' title='To listen and be heard.'/><author><name>GekTeng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02785725742190573756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TQ8aLJUmZ8I/AAAAAAAACI0/s554Msm6ydw/S220/Snapshot_20101004_16.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9916989.post-233748788509405042</id><published>2011-01-20T20:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-20T20:49:10.247+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I feel real bad and real sad.</title><content type='html'>Haven't been having these types of feelings for a while now. It's the fear of not being accepted, and having people to talk behind your back and all that dramamama. Hais. I don't know. Lately my hormones have been going bonkers and it affects everything I do and how I think. I hate to be this me. Haven't been talking good to Mom and I don't even care. I forgot about things and end up my friends suffer. I think too much and I worry about everything and anything. I'm sorry la, Yana! And Mawar! I feel so bad I wanna cry. But I really can't make it tomorrow. This is so guilt-wrenching no one should ever suffer from this feeling ever again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll blog when I get better.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9916989-233748788509405042?l=staxgazer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staxgazer.blogspot.com/feeds/233748788509405042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9916989&amp;postID=233748788509405042' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9916989/posts/default/233748788509405042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9916989/posts/default/233748788509405042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staxgazer.blogspot.com/2011/01/i-feel-real-bad-and-real-sad.html' title='I feel real bad and real sad.'/><author><name>GekTeng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02785725742190573756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TQ8aLJUmZ8I/AAAAAAAACI0/s554Msm6ydw/S220/Snapshot_20101004_16.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9916989.post-7719969400869269736</id><published>2011-01-19T23:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-19T23:54:07.431+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my rantings'/><title type='text'>Emotional Wreck.</title><content type='html'>Yes, this is what school, family, peers and everything and anything in between can do to you. It sucks even more when you come back to a solemn and silent house after being so high and happy back at Kids Amaze. Another thing shall be PMS. But whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like crying. Ahhhhh I miss the noisiness at Ahma's, my room being in a mess makes me don't wanna come home even more. Dealing with peers can be a frustrating and complicating, yet interesting thing to do. I have finally completed my todos for tonight seeing the last page of my essay printed out. There's no more time to watch Running Man and heighten my spirits.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter what, I'm just who I am, take it or leave it. I feel so helpless not able to sound my feelings and all the negativity in my body out. Hopefully it desn't poison me. Sigh, I'm so not in the right mood for anything. Goodnight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh I wanna talk to Shuhui like right now. RIGHT NOW)':&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9916989-7719969400869269736?l=staxgazer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staxgazer.blogspot.com/feeds/7719969400869269736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9916989&amp;postID=7719969400869269736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9916989/posts/default/7719969400869269736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9916989/posts/default/7719969400869269736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staxgazer.blogspot.com/2011/01/emotional-wreck.html' title='Emotional Wreck.'/><author><name>GekTeng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02785725742190573756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TQ8aLJUmZ8I/AAAAAAAACI0/s554Msm6ydw/S220/Snapshot_20101004_16.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9916989.post-984437439193466710</id><published>2011-01-17T21:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-17T21:57:02.124+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>18 plus a little bit.</title><content type='html'>Okay, this was posted a bit late, and I feel so bad about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now a recent problem I have is that I have 2 blogs and I DON'T KNOW how to distinguish which kind of post is for which blog, and I HAVEN'T BEEN POSTING EVERYDAY for a while now. And also, I took pictures but I'm just too plain lazy to load it up on the computer and maybe do some post processing. And so for the delayed post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've received so much love during my 18th birthday that I decided, hell come high water and all that, I'm gonna post about it to remind me of how fortunate I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Funny but true, this was what I posted in &lt;a href="http://www.bangphotography.wordpress.com/"&gt;Wordpress&lt;/a&gt; but then made it a private post because of my confusion as to which blog is this content for. I decided this shalll be the blog. Heh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And here it goes~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Blessed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am blessed. I am so blessed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MEALS, 3 or more in a day,&lt;br /&gt;BED, lots of late nights, but comfy enough in many ways,&lt;br /&gt;SCHOOL that is sometimes annoying but fun(in a way!),&lt;br /&gt;FRIENDS that ridicule and tease but care,&lt;br /&gt;FAMILY that often irritates but loves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TTRJYWX87NI/AAAAAAAACLw/j1EK55lnwfQ/s1600/DSC_0510.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TTRJYWX87NI/AAAAAAAACLw/j1EK55lnwfQ/s320/DSC_0510.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563152122381135058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TTRJYkJGpOI/AAAAAAAACL4/O5WfBtqUMac/s1600/DSC_0511.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TTRJYkJGpOI/AAAAAAAACL4/O5WfBtqUMac/s320/DSC_0511.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5563152126076953826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, should there be more I should/could have asked for? I think not at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, just a new ikea shelf to store and display all my life treasures. How about that?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9916989-984437439193466710?l=staxgazer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staxgazer.blogspot.com/feeds/984437439193466710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9916989&amp;postID=984437439193466710' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9916989/posts/default/984437439193466710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9916989/posts/default/984437439193466710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staxgazer.blogspot.com/2011/01/18-plus-little-bit.html' title='18 plus a little bit.'/><author><name>GekTeng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02785725742190573756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TQ8aLJUmZ8I/AAAAAAAACI0/s554Msm6ydw/S220/Snapshot_20101004_16.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TTRJYWX87NI/AAAAAAAACLw/j1EK55lnwfQ/s72-c/DSC_0510.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9916989.post-3495416866883781355</id><published>2011-01-09T20:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-09T20:46:39.125+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><title type='text'>PERSPECTIVE BANG</title><content type='html'>Yep! I'm proud to present to you... My photo blog! I'm currently taking on Project 365 and will be posting pictures EVERYDAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alternatively, You can go to my &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/bang-gekteng"&gt;Flickr&lt;/a&gt; to see what I've uploaded there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, &lt;a href="http://www.bangphotography.wordpress.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;'s the link to my photo blog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, back to assignments, TOOTLES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/Users/ahTING%21/AppData/Local/Temp/moz-screenshot.png" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/Users/ahTING%21/AppData/Local/Temp/moz-screenshot-1.png" alt="" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9916989-3495416866883781355?l=staxgazer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staxgazer.blogspot.com/feeds/3495416866883781355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9916989&amp;postID=3495416866883781355' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9916989/posts/default/3495416866883781355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9916989/posts/default/3495416866883781355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staxgazer.blogspot.com/2011/01/perspective-bang.html' title='PERSPECTIVE BANG'/><author><name>GekTeng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02785725742190573756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TQ8aLJUmZ8I/AAAAAAAACI0/s554Msm6ydw/S220/Snapshot_20101004_16.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9916989.post-6970018438487264985</id><published>2011-01-05T17:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-05T17:11:07.647+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='videos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>new favourite song!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/WasmZyQ6ZIs?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/WasmZyQ6ZIs?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was watching reruns of the American Music Awards 2010 yesterday and OOHHHH MAN, I love this song as soon as the acoustic verses came on. And true enough, the lyrics are just as likable as the song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Times Like These by Kid Rock.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lakes and pines they bleed of beauty and grace&lt;br /&gt;And the rivers they run wild like an endless race&lt;br /&gt;The forests soar so high then fall to the sea&lt;br /&gt;As church bells ring and sing in harmony&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I heard them say they're shuttin' Detroit down&lt;br /&gt;But I won't leave cuz' this is my hometown&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And it's times like these we can't replace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It's times like these we must embrace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And even though it's bittersweet and brings us to our knees&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It makes us who we are, in times like these&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;The concrete and steel stand strong against the wind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;With the memories of what was and what has been&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sounds of sweet soul music and blue-collar blues&lt;br /&gt;There were 17 colors for a Chevy all red white and blue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I heard them say that you can't save that town&lt;br /&gt;But I won't leave, I will stand my ground&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it's times like these we can't replace&lt;br /&gt;It's times like these we must embrace&lt;br /&gt;And even though it's bittersweet and brings us to our knees&lt;br /&gt;It makes us who we are, in times like these&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ice and snow give way to a new spring bloom&lt;br /&gt;In the wake that hope and faith they will be home soon&lt;br /&gt;A new day dawns as the good Lord shines from above&lt;br /&gt;Cuz in the rubble and rust there remains a whole lotta love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I was here watchin' it all go down&lt;br /&gt;And I'll still be, when it comes back around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it's times like these we can't replace&lt;br /&gt;It's times like these we must embrace&lt;br /&gt;And even though it's bittersweet and brings us to our knees&lt;br /&gt;It makes us who we are, in times like these&lt;br /&gt;It makes us who we are in times like these&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9916989-6970018438487264985?l=staxgazer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staxgazer.blogspot.com/feeds/6970018438487264985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9916989&amp;postID=6970018438487264985' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9916989/posts/default/6970018438487264985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9916989/posts/default/6970018438487264985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staxgazer.blogspot.com/2011/01/new-favourite-song.html' title='new favourite song!'/><author><name>GekTeng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02785725742190573756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TQ8aLJUmZ8I/AAAAAAAACI0/s554Msm6ydw/S220/Snapshot_20101004_16.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9916989.post-96657298084395125</id><published>2011-01-03T11:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-03T15:12:48.544+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Jovianne and my VERY FIRST!</title><content type='html'>Jovianne's very FIRST birthday, and thanks to her,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY very FIRST experience as an event photographer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TWO WORDS: NOT EASY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Started and ended within 30 minutes, but I think my most shutter count goes to this event. Hehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I always say, a picture speaks a thousand words, so let's see how much I'll upload. Oh yeah, did I mention the two-tier cake is AWESOME?! Lemon and strawberry flavours, YUUUUUUMMM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TSCllFsbkYI/AAAAAAAACLI/sedSQSYBmco/s1600/DSC_0079a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TSCllFsbkYI/AAAAAAAACLI/sedSQSYBmco/s320/DSC_0079a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557623996777468290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TSCmbSfIPlI/AAAAAAAACLQ/USzD1476-ic/s1600/DSC_0173a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TSCmbSfIPlI/AAAAAAAACLQ/USzD1476-ic/s320/DSC_0173a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557624927924272722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TSCniZcliII/AAAAAAAACLY/Vb6wYs34zFU/s1600/DSC_0146.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TSCniZcliII/AAAAAAAACLY/Vb6wYs34zFU/s320/DSC_0146.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557626149563369602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TSCschYkroI/AAAAAAAACLo/1ea50KZrVMQ/s1600/DSC_0272.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TSCschYkroI/AAAAAAAACLo/1ea50KZrVMQ/s320/DSC_0272.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557631546172944002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9916989-96657298084395125?l=staxgazer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staxgazer.blogspot.com/feeds/96657298084395125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9916989&amp;postID=96657298084395125' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9916989/posts/default/96657298084395125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9916989/posts/default/96657298084395125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staxgazer.blogspot.com/2011/01/jovianne-and-my-very-first.html' title='Jovianne and my VERY FIRST!'/><author><name>GekTeng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02785725742190573756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TQ8aLJUmZ8I/AAAAAAAACI0/s554Msm6ydw/S220/Snapshot_20101004_16.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TSCllFsbkYI/AAAAAAAACLI/sedSQSYBmco/s72-c/DSC_0079a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9916989.post-7308938384424902235</id><published>2011-01-02T23:35:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-02T23:54:28.934+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>On the last day of 2010...</title><content type='html'>Okay! It's a little late for me to post this, but I sure have fun things to share! Outings with old friends will never EVER be boring, and it's a reminder of who you are! Oh, those memories, I will hold them ever so dearly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So! We went to Vivo for my iPhone warranty, and I got the phone immediately! Which was surprising, but in a good sense(: The queue was damn long, and it's people mountain people sea there, if you ask me. I've never seen such nice long queues for the scanning of the ezlink card (except that one woman who kept squeezing and cutting queues while complaining to her 4-5yo son of the crowd-.-). We ate at food republic and I ate lei cha! OMG so nice man! I haven't ate this delicacy since lantern festival at Shuhui's last year. YUMYUM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We changed our plans and went directly to Teo Heng instead of playing water first. But very nice, 10+ bucks for 4 hours! At night somemore! Only Mom who didn't know the karaoke market will think it's expensive. Piss me off ah. ZZZ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was feeling ever so skeptical about going to ulu ulu Waterfront for countdown, but there was so many people it's suffocating. I didn't even have the space for catching the fireworks put up at the other coast Malaysia. But it was oh-so-very-the-nice! We played with our own fireworks thing and decided to call it a night, BACK TO SHUHUI'S!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TSCdtw0iJwI/AAAAAAAACK4/SKYX-iCwO50/s1600/DSC_0069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TSCdtw0iJwI/AAAAAAAACK4/SKYX-iCwO50/s320/DSC_0069.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557615349700110082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, sleepovers are always fun, we played monopoly deal and mahjong and talked and laughed for what seemed like hours. Okay, it's hours, to be honest. Everyone kinda vowed to only go to sleep after 6 in the morning, and WE DID IT! We re-enacted Jerica's 'nightwalking', Jeanette Aw's character in the 9pm show, Xinying's snoring and more more more! So funny, Isabel suspected Terence had tears flowing down. But yeah, good memories. And I get to sleep with the bunny Shuhui bought from KL last year! BEST!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TSCfhjvMMtI/AAAAAAAACLA/KzNsr96_OXQ/s1600/DSC_0052a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 156px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TSCfhjvMMtI/AAAAAAAACLA/KzNsr96_OXQ/s400/DSC_0052a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557617339052864210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here's to ever-lasting friendships!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9916989-7308938384424902235?l=staxgazer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staxgazer.blogspot.com/feeds/7308938384424902235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9916989&amp;postID=7308938384424902235' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9916989/posts/default/7308938384424902235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9916989/posts/default/7308938384424902235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staxgazer.blogspot.com/2011/01/on-last-day-of-2010.html' title='On the last day of 2010...'/><author><name>GekTeng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02785725742190573756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TQ8aLJUmZ8I/AAAAAAAACI0/s554Msm6ydw/S220/Snapshot_20101004_16.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TSCdtw0iJwI/AAAAAAAACK4/SKYX-iCwO50/s72-c/DSC_0069.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9916989.post-401870891807746024</id><published>2010-12-29T23:25:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-30T00:04:12.199+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>post christmas!</title><content type='html'>Soooooooooo we went to CSI Exhibition on Tuesday much thanks to ah leng ah yi! Quite okay, but not as good as I expect it to be. But we had fun nonetheless!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TRtVd0OstDI/AAAAAAAACJ4/7CDYnpzlHss/s1600/DSC_0003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TRtVd0OstDI/AAAAAAAACJ4/7CDYnpzlHss/s320/DSC_0003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556128536016499762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TRtV_8RiqSI/AAAAAAAACKA/42ZWnBre_rw/s1600/DSC_0008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TRtV_8RiqSI/AAAAAAAACKA/42ZWnBre_rw/s320/DSC_0008.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556129122291460386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's the Singapore Art Museum trip with Yana Mawar and her brother. It's nice, a whole new experience. And free as well, heh! The whole place was pretty confusing, with the same walkways everywhere. But it was cool! Fadzli recognised a certain route when we passed by this bench with a bottle on it. He was super cute and funny all the way. Haha, our little entertainer! We managed to discuss some assignments thing thing and all that, so it was good, I feel better. And so after that we went to find some food and in the end walked all the way to Bugis. I don't know how far it was or how great an achievement it is, but we did it. YEAH! Ate at KFC and then the others went to the National Library while I trained home. Okay la, not bad. And they say I was the slowest. Hehe! I'm always the slowest yaw!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TRtX9InQsqI/AAAAAAAACKY/OKhB6b-hXYM/s1600/DSC_0071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TRtX9InQsqI/AAAAAAAACKY/OKhB6b-hXYM/s320/DSC_0071.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556131273087431330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TRtXeMpfAJI/AAAAAAAACKQ/pe9VnNvGwKc/s1600/DSC_0087.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TRtXeMpfAJI/AAAAAAAACKQ/pe9VnNvGwKc/s320/DSC_0087.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556130741594554514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah! Did I mention the authentic italian restaurant I wanted to go to was there too?! And OMG the smell coming out from the enclosed space. YOU CAN JUST IMAGINE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TRtY6zib--I/AAAAAAAACKg/VKrtAco1uys/s1600/DSC_0024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TRtY6zib--I/AAAAAAAACKg/VKrtAco1uys/s320/DSC_0024.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556132332581944290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH, and the make a wish thing to display right at the entrance? NICE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TRtX9InQsqI/AAAAAAAACKY/OKhB6b-hXYM/s1600/DSC_0071.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TRtbfyc8JTI/AAAAAAAACKw/XD-95OrSGEs/s1600/DSC_0093a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 114px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TRtbfyc8JTI/AAAAAAAACKw/XD-95OrSGEs/s400/DSC_0093a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5556135166968866098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TRtW_0j3e7I/AAAAAAAACKI/qyQx-B6RUYo/s1600/DSC_0027.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;OH OH OH YEAH! FRIDAY WILL BE PRE NEW YEAR, SO WATCH OUT! HAHAHA CAN'T WAIT, BITCHES!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9916989-401870891807746024?l=staxgazer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staxgazer.blogspot.com/feeds/401870891807746024/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9916989&amp;postID=401870891807746024' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9916989/posts/default/401870891807746024'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9916989/posts/default/401870891807746024'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staxgazer.blogspot.com/2010/12/post-christmas.html' title='post christmas!'/><author><name>GekTeng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02785725742190573756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TQ8aLJUmZ8I/AAAAAAAACI0/s554Msm6ydw/S220/Snapshot_20101004_16.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TRtVd0OstDI/AAAAAAAACJ4/7CDYnpzlHss/s72-c/DSC_0003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9916989.post-2339508373518684674</id><published>2010-12-27T23:06:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-27T23:37:00.868+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='MERRY CHRISTMAS'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Christmas Days!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TRixvxBUi5I/AAAAAAAACJw/4a9cORj4gKE/s1600/DSC_0649.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TRixvxBUi5I/AAAAAAAACJw/4a9cORj4gKE/s320/DSC_0649.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555385574532352914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whee! It's such a belated Christmas post yaw! I've really got so many things to do and so many places to go! Just went to this Gardenia factory today, to CSI exhibition tomorrow, Singapore Arts Museum the next, and it's New Year's Eve with the bitches on Friday! I smell SLEEPOVERS! Can't wait!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Assignments are stressing me up at the back of my head. It's not really a good time to think of these anti-climax things you know. And the thought of going back to school sucks. Cos I'll be busy and waking up early in the morning AGAIN. Hopefully I will survive. Let's not think about these things anymore. Let's not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so! Sleepovers have always been my favourite chill out events! I'm so glad I'm having 2 in less than 2 weeks! The first one was during Christmas Eve. So nice, we were playing mahjong and monopoly deal til early morning. Then Jerica was the first to sleep, and me and Shuhui chatted about romantic flicks and books til 6.17AM. Yes, I checked the time before we eventually dozed off. The aircon was in perfect temperature, and that bread-lookalike bunny was a perfect replacement of my bolster. In fact, better. I slept SUPERBLY WELL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TRiv2NQLKXI/AAAAAAAACJo/S_anrsdlMyE/s1600/DSC_0617.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TRiv2NQLKXI/AAAAAAAACJo/S_anrsdlMyE/s320/DSC_0617.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555383486166804850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next day was tiring. I went out with my parents after leaving Shuhui's, and we shopped for the longest possible time. I was so tired I didn't sleep right after I reached Grandma's. The cake was quite good, and we decided to draw and decorate on ahyi's cast which was taken out today. Luckily I shot pictures! I swear it will pass as a greeting card or something. Maybe next year I'll print it out and send it as a greeting card maybe! At least to ahyi to remind her of these days~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TRiuiJ3kJVI/AAAAAAAACJY/farA4n3g6BI/s1600/DSC_0650.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TRiuiJ3kJVI/AAAAAAAACJY/farA4n3g6BI/s320/DSC_0650.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555382042149266770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TRivNWvO5aI/AAAAAAAACJg/bHgl-CsKZGY/s1600/DSC_0653.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TRivNWvO5aI/AAAAAAAACJg/bHgl-CsKZGY/s320/DSC_0653.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5555382784338355618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, I need to clean my room and go IKEA one of these days! And get my brand new iPhone from Starhub soon! Well hopefully I do! We're gonna go Vivo on Friday to play and all YIPPEE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9916989-2339508373518684674?l=staxgazer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staxgazer.blogspot.com/feeds/2339508373518684674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9916989&amp;postID=2339508373518684674' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9916989/posts/default/2339508373518684674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9916989/posts/default/2339508373518684674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staxgazer.blogspot.com/2010/12/christmas-days.html' title='Christmas Days!'/><author><name>GekTeng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02785725742190573756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TQ8aLJUmZ8I/AAAAAAAACI0/s554Msm6ydw/S220/Snapshot_20101004_16.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TRixvxBUi5I/AAAAAAAACJw/4a9cORj4gKE/s72-c/DSC_0649.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9916989.post-3532752187816728296</id><published>2010-12-20T00:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-20T00:14:21.227+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='videos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>this pretty much sums up everything...</title><content type='html'>everything as in Friday. Yana Mawar and me decided to still head to Woodlands Waterfront despite the others bailing out and all. So here's what happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Pl7ovACbuZ4?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Pl7ovACbuZ4?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next time I'm going there, it's with Shuhui and Jerica! Maybe we'll stayover too, MUAHAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I forgot what I did on Saturday. Honestly. Have been thinking about it for a while now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday, busy stressing and procrastinating on the evaluation which took me less than 2 hours to complete in reality. Went to Suntec too! The book fair was OKAY. I went down to the electronics and furniture fair and checked out NIKON D90! Gahh! I don't know what to say. If only my D5000's screen resolution is WHOOPEEDEEEWOWOWOWOWWOWIE, I have nothing to complain. But until the warranty ends, I don't think I'm gonna be settling for a new one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow's gonna be movie marathon day for me. Maybe a little homework or elearning? OR SLEEP. WE'LL SEE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9916989-3532752187816728296?l=staxgazer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staxgazer.blogspot.com/feeds/3532752187816728296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9916989&amp;postID=3532752187816728296' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9916989/posts/default/3532752187816728296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9916989/posts/default/3532752187816728296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staxgazer.blogspot.com/2010/12/this-pretty-much-sums-up-everything.html' title='this pretty much sums up everything...'/><author><name>GekTeng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02785725742190573756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TQ8aLJUmZ8I/AAAAAAAACI0/s554Msm6ydw/S220/Snapshot_20101004_16.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9916989.post-4400494957325540445</id><published>2010-12-17T01:05:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-17T01:40:26.094+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ECH'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>my life would suck without you!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TQpKf-yU3II/AAAAAAAACIQ/HRVRa9Dsp7s/s1600/DSC_0598.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TQpKf-yU3II/AAAAAAAACIQ/HRVRa9Dsp7s/s320/DSC_0598.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551331403978038402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TQpKf-yU3II/AAAAAAAACIQ/HRVRa9Dsp7s/s1600/DSC_0598.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;today - or should I say yesterday - was the last tutorial session with our lovely Ms Lavina. Awesome lecturer, she is. You've got to be in her class to understand. I'm gonna miss doing those songs and watching kiddy videos and all her pop-up books. She even bought swiss rolls that was flown from Holland as a treat! Damn nice I tell you. Hermes even shot an advertisement with it. Will upload the videos during the weekends;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went for a tour in Australia today! It was so cool, hahhaa! The driving thing reminds me of Glee's Forget You video. I had lots of fun! I didn't even remember doing all these things in preschool last time. But it was FUN FUN FUN!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ordered pizzas for the party and all, sang songs and recorded videos. Hehehe! I bet the ECH year 1s who did songs for Ms Lavina will be the mega stars on her iphone! Had some glitches here and there, hahaha, but everything was fine I guess. I had so much quality time I forgot about all my worries and everything. Just the happy and cheery me, for this 2 short hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TQpNgyAFzeI/AAAAAAAACIo/mjKyZHjkWpg/s1600/DSC_0601.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TQpNgyAFzeI/AAAAAAAACIo/mjKyZHjkWpg/s320/DSC_0601.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551334716260863458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Sighs. Creatures like us - can I relate to all females? - sentimental kinds, if you get me. Ahhh, I don't know. I'll miss her classes for sure, just like how I would miss Secondary school. It's the same feeling I had on graduation day last year. The feeling of longing and a little hint of melancholy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TQpMfMpmFwI/AAAAAAAACIg/BAALngDGdqg/s1600/DSC_0608.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TQpMfMpmFwI/AAAAAAAACIg/BAALngDGdqg/s320/DSC_0608.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5551333589542901506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;2010 has been fairly good to me. It's ending soon too, ugh. Soon I'll be year 2 and there comes all the stress again. Well I hope Ms Lavina will teach us again! HOPEFULLY PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual, time flies when you're having fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's to memories and cameras which capture those moments forever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9916989-4400494957325540445?l=staxgazer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staxgazer.blogspot.com/feeds/4400494957325540445/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9916989&amp;postID=4400494957325540445' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9916989/posts/default/4400494957325540445'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9916989/posts/default/4400494957325540445'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staxgazer.blogspot.com/2010/12/my-life-would-suck-without-you.html' title='my life would suck without you!'/><author><name>GekTeng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02785725742190573756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TQ8aLJUmZ8I/AAAAAAAACI0/s554Msm6ydw/S220/Snapshot_20101004_16.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TQpKf-yU3II/AAAAAAAACIQ/HRVRa9Dsp7s/s72-c/DSC_0598.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9916989.post-1033218219587811560</id><published>2010-12-15T22:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-15T22:39:56.326+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ECH'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>friends for life.</title><content type='html'>Yesterday was totally uncalled for. First, my supervision. Next, Zanessa went for a break. I practically hated most of yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Except for this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TQjSEjv2KmI/AAAAAAAACII/4lBi8ouHpoU/s1600/DSC_0585.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TQjSEjv2KmI/AAAAAAAACII/4lBi8ouHpoU/s320/DSC_0585.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550917516491369058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;i admit to being sulky and emo most of the time when walking around with the ladies. See we got ourselves another group identity! UGH, I'm just worried la, I'm sorry. I keep telling myself to enjoy this day and think about other things when I get home. But just couldn't. Luckily implementation today was alright. In fact, it was A MILLION TIMES better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay la, was super worried. And nervous. It's like going for piano practical exams all over again, now the feeling was extended to 1 day. WTH right. Really felt like giving up yesterday. Cried and cried. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I'm glad I'm better now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9916989-1033218219587811560?l=staxgazer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staxgazer.blogspot.com/feeds/1033218219587811560/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9916989&amp;postID=1033218219587811560' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9916989/posts/default/1033218219587811560'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9916989/posts/default/1033218219587811560'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staxgazer.blogspot.com/2010/12/friends-for-life.html' title='friends for life.'/><author><name>GekTeng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02785725742190573756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TQ8aLJUmZ8I/AAAAAAAACI0/s554Msm6ydw/S220/Snapshot_20101004_16.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TQjSEjv2KmI/AAAAAAAACII/4lBi8ouHpoU/s72-c/DSC_0585.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9916989.post-2418270643152699167</id><published>2010-12-13T21:56:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-13T22:32:12.922+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ECH'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>Leaving on a Jet Plane.</title><content type='html'>What a familiar song. I remember doing this song on the guitar for our music assessment in Sec 2. Now this song held so much more meaning and memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's the last session of Performing Arts lecture with Ms Lavina, and SHE BROUGHT HER KIDS OMGOMG! Super cute, they really look like her, especially the eyes. I gaurantee when they smile together, it will be copy and paste faces. If you get what I mean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it's such a fun day, cos' my day started out right, nothing's supposed to get in the way. Haha! Watched Wee-Sing Sillyville videos and all, really silly and funny. I was so crazy you won't know I slept for less than 4 hours the night before! Oh, this reminds me of the cookies Ms Lavina made! YES! SHE MADE COOKIES FOR THE WHOLE ECH YEAR 1s! Whoa, so damn very the nice! I ate a lot, I practically stuffed them in my mouth HAHAHAHA opps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mawar said I had high sugar intake thus the high-ness. But whatever! I enjoyed every bit of it! We even danced outside after the class when T03 did their performance. OMG Lady Marmalade brings back lots of great memories too! It's really unbelieveable how a song, or even a scent! can bring back so much memories in the past. Good memories. It's like re-living them all over again, and building the memories and piling them up as they get more and more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Call me the Memory Keeper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so there's another awesome memory to add on for the song Leaving on a Jetplane. Ms Lavina sung the song to us! While playing the Ukelele! AWWW SERIOUSLY I WILL MISS HER LOTS MAN, and I swear I didn't ever ever sleep in her classes before. NOT EVER! IT'S THAT FUN AND ENTERTAINING! Those people sitting at the back during lectures should get a feel of how it's like sitting in the first 3 rows. Not that we have THAT much people-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAFIZA EVEN CRIED. That's one video I will keep it for life. swear my life over it. Not gonna share it online or anything like that. It's very personal ya know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOD, I hate goodbyes. I almost cried too, it's so touching. Cos you see, in poly, sometimes, the lecturers don't give a damn. They just do their jobs and go. For us to have such a good relationship with this current lecturer, I think it's really 难得。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so, we're gonna PARRTAYYYY COMING THURDAY DURING TUTORIAL! Last one, So sad. But I will take lots of pictures and everything! Memory keeper what(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I'll upload everything during the break. Excluding the performance by Ms Lavina. And after that crybaby Hafiza with her tears. Hehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time for assignments again! What a dumb thing to do now! HAHAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, just to be fair, PLAY TUTORIAL was fun too. We went on a bear hunt and searched for puzzle pieces in the 'rivers', 'caves', 'stepping stones', 'mud', and everything. Studying in ECH really makes you relive and go back to your childhood years and everything. Except those memories will be etched in your heart more deeply than when you're young and... EGOISTIC?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brings me back to PD. Low attendance, WHATEVER. I know the 3 things that i value most. They are PEACE, HAPPINESS AND QUALITY RELATIONSHIPS. And no one can tell me that they aren't the most important things, nor can they convince me that I'm wrong about how i feel towards life. Cos' it's my life and I know best. Heh!&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 0);" f="10" id="unknown-SF549lt9w" class="yooper_span"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 0);" f="10" id="unknown-bSTgwUmrs" class="yooper_span"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 0);" f="10" id="unknown-IM55NjnjL" class="yooper_span"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 0);" f="10" id="unknown-rkSZ0cwUX" class="yooper_span"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 0);" f="10" id="unknown-IM55NjnjL" class="yooper_span"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 0);" f="10" id="unknown-7JFfkJ2hW" class="yooper_span"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 0);" f="10" id="unknown-SF549lt9w" class="yooper_span"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 0);" f="10" id="unknown-bSTgwUmrs" class="yooper_span"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 0);" f="10" id="unknown-rkSZ0cwUX" class="yooper_span"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 0);" f="10" id="unknown-IM55NjnjL" class="yooper_span"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 0);" f="10" id="unknown-SF549lt9w" class="yooper_span"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 0);" f="10" id="unknown-bSTgwUmrs" class="yooper_span"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 0);" f="10" id="unknown-rkSZ0cwUX" class="yooper_span"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 0);" f="10" id="unknown-IM55NjnjL" class="yooper_span"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 0);" f="10" id="unknown-SF549lt9w" class="yooper_span"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 0);" f="10" id="unknown-bSTgwUmrs" class="yooper_span"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 0);" f="10" id="unknown-rkSZ0cwUX" class="yooper_span"&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 0);" f="10" id="unknown-IM55NjnjL" class="yooper_span"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9916989-2418270643152699167?l=staxgazer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staxgazer.blogspot.com/feeds/2418270643152699167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9916989&amp;postID=2418270643152699167' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9916989/posts/default/2418270643152699167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9916989/posts/default/2418270643152699167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staxgazer.blogspot.com/2010/12/leaving-on-jet-plane.html' title='Leaving on a Jet Plane.'/><author><name>GekTeng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02785725742190573756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TQ8aLJUmZ8I/AAAAAAAACI0/s554Msm6ydw/S220/Snapshot_20101004_16.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9916989.post-4804561547084793063</id><published>2010-12-12T20:08:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-12T22:10:38.532+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>It's a beautiful day, we have so many things to do!</title><content type='html'>Back and refreshed from 12 hours of uninterrupted sleep after 2 days at Changi Seaview Chalet! It's such an honour to have the chance to stay there, it's like a dream. Not ALL Singaporeans get a chance to book this chalet, you see;D I've always wanted to live in a beach house, wake up to the sun and seas and sand and all that, for Singapore to have this kind of place, it's really unbelieveable! hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to check in on Friday(lucky there's no FP for that day!), and explored that place. The only thing I regret was not going to the beach for a walk. I thought the games next day would offer me a chance to do so, but sadly, it wasn't the case:( Played poker cards with the others, and had a last meeting which had changed everything in the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TQTOzOshvHI/AAAAAAAACHo/TOvJ-ja4knA/s1600/DSC_0236.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TQTOzOshvHI/AAAAAAAACHo/TOvJ-ja4knA/s320/DSC_0236.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549788020340800626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a movie marathon, but I didn't watch them as I still settling the shirt stuff. Thank god for Kevin's parents, they helped me throughout the camp with this silly shirt stuff. And people really need to up their self-esteem a little; don't wait until they've got the size they have ordered and then realise it's too big for them for heaven's sake! Size L's a REALLY BIG size, you know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TQTQd5YLUwI/AAAAAAAACHw/DTgyqImu9a8/s1600/DSC_0212.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TQTQd5YLUwI/AAAAAAAACHw/DTgyqImu9a8/s320/DSC_0212.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549789852864303874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Settled down around 2 mindnight, I guess, and watched Nanny Mcphee 2. I dozed off, but yeah, a signal for everyone that we might as well sleep. The elder ones slept on the rooms upstairs, so we decided to be the gate keepers for once. Heh! Wasn't a good long sleep, but good enough. Thanks for those who slept on the floor, chair, hard things, for if not for their sacrifice, I would have been the one sleeping on them instead of the comfy sofa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The main day was quite a success, to my opinion! Although the day started with less than 20 people, we decided to continue the show and settled for plan b. Cycling at Ubin! Really can die. They chose this goddamn slope-y route that had me panting for goodness sake. I didn't even have the chance or the strength to take out my nikon to shoot things. But it's alright, if only I was not hanging on a thread of being sick and not sick, I would have conquered all the uphills like a did with the downhills. Gotta go try again next time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More people came, luckily. Hosted this indoor games for a while, and it was really fun! Quite a success, thank you very much. Ivan helped, of course. Thank him very much. Sissy's game was fun too, I tried timelapsing them lining the plates together, but still not sure how it will look like. Silly, I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leng aunt's friend came to do a talk. For goodness sake, that's the time when the 4 lovely organisers took a break. Wasn't sure if promoting their products was a good thing or not, but I'm glad some audiences made a point to find out more after that. So it was great as well!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TQTThS5qfSI/AAAAAAAACH4/nfI5uJGNLzE/s1600/DSC_0406.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TQTThS5qfSI/AAAAAAAACH4/nfI5uJGNLzE/s320/DSC_0406.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549793209790135586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner was SO YUMMY! I love how they could actually fry vercemilli and make them taste so good. Kevin did a great job in the impromptu games YAW! with the help of my sissy of course! Haha! The Santa thing was really surprising. Iloved the atmosphere there, when everyone came and settled down into groups and all. If only they were all here earlier. Ivan's millionaire questionaire was awesome as well! He's got good hosting skills, I swear. hahaha! I learnt quite an amount of stuffs too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TQTW99FEviI/AAAAAAAACIA/DJ6DodDWztk/s1600/DSC_0433.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TQTW99FEviI/AAAAAAAACIA/DJ6DodDWztk/s320/DSC_0433.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5549797000683503138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was so hilarious, we decided to give them prizes like bread and other food stuff. They opened the box up and MUAHAHAHAHHAA! Kudos to Kevin the Mastermind! Well, everything has come to an end, a good one, I guess. We've got some really great advices and compliments and sponsors and even have some targets on the EXCOs for our subsequent events!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh, it's so good to be young(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9916989-4804561547084793063?l=staxgazer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staxgazer.blogspot.com/feeds/4804561547084793063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9916989&amp;postID=4804561547084793063' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9916989/posts/default/4804561547084793063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9916989/posts/default/4804561547084793063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staxgazer.blogspot.com/2010/12/its-beautiful-day-we-have-so-many.html' title='It&apos;s a beautiful day, we have so many things to do!'/><author><name>GekTeng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02785725742190573756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TQ8aLJUmZ8I/AAAAAAAACI0/s554Msm6ydw/S220/Snapshot_20101004_16.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TQTOzOshvHI/AAAAAAAACHo/TOvJ-ja4knA/s72-c/DSC_0236.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9916989.post-5180321180337369887</id><published>2010-11-29T21:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-29T21:29:51.382+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ECH'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><title type='text'>play not equal debate</title><content type='html'>MY AWESOME IMPROMPTU DEBATE TEAM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TPOonH3bwuI/AAAAAAAACHg/x_AIzqAB9HM/s1600/150888_478287838749_606963749_5704826_5624657_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TPOonH3bwuI/AAAAAAAACHg/x_AIzqAB9HM/s400/150888_478287838749_606963749_5704826_5624657_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544960956303131362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For play today we had this debate thing thing where we have to research and all that in class and carry out debate session ON THE SPOT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One word for it: NERVE-WRECKING!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reminded me of the days we had our debates in Sec 2 where I was the third speaker and had to speak with a mike and hold my cue cards and throw them once I'm done and talking so fast because I spent half of my time on rebuttals being the 3rd speaker and all. THOSE WERE THE DAYS MAN! Doing debates literally sends shivers down my spine, ugh. Especially impromptu ones!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time rebuttals were pushed to the last 7 minutes after everyone has sponken. WELL. I was GONG today, heh! But I had fun! Despite the butterflies and bees and whatever you call that. And we're all trying not to laugh when Evan at HQ sends us funny stuffs. OPPS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, gotta go do assignments... or try doing them before I recall our funny monday and start laughing ALL OVER AGAIN!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9916989-5180321180337369887?l=staxgazer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staxgazer.blogspot.com/feeds/5180321180337369887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9916989&amp;postID=5180321180337369887' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9916989/posts/default/5180321180337369887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9916989/posts/default/5180321180337369887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staxgazer.blogspot.com/2010/11/play-not-equal-debate.html' title='play not equal debate'/><author><name>GekTeng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02785725742190573756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TQ8aLJUmZ8I/AAAAAAAACI0/s554Msm6ydw/S220/Snapshot_20101004_16.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TPOonH3bwuI/AAAAAAAACHg/x_AIzqAB9HM/s72-c/150888_478287838749_606963749_5704826_5624657_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9916989.post-7613413312899195518</id><published>2010-11-27T23:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-27T23:58:24.785+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ECH'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Silly Saturday!</title><content type='html'>YEEEHAWW! I'm BACK! For the BETTER! Heh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's a really good day, compared to yesterday's suckish day. I don't even know what contemplated me to write that out. HMMS. So it's all good, it's all good(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mawar and Yana came to my place for the CAYC performance thing thing today! It was so cool, we had so much fun! And i can double, triple, if not quadruple and quintuple confirm plus chop plus sign that I, GAN GEK TENG, have TWO LEFT FEET. Okay? I can't dance, I suck at it, PERIOD. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But what's important is that I have lots of fun learning those dance steps and making them silly! Haha! At least they've got entertainment value, which I'm alright with!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We completed and rehearsed and everything within less than 2 hours. Really not expecting this at all. This shows how work oriented we are! YEAH! The rest of the time we spent on strumming the guitar and playing the piano. Oh, I still can't believe I have a PIANO IN MY ROOM. Hahaha! I LOOOOOVE IT! And today will be the day I played the guitar for the longest time of my life. Lucky thing is my fingers aren't hurting so bad now, they've all gone seasoned! Which is good. I don't have to have skin tearing off and hanging on the tips of my fingers every single time I play the guitar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that was dinner. Dad actually REMEMBERED to buy the mock prawns for me to try doing the Corn prawns or something like that I've learnt from Kevin's mom recently! Then we went to NTUC at civic to buy more things. I'm gonna be cooking carbonara speghetti tomorrow! Hopefully it will be successful. I'll keep my fingers crossed. Then maybe the next LADIES' sleepover, we'll cook that for dinner/supper/breakfast/WHATSOEVER! Whoo! Although we haven't come up with a date yet, I'm still excited!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, gonna start tackling my play assignment now. Shush! It's not as easy as you think! The play PROCESS is fun, but not the play ASSIGNMENT. Those are two totally DIFFERENT things altogether. So let me have my peace for a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9916989-7613413312899195518?l=staxgazer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staxgazer.blogspot.com/feeds/7613413312899195518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9916989&amp;postID=7613413312899195518' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9916989/posts/default/7613413312899195518'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9916989/posts/default/7613413312899195518'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staxgazer.blogspot.com/2010/11/silly-saturday.html' title='Silly Saturday!'/><author><name>GekTeng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02785725742190573756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TQ8aLJUmZ8I/AAAAAAAACI0/s554Msm6ydw/S220/Snapshot_20101004_16.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9916989.post-1219708252371651040</id><published>2010-11-26T21:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-26T21:59:35.062+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my two cents'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my rantings'/><title type='text'>DYING</title><content type='html'>If I had a picture to describe how I'm feeling now, it would be filled with hard lines of black randomness that covers the whole area. But surprisingly, all the details and independent strokes will all still be visible, cos it adds and piles up in layers. And til the end, that's what you get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remembered this lecturer in poly told us this story of a king who wants to experiment with babies and summoned the parents of 5 newborn babies to not have interaction and face-to-face time with their infants at all. All they were to do were to make sure they are fed and kept alive. And within a period of time, the babies died.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although I'm almost 18 already, I feel I'm slowly dying inside too. I hope for interaction time with my parents, but somehow nothing comes out. I feel like a tenant living in this flat with landlords who provides meals on a daily basis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or am I PMS-ing? I need Isabel to diagnose me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been at home all day and the only communication I get is from the TV. It's not even an effective communication, just a one-way, that's all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what's wrong, but I don't feel like talking at all/anymore. I miss ahma's. Somehow I feel more of a sense of belonging there. I have people who asks if I'm fine if I'm not talking, and when I complain, I got advice, but not blind judgements that will make me feel worser.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was talking(more of moaning) to mom after I came back from ahma's the other day of how I&lt;br /&gt;just realised that the play assignment duedate is Monday instead of Friday and how my plans for doing the assignment gone all haywired. And all I got from her after I mentioned that I will be going to ahma's the next day was that I better stay home and do the work and not have fun at ahma's then moan and complain to her of undone work at the last minute. Like WHAT THE HELL?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think just because it happened so recently and I still remembered how it hurt and angered me that I had stopped telling her things altogether until now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't parents understand their children at all? What is the main priority of parenting? To make sure your kid is fed and stay alive? OR WHAT?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometime last year during the period where people in Facebook make their own quiz about themselves to test how much people know them, I saw how Ah Leng Ah Yi nailed Jasmine's quiz. And this question always comes back to me: will my mother be able to nail those questions of what I love eating, etc, or will relatives and friends' results thrash hers?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it's until the latter happens, then will she know what I really need, or what she's lacking. Or how she should just let me go ahma's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe I'm just overthinking. And PMSing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But whatever, I need to get a breather(more of crying to my pillow) and the right mood so that I can do my assignments and hand them up on time. HOPEFULLY.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9916989-1219708252371651040?l=staxgazer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staxgazer.blogspot.com/feeds/1219708252371651040/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9916989&amp;postID=1219708252371651040' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9916989/posts/default/1219708252371651040'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9916989/posts/default/1219708252371651040'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staxgazer.blogspot.com/2010/11/dying.html' title='DYING'/><author><name>GekTeng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02785725742190573756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TQ8aLJUmZ8I/AAAAAAAACI0/s554Msm6ydw/S220/Snapshot_20101004_16.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9916989.post-2975154390380425455</id><published>2010-11-25T00:09:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-25T00:14:19.098+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Updates, updates!</title><content type='html'>Okay, a fast post before I hit the sack. I've not been blogging recently and all that, so yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E-learning's the week this week, and as much as I'm overwhelmed with so many things, I'm glad that everything's sorting themselves out slowly now. Oh, give me a breather, who says Poly's slack?! But somehow or rather, I think I enjoyed the process more than my other peers. As in secondary school peers. I hope to meet them soon in spite of their busy schedules! Turning to be as busy as real-life business people already! Heh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual, I stayed at Grandma's when school's out. Jovianne is JUST. SO. CUTE. OHMYGOD. THE&lt;br /&gt;END FULL STOP NO MORE. HAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know this is as useless as bullshit, but post soon when I have the time to!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tootles!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9916989-2975154390380425455?l=staxgazer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staxgazer.blogspot.com/feeds/2975154390380425455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9916989&amp;postID=2975154390380425455' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9916989/posts/default/2975154390380425455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9916989/posts/default/2975154390380425455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staxgazer.blogspot.com/2010/11/updates-updates.html' title='Updates, updates!'/><author><name>GekTeng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02785725742190573756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TQ8aLJUmZ8I/AAAAAAAACI0/s554Msm6ydw/S220/Snapshot_20101004_16.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9916989.post-8234394135995931965</id><published>2010-11-15T23:01:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-15T23:28:22.885+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='videos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ECH'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>Ultimate Love Song</title><content type='html'>I chanced upon this song sometime yesterday at this event at Northpoint. Ahh, old songs just bring back gazzillions of memories. I remembered having to listen and interpret this song in one of the English class during Sec 2. Drenched me with emotions and whatever you call that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't know why, wasn't feeling quite good today. This song kept playing and playing in my head like an old broken record. And sitting in Makan Place eating my kway tiao, I suddenly wished I could go back to those days. The days where recesses meant booking one of those umbrella-shaded picnic tables and home-made sangwiches from my mother, and lunches meant a bottle of green tea with XinLing plus random chats with the chinese rice aunty. School seemed more realistic and 'small-scaled' than what I saw the last time. Poly's overwhelming, especially the tuition fees. I love what I do there, but it's the people and happenings in secondary school that I'm afriad I'll always miss. I don't know why, but I just keep coming back to those memories from secondary school. This song just brings back memories. I remembered singing it with Isabel during class too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, you can never expect/believe how a song from nowhere can squeeze so much memories and emotions out of a person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here's the song. I know I've slept alot, but since I finished what I planned to do already, there's no reason for me to stay awake anymore. Besides, I really need to sleep off these raw emotions pouring out of me. And maybe dream for a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/gFZ5y-tMGa0?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/gFZ5y-tMGa0?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off to a new attachment centre at Woodgrove Avenue tomorrow, with 2 anecdotals to complete at the end of the day! Shall look for a cutiepie to observe on! Hoping for the best, but no expectations yet. Til now, other than my own childcare I attended when I was young, Kindercare's THE BEST.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's to LOVE, and everything in between.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love, me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9916989-8234394135995931965?l=staxgazer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staxgazer.blogspot.com/feeds/8234394135995931965/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9916989&amp;postID=8234394135995931965' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9916989/posts/default/8234394135995931965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9916989/posts/default/8234394135995931965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staxgazer.blogspot.com/2010/11/ultimate-love-song.html' title='Ultimate Love Song'/><author><name>GekTeng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02785725742190573756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TQ8aLJUmZ8I/AAAAAAAACI0/s554Msm6ydw/S220/Snapshot_20101004_16.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9916989.post-8553477140793901931</id><published>2010-11-09T23:54:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-10T00:45:53.620+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>a random chance of fate.</title><content type='html'>Woohoo! Went out with Isabel and her brother Gabriel today! But why do I call it fate? Cos she was free on the only day in the week when I had no school! It's just fate and nothing else(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isabel and Gabriel will be going Thailand and had a chance to stock up their wardrobes along the way too, so off to BUGIS we go! Had KOI, the ice-cream tea or whatever they ordered wasn't as good as expected, the icecream serving was so pathetic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What awed me in this gigantic and almost-empty Illuma is their exhibition on Harry Potter! Oh my, they made me fall in love with the whole series all over again. Gotta buy the books I'm missing and read them all over again! Maybe the whole movie series once everything comes out. MUAHAHAHA, I'm gonna be so broke after that&gt;.&lt;  &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TNl3OMerVpI/AAAAAAAACHA/8Pxon01q-rQ/s1600/IMG_0966.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TNl3OMerVpI/AAAAAAAACHA/8Pxon01q-rQ/s320/IMG_0966.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537588302580504210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;They showcased the clothes and fashions donned by characters, AND EVEN THEIR WANDS! Okay, I know they are not real wands that could really cast a spell and all that, but still! I regretted for not taking a picture of that exhibits but went right inside to the exhibition hall instead. Not a huge one, but it was fairly enough. All posters from the movies were put up in huge frames, especially the promo stands for the upcoming part 1 of the deathly hallows. For one thing, although I could remember it was Edwin who lent me his book during my sec 2 years, I really couldn't remember any of the contents in the last book AT ALL. Nope, not even how Voldemort perished. Or was it Harry? Eeek, I must be getting old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shopping for Gabriel proved to be a tough and annoying task to accomplish. Isabel has the exact sentiments, to be honest. Before he gets more mature and buffed up, and stop being so stubborn to not try on children's clothes that actually FIT him, there's no reason I'll go shopping with him at all in the near future. Maybe Shuhui should give it a try, Isabel and I decided. HA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought this navy shirt that costs $20. The decision was made in such a haste, I didn't really think about it. I hope this will be a shirt I'll wear for years to come! Like this current one I'm wearing now. Don't you just love sleeping in old and loose shirts?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isabel had her attention caught on this cheap cheap $26 FOX pullover, and influenced me to want to buy it as much as she does. The colour she wants didn't have her size, but we didn't forget to camwhore in the fitting room before leaving our precious pullovers that weren't meant to be ours! Damn, they should have zips, for goodness sake!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures of the 2 ultimate unglam queens of 4/6(2009), then sleep. Long day tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TNl5LmeBomI/AAAAAAAACHI/QdhJnIGBlSA/s1600/IMG_0972.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TNl5LmeBomI/AAAAAAAACHI/QdhJnIGBlSA/s320/IMG_0972.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537590457040740962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TNl55ZIDlNI/AAAAAAAACHQ/j_F83w7e5Ts/s1600/IMG_0975.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TNl55ZIDlNI/AAAAAAAACHQ/j_F83w7e5Ts/s320/IMG_0975.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537591243732915410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TNl6e-6GBFI/AAAAAAAACHY/-w-0Ox4kMAE/s1600/IMG_0978.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TNl6e-6GBFI/AAAAAAAACHY/-w-0Ox4kMAE/s320/IMG_0978.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537591889530061906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for now! Everything will be up on Facebook by TOMORROW EVENING. PROMISE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***gangekkhee you better not use the comp while I'm uploading the picture... teehee^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9916989-8553477140793901931?l=staxgazer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staxgazer.blogspot.com/feeds/8553477140793901931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9916989&amp;postID=8553477140793901931' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9916989/posts/default/8553477140793901931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9916989/posts/default/8553477140793901931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staxgazer.blogspot.com/2010/11/random-chance-of-fate.html' title='a random chance of fate.'/><author><name>GekTeng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02785725742190573756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TQ8aLJUmZ8I/AAAAAAAACI0/s554Msm6ydw/S220/Snapshot_20101004_16.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TNl3OMerVpI/AAAAAAAACHA/8Pxon01q-rQ/s72-c/IMG_0966.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9916989.post-4736499279096057187</id><published>2010-11-08T21:11:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-08T22:08:20.965+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ECH'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>beautiful mess</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TNf-No-2K2I/AAAAAAAACGg/YqruGi0jS1w/s1600/IMG_0965a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TNf-No-2K2I/AAAAAAAACGg/YqruGi0jS1w/s320/IMG_0965a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537173777168083810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, the joy of a fellow ECH student! It's just SOOO GOOOD to feel like a kid once again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, sometimes I'm just so happy I chose this course instead of listening to the elders say I should enrol in better courses or even go JC. The modules in second sem are all quite fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just realised through the creative arts lecture that listening to children's songs actually makes me happy. Heh! For all you know, I'll probably be spamming Laurie-something and those old hi-5 songs in my ipod instead of GLEE and Lady Antebellum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, into the main attraction of today's post, let's introduce my new-found favourite module of ECH 1.2, PLAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's tutorial was so fun I don't think any one of us actually minded getting dirty and leaving the class with hands like HULK or AVATAR. Mine was alright, it looked hot-pinkish(: HAHAHA! And so we made goo (yes, those nickelodeon awards green slimy GOO) with water and corn flour, junk play with national geographic magazines and everything else you could find in the mindless and messy pile of junk, and finally edible playdohs made out of mixing flour, cream of tartar and water. I actually haven't heard of this cream of tartar thing until I was required to bring them for this session. It actually makes the doh softer and yea, with the help of Giang Hwee and Sihui, I managed to find the filling for my COLOURFUL COLOURFUL X1000000000000000000 yam pao(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TNgC4SdPK7I/AAAAAAAACG4/OF_Zrnwb_MY/s1600/IMG_0961.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TNgC4SdPK7I/AAAAAAAACG4/OF_Zrnwb_MY/s320/IMG_0961.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537178907902421938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TNgCHjK6N7I/AAAAAAAACGw/nV3cePV7lFM/s1600/IMG_0956.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TNgCHjK6N7I/AAAAAAAACGw/nV3cePV7lFM/s320/IMG_0956.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537178070575364018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TNgAmtFsMdI/AAAAAAAACGo/Beh6xhipE-E/s1600/IMG_0963.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TNgAmtFsMdI/AAAAAAAACGo/Beh6xhipE-E/s320/IMG_0963.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537176406790517202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since it's a Monday, we have our funny event for our funny day. Heh! I wore my shoes in the room without knowing, until Yana asked me about it when we left to wash our hands! It didn't even occur to me that I should be shoe-less, and all the more to be looking for my shoe once I got oiut to go to the toilet. And yes, there am I, playing with flour and junk and whatsoever, with my shoes on instead of outside. This showed how focused and fun everyone was having in the session that none of them, except Yana - yes, not even me - noticed that I was wearing shoes and still walking around the class. Don't know why, at this time the story of The King and his Clothes or something popped inside my mind. Haha, I bet Yana's gonna start laughing again once she reads my post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other things included Mawar turned sick she didn't make it to class today): I really missed having all the 3 of us together again man! Feels so funny without Yana, or without Mawar during lunches and all that. Even group work feels different. MAWAR, COME BACK TO SCHOOL SOON!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I foresee the day when the 3 of us are back in action again, I'll be sure to take a picture. HAHAA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9916989-4736499279096057187?l=staxgazer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staxgazer.blogspot.com/feeds/4736499279096057187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9916989&amp;postID=4736499279096057187' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9916989/posts/default/4736499279096057187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9916989/posts/default/4736499279096057187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staxgazer.blogspot.com/2010/11/its-so-good-to-feel-like-kid-again.html' title='beautiful mess'/><author><name>GekTeng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02785725742190573756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TQ8aLJUmZ8I/AAAAAAAACI0/s554Msm6ydw/S220/Snapshot_20101004_16.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TNf-No-2K2I/AAAAAAAACGg/YqruGi0jS1w/s72-c/IMG_0965a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9916989.post-208774008984186541</id><published>2010-11-06T13:04:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-06T13:52:52.203+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>My first sunset...</title><content type='html'>ever since I became aware of things. Heh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TNTqKhzfgtI/AAAAAAAACGI/KG4GeJmRr0E/s1600/DSC_0344.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TNTqKhzfgtI/AAAAAAAACGI/KG4GeJmRr0E/s320/DSC_0344.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536307308539118290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TNTm_tWY-JI/AAAAAAAACF4/M_FFgRDQ2hM/s1600/DSC_0360.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I planned to write this post yesterday but was again caught up by family events. Sort of like that la. Spent my whole deepavali at ahma's. It was fun! Especially at night when everyone came and the house was booming with laughter and fun and whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So on thursday after school I went West Coast to catch the sunset with my awesome T02 &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TNTrYNbN9RI/AAAAAAAACGQ/KMSPRnrAlUc/s1600/DSC_0247.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TNTrYNbN9RI/AAAAAAAACGQ/KMSPRnrAlUc/s200/DSC_0247.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536308643098391826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;girlfriends! Armed with 3 DSLRs, mine as the only sole NIKON in the group, starts our journey into the unguarded terrain of the humongous West Coast area. I didn't know West Caost was THAT big! We had supposedly got into the wrong bus, if not alighted at the wrong stop, and went over to the pond and dog running side of the West Coast. Walked in the opposite direction of our destination, and ended up taking a bus there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remembered how Aisyah and Evangeline thought a folded crane on a vehicle looked like the MacDonald's sign that we're desperately finding to get your directions back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally we got there and decided not to walk all the way to where the playgrounds and all were, and settled down at the pier. If only all the yatches and sailboats were not blocking, we would have a complete and unblocked view of the whole sun coming down the horizon. But no matter what, it's a beautiful sight to see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TNTspmHvAnI/AAAAAAAACGY/QFuA0PWbIP8/s1600/DSC_0281a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 133px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TNTspmHvAnI/AAAAAAAACGY/QFuA0PWbIP8/s200/DSC_0281a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536310041296962162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Aisyah's sushi and Hafiza's cookies were the bomb man! We gobbled everything up while sitting on what we call a picnic mat made of the day's Straits Times. Took lots of pictures; Raihanna, Mawar, Hafiza and me were camwhoring on our lovely mat while Evan and Aisyah stargazed and talked. We even had a fun group shot to end the night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TNTmB4rZmaI/AAAAAAAACFo/3Q4hutmg954/s1600/72536_458042159110_532774110_5249501_6054378_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty awesome day spent, I look forward to more of these outings! Especially the one I'm gonna be having with the LADIES of 4/6. May there be lots of events to look forward to in the near future! My NIKON and I are all hyped up and ready for all of it! WOO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TNTmB4rZmaI/AAAAAAAACFo/3Q4hutmg954/s1600/72536_458042159110_532774110_5249501_6054378_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TNTmB4rZmaI/AAAAAAAACFo/3Q4hutmg954/s400/72536_458042159110_532774110_5249501_6054378_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5536302762013858210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9916989-208774008984186541?l=staxgazer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staxgazer.blogspot.com/feeds/208774008984186541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9916989&amp;postID=208774008984186541' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9916989/posts/default/208774008984186541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9916989/posts/default/208774008984186541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staxgazer.blogspot.com/2010/11/my-first-sunset.html' title='My first sunset...'/><author><name>GekTeng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02785725742190573756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TQ8aLJUmZ8I/AAAAAAAACI0/s554Msm6ydw/S220/Snapshot_20101004_16.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TNTqKhzfgtI/AAAAAAAACGI/KG4GeJmRr0E/s72-c/DSC_0344.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9916989.post-166186194160438562</id><published>2010-11-03T21:47:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-03T22:26:04.506+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ECH'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>Post-effects...</title><content type='html'>of the 3 2-hour lectures I had today. If it weren't for GLEE and Amazing Race on Channel 5, I would have been sleeping right now. Oh, but whatever! I have this great feeling I'm gonna enjoy tomorrow. We're going West Coast! With 3 DSLRs, can you believe it? I'm the lone NIKON here, but it's alright, I'm lovin' it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't like lectures back-to-back. Makes poly life seem meek and boring. Especially in the ECH field/course, NOTHING CAN BE BORING. My favourite module of all is ultimately Creative Arts with Ms Lavina. Loving all the songs and jumping around we did during lectures and tutorials! I can't wait for tomorrow's tutorial. IMHO, her tutorial should be the last for the day to make our thursdays end great. Not that Mrs Tian isn't good, but how can Child Development module be comparable to fun and lively Creative Arts?! There's just no way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Writing my notes in Play lecture in tiny sizes. Kinda reminded me of the days with Mrs Lee during Humanities lesson. Oh, I just miss those days. In fact, the lesson that I missed the most in Riverside's actually Mrs Lee's lesson. Don't you just miss those days!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TNFrOk-0UEI/AAAAAAAACFg/5J69nvDS6Vk/s1600/IMG_0931%5B1%5D.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TNFrOk-0UEI/AAAAAAAACFg/5J69nvDS6Vk/s400/IMG_0931%5B1%5D.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5535323315204542530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been visiting the FLICKR community very frequent these days, I kinda liked how flickr worked. Maybe it's time to open another photoblog after I have a steady amount of photographs in my &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/23401801@N07/"&gt;photostream&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9916989-166186194160438562?l=staxgazer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staxgazer.blogspot.com/feeds/166186194160438562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9916989&amp;postID=166186194160438562' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9916989/posts/default/166186194160438562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9916989/posts/default/166186194160438562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staxgazer.blogspot.com/2010/11/post-effects.html' title='Post-effects...'/><author><name>GekTeng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02785725742190573756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TQ8aLJUmZ8I/AAAAAAAACI0/s554Msm6ydw/S220/Snapshot_20101004_16.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TNFrOk-0UEI/AAAAAAAACFg/5J69nvDS6Vk/s72-c/IMG_0931%5B1%5D.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9916989.post-3089668445600750922</id><published>2010-11-02T11:02:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-02T21:01:26.813+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ECH'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>The wisdom of children</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="visibility: hidden; 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&lt;a href="http://mixpod.com/"&gt;Playlist&lt;/a&gt; at &lt;a href="http://mixpod.com/"&gt;MixPod.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May there always be Sunshine&lt;br /&gt;May there always be blue skies&lt;br /&gt;May there always be Mama&lt;br /&gt;May there always be me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May there always be family&lt;br /&gt;May there always be best friends&lt;br /&gt;May there always be good health&lt;br /&gt;May there always be love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May there always be music&lt;br /&gt;May there always be chocolates&lt;br /&gt;May there always be happiness&lt;br /&gt;May there always be peace.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks to this 4-year-old who wrote the first 4 lines, sometimes simplicity is easily achieveable.&lt;br /&gt;And we should not be reminded about this too often.&lt;br /&gt;As they should be etched in our minds and souls as the most basic things in life. &lt;br /&gt;What do you really want in your life?&lt;br /&gt;Fame?&lt;br /&gt;Money?&lt;br /&gt;Think again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Music by Raffi. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9916989-3089668445600750922?l=staxgazer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staxgazer.blogspot.com/feeds/3089668445600750922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9916989&amp;postID=3089668445600750922' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9916989/posts/default/3089668445600750922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9916989/posts/default/3089668445600750922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staxgazer.blogspot.com/2010/11/wisdom-of-children.html' title='The wisdom of children'/><author><name>GekTeng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02785725742190573756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TQ8aLJUmZ8I/AAAAAAAACI0/s554Msm6ydw/S220/Snapshot_20101004_16.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9916989.post-142843458827448668</id><published>2010-10-30T00:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-30T00:29:55.700+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my rantings'/><title type='text'>I SHOULD HAVE GONE HOME!</title><content type='html'>No, please don't be mistaken, ahma's house is good. Just that now that I think through, it'd been better if I've gone home! For the exact same reason why I cane to ahma's place tonight in the first place! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhh stupid stupid me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If sissy's the only one taking the exams tomorrow, then mom won't have any company for the whole 3-4 hours! God! If I have gone home and went along with them tomorrow I could have use the time alone wth mom to chat and shop! Ahhh stupid stupid me why did I think of this NOW. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not much time for heart to heart with mom nowadays. ALONE. yucks. I really feel like dying, what an ultimate mistake I've made today. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*head bangs wall*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9916989-142843458827448668?l=staxgazer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staxgazer.blogspot.com/feeds/142843458827448668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9916989&amp;postID=142843458827448668' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9916989/posts/default/142843458827448668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9916989/posts/default/142843458827448668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staxgazer.blogspot.com/2010/10/i-should-have-gone-home.html' title='I SHOULD HAVE GONE HOME!'/><author><name>GekTeng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02785725742190573756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TQ8aLJUmZ8I/AAAAAAAACI0/s554Msm6ydw/S220/Snapshot_20101004_16.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9916989.post-6395667000015758612</id><published>2010-10-28T20:45:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-28T21:38:19.686+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><title type='text'>Listen!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2ykXuRHXJSw?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/2ykXuRHXJSw?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Your little hands wrapped around my finger&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; it's&lt;br /&gt;So quiet in the world tonight&lt;br /&gt;Your little eyelids flutter cos you're dreaming so I&lt;br /&gt;Tuck you in, turn on your favourite nightlight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To you everything's funny&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;You got nothing to regret&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd give all I have honey&lt;br /&gt;If you could stay like that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh darling don't you ever grow up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Don't you ever grow up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Just stay this little&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh darling don't you ever grow up&lt;br /&gt;Don't you ever grow up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It can stay this simple&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I won't let nobody hurt you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Won't let no one break your heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;No one will desert you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just try to never grow up&lt;br /&gt;Never grow up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're in the car on the way to the movies&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; you're mortified your moms dropping you off&lt;br /&gt;At 14 there's just so much you can't do&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; you cant wait to move out someday &amp;amp; call your own shots&lt;br /&gt;But don't make her drop you off around the block&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Remember that she's getting older too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And don't lose the way that you dance around&lt;br /&gt;In your PJs getting ready for school&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh darling don't you ever grow up&lt;br /&gt;Don't you ever grow up&lt;br /&gt;Just stay this little&lt;br /&gt;Oh darling don't you ever grow up&lt;br /&gt;Don't you ever grow up&lt;br /&gt;It can stay this simple&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No ones ever burned you&lt;br /&gt;Nothing's ever left you scarred&lt;br /&gt;And even though you want to&lt;br /&gt;Just try to never grow up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Take pictures in your mind of your childhood room&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Memorised what it sounded like when your dad gets home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Remember the footsteps&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Remember the words said&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And all your little brother's favourite songs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;I just realized everything I have is someday gonna be gone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here I am in my new apartment&lt;br /&gt;In a big city they just dropped me off&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It's so much colder than I thought it would be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;So I tuck myself in &amp;amp; turn my nightlight on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wish I'd never grown up&lt;br /&gt;I wish I'd never grown up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Oh I don't wanna grow up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Wish I'd never grown up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;I could still be little&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Ohh I don't wanna grow up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;Wish Id never grown up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;It could still be simple&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh darling don't you ever grow up&lt;br /&gt;Don't you ever grow up&lt;br /&gt;Just stay this little&lt;br /&gt;Oh darling don't you ever grow up&lt;br /&gt;Don't you ever grow up&lt;br /&gt;It can stay this simple&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I won't let nobody hurt you&lt;br /&gt;Won't let no one break your heart&lt;br /&gt;And even though you want to&lt;br /&gt;Please try to never grow up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh Ohhh&lt;br /&gt;Don't you ever grow up&lt;br /&gt;Oooh&lt;br /&gt;(Never grow up)&lt;br /&gt;Just never grow up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Of the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FUTURE&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PAST&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;and the &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PRESENT&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Made me tear abit, just like "The Best Day".&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9916989-6395667000015758612?l=staxgazer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staxgazer.blogspot.com/feeds/6395667000015758612/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9916989&amp;postID=6395667000015758612' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9916989/posts/default/6395667000015758612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9916989/posts/default/6395667000015758612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staxgazer.blogspot.com/2010/10/listen.html' title='Listen!'/><author><name>GekTeng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02785725742190573756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TQ8aLJUmZ8I/AAAAAAAACI0/s554Msm6ydw/S220/Snapshot_20101004_16.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9916989.post-7160907631055733608</id><published>2010-10-26T20:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-26T21:09:16.976+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my two cents'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my rantings'/><title type='text'>Coming back to yourself</title><content type='html'>When you complain of people shouting at you frequently, do you think about whether you reciprocate and do it as often as they do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when people shout, is it because they are just furious, or is it because they are just trying their best to get their message through you, who doesn't seem to appreciate and understand the meaning behind those words? Or worse off, who don't even listen?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remembered vividly watching GLEE and they mentioned how Sue Sylvester shouts and was mean to practically everyone except her sister, and the reason is just because her sister was the only one who never shouts in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever you do, or whatever people around you do to you, sometimes it all just comes back down to how you present yourself in front of these people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And sometimes, you'll realise you only have yourself to blame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But as often as I always do when something bad happens, wallowing in self-pity alone, I believe, won't solve the problem. Neither does running away from it will. And instead of just thinking how pathetic you are, why don't you think of the underlying reason behind why things happen? They have a reaosn for happening, you know. And sometimes, you'll find that the main problem is YOU, so CHANGE FOR THE BETTER, FOR GOD'S SAKE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Easier to say than done, I understand. But trying to live up to what I say will help me become a better person. And I'm still learning from experiences. So I'm thankful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's shocking to know how much I have to say just because of one sentence that was carelessly uttered to me recently. And how much emotions it actually get me to write this post. HMMS.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9916989-7160907631055733608?l=staxgazer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staxgazer.blogspot.com/feeds/7160907631055733608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9916989&amp;postID=7160907631055733608' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9916989/posts/default/7160907631055733608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9916989/posts/default/7160907631055733608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staxgazer.blogspot.com/2010/10/coming-back-to-yourself.html' title='Coming back to yourself'/><author><name>GekTeng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02785725742190573756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TQ8aLJUmZ8I/AAAAAAAACI0/s554Msm6ydw/S220/Snapshot_20101004_16.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9916989.post-2086348176978652212</id><published>2010-10-25T23:07:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-25T23:29:23.729+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='videos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ECH'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>Unleash...</title><content type='html'>YOUR CREATIVITY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's the first day of school, and dammit I woke up early. Earlier than expected. Mom was busy doing the laundry at 4AM in the morning and by 5+ she woke me up. Couldn't fall asleep again. I really felt nervous! Hahahaa! After so many years of schooling I still DREAD school. HEH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's bus driver was a damn gong one, I didn't know which silly route he took, but he ended up paying extra ERP, and stuck in numerous jams, that at one point I couldn't recognise where I am anymore I thought he's gonna sell us all. And yes, we took around 1 hour, twice longer than the usual amount of time taken to reach school. I remembered at one point there's signs which pointed back to Woodlands road that seriously freaked me out. I don't wanna be late for the first day of school!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yana reached school at 8.09AM, I remembered checking my phone at that time when she texted me. Mawar's shuttle bus was late. And so Yana went up without meeting us in the end as time was really running out. Turned out that the teacher was also a few minutes late. Traffic jams were happening at all parts of the city, I suppose!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first lesson was Creative Arts for Young Children, and oh how I love it! Can't wait to do up lesson plans, but to act them out in our attachment centres proved it impossible for me. Fiza and I weren't going back to Kindercare anymore, and we had to restart the whole introduction and transition period with new children and all that. I'm seriously gonna miss the people in Kindercare! I can't help but think of how much Miss Anita's gonna be of help with our assignments for this module, since she's a music and movement teacher. Hope we'll be alright in our new environment! Which we wouldn't know until the 4th week of school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But however stressing it was, I had fun! It's somewhat like a sharing session where we get to do physical stuffs and sing and interact. And much to our excitement, we have this drama dn music performance at the end of the term! Whoo! That's gonna be SOOOOO FUN! I seriously can't wait!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CAYC is about unleashing the creativity minds of young children and not enclosing them with boundaries. The sky's the limit! And skies are not always blue, flowers not only red, and leaves not only green either. She showed us this video which I took the time to find in youtube. It's damn cute! I've already listened and listened to this song countless time already, and I CAN'T STOP! Watch it! Just like it's worth reblogging in my blog, it's worth watching!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/TFC08akRvtE?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/TFC08akRvtE?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we had a 3 hour break in between and decided to play monopoly in the games area. Made me think of the days back where we had our o levels and were playing during lunch at Yueqi's... and how maomao made me lose my first kiss. OH DAMMIT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second and last module of the day was Professional Development. For teachers, I can presume. And you know what? Here's the good thing about studying in my course - the lecturers are actually trained teachers who have 20+ years of experience with YOUNG CHILDREN. And all are hyper and childish and everything you wish a teacher can be. Of course there are exceptions, but we shan't talk about the minorities(: One quality of being a professional early childhood educator is to be POSITIVE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And a smile is the best cosmetic anyone can put on. FOC too! hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really enjoyed my day! It's been a wonderful day 1, but to be honest I can't wait for the Depavali holiday next friday and the elearning week on the 5th week. Oh, and did I mention my tuesdays are off for the first 3 weeks? WOOHOO I LOVE MY COURSE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Serious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a decision I will never regret forever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's to great and impactful teachers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. The original singer of the song Red Flowers mentioned in the video above is by Harry Chapin. This is an alternate version(;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9916989-2086348176978652212?l=staxgazer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staxgazer.blogspot.com/feeds/2086348176978652212/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9916989&amp;postID=2086348176978652212' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9916989/posts/default/2086348176978652212'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9916989/posts/default/2086348176978652212'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staxgazer.blogspot.com/2010/10/unleash.html' title='Unleash...'/><author><name>GekTeng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02785725742190573756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TQ8aLJUmZ8I/AAAAAAAACI0/s554Msm6ydw/S220/Snapshot_20101004_16.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9916989.post-4272767802705345135</id><published>2010-10-22T23:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-22T23:54:35.125+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my rantings'/><title type='text'>Guess I'm no different than me 14 years ago</title><content type='html'>I don't have a bedroom to myself. &lt;br /&gt;Only my laptop and phone and a good book with me. &lt;br /&gt;I wear 2 alternating pairs of shorts and shirt every alternate days. &lt;br /&gt;I would not use the computer for 3 days and feel nothing at all. &lt;br /&gt;There isn't even starhub cable tv. &lt;br /&gt;I share rooms in a 4 room flat, compared to a whole room to myself in a 5 room flat back here at home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But can somebody tell me why I'm missing ahma's place already? It's only been less than 3 hours since I left.  &lt;br /&gt;And can anyone tell me why I've not spoken, not even 5 sentences since I stepped into this house once again?&lt;br /&gt;Or how I'm feeling so alone in my bedroom with EVERYTHING a girl would want?&lt;br /&gt;And how about why the only thing I can hear is the sound of the tv booming in the background? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I need therapy. &lt;br /&gt;Being able to curb and control your emotions better makes you suffer inside. &lt;br /&gt;How I wish I could howl like the days when I was still a kid about not leaving ahma's. &lt;br /&gt;But then I'll break my parents' hearts. &lt;br /&gt;Just like I did when I was young. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But whatever I do, I'm still the little kid I was. &lt;br /&gt;Dreading home and school. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really hope I have something positive to post next time. Going JB for a short vacay tomorrow. Itinerary looks fun, but I can never be sure. Especially if I continue to harvest these feelings inside me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever the case, I certainly feel better after writing it all out. I hope I will regret what I've typed or prove myself wrong in the future. Mom and Dad aren't that bad. Especially Dad. I love them. I just don't like to be home with everyone but feel all alone at the same time. This feeling can kill a person inside, and it's the life and interaction I have at ahma's that keeps me alive, for most cases. Therefore I have the reason to get whine-ny when it all comes to an end and it's time to return 'home'. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God, why am I such a heartbreaker. &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9916989-4272767802705345135?l=staxgazer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staxgazer.blogspot.com/feeds/4272767802705345135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9916989&amp;postID=4272767802705345135' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9916989/posts/default/4272767802705345135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9916989/posts/default/4272767802705345135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staxgazer.blogspot.com/2010/10/guess-im-no-different-than-me-14-years.html' title='Guess I&apos;m no different than me 14 years ago'/><author><name>GekTeng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02785725742190573756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TQ8aLJUmZ8I/AAAAAAAACI0/s554Msm6ydw/S220/Snapshot_20101004_16.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9916989.post-166097895587916297</id><published>2010-10-22T12:46:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-22T13:06:36.231+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my rantings'/><title type='text'>Have you ever wondered...</title><content type='html'>how serious the haze situation is back in Indonesia, judging how it has affected Singapore already?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.channelnewsasia.com/imagegallery/store/phpH38uXl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 267px;" src="http://www.channelnewsasia.com/imagegallery/store/phpH38uXl.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PSI's getting over 100, my throat don't feel well, it's as if something's stuck midway of my windpipe I'll feel the bulge whenever I swallow. And Jovianne's getting sick too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But why is this brought upon us? It's not like we're the cause of it! Why are people so selfish? Do they know that their actions are putting lives into danger? And how about themselves? Sometimes, Being able to live in a healthy environment is all we need right? Seriously, what are they thinking? This problem has gone on for FOREVER, and it finally occur to me that I shall blog my feelings about it. My helpless feelings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And holy macaroney! School's starting next week! I'll be going out EVERYDAY and exposed to all the haze shits. It's such a fortunate thing to say I have no breathing or asthma problems since young, if not this will be HELLISH for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've always dreamt of living in a place where there's more greenery and space to run. Imagine fresh air 24/7, and a huge field to run and tumble and roll around. Okay, I don't see myself doing it, but I'd love to have this kind of environment to live in. Singapore's just not big enough to harvest these big dreams of mine. Are they too big? I don't know. I just want to go for some farmstays in New Zealand or Australia, visit their farms, milk some cows, ride some horses, and enjoy mother nature. It's so simple, but so tough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the last note, SCREW THE HAZE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Selfish people, please tell me your reasons, not excuses, for burning the crops. And speeding up the process of clearing your crops is an EXCUSE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9916989-166097895587916297?l=staxgazer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staxgazer.blogspot.com/feeds/166097895587916297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9916989&amp;postID=166097895587916297' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9916989/posts/default/166097895587916297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9916989/posts/default/166097895587916297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staxgazer.blogspot.com/2010/10/have-you-ever-wondered.html' title='Have you ever wondered...'/><author><name>GekTeng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02785725742190573756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TQ8aLJUmZ8I/AAAAAAAACI0/s554Msm6ydw/S220/Snapshot_20101004_16.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9916989.post-4000166992547758693</id><published>2010-10-17T00:56:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-26T21:17:11.249+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='letters to me'/><title type='text'>Optimism is Key.</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;When you think the people who can't afford shoes are pitiful, think again.&lt;br /&gt;Think about those who can afford them, but don't have the ability to make use of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's always someone with a worser situation than the one you're currently in. I need to really get this lesson in my head and live my life on a better note. Getting pissed and upset over little little things aren't cool at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Especially when I'm already so blessed with so many things in life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9916989-4000166992547758693?l=staxgazer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staxgazer.blogspot.com/feeds/4000166992547758693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9916989&amp;postID=4000166992547758693' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9916989/posts/default/4000166992547758693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9916989/posts/default/4000166992547758693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staxgazer.blogspot.com/2010/10/optimism-is-key.html' title='Optimism is Key.'/><author><name>GekTeng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02785725742190573756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TQ8aLJUmZ8I/AAAAAAAACI0/s554Msm6ydw/S220/Snapshot_20101004_16.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9916989.post-9053232826686995063</id><published>2010-10-15T22:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-15T22:57:27.185+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>My Boring Friday</title><content type='html'>I was supposed to go over to ahma's today, ngor ahyi took leave and was at home today. Argh. In the end I spent the whole day rotting at home. I shall not elaborate on the reason, but to just say that I did the TECHNICALLY correct thing in everyone's perspectives, so I'll just go along with it. I'm just so relieved that everyone's home now and I don't feel like I'm the only one at home AGAIN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've always lamented on how I hated to be alone at home when there are other more interesting places I could go. And I especially loathe it when I feel like this even when there's people in the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remembered a particular Saturday night long time ago very clearly. Mom's doing her own things in the room, dad's on the computer, I forgot what sissy's doing. It's as if no one's at home. I felt so suffocated and was ridiculously on the verge of crying that I had to turn on some music on and call someone to talk and make myself feel better. It's that bad for me. I don't know if it's a good thing or not, but I just can't help but feel this way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I grow older I'm able to control my feelings and outbursts more, I have realised. And I'm proud of having to achieve this... whatever you call that. My mother actually thought I needed help to a point she started borrowing 'anger management' self-help books for me when I was in primary school. Yes, it was that serious! It's been such a long way, and I'm glad I can still survive til now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like spending my time on Tumblr. Actually I've been spending most of my vacation on Tumblr, to be honest. (I know the initial plan was to post pictures I shot, but I really can't help but reblog those nice nice stuffs there...) And following The Straits Times on twitter is actually a wise choice that I think I did(: I can really feel that I've grown up, seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, how do I say it? I somewhat behave differently in front of different people. And I've often wondered - does that make me a hypocrite then? HMMS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok, here's something I've learnt in Tumblr. Well, not learn, more of... paid attention to?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ATHAZAGORAPHOBIA - FEAR OF FORGETTING AND BEING FORGOTTEN. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think this is one of my many fears. There's no cure, I think. You'll just have to make it all better by having a thick skin and make the first move by contacting people and catching up with their lives without you so that you can still have them in your life and vice versa?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, friends! I'm waiting for your texts or whatever to prove that you're still alive and kicking! Hahahaa! Better reply to my texts before I get melancholic. LOL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm getting tired, maybe it's because I woke up at around 1 in the afternoon today. But hey! It's an effective time-waster for a lonely Friday like today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outta here!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9916989-9053232826686995063?l=staxgazer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staxgazer.blogspot.com/feeds/9053232826686995063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9916989&amp;postID=9053232826686995063' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9916989/posts/default/9053232826686995063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9916989/posts/default/9053232826686995063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staxgazer.blogspot.com/2010/10/my-boring-friday.html' title='My Boring Friday'/><author><name>GekTeng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02785725742190573756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TQ8aLJUmZ8I/AAAAAAAACI0/s554Msm6ydw/S220/Snapshot_20101004_16.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9916989.post-6735091168559978546</id><published>2010-10-14T22:15:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-14T22:35:58.271+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>MADNESS!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TLcRFo7ShxI/AAAAAAAACFA/L7dLRPFcC_o/s1600/Untitleds.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TLcRFo7ShxI/AAAAAAAACFA/L7dLRPFcC_o/s400/Untitleds.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527905856203687698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Total madness! This is what my laptop screen looks like when I'm still in the midst of uploading other pictures from the celebration. Yuen Lam's proven to be an efficient TAGGER! But to be honest, it irritated the hell out of me with all the sounds and popups. I can totally foresee how I'd end up clicking the 'cancel' box on the uploader like I did yesterday. But luckily, everything came out to be alright(: And yes, yesterday was the day my upload completely failed me, and guess what? I COULD SEE THE PICTURES UP ON YANJUN'S BLOG! totally freaked the hell outta me man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I decided to give it another try today by uploading 5 pictures by 5 pictures. Works better and, in my perspective, faster than trying to upload EVERYTHING at once. I wasted around 1.5 hours last night to come back to a failed upload. In other words, I gave up. Really didn't have the patience to wait soooo long for 50 few pictures to appear on facebook. Yes, I'm as impatient as an ant-eater(I don't know how this animal came into mind but I remember watching something in the animal planet that reminds me of it, haha.).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In YanJun's side, they just magically appeared and lucky her saved the pictures wayyy before the others even get to see it. Pop her visit to her blog and TADAH! all the pictures, glam, unglam of us were there. Except pictures with her in it. So, being the world's best friend, I decided to give her some publicity here in my blog! (It's as if anyone would even care about my blog! lmao.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/Users/ahTING%21/AppData/Local/Temp/moz-screenshot.png" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/Users/ahTING%21/AppData/Local/Temp/moz-screenshot-1.png" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/Users/ahTING%21/AppData/Local/Temp/moz-screenshot-2.png" alt="" /&gt;&lt;img src="file:///C:/Users/ahTING%21/AppData/Local/Temp/moz-screenshot-3.png" alt="" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TLcTRMf6EiI/AAAAAAAACFI/JYo4FzoWmls/s1600/DSC_0078.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TLcTRMf6EiI/AAAAAAAACFI/JYo4FzoWmls/s320/DSC_0078.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527908253754331682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TLcTgJgohUI/AAAAAAAACFQ/GuUIoOTgjno/s1600/DSC_0079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TLcTgJgohUI/AAAAAAAACFQ/GuUIoOTgjno/s320/DSC_0079.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527908510650107202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TLcTtZFwv6I/AAAAAAAACFY/ed20WmASfRE/s1600/DSC_0080.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TLcTtZFwv6I/AAAAAAAACFY/ed20WmASfRE/s320/DSC_0080.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527908738170666914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There you go! My payback time, MUAHAHAHAHA! I'll make sure our dearest Yan Jun sees this:DDDDDDDDDD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9916989-6735091168559978546?l=staxgazer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staxgazer.blogspot.com/feeds/6735091168559978546/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9916989&amp;postID=6735091168559978546' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9916989/posts/default/6735091168559978546'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9916989/posts/default/6735091168559978546'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staxgazer.blogspot.com/2010/10/madness.html' title='MADNESS!'/><author><name>GekTeng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02785725742190573756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TQ8aLJUmZ8I/AAAAAAAACI0/s554Msm6ydw/S220/Snapshot_20101004_16.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TLcRFo7ShxI/AAAAAAAACFA/L7dLRPFcC_o/s72-c/Untitleds.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9916989.post-8446606903959818417</id><published>2010-10-13T21:24:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-13T23:40:05.674+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>Together.</title><content type='html'>Yo! I'm here to blog again! It's been such a fun day today I can't help but post as soon as possible. Met up with YJ, YL, Mel, Mandy and Bernice today to have our belated birthday celebrations at Astons where Mandy slogged for money at.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11 hours! Can you believe it? She works for 11 hours EVERYDAY! Man, she must be filthy rich now. Heh! I guess she must have enjoyed herself there, with friends and all. Sometimes working with fun people is actually not a job anymore, but more of having fun and goofing around. Like in school! When there's no customers. I can see she's really enjoying herself, earning big bucks AND having fun at the same time! Lucky girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus point of Mandy working at Astons - I get big&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TLXNue-MtJI/AAAAAAAACEg/NctrHvzUj6E/s1600/DSC_0001a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TLXNue-MtJI/AAAAAAAACEg/NctrHvzUj6E/s320/DSC_0001a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527550316138771602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; portions of EVERYTHING I ordered. The rice was damn nice I wished I didn't have potato salad and had 2 bowls that rice instead! It's not that big a portion, just that it's of BIGGER portions than a normal side dish can get. Pictures later! Facebook's taking such a long time to upload, I don't want to further lag its progress. And to further slow down my uploading speed is my mother who's watching this new korean drama on the new computer now. Bad influence from her colleagues! She even went online window shopping. HURHUR. And she don't even have credit card! (My father offered to give her a supp. card, but she declined.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, we had free soft drinks too! Thanks to that sweet talker Mandy! If only Astons was a vegetarian restaurant, I wouldn't even hesitate to work there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The minus point to Mandy working there is that she couldn't join us for lunch): But the restaurant wasn't packed, so she could walk around and all that, so it was still good. Not like Shuhui! She didn't come today, hahaha, but we still had the atmosphere liven up! This girl really missed lots of stuff, and I'm now blogging about it to let her get jealous of the fun things we did without her. HAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But chill, I wasn't mad at her absence, and honestly, I don't think anyone were. She promised to show up for her class outing first, so it was right she went for it, like she said she would. But it's one less head on our group picture again):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TLXOfw1AyTI/AAAAAAAACEo/bhD52YL5goY/s1600/DSC_0019a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TLXOfw1AyTI/AAAAAAAACEo/bhD52YL5goY/s400/DSC_0019a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527551162745669938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We waited for Mandy to have her break at 4 to cut the cake, and had lots of fun! Bernice was snapping away with my camera and completely clueless about the focus points. And indeed, some pictures, turned out to be out of focus. Haha! But that was some good shooting Bernice did! I didn't really bothered to shoot people and all that&gt;.&lt; What a lazy photographer I am!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TLXR5guMFII/AAAAAAAACE4/e44O17lEOHw/s1600/DSC_0004a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 262px; height: 175px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TLXR5guMFII/AAAAAAAACE4/e44O17lEOHw/s320/DSC_0004a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527554903633564802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The size of the cake was just right, I guess, and really yummy! Really enjoyed the day. We chatted for quite a while and I got really chatty! Hehehee! I haven't been talking like I did today for such a long time! It almost feels like we're back in Riverside having our recess together at one of the umbrella-shaded picnic tables once again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we're even discussing about the next outing already! Should be set in late December, I gathered, and most probably going to the USS! Hefty amount of entrance fees and spendings for me to save for this 2 months before the trip itself. And I can't wait! I'm literally bouncing with enthusiasm as they mentioned of the plans to visit the USS. I. SERIOUSLY. CAN'T. WAIT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Til I have something to post again, BYEBYE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9916989-8446606903959818417?l=staxgazer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staxgazer.blogspot.com/feeds/8446606903959818417/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9916989&amp;postID=8446606903959818417' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9916989/posts/default/8446606903959818417'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9916989/posts/default/8446606903959818417'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staxgazer.blogspot.com/2010/10/together.html' title='Together.'/><author><name>GekTeng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02785725742190573756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TQ8aLJUmZ8I/AAAAAAAACI0/s554Msm6ydw/S220/Snapshot_20101004_16.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TLXNue-MtJI/AAAAAAAACEg/NctrHvzUj6E/s72-c/DSC_0001a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9916989.post-8271481457021184098</id><published>2010-10-12T11:27:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-12T11:44:14.422+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Something worth mentioning</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/hnOPu0_YWhw?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/hnOPu0_YWhw?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saw this in Tumblr, and here's what &lt;a href="http://apeculiarsprezzatura.tumblr.com"&gt;apeculiarsprezzatura.tumblr.com&lt;/a&gt; posted:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="cap"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Washington, DC Metro Station on a cold January  morning in 2007. The  man with a violin played six Bach pieces for about  45 minutes. During  that time approximately. 2 thousand people went  through the station,  most of them on their way to work. After 3 minutes  a middle aged man  noticed there was a musician playing. He slowed his  pace and stopped for  a few seconds and then hurried to meet his  schedule.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4 minutes later:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The violinist received his first dollar: a woman threw the money in the hat and, without stopping, continued to walk.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6 minutes:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;A young man leaned against the wall to listen to him, then looked at his watch and started to walk again.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10 minutes:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;A 3-year old boy stopped but his mother tugged him along hurriedly.   The kid stopped to look at the violinist again, but the mother pushed   hard and the child continued to walk, turning his head all the time.   This action was repeated by several other children. Every parent,   without exception, forced their children to move on quickly.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;45 minutes:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The musician played continuously.  Only 6 people stopped and listened   for a short while. About 20 gave money but continued to walk at their   normal pace.  The man collected a total of $32.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1 hour:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;He finished playing and silence took over. No one noticed. No one applauded, nor was there any recognition.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;No one knew this, but the violinist was Joshua Bell, one of the   greatest musicians in the world. He played one of the most intricate   pieces ever written, with a violin worth $3.5 million dollars. Two days   before Joshua Bell sold out a theater in Boston where the seats  averaged  $100.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;This is a true story. Joshua Bell playing incognito in the metro   station was organized by the Washington Post as part of a social   experiment about perception, taste and people’s priorities.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;The questions raised:&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;*In a common place environment at an inappropriate hour, do we perceive beauty?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;*Do we stop to appreciate it?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;*Do we recognize talent in an unexpected context?&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;One possible conclusion reached from this experiment could be this:&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;If we do not have a moment to stop and listen to one of the best   musicians in the world, playing some of the finest music ever written,   with one of the most beautiful instruments ever made…&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;How many other things are we missing?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Thanks for the inspiring post! Just thought I'd share this in my personal blog(:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9916989-8271481457021184098?l=staxgazer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staxgazer.blogspot.com/feeds/8271481457021184098/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9916989&amp;postID=8271481457021184098' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9916989/posts/default/8271481457021184098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9916989/posts/default/8271481457021184098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staxgazer.blogspot.com/2010/10/something-worth-mentioning.html' title='Something worth mentioning'/><author><name>GekTeng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02785725742190573756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TQ8aLJUmZ8I/AAAAAAAACI0/s554Msm6ydw/S220/Snapshot_20101004_16.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9916989.post-582551269506670463</id><published>2010-10-11T23:24:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-12T00:23:01.674+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='food for thought'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Life, as it goes.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TLMvJ75RAcI/AAAAAAAACEQ/S63GOT2VMIc/s1600/DSC_0066a.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 163px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TLMvJ75RAcI/AAAAAAAACEQ/S63GOT2VMIc/s400/DSC_0066a.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5526813015456940482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always believe that conflicts don't happen because anyone's wrong, but because of different perspectives and temperaments that people of different characteristics possess. So do we hate? Must we blame? Should we scream our heads off without thinking of how your words hurt or should we just walk away?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What IS the right thing to do when you're fuming and at crossroads?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because the line between losing someone you really love and having closer bonds with each other is really this thin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When's the time to forgive and make peace? Note I didn't say forgive and FORGET, cos' you forgive because you don't want the person to be forgotten and thrown away for the rest of your life. It's that simple. As usual, just my two cents(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remembered very clearly how ahma broke my heart the previous time. And I'm glad for the fact that I've made the decision to make peace AS SOON AS POSSIBLE. Because I know ahma didn't mean to say what she say, no matter how it hurt me. But whatever! It's over and I'm back to normal. Now I know I won't have any regrets in my life. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, things happened, that's what inspired me to write this post and think about stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When people chide, it's because they care. But when 2 different generations collide, this isn't the case anymore. In the name of love, should we ignore, or persuade, or chide? What's the best thing to do in search for the best outcome?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As much as I'm glad I'm not the one directly involved, I'm worried too. Like ahma and ahgong, but just in a different way. I listen, you see, and I don't comment. I learn and grow from experiences around me, and put myself in their perspective.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kids learn to share and care for each other when they are able to put themselves in other's shoes and stand in their point of view. Did we all forget, as we grow, to continue this practice as we interact and mingle?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have always thought of only your own perspective and wallowing in self pity, why not take a look at how others percieve things then? Maybe you'll come to the realisation that you're not that perfect, or pitiful as you think you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end, we know no one's really at fault. We just have to find this common perspective and way of thinking that we can share, to help make things better, and most importantly, find happiness and contentment as a result of the love we give.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But can someone tell me, why my heart's still in such turmoil as I write this post?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9916989-582551269506670463?l=staxgazer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staxgazer.blogspot.com/feeds/582551269506670463/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9916989&amp;postID=582551269506670463' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9916989/posts/default/582551269506670463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9916989/posts/default/582551269506670463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staxgazer.blogspot.com/2010/10/life-as-it-goes.html' title='Life, as it goes.'/><author><name>GekTeng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02785725742190573756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TQ8aLJUmZ8I/AAAAAAAACI0/s554Msm6ydw/S220/Snapshot_20101004_16.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TLMvJ75RAcI/AAAAAAAACEQ/S63GOT2VMIc/s72-c/DSC_0066a.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9916989.post-7413858010431194389</id><published>2010-10-05T19:32:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-05T21:06:50.653+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Homemade Goodness!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TKscLcLKbXI/AAAAAAAACEA/Hdd2aUDDL8w/s1600/DSC_1159a.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TKsbQH6YDYI/AAAAAAAACD4/2Gt0mhDwo3c/s1600/DSC_1170a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TKsbQH6YDYI/AAAAAAAACD4/2Gt0mhDwo3c/s320/DSC_1170a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524539331715796354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't manage to capture the process of making the water chestnut drink, but I did remember to capture the brew! It was super nice, to have homemade drinks almost every week. Last week we had barley, and now water chestnut. How good can life get in ahma's place?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It wasn't until just now that I learnt that the drink is actually made by brewing the skin of the water chestnuts with water! What a worthy investment, if you ask me. You brew drinks with the skin, and get to eat the fruit too. Mom actually said that the fruit can help remove plagues in our teeths when we chew and chew and chew. But in an attempt to make a non-fruit eater like me to have a healthier diet, I can't help but wonder, after the chewing, you don't spit the 'plagues' or whatever in your teeth out, BUT YOU ACTUALLY SWALLOW IT?! Hmms. That's definitely something worth pondering about. Hehehe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been learning kids photography these days, visiting this photographer's baby blog. Her tutorials on how to take young children and the post processing really lit my lightbulb. Haha, I'm glad to have Jovianne as my model! Or guinea pig I guess! And the funny thing about Jovianne is, she's learning and thriving on walking more than she is on crawling! Now, I know and understand that developmental rates differ from one child to another (I heard about the daughter of my aunt's friend whose front teeth grew when she's as young as 4 months!), but knowing to walk first THEN crawl?! Now that's abit unusual, isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's one shot of my guinea pig. I tried not to make the image very photoshop-ed hence just added some pinkish and tweaked little things here and there. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TKscLcLKbXI/AAAAAAAACEA/Hdd2aUDDL8w/s1600/DSC_1159a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TKscLcLKbXI/AAAAAAAACEA/Hdd2aUDDL8w/s320/DSC_1159a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5524540350767197554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, more of the photography tips I was talking about earlier &lt;a href="http://mamarazzis.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;, and her respective baby blog &lt;a href="http://ehgoodlooking.tumblr.com/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;(;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9916989-7413858010431194389?l=staxgazer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staxgazer.blogspot.com/feeds/7413858010431194389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9916989&amp;postID=7413858010431194389' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9916989/posts/default/7413858010431194389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9916989/posts/default/7413858010431194389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staxgazer.blogspot.com/2010/10/homemade-goodness.html' title='Homemade Goodness!'/><author><name>GekTeng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02785725742190573756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TQ8aLJUmZ8I/AAAAAAAACI0/s554Msm6ydw/S220/Snapshot_20101004_16.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TKsbQH6YDYI/AAAAAAAACD4/2Gt0mhDwo3c/s72-c/DSC_1170a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9916989.post-415260459560834175</id><published>2010-10-04T00:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-04T00:44:42.733+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='music'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>the happy kind of emotional</title><content type='html'>Lady Antebellum's our kind of love's playing now(;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/xdGEI3U3b4E?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/xdGEI3U3b4E?fs=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't really intend to post today, but their songs really urged some strong feelings out of me. God, I feel like talking to someone about the numerous and incresing amount of thoughts that are running through my mind now! It's like my typing speed isn't fast enough to catch up with the sentences I'm forming inside my head, and when I finally got there, I forgot how I was supposed to continue already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the background music of lady antebellum isn't helping me express myself clearer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I know I love this song the first time I hear it. Happy happy tune, with the enthu "here we go!" at the beginning. To be honest, it makes me wanna fall in love and I wonder when my knight in shining armour's gonna come for me...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Opps too much disney! Or maybe try the new season of Amazing Race;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As much as I love those sad and touching love songs, these songs give me hope, and make me not want to sleep&gt;.&lt; Everybody needs hope to survive in this crazy world. And I believe that's why religions are such important figures in people's lives, aye? They need to know that someone will be there to protect and love them, and when they feel protected and blessed, they find the strength within themselves to continue! And that's faith(;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, I'm not crossing over to Christianity or what, nor do I intend to. But I believe everyone will always fall back on their respective gods to find strengths right? Just my two cents worth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love how I'd read through the lyrics while listening to songs. It's like directing an imaginative and wonderful music video in your head. And believe it or not, you'll make yourself the lead actress and you'll continue the 'story' even before you sleep, lying on your bed, figuring and daydreaming about the plot. Hahaha! I guess that's what slacking lazy girls in the middle of vacation does to pass their time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And yes, I admit I do daydream ALOT during my 7 week long vacation. No - wait. I daydream 24/7! I just realised. In the bus, when I'm showering, waiting to fall asleep, and of course, listening to songs. Well, what's a 'prince charming-less' girl gotta do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man, how I want to fall in love now. Yes, right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or call it a summer fling! Although summer's over-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I bet if Minmin sees this, she'll be chiding "Ting ting, you're such a bitch."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No substance, GEKTENG! Not cool at all. Heh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So who's up for it? HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAHA!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9916989-415260459560834175?l=staxgazer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staxgazer.blogspot.com/feeds/415260459560834175/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9916989&amp;postID=415260459560834175' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9916989/posts/default/415260459560834175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9916989/posts/default/415260459560834175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staxgazer.blogspot.com/2010/10/happy-kind-of-emotional.html' title='the happy kind of emotional'/><author><name>GekTeng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02785725742190573756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TQ8aLJUmZ8I/AAAAAAAACI0/s554Msm6ydw/S220/Snapshot_20101004_16.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9916989.post-8650679014581688966</id><published>2010-10-01T11:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-01T11:29:29.959+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>happiness is...</title><content type='html'>Whee! You know I'm at ahma's place when I don't blog/facebook everyday:) Everyday's been interesting here and as always, good times fly. It's Friday again, tomorrow's Saturday and tuition time. Guess I'm gonna be going home tonight. AWWWW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Raya with the girls was fun! I get to wear baju kurung again heheee! Will be posting that soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's Children's Day, been wanting to go back to Kindercare with Hafiza but I guess we decided to give it a miss. I had long forgotten that today's the day of the release of our results and woke up to a text full of "codes". Hahahaa! filled with my grades for various modules(; But it wasn't until I logged in to npal did I realise I actually gotten an AD for WRITCOM! LOLS! I don't think I've ever gotten even an A for English for the past 4 years, and now this! THANK YOU OBESITY, hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, my results were admirable. If only it maintains like this for the rest of the 2.5 years in poly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so my aunts actually told ahma that I'd only forgive her if she cooks suan pan zi for me, and so she did, on my second day here, which was yesterday. GOD, I WAS TOTALLY KIDDING! I didn't think they would tell ahma and all that! And what's even worser was that I didn't help her much yesterday on making them because of cramps. I had the worst cramps in the whole wide world yesterday I could sleep off the pain the whole day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the food was DELICIOUS!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this was proven by the fact that I was far too busy eating plates and plates of it (Ahma reserved a whole pot of it for me:D) that I had forgotten to take any pictures to post. I've just finished the last plate! hahaaa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happiness is.... when you're eating too much but not worrying about growing fat! hahahaa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhhh what a wonderful feeling... I'm brimming with love and joy and everything happy I wish it could stay forever! AND EVER!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9916989-8650679014581688966?l=staxgazer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staxgazer.blogspot.com/feeds/8650679014581688966/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9916989&amp;postID=8650679014581688966' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9916989/posts/default/8650679014581688966'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9916989/posts/default/8650679014581688966'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staxgazer.blogspot.com/2010/10/happiness-is.html' title='happiness is...'/><author><name>GekTeng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02785725742190573756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TQ8aLJUmZ8I/AAAAAAAACI0/s554Msm6ydw/S220/Snapshot_20101004_16.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9916989.post-2151732145532607438</id><published>2010-09-29T19:15:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-02T00:26:05.297+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>Raya-ing with poly mates!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TKVp1EY7fKI/AAAAAAAACDY/4w56wSGJ3GA/s1600/DSC_1104.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TKVp1EY7fKI/AAAAAAAACDY/4w56wSGJ3GA/s320/DSC_1104.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522936878472068258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yay! My first raya with the lovely T02 girls! Got to visit Yana's, Ryehanna's, Mawar's, Hafiza's and Aisyah's house. Basically it's a day round Singapore. From Braddel all the way to SengKang, then to Tampines then Woodlands. And not to forget to Aisyah's at Bukit Panjang. The layout of her house is very much similar to mine, although in my house we changed the entrance of the kitchen in order for our fotang to be set up(;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met up with Hafiza and wore her baju kurung. Haven't worn that in a long time since last year's Racial Harmony. Fiza's mom was so enthusiastic of us going in traditional costumes she lent us some jewellery to wear. Lovely!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunch at Yana's with beehoon and coke. I brought my dearest D5000 along with me. I was just beginning to try toggling all the settings like white balance and stuffs, so sometimes the pictures I've taken weren't what I wanted. But yeah, I believe with more practice I'm gonna be PRO. HAHAHAHA!  Practice makes perfect!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so we went to Ryehanna's house next. I didn't know her mom was around until she came out to take a group shot for us! We watched a malay horror movie with no subtitles. Was beyond terrified at the beginning but after that realised the ghost wasn't really mch to be afraid of. But super funny expressions were shot by Evan! Especially those of Fiza! I'm proud to say all have been uploaded in Facebook, by fiza herself:D Take a look if you can! No regrets, promise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met up with Mawar at her house. The cream puffs made by her mother was DELICIOUS! I ate lots of them since I couldn't eat the rest of the food there&gt;.&lt; Then evceryone bused back to Woodlands for Fiza's. Fadzli went too! He's such a super cute darling, hahhaa! I slept the whole ride there, MUAHAHAHAA!  After Fiza's taxi-ed to Bukit Panjang. Heard that Aisyah quarrelled with the taxi driver on which road's the fastest to the destination! Ate a late dinner at Aisyah's, but I didn't hesitate to take a second serving of pasta her mom made cos' it's simply mouthwatering. hehehee! Huge fetish there for food I have, so watch out:D I kinda wished my mom knows how to bake and cook nice stuffs, but reality sucks, don't it? But it's okay! I'll be the one to bake and cook nice things for my family instead(;  Aisyah's dad came back and showed us card tricks. I didn't know how long we watched but everything ended at around 10plus. Aisyah got her dad to drive us to YCK mrt somemore! THANKS AISYAH AND AISYAH DAD! HEHEHE! Go see Fiza's pictures for the card tricks, she took nice pictures of them!  All in all, a nice warm gathering with new friends. What a fun day! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TKVxWClG2RI/AAAAAAAACDo/ytolizDmb3c/s1600/DSC_1101a.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 184px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TKVxWClG2RI/AAAAAAAACDo/ytolizDmb3c/s400/DSC_1101a.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5522945141503351058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9916989-2151732145532607438?l=staxgazer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staxgazer.blogspot.com/feeds/2151732145532607438/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9916989&amp;postID=2151732145532607438' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9916989/posts/default/2151732145532607438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9916989/posts/default/2151732145532607438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staxgazer.blogspot.com/2010/09/raya-ing-with-poly-mates.html' title='Raya-ing with poly mates!'/><author><name>GekTeng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02785725742190573756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TQ8aLJUmZ8I/AAAAAAAACI0/s554Msm6ydw/S220/Snapshot_20101004_16.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TKVp1EY7fKI/AAAAAAAACDY/4w56wSGJ3GA/s72-c/DSC_1104.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9916989.post-7672145620680555324</id><published>2010-09-27T21:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-27T21:16:29.624+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I do lame things when I'm bored.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TKCZH2Rp12I/AAAAAAAACDI/VgmNabATgps/s1600/Untitled.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 412px; height: 101px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TKCZH2Rp12I/AAAAAAAACDI/VgmNabATgps/s320/Untitled.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5521581503263922018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9916989-7672145620680555324?l=staxgazer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staxgazer.blogspot.com/feeds/7672145620680555324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9916989&amp;postID=7672145620680555324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9916989/posts/default/7672145620680555324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9916989/posts/default/7672145620680555324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staxgazer.blogspot.com/2010/09/i-do-lame-things-when-im-bored.html' title='I do lame things when I&apos;m bored.'/><author><name>GekTeng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02785725742190573756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TQ8aLJUmZ8I/AAAAAAAACI0/s554Msm6ydw/S220/Snapshot_20101004_16.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TKCZH2Rp12I/AAAAAAAACDI/VgmNabATgps/s72-c/Untitled.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9916989.post-4574569898223380261</id><published>2010-09-27T16:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-27T19:31:56.132+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>Alone at home.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l9eeo6rUhq1qdif86o1_400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 313px; height: 355px;" src="http://26.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_l9eeo6rUhq1qdif86o1_400.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, almost all the Mondays of my vacation are spent alone at home. Usually I'll opt to go ahma's to stay for the week, since no one will be at home until around 7 at the very least. But I'll spend Mondays in this empty fortress waiting for 5PM. Yes, that is what I live for on Mondays. My tuition thing thing. It's ending soon, I'm sorta feeling neutral about it, just that my only source of income is gone. But well, I don't think earning money is my priority right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been feeling a little emotional these days. Okay, I admit, VERY emotional. It all comes down to people who cares but who tend to express their words a little tougher for people like me to accept. Yeps, thus there's misunderstandings and sadness and the feeling that the world's just better off without me. That's what I was feeling THEN. But I'm glad I'm alright now(;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many times today I often wondered what I'll be doing if I was at ahma's. I always tend to have the feeling I had when I was a kindergatener of waiting and missing home while being stranded in school come back to me these days. And to be very very honest, it's not a good feeling to have. Especially you are in your own home. Without anyone but yourself, though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was watching TV the whole day. Thank god for entertainment shows, I managed to survive on my own during these long and treacherous 7 hours. People say those who are afraid to be alone are not comfortable with themselves, and failure to seek inner peace makes you feel lonely and weak. In other words, you rely on people to help you survive. I don't believe in that. Sure, I'd love to have moments of solitude and quiet reflection time to myself, but not to the entent where it has to stretch for so long. I love relating with people, especially with the ones whom I love and can have fun with. I just somehow have to come to terms with people leaving and gone as time passes. Ahhhh, look where all these are going again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, gotta get dressed, for the long-awaited tuition at 5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heavens, no. It's raining non-stop. ARGH.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9916989-4574569898223380261?l=staxgazer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staxgazer.blogspot.com/feeds/4574569898223380261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9916989&amp;postID=4574569898223380261' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9916989/posts/default/4574569898223380261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9916989/posts/default/4574569898223380261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staxgazer.blogspot.com/2010/09/alone-at-home.html' title='Alone at home.'/><author><name>GekTeng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02785725742190573756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TQ8aLJUmZ8I/AAAAAAAACI0/s554Msm6ydw/S220/Snapshot_20101004_16.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9916989.post-4488226087678192955</id><published>2010-09-26T11:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-26T11:28:48.211+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hint hint!</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;There are stars in the night sky that looks brighter than the others, when you look at them through a telescope you realize that you are looking at twins. The two stars rotate around each other, sometimes taking nearly a hundred years to do it. They create so much gravitational pull there's no room for anything else. You might see a blue star, for example, and realize only later that it has a white dwarf as a companion. But the first one shines so bright, by the time you notice the second one, it's really too late.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-tap-highlight-color: rgba(26, 26, 26, 0.296875); -webkit-composition-fill-color: rgba(175, 192, 227, 0.230469); -webkit-composition-frame-color: rgba(77, 128, 180, 0.230469); "&gt;-Jodi Picoult.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9916989-4488226087678192955?l=staxgazer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staxgazer.blogspot.com/feeds/4488226087678192955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9916989&amp;postID=4488226087678192955' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9916989/posts/default/4488226087678192955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9916989/posts/default/4488226087678192955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staxgazer.blogspot.com/2010/09/hint-hint.html' title='Hint hint!'/><author><name>GekTeng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02785725742190573756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TQ8aLJUmZ8I/AAAAAAAACI0/s554Msm6ydw/S220/Snapshot_20101004_16.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9916989.post-4863591428899009321</id><published>2010-09-26T00:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-26T00:17:40.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just because.</title><content type='html'>Just because I'm always smiling, it doesn't mean I won't cry. &lt;br /&gt;Just because I'm always appearing to not care, it doesn't mean I will not get sad. &lt;br /&gt;Just because I'm good-tempered, it doesn't mean I won't get mad. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And just because I'm me, I still can't get over how your words hurt. &lt;br /&gt;So I'll just sit here and cry alone for now. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WILL GET BETTER. &lt;br /&gt;I MUST. &lt;br /&gt;BUT I WILL NEED MORE TIME THIS TIME ROUND. &lt;br /&gt;I WILL BE HAPPY AGAIN.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9916989-4863591428899009321?l=staxgazer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staxgazer.blogspot.com/feeds/4863591428899009321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9916989&amp;postID=4863591428899009321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9916989/posts/default/4863591428899009321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9916989/posts/default/4863591428899009321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staxgazer.blogspot.com/2010/09/just-because.html' title='Just because.'/><author><name>GekTeng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02785725742190573756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TQ8aLJUmZ8I/AAAAAAAACI0/s554Msm6ydw/S220/Snapshot_20101004_16.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9916989.post-1218671553109619032</id><published>2010-09-23T15:12:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-23T19:54:16.658+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my rantings'/><title type='text'>August the Fifteenth</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TJs7q1U8VjI/AAAAAAAACCw/2RRhj9RN1fk/s1600/DSC_0964a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 376px; height: 250px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TJs7q1U8VjI/AAAAAAAACCw/2RRhj9RN1fk/s320/DSC_0964a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520071375328138802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Also known as the MID-AUTUMN FESTIVAL in the chinese calendar. I loooooove Mid-autumn! Playing with candles, lighting up lanterns, fixing them on trees and other fixtures... making a nice scene out of just paper and a small flame. How nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our family celebration, throughout the years, have never been one that included making small &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TJs_fEYPW9I/AAAAAAAACDA/RIBKRhPQe80/s1600/P1050951.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TJs_fEYPW9I/AAAAAAAACDA/RIBKRhPQe80/s200/P1050951.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520075571256581074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;talks and eating mooncakes while looking up at the huge, huge moon. But I still remembered how we celebrated last year with my best budds! Everyone tied plaits and went down with mooncakes and everything. Shuhui even bought a thermo flask of green tea which no one drank cos' it's too hot! Ahhh, all the good times; I'm always brought back to them now and then. It's really good to come back to awesome memories once in a while to remind myself of how blessed I really am(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year's celebration was quite fun, we lit candles and hung the lanterns that ah g&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TJs6bSYNxEI/AAAAAAAACCg/-DS2IEJ7Lnk/s1600/DSC_0896a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: left; margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; cursor: pointer; width: 179px; height: 280px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TJs6bSYNxEI/AAAAAAAACCg/-DS2IEJ7Lnk/s320/DSC_0896a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520070008736957506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ong just bought on mini bushes along the walkway in our neighbourhood. It was really great to feel like a kid again, only this time armed with a dslr to capture all those wonderful memories to keep for life. If only the playground under ahma's block hadn't been closed for renovation! I really don't understand the rational of destroying a playground that didn't seemed too old or dangerous for kids. Must every corner of the country be filled with modern and ravishly decorated amenities and buildings for it to look good and reputable? As far as I know Singapore mini size is its limits, I had always wished that our good ol' kampongs are still around sometimes. Now I can only wonder what it's like to live in a community where toilets are shared and dogs could roam and children can climb trees and run around and steal fruits from their neighbour's or relative's fruit trees. Now we don't even have the space to do so in our crampy HDB flats. (Excluding the stealingpart, obviously.) If only I was rich. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, may better days lie ahead! What's a civilian got to do but &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TJs5TEeKSsI/AAAAAAAACCQ/8DF_8IB8H3o/s1600/DSC_0934a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float: right; margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; cursor: pointer; width: 185px; height: 120px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TJs5TEeKSsI/AAAAAAAACCQ/8DF_8IB8H3o/s320/DSC_0934a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520068768053217986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;cherish the peace and stability good old Singapore has to offer? At least we still able to carry out our traditions and practices that actually will define us. Well whatever, I'm out of point already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait for Tuesday when I'll go jalan raya with Mawar and the rest! WOOHOO!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9916989-1218671553109619032?l=staxgazer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staxgazer.blogspot.com/feeds/1218671553109619032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9916989&amp;postID=1218671553109619032' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9916989/posts/default/1218671553109619032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9916989/posts/default/1218671553109619032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staxgazer.blogspot.com/2010/09/august-fifteenth.html' title='August the Fifteenth'/><author><name>GekTeng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02785725742190573756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TQ8aLJUmZ8I/AAAAAAAACI0/s554Msm6ydw/S220/Snapshot_20101004_16.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TJs7q1U8VjI/AAAAAAAACCw/2RRhj9RN1fk/s72-c/DSC_0964a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9916989.post-4594452339872972072</id><published>2010-09-21T22:49:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-21T23:31:44.665+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photography'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>Celebrating 74 years of Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TJjH2zPBLYI/AAAAAAAACCI/hyIpvfFOELc/s1600/DSC_0878.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TJjH2zPBLYI/AAAAAAAACCI/hyIpvfFOELc/s320/DSC_0878.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5519381087622606210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, it's ah gong's 74th birthday today. It's been such a long time since we gathered together for a birthday celebration. Well, the downside was not everyone was present. Mom wasn't even there. It kind of disappointed me, to be honest. I swear when I grow older and even as i gain maritial status or whatever, I'll still come home often, as best as I can. I know Mom's tired, but i can't help but get abit upset by her absence when the other 4 daughters are present.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nonetheless I still had fun(: Next up will my ahma's and Mom's birthday, then Christmas, then JOVIANNE'S 1ST AND MY 18TH BIRTHDAY! I shall look forward to the cakes. And the .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It occurred to me I still have lots of unblogged things. I'll try my best! Tumblr's not really cooperating recently. I can't even post my pictures. I shall post more here then! Especially with the new stats feature in Blogger. Interesting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow will be the day the moon is the biggest; Mid-Autumn! I've not been celebrating with my family for a while since I've got friends to celebrate with, I'm sure tomorrow night will be a night that will transport me back to the days where I'm a kid and when the most important task I have to complete is to think of ways to not get back to school the next day. I'll be sure to take lots of photos! May Blogger not fail me like Tumblr did. Thank you very much.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9916989-4594452339872972072?l=staxgazer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staxgazer.blogspot.com/feeds/4594452339872972072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9916989&amp;postID=4594452339872972072' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9916989/posts/default/4594452339872972072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9916989/posts/default/4594452339872972072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staxgazer.blogspot.com/2010/09/celebrating-74-years-of-life.html' title='Celebrating 74 years of Life'/><author><name>GekTeng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02785725742190573756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TQ8aLJUmZ8I/AAAAAAAACI0/s554Msm6ydw/S220/Snapshot_20101004_16.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TJjH2zPBLYI/AAAAAAAACCI/hyIpvfFOELc/s72-c/DSC_0878.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9916989.post-3098696151433889107</id><published>2010-08-29T22:05:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-29T23:51:23.744+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='love'/><title type='text'>Of friendship and love.</title><content type='html'>This is one of the lonely and empty nights when I'm thinking of my past... and my friends... so pardon me for being melancholic. feelings just come rushing to me like this once in a while. I'm sure everyone has their moments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As one matures into adulthood, what will they remember most of their teenage years?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, for me, I guess I'll remember the crazy nights the LADIES have during our infamously often scheduled sleepovers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;那一段美好的记忆&lt;br /&gt;我们都不能够忘记.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the many other things I still think about and laugh to myself secretly. Will memories fade? Or do they last forever? Have we made ample&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 0);" f="5" id="unknown-ebObfJO8K" class="yooper_span"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; deep impressions on each other and impacts on our lives that we will still look back at the good old days? Would we remember about them when we're old and weary? Or will everything just diminish slowly and fade away with the time as seconds and minutes and hours pass?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm very proud to say I've got great friends that I'd LOVE to have for life. Great memories that I still hold dear to me, and even more so now that we see each other lesser and lesser. The value of our friendship? Priceless. Especially in such a scary world where terrorists could come out unscath from an idol audition? And how about the bus hijack in Philippines that costed 8 precious lives? WHERE IS THE LOVE, PEOPLE?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I'm so lucky to have found such great friends in this dog-eat-dog world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 0);" f="5" id="unknown-RNVCjvZDR" class="yooper_span"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ones to turn to in doubt, frustrations, anger, or when I just need a listening ear. To rant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANK GOD FOR FRIENDS. AND OF COURSE FAMILY. I LOVE MY LIFE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You should love yours too, and be thankful that in this mad, mad world, you still have family and friends that actually give a damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cos' in some corners of this world, people are losing their loved ones, or have already lost them. And when you say it's too late, it's really too late to say anything else anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's sleep now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9916989-3098696151433889107?l=staxgazer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staxgazer.blogspot.com/feeds/3098696151433889107/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9916989&amp;postID=3098696151433889107' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9916989/posts/default/3098696151433889107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9916989/posts/default/3098696151433889107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staxgazer.blogspot.com/2010/08/of-friendship-and-love.html' title='Of friendship and love.'/><author><name>GekTeng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02785725742190573756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TQ8aLJUmZ8I/AAAAAAAACI0/s554Msm6ydw/S220/Snapshot_20101004_16.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9916989.post-3972589499658966836</id><published>2010-08-13T13:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-13T13:55:02.495+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random thoughts'/><title type='text'>Something to think about.</title><content type='html'>I was helping my grandma mop the floor earlier on when I realised the water needed filled more than three-quarters of the pail. Usually at home, Mom only filled less than one-quarter of the pail - to save water. &lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 0);" f="1" id="unknown-cEfOIfoo6" class="yooper_span"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 0);" f="1" id="unknown-cEfOIfoo6" class="yooper_span"&gt;"Ah Ma! Why fill the pail with so much water?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 0);" f="1" id="unknown-cEfOIfoo6" class="yooper_span"&gt;"So that the water won't appear to be too dirty and blackish after I finish mopping what!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This has somewhat set me thinking while I mopped feverishly. It's been quite some time since I did anything meaningful whatsoever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's just like how people deal with the negativities in their lives. Like how Ah Ma tried to make the water - in other words, her house - appear to be less dirty by increasing the amount of the water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People, LIKE ME, tend to make their problems and worries less significant by 1. thinking about happy things and 2. engaging in activities that will stop one from looking on the bad side of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I drafted this post inside my head, I thought about my pending piano results. I haven't been thinking about it for quite some time now, with all the flurry of activities I've engaged in these days. But it has always been somewhere in the back of my head, waiting for the right time to 'attack' and to swallow me whole without me knowing. I wonder when it's gonna strike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jovianne's been sick. Flu and all that. It's so tough for me to see her struggle when we gave her medicine. It's easier not to look and simply walk away to another room to read my book when this happens. And I wonder, as we sooth her by exclaiming the return of her voice and the recovery of her fever, are we comforting and consoling her, or are we doing this just to make ourselves feel better?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder if actions like these proves people like me to be optimistic, or if we're just running away from our problems instead?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9916989-3972589499658966836?l=staxgazer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staxgazer.blogspot.com/feeds/3972589499658966836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9916989&amp;postID=3972589499658966836' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9916989/posts/default/3972589499658966836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9916989/posts/default/3972589499658966836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staxgazer.blogspot.com/2010/08/something-to-think-about.html' title='Something to think about.'/><author><name>GekTeng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02785725742190573756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TQ8aLJUmZ8I/AAAAAAAACI0/s554Msm6ydw/S220/Snapshot_20101004_16.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9916989.post-4424298603544427094</id><published>2010-07-30T15:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-30T15:17:22.925+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><title type='text'>Movies!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Argh! sometimes it really sucks to be living in Singapore. Zac  Efron's new movie Charlie St. Cloud comes out 2 MONTHS AFTER US  PREMIERE! WHAT THE HELL!!! but i'm still gonna watch it man. it's gonna  be sooooo AWESOME! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/pw3RgpXMzlM&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/pw3RgpXMzlM&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand. LEEHOM"S new movie is coming out on the same day as the premiere in TW and wherever that is! WOOTS! I think this movie will be great! Can't wait to catch it with Isabel and Shuhui on the first day! woohoo!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/MrYdWRER0oo&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/MrYdWRER0oo&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wooohoo! I bet I'll be watching the movies more than once! YEEEHAWW!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9916989-4424298603544427094?l=staxgazer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staxgazer.blogspot.com/feeds/4424298603544427094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9916989&amp;postID=4424298603544427094' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9916989/posts/default/4424298603544427094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9916989/posts/default/4424298603544427094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staxgazer.blogspot.com/2010/07/movies.html' title='Movies!'/><author><name>GekTeng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02785725742190573756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TQ8aLJUmZ8I/AAAAAAAACI0/s554Msm6ydw/S220/Snapshot_20101004_16.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9916989.post-8855405652387230197</id><published>2010-07-16T13:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-16T13:58:55.121+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my life'/><title type='text'>Contentment.</title><content type='html'>Hi. Alot of things have been weighing on my mind these days, and I've been wanting to write this post for MONTHS. To remind myself. To encourage, and to change.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One day recently I remembered being at Woodlands Interchange waiting for my bus to come, i took a glance at my facebook. Complaints, FMLs, baking life... got me thinking a whole lot. We're always focusing on the bad things that happen to us in life, but what about the positive sides to life? Not that I'm perfect, but being in the aftermath of a screwed-up practical examination is really tearing me up inside. I lay in bed alone at night, and all i could think about is that. Don't tell me I would do well, cos' no one knows best except me, and I can only blame myself. But as I was reflecting through again, why am I having such negative thoughts and putting myself down? The results hasn't even arrived, so there's still a possibility - however small it is - for me to actually PASS the examination! Sometimes it's all about our mindsets. When something bad or undesireable happens, you'd think you're the most unlucky person in the whole wide world you'd rather die. But on the flipside, there's always people that are of more undesireable circumstances compared to you. Didn't do well in examinations? Try again! At least you have a chance to study in a school and get educated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think we should really try not to focus on the bad side of things all the times. Me included. Serves as a reminder, a source of encouragement, for us to get on with life. It's not like we can undo the things that happened. Learn to accept. And always remember that you're not in the worst situation ever! I've read a quote from somewhere, that it's always the people we think are in the worsest circumstances that are the happiest. Simply because they don't have anything to fret about! They enjoy and accept what they have and live life to the fullest. My mother once told me, the more things you have, the more worries you are going tohave. It actually makes a lot of sense. I hold on to things tight. In other words, I'm a stubborn bull. And sometimes it really gets in my way, affecting my emotions and everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Live, laugh, love.&lt;br /&gt;Live your life to the fullest,&lt;br /&gt;Don't forget to inject laughter to it,&lt;br /&gt;And accept and give love without expecting anything back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life always has its ups and downs. It's up to us how we would look at it. When I'm having negative thoughts, I'll learn not to be dwell on it so much that it would affect me, but to a point where I would want to change the situation to what benefits me the most. I'll learn to be contented with what I have, and constantly remind myself that I should be lucky to be able to have 3 meals a day(or sometimes even 4), a warm bed to lie on, family and friends that care. Sometimes it's all that matters, isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay happy, GekTeng!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9916989-8855405652387230197?l=staxgazer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staxgazer.blogspot.com/feeds/8855405652387230197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9916989&amp;postID=8855405652387230197' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9916989/posts/default/8855405652387230197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9916989/posts/default/8855405652387230197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staxgazer.blogspot.com/2010/07/contentment.html' title='Contentment.'/><author><name>GekTeng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02785725742190573756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TQ8aLJUmZ8I/AAAAAAAACI0/s554Msm6ydw/S220/Snapshot_20101004_16.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9916989.post-658695283752393031</id><published>2010-06-26T03:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-26T04:14:45.846+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my rantings'/><title type='text'>revisiting and re-experiencing</title><content type='html'>Hello, I know it's wee early in the morning, but my body clock's kind of messy right now... If only i was in the States... Hehe! I had a blast on Thursday and Friday, man! It's all about old friends and old everythings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I met up with Mandy for the Choir Farewell... we were invited, okay? We didn't just thrash the event. MUAHAHAHAA! Met the teachers and juniors and all that. Quite pleasant, I guess. Took lots of pictures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, the main factor of fun FUN FUN! is the SUBWAY GATHERING. woots! i finally got to see them again, man! it's been a hell of a good time! Shuhui and I met at noon to shop in town, bought a dress thatI'll wear to the wedding... MUAHAHAHA! I think i'll just jeep on building on my wardrobe along with the events coming up... teehee! Jerica and XinYing met up with us later, and we ate and drank and walked around. Sakae buffet was okay-ish. No, I don't really like the experience this time. I didn't manage to eat alot of mayo corn. Stupid CWP Sakae. Isabel joined us pretty late, so we tucked in first, until the conveyor belt became empty and our orders didn't come, and the tables are filled with nothing but empty plates. WHAT THE HELL RIGHT!? angered the shit out of me. Then we spent time talking and laughing and dissing the crew who came and went past us with trays of whatever they are carrying. I think we're the most boisterous and noisy people in there. Stupid management, I no like. I didn't even have a full stomach after the buffet! But in the meantime we took lots of pictures. You shall see how messy is our table, filled up with not food, but empty plates-.- I think what was with us all the time was the green tea that we have to refill OURSELVES. Jerica was so funny, nobody bothered to refill her iced water and in the end she filled the cup with hot water and waited for it to cool... What a sucky meal experience, and a lousy service crew. Disgrace Singapore only:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I would have gone home thinking all the corn had been eaten by the chicken if one of the waitress hadn't told me there was no more corn AT THE END OF THE BUFFET-.- It still pissess me off, actually. Argh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we went to XinYing's house to spend the night. Originally we said we would play mahjong and all that, but we skipped all of that and had heart-to-heart talks all morning, til 6AM. The feeling was so great, having to be able to spill my guts out about everything that has happened and catching up with their lives in return. I missed the times we still used to see each other almost everyday in school and when our world only revolved around woodlands area. More or less la:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jerica had to leave early for her class CIP, while the rest of us slept til 2 in the afternoon. I brought Xinying and Isabel to Zi Zai Vegetarian and went to cut side bangs. HAHAHAA! Eh thanks for giving me the courage! Now I'll know whether I'll regret it or not. But I'm still adjusting to the bangs la, zzz!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's so much pictures to post, and so little time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I don't really know how to manage my throes of pictures already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If one day my laptop just goes off like that, IT'S THE END.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'll still take my time posting it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yea! I still have to edit and photoshop away Shuhui's blemishes! WHAHAHAS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They'll be flipping mad at my slow speed, so to Shuhui, Isabel, Xinying and Jerica, HERE'S A SPOILER!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TCUNfhUlSFI/AAAAAAAACBQ/iCORujc40tI/s1600/553a.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TCUNfhUlSFI/AAAAAAAACBQ/iCORujc40tI/s320/553a.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486806556192622674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;CIAO!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9916989-658695283752393031?l=staxgazer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staxgazer.blogspot.com/feeds/658695283752393031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9916989&amp;postID=658695283752393031' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9916989/posts/default/658695283752393031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9916989/posts/default/658695283752393031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staxgazer.blogspot.com/2010/06/revisiting-and-re-experiencing.html' title='revisiting and re-experiencing'/><author><name>GekTeng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02785725742190573756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TQ8aLJUmZ8I/AAAAAAAACI0/s554Msm6ydw/S220/Snapshot_20101004_16.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TCUNfhUlSFI/AAAAAAAACBQ/iCORujc40tI/s72-c/553a.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9916989.post-5259448292199883192</id><published>2010-06-21T23:12:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-21T23:31:56.010+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>something new, and back to the old.</title><content type='html'>yes, I've bought a NIKON D5000.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yes, I've gotten a TUMBLR account&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and here it is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my photo blog...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.staxgazer.tumblr.com/"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TB-CpIdtvkI/AAAAAAAACBI/wLL7MqGqydc/s320/Untitled.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5485246514318917186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;click the screenshot to access, TYVM(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, back to the old, where I'm most comfortable. teehee! Holidays are meant for gatherings, not homework. or e-learning, for that matter. So, we had a HUANGZU gathering at kbox, which was damn cheap, $8 for 4 hours, where to find! Still got free drink somemore. Then we sang those usual songs and all that. Very fun, everyone's still the same hyped-up people, no matter they are in JC or poly, it's just that we don't stand on the couches and jump and dance to high songs any more. As I've said, old liao ma... And where was I? On the sidelines fiddling with my DSLR. YAY, actually those online manuals and all that doesn't help much, you just have to really get down and dirty with it and bring your camera or whatever wherever you go and experiment with it. Don't have to go baby steps and buy so many cameras just to 'prepare' yourself for the real DSLR by purshasing a semi one first. Waste money lor! RIGHT IVAN???!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, yea, we had fun. After that we met up with Meixia and Hippo to have vegetarian zi char at an unknown place in AMK. Meixia now pro liao lor! She really knows places where there's good vegetarian food man! Gotta go there sometime with my family as well:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for pictures, PLEASE GO TO MY PHOTO BLOG! HAHAHAA! I don't want to upload them here again, it's a waste of time! I'm soo looking forward to the gathering on thursday and friday with the SUBWAY! ***MISSES!!!***&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9916989-5259448292199883192?l=staxgazer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staxgazer.blogspot.com/feeds/5259448292199883192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9916989&amp;postID=5259448292199883192' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9916989/posts/default/5259448292199883192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9916989/posts/default/5259448292199883192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staxgazer.blogspot.com/2010/06/something-new-and-back-to-old.html' title='something new, and back to the old.'/><author><name>GekTeng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02785725742190573756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TQ8aLJUmZ8I/AAAAAAAACI0/s554Msm6ydw/S220/Snapshot_20101004_16.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TB-CpIdtvkI/AAAAAAAACBI/wLL7MqGqydc/s72-c/Untitled.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9916989.post-4587376588602228332</id><published>2010-06-02T23:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-02T23:54:09.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tumble to tumblr?</title><content type='html'>I've been thinking about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Is it time for a change?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Perhaps after i get my DSLR, then I'll post pictures via tumblr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HMMS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss my attachment centre):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What a sucky blabber this is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9916989-4587376588602228332?l=staxgazer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staxgazer.blogspot.com/feeds/4587376588602228332/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9916989&amp;postID=4587376588602228332' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9916989/posts/default/4587376588602228332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9916989/posts/default/4587376588602228332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staxgazer.blogspot.com/2010/06/tumble-to-tumblr.html' title='tumble to tumblr?'/><author><name>GekTeng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02785725742190573756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TQ8aLJUmZ8I/AAAAAAAACI0/s554Msm6ydw/S220/Snapshot_20101004_16.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9916989.post-5632389744310448676</id><published>2010-05-21T23:06:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-22T00:01:20.436+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>Time for myself</title><content type='html'>It's already been 5 weeks since poly started, time really flies. I've made some new friends and have been adjusting well to my new life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Travelling to and fro to my school can be hectic, and lonely. But after all these while, I think I've got used to the loneliness. I'm lucky to have my ipod with me. Sometimes it's good to just sit on the bus with your ipod and looking out at the window, thinking of nothing. I actually liked travelling on the bus on my own more now. I think I actually prefer travelling on my own now. It's kind of a carefree feeling rather than a lonely feeling. I could do whatever I want and do not have a care of others. Sometimes I find I enjoyed this so much I couldn't bear alighting the bus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wished I have the time to look up at the sky more often.  I remembered once sitting on the bus and looking out to the sky-the  blue blue sky with white clouds lolling past. I swear I've never seen  such blue skies in my entire life, and I was just sitting there grinning  to myself wishing that I could sit there and watch the sky forever.  Sometimes happiness can be that simple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know if changes took place within me, if it does, I hope the change in me isn't much, simply because I like the way I am just fine. It's just that the people that are around me changed, but I didn't want me to change according to the people I've been with. So, yea, that's something I think I have to work on. Finding myself and sticking to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Studying in poly gave me more time for myself, time to think, to reflect, daydream, or sometimes simply just to stone. I feel I have more time for my family now, having to return home with nowhere to go after school. And I've somewhat like going home and spending time with daddy and mommy. And I've been practising piano almost everyday too;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Attachments have been fun, better than I've expected. I wished we could have the sessions more often. I keep finding myself daydreaming and thinking about the kids there. And fortunately, my mentor was good! I really liked her, she really provided us with alot of help and seemed really interested in what we're doing and lending a helping hand too. Working along with Hafiza is also a bonus(: At least I've got someone there whom I know, and furthermore she's from my class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's nearing the term break, and the assignments and duedates just poured in from nowhere. I realised our course isn't anything about presentations and projects, but more on writing and reporting. Hell, we even have a module called 'Written Communications'. How cool is that. I have to write thousand-word essays and learn referencing, deal with plagarism and all that, ask me what I'd prefer? I'll tell you after I've completed my argumentative essay for my Written Communications module. Yikes, to think of it makes me want to puke already, I'm lucky the duedate is on July. I think my favourite module is Speech Training. Haha, now I'm trained to talk even! What an interesting course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's been a really messy day, and I found myself walking the pathway that Isabel and me would always walk by after our tuition at Uncle Lawrence's. To think of it, 2009 wasn't really that bad. I mean, of course there are stresses from O' levels and all that stuffs, but I really did enjoy the whole process, and I've been missing it ever since I left. I missed going to Emma's Studying Place every Saturday evenings and walking back home with Isabel. I missed the fun times we had in humanities class with Mrs Lee, the best teacher I have ever had in my whole life. I missed quarreling with Shuhui and disturbing her. I missed how Joel and Mani danced their version of 'Can I Have This Dance' on my 16th birthday. I missed the singing sessions Isabel and I had during class. I missed having recesses with HUANGZU. I missed drawing Mr Radha during math lesson and discussing about his wave-y hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do I still have to continue? If I did, I could write a book.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now to think about all those memories, I realised I haven't even remembered or thought of any negative stuffs from RS. Not a single one. Only the good ones stayed around, and cling to me, supporting me and accompanying me with every milestones I make towards my future. And I have to admit, thinking of all those memories and people who are drifting away from my life like how I'm drifting away from theirs make me weep sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it's not the end, but how good will it be if you guys were there as I'm having fun? Sometimes it's not the same without them, I guess this kind of rapport we have is so unique I'm afraid I couldn't find it anywhere again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder what will happen if we meet again?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe talk for hours, or days, or weeks, or months, or years for nonstop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And whenever I immerse myself in those crazy daydreams of mine, I don't know why, but these people always appear and be part of it. How I hope this applies to real life as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How fun it would be if we take turns to be each other's bridesmaid and the godmothers of each other's children! Aye, Isabel and Shuhui? Ain't that our dream from what seems so long ago?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait to meet all of you again:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9916989-5632389744310448676?l=staxgazer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staxgazer.blogspot.com/feeds/5632389744310448676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9916989&amp;postID=5632389744310448676' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9916989/posts/default/5632389744310448676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9916989/posts/default/5632389744310448676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staxgazer.blogspot.com/2010/05/time-for-myself.html' title='Time for myself'/><author><name>GekTeng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02785725742190573756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TQ8aLJUmZ8I/AAAAAAAACI0/s554Msm6ydw/S220/Snapshot_20101004_16.JPG'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9916989.post-6686191945460791289</id><published>2010-04-28T12:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-28T13:02:30.994+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='news'/><title type='text'>water water everywhere!</title><content type='html'>&lt;h1&gt;S’pore will not renew one water agreement with M’sia which expires  next year&lt;/h1&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="content"&gt;   &lt;p&gt;SINGAPORE: Singapore will not need to renew one water agreement with  Malaysia which expires next year.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;That’s because Singapore has ramped up with local water supply with  new reservoirs, NEWater and desalinated water.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Environment and Water Resources Minister Yaacob Ibrahim said  Singapore will build a second desalination plant over the next few years  to ensure reliability in water supply.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p&gt;Environment &amp;amp; Water Resources Minister, Dr Yaacob Ibrahim, said:  "As the production of NEWater and desalinated water are independent of  rainfall, they can be used to supplement water stocks in an extended dry  spell like the one experienced in February this year, which was the  driest February on record." — CNA/vm&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;YAY! Another step to self-sufficient goes Singapore! I remembered vividly of discussing this topic with Mrs Lee sometime last year during Humanities class about Singapore's water agreement with Malaysia and all that. I'm happy that things turn out so much better for Singapore!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;GO SINGAPORE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9916989-6686191945460791289?l=staxgazer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staxgazer.blogspot.com/feeds/6686191945460791289/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9916989&amp;postID=6686191945460791289' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9916989/posts/default/6686191945460791289'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9916989/posts/default/6686191945460791289'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staxgazer.blogspot.com/2010/04/water-water-everywhere.html' title='water water everywhere!'/><author><name>GekTeng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02785725742190573756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TQ8aLJUmZ8I/AAAAAAAACI0/s554Msm6ydw/S220/Snapshot_20101004_16.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9916989.post-3126435675081414493</id><published>2010-04-25T22:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-25T22:42:22.703+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>goodbye, hello</title><content type='html'>first week of poly, RS Speech Day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's such a bittersweet thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodbye and hello, what an awesome title!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so let's start with RS Speech Day. It's such an unforgettable homecoming, I'll always remember Riverside Secondary and my wonderful days there. So Mandy and I went early to visit our dear choir, and noticed something new to their beautifully imperfect costumes. Hahahaha, what a way to describe their costumes, eh? but it's their voices that matters most, so don't worry ah! Once you graduate all these will be at the backs of your minds already;D It's such a wonderful feeling to come back to choir and have the realisation that I was once a fellow member going through what they were doing then. After that we went down to assemble and all that, by the secondary school method. Hahaha! I sort of miss times like that where we were being shouted and commanded at. Then we had the prize giving in the hall which is so cold; another thing I love about RS, its air-conditioned hall(: And so we got our awards and went backstage, where Mr Low was. Met up with Shuhui there and went out together. Then we saw our lovely Mrs Lee Ai Hoon! WOOHOO! She's the reason I got such good results for my humanities. My favourite teacher, no doubt. I missed her man! We talked alot, of our poly and friends and all that. I got some really good advice from her on the scholarships stuffs. I think I'm gonna go for the bond-free NP scholarship. It's such a lovely chat and catchup, we managed to chat for almost an hour or even more. In other words we missed the rest of the prize presentation and performance. We even talked about how she used to scold us and the recent visit to pure life again. Awww I really missed secondary school man! Lunch was great, even the vegetarian buffet. Yes, there was vegetarian buffet although there's not much 'patrons' for it. Food was nonetheless great, especially the curry!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jerica got tickets to the Brands performance thingy where there's Leehom, so Shuhui and me grabbed the tickets instantly and went wild with excitement. We rushed to the gigantic NUS where we got lost and had to hail a cab to get there. And, the cab ride was for free! Hahahahaa! The performance wasn't what we expected-a whole hour or two of WLH where there will be fans interaction and all that. But nonono, we got it all wrong. Instead we were showcased piano and violin performances by students in Singapore. Taufiq Batisah came, Ruien, and HAdy Mirza too. Luckily Leehom graced the event too, if not it would have been a wasted trip for me. We got to hear him speak english LIVE, although he mumbled and we don't understand a word of what he's saying, and most importantly we got to hear him sing LIVE! Although it's only one song, that's enough for me already, since we didn't have to fork out money or squeeze with other crazy fans and we can make isabel jealous! So, yea, it was great. In fact, it was fabulous!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's go on with poly life. We'll be having weekly attachments with childcare centres in all the 3 years of our poly life, so i can't wait for that to be sorted out. School was quite fun, but there's still decisions to be made and all that, so yea, there's still things to be sorted out. Scholarship's been a problem, but I'll just wait for the interview date to come and I'll worry about it then:D And, in order to get the scholarship I MUST have a CCA, which I havent, yet. Mrs Lee said you must choose something that you are good at, and most importantly, interested in. Hmms. I'm still not sure, but i was thinking of joining the acapella team? But I'll feel like I've backstabbed TAS or something for joining other acapella teams. So we'll discuss that aye, Mandy? And hopefully my weekends would not be touched AT ALL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay that's all for today, no more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a long day tomorrow, so I'd better sleep early. HOPEFULLY./&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9916989-3126435675081414493?l=staxgazer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staxgazer.blogspot.com/feeds/3126435675081414493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9916989&amp;postID=3126435675081414493' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9916989/posts/default/3126435675081414493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9916989/posts/default/3126435675081414493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staxgazer.blogspot.com/2010/04/goodbye-hello.html' title='goodbye, hello'/><author><name>GekTeng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02785725742190573756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TQ8aLJUmZ8I/AAAAAAAACI0/s554Msm6ydw/S220/Snapshot_20101004_16.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9916989.post-6106880084773318027</id><published>2010-04-11T00:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-11T00:49:00.713+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>moving on...</title><content type='html'>Ellis asked about my new blogpost and i decided to satisfy her(:&lt;br /&gt;haha, no la, i just decided to blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;man, time flies. Poly life will be starting soon, and i can't wait! but it wasn't until last week when we had a small secondary school gathering cum isabel's birthday that i realised how i missed those days in secondary school and all my wacky friends. didn't really chat much with mel and all, but really had a great time! caught up mostly with weiloke and joel, and they are still as silly! i will always remember how weiloke knew it was HIM. hahahaa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it rained, but that didn't dampen our upbeat spirits by even one bit. we hid in the void deck and chatted. it's more like a get-together session to let everyone come together and have fun! god bless isabel for organising this. we'll have to meet up again, though, birthday girl's complaining she didn't catch up with everyone at all! this is what you get when you decide to be the host(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so who's next to organise these events? don't forget to invite me! hahahaa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay i'm gonna go watch the MV we made for isabel's birthday LAST YEAR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;god, all the memories...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9916989-6106880084773318027?l=staxgazer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staxgazer.blogspot.com/feeds/6106880084773318027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9916989&amp;postID=6106880084773318027' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9916989/posts/default/6106880084773318027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9916989/posts/default/6106880084773318027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staxgazer.blogspot.com/2010/04/moving-on.html' title='moving on...'/><author><name>GekTeng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02785725742190573756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TQ8aLJUmZ8I/AAAAAAAACI0/s554Msm6ydw/S220/Snapshot_20101004_16.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9916989.post-5510589322429024854</id><published>2010-04-03T16:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-03T16:22:54.571+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my rantings'/><title type='text'>i get worried...</title><content type='html'>nowadays i get worried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i worry about my piano...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i worry about my future...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i worry about my pillow...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i worry about my grandparents...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sighs, ah ma fell down on thursday midnight. i'll never forget the sound of the fall that woke me immediately. NEVER EVER. til now the sound still haunts me. ah gong went for this eye check thing on friday too, and when he came back from ttsh, he went to take a nap immediately. they're really getting old now, and i worry. i still remembered not being able to sleep after THAT night, and taking a peek at ahma every now and then when she makes a turn or something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think about things that keep me awake all night long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and sometimes they make me cry,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because i fear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so i worry.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9916989-5510589322429024854?l=staxgazer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staxgazer.blogspot.com/feeds/5510589322429024854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9916989&amp;postID=5510589322429024854' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9916989/posts/default/5510589322429024854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9916989/posts/default/5510589322429024854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staxgazer.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-get-worried.html' title='i get worried...'/><author><name>GekTeng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02785725742190573756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TQ8aLJUmZ8I/AAAAAAAACI0/s554Msm6ydw/S220/Snapshot_20101004_16.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9916989.post-5563559332776920188</id><published>2010-03-17T21:18:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-17T23:37:31.680+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='piano'/><title type='text'>welcome to the world of adults...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/S6DyyqWLLyI/AAAAAAAAB_U/RvDS5wn_xAc/s1600-h/P1050380.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 323px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/S6DyyqWLLyI/AAAAAAAAB_U/RvDS5wn_xAc/s200/P1050380.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449622501292977954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the past 2 weeks had been the most stressed up weeks of my entire 'non-studying' period. the enrolment package arrived, and god, there's so many forms to fill in, deadlines to meet, blah blah blah. i nearly collapsed into tears when i first opened the damn brown envelope up and realised i know monkeys about the whole shitty thing. yikes, so that's what adults face almost everyday in their wonderfully carefree lives. urgh, the price you have to pay to grow up. i'd rather be a kid for the rest of my life. now i know, there's nothing like a perfect and stress-free adult life anywhere in this whole wide world. if not what are we down here on earth for? to enjoy? i don't think it's that simple. so this is the price i have to pay in order to own an ATM card, iphone, ipod, laptop... argh, just look at how fair the world has suddenly become. HAHA, so philosophical, gekteng-_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadly to say, my mom wasn't the least interested to answer my queries, not even to read the guide. at least i think so. but luckily ah ngor ah yi read it during my super long stay at ahma's and explained everything to me. haha, now i know what is interbank giro, singpass and all that adult stuffs. i even have to explain it to mummy-.- but with the internet it's even more convenient, but sometimes i will feel so lazy i'd rather forget about the whole poly shit and get on with my current meaningless life. that's so pathetic, eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wonder how the JC students are doing. hmms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jovianne's been growing up real fast, and as days passed, her strength grew. i think she'd be a karate champion, or even an olympic swimmer one of these days. WOOHOO i can't wait for her to grow up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've just taken my theory grade 8, and i don't know how it went,  honestly. i can just hope for the best, since i've already put in my  effort. the question of whether i've transfered all my effort into that  paper and all that, i don't know. you know, grade 8 examnimations seems  to be an event so great one might have already gone bonkers even before  starting the damn paper itself. so another factor to great results is:  the current state of mind DURING examination, not only before them. so,  don't ask me about that anymore, we'll come back to it when the results  come back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And finally the most awaited night of the year finally came. it's the stayover of the LADIES! hahahaa! that's what isabel usually called us(shuhui, xinying, jerica, isabel and me dearest). we had a stayover party at xinying's where we played mahjong, watched movies, cooked and ate dinner plus supper, chatted and unleash our dreaming and sleeptalking potentials. yep, it's a whole chunk of intra-discovery(?) among ourselves! and now's the time to consider the survival of our friendship. haha! JOKING! isabel's becoming more lesbian by the way!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you probably don't understand a single thing i'm talking about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well proceeding on. i've found a permanent(hopefully)source of income!... or how do i call it? a tuition student, much thanks to my dad's sister. and even more good news is that i'm now taking over all his subjects instead of only mathematics. amen. i hope i do well... i mean him. everyone seems nice, though. shouldn't be a problem i guess...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i shall just hope for the best in my wonderfully unknown future then!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, i'm going to watch the last episode of the magic show thingy, tootles!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9916989-5563559332776920188?l=staxgazer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staxgazer.blogspot.com/feeds/5563559332776920188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9916989&amp;postID=5563559332776920188' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9916989/posts/default/5563559332776920188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9916989/posts/default/5563559332776920188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staxgazer.blogspot.com/2010/03/welcome-to-world-of-adults.html' title='welcome to the world of adults...'/><author><name>GekTeng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02785725742190573756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TQ8aLJUmZ8I/AAAAAAAACI0/s554Msm6ydw/S220/Snapshot_20101004_16.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/S6DyyqWLLyI/AAAAAAAAB_U/RvDS5wn_xAc/s72-c/P1050380.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9916989.post-3490540008691970633</id><published>2010-02-28T22:49:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-01T00:39:05.615+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='下一站幸福'/><title type='text'>let this be another milestone of my life...</title><content type='html'>just because i'm just so bored after my super busy month of december,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just because i really needed a fix to busy up my life again after being jobless,&lt;br /&gt;just because Shuhui and Jerica watched it and said it's AWESOME,&lt;br /&gt;just because channel 56 was showing the show,&lt;br /&gt;just because i thought the series had already come to an end,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GAN GEK TENG STARTED WATCHING 下一站幸福...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and just because she was so disgusted of how shrewed 任光稀 was at the start of the show,&lt;br /&gt;and just because she felt so touched at all the lines and all,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GAN GEK TENG STARTED TO CHASE THE SHOW&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND REALISED IT HASN'T REALLY REACHED THE LAST EPISODE YET.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and since she was already crazy about the show,&lt;br /&gt;and afterall sacrificed so much tears for the show,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GAN GEK TENG DECIDED SHE WILL LIVE HER LIFE WAITING FOR SUNDAYS TO ARRIVE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND FINALLY THE LAST SUNDAY OF THE SUNDAYS HAS ARRIVED,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND SHE WAS FINALLY ABLE TO SEE THAT DAMN 30MINUTES OF THE LAST EPISODE OF THAT GODDAMN AWESOME SHOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND SHE FEELS GGGGGGREAT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so let this be a milestone of her life.&lt;br /&gt;the first time she's ever been so crazy for a DRAMA for so long&lt;br /&gt;the first time she's chased a drama for so long. (hsm is not counted. i repeat, NOT COUNTED!)&lt;br /&gt;and the first time she's ever cried so much in her life.&lt;br /&gt;SO LET THIS BE A MILESTONE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/S4qZVDUStTI/AAAAAAAAB_M/6XKMIi_WcKw/s1600-h/8b56721dd45ab0d5778e5b76024fbee6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 129px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443331686577386802" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/S4qZVDUStTI/AAAAAAAAB_M/6XKMIi_WcKw/s200/8b56721dd45ab0d5778e5b76024fbee6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;this is a story of love and loss,&lt;br /&gt;of the importance of family and loved ones,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and of honesty and truthfulness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of 任光稀 who has lived a world of lies and hatred, meeting 梁幕橙, a girl who sheds real tears when she's brokenhearted,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of them falling in love for the first time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of self-sacrificing because of love and ended up losing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of loving so deep that one rather die than lose one another...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of a brave single mom living in a life full of secrets raising her diabetic son for 6 years, missing the child's father while looking at him...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of finding out the one you loved has actually forgotten everything... including yourself...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of giving chances and finally loving again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the next stop... is happiness if you're on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/S4qZU8Z7zEI/AAAAAAAAB_E/Y05e2H4SFek/s1600-h/20090929101042638.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/S4qZUYG9IqI/AAAAAAAAB-8/d4i-Z642DIc/s1600-h/010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 124px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443331674978722466" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/S4qZUYG9IqI/AAAAAAAAB-8/d4i-Z642DIc/s200/010.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/S4qZUFaRmRI/AAAAAAAAB-0/qzPCC7UpHmo/s1600-h/001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443331669959481618" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/S4qZUFaRmRI/AAAAAAAAB-0/qzPCC7UpHmo/s200/001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/S4qZTh-bbMI/AAAAAAAAB-s/Ar_jsqCYGls/s1600-h/003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 132px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443331660447444162" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/S4qZTh-bbMI/AAAAAAAAB-s/Ar_jsqCYGls/s200/003.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/S4qZU8Z7zEI/AAAAAAAAB_E/Y05e2H4SFek/s1600-h/20090929101042638.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; DISPLAY: block; HEIGHT: 152px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443331684722003010" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/S4qZU8Z7zEI/AAAAAAAAB_E/Y05e2H4SFek/s200/20090929101042638.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh man, i'm alreadyy on the verge of tears. and i feel like i'm making a commercial or something about the show. hahaha! but nonetheless, it's worth the time watching. and now that my sundays won't be that fulfilling anymore, i need to get my butt on doing something more meaningful than chasing TV dramas... something like... PREPARING FOR MY GRADE 8 THEORY EXAMINATIONS... OH GOD HELP ME PLEASE.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;IT'S GONNA BE A TOUGH 2 WEEKS AHEAD. BUT I'M GONNA DO IT! MUAHAHHAHA!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.S.: ACTUALLY THE PARTS I LOVED MOST WERRE PARTS WITH XIAOLE IN IT. AND THE BEHIND THE SCENES ARE A MUST-CATCH. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9916989-3490540008691970633?l=staxgazer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staxgazer.blogspot.com/feeds/3490540008691970633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9916989&amp;postID=3490540008691970633' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9916989/posts/default/3490540008691970633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9916989/posts/default/3490540008691970633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staxgazer.blogspot.com/2010/02/let-this-be-another-milestone-of-my.html' title='let this be another milestone of my life...'/><author><name>GekTeng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02785725742190573756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TQ8aLJUmZ8I/AAAAAAAACI0/s554Msm6ydw/S220/Snapshot_20101004_16.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/S4qZVDUStTI/AAAAAAAAB_M/6XKMIi_WcKw/s72-c/8b56721dd45ab0d5778e5b76024fbee6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9916989.post-7588166020851753134</id><published>2010-02-07T00:02:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T02:21:00.320+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>Back in Action!</title><content type='html'>YAY, I'm finally back blogging here and making my days have a lasting impression for me when i'm older. yeah, i don't know how to explain, but i always like to know that after many years i will come back to read posts that i've written earlier on. well, and if i really wanted that, i will have to start writing often! if not what shall i come back to years later then? hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;updates on my life... HMMS.&lt;br /&gt;i guess my brain has grown somewhat denser after not blogging for so long. hell, i've not written an essay or anything like that since my olevels english paper! so, if you are wondering, yes, i've been slacking like the black pig that i saw in thailand years ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and for that matter, the pig looks like THIS if you are wondering...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/S22fuFERMAI/AAAAAAAAB9s/cKKic9edn8c/s1600-h/12.04.06+061.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/S22fuFERMAI/AAAAAAAAB9s/cKKic9edn8c/s320/12.04.06+061.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435175939288936450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i worked for the month of december, yes, the season of giving, and yes, i worked on both christmas day and new year, which are both PUBLIC HOLIDAYS. but other than that, the others don't really suck. i met and bonded with some crazy colleagues, and i was glad isabel and bernice were here with me too, having fun together. we even had christmas celebration! really fun, it's been a wonderful time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/S22gugLle_I/AAAAAAAAB90/gphnqDt4TAQ/s1600-h/020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/S22gugLle_I/AAAAAAAAB90/gphnqDt4TAQ/s320/020.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435177046079011826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And on the 5th of january, we welcome another member into our family - baby jovianne! note: my mom didn't give birth, nor was she pregnant for the past 10months. she's my aunt's child&gt;.&lt; onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/S22nUS_pelI/AAAAAAAAB98/T-XMGXpBfvI/s1600-h/IMG_0015.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/S22nUS_pelI/AAAAAAAAB98/T-XMGXpBfvI/s320/IMG_0015.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435184292444076626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/S22vonNkwcI/AAAAAAAAB-k/Qxb1I_FvT58/s1600-h/IMG_0096.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/S22vonNkwcI/AAAAAAAAB-k/Qxb1I_FvT58/s320/IMG_0096.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435193437561602498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the olevel results were released on the 11th, just 2 days away from my 17th birthday. much to my surprise, i got into the roll of honour, clinching 6distinctions(: it was good enough for me! and i was so happy for mandy for her results that i 'fainted' the second time. the decision making wasn't as smooth sailing as i thought it would be. with an l1r4 of 7, i could actually enrol into any course i wanted, but i was still thinking about my 15point course - early childhood education. my parents supported every decision i make, and my piano teacher supported me all the way, but the rest wasn't that supportive of my decision. they said it was a waste. but nonetheless, i got into ECH, and hell, I AM SO HAPPY. for real!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i loved my birthday presents! Shuhui, Jerica, Xinying and Isabel did a DIY calendar for me. that was the most perfect present EVER! even my mom was touched by their thoughtfulness. thanks, guys! bernice, mandy, huiting and the rest gave me an 'AHTING!' bracelet that reminded me of john and jenny, my wacky colleagues. only regina called me 'gekteng', for that matter of fact.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yea, i got an iphone too! as a reward for my outstanding performance. hahaha! i sounded too arrogant to be true, but well, i indeed got an iphone, but i'm still racking my brains on how to use it. the itunes and all made it even more confusing than ever for me. and i'm going to continue figure out the thing after this blogpost. sometimes i really regretted getting it. but other than the syncing problems, the phone was GREAT. it was so touch sensitive i wanted to touch it all the time. HAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i just wanted to share my latest obsession: 下一站幸福! A.K.A autumn's concerto. damn touching i tell you, but what happens behind the scenes is another story. episode 6 made me cry and cry and cry. i was lucky to have not started to watch it when shuhui and jerica recommended this drama to me in early oct. cos' it was hellishly addictive! i loved the behind-the-scenes featurette, each and every one filled with laughter and tears. well mostly laughter. i didn't know Van Ness was so hot. An Yi Xuan used to be the character in the chinese paladin that i hated very much, but oh my god, i have to kowtow her for her awesome acting skills! xiao xiao bing melted my heart when he joined in the drama at episode 7. loved every single bit of it. they were seriously so cute! but overall, for taiwanese idol dramas, this one seemed to be filled with alot more sorrow than the rest. i guess that's what made me start to watch the dramas again. this one's filled with so much emotions - all thanks to the brilliant actors and actresses that portrayed the feelings and characters so well i was deeply mesmerised by the whole story plot and everything. so sweet and SUPER CUTE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/S22rWpd0lDI/AAAAAAAAB-U/VhG4PMKPVj0/s1600-h/010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 199px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/S22rWpd0lDI/AAAAAAAAB-U/VhG4PMKPVj0/s320/010.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435188730882462770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/S22tSvOtZZI/AAAAAAAAB-c/i_N5cUQMb5s/s1600-h/20090929101042638.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 242px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/S22tSvOtZZI/AAAAAAAAB-c/i_N5cUQMb5s/s320/20090929101042638.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435190862733469074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;oh yea, i've just moved one of my pianos into my room yesterday, and i guess my room's almost ready for chinese new year!(after i tidied everything up...) and i was so cropped up with my room and the baby that i haven't even bought a single thing for the CNY. and woohoo! i'm going shopping with the SUBWAY GANG A.K.A SHUHUI JERICA XINYING ISABEL AND GEKTENG TOMORROW! IT'S BEEN SUCH A LONG TIME! and finally we can meet up again! i can't wait!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/S22pTHT9OEI/AAAAAAAAB-E/b4-6hgGakLI/s1600-h/IMG_0147%5B1%5D"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/S22pTHT9OEI/AAAAAAAAB-E/b4-6hgGakLI/s320/IMG_0147%5B1%5D" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435186471151417410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/S22p8zYRkvI/AAAAAAAAB-M/BQTYhNJPkmQ/s1600-h/IMG_2770.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/S22p8zYRkvI/AAAAAAAAB-M/BQTYhNJPkmQ/s320/IMG_2770.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435187187355325170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9916989-7588166020851753134?l=staxgazer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staxgazer.blogspot.com/feeds/7588166020851753134/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9916989&amp;postID=7588166020851753134' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9916989/posts/default/7588166020851753134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9916989/posts/default/7588166020851753134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staxgazer.blogspot.com/2010/02/back-in-action.html' title='Back in Action!'/><author><name>GekTeng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02785725742190573756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TQ8aLJUmZ8I/AAAAAAAACI0/s554Msm6ydw/S220/Snapshot_20101004_16.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/S22fuFERMAI/AAAAAAAAB9s/cKKic9edn8c/s72-c/12.04.06+061.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9916989.post-6957275277944157400</id><published>2009-11-14T22:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-14T22:18:58.601+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>passed the final hurdle.</title><content type='html'>YAY. O'S ARE FINLLY OVER. feels weird. the feeling of unease is slowly starting to overwhelm me, especially during the times when i'm alone. i wonder how i'd do? i hope for the best, the feeling of waiting sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, there's this list of things waiting for me to do after the exams. days that i've been daydreaming for ages have finally arrived and i ain't doing anything yet. haha. sometimes i just want to bask in the time of doing nothing. but then again, i feel i wasted all those time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so there's the list:&lt;br /&gt;- catch up on theory work&lt;br /&gt;- burn all my secondary school stuffs&lt;br /&gt;- repaint my room&lt;br /&gt;- get new furnitures&lt;br /&gt;- tidy up my new room&lt;br /&gt;- find job!&lt;br /&gt;- oh yeah, get ready for PROM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've already got on several trips to town to shop and job-hunt. went far east yesterday and bought my prom dress. quite nice. i'm pleased. now it's just the cludge and the shoes. and what am i going to do with my hair?!?!?! this is driving me crazy. but, anything for the night of the nights, right? haha, i guess everything will eventually come to place when the time comes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got to go, i feel like watching HIGH SCHOOL MUSICAL 3!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9916989-6957275277944157400?l=staxgazer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staxgazer.blogspot.com/feeds/6957275277944157400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9916989&amp;postID=6957275277944157400' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9916989/posts/default/6957275277944157400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9916989/posts/default/6957275277944157400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staxgazer.blogspot.com/2009/11/passed-final-hurdle.html' title='passed the final hurdle.'/><author><name>GekTeng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02785725742190573756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TQ8aLJUmZ8I/AAAAAAAACI0/s554Msm6ydw/S220/Snapshot_20101004_16.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9916989.post-6010960602864595128</id><published>2009-10-25T21:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T21:08:36.463+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>downright nerve-cracking.</title><content type='html'>DANG/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow's the big day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOD HELP ME.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9916989-6010960602864595128?l=staxgazer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staxgazer.blogspot.com/feeds/6010960602864595128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9916989&amp;postID=6010960602864595128' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9916989/posts/default/6010960602864595128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9916989/posts/default/6010960602864595128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staxgazer.blogspot.com/2009/10/downright-nerve-cracking.html' title='downright nerve-cracking.'/><author><name>GekTeng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02785725742190573756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TQ8aLJUmZ8I/AAAAAAAACI0/s554Msm6ydw/S220/Snapshot_20101004_16.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9916989.post-8178268157047777276</id><published>2009-10-02T02:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T02:41:34.408+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><title type='text'>itchy hands...</title><content type='html'>i itchy-handed and spent my night discovering the wonders of photoshop...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/SsT3pXa8JTI/AAAAAAAAB8k/ut9GwAVY35c/s1600-h/P1050896b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/SsT3pXa8JTI/AAAAAAAAB8k/ut9GwAVY35c/s320/P1050896b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387703344275662130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not that well done, but that's enough for today(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9916989-8178268157047777276?l=staxgazer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staxgazer.blogspot.com/feeds/8178268157047777276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9916989&amp;postID=8178268157047777276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9916989/posts/default/8178268157047777276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9916989/posts/default/8178268157047777276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staxgazer.blogspot.com/2009/10/itchy-hands.html' title='itchy hands...'/><author><name>GekTeng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02785725742190573756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TQ8aLJUmZ8I/AAAAAAAACI0/s554Msm6ydw/S220/Snapshot_20101004_16.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/SsT3pXa8JTI/AAAAAAAAB8k/ut9GwAVY35c/s72-c/P1050896b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9916989.post-6078269020551211757</id><published>2009-10-02T00:53:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-02T03:03:24.621+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='graduation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>emptiness.</title><content type='html'>yes, i haven't been typing a real post for so long already. so much has happened, and it seemed so unbelievable i've already graduated from Riverside. i still remember the day when the last batch were having their graduating ceremony, we were still at humanities lesson with mrs lee, saying how we would cry during graduation, and how mrs lee thinks it's stupid judging that we'll be coming back for lessons and o levels. sighs, the wonderful memories... i didn't take alot of pictures as i'm the emcee and all the time backstage struggling with my parts. the only regret i have is not taking a picture with my fellow partner HUMAIRAH. ugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bernice and me cried when we watched the graduating video backstage. we've spent so much time making the speech and video to perfection. THANKS ISABEL, YOU'VE DONE SUCH A WONDERFUL JOB, I DON'T KNOW WHY THE LAST PART IS CUT OFF. i'll snag pictures from isabel. those raw ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lunch was great, and FREE. lols. the chinese rice uncle who used to tease me all the time gave me 2 freshly fried bananas, and me and cuiping went crazy and acted like drama queens. oh yea, mr low gave us graduating gifts too. pencil and eraser. the pencil is exactly what i needed at that moment. THANK YOU MR LOW(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the 5 of us, XINYING, JERICA, ISABEL, SHUHUI AND ME, are officially called SUBWAY. hahaha! it's just so much so that we spent most of our time shopping, and after that going to subway for meals. ahh, all the subways we've been to~ we went to buy rings for ourselves. hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so here are the 'artistic' pictures i've taken earlier on, at the same time trying to figure out my camera's macro mode. it's so fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for your information, i'm not married or engaged or whatsoever. the ring at the back is HUANGZU'S, and the ring in front is my new SUBWAY'S(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/SsT6F5yWulI/AAAAAAAAB8s/RvRr0Q9-q8M/s1600-h/P1050896d.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/SsT6F5yWulI/AAAAAAAAB8s/RvRr0Q9-q8M/s320/P1050896d.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387706033560271442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/SsTmxd-TogI/AAAAAAAAB8E/Au89exT4LgY/s1600-h/P1050903.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/SsTmxd-TogI/AAAAAAAAB8E/Au89exT4LgY/s320/P1050903.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387684791775896066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/SsTmxxAxy2I/AAAAAAAAB8M/TmLAV0ESf3k/s1600-h/P1050904.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/SsTmxxAxy2I/AAAAAAAAB8M/TmLAV0ESf3k/s320/P1050904.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387684796886535010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/SsTmyb_09pI/AAAAAAAAB8U/Aj67JoGMiLY/s1600-h/P1050905.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/SsTmyb_09pI/AAAAAAAAB8U/Aj67JoGMiLY/s320/P1050905.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5387684808425272978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;other pictures after i get them. check out facebook or something. haha i shall continue looking at isabel's photos(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9916989-6078269020551211757?l=staxgazer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staxgazer.blogspot.com/feeds/6078269020551211757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9916989&amp;postID=6078269020551211757' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9916989/posts/default/6078269020551211757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9916989/posts/default/6078269020551211757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staxgazer.blogspot.com/2009/10/emptiness.html' title='emptiness.'/><author><name>GekTeng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02785725742190573756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TQ8aLJUmZ8I/AAAAAAAACI0/s554Msm6ydw/S220/Snapshot_20101004_16.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/SsT6F5yWulI/AAAAAAAAB8s/RvRr0Q9-q8M/s72-c/P1050896d.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9916989.post-35373287044490455</id><published>2009-09-22T21:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T21:41:03.377+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>falling into pieces</title><content type='html'>i think i'm crumbling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at least i think i am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A.R.G.H.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9916989-35373287044490455?l=staxgazer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staxgazer.blogspot.com/feeds/35373287044490455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9916989&amp;postID=35373287044490455' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9916989/posts/default/35373287044490455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9916989/posts/default/35373287044490455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staxgazer.blogspot.com/2009/09/falling-into-pieces.html' title='falling into pieces'/><author><name>GekTeng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02785725742190573756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TQ8aLJUmZ8I/AAAAAAAACI0/s554Msm6ydw/S220/Snapshot_20101004_16.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9916989.post-1611077670868124506</id><published>2009-09-07T22:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T22:38:47.289+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='piano'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='works of inspiration'/><title type='text'>G for GEKTENG!</title><content type='html'>hi, it's the september holidays now, and i have more time to blog, i guess. haven't been really mugging much, except for saturday. i stayed in ahma's house til tonight, and somehow, after leaving that lively and noisy palace in yishun and coming back to this quiet home, i felt empty. there's like, no one to talk to and all, maybe it's just me, who doesn't want to open up... but yeah, if that's the case, i doubt nothing much will change too. the times i spend at home is somewhat insignificant to make me do something about it. I GUESS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so... i've bought the latest NICHOLAS SPARKS BOOK, THE LAST SONG. actually i've just realised the movie is coming out january next year, even before DEAR JOHN hits theatres. so, yea, i think i have abit of catching up to do! can't wait for the movies!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yea, xinling, BANDSLAM???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, days spent at ahma's were always fruitful. i get to get pampered and fattened up before i hit on the books again. i finished reading sophie kinsella's REMEMBER ME? and i thought it was a good read. at least after being so melancholic after my nicholas sparks days. that book's so hilarious i almost laughed my tooth off. okay, a bit way too off, but you get the point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i watched g-force with ahleng ahyi, and cousins, and their cousins, which explains the title if this post. haha, the 2 little ones are cute. they actually reminded me to really work hard for o's and towards my desired course in the poly. hopefully, i can get in, i'll keep my fingers crossed! well, that movie's quite cool, it's like the kiddy version of TRANSFORMERS. and with a moral behind, as usual. i'm beginning to love disney flicks more and more. i wonder how long will it take to have my cable tv back again, DAD?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;something's been bugging my mind since my piano lesson on saturday. sighs. i've been thinking of postponing my grade 8 practical examination to july instead of having it on march next year. there's always so much things to do, and so little time. i still have my theory examinations on march to fret on. sighs, life's a climb, but i know i have to keep on climbing. hopefully the view is so great i melt. haha. so, problem is, i don't know how to get this through my mom. postponing examination dates= more fees to pay. how can i get the message through that there's more chance to score if i'm given more time to prepare? and honestly, who doesn't want to pass their grade8 WITH FLYING COLOURS asap? i'd be glad to do so if i had the capabilities to, so that i can earn big bucks sooner. but problem is, i'm not sure i can. there's still so many things to do, and i really wouldn't like life after the o's to be solely dedicated for piano only. ms chong said it would be better to postpone, and i understand. but will my mom accept it? sighs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i've decided. if she's on the fence about it, god knows what i'll do but to pay the 'extra' fees myself. and i'll dedicate the song 'heartless' to my mother too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lols, joking. i don't think my mom's gonna make me pay. but she's gonna nag, no doubt. key to solving the problem is EFFECTIVE PERSUASION.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;way to go, GAN GEK TENG.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9916989-1611077670868124506?l=staxgazer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staxgazer.blogspot.com/feeds/1611077670868124506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9916989&amp;postID=1611077670868124506' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9916989/posts/default/1611077670868124506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9916989/posts/default/1611077670868124506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staxgazer.blogspot.com/2009/09/g-for-gekteng.html' title='G for GEKTENG!'/><author><name>GekTeng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02785725742190573756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TQ8aLJUmZ8I/AAAAAAAACI0/s554Msm6ydw/S220/Snapshot_20101004_16.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9916989.post-4309016950696455018</id><published>2009-09-01T22:25:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T22:27:12.465+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ZANESSA'/><title type='text'>what the hell happened 4 years ago?!</title><content type='html'>this happened(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/zrGkTX7VKRg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/zrGkTX7VKRg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i'm still smittened.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9916989-4309016950696455018?l=staxgazer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staxgazer.blogspot.com/feeds/4309016950696455018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9916989&amp;postID=4309016950696455018' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9916989/posts/default/4309016950696455018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9916989/posts/default/4309016950696455018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staxgazer.blogspot.com/2009/09/what-hell-happened-4-years-ago.html' title='what the hell happened 4 years ago?!'/><author><name>GekTeng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02785725742190573756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TQ8aLJUmZ8I/AAAAAAAACI0/s554Msm6ydw/S220/Snapshot_20101004_16.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9916989.post-4184351706204459718</id><published>2009-08-31T21:59:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T22:28:36.610+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>teachers' day(:</title><content type='html'>yes, finally after so many donkey years, I BLOGGED AGAIN. lols. not that i didn't want to blog often, but i didn't really have the luxury of time to do so. and i guess this situation will continue up to after olevels ba. evening academy has started and sometimes i get home really late, like about 9. so, yea. i'll be too dead beat to so anything contructive already. now, home seems like a hotel to me. just to eat sleep shit. wth. that's so not cool. and i miss AHMA. sobs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, we rounded up the teachers after the concert and took another class picture. not all is present, but at least most of us are. i don't know where mr radha went after the concert, feels like he disappeared into thin air, but i was really proud of the class for doing their part in making the teachers' day cards. at least everyone put in the effort. i love these kind of group works and all. ok enough crap, and here's another 2 thousand words for today:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/Spvb0cdmQSI/AAAAAAAAB7k/4gqlNoh2HWc/s1600-h/P1050849.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/Spvb0cdmQSI/AAAAAAAAB7k/4gqlNoh2HWc/s320/P1050849.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376132274236834082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/SpvcgMMxo-I/AAAAAAAAB70/7ZWAxM2YJvI/s1600-h/P1050850.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/SpvcgMMxo-I/AAAAAAAAB70/7ZWAxM2YJvI/s320/P1050850.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5376133025785553890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/SpvZHEJC8JI/AAAAAAAAB7c/DXJs7oARfB0/s1600-h/P1050850.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9916989-4184351706204459718?l=staxgazer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staxgazer.blogspot.com/feeds/4184351706204459718/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9916989&amp;postID=4184351706204459718' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9916989/posts/default/4184351706204459718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9916989/posts/default/4184351706204459718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staxgazer.blogspot.com/2009/08/teachers-day.html' title='teachers&apos; day(:'/><author><name>GekTeng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02785725742190573756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TQ8aLJUmZ8I/AAAAAAAACI0/s554Msm6ydw/S220/Snapshot_20101004_16.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/Spvb0cdmQSI/AAAAAAAAB7k/4gqlNoh2HWc/s72-c/P1050849.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9916989.post-5358208387150002755</id><published>2009-08-15T00:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T00:17:23.714+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='works of inspiration'/><title type='text'>i'm indeed going to miss this.</title><content type='html'>my new found song i love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the lyrics are just so meaningful and applicable to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess i'm really going to miss everything when it eventually comes to an end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sighs, where are all the good times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/igm2iGvo-us&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/igm2iGvo-us&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enjoy, while i tune out for the day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9916989-5358208387150002755?l=staxgazer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staxgazer.blogspot.com/feeds/5358208387150002755/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9916989&amp;postID=5358208387150002755' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9916989/posts/default/5358208387150002755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9916989/posts/default/5358208387150002755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staxgazer.blogspot.com/2009/08/im-indeed-going-to-miss-this.html' title='i&apos;m indeed going to miss this.'/><author><name>GekTeng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02785725742190573756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TQ8aLJUmZ8I/AAAAAAAACI0/s554Msm6ydw/S220/Snapshot_20101004_16.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9916989.post-8338189765057703512</id><published>2009-08-11T20:43:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T21:36:08.991+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>yesterday's fun, today's memories.</title><content type='html'>when? yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;who? isabel, jerica, shuhui, gekteng&lt;br /&gt;where? TAMPINES 1, TAMPINES MALL, IKEA, PASIR RIS PARK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;points for summary?&lt;br /&gt;-mixed up tampines mall and 1.&lt;br /&gt;-bought my new wallet. FINALLY.&lt;br /&gt;-subway-ed&lt;br /&gt;-drooled over jap food&lt;br /&gt;-new favourite shop: urban write.&lt;br /&gt;-taxi-ed to ikea, cos gong le.&lt;br /&gt;-ikea not as fun and memorable as the first time, but overall enjoyed ourselves.&lt;br /&gt;-ikea's soft ice-cream changed&lt;br /&gt;-and WE don't like it.&lt;br /&gt;-reached pasir ris park after much efforts.&lt;br /&gt;-ate and walked and camwhored.&lt;br /&gt;-jerica and shuhui had their FIRST AND LAST rope climbing.&lt;br /&gt;-played with some kids&lt;br /&gt;-and almost forgot my cell.&lt;br /&gt;-went back to isabel's, bathed and suppered&lt;br /&gt;-yakked and did a few things&lt;br /&gt;-slept like a pig&lt;br /&gt;-woke up for brunch and watched jap drama&lt;br /&gt;-which had a weird ending.&lt;br /&gt;-and here i am now, DEAD BEAT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/SoFxEtUMtDI/AAAAAAAAB6c/JlU8Cxrwv7s/s1600-h/P1050782.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/SoFxEtUMtDI/AAAAAAAAB6c/JlU8Cxrwv7s/s320/P1050782.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368696556500071474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/SoFxmGi4_fI/AAAAAAAAB6k/ySEz7ebN60o/s1600-h/P1050786.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/SoFxmGi4_fI/AAAAAAAAB6k/ySEz7ebN60o/s320/P1050786.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368697130208263666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/SoFyRPJc6WI/AAAAAAAAB6s/KMdJoixRZDE/s1600-h/P1050792.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/SoFyRPJc6WI/AAAAAAAAB6s/KMdJoixRZDE/s320/P1050792.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368697871251859810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/SoFzP4Wl50I/AAAAAAAAB60/M4hnMNZGuw0/s1600-h/P1050793.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/SoFzP4Wl50I/AAAAAAAAB60/M4hnMNZGuw0/s320/P1050793.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368698947464718146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the rest will be posted after i got all the pictures from isabel, and my beloved thumbdrive from joel(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9916989-8338189765057703512?l=staxgazer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staxgazer.blogspot.com/feeds/8338189765057703512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9916989&amp;postID=8338189765057703512' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9916989/posts/default/8338189765057703512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9916989/posts/default/8338189765057703512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staxgazer.blogspot.com/2009/08/yesterdays-fun-todays-memories.html' title='yesterday&apos;s fun, today&apos;s memories.'/><author><name>GekTeng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02785725742190573756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TQ8aLJUmZ8I/AAAAAAAACI0/s554Msm6ydw/S220/Snapshot_20101004_16.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/SoFxEtUMtDI/AAAAAAAAB6c/JlU8Cxrwv7s/s72-c/P1050782.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9916989.post-3805595435111803788</id><published>2009-08-07T05:54:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T06:42:24.759+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='works of inspiration'/><title type='text'>life doesn't wait for anyone</title><content type='html'>wow, i've got so many things to post suddenly. the end of prelims sure gave me so many opportunities to embrace a carefree lifestyle that i've come to enjoy over the years. for the record, i finished reading 2 books, and had the time of my life with huiting and clique and the usuals for HUANGZU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let's talk about the lunch first. we went to celebrate xinling's belated and zhaoyi's birthday yesterday at pizza hut. god, it's real fun and wacky, although most of the time i'm buried in the contents of my lovely book, I ACTUALLY KNOW WHAT HAPPENED:D. so we bought a cake and had some special request. actually what kind, i didn't really know at first, cos' huiting's the activity overall-in-charge this time. hahaha! it's quite cartoon though. she acted like one of the staffs in 'black shirt' by actually wearing one herself, and led us like a tourguide in causeway point when we're scouting for presents.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we ate and crapped and ate. god, i remembered how hungry i was; going straight to the library with bernice they all, looking at baby names and all. it's really so hilarious back there. oh yea, THANKS HUITING HOR! lol, i was busy reading my book and she was the one who took my order(remember the thing about the staffs in black shirts?) and did all the arrangements for me and my food. i'm thankful la, friend! but pizza hut, being pizza hut, served up the wrong thing, which i expected, and while everyone's food was already served up, they actually waited for mine to come AGAIN before eating. as usual, we started after 'ITADAKIMAS!-ing' which was real sweet. such darlings; my friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that we actually stayed back for admin stuffs. lols! it was so funny. because the tables and chairs were lined up in a way that reminded me of a scene in THE PRINCESS DIARIES, were everyone was seated in 2 rows with a table in between them, i was tempted to try one of the practices i've seen in the movie during that scene. THAT WAS TO USE THE SPOON TO KNOCK THE SIDE OF THE GLASS CUP. lols! and it served its purpose! soon enough, everyone ws looking up and paying attention. everyone as in, including people seated near us. strangers. so it was quite an experience. i can't wait for all the gatherings and chalets we'll be planning! WOOTS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that some of them(the main comm, i suppose...LOLS!) went MIA for a while, looking for the cake perhaps. and when they returned the whole pizza hut was filled with the song 'HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU~' sung by, i think, a choir person. on the radio i mean, lol! it's so choir-ish i freaked out. i didn't even know there's this kind of services provided in pizza hut and even suspected they would charge us more GST in the end. which eventually didn't happen. THANK GOD. so everyone freaked out, but luckily maintained a composure. well, everyone except me i guess. i was laughing until i literally wanted to roll on the floor. such a surprise for everyone; not only the birthday girls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we ate again, the cake this time round. actually i don't think we eat, i think we stuffed ourselves with the cake. can you imagine how full you already are after eating a whole serving of pasta and soup? if you can't, YOU REALLY CAN'T IMAGINE IT. but some of us really nearly exploded. i didn't even felt like eating dinner when i reached home, AND JERICA WENT TO THE RESTROOM 4 TIMES WITHIN ONE HOUR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yanjun bernice jerica peck and me went shop around to get rid of the excess food in our stomachs, while the rest went to yueqi's house 'swimming'. the one without water, you know! so we went to popular and stood at a place and chatted about stuffs. haha, i didn't even know why we're doing this, but everything seemed natural enough and soon we're beginning our small-talk session right in the middle of nowhere. random, i know, but i got used to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we went library again, where i continued reading THE BOOK, and the rest looking for DIY books to challenge themselves on. then eventually we went home la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, now PART II. THE BOOK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually i've waited so long since i've finished the book to say this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NICHOLAS SPARKS IS DA' BOMB!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahh! finally said it. such wonderful stories. i wept alot yesterday. GOD, HELP ME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was reading 'the choice' by nicholas sparks. he's such a good writer; makes readers fall in love with his characters, and takes a twist in the story, making readers like me weep. LITERALLY. CAN YOU BELIEVE THAT. especially i was innocently out there imagining zac and vanessa were the couple. makes me cry even more in the end. LUCKILY IT WAS A HAPPY ENDING. or else i'd go hunt nicholas sparks down and demand an alternate ending immediately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had thought 'a walk to remember' was already an achievement of mine - if not his - but 'the choice' was the first &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;book&lt;/span&gt; that made me cry so much tears literally started like a tap with water flowing. okay, enough of that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another book i've completed was 'just beyond the clouds'. gosh, i wished i could purchase all these favourite books of mine so i can read it whenever i want. this was the second installment for the cody gunner series. the last one too. i'm just fated to meet the first book JUST AFTER i completed the second one. well, i didn't give the first a try, because i literally knew what happened there when i read the second one. so, yea. it's with meixia now. A THOUSAND TOMORROWS. cheesy, AND TOUCHING. and now i'm scared of books that will actually make me cry. oh, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;karen kingsbury &lt;/span&gt;is the author by the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;make a grab for those books and read them if you have the chance. woodlands library has quite an array of karen kingsbury's books, and yishun's one has some of nicholas sparks when you go there at the right time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so, yea, that's about it. i can't believe i typed such a long post at the start of the day. i'm sure mr tsung or miss jasmine lim will be proud of me. HAHA!  today's national day celebration in school. OUR LAST ONE IN SCHOOL. OMIGOD. why is there always a last to EVERYTHING AND ANYTHING?! i don't like it. i don't like farewells, and i don't like a last EVERYTHING. the feeling just sucked, especially when it's with people whom you've come to relate to so much more in a way or another.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9916989-3805595435111803788?l=staxgazer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staxgazer.blogspot.com/feeds/3805595435111803788/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9916989&amp;postID=3805595435111803788' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9916989/posts/default/3805595435111803788'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9916989/posts/default/3805595435111803788'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staxgazer.blogspot.com/2009/08/life-doesnt-wait-for-anyone.html' title='life doesn&apos;t wait for anyone'/><author><name>GekTeng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02785725742190573756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TQ8aLJUmZ8I/AAAAAAAACI0/s554Msm6ydw/S220/Snapshot_20101004_16.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9916989.post-2857078780204145555</id><published>2009-08-02T12:03:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T19:18:40.444+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='studies'/><title type='text'>too fast to catch up on life.</title><content type='html'>i haven't been posting alot about the happenings. yea, my life's going at a pace too fast for me to record the history down. and i think i'm deteriorating at expressing stuffs. so yea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyday's been cramped up with studies, studies, and MORE STUDIES. it's the prelims this week and the coming week, until thurday, but i believe everyone will somehow start to loosen up after tuesday's Additional Mathematics and Pure Chemistry Paper 2s. yes, there's a 's' behind the '2'. i believe we're going to have SO MUCH FUN tackling the papers. UGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;many people have been sick these few days. people i've come in contact with. i wonder why i'm not sick YET. isabel missed the whole week of prelims, xinying missed everything except the paper on tuesday, and bernice missed the physics despite studying, and helping us study so hard. sighs. WASTED./ other than that, i guess the other side where the boys are, well, they still came for the papers. but. sick nonetheless. hahaa! if i was destined to be sick, please let me get sick within this period and not during the o's or else i'll really DIE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been reading some books too. the imaginary friend book is quite nice. SORRY BRENDA I FORGOT TO PASS IT TO YOU YESTERDAY. OMG. lols! can tell she's really wanting to read that book. haha. now i'm reading this book 'Just Beyond the Clouds' by Karen Kingsbury. quite interesting. it's about this teacher teaching adults who had Down Syndrome and all. borrowed 'A Bend in the Road' by Nicholas sparks too, but gave asnira to read it first. i can't wait to read that one too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yea, i forgot to mention about racial harmony. our class had the most number of people wearing ethnic costumes! WOOHOO! and the award? 90BUCKS WORTH OF VOUCHER. FROM THE SCHOOL BOOKSTORE. yikes! at least popular's a better choice la, come on. zzz. Mani was like so suave on that day me and isabel literally melted. whahahaas! okay, i think isabel was the one who really melted. but it's been fun, we went all around the school taking pictures, despite of the 1m contact rule everyone has to follow in due of the H1N1 situation. i can't wait for the pictures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pictures are posted in my facebook, so take a look if you want, cos' i'm lazy to post it in here. AND I HAVE NO TIME! been studying and making notes in preparation for my pure chemistry paper 2. ugh, i hope it helps. i guess i don't have much problems with chemistry, ALL THANKS TO MDM JO. but the problem of math arises. if only we still had mdm nora, i wouldn't be suffering so much now, but a balanced suffering of math everyday. which is, i guess, worth it. lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ookay, i'm going to get back to serious mugging. the house is in so much peace now. perfect for mugging. gotta make use of this. WHAHAHAAS!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9916989-2857078780204145555?l=staxgazer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staxgazer.blogspot.com/feeds/2857078780204145555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9916989&amp;postID=2857078780204145555' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9916989/posts/default/2857078780204145555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9916989/posts/default/2857078780204145555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staxgazer.blogspot.com/2009/08/too-fast-to-catch-up-on-life.html' title='too fast to catch up on life.'/><author><name>GekTeng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02785725742190573756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TQ8aLJUmZ8I/AAAAAAAACI0/s554Msm6ydw/S220/Snapshot_20101004_16.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9916989.post-6454953203715873432</id><published>2009-07-18T14:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-18T14:21:38.434+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><title type='text'>hooked.</title><content type='html'>i have an interesting thousand words to say:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/SmFmcS8frdI/AAAAAAAAB6U/qJNS6ypG1pQ/s1600-h/facebook+crazy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 187px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/SmFmcS8frdI/AAAAAAAAB6U/qJNS6ypG1pQ/s320/facebook+crazy.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5359677667855543762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ahh i think i'm addicted! lols!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feasr not, prelims, i will not give up on you. just allow me to open my restaurant everyday after school and i promise i'll get back to you as soon as i can:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9916989-6454953203715873432?l=staxgazer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staxgazer.blogspot.com/feeds/6454953203715873432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9916989&amp;postID=6454953203715873432' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9916989/posts/default/6454953203715873432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9916989/posts/default/6454953203715873432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staxgazer.blogspot.com/2009/07/hooked.html' title='hooked.'/><author><name>GekTeng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02785725742190573756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TQ8aLJUmZ8I/AAAAAAAACI0/s554Msm6ydw/S220/Snapshot_20101004_16.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/SmFmcS8frdI/AAAAAAAAB6U/qJNS6ypG1pQ/s72-c/facebook+crazy.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9916989.post-2440325046290605131</id><published>2009-07-10T20:27:00.015+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-19T22:26:48.196+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quotes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>my heart is aching.</title><content type='html'>oh man oh man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've just watched A WALK TO REMEMBER. and it's FABULOUS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;touched my heart a great deal now it's aching from it. HOW CAN JAMIE SULLIVAN DIE!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i cried a whole pacific ocean for that one. MY OH MY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Love is always patient and kind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It is never jealous.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Love is never boastful or conceited.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It is never rude or selfish.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It does not take offence and is not resentful.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Love takes no pleasure in other people's sin, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;But delights in the truth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;It is always ready to excuse, to trust, to hope,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;And to endure whatever comes."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUCH A GREAT MOVIE. plot's kind of outdated, but i liked it nevertheless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next. shuhui's birthday. i'll just post pictures. they can replace so many thousand words for me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/Slc3CwB4rjI/AAAAAAAAB48/qXJ8T2kCCjI/s1600-h/P1050646.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/Slc3CwB4rjI/AAAAAAAAB48/qXJ8T2kCCjI/s320/P1050646.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356810802172571186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/Slc3DLnp2bI/AAAAAAAAB5E/GOKvQuN47D4/s1600-h/P1050649.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/Slc3DLnp2bI/AAAAAAAAB5E/GOKvQuN47D4/s320/P1050649.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356810809578740146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/Slc3Du-6_nI/AAAAAAAAB5M/5UtYLRgde-I/s1600-h/P1050651.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; 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height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/Slc5SyCjQjI/AAAAAAAAB50/FUg1cRxlUs0/s320/P1050668.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356813276613394994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/Slc5T85-CbI/AAAAAAAAB58/ofOm0jtFTDQ/s1600-h/P1050670.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/Slc5T85-CbI/AAAAAAAAB58/ofOm0jtFTDQ/s320/P1050670.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356813296710060466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/Slc5Ui7f2gI/AAAAAAAAB6E/QItrE7OCX_c/s1600-h/P1050669.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/Slc5Ui7f2gI/AAAAAAAAB6E/QItrE7OCX_c/s320/P1050669.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356813306917018114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/SlgO7TwYCUI/AAAAAAAAB6M/4L4vQ4378H0/s1600-h/P1050675.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/SlgO7TwYCUI/AAAAAAAAB6M/4L4vQ4378H0/s320/P1050675.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5357048168835451202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and for those who's cracking their heads on how to  surprise your friends, this is an inspiration for you:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-808745390174ae82" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v21.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D808745390174ae82%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1334188757%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6353F8432153ECD7FCA536DB38CF4634901892D5.26F2B9CF75DA2589E5EDBC0B388A347AF3C8B407%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D808745390174ae82%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dhg4BTq_bRSPgcDbuhxkoM_RnNfQ&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v21.nonxt8.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D808745390174ae82%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1334188757%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D6353F8432153ECD7FCA536DB38CF4634901892D5.26F2B9CF75DA2589E5EDBC0B388A347AF3C8B407%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D808745390174ae82%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dhg4BTq_bRSPgcDbuhxkoM_RnNfQ&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;other than these wonderful moments i've got, life has been tougher than ever. school's really stressing. but i love chemistry lessons. mdm jo is always my source of encouragement and hope, never failing to spur us on and give us the support and faith we all need when almost every teacher teaching us has had their backs against us, finding faults and everytthing. we're not really a good class to teach, but under mdm jo's way of teaching and her understandings, the class got controlled real well. hmms. controlled can't be the word. i guess when you like someone, your mind is just set to coorperate and listen to that person more. i can see our class got hugely affected my mdm jo's constant support and understanding. I LOVE YOU MDM JO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i lost my pencil case today, and i'm very sad. it's that favourite red colour wildcats one HUANGZU gave me for my 15th birthday. i really miss it so much. but i've came to know that, sometimes one can get real touched and all when you're in some trouble, and frinds come to render help. i want to thank joel for being so kind. lent me so many stuffs to get my work done. especially your calculator. lols. bernice and the rest were helping me look for it in school and all. going to general office, announcing to the whole class i've lost my pencil case and all. mr wong even consoled me and said his son loses his waterbottle every now and then too. so cute. haha! but 'just move on,' he said. &gt;.&lt; sighs, i guess i'm going to flood the whole earth when we graduate. sorry, mother earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's an interesting dialogue with isabel today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 255);"&gt;isabel: oh man, i lost my beloved pencil of 2 years...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;me: so what!?!? i'm left with only my pencil!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i wish i could find my pencil case back. i feel asif i'm bankrupt now. sighs. i miss it so much. such a great loss for me if i were to lose it forever. sighs. then i still have to prepare a profit and loss a/c. argh, COME BACK TO ME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9916989-2440325046290605131?l=staxgazer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=808745390174ae82&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staxgazer.blogspot.com/feeds/2440325046290605131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9916989.post-5882945225119867693</id><published>2009-07-09T19:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-09T19:52:12.184+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='lyrics'/><title type='text'>awfully sad, but meaningful lyrics</title><content type='html'>yay, i finally got my favourite channel8 the ultimatum de theme song le!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;awfully sad and emotional, but really very meaningful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wonder who can write something as awesome as this...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10.8pt;color:#636563;" &gt;是谁从我天空摘走了星星  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10.8pt;color:#636563;" &gt;一转眼 眉头聚满乌云  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10.8pt;color:#636563;" &gt;从来快乐悲伤都自己判刑 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10.8pt;color:#636563;" &gt;忘了我也值得被关心  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10.8pt;color:#636563;" &gt;一双手一个梦  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10.8pt;color:#636563;" &gt;一路上不断的俯冲  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10.8pt;color:#636563;" &gt;痛到忘了要怎么喊痛  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10.8pt;color:#636563;" &gt;漫长的寂寞淹没我的难过  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10.8pt;color:#636563;" &gt;我的世界是零下的沙漠  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10.8pt;color:#636563;" &gt;其实我也想要拥抱的温柔  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10.8pt;color:#636563;" &gt;融化这颗坚强的泡沫  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10.8pt;color:#636563;" &gt;漫长的等候让人特别失落  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10.8pt;color:#636563;" &gt;锋锐寂寞把天空都割破  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10.8pt;color:#636563;" &gt;还有谁能够紧握着我的手  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10.8pt;color:#636563;" &gt;陪着我期待消失的彩虹 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10.8pt;color:#636563;" &gt; 是谁将阳光都剪成了雨滴  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10.8pt;color:#636563;" &gt;天灰了，快乐总有限期  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10.8pt;color:#636563;" &gt;从来都陷在孤独的流沙里  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10.8pt;color:#636563;" &gt;忘了我也配被人在意  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10.8pt;color:#636563;" &gt;一个人一直走看着梦像做了又空  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10.8pt;color:#636563;" &gt;精疲力尽有没有哪里可以停泊  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10.8pt;color:#636563;" &gt;漫长的寂寞淹没我的难过  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10.8pt;color:#636563;" &gt;我的世界是零下的沙漠  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10.8pt;color:#636563;" &gt;其实我也想有拥抱的温柔  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10.8pt;color:#636563;" &gt;融化这颗坚强的泡沫  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10.8pt;color:#636563;" &gt;漫长的等候让人特别失落  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10.8pt;color:#636563;" &gt;锋锐寂寞把天空都割破  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10.8pt;color:#636563;" &gt;还有谁能够紧握着我的手  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10.8pt;color:#636563;" &gt;陪着我期待消失的彩虹  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10.8pt;color:#636563;" &gt;那是谁的温柔留在我的小手  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10.8pt;color:#636563;" &gt;微不足道却那么重  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10.8pt;color:#636563;" &gt;漫长的寂寞把意志都吞没  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10.8pt;color:#636563;" &gt;整个世界是沉默的漩涡  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10.8pt;color:#636563;" &gt;有谁能陪我手牵着手出走  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10.8pt;color:#636563;" &gt;带我离开空洞的星球  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10.8pt;color:#636563;" &gt;还有什么值得追求  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10.8pt;color:#636563;" &gt;还有什么可以拥有  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10.8pt;color:#636563;" &gt;把怀抱借给我是不是就不再颤抖  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10.8pt;color:#636563;" &gt;有谁能带走这美丽的哀愁  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10.8pt;color:#636563;" &gt;能让我相信被爱的理由&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9916989-5882945225119867693?l=staxgazer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staxgazer.blogspot.com/feeds/5882945225119867693/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9916989&amp;postID=5882945225119867693' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9916989/posts/default/5882945225119867693'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9916989/posts/default/5882945225119867693'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staxgazer.blogspot.com/2009/07/awfully-sad-but-meaningful-lyrics.html' title='awfully sad, but meaningful lyrics'/><author><name>GekTeng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02785725742190573756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TQ8aLJUmZ8I/AAAAAAAACI0/s554Msm6ydw/S220/Snapshot_20101004_16.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9916989.post-1186138008743257854</id><published>2009-07-03T20:47:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T21:22:30.785+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='studies'/><title type='text'>a week has passed...</title><content type='html'>hello. it's finally the end of term 3 week 1 for us. god, i don't think i've worked so hard all my life before! lessons starts at 8, finishes at 5. with only 1hour and 15minutes break time. seems just like work, but minus the salary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been doing revision for POA, math is still progressing on the way. i may need to work abit harder for math. sighs! chem is still alright. physics? I DON'T KNOW. last year's prelim papers are pretty demoralising. mr low just came back from LOA with a black face that i've come to dislike since the start of last year. mdm jo says he's concerned about us, and i'm quite touched. haha! humans is still as good as before. i got like, 23 out of 25 for my focus SBQ test! woots! english, SHITTY. but we're going to merge with bernice's class! YAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chinese. just had chinese oral today. i guess it went pretty well, cos' it's about the youth olympics and stuffs, so i had things to say. was quite a sad thing i didn't start and end my reading aloud really well. other than that, i guess everything's fine(: now i just have to nail my listening compre and accept my fate. lols!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's been tough. and i'm sure the roads ahead will be tougher. i have to start revising for AMATH, damn. and start chionging on past year papers. there seemed so much things to do, i didn't even know where and how to start. but i have to find a way. i can't waste anymore time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm addicted to the channel8 drama, the ultimatum's theme song. i remembered i was doing my sciences on monday night after a gruelling first day at school. then i heard this song, and i literally broke down. lols! cos' the last time i heard this song was at my ahma's house. i love it there you know. it's like a shelter and a place to hide from all your responsibilities after a frightful and stressful week. sighs, i wished i could stay with ahma. i wonder how will life be if i did? i'd be more happy, and cheery at home, i guess. i've been too quiet nowadays at home. and i hate the silence around me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been planning very enthusiastically for the long-awaited shuhui's birthday bash. tthe crazy plan i thought about few months ago obviously didn't work out, as the highness eventually died down and soon enough no one was bothering about that crazy plan of mine. so we decided to do something else. our aim: to make shuhui cry. IT'S LIKE SO EASY! haha! birthday bash on monday, update details when free. hopefully i'll get lots of pictures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yea, tomorrow's mani's birthday. we bought a liverpool soccer ball for him and buried it deep under loads of snacks. i loved his response! when we took out the huge box, he was like 'what the fish!' then when he opened it and saw the boxed 'filled' with snacks, he was going 'oh my god.' then we called him to dig, and when he saw the ball he was like 'oh shit oh shit I LOVE IT.' woots! hooray for us! one more birthday down! i love birthdays! even if it's not mine, i'm so happy of mani's reaction! hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's all. i hope i'll be able to cope with my studies and all the crazy things that are happening now. and i seriously hope school won't close. if not that's it for my olevels.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9916989-1186138008743257854?l=staxgazer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staxgazer.blogspot.com/feeds/1186138008743257854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9916989&amp;postID=1186138008743257854' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9916989/posts/default/1186138008743257854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9916989/posts/default/1186138008743257854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staxgazer.blogspot.com/2009/07/week-has-passed.html' title='a week has passed...'/><author><name>GekTeng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02785725742190573756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TQ8aLJUmZ8I/AAAAAAAACI0/s554Msm6ydw/S220/Snapshot_20101004_16.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9916989.post-8217722440894546929</id><published>2009-06-28T16:12:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-28T17:08:46.166+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><title type='text'>GOOD TIMES FLY.</title><content type='html'>Student Council Farewell was nice, and i'm wise enough to just prove that to you with just one picture. well, a picture speaks a thousand words. VERY TRUE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/SkcoyFv2RdI/AAAAAAAAB3c/VlxS58yOaqA/s1600-h/COLLATE+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/SkcoyFv2RdI/AAAAAAAAB3c/VlxS58yOaqA/s320/COLLATE+2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352291523154560466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to botanical gardens with aunts and parents. was so surprised when dad bailed out on work and went with us(: took some really awesome pictures using my macro mode on the camera. pictures turned out real great. met some really cute toddlers. a day i'll never forget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/SkcpqVQGtwI/AAAAAAAAB3k/U9AOAgvG5YU/s1600-h/P1050583.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/SkcpqVQGtwI/AAAAAAAAB3k/U9AOAgvG5YU/s320/P1050583.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352292489389061890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/SkcqJI3xapI/AAAAAAAAB3s/INt3Qu4782M/s1600-h/P1050584.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/SkcqJI3xapI/AAAAAAAAB3s/INt3Qu4782M/s320/P1050584.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352293018641722002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/SkcqrJGR-OI/AAAAAAAAB30/x6gSTIKx00g/s1600-h/P1050589.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/SkcqrJGR-OI/AAAAAAAAB30/x6gSTIKx00g/s320/P1050589.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352293602818128098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/SkcuOF2JUyI/AAAAAAAAB38/I741UrzFRA8/s1600-h/COLLATE+-+FLOWERWS.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/SkcuOF2JUyI/AAAAAAAAB38/I741UrzFRA8/s320/COLLATE+-+FLOWERWS.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352297501775450914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/Skcu8T_uE4I/AAAAAAAAB4E/HEg_AWCIe6M/s1600-h/P1050619.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/Skcu8T_uE4I/AAAAAAAAB4E/HEg_AWCIe6M/s320/P1050619.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352298295847687042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;most of my 2 weeks holidays were spent at ahma's house. i enjoy being pampered by them after these grueling months of torture. days were well spent there. LOVE THE FOOD ESPECIALLY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to uncle's company function for screening of transformers. got a few free tickets and was asked to invite my friends. shuhui, isabel and xinying tagged along. had so much fun, and the movie was GREAT. optimus prime is SHUAI, and bumblebee is SO CUTE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/SkcvxJRjnaI/AAAAAAAAB4M/QzTEMZMBW-U/s1600-h/P1050625.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/SkcvxJRjnaI/AAAAAAAAB4M/QzTEMZMBW-U/s320/P1050625.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352299203502775714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/SkcwXYnTn-I/AAAAAAAAB4U/zFOCxBm6jsE/s1600-h/P1050628.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/SkcwXYnTn-I/AAAAAAAAB4U/zFOCxBm6jsE/s320/P1050628.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352299860455563234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a slumber party after that at my house. xinying couldn't make it and had to miss out the fun. facebook-ed all night and yakked all night. shuhui is hilarious! she cooks good food, and talks funny. what a great friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/SkcxfYUR6yI/AAAAAAAAB4k/Pi7q-I1TuCs/s1600-h/IMG_2587.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/SkcxfYUR6yI/AAAAAAAAB4k/Pi7q-I1TuCs/s320/IMG_2587.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352301097326340898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/Skcycf13VQI/AAAAAAAAB40/27YzzfO6j-w/s1600-h/IMG_2580.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/Skcycf13VQI/AAAAAAAAB40/27YzzfO6j-w/s320/IMG_2580.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352302147318273282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/Skcx5NL9hmI/AAAAAAAAB4s/68_OxKltpGg/s1600-h/IMG_2586.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/Skcx5NL9hmI/AAAAAAAAB4s/68_OxKltpGg/s320/IMG_2586.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352301541015258722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's all. so much fun. i guess i'm in for a tough time after school reopens. GAMBATE GEKTENG!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9916989-8217722440894546929?l=staxgazer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staxgazer.blogspot.com/feeds/8217722440894546929/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9916989&amp;postID=8217722440894546929' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9916989/posts/default/8217722440894546929'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9916989/posts/default/8217722440894546929'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staxgazer.blogspot.com/2009/06/good-times-fly.html' title='GOOD TIMES FLY.'/><author><name>GekTeng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02785725742190573756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TQ8aLJUmZ8I/AAAAAAAACI0/s554Msm6ydw/S220/Snapshot_20101004_16.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/SkcoyFv2RdI/AAAAAAAAB3c/VlxS58yOaqA/s72-c/COLLATE+2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9916989.post-2621115613197137045</id><published>2009-06-26T19:10:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T19:31:19.247+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Quizzes'/><title type='text'>this is interesting! - HEALS OVER HEAD.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;RULES:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;1. Put your iTunes, Windows Media Player, mp3 player, etc. on shuffle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;2. For each question, press the next button to get your answer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;3. YOU MUST WRITE THAT SONG NAME DOWN NO MATTER HOW SILLY IT SOUNDS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;4. Tag 15 friends&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5. Everyone tagged has to do the same thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;6. Have Fun!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IF SOMEONE SAYS "IS THIS OKAY" YOU SAY?&lt;br /&gt;i have a dream&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU LIKE IN A GUY/GIRL?&lt;br /&gt;hot&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW DO YOU FEEL TODAY?&lt;br /&gt;love will find a way&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS YOUR LIFE'S PURPOSE?&lt;br /&gt;permanent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS YOUR MOTTO?&lt;br /&gt;bubbly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOUR FRIENDS THINK OF YOU?&lt;br /&gt;reflection&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR PARENTS?&lt;br /&gt;apologize&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK ABOUT VERY OFTEN?&lt;br /&gt;girlfriend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS 2+2?&lt;br /&gt;realize&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR BEST FRIEND?&lt;br /&gt;money, money, money&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK OF THE PERSON YOU LIKE?&lt;br /&gt;at the beginning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS YOUR LIFE STORY?&lt;br /&gt;no boundaries&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU WANT TO BE WHEN YOU GROW UP?&lt;br /&gt;little sparrow&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK WHEN YOU SEE THE PERSON YOU LIKE?&lt;br /&gt;fly away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOUR PARENTS THINK OF YOU?&lt;br /&gt;still there for me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT WILL YOU DANCE TO AT YOUR WEDDING?&lt;br /&gt;if&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT WILL THEY PLAY AT YOUR FUNERAL?&lt;br /&gt;always be my baby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS YOUR HOBBY/INTEREST?&lt;br /&gt;when all is said and done&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT DO YOU THINK OF YOUR FRIENDS?&lt;br /&gt;i don't dance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT'S THE WORST THING THAT COULD HAPPEN?&lt;br /&gt;a moment like this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOW WILL YOU DIE?&lt;br /&gt;scars (stronger for life)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT IS THE ONE THING YOU REGRET?&lt;br /&gt;a thousand miles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT MAKES YOU LAUGH?&lt;br /&gt;music of the night&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT MAKES YOU CRY?&lt;br /&gt;one of those girls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WILL YOU EVER GET MARRIED?&lt;br /&gt;colours of the wind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT SCARES YOU THE MOST?&lt;br /&gt;i will remember you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DOES ANYONE LIKE YOU?&lt;br /&gt;behind these hazel eyes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IF YOU COULD GO BACK IN TIME, WHAT WOULD YOU CHANGE?&lt;br /&gt;when she loved me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT HURTS RIGHT NOW?&lt;br /&gt;slipping through my fingers&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT WILL YOU POST THIS AS?&lt;br /&gt;heels over head&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9916989-2621115613197137045?l=staxgazer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staxgazer.blogspot.com/feeds/2621115613197137045/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9916989&amp;postID=2621115613197137045' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9916989/posts/default/2621115613197137045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9916989/posts/default/2621115613197137045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staxgazer.blogspot.com/2009/06/this-is-interesting-heals-over-head.html' title='this is interesting! - HEALS OVER HEAD.'/><author><name>GekTeng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02785725742190573756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TQ8aLJUmZ8I/AAAAAAAACI0/s554Msm6ydw/S220/Snapshot_20101004_16.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9916989.post-3012948190580253061</id><published>2009-06-16T21:49:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T22:26:24.945+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='videos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='works of inspiration'/><title type='text'>selfless giving</title><content type='html'>at first, i watched this video because i found it in a zac efron forum. watched it solely for that reason too. and now, after watching this 2 parts of video, i found a deeper, and whole lot meaning to it. screw zac for now, this 9 year old girl is someone i have come to respect and learn from after watching the videos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's about how Tierney Jasper, at the age of 5, came to know about how kids were suffering around the world, and had since decided that she must do something about it. currently 9years old. what she did, you just have to watch the videos yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from her, i've learnt that, there's a huge difference to knowing the sufferings of people and NOT DOING ANYTHING ABOUT IT, and actually REALIZING, and most importantly, DO SOMETHING ABOUT IT. we have, including me, lived in happiness and stability for most probably, the whole of our lives. and although, through TV programmes and all, we know of sufferings and people or animals who needed help, most of us just feel pitiful, cry over their sufferings, and DO NOTHING ABOUT IT. now i find that VERY MEANINGLESS. what's the point, if you don't do anything to make a difference?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but this young girl, meek age of only 9, actually did something to make a difference. i think she desrved that zac efron hug. lols. i won't be jealous or envious over it/ HAHAA! in fact, i felt a sense of guilt, realizing how selfish we all are, and how selfless these innocent children can be. you should really take a look at her younger brother's expression when he knew how much the organization donated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this post was not expressed as well as i hope i did, but i guess a view at the 2videos below would give you a larger picture of what i'm referring to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/CWbJPus0wIQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/CWbJPus0wIQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZKHBMYUhA9w&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZKHBMYUhA9w&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9916989-3012948190580253061?l=staxgazer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staxgazer.blogspot.com/feeds/3012948190580253061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9916989&amp;postID=3012948190580253061' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9916989/posts/default/3012948190580253061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9916989/posts/default/3012948190580253061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staxgazer.blogspot.com/2009/06/joy-of-giving.html' title='selfless giving'/><author><name>GekTeng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02785725742190573756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TQ8aLJUmZ8I/AAAAAAAACI0/s554Msm6ydw/S220/Snapshot_20101004_16.JPG'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9916989.post-5465696278570732084</id><published>2009-06-15T20:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T20:59:37.018+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><title type='text'>reminiscising....</title><content type='html'>a year from now... i'm still in beautiful TAIWAN, enjoying myself and living life to the fullest.&lt;br /&gt;today, here in singapore, i'm buried deep-shit in loads of HOMEWORK, and wallowing in self-pity. running away from these responsibilities by sleeping, and MORE SLEEPING. ARGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to the good ol' days in TAIWAN~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/SjZE8bSpJEI/AAAAAAAAB3U/Ad36XDsiuHw/s1600-h/15.06.08+196.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/SjZE8bSpJEI/AAAAAAAAB3U/Ad36XDsiuHw/s320/15.06.08+196.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347537412457833538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/SjZE8G7oySI/AAAAAAAAB3M/eT4t2teUsdQ/s1600-h/15.06.08+094.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/SjZE8G7oySI/AAAAAAAAB3M/eT4t2teUsdQ/s320/15.06.08+094.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347537406992632098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/SjZE72qfWuI/AAAAAAAAB3E/swSP01HOON4/s1600-h/14.06.08+099.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/SjZE72qfWuI/AAAAAAAAB3E/swSP01HOON4/s320/14.06.08+099.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347537402625743586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9916989-5465696278570732084?l=staxgazer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staxgazer.blogspot.com/feeds/5465696278570732084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9916989&amp;postID=5465696278570732084' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9916989/posts/default/5465696278570732084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9916989/posts/default/5465696278570732084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staxgazer.blogspot.com/2009/06/reminiscising.html' title='reminiscising....'/><author><name>GekTeng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02785725742190573756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TQ8aLJUmZ8I/AAAAAAAACI0/s554Msm6ydw/S220/Snapshot_20101004_16.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/SjZE8bSpJEI/AAAAAAAAB3U/Ad36XDsiuHw/s72-c/15.06.08+196.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9916989.post-1974595463175758169</id><published>2009-06-13T13:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-13T14:08:45.109+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='my life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>ULTIMATE SHOPPING SPREEEEEEE!!!</title><content type='html'>woots! yesterday was shuhui's, jerica's, xinying's and my ULTIMATE SHOPPING SPREE!!! damn i saved so much just for this day man. and it's so worth it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went to novena's velocity first, where only xinying bought her brazil thing thing slippers. subway-ed, and saw hippo and jiahui. they were going for the icecream buffet with shawn and peeps. lols. i later realised it was such a wise decision not to join in. NOT WORTH IT AT ALL. seriously, how much of icecream can you take?! hahaa. went to shop around and saw some really awesome fashion. hahaha. but i didn't buy any of them. even in cotton on, where their really nice apparels ranged from only 5 to 10 bucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my ultimate goal is to purchase a backpack good enough for me to use for the rest of my life. so xinying bought us to raffles city shopping centre to look at bags./ seriously, i didn't fall in love with any of them either. went to shop around and in played tetris on the way. THEY SAW SOME REAL HOT ANGMOR ON THE WAY. AND I DIDN'T SEE HIM. ARGH. stupid tetris.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mrt-ed all the way to jurong point to shop./ and i realised, when you're mrt-ing with friends, time factor doesn't matter alot. we were talking so enthusiastically that i had wished the ride could go on for abit longer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but seriously, it's so good there at jurong point!!! enjoyed my time there la. shopped aimlessly and looked at shoes, sports, and I SAW THE BAG I BOUGHT. was struggling of whether to buy it or not. quite MAN, that's what they said, but it was everything i wanted in a bag! lols! so, DON'T CARE I JUST BUY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and psst, xinying, DAKINE IS A GOOD BRAND. LOLS! i'll prove it to you when you're online;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reached home at about 10+ and did some theory. i think i'm going to go miss chong's place tonight and help her with her wallpaper. hahaa!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9916989-1974595463175758169?l=staxgazer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staxgazer.blogspot.com/feeds/1974595463175758169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9916989&amp;postID=1974595463175758169' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9916989/posts/default/1974595463175758169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9916989/posts/default/1974595463175758169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staxgazer.blogspot.com/2009/06/ultimate-shopping-spreeeeeee.html' title='ULTIMATE SHOPPING SPREEEEEEE!!!'/><author><name>GekTeng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02785725742190573756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TQ8aLJUmZ8I/AAAAAAAACI0/s554Msm6ydw/S220/Snapshot_20101004_16.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9916989.post-1282656086406243415</id><published>2009-06-06T23:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T18:29:15.091+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='joe hisaishi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='piano'/><title type='text'>thank you for the music</title><content type='html'>i'm too lazy to post picture, as it takes a long time to upload them.&lt;br /&gt;just gotten pictures of the student council farewell from isabel, will post in the near future.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just to share some really nice music i've come to enjoy very very much these few days.&lt;br /&gt;it's worth the click of the 'play' button!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this first one made me tear abit. joe hisaishi and his piano- in the world of their own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/d1ni1sVCgEk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/d1ni1sVCgEk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qEb4TG10jW8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param 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name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/zmVqslsmV0M&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/zmVqslsmV0M&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/qoyUcG4Py3E&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/qoyUcG4Py3E&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love this one the most&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/w7V-TPlc7y4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/w7V-TPlc7y4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9916989-1282656086406243415?l=staxgazer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staxgazer.blogspot.com/feeds/1282656086406243415/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9916989&amp;postID=1282656086406243415' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9916989/posts/default/1282656086406243415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9916989/posts/default/1282656086406243415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staxgazer.blogspot.com/2009/06/thank-you-for-music.html' title='thank you for the music'/><author><name>GekTeng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02785725742190573756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TQ8aLJUmZ8I/AAAAAAAACI0/s554Msm6ydw/S220/Snapshot_20101004_16.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9916989.post-7277135051764944708</id><published>2009-06-05T21:49:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T22:26:02.064+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='choir'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pictures'/><title type='text'>choir farewell...</title><content type='html'>today CHEM SPA. shouldn't talk about it le. ARGH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. just going to make it short so... we had pizzas for farewell. then had amazing race. team up with mandy wencong jonathan and muhaimin. WOOTS! WE WON! HAHA! 81points. OMGF!!! who ask we so good to our juniors~~~ MUAHAHAA! and i'm so proud of my pictionary de word 'obama' man! whees~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/SiknWULWPiI/AAAAAAAAB2k/Bf2XvJLcovU/s1600-h/P1050480.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/SiknWULWPiI/AAAAAAAAB2k/Bf2XvJLcovU/s320/P1050480.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343845697178713634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/SikoHYT8WRI/AAAAAAAAB2s/jIxuy-UGZz0/s1600-h/P1050481.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/SikoHYT8WRI/AAAAAAAAB2s/jIxuy-UGZz0/s320/P1050481.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343846540102097170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/SikpaVa2gdI/AAAAAAAAB20/VLbkAVv2YM0/s1600-h/P1050483.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/SikpaVa2gdI/AAAAAAAAB20/VLbkAVv2YM0/s320/P1050483.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343847965254910418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/Sikqw_NJR5I/AAAAAAAAB28/OH6nwBBr4pM/s1600-h/P1050477.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/Sikqw_NJR5I/AAAAAAAAB28/OH6nwBBr4pM/s320/P1050477.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343849453940459410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we had waterbomb. i didn't get wet, because i had my camera to protect me. did a PERFECT jumpshot with mandy and jasmine. which was really cool. shall get the picture from hawa! oh yeah, i still played ball with the guys and all. it's so fun, makes me think of how my cousins and i would play when we were young. sighs, those are the carefree days~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched another 3 episodes of the jap show. i can't get its english name. but it's really cute and touching. simple life FTW. HARHAR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's it. i'll post pictures when i collate everything(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9916989-7277135051764944708?l=staxgazer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staxgazer.blogspot.com/feeds/7277135051764944708/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9916989&amp;postID=7277135051764944708' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9916989/posts/default/7277135051764944708'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9916989/posts/default/7277135051764944708'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staxgazer.blogspot.com/2009/06/choir-farewell.html' title='choir farewell...'/><author><name>GekTeng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02785725742190573756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TQ8aLJUmZ8I/AAAAAAAACI0/s554Msm6ydw/S220/Snapshot_20101004_16.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/SiknWULWPiI/AAAAAAAAB2k/Bf2XvJLcovU/s72-c/P1050480.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9916989.post-6885785170945519858</id><published>2009-06-04T21:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T21:37:12.006+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='choir'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>it's time to say goodbye~~~</title><content type='html'>it's time to say goodbye,&lt;br /&gt;it's time to take a bow,&lt;br /&gt;we try our very best,&lt;br /&gt;and now it's time to take a rest.&lt;br /&gt;it's time to say goodbye&lt;br /&gt;goodbye, goodbye, goodbye~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EXCEPT IT'S NOT THE TIME FOR US TO TAKE A REST. but to study-.- WTH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, tomorrow is my much-anticipated choir farewell. i'm so curious of what the new commitee had been up to. sighs. after 3 years of organizing and brainstorming the farewell parties for my beloved seniors, it's finally my turn. time flies man. i'm already sec4. it's so hard to believe. i guess i'll give a summary of choir tomorrow after the farewell. plus some pictures to commemorate. or is it celebrate? LOLS. if only miss choo would be here... OMG i can't imagine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow is chem SPA2. i hope i'll do just fine. and my graph will turn out right. mr low just gave out 19h30mins worth of physics papers for us to do. and he's got alot more coming. so i'd better keep my fingers crosssed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope i'll be able to enjoy my day tomorrow, and get the feel of CHOIR once again. maybe it's the last time. argh i miss my seniors. i hope my juniors will miss me too? HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hopefully i'll be able to finish watching this jap drama by tomorrow. lols. it's so nice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, that's it for now. look out for my yet another emo post tomorrow. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9916989-6885785170945519858?l=staxgazer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staxgazer.blogspot.com/feeds/6885785170945519858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9916989&amp;postID=6885785170945519858' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9916989/posts/default/6885785170945519858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9916989/posts/default/6885785170945519858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staxgazer.blogspot.com/2009/06/its-time-to-say-goodbye.html' title='it&apos;s time to say goodbye~~~'/><author><name>GekTeng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02785725742190573756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TQ8aLJUmZ8I/AAAAAAAACI0/s554Msm6ydw/S220/Snapshot_20101004_16.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9916989.post-1789399840141625166</id><published>2009-06-01T21:42:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T22:11:39.482+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ZANESSA'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='studies'/><title type='text'>dance, subaru! STUDY, GEKTENG!</title><content type='html'>today's paper one was alright i guess. then i had a headache and paper2 wasn't done quite well. can't really think. got mental block and all. zzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, zan didn't win best kiss afterall, ashley tisdale snagged best female breakout, which is fine by me, zac DID win best male perf. the others? twilight got them all-.- vanessa was so pretty, and zac was alright. the state of his hair minused off a few points. HAHAHA! but they were so cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some comic strip i made on my own:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/SiPcIY3LX-I/AAAAAAAAB18/BDqASchQzs0/s1600-h/zvmmas09-28.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/SiPcIY3LX-I/AAAAAAAAB18/BDqASchQzs0/s320/zvmmas09-28.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342355619662487522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;zac:best male who?&lt;br /&gt;vanessa:YOU! &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;YOU!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;YOU!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/SiPcID_73gI/AAAAAAAAB10/LDUvZww0tws/s1600-h/zvmmas09-27.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/SiPcID_73gI/AAAAAAAAB10/LDUvZww0tws/s320/zvmmas09-27.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342355614062075394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;zac: what? me? &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;ME?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vanessa: YES! GO, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;GO&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;GO!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/SiPcITbHF3I/AAAAAAAAB2E/ci2h7UtwZP4/s1600-h/zvmmas09-33.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/SiPcITbHF3I/AAAAAAAAB2E/ci2h7UtwZP4/s320/zvmmas09-33.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342355618202589042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;zac: wow, so it's really ME, huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/SiPcImipDAI/AAAAAAAAB2M/Uc5vRmftRNc/s1600-h/zvmmas09-34.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/SiPcImipDAI/AAAAAAAAB2M/Uc5vRmftRNc/s320/zvmmas09-34.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342355623334448130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;vanessa: I TOLD YA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;---------and they lived happily after. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;AND AFTER&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;AND AFTER.&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;----------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;AND FOREVER!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one more:(this is not made up. look at vanessa's  expression)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/SiPdyQdyTmI/AAAAAAAAB2U/34-o6TtcbN4/s1600-h/zvmmas09-03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/SiPdyQdyTmI/AAAAAAAAB2U/34-o6TtcbN4/s320/zvmmas09-03.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342357438474636898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;host: if you voted for zac efron put your hands in the air!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/SiPdyVJALHI/AAAAAAAAB2c/ML7xVo0v38E/s1600-h/zvmmas09-04.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/SiPdyVJALHI/AAAAAAAAB2c/ML7xVo0v38E/s320/zvmmas09-04.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5342357439729642610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;me: oh zac, you're such a lovely dork!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;okay. no more. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;FOR REAL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;okay, so that's all for the award show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at late afternoon we(bernice, huiting, xinling, mandy, YJ and me) went to AMK hub to watch &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;DANCE, SUBARU!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; really nice show. money spent was so worth it i was so happy after the movie. i didn't know a dance could affect me so much it made me cry a river of tears. and til now i didn't even know the reason for crying. really nice show. if time allows, EVERYONE should watch it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3335/3416599679_d2a63d6497.jpg?v=0"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 342px; height: 500px;" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3335/3416599679_d2a63d6497.jpg?v=0" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;although the poster seems rather normal looking, it's really worth the watch. affected me a great deal. lols! I SIMPLY LOVE IT! and i just cried and cried and cried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i guess that's it for now. holiday extra lessons starts tomorrow, so i'm going to get real busy again soon. and i have to do my english, for goodness sake!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so that's all, til i have the time again(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9916989-1789399840141625166?l=staxgazer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staxgazer.blogspot.com/feeds/1789399840141625166/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9916989&amp;postID=1789399840141625166' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9916989/posts/default/1789399840141625166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9916989/posts/default/1789399840141625166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staxgazer.blogspot.com/2009/06/dance-subaru-study-gekteng.html' title='dance, subaru! STUDY, GEKTENG!'/><author><name>GekTeng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02785725742190573756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TQ8aLJUmZ8I/AAAAAAAACI0/s554Msm6ydw/S220/Snapshot_20101004_16.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/SiPcIY3LX-I/AAAAAAAAB18/BDqASchQzs0/s72-c/zvmmas09-28.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9916989.post-6808534400171697842</id><published>2009-05-31T23:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T23:18:40.695+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ZANESSA'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>how time flies~~~</title><content type='html'>okay tomorrow is my olevel's chinese. i study le. the only thing i'm worried about of paper 1. okay that's all for olevel's chinese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow mtv movie awards. i'll be missing a big portion of it because of the exams. but really, watching this vid make me awed how time flies. a year ago:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.mtvnservices.com/mgid:uma:video:mtv.com:237160" width="512" height="319" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" flashVars="configParams=id%3D1588375%26vid%3D237160%26uri%3Dmgid%3Auma%3Avideo%3Amtv.com%3A237160%26startUri={startUri}" allowFullScreen="true" allowScriptAccess="always" base="."&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div style="margin:0;text-align:center;width:500px;font-family:Arial,sans-serif;font-size:12px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mtv.com/ontv/" style="color:#439CD8;" target="_blank"&gt;MTV Shows&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope zanessa wins best kiss! &lt;br /&gt;hope vanessa wins best female breakthrough!&lt;br /&gt;hope zac wins best male!&lt;br /&gt;hope hsm3 wins best movie!&lt;br /&gt;HOPE TOMORROW'S PAPER WILL BE EASY FOR ME!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9916989-6808534400171697842?l=staxgazer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staxgazer.blogspot.com/feeds/6808534400171697842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9916989&amp;postID=6808534400171697842' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9916989/posts/default/6808534400171697842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9916989/posts/default/6808534400171697842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staxgazer.blogspot.com/2009/05/how-time-flies.html' title='how time flies~~~'/><author><name>GekTeng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02785725742190573756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TQ8aLJUmZ8I/AAAAAAAACI0/s554Msm6ydw/S220/Snapshot_20101004_16.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9916989.post-5710742182160803984</id><published>2009-05-30T23:07:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-31T00:01:47.797+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='quotes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='works of inspiration'/><title type='text'>this is such a happy lesson day~~~</title><content type='html'>kids. always that hyper and cute and innocent. i wish i could be like them the whole time, and do not have any huge and major responsibilities to worry about. sighs, life gets more complicated when you're older. as i'm thinking about how nice it would be to be a kid once again, at the same time i can't wait to grow up and build my own future. so there's the irony. you can't really get enough of what life is offering, and often get greedy. in the end, you don't really know what you really want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish i could be a kid. in that way i don't have to think about the complicated things in life. in that way i'll just live in my own happy world made up of nothing but treats. i'll not know about how global warming is affecting our earth, and how the fragile lives of human beings are destroyed when disasters of all kinds strikes. i'll never come to know about how humans can be scheming and scrulpulous when it comes to fame and money. and this is always the time where pure and genuine friendships are formed. it is when 2 little persons just converse, and seconds later they'll become best friends. all because of the fact that you don't have to be anyone but yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish i could stay in this phase of my life too, as a teenager. in that way i won't have to think about how my future will turn out to be. in that way i can also get freedom. in that way i'll be able to stay in the moment and not part with all those beautifully imperfect friends that i've made. in that way i'll be able to do silly things with them, and not worry about how other people look at us. in that way we can walk in the rain singing loudly and not care about a damn thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish i could grow up fast. in that way i'll be rid of my duties and responsibilities from my studies, and be able to earn money to support my family, and obtain the standard of living i've always dreamt to have. in that way, i'll be able to live up to my dreams and make a difference to the world, however small my contribution may be. in that way, i could afford to go travelling around the world, like i always dream of doing. in that way, i can meet lots of different people and view life with different perspectives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes, i wish i could just sleep, and wake up, and eat, and do things that i like, without any responsibilities, without restrictions, without reservations. i could be as crazy, or as melancholic whenever i like, without having to think about how others may see me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however perfect my wishes are, well, one has to face up to reality. the harsh and cruel reality. life must go on. and i've come to understand; do not be sorry for the things you've done in the past, live your life to the fullest everyday, cherish them, and hold them tight with both hands, and always be hopeful of the future, and wherever it might take you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll learn to be contented and cherish the times i have now in my last few months of my ever so wonderful secondary school life. it'll be hard to let them go; but life has to go on, and one have to move on. but wherever one may go, the ties that are bonded will never break. but will strengthen as time pass. with you guys as friends, i'm beginning to believe in this. i can see in like,30years later in our lives, when we come together and laugh about the past. and our oh-so-wonderfully imperfect teenage lives.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and once again, i've posted such a philosophical and somewhat melancholic post. i don't know how, but feelings just came pouring into me. so yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cl olevel is on monday. and i believe as long as i do my best, put in hard work, i'll eventually get what i want. this applies to the rest of my subjects too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've decided not to post pictures today. doesn't really suit the mood of this post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;''when life offers you a dream so far beyond any of your expectations, it's not reasonable to grieve when it comes to an end.''&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however hard it may seem, i'll try to live up to this quote. i promise.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9916989-5710742182160803984?l=staxgazer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staxgazer.blogspot.com/feeds/5710742182160803984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9916989&amp;postID=5710742182160803984' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9916989/posts/default/5710742182160803984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9916989/posts/default/5710742182160803984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staxgazer.blogspot.com/2009/05/this-is-such-happy-lesson-day.html' title='this is such a happy lesson day~~~'/><author><name>GekTeng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02785725742190573756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TQ8aLJUmZ8I/AAAAAAAACI0/s554Msm6ydw/S220/Snapshot_20101004_16.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9916989.post-3995139556140820001</id><published>2009-05-30T13:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T13:48:49.642+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='school'/><title type='text'>my last lap...</title><content type='html'>okay, so the never-ending mother tongue week had finally come to an end. hmms. i could really say i've learnt quite alot this week. we did some revision, and some really tough and challenging papers that i won't even care to do if they weren't forced upon us. so, overall WELL DONE! HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just hope all goes well on monday. and i hope all my hardwork WILL pay off, just like what mdm nora told us last year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll be going to jurong nanyang christofori branch later in the afternoon for miss chong's little mozarts little concert. i bet it'll be so fun! hahaha! most probably be taking loads of pictures and making some new and cute little friends! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's time to bathe. see you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9916989-3995139556140820001?l=staxgazer.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://staxgazer.blogspot.com/feeds/3995139556140820001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=9916989&amp;postID=3995139556140820001' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9916989/posts/default/3995139556140820001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9916989/posts/default/3995139556140820001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://staxgazer.blogspot.com/2009/05/my-last-lap.html' title='my last lap...'/><author><name>GekTeng</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02785725742190573756</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='33' height='26' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_bhnQ9vvEm7U/TQ8aLJUmZ8I/AAAAAAAACI0/s554Msm6ydw/S220/Snapshot_20101004_16.JPG'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
