<?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-5758654</id><updated>2011-10-02T12:36:46.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'>there's a story behind every scar</title><subtitle type='html'>every scar tells a different story</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758654/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758654/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17258080479874175155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>563</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5758654.post-4409688785341845891</id><published>2007-10-09T15:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-09T15:52:43.641+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello people,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've moved.&lt;br /&gt;www.rahthelittlechimp.blogspot.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5758654-4409688785341845891?l=storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com/feeds/4409688785341845891/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5758654&amp;postID=4409688785341845891&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758654/posts/default/4409688785341845891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758654/posts/default/4409688785341845891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com/2007/10/hello-people-ive-moved.html' title=''/><author><name>annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17258080479874175155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5758654.post-3198833448510098820</id><published>2007-09-28T20:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-28T20:34:15.672+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i miss the zoo. i regret missing work the other day.&lt;br /&gt;)):&lt;br /&gt;WHY THEY NEVER ASK ME TO WORK ANYMOREE?&lt;br /&gt;on one hand it's good, but on the other, it's saddening )):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;recess week is almost gone and i am nowhere near completion.&lt;br /&gt;irks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dun know what else to say.&lt;br /&gt;period.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5758654-3198833448510098820?l=storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5758654.post-7882897195202223122</id><published>2007-09-24T19:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-24T20:15:08.164+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;a01 class outing @ mt faber ((: (ocs bravo wing dinner)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha! the main event is in parenthesis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lRuL5CRvRks/RvemPTjR4lI/AAAAAAAAAZI/gRpFRFQo9Jg/s1600-h/ao1socialnight+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113738683778982482" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lRuL5CRvRks/RvemPTjR4lI/AAAAAAAAAZI/gRpFRFQo9Jg/s320/ao1socialnight+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lRuL5CRvRks/RvenbTjR4pI/AAAAAAAAAZo/Zph3jiMr_JE/s1600-h/ao1socialnight+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113739989449040530" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lRuL5CRvRks/RvenbTjR4pI/AAAAAAAAAZo/Zph3jiMr_JE/s320/ao1socialnight+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lRuL5CRvRks/RvenbzjR4qI/AAAAAAAAAZw/e5Tmd1A_oK0/s1600-h/ao1socialnight+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113739998038975138" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lRuL5CRvRks/RvenbzjR4qI/AAAAAAAAAZw/e5Tmd1A_oK0/s320/ao1socialnight+4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lRuL5CRvRks/RvemPzjR4nI/AAAAAAAAAZY/d3Hc1HusouY/s1600-h/ao1socialnight+6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113738692368917106" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lRuL5CRvRks/RvemPzjR4nI/AAAAAAAAAZY/d3Hc1HusouY/s320/ao1socialnight+6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lRuL5CRvRks/RvenazjR4oI/AAAAAAAAAZg/7ii_tgxHdaI/s1600-h/ao1socialnight+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113739980859105922" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lRuL5CRvRks/RvenazjR4oI/AAAAAAAAAZg/7ii_tgxHdaI/s320/ao1socialnight+2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lRuL5CRvRks/RvemPjjR4mI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/kUAFVSbaBro/s1600-h/ao1socialnight+5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113738688073949794" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lRuL5CRvRks/RvemPjjR4mI/AAAAAAAAAZQ/kUAFVSbaBro/s320/ao1socialnight+5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha! all of us agreed that we looked so much better that day than on prom itself.&lt;br /&gt;even though i looked the least formal.&lt;br /&gt;what kinda of crap!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all thanks to khairi,&lt;br /&gt;we can have a semi-class gathering without paying a cent (minus the bus fare)&lt;br /&gt;haha! i don't have a picture of me and my date cos my bag was too small to put my cam&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the food was good!&lt;br /&gt;the cable car too!&lt;br /&gt;and the sight of cos! (so many guys!!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5758654-7882897195202223122?l=storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com/feeds/7882897195202223122/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5758654&amp;postID=7882897195202223122&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758654/posts/default/7882897195202223122'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758654/posts/default/7882897195202223122'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com/2007/09/a01-class-outing-mt-faber-ocs-bravo.html' title=''/><author><name>annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17258080479874175155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lRuL5CRvRks/RvemPTjR4lI/AAAAAAAAAZI/gRpFRFQo9Jg/s72-c/ao1socialnight+1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5758654.post-4926260200172164882</id><published>2007-09-19T03:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-19T03:49:13.629+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>please don't lose me. please don't.&lt;br /&gt;i don't wanna lose anyone of you. anyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jeano, ginny: let's go out soon k. pretty please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dearest ao1: we needa have another class outing. or just meet up for lunch for those nus peeps&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, visit &lt;a href="http://www.twloha.com/"&gt;www.twloha.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's a love movement. to help people who are in depression.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;read this and by inspired! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;We are only asked to love, to offer hope to the many hopeless. We don't get to choose all the endings, but we are asked to play the rescuers. We won't solve all mysteries and our hearts will certainly break in such a vulnerable life, but it is the best way. We were made to be lovers bold in broken places, pouring ourselves out again and again until we're called home.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and ky both feel that 'whao, we can do something!'&lt;br /&gt;and yes, i do honestly think that we can do something.&lt;br /&gt;start by loving those closest to you and love will spread!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am sure. God works in love, speaks in love, is revealed in our love.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5758654-4926260200172164882?l=storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com/feeds/4926260200172164882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5758654&amp;postID=4926260200172164882&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758654/posts/default/4926260200172164882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758654/posts/default/4926260200172164882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com/2007/09/please-dont-lose-me.html' title=''/><author><name>annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17258080479874175155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5758654.post-8235715399526527091</id><published>2007-09-18T04:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-19T03:42:56.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>getting used, getting accustomed, getting comfortable, getting awared, getting cautious and also getting ready.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is life, ain't it.&lt;br /&gt;miss 2007, please continue to be nice to me.&lt;br /&gt;i promise i will work hard and put in my best.&lt;br /&gt;please be niceeee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lRuL5CRvRks/Ru7lVmKLY6I/AAAAAAAAAYo/ZcDyxZ2jVwk/s1600-h/IMG_0373.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111274786295341986" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lRuL5CRvRks/Ru7lVmKLY6I/AAAAAAAAAYo/ZcDyxZ2jVwk/s320/IMG_0373.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think this is funny! i got loads more peek-tures for kr dnd! :D&lt;br /&gt;haha! here are some more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lRuL5CRvRks/Ru7l8WKLY8I/AAAAAAAAAY4/iQFWWysSIHc/s1600-h/IMG_0331.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111275452015272898" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lRuL5CRvRks/Ru7l8WKLY8I/AAAAAAAAAY4/iQFWWysSIHc/s320/IMG_0331.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the guys on my table minus tigerman!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lRuL5CRvRks/Ru7l7WKLY7I/AAAAAAAAAYw/8kUKt2O_rr0/s1600-h/IMG_0358.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111275434835403698" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lRuL5CRvRks/Ru7l7WKLY7I/AAAAAAAAAYw/8kUKt2O_rr0/s320/IMG_0358.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fat king sparetyre :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lRuL5CRvRks/Ru7l8mKLY9I/AAAAAAAAAZA/PYSYTYBZxIg/s1600-h/IMG_0341.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111275456310240210" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lRuL5CRvRks/Ru7l8mKLY9I/AAAAAAAAAZA/PYSYTYBZxIg/s320/IMG_0341.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think shimin looks damn cool lahhh!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5758654-8235715399526527091?l=storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com/feeds/8235715399526527091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5758654&amp;postID=8235715399526527091&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758654/posts/default/8235715399526527091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758654/posts/default/8235715399526527091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com/2007/09/getting-used-getting-accustomed-getting.html' title=''/><author><name>annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17258080479874175155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lRuL5CRvRks/Ru7lVmKLY6I/AAAAAAAAAYo/ZcDyxZ2jVwk/s72-c/IMG_0373.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5758654.post-6193210541376996626</id><published>2007-09-02T01:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-02T01:58:58.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>kindness begets kindness&lt;br /&gt;thank God for Providence ((:&lt;br /&gt;i wanna be silas marner, no matter how fictional it might be.&lt;br /&gt;and oh yes, thank God for trust :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, i finally got my pictures for the sentosa outing i have with zoorificccc!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lRuL5CRvRks/RtmnNBMyWrI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/oReXwfA43rs/s1600-h/DSC00447.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105295494703372978" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lRuL5CRvRks/RtmnNBMyWrI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/oReXwfA43rs/s320/DSC00447.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lRuL5CRvRks/RtmnNhMyWsI/AAAAAAAAAYY/eeCNVjTNtDI/s1600-h/DSC00461.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105295503293307586" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lRuL5CRvRks/RtmnNhMyWsI/AAAAAAAAAYY/eeCNVjTNtDI/s320/DSC00461.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lRuL5CRvRks/RtmnNhMyWtI/AAAAAAAAAYg/1jNBFG1YE_M/s1600-h/DSC00505.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5105295503293307602" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lRuL5CRvRks/RtmnNhMyWtI/AAAAAAAAAYg/1jNBFG1YE_M/s320/DSC00505.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha! i so love them!&lt;br /&gt;and i so love hafizahhhhh! congrats on your first dayyyyyy! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5758654-6193210541376996626?l=storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com/feeds/6193210541376996626/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5758654&amp;postID=6193210541376996626&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758654/posts/default/6193210541376996626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758654/posts/default/6193210541376996626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com/2007/09/kindness-begets-kindness-thank-god-for.html' title=''/><author><name>annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17258080479874175155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lRuL5CRvRks/RtmnNBMyWrI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/oReXwfA43rs/s72-c/DSC00447.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5758654.post-6574675962153889029</id><published>2007-08-28T02:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-28T03:04:38.464+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lRuL5CRvRks/RtMekxMyWlI/AAAAAAAAAXg/IAoKXeIRoCs/s1600-h/FWOC+Day+4+(131).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103456419771996754" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lRuL5CRvRks/RtMekxMyWlI/AAAAAAAAAXg/IAoKXeIRoCs/s320/FWOC+Day+4+(131).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lRuL5CRvRks/RtMelRMyWmI/AAAAAAAAAXo/uO4W-SS9tL8/s1600-h/RAG+2007+by+Martin+(255).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103456428361931362" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lRuL5CRvRks/RtMelRMyWmI/AAAAAAAAAXo/uO4W-SS9tL8/s320/RAG+2007+by+Martin+(255).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rag helpers from glacius! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lRuL5CRvRks/RtMelhMyWnI/AAAAAAAAAXw/CPOAyvIv_yM/s1600-h/RAG+2007+by+Martin+(262).jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103456432656898674" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lRuL5CRvRks/RtMelhMyWnI/AAAAAAAAAXw/CPOAyvIv_yM/s320/RAG+2007+by+Martin+(262).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lRuL5CRvRks/RtMe6RMyWoI/AAAAAAAAAX4/GBMrpHC0WWQ/s1600-h/IMG_0667.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103456789139184258" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lRuL5CRvRks/RtMe6RMyWoI/AAAAAAAAAX4/GBMrpHC0WWQ/s320/IMG_0667.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;arts og fic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lRuL5CRvRks/RtMe7BMyWqI/AAAAAAAAAYI/nzIBq3R8F44/s1600-h/IMG_0642.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103456802024086178" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lRuL5CRvRks/RtMe7BMyWqI/AAAAAAAAAYI/nzIBq3R8F44/s320/IMG_0642.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the many of the many girls in the og :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lRuL5CRvRks/RtMe6xMyWpI/AAAAAAAAAYA/l5puKvbrBL8/s1600-h/IMG_0656.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5103456797729118866" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lRuL5CRvRks/RtMe6xMyWpI/AAAAAAAAAYA/l5puKvbrBL8/s320/IMG_0656.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and finally ky the eeeediottttt!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. i realised i haven't been posting pictures. so just a few of the really overdued orientation pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's like an unearthly hour now and i am still awake.&lt;br /&gt;staying in hall is like screwing up your bedtime hours&lt;br /&gt;but still fun enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school's fine.&lt;br /&gt;my french tutor is hilarious. hahaha. he speaks in proper singlish!!&lt;br /&gt;i just needa force myself to finish my lit text which is taking a loooong loong time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm. i am tired.&lt;br /&gt;i should sleep :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nights world!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5758654-6574675962153889029?l=storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com/feeds/6574675962153889029/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5758654.post-2778822163060295566</id><published>2007-08-24T01:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-24T01:51:20.072+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Not because of who I am&lt;br /&gt;But because of what You've done&lt;br /&gt;Not because of what I've done&lt;br /&gt;But because of who You're&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a flower quickly fading&lt;br /&gt;Here today and gone tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;A wave tossed in the ocean&lt;br /&gt;A vapor in the wind&lt;br /&gt;Still You hear me when I'm calling&lt;br /&gt;Lord, You catch me when I'm falling&lt;br /&gt;And You've told me who I am&lt;br /&gt;I am Yours, I am Yours&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel like running away and take a break all over again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5758654-2778822163060295566?l=storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com/feeds/2778822163060295566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5758654&amp;postID=2778822163060295566&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758654/posts/default/2778822163060295566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758654/posts/default/2778822163060295566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com/2007/08/not-because-of-who-i-am-but-because-of.html' title=''/><author><name>annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17258080479874175155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5758654.post-4134069247758085861</id><published>2007-08-18T01:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-18T01:57:43.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i am back home again ((: and it's back to work.&lt;br /&gt;part of me ain't looking forward to work but part of me do- e animals, e very very nice people!&lt;br /&gt;living is such a chore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school's fine. and that's enough said.&lt;br /&gt;it's just abt going for lectures and hoping you see some familiar faces so u wont sit alone throughout.&lt;br /&gt;uni life is abt yourself and more of yourself. and making some friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hall life is fine too. seemingly good actually ((:&lt;br /&gt;i am getting used to stayin alone even though there was one night i was &lt;strong&gt;too&lt;/strong&gt; afraid to fall asleep.&lt;br /&gt;)):&lt;br /&gt;slpping alone is maybe one thing i might not get used to.&lt;br /&gt;suppers almost every other nights are making me REAL FAT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know, sometimes it's better to control yourself.&lt;br /&gt;it's better not to test the limits. play with fire. and get into trouble.&lt;br /&gt;and when there's no expectations there wont be any disappointments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ken zhu is on tv now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life is definitely not a bed of roses&lt;br /&gt;and things might not be what it seems.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5758654-4134069247758085861?l=storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com/feeds/4134069247758085861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5758654.post-8847241872028930130</id><published>2007-08-17T02:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-17T02:51:08.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yay! i finally got my own photoshop! all thanks to madddddddd! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5758654-8847241872028930130?l=storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com/feeds/8847241872028930130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5758654&amp;postID=8847241872028930130&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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/&gt;time to reprioritise life and above all else, myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;losing track. losing focus. losing sight. losing God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess when life's too good, one will just take everything for granted.&lt;br /&gt;and perhaps crossing fingers, hoping good things last forever.&lt;br /&gt;this is exactly what i am feeling now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am forgetting to give thanks. forgetting the fact that everything's given by God.&lt;br /&gt;i am God's blessings.&lt;br /&gt;i needa grow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;looking at you. i realised things have changed.&lt;br /&gt;you have your own life and i have mine.&lt;br /&gt;and yes, dwelling on the same spot all the time ain't exactly that fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i movin' on but still holdin what's closest to my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;welcome uni life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5758654-2520620396372936082?l=storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com/feeds/2520620396372936082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5758654&amp;postID=2520620396372936082&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758654/posts/default/2520620396372936082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758654/posts/default/2520620396372936082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com/2007/08/school-is-finally-finally-starting.html' title=''/><author><name>annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17258080479874175155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5758654.post-4288602986002175780</id><published>2007-08-11T01:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-11T02:11:54.244+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY 19th GINNY CHEONGGG! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;you are finally 19. why are u always ahead of me? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;alright. that's like the dumbest question. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hope your birthday will be filled with many laughters&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;((:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5758654-4288602986002175780?l=storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com/feeds/4288602986002175780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5758654&amp;postID=4288602986002175780&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758654/posts/default/4288602986002175780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758654/posts/default/4288602986002175780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com/2007/08/happy-19th-ginny-cheonggg-d-you-are.html' title=''/><author><name>annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17258080479874175155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5758654.post-738391393713266518</id><published>2007-08-09T02:53:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-09T03:02:52.615+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the previous entry ain't a very accurate portrayal of my hall life.&lt;br /&gt;it's still true that there were LOADS of late nights, socialising&lt;br /&gt;and yes, i finally got a senior to date :D&lt;br /&gt;also, not to forget the uncountable laughters and yawnings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apparently, this is a very good start to my 4 years in uni.&lt;br /&gt;not really looking forward to a repeat of my life in j c.&lt;br /&gt;life is good when we are just playing and joking aroundddd ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, HAPPY NATIONAL DAY and&lt;br /&gt;a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to shuyi!!!&lt;br /&gt;no fireworks for this year )): how upsetting. but hope you'd enjoyed urself doing rag.&lt;br /&gt;hope they do celebrate my birthday this year! -crosses fingers-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;goodnight worldlings.&lt;br /&gt;everyone's asleep at 3am.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5758654-738391393713266518?l=storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com/feeds/738391393713266518/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5758654&amp;postID=738391393713266518&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link 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to date.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the truth is i am speechless. my thoughts are dry.&lt;br /&gt;i've nothing to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in short,&lt;br /&gt;life's fine ((:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5758654-2751624719705019256?l=storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com/feeds/2751624719705019256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5758654&amp;postID=2751624719705019256&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758654/posts/default/2751624719705019256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758654/posts/default/2751624719705019256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com/2007/08/i-am-back-from-hall-after-week-of-late.html' title=''/><author><name>annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17258080479874175155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5758654.post-7929327965153756363</id><published>2007-07-30T00:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-30T00:58:01.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lRuL5CRvRks/RqzDfRDKR7I/AAAAAAAAAXA/loBl_W6nhzw/s1600-h/IMG_0715.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092660220569208754" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lRuL5CRvRks/RqzDfRDKR7I/AAAAAAAAAXA/loBl_W6nhzw/s320/IMG_0715.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lRuL5CRvRks/RqzFcxDKR-I/AAAAAAAAAXY/dH1eJNM37yk/s1600-h/anniesmove18.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092662376642791394" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lRuL5CRvRks/RqzFcxDKR-I/AAAAAAAAAXY/dH1eJNM37yk/s320/anniesmove18.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lRuL5CRvRks/RqzDgBDKR8I/AAAAAAAAAXI/6_NwpiTGjuk/s1600-h/IMG_0713.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5092660233454110658" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lRuL5CRvRks/RqzDgBDKR8I/AAAAAAAAAXI/6_NwpiTGjuk/s320/IMG_0713.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;yay! I LOVE MY NEW BEDSHEETS! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and that's about it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;thanks eunice for helping me clean up and unpack. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but so as long as we can't reach then don't need to clean! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i think being an instructor sucks. there's this unfounded obligation to cheer too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i have a fellow campha instructor in my og. we all reckon it's kinda hard to switch from instructor to camper. but i realised cheering is still quite fun! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i just watched the movie with me and shu! the roti prata cheer at changi airport!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;love crescent&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;love crescent band! :D&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/5758654-7929327965153756363?l=storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com/feeds/7929327965153756363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5758654&amp;postID=7929327965153756363&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758654/posts/default/7929327965153756363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758654/posts/default/7929327965153756363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com/2007/07/yay-i-love-my-new-bedsheets-d-and-thats.html' title=''/><author><name>annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17258080479874175155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lRuL5CRvRks/RqzDfRDKR7I/AAAAAAAAAXA/loBl_W6nhzw/s72-c/IMG_0715.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5758654.post-5700982898393975386</id><published>2007-07-26T21:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-26T22:04:34.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lRuL5CRvRks/RqiisBDKR3I/AAAAAAAAAWg/u4Hx_bGpLlg/s1600-h/CIMG6632.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091498255821981554" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lRuL5CRvRks/RqiisBDKR3I/AAAAAAAAAWg/u4Hx_bGpLlg/s320/CIMG6632.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lRuL5CRvRks/RqiiuxDKR6I/AAAAAAAAAW4/vPQ60lT9LE8/s1600-h/CIMG6634.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091498303066621858" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lRuL5CRvRks/RqiiuxDKR6I/AAAAAAAAAW4/vPQ60lT9LE8/s320/CIMG6634.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lRuL5CRvRks/RqiitBDKR4I/AAAAAAAAAWo/zoMFPerG-0c/s1600-h/CIMG6515.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091498273001850754" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lRuL5CRvRks/RqiitBDKR4I/AAAAAAAAAWo/zoMFPerG-0c/s320/CIMG6515.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lRuL5CRvRks/RqiiuBDKR5I/AAAAAAAAAWw/-O5Xb1Xi00w/s1600-h/CIMG6514.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091498290181719954" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lRuL5CRvRks/RqiiuBDKR5I/AAAAAAAAAWw/-O5Xb1Xi00w/s320/CIMG6514.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i drew all these!! be proud of me please! :D&lt;br /&gt;did this for balestier special school a long time ago!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am so bored. so so so bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just came back from k r a n j i  pri camp. it's like a damn last min thing man!&lt;br /&gt;met the few instructors from q t ss! :D&lt;br /&gt;mirror-ed mojojojo for this camp. he's really damn bloody zhai! ((:&lt;br /&gt;but this camp quite chui. the teachers made it super bad for the kids lah! hai.&lt;br /&gt;talking about teachers being role models. o_0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still a camp with loads to learn. learnt a lot from mojo.&lt;br /&gt;i seriously salute him.&lt;br /&gt;and i finally know his real name! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5758654-5700982898393975386?l=storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com/feeds/5700982898393975386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5758654&amp;postID=5700982898393975386&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758654/posts/default/5700982898393975386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758654/posts/default/5700982898393975386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-drew-all-these-be-proud-of-me-please.html' title=''/><author><name>annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17258080479874175155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lRuL5CRvRks/RqiisBDKR3I/AAAAAAAAAWg/u4Hx_bGpLlg/s72-c/CIMG6632.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5758654.post-2501100801642143976</id><published>2007-07-23T11:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-23T11:22:37.889+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>no more work on a monday morning :((&lt;br /&gt;but waking up late is as refreshing as ever but i've so many errands to run.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;needa go down to nu s to settle my many hostel stuff. such a pita.&lt;br /&gt;but guess what, i realised i do know a few pple staying in kr hall with me!!!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;peek-tures! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lRuL5CRvRks/RqQbvhDKR2I/AAAAAAAAAWY/mQXKHjr9oeI/s1600-h/256763020l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090223981974931298" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lRuL5CRvRks/RqQbvhDKR2I/AAAAAAAAAWY/mQXKHjr9oeI/s320/256763020l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our not-very-flattering uniform! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lRuL5CRvRks/RqQbuxDKR1I/AAAAAAAAAWQ/QyaoUGCDIUk/s1600-h/545820076l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5090223969090029394" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lRuL5CRvRks/RqQbuxDKR1I/AAAAAAAAAWQ/QyaoUGCDIUk/s320/545820076l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sentosa day. wd guides with the guys! ((:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5758654-2501100801642143976?l=storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com/feeds/2501100801642143976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5758654&amp;postID=2501100801642143976&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758654/posts/default/2501100801642143976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758654/posts/default/2501100801642143976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com/2007/07/no-more-work-on-monday-morning-but.html' title=''/><author><name>annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17258080479874175155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lRuL5CRvRks/RqQbvhDKR2I/AAAAAAAAAWY/mQXKHjr9oeI/s72-c/256763020l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5758654.post-2726040474301794123</id><published>2007-07-18T22:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-18T23:08:28.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>school is starting freaking soon! IRKS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm definitely not looking forward to it!&lt;br /&gt;so many things to settle and i can't even bloody log into the pre-registration thingy!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today's a bloody boring day at the zoo. was doing entrance the entire day. the most interesting part was seeing a damn cute angmoh guy but with his girlfriend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;pictures from the camp!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lRuL5CRvRks/Rp4qX1wiC8I/AAAAAAAAAV4/YpYfS0D9c2M/s1600-h/DSC03080.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088551218031233986" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lRuL5CRvRks/Rp4qX1wiC8I/AAAAAAAAAV4/YpYfS0D9c2M/s320/DSC03080.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lRuL5CRvRks/Rp4qYFwiC9I/AAAAAAAAAWA/ZEwwcO1MNZk/s1600-h/DSC03081.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088551222326201298" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lRuL5CRvRks/Rp4qYFwiC9I/AAAAAAAAAWA/ZEwwcO1MNZk/s320/DSC03081.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lRuL5CRvRks/Rp4qYlwiC-I/AAAAAAAAAWI/3LlZswkaP4A/s1600-h/DSC00227.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5088551230916135906" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lRuL5CRvRks/Rp4qYlwiC-I/AAAAAAAAAWI/3LlZswkaP4A/s320/DSC00227.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5758654-2726040474301794123?l=storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com/feeds/2726040474301794123/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5758654&amp;postID=2726040474301794123&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758654/posts/default/2726040474301794123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758654/posts/default/2726040474301794123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com/2007/07/school-is-starting-freaking-soon-irks.html' title=''/><author><name>annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17258080479874175155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lRuL5CRvRks/Rp4qX1wiC8I/AAAAAAAAAV4/YpYfS0D9c2M/s72-c/DSC03080.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5758654.post-3949358567874636825</id><published>2007-07-16T22:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-16T23:00:17.721+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>bye bye zhao )): &lt;div&gt;till we meet again in dec.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lRuL5CRvRks/RpuDAlwiC7I/AAAAAAAAAVw/BiVJgWzQht0/s1600-h/zhaofinal.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5087804250204015538" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lRuL5CRvRks/RpuDAlwiC7I/AAAAAAAAAVw/BiVJgWzQht0/s320/zhaofinal.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the saddest part is not about her leaving. is about us growing up and being independent.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;please take care!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;till dec.&lt;/div&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/5758654-3949358567874636825?l=storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com/feeds/3949358567874636825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5758654&amp;postID=3949358567874636825&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758654/posts/default/3949358567874636825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758654/posts/default/3949358567874636825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com/2007/07/bye-bye-zhao-till-we-meet-again-in-dec.html' title=''/><author><name>annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17258080479874175155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lRuL5CRvRks/RpuDAlwiC7I/AAAAAAAAAVw/BiVJgWzQht0/s72-c/zhaofinal.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5758654.post-6435830203940989199</id><published>2007-07-15T23:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-15T23:15:14.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i actually forgotten it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5758654-6435830203940989199?l=storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com/feeds/6435830203940989199/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5758654&amp;postID=6435830203940989199&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758654/posts/default/6435830203940989199'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758654/posts/default/6435830203940989199'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-actually-forgotten-it.html' title=''/><author><name>annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17258080479874175155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5758654.post-3222991506170663357</id><published>2007-07-13T22:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-13T23:09:17.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i refused to grow up. i refused.&lt;br /&gt;too many things to commit and too many things to let go )):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zhao is leaving. leaving for aussie to study. and i cant bear to let go.&lt;br /&gt;can't bear the thought that the group will never never be the same till she's back.&lt;br /&gt;it's selfish on my part to want her to stay in sing cos i know she will be better there then here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just came back for queenstown camp.&lt;br /&gt;and seriously, i am having a post camp moody syndrome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my first sec school camp, and hopefully not my last.&lt;br /&gt;doing camp is kinda addictive and also very very very encouraging to the instructors.&lt;br /&gt;when you see the campers come with different personalities, different attitude towards the camp and different capabilities but leaving with the same heavy heart of not wanting to go, to go back to school and the real world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;neither did i feel like i should come back to the real world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this camper wrote in his reflections,&lt;br /&gt;"initially i didn't want to come. but now, i'm glad i did cos' i tried things i never thought i would do. and this is the best camp ever.' ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but at the end of the day, we all have to let go and go back to our own lives.&lt;br /&gt;the campers are changed, so am i.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the best thing i've heard and strongly agreed on was this,&lt;br /&gt;"this place (jbac) is a magical place. Once you stepped in, you are in for a change." -francis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks francis, my mirror group instructor.&lt;br /&gt;i think he is super poor thing lah to have a mirror like me. chui.&lt;br /&gt;learnt so much from him. to handle the students and to make the most impact on them.&lt;br /&gt;thanks for being ever so funny. so calm and composed. so encouraging!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so many things to be learnt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, i am filled with immense emotions cos' i so hate farewells.&lt;br /&gt;i can forsee myself crying alot a lot in the airport on sunday.&lt;br /&gt;cos the other day when we met for dinner, i cried at the first instance i saw old pictures of us tgt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye people.&lt;br /&gt;treasure those around you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5758654-3222991506170663357?l=storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com/feeds/3222991506170663357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5758654&amp;postID=3222991506170663357&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758654/posts/default/3222991506170663357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758654/posts/default/3222991506170663357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-refused-to-grow-up.html' title=''/><author><name>annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17258080479874175155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5758654.post-8432711013554541535</id><published>2007-07-06T21:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-06T22:36:09.551+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i am back from my trip to amara hotel with the rojaks! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lRuL5CRvRks/Ro5ECLV8jKI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/1q7nzmuMAj8/s1600-h/junejuly07+108.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084075833543134370" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lRuL5CRvRks/Ro5ECLV8jKI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/1q7nzmuMAj8/s320/junejuly07+108.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the very nice small cosy little pool!! and did i say that it was really small?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lRuL5CRvRks/Ro5E9rV8jLI/AAAAAAAAAUY/IvZ6BIqJjUA/s1600-h/junejuly07+114.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084076855745350834" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lRuL5CRvRks/Ro5E9rV8jLI/AAAAAAAAAUY/IvZ6BIqJjUA/s320/junejuly07+114.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at the new billy bombers in cine! throughout the whole stayover, we were just eating and eating!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lRuL5CRvRks/Ro5G4bV8jMI/AAAAAAAAAUg/eogFEXb_oYI/s1600-h/junejuly07+122.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084078964574293186" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lRuL5CRvRks/Ro5G4bV8jMI/AAAAAAAAAUg/eogFEXb_oYI/s320/junejuly07+122.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love zhao with her squashed face!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lRuL5CRvRks/Ro5HiLV8jNI/AAAAAAAAAUo/pOQg-fu9vpA/s1600-h/junejuly07+140.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084079681833831634" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lRuL5CRvRks/Ro5HiLV8jNI/AAAAAAAAAUo/pOQg-fu9vpA/s320/junejuly07+140.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lRuL5CRvRks/Ro5IK7V8jOI/AAAAAAAAAUw/8TUvWr2IlVg/s1600-h/junejuly07+150.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084080381913500898" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lRuL5CRvRks/Ro5IK7V8jOI/AAAAAAAAAUw/8TUvWr2IlVg/s320/junejuly07+150.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lRuL5CRvRks/Ro5JD7V8jPI/AAAAAAAAAU4/HlRM1PYHrFg/s1600-h/rojak.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084081361166044402" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lRuL5CRvRks/Ro5JD7V8jPI/AAAAAAAAAU4/HlRM1PYHrFg/s320/rojak.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the very next day, after breakfast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lRuL5CRvRks/Ro5KQLV8jQI/AAAAAAAAAVA/L1SE-AXiOyA/s1600-h/junejuly07+158.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084082671131069698" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lRuL5CRvRks/Ro5KQLV8jQI/AAAAAAAAAVA/L1SE-AXiOyA/s320/junejuly07+158.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lRuL5CRvRks/Ro5LhbV8jRI/AAAAAAAAAVI/OQ-rQbD_2P8/s1600-h/junejuly07+160.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084084066995440914" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lRuL5CRvRks/Ro5LhbV8jRI/AAAAAAAAAVI/OQ-rQbD_2P8/s320/junejuly07+160.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TELL ME WHO ON EARTH TAKES PICTURES IN THE BATHTUB!?!!?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lRuL5CRvRks/Ro5NlbV8jSI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/3RXNaLJm2lc/s1600-h/junejuly07+165.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084086334738173218" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lRuL5CRvRks/Ro5NlbV8jSI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/3RXNaLJm2lc/s320/junejuly07+165.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lRuL5CRvRks/Ro5RmrV8jTI/AAAAAAAAAVY/3JtY9u2qJqE/s1600-h/junejuly07+169.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084090754259520818" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lRuL5CRvRks/Ro5RmrV8jTI/AAAAAAAAAVY/3JtY9u2qJqE/s320/junejuly07+169.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;AND IN THE SHOWER ROOM?!?!?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lRuL5CRvRks/Ro5Rm7V8jUI/AAAAAAAAAVg/BDUs8sbi5fU/s1600-h/junejuly07+171.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084090758554488130" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lRuL5CRvRks/Ro5Rm7V8jUI/AAAAAAAAAVg/BDUs8sbi5fU/s320/junejuly07+171.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and last but not least (and not yet out-dated!) are the neo-prints insisted by zhao!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lRuL5CRvRks/Ro5RnLV8jVI/AAAAAAAAAVo/ZU1r-4vTmwc/s1600-h/scan+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084090762849455442" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lRuL5CRvRks/Ro5RnLV8jVI/AAAAAAAAAVo/ZU1r-4vTmwc/s320/scan+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha!this is like a tribute to rojak (aka the nuns!)&lt;br /&gt;i realised most of my photos on the com are with the rojak pple!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we've grown up so much. i will miss zhao when she's gone.&lt;br /&gt;and slowly, more pple will be gone due to different commitments!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5758654-8432711013554541535?l=storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com/feeds/8432711013554541535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5758654&amp;postID=8432711013554541535&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758654/posts/default/8432711013554541535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758654/posts/default/8432711013554541535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com/2007/07/i-am-back-from-my-trip-to-amara-hotel.html' title=''/><author><name>annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17258080479874175155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lRuL5CRvRks/Ro5ECLV8jKI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/1q7nzmuMAj8/s72-c/junejuly07+108.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5758654.post-4540052325281053060</id><published>2007-07-03T21:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-03T22:17:51.824+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i think i am a lucky shit! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got a room in kentridge hall and also a placing for the language preparatory placing or smth, LPP in short. so i get to study french and then go to the countries that speak french! :D :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am such a lucky girl!!!!&lt;br /&gt;and my scholarship is still under pending. hope they get back to me soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;holidays are so going to be over. my work in zoo is almost done.&lt;br /&gt;new guides are coming in to take over me.&lt;br /&gt;this is good cos they are able to commit. so unlike me.&lt;br /&gt;i wouldn't mind just going back and be one of the operations assistant.&lt;br /&gt;will miss the zoorific gang loads loads!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;transformers is damn nice a show!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went nightsafari with my dad, sis, aunt and my US cousin.&lt;br /&gt;she's only 15 years old but she's already almost a head taller than me )):&lt;br /&gt;and i took a lot of pictures. my dad is hilarious!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and do you know that when you shave away the tiger's fur, you can still see the brown stripes?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5758654-4540052325281053060?l=storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com/feeds/4540052325281053060/comments/default' title='Post 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/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b285/scar-hurts/DSC00851.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b285/scar-hurts/10b129.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b285/scar-hurts/P1010202.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b285/scar-hurts/P1010322.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b285/scar-hurts/P1010509.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;very very happy redang picture! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and also picture from the cage! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b285/scar-hurts/Ops.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ZOORIFIC GANGGG!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b285/scar-hurts/thegalstheboys2.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b285/scar-hurts/thegals.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i am so happy, so very happy!!&lt;br /&gt;i am no longer training WD but an official guide in the zoo! :D :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH! and i pierced my ears and dyed my hair!&lt;br /&gt;and that ear piercing is at the tragus!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i21.photobucket.com/albums/b285/scar-hurts/270607009.jpg" border="0" alt="Photo Sharing and Video Hosting at Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ta-duhhhhhh! :D all of us with nice nice coloured hair! ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i brought one 6-yr old boy on my tour today!!&lt;br /&gt;no family. just one little boy. SUPER SLACK!&lt;br /&gt;this keeper friend was like saying, "might as well bring him to playland and play for an hour and a half and tell the mother that he touched the snake!"&lt;br /&gt;wth!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;work tomorrow! tatas!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EUNICE TAN, JUST GO FOR THE CAMP AND MAKE LOADS OF FRIENDS!&lt;br /&gt;MID-LIFE CRISIS NO MOREEEE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5758654-1349391328859886676?l=storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com/feeds/1349391328859886676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5758654&amp;postID=1349391328859886676&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758654/posts/default/1349391328859886676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758654/posts/default/1349391328859886676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-am-feeling-rather-nostalgic.html' title=''/><author><name>annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17258080479874175155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5758654.post-8115601689364923539</id><published>2007-06-22T11:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-22T11:14:01.262+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>welcome back shuyi and mad! hope your time there had been a fulfilling one! :D&lt;br /&gt;minus all the scandals that i am waiting to be updated!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dear world, i've something to announce,&lt;br /&gt;I TOOK OUT MY BRACES! :D :D :D&lt;br /&gt;like finally!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you are coming to the zoo on sunday, you can see my on the tram doing tram commentary.&lt;br /&gt;and it's BLARDDEEEE hard to be a tram guide.&lt;br /&gt;first, i must speak into the mic.&lt;br /&gt;secondly, i must stop moving on the chair!&lt;br /&gt;thirdly, i must speak like a pro.&lt;br /&gt;NO FUNNY ACCENT LIKE THOSE IN NIG HT SAF ARI!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life's good.&lt;br /&gt;it's just a mixture of don't-know-whats and moving along.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5758654-8115601689364923539?l=storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com/feeds/8115601689364923539/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5758654&amp;postID=8115601689364923539&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758654/posts/default/8115601689364923539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758654/posts/default/8115601689364923539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com/2007/06/welcome-back-shuyi-and-mad-hope-your.html' title=''/><author><name>annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17258080479874175155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5758654.post-7423731148977360873</id><published>2007-06-19T09:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-19T10:18:37.324+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>off day again! and i seriously have a love-hate relationship with off days!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i am watching sesame street now! i love bert and the rubber duck! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we won the soccer match on sunday! :D love our ops guys!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha! it was quite a nerve wrecking match! with yes, unexpected falling down of chairs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but it was packedd with excitement excitement and MORE excitement!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh, did i say that half way thru the match the girls started taking pictures?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lRuL5CRvRks/Rnc4UrhsQbI/AAAAAAAAARY/BhCgo4JW5js/s1600-h/Picture+020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077589032816099762" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lRuL5CRvRks/Rnc4UrhsQbI/AAAAAAAAARY/BhCgo4JW5js/s320/Picture+020.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;jas bff and fiza! :D&lt;br /&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;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lRuL5CRvRks/Rnc55bhsQfI/AAAAAAAAAR4/AjhhIr9Nm1s/s1600-h/Picture+031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077590763687920114" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lRuL5CRvRks/Rnc55bhsQfI/AAAAAAAAAR4/AjhhIr9Nm1s/s320/Picture+031.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;leslie!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lRuL5CRvRks/Rnc5I7hsQdI/AAAAAAAAARo/PCk3FJkKcRs/s1600-h/Picture+029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077589930464264658" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lRuL5CRvRks/Rnc5I7hsQdI/AAAAAAAAARo/PCk3FJkKcRs/s320/Picture+029.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my fave show presenter!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lRuL5CRvRks/Rnc5erhsQeI/AAAAAAAAARw/6Q_DeETar4A/s1600-h/Picture+034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077590304126419426" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lRuL5CRvRks/Rnc5erhsQeI/AAAAAAAAARw/6Q_DeETar4A/s320/Picture+034.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lRuL5CRvRks/Rnc6dLhsQhI/AAAAAAAAASI/Twgla9pQYGI/s1600-h/Picture+051.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;((: love you! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lRuL5CRvRks/Rnc6dLhsQhI/AAAAAAAAASI/Twgla9pQYGI/s1600-h/Picture+051.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lRuL5CRvRks/Rnc6OrhsQgI/AAAAAAAAASA/0s-6Zk_vLcw/s1600-h/Picture+021.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077591128760140290" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lRuL5CRvRks/Rnc6OrhsQgI/AAAAAAAAASA/0s-6Zk_vLcw/s320/Picture+021.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;the zoorific girls! we are all in black cos' that's our dress code! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and ystd at work, i got to work around zoo to take pictures! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and now introducing my little RAH! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lRuL5CRvRks/Rnc6dLhsQhI/AAAAAAAAASI/Twgla9pQYGI/s1600-h/Picture+051.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5077591377868243474" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lRuL5CRvRks/Rnc6dLhsQhI/AAAAAAAAASI/Twgla9pQYGI/s320/Picture+051.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;how cute is she man!! acting all macho! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and ystd morning when i drove past her enclosure, she stuck out her hands to ask for food! she tried once, twice and thrice, then she gave up asking us for food! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;so adorable! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;one more month before i leave.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/5758654-7423731148977360873?l=storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com/feeds/7423731148977360873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5758654&amp;postID=7423731148977360873&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758654/posts/default/7423731148977360873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758654/posts/default/7423731148977360873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com/2007/06/off-day-again-and-i-seriously-have-love.html' title=''/><author><name>annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17258080479874175155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lRuL5CRvRks/Rnc4UrhsQbI/AAAAAAAAARY/BhCgo4JW5js/s72-c/Picture+020.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5758654.post-1736852626193349207</id><published>2007-06-16T23:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-17T00:09:38.119+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i went to the night safari today! with the rojaks that are left behind in sing!&lt;br /&gt;and this is my first time to night safari with non-zoo people! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, i smuggled them in but we got caught too.&lt;br /&gt;the guy actually checked my card and my nametag and he realised there's 2 annies!&lt;br /&gt;but i insisted that it's ok and in the end he gave in. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but night safari is still damn super nice :D&lt;br /&gt;and the most unforgettable ns trip was 2 yrs back and i missed it so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's work tmrw! and there's soccer match at kallang too!&lt;br /&gt;operations vs show presentation! SO HILARIOUS!&lt;br /&gt;i am so gng to be a cheerleader!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5758654-1736852626193349207?l=storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com/feeds/1736852626193349207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5758654&amp;postID=1736852626193349207&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758654/posts/default/1736852626193349207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758654/posts/default/1736852626193349207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-went-to-night-safari-today-with.html' title=''/><author><name>annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17258080479874175155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5758654.post-2568873019795476925</id><published>2007-06-13T09:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-13T10:06:03.454+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>life's gooooooood! :D&lt;br /&gt;i've tried so many new things in sucha short time! ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was sent home on a scrambler (i don't really know how to spell the bike's name)&lt;br /&gt;and it was REALLLY FUN!&lt;br /&gt;the speed, the wind, the other cars being nonchalent and so many other things!&lt;br /&gt;but i was super super duper nervous that my legs were a little numb after it 0_o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ystd was a series of unfortunate events in the zo o.&lt;br /&gt;gibbon escape (to other trees outside the enclosure), horse on training for horse carriage wasn't used to the road so he sorta hurt himself on his hind legs and also my colleague and his tour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but it was still fun cos abidjan, the pygmy hippo and RAH, the chimp are still so adorable! abidjan was like on drugs! he was galloping like a horse in the enclosure and disturbing his mummy and daddy! super madd!! and Rah and his brother, ingozi were playing with each other as usual!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really love the chimps!&lt;br /&gt;they ae so smart, so interesting. everytime i drove past them, they will be filled with different entics. sliding down the poles. riding on ingozi's back. pulling each other. askin for food!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH!! i am a verified buggy driver. (what's the big deal right?) haha!&lt;br /&gt;which means i can drive and do tours on my own soon! :D&lt;br /&gt;but again, i will be leaving really soon. real soon.&lt;br /&gt;and it's always when leaving is near that u can taste the sweetness of the job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and n j trimmed off the bushes near the front gate. and that's the area when we alws used to sneak out of school cos the bushes can help to cover us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my dept at m c ys had an extreme makeover too.&lt;br /&gt;a handful of my colleagues are gone and there are new ones to take over them. and today's my sup last day and she's gng over to legal aid.&lt;br /&gt;i still miss the atmosphere over there. the very home-ly feeling!&lt;br /&gt;and also also, they created a hall of interns board and me and ky's letters are still on it! :D&lt;br /&gt;if i get my scholarship, i will be seeing them real soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life's good :D&lt;br /&gt;and i am losing track of time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5758654-2568873019795476925?l=storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com/feeds/2568873019795476925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5758654&amp;postID=2568873019795476925&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758654/posts/default/2568873019795476925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758654/posts/default/2568873019795476925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com/2007/06/lifes-gooooooood-d-ive-tried-so-many.html' title=''/><author><name>annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17258080479874175155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5758654.post-3029464318301413772</id><published>2007-06-06T21:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-06T21:40:10.029+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i've got loads of pictures to uploaddd! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;redang looks alot like sentosa in this picture o_0"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072940851704643874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lRuL5CRvRks/Rma007hsQSI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/LXgQagnw8B8/s320/527993760l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072941264021504306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lRuL5CRvRks/Rma1M7hsQTI/AAAAAAAAAQY/U0Xe7xPrdFY/s320/IMGP2795.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072941422935294274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lRuL5CRvRks/Rma1WLhsQUI/AAAAAAAAAQg/NIB8oQuGLYg/s320/IMGP2819.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072941650568560978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lRuL5CRvRks/Rma1jbhsQVI/AAAAAAAAAQo/Pf7wXVrqHTo/s320/IMGP2820.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;jeanopok trying to tiptoe so badly!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and also zoo-rific days! :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;the guides!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072942011345813858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lRuL5CRvRks/Rma14bhsQWI/AAAAAAAAAQw/dRdkUWJ7zMU/s320/Picture+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;fajrin and fizah!! :D&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072942269043851634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lRuL5CRvRks/Rma2HbhsQXI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/A7uDCusUxjg/s320/Picture+015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072942604051300738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lRuL5CRvRks/Rma2a7hsQYI/AAAAAAAAARA/lBwLLCIFHc8/s320/Picture+017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;the binturonggg!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072942943353717138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lRuL5CRvRks/Rma2urhsQZI/AAAAAAAAARI/npzF6Db5j8Q/s320/Picture+013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;haha! my kodak eyecandy!!&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072943274066198946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lRuL5CRvRks/Rma3B7hsQaI/AAAAAAAAARQ/TJsahYlLmD8/s320/Picture+019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;BFF!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;((:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5758654-3029464318301413772?l=storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com/feeds/3029464318301413772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5758654&amp;postID=3029464318301413772&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758654/posts/default/3029464318301413772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758654/posts/default/3029464318301413772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com/2007/06/ive-got-loads-of-pictures-to-uploaddd.html' title=''/><author><name>annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17258080479874175155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lRuL5CRvRks/Rma007hsQSI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/LXgQagnw8B8/s72-c/527993760l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5758654.post-2378161209763919125</id><published>2007-06-01T09:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-01T23:47:22.211+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>YAY! i finally got 1 picture for aristal! :D then i can blog about it! ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5070905177531420770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lRuL5CRvRks/Rl95ZGRzEGI/AAAAAAAAAQI/CvHIe-BBRzg/s320/aristal.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aristal 07!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i swear i will attend ALL aristal so as long as ginny is performing :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;me, jean and lex were like busy spotting gin on stage. it was bloody hilarious! everytime ginny and friends run in and out of stage we will go like, 'that's ginny!', 'the one on the 2nd left!'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;jeanopok:&lt;/strong&gt; you better finish your papers quick then we can go celebrate your birthday!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i'm having my off day today but everyone's workinggg! )):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;SO SUPER BOREDDDDDDDD!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;can't wait to work on weekends cos' there's so much company!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5758654-2378161209763919125?l=storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com/feeds/2378161209763919125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5758654&amp;postID=2378161209763919125&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758654/posts/default/2378161209763919125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758654/posts/default/2378161209763919125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com/2007/06/yay-i-finally-got-1-picture-for-aristal.html' title=''/><author><name>annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17258080479874175155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lRuL5CRvRks/Rl95ZGRzEGI/AAAAAAAAAQI/CvHIe-BBRzg/s72-c/aristal.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5758654.post-5012038517772734177</id><published>2007-05-22T09:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-26T11:42:51.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i realised i am not exactly a very optimistic person, in fact, pretty far from being that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;work's fine. pretty alright actually.&lt;br /&gt;you just need to smile and act blur through all troubles and criticisms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like what qiling have written that she can't work under criticisms and condemnations,&lt;br /&gt;neither can i. it just brings your morale down a threshold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but the happy thing is that i realised my colleagues are oh-so-nice! ((:&lt;br /&gt;even with the kodak booth guy (omg, he is damn cute!)&lt;br /&gt;i like it when we all feel the same sentiments, which means i am not alone! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, the other day i made the little boy cry cos i burst his balloon was so my fault&lt;br /&gt;i was tryin so hard to be a smart alec.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we have to keep the kids' balloons cos they can't bring it into the zoo. they looked so upset that i promised them that i could turn their balloons into dogs, giraffes and more.&lt;br /&gt;so when i was twisting the balloons, one of it burst. (SHITTTT!) i seriously didn't know what to do. so i went around the area looking for balloons. at cheers, the retail shop and also at kfc. kfc only have those round balloons with the old man printed on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the rest of my colleagues were busy laughing away i tell you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i decided to be real honest. (maybe not cos i wanted to tell them that it burst when we kept it due to our &lt;em&gt;carelessness&lt;/em&gt;) anyway, one of the balloons have been twisted into a dog already so it would be pretty obvious that i have been playing with the balloons. so i decided to twist it back to the long long balloon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so wrong. cos it burst again. now left with one white balloon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shit. thank God we have some orang utan softtoy to spare so i decided to use them to bribe the kids. so at the end of the day the kids came happily, trotting out of the gate beside cheers and skipped to me with their maids holding them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boys: can we have our balloons backkk?&lt;br /&gt;me: haha! you still rem your balloons?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boys: so can we have them back? (even the maids were looking at me expectantly.)&lt;br /&gt;me: hmm. hmm. I AM SO SORRY COS THE BALLOONS BURST! but i got orang utans for u!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maids, mum and boys were damn bloody shocked&lt;br /&gt;but maids, mum and 2 boys were super pleased with the orang utans except one boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;him: I WANT MY BALLOON! x 10000000000000&lt;br /&gt;me: i still got one left. you want?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mum: better not. just in case all 3 start fighting for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-boy still crying and me looking at mum helplessly and passing her the orang that the boy refused to take-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mum sensed my desperate cries for help, carried the boy and comforted him. she then glanced back and smiled at me. at that instance, i so wanted to bury myself in a hole and suffocate myself to death.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;smart alecs ought to be shot.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my new work politics: work smart to cover yours and your colleagues' asses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i saw jinnie and the jurong gardens school kids coming to the z o o for camp ((:&lt;br /&gt;i miss those days that mistakes will be easily overlooked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;what will you do if your friend lost her trust in you?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5758654-5012038517772734177?l=storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com/feeds/5012038517772734177/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5758654&amp;postID=5012038517772734177&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758654/posts/default/5012038517772734177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758654/posts/default/5012038517772734177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-realised-i-am-not-exactly-very.html' title=''/><author><name>annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17258080479874175155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5758654.post-8882543034112852666</id><published>2007-05-18T22:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-18T23:04:10.505+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;today's a REALL busy dayy! we had full tours the entire day and i did 2 out of 3 tours!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but the worst thing was that i made a kid cry like mad when i burst his balloon )):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I AM SO SUPER IDIOTIC!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;work's gettin better.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you just ignore stuff and see the better things.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the other day when i had my off day, i went kboxing!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;chinese songs have never been that interesting! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065914680018510130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lRuL5CRvRks/Rk2-j6TwoTI/AAAAAAAAAPw/BEUqj5bhg6I/s320/DSC00927.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065914843227267394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lRuL5CRvRks/Rk2-taTwoUI/AAAAAAAAAP4/5tpCIibepl8/s320/DSC00926.jpg" border="0" /&gt;we were singing the grasshoppers' ai bu ba song.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;damn old school!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i looked damn dark in the pictures!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;one day i will go to zoo on my off day and take a truckloads of pictures of the animals i so love!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the chimps are my new fave!!! :D RAH the baby chimp!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cows in the zoo are in fact quite outcasteddd.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;work tomorrow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i am so so so burnt out!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5758654-8882543034112852666?l=storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com/feeds/8882543034112852666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5758654&amp;postID=8882543034112852666&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758654/posts/default/8882543034112852666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758654/posts/default/8882543034112852666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com/2007/05/todays-reall-busy-dayy-we-had-full.html' title=''/><author><name>annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17258080479874175155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lRuL5CRvRks/Rk2-j6TwoTI/AAAAAAAAAPw/BEUqj5bhg6I/s72-c/DSC00927.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5758654.post-7726378987256285985</id><published>2007-05-16T23:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-16T23:38:49.484+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my hamster died. how bad can yesterday be?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;daddy was the first person who realised she was dead. so he came into my room and slowly and calmly broke the news to me. "hamstie is dead."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she was all cold and bald (she's really old so she's dropping fur)&lt;br /&gt;i was kinda scared cos' this is the first time i am touching a dead 'body'&lt;br /&gt;it looked like a peaceful death cos' she was in her sleeping position and with eyes closed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;almost 2 years of being part of the cheongs family.&lt;br /&gt;she's abt 3+yrs btw. way over her normal lifespan which is a comfort to me.&lt;br /&gt;i am not that bad as an owner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't imagine myself as a keeper.&lt;br /&gt;looking after the animals since young till they are old and dying.&lt;br /&gt;there was a chimp keeper who switch to looking after baboons after 19yrs cos' he really can't take the heartache of losing any of the chimps anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i buried hamstie and it looks like a grave.&lt;br /&gt;it's kinda dumb on my part (since everyone laughed) but this is the best i could do for her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life goes on.&lt;br /&gt;what's in the past will always be.&lt;br /&gt;my life is hardened. proven. period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for hamstie,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065183053814472978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lRuL5CRvRks/RkslJqTwoRI/AAAAAAAAAPg/QOdUsmI7_Ck/s320/Photo-0039.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;night safari has a complicated buggy route. on my way! :D &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5758654-7726378987256285985?l=storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com/feeds/7726378987256285985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5758654&amp;postID=7726378987256285985&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758654/posts/default/7726378987256285985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758654/posts/default/7726378987256285985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com/2007/05/my-hamster-died.html' title=''/><author><name>annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17258080479874175155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lRuL5CRvRks/RkslJqTwoRI/AAAAAAAAAPg/QOdUsmI7_Ck/s72-c/Photo-0039.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5758654.post-2059792081167128879</id><published>2007-05-15T22:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-15T22:50:27.581+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i just cut my hair super short and i am so upset!&lt;br /&gt;the z o o didnt like my slanted hair so i have to cut it away.&lt;br /&gt;sob. it's worst then school, worst then n j!&lt;br /&gt;how can!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the animals shall be my strength to hold on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's too saddening to blog abt kbox and off day today.&lt;br /&gt;off to bed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5758654-2059792081167128879?l=storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com/feeds/2059792081167128879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5758654&amp;postID=2059792081167128879&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758654/posts/default/2059792081167128879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758654/posts/default/2059792081167128879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-just-cut-my-hair-super-short-and-i-am.html' title=''/><author><name>annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17258080479874175155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5758654.post-1517727253283289863</id><published>2007-05-13T21:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-13T22:02:27.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;BACK!!! ((:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;i enjoyed myself a whole bit :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;the sun, the sea, the sand, the stars, the smiles! all the 'S'! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;but we were damn screwed up initially! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;e organisers (me, mad and eunice) totally didnt check the dates the agent of f ive sta rs tra vel wrote on our receipt and stuff and she wrote 9 june instead of 9 may! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;we were damn shocked lah! didn't want to go back with our luggages!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;so we sorta negotiate with the agents over there and after half an hour (which is supposedly our departure time) we finally got rooms in the hotel and seats on the bus! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;SUPER LUCKY I TELL YOU!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;even though by the time we reached there, we got no rooms on the ferry to redang and no rooms since it was very late last night and the agents havent pay the resort!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;but in the end we still boarded the ferry and off we go to redang! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;snorkelling was new. quite interesting actually but marine animals are not exactly to my liking!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;but it was still real fun!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;BANANA BOAT WAS AWEEEEESOMMMMME! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;i really really really like it a lot a lot!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;d&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;idn't really have a lot of pictures with me cos i never really did use my camera!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;loads with shuzk! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064043104869832370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lRuL5CRvRks/RkcYX5kIVrI/AAAAAAAAAO4/Gw_x3lFycd8/s320/Picture+237.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064043431287346882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lRuL5CRvRks/RkcYq5kIVsI/AAAAAAAAAPA/jjE0rR2FSi0/s320/Picture+239.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064044011107931858" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lRuL5CRvRks/RkcZMpkIVtI/AAAAAAAAAPI/I-ezhqU5vO0/s320/Picture+250.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5064044676827862770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lRuL5CRvRks/RkcZzZkIVvI/AAAAAAAAAPY/O26EGEw8hVc/s320/Picture+248.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&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/5758654-1517727253283289863?l=storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com/feeds/1517727253283289863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5758654&amp;postID=1517727253283289863&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758654/posts/default/1517727253283289863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758654/posts/default/1517727253283289863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com/2007/05/back-i-enjoyed-myself-whole-bit-d-sun.html' title=''/><author><name>annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17258080479874175155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lRuL5CRvRks/RkcYX5kIVrI/AAAAAAAAAO4/Gw_x3lFycd8/s72-c/Picture+237.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5758654.post-8385796168547527595</id><published>2007-05-08T23:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-08T23:07:51.732+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i can drive the buggy now! forward, reverse and parking!&lt;br /&gt;who needs bbdc when there is driving lessons in the zoo!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i did my first full tour yesterday to an irish dad, batam and singapore boy.&lt;br /&gt;the irish dad met a pakisthan lady, gave birth in both batam and singapore.&lt;br /&gt;really complicated background! but the tour was neat!!!!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;qiling and i ended up on a night safari tram after having a super cheap stingray at the night safari's ulu ulu restaurant!!!&lt;br /&gt;qiling is damn good at getting staff price!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;off to redang tomorrow!! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5758654-8385796168547527595?l=storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com/feeds/8385796168547527595/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5758654&amp;postID=8385796168547527595&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758654/posts/default/8385796168547527595'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758654/posts/default/8385796168547527595'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-can-drive-buggy-now-forward-reverse.html' title=''/><author><name>annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17258080479874175155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5758654.post-6930845205013574437</id><published>2007-05-06T21:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-06T21:29:42.514+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lRuL5CRvRks/Rj3W3JkIVqI/AAAAAAAAAOw/8nP2cczGgL8/s1600-h/IMGP4890.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061437799182915234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lRuL5CRvRks/Rj3W3JkIVqI/AAAAAAAAAOw/8nP2cczGgL8/s320/IMGP4890.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lRuL5CRvRks/Rj3Ww5kIVpI/AAAAAAAAAOo/lXKKM90OW64/s1600-h/IMGP4892.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061437691808732818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lRuL5CRvRks/Rj3Ww5kIVpI/AAAAAAAAAOo/lXKKM90OW64/s320/IMGP4892.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lRuL5CRvRks/Rj3WrJkIVoI/AAAAAAAAAOg/3HjL4fAzTdQ/s1600-h/IMGP4895.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061437593024484994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lRuL5CRvRks/Rj3WrJkIVoI/AAAAAAAAAOg/3HjL4fAzTdQ/s320/IMGP4895.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lRuL5CRvRks/Rj3WjpkIVnI/AAAAAAAAAOY/e6UF7DpJhuY/s1600-h/IMGP4901.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061437464175466098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lRuL5CRvRks/Rj3WjpkIVnI/AAAAAAAAAOY/e6UF7DpJhuY/s320/IMGP4901.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061433186388039250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lRuL5CRvRks/Rj3SqpkIVlI/AAAAAAAAAOI/QR-q4YhwyYY/s320/IMGP4898.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061433336711894626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lRuL5CRvRks/Rj3SzZkIVmI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/E12R1somwqc/s320/IMGP4899.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the kayaking pictures are super nice!! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i am gng redang in 3 days' time! CAN'T WAIT!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we are gng to play loads of games!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7 monks! 7 monks! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/5758654-6930845205013574437?l=storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com/feeds/6930845205013574437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5758654&amp;postID=6930845205013574437&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758654/posts/default/6930845205013574437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758654/posts/default/6930845205013574437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com/2007/05/kayaking-pictures-are-super-nice-d-i-am.html' title=''/><author><name>annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17258080479874175155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lRuL5CRvRks/Rj3W3JkIVqI/AAAAAAAAAOw/8nP2cczGgL8/s72-c/IMGP4890.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5758654.post-6042827532563711724</id><published>2007-05-03T23:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-03T23:46:09.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>more campha people at the zoo! :D&lt;br /&gt;i hope there will be camps in the ZOO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i'm going to the zoo zoo zoo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;how about you you you?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;you can come too too too.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i'm going to the zoo zoo zoo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and grace joined the few ac girls (qingyu, tricia and ky) down at children aid society to tuition the kids!&lt;br /&gt;haha! i had this pri 3 kid, hari and his friend joined us too! it was terribly funny :D&lt;br /&gt;didn't know what to teach him after a few maths problems so i asked the teacher what should i do. the teacher just asked me to teach anything, anyhow teach also can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GUESS WHAT WE END UP DOING!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we started gossipping. hari's friend was telling me abt the girl hari likes and blah blah!&lt;br /&gt;they told me some random stuff about school. did some random stuff.&lt;br /&gt;hari started cat fighting with another boy and his friend told me cos' they both like the same girl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how cute is this! ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i taught them how to do the 'Everybody Dance Now' cheer when i am supposed to help him with his academic work!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so please please don't hire me as a teacher!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;supper with grace and ky!!! i am meeting grace wayyyyyyyy too often!!&lt;br /&gt;KY I MISS YOU! I BET U MISS ME TOO! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy bday ash!! xinlin got a boyfriend with a funky ahma!!&lt;br /&gt;oh, and thanks for inviting me to ur NON-CLICHE birthday bash!&lt;br /&gt;and there's no need to buy a present for best friend's boyfriend right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the taxi uncle was hilarious ((:&lt;br /&gt;what's media corp?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;keeper's attachment tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;i get to wear the keeper's boots and feed the butterflies, cockroaches, pigeons and LEMURS!&lt;br /&gt;and hope i see flossie and her baby :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;random keep-in-touch&lt;br /&gt;it's so over.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5758654-6042827532563711724?l=storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com/feeds/6042827532563711724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5758654&amp;postID=6042827532563711724&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758654/posts/default/6042827532563711724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758654/posts/default/6042827532563711724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com/2007/05/more-campha-people-at-zoo-d-i-hope.html' title=''/><author><name>annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17258080479874175155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5758654.post-4812602434253066291</id><published>2007-04-30T22:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-01T01:00:04.267+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i am now a one star kayaker! :D -gloats-&lt;br /&gt;but my entire body is aching like maddddd now!&lt;br /&gt;liyana, now i understand how u feel! i am like all black now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kayaking was wayyyy fun! why didn't i join kayaking?&lt;br /&gt;the mini expedition was so cool yet tiring.&lt;br /&gt;however, looking arnd at the scenary and at the clouds, it seems so worth it :D&lt;br /&gt;but i was so afraid that i will just fall into the river and die. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the company was great!!! maybe this is why i am not &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt; happy in the zoo!&lt;br /&gt;but zoo's really fun still!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i finally saw jas and it was a really nice feeling catching up with her.&lt;br /&gt;you know those feel-good feeling?? it was just plainly nice.&lt;br /&gt;meeting new people was good too!! i really really like campha people :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went to watch phantom on wed! it was A W E S O M E!&lt;br /&gt;RAOUL IS MINE! (and maybe mad's and eunice's) :D&lt;br /&gt;we waited so long for wednesday. we booked the tickets since dec last yr?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059261277261026866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lRuL5CRvRks/RjYbU5kIVjI/AAAAAAAAANs/OTLwzvXp1kc/s320/phanthom.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059262089009845826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lRuL5CRvRks/RjYcEJkIVkI/AAAAAAAAAN0/syuiRdAsBKY/s320/phantom+1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the very ladylike us :D i actually wore a dress! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;all of us did except that weird shuyi! she's forever dressing for the wrong occassion!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;thanks to kahyoke for telling me that i can check my nus application online,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;now i know i've been accepted into nus fass.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so i finally got a place in nus. thank God :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5758654-4812602434253066291?l=storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com/feeds/4812602434253066291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5758654&amp;postID=4812602434253066291&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758654/posts/default/4812602434253066291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758654/posts/default/4812602434253066291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-am-now-one-star-kayaker-d-gloats-but.html' title=''/><author><name>annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17258080479874175155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lRuL5CRvRks/RjYbU5kIVjI/AAAAAAAAANs/OTLwzvXp1kc/s72-c/phanthom.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5758654.post-6288096435239911430</id><published>2007-04-27T22:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-27T23:11:43.558+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello people i am still alive, even though i tried killing ALL my colleagues on a buggy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my senior taught us how to drive the buggy today and hell, it was nerve wrecking-ly fun!&lt;br /&gt;when i first stepped on the pedal to unbrake and accelerate, i stepped so hard on the forward pedal that it went flyingggg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I WAS SO FREAKING SCARED!&lt;br /&gt;my senior was like screaming at me at the top of her lungs lah!&lt;br /&gt;and all my colleagues' face were in total distraught.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that was def a kodak moment.&lt;br /&gt;)):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, for the rest of the time when i was driving the buggy i was so paranoid and nervous that my senior has to remind me to breathe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am the dumb blond in the zoo lah. forever the one making silly jokes and bloopers&lt;br /&gt;YELLS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but buggy driving was EGG-CITING!!&lt;br /&gt;and i am the youngest buggy driver in the zoo! (according to hafizah!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KAYAKING TOMORROW!&lt;br /&gt;HOW CRAZY IS THIS! I AM SO SCARED LAHHH!&lt;br /&gt;but i think it will be fun! -crosses fingers-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please dont let me see floating dead cats and dogs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5758654-6288096435239911430?l=storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com/feeds/6288096435239911430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5758654&amp;postID=6288096435239911430&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758654/posts/default/6288096435239911430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758654/posts/default/6288096435239911430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com/2007/04/hello-people-i-am-still-alive-even.html' title=''/><author><name>annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17258080479874175155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5758654.post-2575930461582239662</id><published>2007-04-23T23:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-23T23:43:49.552+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this world is too true to be true. so true that it's scaring me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;work hasn't been all that good. the animals are good, but the people ain't.&lt;br /&gt;i can't proudly proclaim that i love people more than animals anymore. but i still love kids.&lt;br /&gt;animals are so much more fathomable then humans.&lt;br /&gt;weird specimens we are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need a bigger heart.&lt;br /&gt;i need more grace.&lt;br /&gt;i need more love. more security.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5758654-2575930461582239662?l=storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com/feeds/2575930461582239662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5758654&amp;postID=2575930461582239662&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758654/posts/default/2575930461582239662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758654/posts/default/2575930461582239662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com/2007/04/this-world-is-too-true-to-be-true.html' title=''/><author><name>annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17258080479874175155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5758654.post-354274339711946880</id><published>2007-04-20T08:42:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-20T08:45:58.687+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>have you ever heard the orang utans burp?&lt;br /&gt;i heard one of them burp during token feeding sessions! :D&lt;br /&gt;how cute is this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my chinese rocks. seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;annie needs to talk more and starts pronouncing her words.&lt;br /&gt;sucks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5758654-354274339711946880?l=storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com/feeds/354274339711946880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5758654&amp;postID=354274339711946880&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758654/posts/default/354274339711946880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758654/posts/default/354274339711946880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com/2007/04/have-you-ever-heard-orang-utans-burp-i_20.html' title=''/><author><name>annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17258080479874175155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5758654.post-2829792048548464513</id><published>2007-04-18T21:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-18T22:11:00.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lRuL5CRvRks/RiYkyFGoryI/AAAAAAAAANk/AHDT0Cj7aJk/s1600-h/Picture+338.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054768074552028962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lRuL5CRvRks/RiYkyFGoryI/AAAAAAAAANk/AHDT0Cj7aJk/s320/Picture+338.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lRuL5CRvRks/RiYkhVGorxI/AAAAAAAAANc/aYoJ4kxGge8/s1600-h/Picture+309.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054767786789220114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lRuL5CRvRks/RiYkhVGorxI/AAAAAAAAANc/aYoJ4kxGge8/s320/Picture+309.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lRuL5CRvRks/RiYj8lGorwI/AAAAAAAAANU/Be9NrMLZKj8/s1600-h/Picture+150.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054767155429027586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lRuL5CRvRks/RiYj8lGorwI/AAAAAAAAANU/Be9NrMLZKj8/s320/Picture+150.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lRuL5CRvRks/RiYjglGorvI/AAAAAAAAANM/mKFmKSW9ysQ/s1600-h/Picture+178.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054766674392690418" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lRuL5CRvRks/RiYjglGorvI/AAAAAAAAANM/mKFmKSW9ysQ/s320/Picture+178.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lRuL5CRvRks/RiYjL1GoruI/AAAAAAAAANE/UVh_TOkGBJA/s1600-h/Picture+116.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054766317910404834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lRuL5CRvRks/RiYjL1GoruI/AAAAAAAAANE/UVh_TOkGBJA/s320/Picture+116.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lRuL5CRvRks/RiYgdlGorsI/AAAAAAAAAM0/48tPxlhH64c/s1600-h/Picture+003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054763324318199490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lRuL5CRvRks/RiYgdlGorsI/AAAAAAAAAM0/48tPxlhH64c/s320/Picture+003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lRuL5CRvRks/RiYgEFGorrI/AAAAAAAAAMs/DN9KDmdfiU0/s1600-h/Picture+146.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054762886231535282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lRuL5CRvRks/RiYgEFGorrI/AAAAAAAAAMs/DN9KDmdfiU0/s320/Picture+146.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lRuL5CRvRks/RiYfh1GorqI/AAAAAAAAAMk/rltCO_misMk/s1600-h/Picture+291.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5054762297821015714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lRuL5CRvRks/RiYfh1GorqI/AAAAAAAAAMk/rltCO_misMk/s320/Picture+291.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thank God that i am back! :D a trip filled with journey mercies&lt;br /&gt;it's amazing how you ask and it shall be given unto you.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i blogged about how depressing the weather was and blah blah!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the next day, the rain stopped and once i reached kaohsiung (gaoxiong) the sun was beaming and everywhere was busking in the afternoon rays! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;weather was good cos' it wasn't humid kind of hot. it was sunny but you don't perspire.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my nose wasn't feeling good to the temperature change though. was leaking 24/7.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;kinda miss singapore when i was there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;trip was like hustling through taiwan. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;s'pore-taipei-kaohsiung-hualien-taipei-singapore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i took like 4 airplanes and 1 3hr train ride to travel around. not forgetting the endless bus rides.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;shopping was madness!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;enuff said.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;going back to the zoo was refreshing :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;new colleagues, new challenges. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ALL THE WAY ANNIE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i love grace, my affair de! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i HAD fun over at taiwan!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&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/5758654-2829792048548464513?l=storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com/feeds/2829792048548464513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5758654&amp;postID=2829792048548464513&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758654/posts/default/2829792048548464513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758654/posts/default/2829792048548464513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com/2007/04/thank-god-that-i-am-back-d-trip-filled.html' title=''/><author><name>annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17258080479874175155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lRuL5CRvRks/RiYkyFGoryI/AAAAAAAAANk/AHDT0Cj7aJk/s72-c/Picture+338.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5758654.post-2914057109123992562</id><published>2007-04-16T01:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-16T01:18:10.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I AM BACK!!! ((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;shop till you drop. literally.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I've got business to do,&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;so get down to&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.theshine-love.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;www.theshine-love.blogspot.com&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5758654-2914057109123992562?l=storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com/feeds/2914057109123992562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5758654&amp;postID=2914057109123992562&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758654/posts/default/2914057109123992562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758654/posts/default/2914057109123992562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-am-back-shop-till-you-drop.html' title=''/><author><name>annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17258080479874175155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5758654.post-1651065535483498209</id><published>2007-04-10T21:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-10T21:56:45.317+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i am a lil depressed.&lt;br /&gt;)):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i miss the sun.&lt;br /&gt;i miss the heat.&lt;br /&gt;i miss the sweat.&lt;br /&gt;i miss my animals. esp the cotton top.&lt;br /&gt;i miss an unblocked nose.&lt;br /&gt;i miss my bed and blanket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's super cold here. and i would rather have a hot weather than a perpertually gloomy day.&lt;br /&gt;haven't seen the sun since i reached taipei!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dear Lord, please make the sun shine tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's emo elmo in taiwan for me other than shopping and eating which were :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ZOO was freezing but it actually impressed me!&lt;br /&gt;maybe i didn't have any expectations for it to start with.&lt;br /&gt;and it was only $1 for entrance for me! STUDENT PRICE!!! ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha! alright. almost time for them to switch off the computers!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5758654-1651065535483498209?l=storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com/feeds/1651065535483498209/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5758654&amp;postID=1651065535483498209&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758654/posts/default/1651065535483498209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758654/posts/default/1651065535483498209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-am-lil-depressed.html' title=''/><author><name>annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17258080479874175155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5758654.post-8034792154148811269</id><published>2007-04-10T09:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-10T10:02:40.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i am at taiwan now!&lt;br /&gt;things have been fine but the hotel... sigh.&lt;br /&gt;enough said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am going to the zoo later but it's raining like madddddd!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH! and there's truckloads of singaporeans in my hotel&lt;br /&gt;hmm. mixed emotions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alrighty. till then!&lt;br /&gt;ciaos! :D&lt;br /&gt;dont really wanna let the other singaporeans see! HAHAH!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5758654-8034792154148811269?l=storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com/feeds/8034792154148811269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5758654&amp;postID=8034792154148811269&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758654/posts/default/8034792154148811269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758654/posts/default/8034792154148811269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-am-at-taiwan-now-things-have-been.html' title=''/><author><name>annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17258080479874175155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5758654.post-1792469989387715227</id><published>2007-04-08T21:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-08T22:21:16.638+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i am going taiwan tomorrow :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to all guys who are going into army this week,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ENJOY ARMY!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please don't kill me cos' i know many of you don't really look forward to it.&lt;br /&gt;but hang on ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so till then,&lt;br /&gt;see ya guys&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5758654-1792469989387715227?l=storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com/feeds/1792469989387715227/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5758654&amp;postID=1792469989387715227&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758654/posts/default/1792469989387715227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758654/posts/default/1792469989387715227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-am-going-taiwan-tomorrow-d-to-all.html' title=''/><author><name>annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17258080479874175155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5758654.post-4404806355501793690</id><published>2007-04-08T01:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-08T01:22:12.822+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i love my affairde :D&lt;br /&gt;she's seriously the best person on earth!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love chinatown still ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and grace got into quite a trouble today.&lt;br /&gt;and i am seriously sorry )):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and some things are just meant not to be.&lt;br /&gt;more than just obligations and rigid guidelines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so long yet so near.&lt;br /&gt;so long yet so clear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am standing still. too still.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[edited]&lt;br /&gt;i just realised i am an ESFP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and this is what they wrote,&lt;br /&gt;"ESFPs love people, excitement, telling stories and having fun. The spontaneous, impulsive nature of this type is almost always entertaining. And ESFPs love to entertain -- on stage, at work, and/or at home. Social gatherings are an energy boost to these "people" people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They sometimes think and talk in more of a spider-web approach. Several of my [his] ESFP friends jump from thought to thought in mid-sentence, touching here or there in a manner that's almost incoherent to the listener, but will eventually cover the waterfront by skipping on impulse from one piece of information to another. It's really quite fascinating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ESFPs are attracted to new ideas, new fashions, new gadgets, new ______. Perhaps it's the newness of life that attracts ESFPs to elementary education, especially to preschool and kindergarten.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ESFPs love to talk to people about people. Some of the most colorful storytellers are ESFPs. Their down-to-earth, often homespun wit reflects a mischievous benevolence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Almost every ESFP loves to talk. Some can be identified by the twenty minute conversation required to ask or answer a simple factual question. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to faint. how accurate can they be?&lt;br /&gt;so can't really blame me for my randomness and often answering outta point.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nights worldlings.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5758654-4404806355501793690?l=storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com/feeds/4404806355501793690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5758654&amp;postID=4404806355501793690&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758654/posts/default/4404806355501793690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758654/posts/default/4404806355501793690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com/2007/04/i-love-my-affairde-d-shes-seriously.html' title=''/><author><name>annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17258080479874175155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5758654.post-4652059420261852946</id><published>2007-04-07T00:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-07T00:16:37.157+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;blessed good friday!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was down for work today and gosh, the zoo was packed with people and MORE people!&lt;br /&gt;the crowd didn't stop till like 4pm!!&lt;br /&gt;i stood so long that my legs were almost giving way!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH!&lt;br /&gt;i passed my verification test!&lt;br /&gt;and the sale dept people gave me GOOD for my presentation!! :D&lt;br /&gt;not excellent but good is already super encouraging ((:&lt;br /&gt;and 2 of them (out of 5) wrote that annie is such a sweet cutie!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA! my ego's bursting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;athiyah, being an angel as always set a a shop blog and i sorta asked her to invite me to be her co-partner!&lt;br /&gt;so people, pls support me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://theshine-love.blogspot.com"&gt;http://theshine-love.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;the shine-love blog!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;customisations of shoes and bags are still available!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm going out with affairde tomorrow!&lt;br /&gt;miss her like mad!! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5758654-4652059420261852946?l=storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com/feeds/4652059420261852946/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5758654&amp;postID=4652059420261852946&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758654/posts/default/4652059420261852946'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758654/posts/default/4652059420261852946'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com/2007/04/blessed-good-friday-was-down-for-work.html' title=''/><author><name>annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17258080479874175155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5758654.post-4148025135795556522</id><published>2007-04-02T21:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-02T22:19:00.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>work is getting stressful!&lt;br /&gt;i am having my verification test on wed. if i don't pass, i won't have leave on thurs!&lt;br /&gt;and no leave on thurs means no trip with eunice to use the voucher!&lt;br /&gt;after i am being verified, i will be certified to be a buggy tour guide&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was doing entrance/ exit today!&lt;br /&gt;guess who i saw!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my de la salle kids from camp!!&lt;br /&gt;group 17 and 18!! spykids and super sexy xiangxiang!&lt;br /&gt;i was super shocked when i see their teacher and then followed by the kids!&lt;br /&gt;like WHO ON EARTH WILL EXPECT TO SEE YOUR KIDS AS A WHOLE AGAIN!?!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's so excitingly exciting when they start screaming your name!&lt;br /&gt;and the teacher start waving to you as if he met a long lost friend!&lt;br /&gt;some of the other kids (from other groups) actually rem me!&lt;br /&gt;they were like "aren't you the instructor? you working here also?"&lt;br /&gt;few of them asked for kx too!&lt;br /&gt;kinda heartwarming :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;other than that, standing there was a total torture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do you know that the giraffes have 7 cervical vertebrae just like humans do?&lt;br /&gt;but look at their necks and ours! haha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5758654-4148025135795556522?l=storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com/feeds/4148025135795556522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5758654&amp;postID=4148025135795556522&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758654/posts/default/4148025135795556522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758654/posts/default/4148025135795556522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com/2007/04/work-is-getting-stressful-i-am-having.html' title=''/><author><name>annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17258080479874175155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5758654.post-3435107973805216714</id><published>2007-04-01T23:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-02T00:03:02.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lRuL5CRvRks/Rg_UxYc41-I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/NPshzw7e8cY/s1600-h/442064734_8ea78ffd1b.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048487652147910626" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lRuL5CRvRks/Rg_UxYc41-I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/NPshzw7e8cY/s320/442064734_8ea78ffd1b.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lRuL5CRvRks/Rg_Tn4c416I/AAAAAAAAAJw/7DzkY3immq4/s1600-h/442065358_21706b2bae.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048486389427525538" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lRuL5CRvRks/Rg_Tn4c416I/AAAAAAAAAJw/7DzkY3immq4/s320/442065358_21706b2bae.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lRuL5CRvRks/Rg_TdIc415I/AAAAAAAAAJo/L-TsFgAF_fg/s1600-h/442071342_c83cd25d34.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5048486204743931794" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lRuL5CRvRks/Rg_TdIc415I/AAAAAAAAAJo/L-TsFgAF_fg/s320/442071342_c83cd25d34.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reg and zhao's birthday celebration. has been a long time since we last met up!&lt;br /&gt;and we are going redang together :D&lt;br /&gt;can't wait ((: for both taiwan and redang!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met up with jeanopok and manhanttan mummy at national lib to read up more on the animals.&lt;br /&gt;not much stuff found.&lt;br /&gt;but i miss jeanopok and ginny so )):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pi and eunice are two funny things. ahaha!&lt;br /&gt;all for the sake of love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, it's afd. april fool's day&lt;br /&gt;so happy afd worldlings ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i love the 'music and lyrics' show! POPPPP!&lt;br /&gt;bittersweet. my heart actually cringed a little.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;when things might not be what it seems.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5758654-3435107973805216714?l=storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com/feeds/3435107973805216714/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5758654&amp;postID=3435107973805216714&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758654/posts/default/3435107973805216714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758654/posts/default/3435107973805216714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com/2007/04/reg-and-zhaos-birthday-celebration.html' title=''/><author><name>annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17258080479874175155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lRuL5CRvRks/Rg_UxYc41-I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/NPshzw7e8cY/s72-c/442064734_8ea78ffd1b.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5758654.post-2069193460933862947</id><published>2007-03-26T22:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-26T23:39:07.912+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lRuL5CRvRks/Rgff_KiuuEI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/jE9MYuXgJmI/s1600-h/IMG_2373.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046248183746705474" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lRuL5CRvRks/Rgff_KiuuEI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/jE9MYuXgJmI/s200/IMG_2373.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046248750682388562" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lRuL5CRvRks/RgfggKiuuFI/AAAAAAAAAJY/_PirN1doH-E/s200/IMG_2371.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lRuL5CRvRks/RgfeSaiuuCI/AAAAAAAAAJA/rG70ItkWPY4/s1600-h/IMG_2369.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046246315435931682" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lRuL5CRvRks/RgfeSaiuuCI/AAAAAAAAAJA/rG70ItkWPY4/s320/IMG_2369.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;the pretty organisers for the redang trip ((:&lt;/p&gt;we went for the natas fair and took a good whole 3-4 hours at ONE (note it, JUST ONE!) booth, the booth for our redang trip. we didnt even get to walk around within the 3-4 hrs. i walked in, found mad and eunice and sat till we cracked out brains, burst our handphones and made the promoter wait for 3 hours before we finally made our bookings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so rojaks,&lt;br /&gt;it's settled, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;9-12 of may! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got my job at the zoo :D officially.&lt;br /&gt;had my induction, which is a tour around the zoo with a very experienced senior.&lt;br /&gt;SHE KNOWS ALMOST ALL THE ANIMALS' NAMES!&lt;br /&gt;the polarbears are called inuka and sheba.&lt;br /&gt;a tigeress called minnie cos she got minnie mouse ears.&lt;br /&gt;2 cotton top tamarins called toto and tata!&lt;br /&gt;i love the small elephants! i shall change my fave animal to elephants!&lt;br /&gt;hahha, HOW CUTE IS THIS! :D :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh!! will be having a really long training. should last at least abt a month!&lt;br /&gt;and i am gng taiwan, so i will drag it for a even longer time.&lt;br /&gt;i will get to enjoy all the feeding shows (hopefully go behind-the scenes too)!!&lt;br /&gt;OH!! and i will have a zoo keeper attachment for 2 days! :D :D&lt;br /&gt;you know, i always wanted to be a zoo keeper!!! for the cows?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jeanopok insisted that i have to add this on. so jeanopok, pls listen up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I LOVE JEANOPOK TO BITSS!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;TO MARS AND BACK! AND BACK TO MARS AND BACK!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am back to knowing all my animals in the zoo.&lt;br /&gt;i am now a proud owner of a 24-pages script -_-"&lt;br /&gt;MUG MUG MUGGGGG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lRuL5CRvRks/RgfomKiuuGI/AAAAAAAAAJg/-sZOa735BxA/s1600-h/BinteBaby2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046257649854625890" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lRuL5CRvRks/RgfomKiuuGI/AAAAAAAAAJg/-sZOa735BxA/s200/BinteBaby2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;so small and cute! but the golden hair one is cuter!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5758654-2069193460933862947?l=storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com/feeds/2069193460933862947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5758654&amp;postID=2069193460933862947&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758654/posts/default/2069193460933862947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758654/posts/default/2069193460933862947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com/2007/03/pretty-organisers-for-redang-trip-we.html' title=''/><author><name>annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17258080479874175155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lRuL5CRvRks/Rgff_KiuuEI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/jE9MYuXgJmI/s72-c/IMG_2373.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5758654.post-3156247723577478381</id><published>2007-03-24T00:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-24T12:16:06.531+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lRuL5CRvRks/RgSjSKiut_I/AAAAAAAAAIo/2sfWEJHGRf8/s1600-h/Picture.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045337015024793586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lRuL5CRvRks/RgSjSKiut_I/AAAAAAAAAIo/2sfWEJHGRf8/s320/Picture.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;one of the kids drew this for me. and it reads, "ANY JIE JIE!"&lt;br /&gt;so when on earth did my name become &lt;strong&gt;ANY &lt;/strong&gt;officially? haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045337315672504322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lRuL5CRvRks/RgSjjqiuuAI/AAAAAAAAAIw/Cs64gvfcw68/s320/Picture+027.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045166350204319538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lRuL5CRvRks/RgQIEKiutzI/AAAAAAAAAHI/utJOjnv4OY8/s320/Picture+030.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045325723555772226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lRuL5CRvRks/RgSZA6iut0I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/hGQaHeV7cCs/s320/Picture+028.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045327793730008930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lRuL5CRvRks/RgSa5aiut2I/AAAAAAAAAHg/enCC8sHu1iQ/s320/Picture+036.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045327016340928338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lRuL5CRvRks/RgSaMKiut1I/AAAAAAAAAHY/hcqwBvGZNc8/s320/Picture+034.jpg" border="0" /&gt;the few of the few instructors that i really got to talk to (or crap with)! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;sam ((: my mirror and the bear!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and yes, I SEE JASLYN!!! we were in the camp as so she proclaimed that she wanna see me! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;but apparently her blog stated otherwise! haha! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;my mirror should stop calling me jocelyn! I AM ANNIE!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;this camp was short. was it even a camp? oh, let's just call it a one day event.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hmm. life's hard. kids are hard. teachers are hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;but it's still seemingly enjoying :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and i still love the ART house a lot. &lt;strong&gt;A LOT&lt;/strong&gt;! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and we even got the opportunity to step into the chamber and sit on l ee kua n yew's chair!!&lt;br /&gt;(i didnt get to sit cos the teachers and kids were! i must act professional!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i should stop getting a pri 3 camp!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;after the camp, i have to get down to raffles place for the SIF appreciation ceremony.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and i need to change into a dress!! and i brought the wrong shoes!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so i hafta scout arnd for matching shoes around raffles place and whoohoo! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i got a really nice pair for only $15!!!!!!!!!! :D :D :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045334459519252370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lRuL5CRvRks/RgSg9aiut5I/AAAAAAAAAH4/JfLvVE31Lp8/s320/Picture+037.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045335017865000866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lRuL5CRvRks/RgShd6iut6I/AAAAAAAAAIA/LpWPqoRQMjY/s320/Picture+042.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045335730829572018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lRuL5CRvRks/RgSiHaiut7I/AAAAAAAAAII/pkTV6BV1yvY/s320/Picture+041.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045336332124993474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lRuL5CRvRks/RgSiqaiut8I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/5QL4iZyEI04/s320/Picture+053.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5045336555463292882" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lRuL5CRvRks/RgSi3aiut9I/AAAAAAAAAIY/lq_hrnorb0I/s320/Picture+050.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we took a pic with the president too!! i changed out of my dress soon after the big shots leave.&lt;br /&gt;my aceh eyecandy was there too! haha! so over.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and our newest addition for project coast2coast is SO CUTEEEE and SMALL!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5758654-3156247723577478381?l=storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com/feeds/3156247723577478381/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5758654&amp;postID=3156247723577478381&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758654/posts/default/3156247723577478381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758654/posts/default/3156247723577478381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com/2007/03/one-of-kids-drew-this-for-me.html' title=''/><author><name>annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17258080479874175155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lRuL5CRvRks/RgSjSKiut_I/AAAAAAAAAIo/2sfWEJHGRf8/s72-c/Picture.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5758654.post-955650913939223836</id><published>2007-03-22T13:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-24T01:08:27.347+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>gonna put more pics for the ao1 dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we actually took a lot more, but i guess many are too unglam to be put up!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;like with khairi's nose and unique wardrobe!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went our with my 2 bestest friends from the sentosa flowers ystd!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;athiyah and the sentosa express bugger. HAHA!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and who's he? that's for me to know and for you to find out.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;was kinda funny cos i am supposed to accompany them to shop, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but i ended up shopping quite A LOT!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BUT NO! I DIDN'T SPLURGE!!! i just went to window shop alright!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;haha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it was real fun! :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;even though i only worked at sentosa for 3 days, i got to meet really nice friends!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;anw, me and liyana (pita) went to the zoo for interview!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and the pple (interviewers) were really nice and liyana got to meet a new guy &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WOOHOOO!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and sorry pita, i think cos' you still working?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hmmm.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;alright. pics update!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;btw, i got new battery for the cam! so now, it can be long lasting! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044616345282328242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lRuL5CRvRks/RgIT1qiutrI/AAAAAAAAAGI/GxPIbM-nO_k/s320/P1050879.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044616431181674178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lRuL5CRvRks/RgIT6qiutsI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/3DmkoUb3dP8/s320/uhfsdvaer8o.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044616637340104402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lRuL5CRvRks/RgIUGqiuttI/AAAAAAAAAGY/IkBKyEBbglo/s320/A01%2B003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044616744714286818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_lRuL5CRvRks/RgIUM6iutuI/AAAAAAAAAGg/jKD-kS49qn8/s320/A01%2B015.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i think i seriously look like a malay -_-"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i miss kaijie.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh for the zoo job,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i need to carry the snakes and catch big gigantic cockroaches! -SCREAMS-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but i am GAMEEEE!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i get to drive a buggy!!&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/5758654-955650913939223836?l=storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com/feeds/955650913939223836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5758654&amp;postID=955650913939223836&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758654/posts/default/955650913939223836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758654/posts/default/955650913939223836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com/2007/03/gonna-put-more-pics-for-ao1-dinner.html' title=''/><author><name>annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17258080479874175155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lRuL5CRvRks/RgIT1qiutrI/AAAAAAAAAGI/GxPIbM-nO_k/s72-c/P1050879.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5758654.post-4817441964713200558</id><published>2007-03-18T23:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-19T00:12:28.989+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lRuL5CRvRks/Rf1iToWz5PI/AAAAAAAAAFw/xQvYh_ZR_oA/s1600-h/Picture+002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043295247114953970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lRuL5CRvRks/Rf1iToWz5PI/AAAAAAAAAFw/xQvYh_ZR_oA/s320/Picture+002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043295625072076034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lRuL5CRvRks/Rf1ipoWz5QI/AAAAAAAAAF4/gI4XVrvjNHg/s320/Picture+008.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043296376691352850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lRuL5CRvRks/Rf1jVYWz5RI/AAAAAAAAAGA/vrUP1OfO87M/s320/Picture+017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;the different various outings over the week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;trio has our first stayover this year! my last work-related outing with kahyoke! and farewell dinner for guan cum ao1 class (6 pple) dinner!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i am badmooding.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;rahhhh!&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/5758654-4817441964713200558?l=storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com/feeds/4817441964713200558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5758654&amp;postID=4817441964713200558&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758654/posts/default/4817441964713200558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758654/posts/default/4817441964713200558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com/2007/03/different-various-outings-over-week.html' title=''/><author><name>annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17258080479874175155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lRuL5CRvRks/Rf1iToWz5PI/AAAAAAAAAFw/xQvYh_ZR_oA/s72-c/Picture+002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5758654.post-3530715860630070559</id><published>2007-03-17T23:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-18T00:01:27.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i love being alone.&lt;br /&gt;so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life's too smooth-sailing to be true.&lt;br /&gt;i hate saying that cos' bad stuff will start occurring.&lt;br /&gt;the previous time i said that in my blog, loads of stuff happened after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trying to look for another job. so while waiting for camps (that rarely come to me) i can still survive on the other job.&lt;br /&gt;money issues suck.&lt;br /&gt;)):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5758654-3530715860630070559?l=storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com/feeds/3530715860630070559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5758654&amp;postID=3530715860630070559&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758654/posts/default/3530715860630070559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758654/posts/default/3530715860630070559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-love-being-alone.html' title=''/><author><name>annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17258080479874175155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5758654.post-1880173697844659046</id><published>2007-03-14T23:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-15T00:46:50.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i just ranted a truckloads but i deleted them away. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;publishing it will make me seem like an ignorant, self-obsessed, spoilt, immatured and unconsiderate brat.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it's seriously killing me )):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;stop thinking that it's an obligation that i am so passive, mellow and whatmore. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i am dng it for the sake of all of you. to make you guys happy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and i am depriving myself from all the fun, life and youth i am supposed to get before i lose them to the harmful clutches of time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;part of me wanna be the annie a long time ago.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;strong-headed, irritating, fast to anger, rebellious and everything&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;when i still get my way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;)):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i just want to make use of my long break before uni starts&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;can't i? is that too much to ask for? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a few pics from camp thanks to ya oxing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041821416202429554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lRuL5CRvRks/Rfgl3YWz5HI/AAAAAAAAAEw/ILmxW2cmG_o/s320/6811051576.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041821828519289986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lRuL5CRvRks/RfgmPYWz5II/AAAAAAAAAE4/o3w6hrGm13I/s320/6811051689.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041822103397196946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lRuL5CRvRks/RfgmfYWz5JI/AAAAAAAAAFA/TH8EyvNgruY/s320/caamp1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;that's all. it's hard to juggle ms nice and ms evil.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5758654-1880173697844659046?l=storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com/feeds/1880173697844659046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5758654&amp;postID=1880173697844659046&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758654/posts/default/1880173697844659046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758654/posts/default/1880173697844659046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-just-ranted-truckloads-but-i-deleted.html' title=''/><author><name>annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17258080479874175155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lRuL5CRvRks/Rfgl3YWz5HI/AAAAAAAAAEw/ILmxW2cmG_o/s72-c/6811051576.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5758654.post-3192875325841998016</id><published>2007-03-12T22:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-12T22:48:56.745+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the weather is so hot )):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and am i supposed to start applying for uni now?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5758654-3192875325841998016?l=storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com/feeds/3192875325841998016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5758654&amp;postID=3192875325841998016&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758654/posts/default/3192875325841998016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758654/posts/default/3192875325841998016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com/2007/03/weather-is-so-hot-and-am-i-supposed-to.html' title=''/><author><name>annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17258080479874175155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5758654.post-1135111689459635782</id><published>2007-03-11T08:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-11T09:35:36.534+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>happy morning to all wordlings! ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no kids. no shoutings. no rahrah-ing. but a quiet, peaceful morning.&lt;br /&gt;kinda overly serene actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first camp is worth being nostalgic abt right?&lt;br /&gt;not exactly nostalgia. but yah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, i finally understand why jas kept losing her voice.&lt;br /&gt;cos we shout so much, so long, so loud as if the whole entire states can hear us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kids were cute. seemingly cute. actually they were cute only for the first few hours after camp starts and the last few hours before camp ends. the rest, enough said.&lt;br /&gt;haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT I STILL LOVE KIDS! :D&lt;br /&gt;hmph.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the sun is like the heat radiated in a burning furnace. it was like microwave real life.&lt;br /&gt;totally red.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i thought working at sento sa flowers make me know sentosa at the tip of my fingers,&lt;br /&gt;boy, i was wrong.&lt;br /&gt;I DON'T KNOW WHERE WAS THE LOS T CIV ILISATION! )):&lt;br /&gt;anw, that place looked totally deserted and abandoned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;learnt loads of cheers. and i feel dumb preparing cheers that are extracted from kids' songs.&lt;br /&gt;cos guess what the kids said,&lt;br /&gt;"we don't like songs, cos' they are so LAME! they are for kindergarten kids!"&lt;br /&gt;hmm. point taken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and some of the kids were real quite, some can't stop talking, some can't stop moving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i have a kid whom i thought has mild A S D&lt;br /&gt;kinda freaked me out when he suddenly stopped talking, started looking on the floor and when u lift him up, his body is flimsy and if you just let go, he would take the shape of where his hands have landed. you know, just like a puppet.&lt;br /&gt;the teacher had to carry him up and bring him to the sickbay.&lt;br /&gt;but he came back to join the grp in less than 10mins and smiley as before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i kinda sympathise with him. the kids refused to partner him. and i find it painful.&lt;br /&gt;so very painful. hurling rude remarks, making evil gestures.&lt;br /&gt;but wait, he ain't that goody boy too. he wants his own way too. and it does make me angry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reminds me of the time at P C F.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one more week in m c y s. i think i will miss that place.&lt;br /&gt;and the people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am ending here. but i wanna give credits!&lt;br /&gt;if they do happen to chance upon my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to ja s,&lt;br /&gt;thanks for sharing this job with me!! :D&lt;br /&gt;guess you are enjoying your camp now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to my mirror grp instructor, super sexy xi ang xia ng,&lt;br /&gt;hmm who on earth calls himself super sexy. haha. and i would rather call you that sexy thing instead. but thanks truckloads. you're like a lifesaver. cos first camp matters loads to me. to motivate me to continue. thankfully, things went fine and the kids were happy.&lt;br /&gt;that's enough. just as long as they are happy.&lt;br /&gt;THANKS AGAIN TO MOON AND BACKKK! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my 'sister' (according to ve ron)&lt;br /&gt;thanks for being so nice, making me feel like i have known you for a long time.&lt;br /&gt;it's kinda hard for me cos' everyone knows almost everyone and i know nuts.&lt;br /&gt;by the end of the day, it's kinda tiring to go socialise again.&lt;br /&gt;thanks for coming up to me and making my day! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;more good days ahead! :D&lt;br /&gt;and thank God for everything.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5758654-1135111689459635782?l=storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com/feeds/1135111689459635782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5758654&amp;postID=1135111689459635782&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758654/posts/default/1135111689459635782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758654/posts/default/1135111689459635782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com/2007/03/happy-morning-to-all-wordlings-no-kids.html' title=''/><author><name>annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17258080479874175155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5758654.post-3949790848325317522</id><published>2007-03-10T22:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-10T22:46:04.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i am back :D&lt;br /&gt;this 45 hours of fun, sun, 8 years and going 9 kids, endless naggings, cheers, occassional (maybe not) scoldings and stares, loads of 'everybody dance now'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am so tired. went to slp at 3 am and was woken up at the girls who were sleeping in the hall at around 5 plus. and they actually slept at 12am!&lt;br /&gt;when i laid down in my sleeping bag, i can still hear their screamings, noises, complaints and everything ringing in my ear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;off to bed. before my bro kills me.&lt;br /&gt;more SOON! cos' i got LOADSS TO share!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one kid wrote in the evaluation form&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;"i love my instructors because they are very sweet. xiang xiang is sweet because he gave me sweets and annie is sweet because she is sweet!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how sweet! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5758654-3949790848325317522?l=storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com/feeds/3949790848325317522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5758654&amp;postID=3949790848325317522&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758654/posts/default/3949790848325317522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758654/posts/default/3949790848325317522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-am-back-d-this-45-hours-of-fun-sun-8_10.html' title=''/><author><name>annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17258080479874175155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5758654.post-386948444439448716</id><published>2007-03-08T20:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-08T21:34:01.764+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i am going for my first camp tomorrow :D&lt;br /&gt;that means i am officially ja slyn's colleague!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i am not doing camp with ja s tomorrow&lt;br /&gt;gonna meet new people, make new friends, so life at camp won't be too unbearable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;would be taking a camp of primary 3s from d e la sel le pri!&lt;br /&gt;primary 3s should be quite cute right? PLEASE TELL ME THEY DO!&lt;br /&gt;thank God it's near my house so i won't need to wake up THAT early even though it's still really early.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was a really good day :D&lt;br /&gt;i quit snappin at ky! HAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;and told her a truckloads about my nj days, esp those with s24 and a01 ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went down to tampiness north P C F to visit this little boy with autism&lt;br /&gt;it seems really hard to put a special need kid into a mainstream class, especially when the class strength is 1 teacher to 25 kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(FYI: P C F are the P A P kindergartens)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am really into this field. kids with special needs. it really interests me alot. alot. alot.&lt;br /&gt;i am happy, so as long as i am with kids. but i am definitely not cut out to be a teacher who teaches academic stuff. i will lose my temper and pray so hard that i could open their brains and insert the information in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. learnt a lot over this field work. even though we are there for audit purposes.&lt;br /&gt;saw this kid who was damn cute&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i played with this bunch of kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;boys:&lt;/strong&gt; you how old? -giggles-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me:&lt;/strong&gt; I AM SIX YEARS OLD! SAME AS ALL OF YOU!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;boys:&lt;/strong&gt; -giggles damn loudly- you bluff people. i also six years old. but you so tall!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me:&lt;/strong&gt; [squatted down] now i am same height already!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;boys:&lt;/strong&gt; you squatting of course shorter lahhhh! you are big 6yrs old. we are small 6 years old!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha! how cute is this! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then they were doing blow art. blowing the paint to make an art peice.&lt;br /&gt;this little boy put red paint on his fingers and threatened to put it on my face too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;me:&lt;/strong&gt; orh hor! i tell my daddy you bully me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#003300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;him:&lt;/strong&gt; you very baby leh! paint on the face cannot wash away arh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so mean right!! haha! but also so adorable!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope my camp will turn out greattt! :D&lt;br /&gt;activity's at sentosa! i can see guano! ((:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5758654-386948444439448716?l=storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com/feeds/386948444439448716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5758654&amp;postID=386948444439448716&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758654/posts/default/386948444439448716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758654/posts/default/386948444439448716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-am-going-for-my-first-camp-tomorrow-d.html' title=''/><author><name>annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17258080479874175155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5758654.post-459987546594339983</id><published>2007-03-06T21:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-06T22:49:06.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>can everyone just stop telling what i should do?&lt;br /&gt;it's not as if i am leading a damn bloody screwed up life.&lt;br /&gt;so staying out late, hanging out after work is wrong?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am being so snappy. guess i am pms-ing big time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and ky, i know i ain't a very nice person to work with cos' i am constantly being snappy. but since u are the only one i spent my entire day with. i could only snap at u. sorry.&lt;br /&gt;twisties should be fine as an apology. i hope.&lt;br /&gt;my per capita is lower than you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sore. really sore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life ain't a bed of roses, isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that was cheesy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need endurance, patience, more love and peace, dear Lord.&lt;br /&gt;guano, you are supposed to pray for me right? ask for all these for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is it bad to be not a goody goody kind of girl?&lt;br /&gt;is it bad to sin?&lt;br /&gt;is it bad to possess evil thoughts?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel so short of glory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;doing so much more and getting so little.&lt;br /&gt;this world's kinda cranky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;earthquake in indo nesia today. after shocks in singapore.&lt;br /&gt;what can be compared to that one in aceh. haha! loads of fun!&lt;br /&gt;in donesians are a strong lot. natural disasters one after another.&lt;br /&gt;hopefully ira's fine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i learnt a lot today. thanks to Pat ricia for P C F&lt;br /&gt;it's interesting to learn about all these. seriously do.&lt;br /&gt;i am gng to read up more. a lot more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;home visit was definitely an eye-opener. it would be good if we could do more.&lt;br /&gt;but good enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's good to have the go vern ment as a backing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1 week 3 days to end of internship.&lt;br /&gt;my youtube and dailymotion are working :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5758654-459987546594339983?l=storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com/feeds/459987546594339983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5758654&amp;postID=459987546594339983&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758654/posts/default/459987546594339983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758654/posts/default/459987546594339983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com/2007/03/can-everyone-just-stop-telling-what-i.html' title=''/><author><name>annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17258080479874175155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5758654.post-2077080166509696421</id><published>2007-03-04T23:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-05T00:31:29.067+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>did i tell you that carrie's dog, happy is damn cute?&lt;br /&gt;happy's a jack russell, 4 months old and very very adorable ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;brought happy to west coast's dog run again!!&lt;br /&gt;managed to stay till late cos i got no more tuition!! YAYEE! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was like a haven for jack russells.&lt;br /&gt;happy met other jackies like molly, a 3 mth old pup, russ who loves happy, hemma, a really reallly pretty jackie. anw, hemma means hope in korean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so cute.&lt;br /&gt;i wanna get a dog so i can squishy squashyyy.&lt;br /&gt;there was this lion-bear lookalike dog. not sure of it's breed actually.&lt;br /&gt;but the dog has so much furrrr!!!! SOOOOOOO NICE TO TOUCH!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i walked happy! so tiring.&lt;br /&gt;need to stop him from getting his paws dirty, need to run with him and everythingg!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;family dinner was like any other. it's just getting smaller over the years.&lt;br /&gt;i met my cousins, aunties, uncles, NEPHEWS AND NIECES!&lt;br /&gt;my nephew is actually older than me. he's 1987!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, the world is evolving.&lt;br /&gt;getting pregnant at 9 yr old?? a majority of sec 1s and 2 actually approve premarital sex?&lt;br /&gt;and out of the majority of them, abt 30% had sex before!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SEC 1s and SEC 2s ONLYYY!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what on earth was i doing when i was sec 1 and sec 2?&lt;br /&gt;pissing my chinese teacher off with zhi xin, enjoying band, gawking over seniors and getting booked for having dirty shoes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahah. but definitely not thinking abt having sex.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. me and my condom story!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tired.&lt;br /&gt;nights worldlings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have I not commanded you?&lt;br /&gt;Be strong and courageous.&lt;br /&gt;Do not be terrified; do not be discouraged,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;for the LORD your God will be with you wherever you go.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joshua 1:9&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5758654-2077080166509696421?l=storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com/feeds/2077080166509696421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5758654&amp;postID=2077080166509696421&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758654/posts/default/2077080166509696421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758654/posts/default/2077080166509696421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com/2007/03/did-i-tell-you-that-carries-dog-happy.html' title=''/><author><name>annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17258080479874175155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5758654.post-1373022066757452499</id><published>2007-03-03T02:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-03T02:37:22.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;with God's grace ((:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went for interview at ja slyn's company!&lt;br /&gt;the jere my looks so passionate in his job!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;being a camp instructor seems to be a different kind of education.&lt;br /&gt;it's an education that is not results (academic) -driven.&lt;br /&gt;it's on letting the campers, the instructors to be on a journey on self-exploration, team-building and more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's so much like me when i went on my aceh trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope i will make an impact on someone's life. in any way.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5758654-1373022066757452499?l=storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com/feeds/1373022066757452499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5758654&amp;postID=1373022066757452499&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758654/posts/default/1373022066757452499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758654/posts/default/1373022066757452499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com/2007/03/with-gods-grace-i-went-for-interview-at.html' title=''/><author><name>annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17258080479874175155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5758654.post-5871733391218725457</id><published>2007-03-02T08:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-02T09:17:11.959+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it's &lt;strong&gt;finally&lt;/strong&gt; the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jumbled up emotions. but strangely, i have been feeling this unfounded calmness within me.&lt;br /&gt;maybe i know that whatever you expect would most probably be not what you get.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;work is ending soon. but work is beginning to look so much more interesting.&lt;br /&gt;next week, i am gng down to visit some kindergartens to see how they function under our fundings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 more weeks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and jas' boss haven call me yet!!&lt;br /&gt;the ccf guy haven reply me too )):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's a trip to india, anyone?&lt;br /&gt;i am considering, hopefully mummy let me go.  -crosses fingers-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;missing mungkin nanti. missing those days that i were free.&lt;br /&gt;today's one of the days. but i am receiving my results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the only comforting part of the day is to see my a01, mlwives, section mates and other the people i've known in nj (like the canteen aunties and uncle!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we shall see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;let go, let God.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5758654-5871733391218725457?l=storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com/feeds/5871733391218725457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5758654&amp;postID=5871733391218725457&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758654/posts/default/5871733391218725457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758654/posts/default/5871733391218725457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com/2007/03/its-finally-day.html' title=''/><author><name>annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17258080479874175155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5758654.post-4093208601725086820</id><published>2007-02-25T22:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-25T23:49:43.767+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;i am officially not part of the sentosa corporate staff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;it was such a fun experience. looking at all the crowds, all the pretty pictures of flowers, kids and everything, making new friends and yah, just simply talking to anyone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cracking small talks with the avid photographers i see ALL THE DAY AT WORK at the photobooths.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so much fun having small talks with strangers and LITTLE KIDS!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;with the sentosa nametag, i can talk and play to little kids without the mums giving me the please-get-away-from-my-kids look and all other looks they can possibly give.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i love my colleagues. esp, those at the photo booth!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;mad, shuyin and KE XIN! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;also, kavitha, my first partner for the sentosa flowers&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;athiya who gawked at guys with me before i got transferred to imbiah photobooth!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;kexin, mad and me wanna give birth.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;all the kids there were TOO CUTE! i feel like kidnapping all of them and put them in my thumb drive!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;AND!!! guan, qiling, chewy and jj came to visit me!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;how sweet are theyyyyyyy!!! LOVE THEM TO BITS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035490609737239922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lRuL5CRvRks/ReGoB8c0DXI/AAAAAAAAADw/e8VgNrOCsBo/s320/all+of+us.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035492989149121970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lRuL5CRvRks/ReGqMcc0DbI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/gxjRZ98fNj8/s320/of%3D50,590,442.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i finally took picture with this moving house in front of my photobooth! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;IT REALLY MOVES!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035491623349521810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lRuL5CRvRks/ReGo88c0DZI/AAAAAAAAAEA/aISILvEdof4/s320/colleagues.jpg" border="0" /&gt;colleagues!! once a sentosa staff, always a sentosa staff! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;guano: enjoy your last few days of workk!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5035492091500957090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_lRuL5CRvRks/ReGpYMc0DaI/AAAAAAAAAEI/JbSLd-siJIY/s320/me+and+ql.jpg" border="0" /&gt; saw qiling, her mum and her aunties! so cute!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;miss ao1 truckloads!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;but friday is coming so soon. i will get to see all the alphas again! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and my chaifan aunty and uncle! and MISS N G SC!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and mr a le ong and mrs na ir&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;church today was good.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;the message was impactful. restoration and renewal of faith.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;esp the part of the eagle taking periods of renewal to rejuvenate.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;went dog-run with lyd and carrie and HAPPY!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Happy is carrie's very happy jack russell! :D&lt;br /&gt;he is only a 3 mth old pup and he was so very cute.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;dog-run is like a grass patch where all the dogs can run on their own, making friends with other dogs and everything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;all the dogs are PRETTAEEEE! ((:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;unfortunately, i've to leave early cos' i need to rush down for tuition&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and i was so unfornately caught in the rain and so unfortunately at a place where no cabs drive by.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;irks. tuition is taking it's toil on me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;anw, i am giving my tuition up. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;see me as irresponsible or whatsoever, but i can't handle this stress anymore.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;every lesson is like a battle against everything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i get into the battle with fear and NO confidence. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;afraid that i won't be able to give the best to him.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i can't teach for nuts. in fact, i don't see myself as being competent enough to teach.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;my sis said: if you cant even handle a mainstream kid, how are you going to help all those kids with special needs?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;it's true. but i see it in a different light.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;for mainstream kids, the main purpose of education is to excel, to do well for exams. but it aint the case for kids with special needs. the purpose of education for kids with special needs is to equip them with skills that can make them self-reliance. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;life-skills and academics are different.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;teachers can equip students with life skills but in terms of academics, i don't see teachers as magicians that can turn a student who always fail to someone who gets As without the student putting in loads of effort.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;as for my student, i don't see a point in giving him all the answers for ALL the questions.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;but if i don't do that, i will spend 2 hrs on one question.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i wish i could do more, but i could only pray that he will try his best to do well for his ca1 tmrw&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;3 more weeks at m c y s.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;wish that more interesting things will come along.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;but i am used to the monotonous work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"pain is inevitable but misery is optional." &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5758654-4093208601725086820?l=storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com/feeds/4093208601725086820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5758654&amp;postID=4093208601725086820&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758654/posts/default/4093208601725086820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758654/posts/default/4093208601725086820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-am-officially-not-part-of-sentosa.html' title=''/><author><name>annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17258080479874175155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lRuL5CRvRks/ReGoB8c0DXI/AAAAAAAAADw/e8VgNrOCsBo/s72-c/all+of+us.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5758654.post-6147863628220625498</id><published>2007-02-23T16:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-23T17:37:11.027+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>alright. i might be a little late/lazy but now i decide to get my butt down to some fun!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;check out this website: &lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://gimmeyourstuff.blogspot.com" title="Gimme Your Stuff"&gt;&lt;img src="http://images.blockstar.com/uploads/rikkiburns/buttonsm.gif" alt="Gimme Your Stuff" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they allow you to swap stuff with people from other countries!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things to swap!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;stickers.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;buttons, ribbons, beans, etc.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;handmade/ bought ear studs. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;books.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;FOOD! CANDIES!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;magazines&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;clothings&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;random stuff&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;hand drawn sneakers/ guitar bags/ laptop bags&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;ANYTHING YOU ASK FOR! :D (i will try!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;things i am interested in:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;tshirts/ dresses&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;watches!! (calculator watch?)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;bags&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;fabrics, buttons, laces, &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;postcards/ photographs&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;spunky designs&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;cultural stuff (batik from indon!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;books.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;magazines&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;FOOD!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;personal letter to me! :D&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;this is going to be so super cool! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;anw, i must thanks sharon for this. and junying, cos' i get to know this website through junying's blog which is link to sharon's blog!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;email me at &lt;a href="mailto:mightyannie_@hotmail.com"&gt;mightyannie_@hotmail.com&lt;/a&gt; or drop me a tag!! :D &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;here are some of my diys! check this out! click &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.co.uk/mightyannie/Diys"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;here&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5758654-6147863628220625498?l=storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com/feeds/6147863628220625498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5758654&amp;postID=6147863628220625498&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758654/posts/default/6147863628220625498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758654/posts/default/6147863628220625498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com/2007/02/alright.html' title=''/><author><name>annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17258080479874175155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5758654.post-7617288875120673082</id><published>2007-02-22T15:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-22T17:56:34.819+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;happy chinese new year to all! :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this year's cny has been not very different from the past cnys other the fact that i've been working most of my days of cny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;working at sentosa was BUSYYYYYYYY!! the crowds were like never ending, even when it was raining. NON STOP!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;however, it was fun! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;meeting so many pple. even though i met mostly ban glahs and chi namen on my first day of work. bet they have no where else to go too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i was made to wear a pair of butterfly wings on my first day of work!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;kids: MUMMY!! the jiejie got wingss!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uncles: WHA! u've got wings! can you fly us up to the flower exhibition?&lt;br /&gt;mums: see, the jiejie got wings!&lt;br /&gt;dads: do you sell the wings?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these are the most common questions i've gotten for the day&lt;br /&gt;and my replies were,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: haha. yes, i've got wings. but no, i can't fly and so i can't send you up. sorry this wings are not for sale. and i can lend your kids the wings and help you take a family potrait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i spent the day giving out brochures, giving directions, traffic control, taking pictures and running in and out of the rain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I SAW GUANYOU THE CARROT! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had debrief from 8 till 9 and rushed down for debbie's bday celeb!&lt;br /&gt;we dared her to wear a 'free kisses' sign on the road AND SHE DID IT!&lt;br /&gt;but no one kissed her. soo sadd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;supper with affairde! I LOVE HER :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd day at sentosa flowers were hectic like no tomorrow. was stationed at the photobooth for the digital photo competition. and when i thought it was slack, the crowd started streaming in, asking questions, printing photos, reviving jammed photo printers and antique laptops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and mad ended work late! we were the last few to leave lah!!&lt;br /&gt;anw, i think i love the tourist industry!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;social work with tourist industry??&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, my boss at sentosa is my age!! it's her holiday job to be a programme planner!! how cool is that? she got her job thru her sis!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but now i am back to work again!&lt;br /&gt;loaded with stuff back at m c y s too )):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's ok, 16 more days to go and i am off!!&lt;br /&gt;hope that jaslyn's boss call me soon so i can go and work with her!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TIME TO KNOCK OFFFF!!! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5758654-7617288875120673082?l=storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com/feeds/7617288875120673082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5758654&amp;postID=7617288875120673082&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758654/posts/default/7617288875120673082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758654/posts/default/7617288875120673082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com/2007/02/happy-chinese-new-year-to-all-d-this.html' title=''/><author><name>annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17258080479874175155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5758654.post-6026135972520378979</id><published>2007-02-15T23:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-16T00:41:24.551+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;happy belated vday to all! ((:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had vday dinner with the rojaks (NOT AGAIN!!), vday lunch with uncles and aunties!&lt;br /&gt;i lao hei-ed with the entrepreneur of 7 7 th street! and i secretly wished for 4 As for alevels.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ka h yo ke loves me truckloads cos' i make her laugh so much&lt;br /&gt;de b bie loves me truckloads too cos' i am so cute! :D&lt;br /&gt;they both love me though i am so mean to them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vday dinner was hilarious and bitter and maybe a whole bottle filled with vinegar.&lt;br /&gt;girls after girls holding bouquet of flowers.&lt;br /&gt;thanks affair de for giving me one stalk of garberra which make me not look so bad&lt;br /&gt;AND THANKS EUNICE AND SHUYI FOR THAT RANDOM WEED LOOKING FLOWER! ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(oh, i saw ky at the holland v coffeebean. TELL ME HOW SUAY CAN I BE! stuck to her 24/7 man! and that whoever was there too!) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;vday this year felt esp bad cos' we aint celebrating it in school.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i miss running from classes to classes giving small little gifts that i've made for others.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;reaching school and seeing chocs, sweets and small little notes on my tables.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;walking around crescent with balloons in hand and seeing others with balloons.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;gawking at all the male teachers who bought stuff for their form class.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;everything.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;love was in the air. then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;but thank God i celebrated it with a bunch of lovely girls.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and eunice, no matter how much i spite u, you are still the best! ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;went out with cheryl and siew on tues to chinatown!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I MISS THEM TRUCKLOADSS!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;cheryl is so teacher lah! you can see red pens sticking out of her red bag!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;siew is still so siew peng!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;we had loads of fun eating jelly from stalls after stalls. and mua-chees!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and we finally get to go to chinatown!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i always tell them how much i love chinatown and stuff and haji lane and little india!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i love these places! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;life has been so smooth-sailing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and guess what, even though it's only one month after 2007, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i feel that ms 2007 has been &lt;strong&gt;VERY VERY&lt;/strong&gt; kind to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;bye mr. 2006. bye mdm. 2005. you looked so dark to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and thanks cheryl for the new year card.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and yes, may tuesdays be brighter days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;tomorrow is de bb ie's last day in m cy s )):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;it seems like forever even though i've only known her for around 2 weeks.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;it's amazing how people can click so quickly and how people can never get along with one another after many many years.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;sometimes, i feel that proclaiming your love too many times slowly decrease the value of each 'i love you'. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;how we joke arnd saying that, 'i know you love me more than i do' sounds so childish and meaningless.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;it's the occassional 'i love you' and 'i miss you' that make these 3 words sound so precious. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and this applies to both couples and towards friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;chinese new year is really round the corner.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;can't wait for it actually though this year ain't that hyped up since we are not hosting the reunion dinner.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;but it's the time when money starts rolling in, especially looking at my financial health now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;more good days at work to come, i could forsee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;work is dry but the people are really nice and this make work muchMUCH&lt;em&gt;much&lt;/em&gt; more bearable.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;my colleagues crack me up a truckloads.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and thanks ky for laughing at my jokes. deb for just being deb!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and also to myself for being so funny ((:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i love my colleagues. i love CSSD!&lt;br /&gt;even though it doesn't sound as exciting as YD when they get to interview the dance floor participants, project superstar participants, olevel students and blah.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;it's a different job scope, isn't it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i get to read weird appeal letters, referrals from MPs, meeting different people who try to change the world. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;there's this social entrepreneur actually looks into providing clean toilets and proper toilets for people, especially in 3rd world countries.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;check this out: &lt;a href="http://www.toilet.org.sg"&gt;www.toilet.org.sg&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;but i prefer this social enterprise: &lt;a href="http://www.bridgelearning.com.sg"&gt;www.bridgelearning.com.sg&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;alright!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;goodnight world :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;the budget's out today! we are running a deficit?!!?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and i am pro-garment now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;my team leaders' for my aceh trip have just became parents! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lRuL5CRvRks/RdSGrAMeFuI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8ujWipDMj54/s1600-h/cy+baby.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031794757024487138" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lRuL5CRvRks/RdSGrAMeFuI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8ujWipDMj54/s320/cy+baby.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lRuL5CRvRks/RdSKngMeFvI/AAAAAAAAAAU/jGPy97XL-44/s1600-h/cy+baby2.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031799094941456114" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_lRuL5CRvRks/RdSKngMeFvI/AAAAAAAAAAU/jGPy97XL-44/s320/cy+baby2.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;cy+sy's junior!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i slept with him when i was in aceh when he was in his mum's tummy!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i miss touch cy's tummy during those days!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so cute. his hair looks like his dad's hair!! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;he must be so proud of his parents. they are forever doing overseas cips.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i think song went to cambodia, india, thailand, indonesia, malaysia, china and more to do relief work. think he went to aceh like 3 to 4 times already.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and ch ia ying was 5mths pregnant when we were at aceh!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;this baby experienced an earthquake before he was even born!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;if i were him, i will be so inspired by my parents.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i see a young song in the making. the next peace worker, just like the dad!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Whereas ye know not what shall be on the morrow. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;For what is your life? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;It is even a vapour, that appeareth for a little time, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and then vanisheth away."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;James 3:14&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/5758654-6026135972520378979?l=storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com/feeds/6026135972520378979/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5758654&amp;postID=6026135972520378979&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758654/posts/default/6026135972520378979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758654/posts/default/6026135972520378979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com/2007/02/happy-belated-vday-to-all-had-vday.html' title=''/><author><name>annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17258080479874175155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_lRuL5CRvRks/RdSGrAMeFuI/AAAAAAAAAAM/8ujWipDMj54/s72-c/cy+baby.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5758654.post-7842718147562836125</id><published>2007-02-12T21:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-12T21:34:50.051+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I WAS A DOOR TO DOOR DESSERT STALL AUNTY!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;went down to bt merah to help the fund raising program for mad and shu's mongolia trip.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;it was madness. walking down 24levels, going door to door to explain what we are doing and selling. got a few orders here and there. got people slamming their doors at us. got weird people with weird houses.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;but i had a lot of fun even though my legs were breaking, my voice was coarsed, my mouth was dry and suddenly, even plain water taste like coke. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;poor maddy. i think her cough and sorethroat were killing her. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;went alex's church, which is xin lin's church, which is jonapi's friend's church and also tricia's church.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;HAHA. it was like FRL. friendster real life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;piggy zheng slept till there's no tomorrow.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i admire her man!!!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;cny is actually this coming sunday!?!??!?!?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5758654-7842718147562836125?l=storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com/feeds/7842718147562836125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5758654&amp;postID=7842718147562836125&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758654/posts/default/7842718147562836125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758654/posts/default/7842718147562836125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-was-door-to-door-dessert-stall-aunty.html' title=''/><author><name>annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17258080479874175155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5758654.post-122494122244807572</id><published>2007-02-10T22:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-10T23:10:29.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i just watched the last episode of the FH kids and i miss them truckloads.&lt;br /&gt;it was sad and so very touching but thank God that they have found the orphanage.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the sad thing is that throughout the trip, i never know much about the kids' family background.&lt;br /&gt;it's hard to talk to them about family, parents and siblings, isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;through the show, i know that the very matured boy, agus' mother and family are staying at the IDPs and what he really wished for was a complete family despite his many friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he was really nice to me during the trip. he was the few boys who played with me during the beach day.&lt;br /&gt;(that beach day i spent most of my time with the same group of kids)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in s inga po re, you would expect the 13-15 year olds to be highly immatured and cheeky, possess little responsibilities and are mostly just out to have fun.&lt;br /&gt;this may sound over-generalising, but i remembered when i was just 13-15, all i wanted was fun, fun and more fun. who will give a damn to other people except your own circle of friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yet, it was so different there.&lt;br /&gt;the older kids, 13-15 year olds, assume the role of being big brothers, looking after the younger kids. they are responsible of the younger ones when the teachers are too busy.&lt;br /&gt;whenever I had a hard time trying to maintain order, they were the ones who always stood out to help me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i admire their strong character, their long vision and so much more.&lt;br /&gt;i feel embarrassed for myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am happy for mad. i see her finding joy in doing voluntary work.&lt;br /&gt;it's not enough to do it once, do it twice. it should be part of your life.&lt;br /&gt;and i see it in her life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i always question about my intentions&lt;br /&gt;and now, i can proudly say, it's definitely not for fame, not for recognition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright. i could go on and on on this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, we went se nto sa today for training. lotsa ________ people.&lt;br /&gt;i don't know which word is appropriate to describe them.&lt;br /&gt;our training ended early so we went to the beach.&lt;br /&gt;me and mad sun-tanned and reg and eunice went to the foodcourt to have aircon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM ALL HOT AND REDD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the way back, i met a mad person on the bus (NOT AGAINNN!)&lt;br /&gt;i think this is the 10001 times that i've met a mad person.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, he wasn't a man. he was like a guy, like 15-16 year old? maybe 17?&lt;br /&gt;he sat behind me and he was almost putting his face into my hair.&lt;br /&gt;and he was like breathing onto my neckkkk??????&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got a little scared so i moved my head a little. yet, it was still very very scary.&lt;br /&gt;so i moved to the next seat which is just beside lah!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then this malay boy sitting behind the both of us (me and the mad boy) started waving his hand to alert me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;malay boy: i think u better sit on the other aisle's seat. he's a little mad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: oh. hmm. alright. i realised.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i moved to the other aisle's seat. then the malay boy (got 2) keep asking the mad boy to keep quiet and keep still.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suddenly, the boy stood up and jumped to the seat where i was sitting. it's directly opp me across the aisle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he started smiling at me and gesturing funny actions at the malay boys.&lt;br /&gt;and the guy who was sitting in front of me previously was startled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, we reached the gi an t bus stop and loads of pple boarded the bus. so this aunty sat beside him (the mad boy). he started making weird noises and banged his head on the window pane. the aunty was so afraid that she started crying after 2 stations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he kept on gesturing to others that the malay boys are mad. anw, the malay boys were really nice. in order to prevent others from sitting beside him and get a scare. this malay boy went to sit beside him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at that's all. cos' i alighted the bus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;super scary k. he was like less than 5cm away from my HAIR!! AND NECKK!&lt;br /&gt;you can actually hear him breathe and FEEL HIS BREATH!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was quite traumatised. badly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what are we supposed to do if we see a mad person?&lt;br /&gt;who are we supposed to call? is there even a hotline to call?&lt;br /&gt;why is he left alone?&lt;br /&gt;why is no one looking after him?&lt;br /&gt;and why am i like every other, ignoring him and giving him the coloured looks?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but, i remembered jiejie sayin that in this kind of situation, i shld do all my best to protect myself.&lt;br /&gt;i still remembered that time i quarrelled with a mad man. and it was bad enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somehow, i wished i could do more. at least notify someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, all is done. i hope he's fine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a better day to tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;a better day to a better human race.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5758654-122494122244807572?l=storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com/feeds/122494122244807572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5758654&amp;postID=122494122244807572&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758654/posts/default/122494122244807572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758654/posts/default/122494122244807572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-just-watched-last-episode-of-fh-kids.html' title=''/><author><name>annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17258080479874175155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5758654.post-7178214873063056231</id><published>2007-02-08T16:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-02T11:06:39.391+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my back and my arms are aching )):&lt;br /&gt;the office chair sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;debbie gave me famous &lt;em&gt;amos&lt;/em&gt; biscuits.&lt;br /&gt;internal joke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i am proud of Si nga pore. i really do.&lt;br /&gt;why are s inga poreans always complaining abt the g o vt?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but you see, going to work is taking its toil on me.&lt;br /&gt;and it's not because i am too stressed or anything, it's because i got nothing to do.&lt;br /&gt;i wish for more; more work, more exposure, more understanding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know. and i can't blog. cause my mind ain't working&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5758654-7178214873063056231?l=storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com/feeds/7178214873063056231/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5758654&amp;postID=7178214873063056231&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758654/posts/default/7178214873063056231'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758654/posts/default/7178214873063056231'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com/2007/02/my-back-and-my-arms-are-aching-office.html' title=''/><author><name>annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17258080479874175155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5758654.post-3181587350255212939</id><published>2007-02-02T10:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-02T11:06:41.455+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it's so boring at work cos we got practically nothing to do.&lt;br /&gt;)):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, i am happy now cos more pple are talking to me online to kill my boredom!&lt;br /&gt;I AM SO PHYSICALLY ABUSED BY MY FELLOW INTERN IN MY DIVISION!&lt;br /&gt;cos she always hit me!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAH! like now, she's slapping me on my back!!!!&lt;br /&gt;damn. she's gng to stalk on me everyday cos she just found my blog!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha! but k ha yo ke, i still love you.&lt;br /&gt;at least until march 16!!!&lt;br /&gt;WHAHAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, today on the bus i did smth i so wanna kill myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there was this guy who put his bag on a seat so when i went over, he still haven move away his bag, so i sat opp of him (you know those back facing the driver seats).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another lady came and prompted him that she wanted to sit but he still didnt remove his bag, and so the lady sat beside me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at that instance, i was like thinking why is he so evil, and you know the S T O M P website has a lot of pictures of these kinda pple. i was like these people need to be educated man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;being a loser, i just secretly complained.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another lady board the bus and that was the only empty seat left. so she sorta prompted the guy again but he was still nonchalent. so the lady tapped him on his shoulders and he finally removed his bag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when the lady sat down. SHE ACTUALLY STARED AT HIM AND ROLLED HER EYES AT HIM! (a bit too much la!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so the bus went on.&lt;br /&gt;oh a sidenote, i finally saw h ui shi at the bus stop!! ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then suddenly, almost reaching my busstop (macritchie there). that guy took out his white cane (fyi: white cane is the one that the blind men use.) and went up to bus driver to tell him when to alight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at that instant, i wanna kill myself.&lt;br /&gt;seriously.&lt;br /&gt;i nv feel so evil in my whole entire life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, i redeemed myself ((:&lt;br /&gt;cos i helped him over the overhead bridge and he is damn niceeeeeeee!&lt;br /&gt;he talked to me ever so nicely :D&lt;br /&gt;oh, and he said i sounded like a young teenage girl (which i am)&lt;br /&gt;so he shook my hand and went to the hospital!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, my area is filled with blind pple cs there's this association for the visually handicapped just opp fa r e ast fl ora (where my mum is working)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and ystd, me and debbie helped two blind men on the bus.&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE MY NEW FOUND BEST FRIEND :D&lt;br /&gt;(debbie see!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. okieee! healthy lifestyle in 1hr and 10mins!! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5758654-3181587350255212939?l=storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com/feeds/3181587350255212939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5758654&amp;postID=3181587350255212939&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758654/posts/default/3181587350255212939'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758654/posts/default/3181587350255212939'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com/2007/02/its-so-boring-at-work-cos-we-got.html' title=''/><author><name>annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17258080479874175155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5758654.post-3715416245797758722</id><published>2007-01-31T23:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-31T23:41:36.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i love today! it's like one hilarious shit!!&lt;br /&gt;we had an intern gathering!!! debbie from SPRD! (she LOVESSS sprd!) atiqah, christine and the indian guy from YD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, SPRD is strategic policy and research department&lt;br /&gt;YD is youth division!&lt;br /&gt;now my division is called comcare and social support, formely known as social support 1 (SSD1)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, we met and had lunch at the prata house and it was super super funny.&lt;br /&gt;in fact, i think i was making the most noise -_-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;debbie visited our divison and we visited hers!&lt;br /&gt;i love my divison now! :D&lt;br /&gt;yet to visit YD. shall do it soooooon! visit atiqah and christine! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the world is damn small!!&lt;br /&gt;debbie is act. grace and joannie's friend!! JO's BEST FRIEND IN EXACT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have a new email addy &lt;a href="mailto:cheongannie@yahoo.com.sg"&gt;cheongannie@yahoo.com.sg&lt;/a&gt;!!&lt;br /&gt;i set it up a long time ago to join the m i l u b i n g yahoo group! [PLEASE KILL ME!]&lt;br /&gt;anw, it comes into handy now ((:&lt;br /&gt;cos i cant be sending official emails to pple using my mightyannie acct!&lt;br /&gt;i have had enough poking fun of!!! in sch, at work!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. anyway, i have my office number too!&lt;br /&gt;and i have been adding them into my official emails.&lt;br /&gt;so cool cos i got pple calling me for official business. (just when i was telling kahyoke that our phone is so useless)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ka hyoke (my fellow intern in SSD1) is funny :D&lt;br /&gt;i love her eyebrows!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;having lunch w my sup, asst sup and dd tomorrow. hope ka hyo ke is joining!&lt;br /&gt;and fri, we are having healthy lifestyle day on fri!!! going kent ridge park!!&lt;br /&gt;HALF DAY FOR US!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think debbie will kill me if she reads this.&lt;br /&gt;but i am glad i am not in sprd! and i think my division pple have a life :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. enjoying myself even though i aint go much life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MY SISTER IS HILARIOUSSSSSSSSS!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5758654-3715416245797758722?l=storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com/feeds/3715416245797758722/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5758654&amp;postID=3715416245797758722&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758654/posts/default/3715416245797758722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758654/posts/default/3715416245797758722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com/2007/01/i-love-today-its-like-one-hilarious.html' title=''/><author><name>annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17258080479874175155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5758654.post-116998425511099911</id><published>2007-01-28T19:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-28T19:42:16.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i think i will be on tv soon :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;catch channel 8's 'new home, new life: tsunami anniversary special' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;on this coming sat, 3feb @ 9.30pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hmm. sometimes, i really do wonder what's my motivation in doing community services.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i doubt myself. i doubt whether am i doing it purely out of kindness or simply out to showcase.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i've no idea myself. but what am i trying to prove?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;ultimately, i would love to justify my actions as solely out of kindness cos' i definitely find joy in doing all these.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;to see the smiles on the kids' face, telling you how much they love having you with them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;to see the anguish of their incapabilities.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;to see the joy of your fellow team mates and definitely moments of displeasures and irritation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;imagine a girl seeing you for the first time and saying, "I am so happy to see you. How are you? You are so pretty." All these they mumbled in broken english that they tried to pick up while awaiting for the occasional visits from us.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;thinking back, what i missed most about the aceh trip (oh, not again) is the common identity and interests for the same things. &lt;strong&gt;to help and to be helped.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and guess what. i really really missed that time over there.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;if only i could go on that mongolia trip with mad and shu.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;but things will be different, wouldn't it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;different team mates, different focus. a whole new get-to-know-you-better experience.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;alright, i am digressing. and like laiyee, i can only do 1.5 things at a time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and i am starting to have my 'screensaver mood'&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;br&gt; &lt;div align="left"&gt;and yes, i haven been watching movies and not really wanting to do so.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i ain't got much of a life. and also rather preoccupied in other stuff (of don't know what)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;but anyway, that wasn't much of a point.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;if only life is self-defined.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i need to get my legs back into running shoes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i seemed to have forgotten how much enjoyment long distance has brought me so far, through all my stress, troubles, fears and simply alone-time to be alone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"unchanged by time"&lt;/strong&gt; from bonesetter's daugther seems to be flawed cos' it's simply not enough to sustain my small little fantasy on consistency and permanence.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and till thy time, i will be urs.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5758654-116998425511099911?l=storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com/feeds/116998425511099911/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5758654&amp;postID=116998425511099911&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758654/posts/default/116998425511099911'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758654/posts/default/116998425511099911'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com/2007/01/i-think-i-will-be-on-tv-soon-d-catch.html' title=''/><author><name>annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17258080479874175155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5758654.post-116964576960307957</id><published>2007-01-24T21:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-24T21:36:09.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>the ella show is making me miss school so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;like this &lt;-----------------------------------&gt; x10000000000000 much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;miss having breaks with 3sub gang&lt;br /&gt;miss skipping lit lectures with my sagc.&lt;br /&gt;miss chai fan stall&lt;br /&gt;miss the dessert stall aunty&lt;br /&gt;miss mambo no.5 uncle&lt;br /&gt;and i actually miss MS NG!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;)):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the worst thing is that i take 157 EVERYDAY! so i pass by nj everyday )):&lt;br /&gt;and i cannot get down the bus and walk thru the school gate and scan my attendance card.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I FEEL SO BAD CAN!&lt;br /&gt;i can only stare thru the moving bus window and try to spot people that i'll know.&lt;br /&gt;like mr m enon and mr t ong. (since they are always on the field)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;irks. can't wait for school to start&lt;br /&gt;hopefully i can get into uni!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm! i am trying to get a weekend jon at sentosa.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5758654-116964576960307957?l=storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com/feeds/116964576960307957/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5758654&amp;postID=116964576960307957&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758654/posts/default/116964576960307957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758654/posts/default/116964576960307957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com/2007/01/ella-show-is-making-me-miss-school-so.html' title=''/><author><name>annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17258080479874175155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5758654.post-116947483925401047</id><published>2007-01-22T21:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-22T22:13:14.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;sat was spent painting the wall which made me so infuriated but also satisfied looking at the final outcome!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pictures!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5846/228/320/721889/Picture%20005.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5846/228/320/13512/Picture%20006.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5846/228/320/223341/Picture%20007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;the wall that i drew :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5846/228/320/456822/girl.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5846/228/320/349641/sooting.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;haha! :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;SO CUTE RIGHT! the nanhua-ians coloured the kids that i drew and they were really great even though some jj guy completely thrashed their mural painting.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;alright. us (coast2coast) were asked to partner with the nanhua-ians to paint. so we did and we had 2 walls to ourselves which the jj people had like the other 8 walls. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;so the overall in-charge for jj, mr mi ke came over to talk to me (i was the ic for the 2 walls)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;him:&lt;/span&gt; can u teach ur friends to paint better? like more artistically to bring out the pictures&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;me:&lt;/span&gt; what do you mean by it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;him:&lt;/span&gt; the painting style is a little childish. it's different from those we have painted.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;me:&lt;/span&gt; but different people have different styles. we are using sponge to colour and it gives the mural painting a different touch.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;him:&lt;/span&gt; oh, alright. then after you all have finished painting, you can draw your nan hua school crest or something.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;me:&lt;/span&gt; i am NOT from nan hua.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;him:&lt;/span&gt; oh i thought you were one. you looked like one.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;me:&lt;/span&gt; -stares- and walked away&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and later we had another conversation in which i explained to him that i am already 18 (OLDER THAN HIM) and i am from coast2coast&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and this is what he replied&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"OH! YOU ARE NAN HUA ALUMNI ARH?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;-faints-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;alright lah. i was being a little attitude cos' i kept staring at him with animosity.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;at vivo was a mess and guess who i saw!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ALEC! GINNY AND JEAN!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;how coincidental can it get??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;the whole concert was hilarious with &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;A LOT&lt;/span&gt; (like 200) william hungs (inside joke)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;after concert, we went down to laiyee's hse.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;HER HOUSE IS SO FREAKING COOL! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I WANNA STAY WITH ROOM MATES TOO! ((:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and guess what (again!),&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;ONE OF MY TEAM MATE IS A BEER BREWER! &lt;strong&gt;say: WEEEEEEEEEE&lt;/strong&gt;! (pun intended)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;he brought the oxygen tank, cooler, our glasses to laiyee's hse so we could drink&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and i was so tired and after eating dinner (yes, at ungodly hour of 11pm) and drinking half a glass of beer,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I ACTUALLY PLOPPED DOWN ON LAIYEE'S BED AND FELL ASLEEP!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so the rest dilly dallied till 2-ish (dunno doing what) and finally &lt;strong&gt;ah ber the nerd&lt;/strong&gt; finally decided to send us home. (i was woken up from my sweet dreams -_-")&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;home. slept and overslept.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;taught tuition and i spent 2hrs talking to myself. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hai. the only thing my kid replied to was whether i gave him too much homework.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;HAIIII!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;work today was FASTTTT! time flew by so fast and i don't know why. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;wasn't very productive actually but time really went by fast!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;watching the sh-ELLA show. the fei lun hai guys so cuteeeee! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and ella is such a HILARIOUS SHIT! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;((:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i changed my seat today. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;moved into the dangerous zone, sitting in front of all my deputy directors.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5758654-116947483925401047?l=storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com/feeds/116947483925401047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5758654&amp;postID=116947483925401047&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758654/posts/default/116947483925401047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758654/posts/default/116947483925401047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com/2007/01/sat-was-spent-painting-wall-which-made.html' title=''/><author><name>annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17258080479874175155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5758654.post-116894088386558621</id><published>2007-01-16T15:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-16T17:48:05.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my internship is taking a turn.&lt;br /&gt;i am beginning to enjoy it despite it being very tiring and boring at times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and seriously, it's like &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;PW REAL LIFE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sounds like trl (total reality live)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and ystd was the most nerve wrecking meeting ever.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;i was asked to go up to the highest level of the M CY S building that only pple with the working pass can go.&lt;br /&gt;and i sat in for a meeting with the per manent secretary (PS), de puty secretary (DS) with my divison head and committee heads. &lt;br /&gt;do you know the PS and DS are the 4th and 5th biggest in the entire M CY S!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and why PW REAL LIFE?&lt;br /&gt;cos' we were really trying to implement other countries' model, adapt and put it in s' pore context!!!&lt;br /&gt;and boy, there were so many considerations, limitations, restrictions, and WHAT MORE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know, i shouldn't have taken PW so lightly and complain abt its seemingly uselessness.&lt;br /&gt;but who knows that the bigger world out there (here in my office) is actually doing what we are doing in school!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meetings have been enriching and educative.&lt;br /&gt;i met so many pple. NU S Ven ture, Te en Chal lenge director, Mr. K iasu's artist, pple from other ministries and of course, MY BOSSES!! (like some of the other officers in M CY S haven seen the PS and DS before and i am only an intern!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright. other than that, i got nothing to "whoa" at at my job.&lt;br /&gt;no students trying to be funny with me&lt;br /&gt;no hot babes at sentosa train station&lt;br /&gt;no hot camp instrutors to oggle at&lt;br /&gt;no daddy as a boss&lt;br /&gt;no high pay (or even a average pay)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i got really nice colleagues and fellow interns :D&lt;br /&gt;and my crescent snr is on attachment here too. but she was quite dao )):&lt;br /&gt;what a small world ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;indeed so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, on a lighter note, Mr Kiasu does not look like his creator ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15mins to end of work!! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5758654-116894088386558621?l=storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com/feeds/116894088386558621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5758654&amp;postID=116894088386558621&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758654/posts/default/116894088386558621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758654/posts/default/116894088386558621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com/2007/01/my-internship-is-taking-turn.html' title=''/><author><name>annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17258080479874175155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5758654.post-116865310949626724</id><published>2007-01-13T09:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-13T22:58:16.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;presenting to you,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MR ACEH EYECANDY :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5846/228/1600/949937/ully.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5846/228/320/961785/ully.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;according to grace, it doesn't look like hafiz.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and please, please dont question me abt my soft spot for malays.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;HAHA! i still wanna eat barbequed pork for cny :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5846/228/320/778923/061224yh%20%2873%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5846/228/320/917955/618396906l.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5846/228/320/161114/061217yh%20%28267%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;this was a pretty disturbing t-shirt for our team to handle&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5846/228/1600/704174/061217i%20(2).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5846/228/320/712397/061217i%20%282%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;and this was like a rainbow to our many difficulties.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5846/228/320/508198/061217yh%20%2871%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;and behind every smile, every scar, there's a story.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5846/228/320/388265/061217yh%20%28134%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;walking down the aisle of communal living. and true-blue multi-purpose rooms.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;do come down to vivo on the 20th for more photos :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;we took almost 5000 photos during the whole trip, which is just 12 days. so we took like 500 hundred pics a day!! LIKE OMGGGGG! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;but i like the concept of photo jounralism :D&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5758654-116865310949626724?l=storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com/feeds/116865310949626724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5758654&amp;postID=116865310949626724&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758654/posts/default/116865310949626724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758654/posts/default/116865310949626724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com/2007/01/presenting-to-you-mr-aceh-eyecandy-d.html' title=''/><author><name>annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17258080479874175155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5758654.post-116835369589575113</id><published>2007-01-09T22:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-09T22:42:22.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Mungkin Nanti&lt;/strong&gt; - &lt;strong&gt;Peterpan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Saatnya ku berkata mungkin yang terakhir kalinya&lt;br /&gt;Sudahlah lepaskan semua kuyakin inilah waktunya&lt;br /&gt;Mungkin saja kau bukan yang dulu lagi&lt;br /&gt;Mungkin saja rasa itu telah pergi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan mungkin bila nanti kita kan bertemu lagi&lt;br /&gt;Satu pintaku jangan kau coba tanyakan kembali&lt;br /&gt;Rasa yang kutinggal mati&lt;br /&gt;Seperti hari kemarin saat semua disini&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan bila hatimu termenung bangun dari mimpi2mu&lt;br /&gt;Membuka hatimu yang dulu cerita saat bersamaku&lt;br /&gt;Mungkin saja kau bukan yang dulu lagi&lt;br /&gt;Mungkin saja rasa itu telah pergi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan mungkin bila nanti kita kan bertemu lagi&lt;br /&gt;Satu pintaku jangan kau coba tanyakan kembali&lt;br /&gt;Rasa yang kutinggal mati&lt;br /&gt;Seperti hari kemarin saat semua disini&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tak usah kau tanyakan lagi simpan untukmu sendiri&lt;br /&gt;Semua sesal yang kau cari semua rasa yang kau beri&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;English translation&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Maybe One Day&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;This is the time for me to say, maybe for one last time&lt;br /&gt;Let it all go, I'm sure this is the time&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you're no longer who you used to be&lt;br /&gt;Maybe that feeling has departed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;And maybe if one day we met again&lt;br /&gt;One thing I ask of you, please don't question me again&lt;br /&gt;About the feeling I left behind&lt;br /&gt;Like yesterday, when everything is still here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if your heart is day dreaming, awake from your dreams&lt;br /&gt;Re-open your heart, the stories of when you're with me&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you're no longer who you used to be&lt;br /&gt;Maybe that feeling has departed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And maybe if one day we met again&lt;br /&gt;One thing I ask of you, please don't question me again&lt;br /&gt;About the feeling I left behind&lt;br /&gt;Like yesterday, when everything is still here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;There is no need for you to ask again, keep it all to yourself&lt;br /&gt;All the guilt you're looking for, all the feeling you have given&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is the indon song that i've been listening.&lt;br /&gt;but now i finally understand what it means&lt;br /&gt;and it's so sad )):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they got even better songs but this song is the coast2coast theme song.&lt;br /&gt;no significant reason but they find the tune catchy and nice.&lt;br /&gt;I MISS MY DAYS THEREE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5758654-116835369589575113?l=storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com/feeds/116835369589575113/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5758654&amp;postID=116835369589575113&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758654/posts/default/116835369589575113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758654/posts/default/116835369589575113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com/2007/01/mungkin-nanti-peterpan-saatnya-ku.html' title=''/><author><name>annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17258080479874175155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5758654.post-116833580414289250</id><published>2007-01-09T17:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-09T17:43:24.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>policies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;working in the govt sector is not easy. serious.&lt;br /&gt;i think we as singaporeans should start standing in the shoes of the govt.&lt;br /&gt;instead of complaining of what the govt can do for us,&lt;br /&gt;why don't we think what can we do for the govt?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but when i was reviewing the policies in other countries and try to replicate them in singapore,&lt;br /&gt;i find it hard to not include the govt to spearhead the program.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's so hard to imagine a total philantrophic action to be led by private enterprise (on a large scale)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so is singapore not a welfare state or is she one but not by name?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am so worn out. sitting in the office. reading through websites, papers, studies pondering how it will ever be implemented in s'pore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kudos to the policy makers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am in love with peter pan! :D&lt;br /&gt;(FYI: it's an indonesian band! and many many chinese love it - may be a sweeping statement.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tentang kita and mungkin nanti :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5758654-116833580414289250?l=storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com/feeds/116833580414289250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5758654&amp;postID=116833580414289250&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758654/posts/default/116833580414289250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758654/posts/default/116833580414289250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com/2007/01/policies.html' title=''/><author><name>annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17258080479874175155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5758654.post-116809687363148196</id><published>2007-01-06T23:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-06T23:21:13.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;i secrectly wish that i never come back.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i am addicted to leaving singapore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5758654-116809687363148196?l=storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com/feeds/116809687363148196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5758654&amp;postID=116809687363148196&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758654/posts/default/116809687363148196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758654/posts/default/116809687363148196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com/2007/01/i-secrectly-wish-that-i-never-come.html' title=''/><author><name>annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17258080479874175155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5758654.post-116805815077915807</id><published>2007-01-06T12:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-06T12:35:50.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>now i can finally use the net openly. for the past 2 days of internship, all these things have to do privately and discretely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i never know how tedious it is to go thru 101 search engines until my internship started&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright job scope for internship is bascially do all the miscelleanous stuff for the permanent staff.&lt;br /&gt;things like research, research and MORE RESEARCH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am in the social support division 1 doing research to improve lives of the poorer families in singapore. in fact, the poorer people in singapore lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not as noble as it sounds cos' i thought i will be doing interaction with them and talking to them but in actual fact, i am just dng policy research.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i mean, i'm still dng my part to improve the society but i was expecting something more direct.&lt;br /&gt;but it's ok! :D&lt;br /&gt;it's God's will. (according to me and sis) ((:&lt;br /&gt;and i believe i will make an impact on someone's life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mum refuses to let me go mongolia )):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh! I AM HAVING A PHOTO EXHIBITION for the aceh trip&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AT VIVOCITY ON 20thJANUARY!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's organised by southwest cdc and there are other vwos participants.&lt;br /&gt;there will be a rock concert after that. from 6-8pm.&lt;br /&gt;exhibition starts from 11am to 10pm!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please come :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do come down.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5758654-116805815077915807?l=storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com/feeds/116805815077915807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5758654&amp;postID=116805815077915807&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758654/posts/default/116805815077915807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758654/posts/default/116805815077915807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com/2007/01/now-i-can-finally-use-net-openly.html' title=''/><author><name>annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17258080479874175155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5758654.post-116798753881727457</id><published>2007-01-05T12:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-05T16:58:59.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello i am back ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but not with a lengthy account of my aceh trip. -heave sigh of relief-&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haven been updating of my life after aceh trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;updates:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;went to the zoo &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FOR FREE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;went to heartland woodlands for countdown.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;setting up a tuition collectives with the rojaks&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;found an internship at MCYS &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;nothing much. i am still working but very very exhausted&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;)):&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5758654-116798753881727457?l=storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com/feeds/116798753881727457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5758654&amp;postID=116798753881727457&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758654/posts/default/116798753881727457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758654/posts/default/116798753881727457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com/2007/01/hello-i-am-back-but-not-with-lengthy.html' title=''/><author><name>annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17258080479874175155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5758654.post-116765258157606552</id><published>2007-01-01T18:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-01T19:56:22.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;project coast2coast part 3&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know this is getting a little draggy and a bore but i really want to write down what happened over there.&lt;br /&gt;so just allow me to indulge in this small world of myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;20 dec 2006 - Day 6&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am in the cooking team today!&lt;br /&gt;so while the rest woke up early in the morning, i got the opportunity to laze on the bed :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;breakfast prepared by the cooking team yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;(FYI: our grp names are cumi-cumi (sotong), breakfast (my grp) and kepiting (crab))&lt;br /&gt;all names in bahasa except "breakfast"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the rest of the team went back to FH for lessons while my grp sat and waited for the labi-labi to come fetch us to the wet market and supermarket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as i've said, the wet market was really wet but it's very organised.&lt;br /&gt;a section for beef, a section for vegetables, a section for chicken.&lt;br /&gt;when i've the pictures, i will show you how they slaughter the chickens!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shopping at the supermarket was like rushing for time cos' the labi-labi came late then we need to be back home to cook lunch for the rest of the team (by 1pm!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so we rushed and rushed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I COOKED MANGO FRIED RICE!!!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;specially invented by annie cheong :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;don't ask me how i did it. i just did it ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so menu for lunch was&lt;br /&gt;1) mango fried rice, kavitha fried rice, vegetarian fried rice&lt;br /&gt;2) black soy sauce ayam&lt;br /&gt;3) choc banana fondue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so the rest ate and left. then we stayed to clean the house. mop the floor. sweep the house. empty the rubbish and it was time to cook dinner again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dinner was less hectic cause we had a power shortage so there were little things we could do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cooked vegetarian noodles for dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;menu for dinner:&lt;br /&gt;1) fried egg noodles, fried tomato/ chilli noodles and my vegetarian noodles.&lt;br /&gt;2) sardine fish&lt;br /&gt;3) stir-fried cauliflower and cabbages.&lt;br /&gt;4) tomato sausages and potato&lt;br /&gt;5) agar agar (which was a failure)&lt;br /&gt;6) A&amp;W rootbear with icecream :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had dinner. then debrief then facilitation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;during facilitation session, we had this programme called the "life journey"&lt;br /&gt;we are supposed to draw our things that have happened in our lives that had shaped us into what we are today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess that was the best night ever. i learnt so much. shared so much.&lt;br /&gt;you would be awed by our circle of trust we shared during the short trip.&lt;br /&gt;despite us being friends for only a short time, everyone shared, everyone voiced.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the thing is that i realised that,&lt;br /&gt;even though we are from all walks of life, we share one common passion&lt;br /&gt;which is to serve. not in big ways, but all the small actions along the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it opened my eyes to a world beyond myself.&lt;br /&gt;i see the world now as a whole, a bigger picture. just simply by taking a step back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ths facilitation session didn't end until 3am in the morning (which is 4am in singapore!)&lt;br /&gt;but so much to be shared :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;21 dec 2006 - day 7&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was super tired after ystd's late night. but today's programme is one of the main highlight for the trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THE BEACH DAY! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and do you know that aceh is famous for its beaches?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i woke up late for my breakfast duty so i volunteered to clean the dishes and cups after breakfast. sorry the breakfast team who woke up early to prepare breakfast :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;two labi-labis came. a new black labi labi with mirror at its door.&lt;br /&gt;when i first saw myself in the mirror, I GOT A BIGGGGG SHOCK! (our house does not have a mirror)&lt;br /&gt;is that me? what's with all the mosquito bites on my forehead?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to the beach and saw the kids on the bus.&lt;br /&gt;you should see how they squeeze about 70 boys onto a bus. it was like a sardine bus!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was drizzling a little but it didn't deter anyone of us to NOT PLAY on the beach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;played frisbee monkey. kite flying (the kite was drenched even before it went up to the sky so failed attempt!) volleyball with the girls and lots more of frisbee with the boys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the kids are really kampong. they taught me how to catch little fishes with my bare hands!!!&lt;br /&gt;was quite turned off by the slimy bodies at first but after you get the hang of it, catching fishes was a breeze! :D the kids caught a few bottles of fishes for us :D (but i let them go at the end of the day)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i tried body boarding with wooden planks. when the waves come, you just lean on the planks and let the waves sweep you away. IT WAS REALLY AWESOME!&lt;br /&gt;boonhan, you suck at this! xP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was pretty alone that day (just with the kids without any of my team mates) but i really enjoyed my time with the kids. there were a few boys who will come and play with me when they see my sitting alone :D (they were the ones who caught fishes with me!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;talked and played with the darruseleum team! :D&lt;br /&gt;i see how their eyes sparkle when they are interacting with the kids.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ended. back home. showered and down to canadian red cross for a dialogue session with their representatives. (freddy works at canadian red cross)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saw the 2nd flushable toilet at their office :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one of the main question for them was&lt;br /&gt;"how long would aceh need to return back to the days before the tsunami?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;home. packed dinner at home. debrief and rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I HAD A LOT OF FUN THAT DAY! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;23 dec 2006 - day 8&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;interaction with the kids at the 2nd kindergarten that 1st and the 2nd team built.&lt;br /&gt;lam teh kindergarten. it looks so much better than the one that we went previously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;only about 12 children turned out that morning since it was raining the night before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. taught them chicken dance. played musical chairs, london bridge and more.&lt;br /&gt;the kids left and we stayed at the kindergarten to practise our cultural exchange dance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;slept and waited for lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after i woke up from a nap, saw a few village kids in the kindergarten. played along with them and was super hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;their language sounds alien to me and my english sounds alien to them. so throughout the whole conversation, we just blabbered and them laughing away (most likely laughing at me!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tried stealing one of the kid's bike to cycle. but was too small for me to cycle!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lunch was FAB! (from a chinese cafe!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after we left the kindergarten, gave some sweets to the village kids. then when the labi labi drove off, they ran after us.&lt;br /&gt;SO SWEET RIGHT?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;left and went to their museum. it costs less that 10cents to go in??&lt;br /&gt;quite enriching and also quite boring.&lt;br /&gt;the historical sight was when all the guys came out early to sleep under this aceh traditional house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we had interaction with LP3I. (last interaction with them)&lt;br /&gt;played captain's ball. had a hard time explaining the game to them. then due to extreme fatigue from insufficient rest, we played truth or dare. so just need to sit in a circle and do dares.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then it rained heavily and it was time to part.&lt;br /&gt;boon han had a fan club and laiyee was the manager!! and a girl likes alvin! haha!&lt;br /&gt;hilarious shit ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dinner at the place where we packed our lunch.&lt;br /&gt;had mee tiaw (kuay tew in singapore terms) and my teh susu dingin :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went home and the sports grp from darruseleum team was at home -BLINKS!-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;debrief and did the ten questions on "more about aceh!"&lt;br /&gt;day ends :D 4 more days left for the trip )):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright. i am getting a little bored of blogging :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's 2007 today!&lt;br /&gt;new year resolution: totally clueless.&lt;br /&gt;lead a more purposeful life i guess :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;selemat malam worldlings :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5758654-116765258157606552?l=storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com/feeds/116765258157606552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5758654&amp;postID=116765258157606552&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758654/posts/default/116765258157606552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758654/posts/default/116765258157606552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com/2007/01/project-coast2coast-part-3-i-know-this.html' title=''/><author><name>annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17258080479874175155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5758654.post-116739415923995974</id><published>2006-12-29T19:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-29T20:13:39.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;project coast2coast part 2&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;17 dec 2006 - day 3&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up at 7ish as usual. breakfast and back to FH for formal lessons. the main part of our project is more on the interaction aspect (not building houses or whatsoever)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;main focus of project:&lt;br /&gt;1) healthcare lessons - washing hands, brushing teeth, etc.&lt;br /&gt;2) creative classes - origami, kite-making, colouring&lt;br /&gt;3) murals painting - to decorate the library in their new dormitory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd day at FH. we still have 100 kids with us cos' the darruseleum team ( a muslim grp from spore) hasn't arrive. we started the day with telematches which were a blast. the kids were really enthusiastic and spontaneous. i always wonder where did they get all the energy from.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yet, the most starking thing is that they rem most of our names (or recognise our faces). they greeted us with such enthusiastic waves and warmth that you might(will) not receive in spore. the girls held onto you hands and say how happy they are to see you again. they treat you like one of their own. just a simple smile from you means so much to them. and just a simple smile from them means so much to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the telematches, my group (kavi, me, cher, yh and alvin) took this group of boys for healthcare classes (they are under our care for that day). who will know that the boys will sing and dance with us when we asked them to do so (there were a few that were in their teenagehood where the so-called rebellious stage is).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had creative classes after that. origami folding!!!&lt;br /&gt;i never experienced so many guys surrounding me!!! ahahah!&lt;br /&gt;i was supposed to teach the older boys to fold cranes, boats and balls. haha. i had loads of fun. some were really quick in picking up, some gave up halfway, some volunteered to help their friends, some just accepted the help. overall, i had loads of fun :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am pretty impressed with the older guys cos' i always thought that if i were them, i would be so bored of folding cranes over and over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lunch at some cafe (high-class one). no more nasi goreng/ mee goreng!! ((:&lt;br /&gt;we had padang for lunch (again!) but it was really nice. there was taps around the cafe for us to wash hands k!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;murals class. was quite chaotic. the kids just paint whatever colours they wanted. some turned out fabulous, some were disastrous.&lt;br /&gt;murals ended early so we played MONKEYYYY!!!!! :D&lt;br /&gt;was super hilarious! the kids used the ball and hit the "monkey's" head!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met ira, our team mate from jakarta.&lt;br /&gt;met imar, isnar and freddy too, our interpreters for the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went on a disaster-site visit. saw the ship that was brought 5km inland and now, it's too big to be removed. according to the locals, no one knows how many bodies are under that ship. saw a few kids on the ship who went thru tsunami and lost their parents. there was scars on them and they showed us they living squatters. (you would have imagine how bad it is)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next to ulee leue, the most hit area by the tsunami.&lt;br /&gt;too much to be said. too much awe. too much destruction. too much devastation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a&amp;w for dinner. a break from too much grief.&lt;br /&gt;A&amp;amp;W! HOW MANY OF YOU MISS A&amp;W? cos' i miss a&amp;amp;w so much!&lt;br /&gt;i saw the first flushable toilet at a&amp;amp;w too! oh! and the first chinese and caucasian family!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to wisma. debrief and everything :D&lt;br /&gt;washed my own clothes for the first time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the highlight for the day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CUT OF ELECTRICITY!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which means there will be a cut on water supply (since the water is generated by generator)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to sleep in the living room. communal sleeping in the living room!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did i say that the mosquitoes are rampant?&lt;br /&gt;so we burnt mosquito coil, stick mosquito pad on ourselves, spray mosquito repellant but the mosquitoes just won't buzz away. (in fact, it was buzzing around our ears!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i kept scratching, kept hearing others scratching. woke up, scratched, slept. and this cycle continues until qinying decided to go into the room and slp so i got promoted onto the sofa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the 2nd highlight came!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;EARTHQUAKE!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my sofa started shaking first (i was wondering who was kicking it) then the whole house started shaking. glasses were clanking and everything. then it stopped. had no idea who asked us to evacuate the house to the porch area. then we sit on this giant carpet, with no electricity, no water and &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;A LOT OF MOSQUITO BITES!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;but wait, the porch area was better than staying in the living room cos' it was much airy and cooling.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;so we sat, waited and complained about the no. of bites we have for the night for like 15mins before there's no more tremors and stuff.&lt;br /&gt;and I FINALLY GET TO SLEEP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;the night just can't get any worser.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;i've a confession to make, when my sofa was shaking (in fact throughout the whole incident )&lt;/span&gt;, the notion of an earthquake didnt strike me until we evacuated the house. i was like "HUH! who's shaking ar!" i never thought of evacuation or anything. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;18 dec 2006 - Day 4&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up after that dramatising night and according to song,&lt;br /&gt;i sleep-talked -_-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no trip down too FH today. went to leung batar's kindergarten. (the 2nd team built it).&lt;br /&gt;met the LP3I girls. (a computer school in aceh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;interaction with the kids. taught them chicken dance. played a few games and time for them to go home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lunch with LP3I girls were like a mini cultural exchange. i showed them pictures in my phone of singapore and they tell me more about aceh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;painted fence for the rest of the day for the kindergarten.&lt;br /&gt;KAVI IS SUPER HILARIOUS! :D and the fence turns out NICE! ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dinner was packed back. nasi/ mee goreng with ayam again.&lt;br /&gt;but bernard and qinying made nice barley drink for us :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cher loves mlb too :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;film screening. film on post-tsunami. the adults taught the kids (affected by tsunami) to use the video cam to film their lives. (act as a distraction to their grief)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;19dec 2006 - day 5&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to FH! :D the darruseleum team has arrived. the LP3I girls were back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one grp stayed at home to cook lunch and dinner for us. (we are splitted into 3 grps)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had creative classes first then mural painting.&lt;br /&gt;did sponge painting for creative class! :D i love mine! agung (LP3I guy) drew manga for me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;and i conducted the mural class :D (3 cheers for annie!) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;was quite slack lah! cos' the darruseleum girl did the translation for me, so i just need to action a bit only.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lunch at home. the cooking team cooked pasta!! :D&lt;br /&gt;it was their (LP3I students) first time eating italian pasta! &lt;div&gt;some LP31 girls like it, some didn't (agung threw away his after one mouth!) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;was late when we went back to FH for the 2nd part of the day. so the darruseleum team took the 100kids. so in the end, we assisted them in their activity.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;didn't turn out too badd. was the photographer for the session! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;had a short introduction session with the darruseleum team!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OH! did i tell u that they got really cute (&lt;em&gt;malay&lt;/em&gt;) guys in the team? girls too! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;dinner was nice. like wedding dinner. ten course meal lah! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hk behaves like some wedding photographer too!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh. i miss home that night (i wrote it in my diary) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;was really tired that night too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;homesick and fatigue make annie a moody girl.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;alright. this entry is getting a little long. i can still go on and on.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;but shan't bore you all with a lengthy entry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;so stay tune for project c2c part 3 ((:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;mungkin nanti &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;perhaps later&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5758654-116739415923995974?l=storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com/feeds/116739415923995974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5758654&amp;postID=116739415923995974&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758654/posts/default/116739415923995974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758654/posts/default/116739415923995974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com/2006/12/project-coast2coast-part-2-17-dec-2006.html' title=''/><author><name>annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17258080479874175155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5758654.post-116723231420006008</id><published>2006-12-27T21:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-27T23:11:54.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;project coast2coast to banda aceh, indonesia 15-26dec - part 1&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;15dec 2006 - Day 1&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the first day was kind of slack. just manual work of checking in and out for our baggages and items that we brought over for the orphanage. met at the airport at 6am. boarded the plane at 8am and reached medan at 8am!! (haha! medan is one hr slower than singapore!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our next flight to aceh was at 3.45pm! had lunch at some indonesia style restaurant. It's called a padang. they will bring out all the food they have and put it on your table. then we will eat those we want. so you could only touch the food that you want. if you accidentally touch a food then you must pay for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;played some team bonding games while waiting for the next plane and i was forfeited lah! so many kids croweded around when i was singing "twinkle twinkle little star"! -_-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boarded the plane to aceh and reached aceh at 4.45pm! saw the principal of the orphanage!&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; SO CHARMING&lt;/span&gt;! :D went to our house! the house is called wisma!! so we were at wisma too while you guys were shopping at wisma!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;settled down and went for dinner at some road stall. their chairs and tables are really short. i had nasi goreng spesial which is fried rice, chicken (ayam), eggs (tulur) and prawns (udang). drank milo susu dingin (iced milo with milk)! their susu (milk) is like 2/3 of the drink! super sweet but super nice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to wisma! had debrief and faciliation session! oh! our house is really good. it's super huge like half a soccer court. but the toilets have no flush system and no water heater. we cant even throw toilet paper into the toilet cos' it will choke up the sewage. bathed in cold water and the water is so dirty that you can't see what's below (water from the well).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aceh has so many mosquitoes as many as the number of people in singapore. they bite us with much pleasure and feast on our blood (like free flow).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh! i had aircon in my room! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;16dec 2006&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt; - Day 2&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up at 7am and had aceh bread for breakfast. their bread has this really weird taste but that was the only food available.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;interaction at fajar hidahya. had station games. was supposed to play big fish and small fish with the kids at my station. had a hard time communicating the game with them. we then changed the game to ikan besar ikan kechik (which is the malay version) which didnt work out too. so we played "aku says" which is a similar game to "simon says" and then we played another game called "what is this (aper ini?)"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was super tiring handling 100 kids. had to repeat the games so many times that my voice went sore. was super super super tiring but i had loads of fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;left FH and had lunch at another roadside cafe. we then went on an orientation trip to the wet market and supermarket. the wet market was really wet. it's like vegetables everywhere on the floor. and i see live cows and chickens being killed!! saw a few kids who caught live fishes down the stream! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back @ wisma for sports day/ pre-sports day demonstation. and did i say that mosquitoes are REALLY REALLY IRRITATING! i see like 10 thousands mosquitoes all around me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dinner. which is nasi goreng again )):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then debrief. learnt a lot during debrief.&lt;br /&gt;1) the aftermath of tsunami -does the effect linger and persist?&lt;br /&gt;2) income gap among indonesians. (aceh is the 2nd most well-endowed state in indonesia but it is one of the poorest state in indonesia)&lt;br /&gt;3) what's our motive for coming to banda aceh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's all for day 2! :D&lt;br /&gt;my bro needa sleep. shall continue soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;PLEASE STAY TUNE FOR PROJECT C2C PART 2!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;there are new things to be learnt everyday! :D -kavitha- &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5758654-116723231420006008?l=storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com/feeds/116723231420006008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5758654&amp;postID=116723231420006008&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758654/posts/default/116723231420006008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758654/posts/default/116723231420006008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com/2006/12/project-coast2coast-to-banda-aceh.html' title=''/><author><name>annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17258080479874175155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5758654.post-116720880611884695</id><published>2006-12-27T16:26:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-27T21:55:11.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;I AM BACKKK! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;i had so much fun, laughters, jokes, smiles and happiness! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i've learnt so much in those 12 days, much more that i've learnt in my textbooks for 12years.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;too much to pen down. too much to illustrate. too much to say.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;shall do it another time since i am at eunice house now. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i miss my friends when i was in aceh cos' i miss all of you guys.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;on a sidenote, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I EXPERIEND THE EARTHQUAKE BUT NOT THE FLOOD!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;and i am very safe! :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5758654-116720880611884695?l=storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com/feeds/116720880611884695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5758654&amp;postID=116720880611884695&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758654/posts/default/116720880611884695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758654/posts/default/116720880611884695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-am-backkk-d-i-had-so-much-fun.html' title=''/><author><name>annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17258080479874175155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5758654.post-116610778117166244</id><published>2006-12-14T22:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-14T22:50:54.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I AM LEAVING! LEAVING! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;merry christmas to&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;everyone in advance!&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went zhao's house for steamboat. 5 bucks for A LOT &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A LOT&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;A LOT&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; of fooodd!&lt;br /&gt;oh! and it's only 4 of us, the 4 of us who are unemployed and slacking!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5846/228/400/427381/Picture%20003.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can't wait to leave and can't wait to come back!&lt;br /&gt;hopefully the earthquakes (which is common there) won't be toooooo shocking for me to handle. and hopefully the kids will be so so so adorable! :D &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;and seriously, i think crescent is a place for friendships to reallly really blossom. right, zhao? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;show you the house at haji lane that i took a loooooong looooong time ago!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5846/228/320/833666/Picture%20004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;it's so awesome right!!! &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I LOVE THIS HOUSE!&lt;/span&gt; but i wouldn't dare to stay in it -_-"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5758654-116610778117166244?l=storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com/feeds/116610778117166244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5758654&amp;postID=116610778117166244&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758654/posts/default/116610778117166244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758654/posts/default/116610778117166244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-am-leaving-leaving-d-merry-christmas.html' title=''/><author><name>annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17258080479874175155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5758654.post-116600138755727127</id><published>2006-12-13T16:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-14T22:43:05.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;alright. i am in stupor sadness.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;firstly, the show that i've been watching on youtube is awfully depressing.&lt;br /&gt;check out "1 litre of tears", a japanese drama.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this drama is based on a true story, of a girl with an incurable disease that was diagnosed when she was 15 years old, and was able to continue her life until her death at the age of 25 years old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During her ten years lifespan, she kept writing in her diary to remember her experiences until she could no longer hold a pen. Her diary "1 Litre of Tears" was published after her death, because of its inspiring and courageous message of, "&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Just being alive is such a lovely and wonderful thing."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; So far, over 18,000,000 copies of her diary have been sold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one of the saddest drama serials ever.&lt;br /&gt;but personally, i cry for almost all the drama serials/ movies that i've watched.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;like who on earth cry when watching monster inc.?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but for this show, i started crying since episode 1 (!!!) and all the way till the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and secondly,&lt;br /&gt;i've been rejected by CDC. i guess i am stuck in being a waitress.&lt;br /&gt;but hey, i am fine ((:&lt;br /&gt;when i received that email, i was watching the drama and i was crying so badly over that girl's life that this small little rejection from a company seems so insignificant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;i just called the health promotion board to ask them for the soundtrack of the great singapore workout!&lt;br /&gt;haha. quite dumb. we are dng that over in aceh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5758654-116600138755727127?l=storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com/feeds/116600138755727127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5758654&amp;postID=116600138755727127&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758654/posts/default/116600138755727127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758654/posts/default/116600138755727127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com/2006/12/alright.html' title=''/><author><name>annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17258080479874175155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5758654.post-116589073422584644</id><published>2006-12-12T10:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-12T10:32:14.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I AM STILL IN SINGAPORE!!! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;leaving on this friday, 7.45am! (so early!!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i spent my entire yesterday running around like a mini amazing race.&lt;br /&gt;lavender. tampiness. bedok reservoir. NLB. great world. NLB. bras basar. telok blangah. HOME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had a mini amazing race yesterday. went to so many places in one day. thank God we had bernard to drive us around, but the trip down to lavender and tampiness from bukit batok was the worst! so far from my house!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tampiness ikea is DAMNNNNNNN BIGGGG!&lt;br /&gt;we finally got all our furniture, murals drawn (left the SE asia countries)&lt;br /&gt;all geared up to leave :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last day of work (not exactly last day if i still don't get a job by next yr) was quite different.&lt;br /&gt;was working at promenade. it's outside the hotel beside the singapore river. kinda fun! :D&lt;br /&gt;you see all the sampans passing by with all the tourists and i waved to most of them!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;but still uber tiring!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm. so boring.&lt;br /&gt;can't wait to leave!&lt;br /&gt;lucky lydia (ALLITERATION!) is already in australia!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OHHH! sunday i went to the clementi bible church with chock, wh and lyd!&lt;br /&gt;CHEWY!!! it's alex's church!! i messaged you but you never reply me )):&lt;br /&gt;wh's mum is damn cute!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5758654-116589073422584644?l=storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com/feeds/116589073422584644/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5758654&amp;postID=116589073422584644&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758654/posts/default/116589073422584644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758654/posts/default/116589073422584644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-am-still-in-singapore-d-leaving-on.html' title=''/><author><name>annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17258080479874175155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5758654.post-116558914015036983</id><published>2006-12-08T20:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-08T22:45:40.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i guess i hate it when i fail for the first time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe i am just not cut out to serve the community. i need to get a grip.&lt;br /&gt;should i just get another job? a paperwork job and bore myself to death but at least get a reasonable pay?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BUT THAT'S NOT WHAT I FREAKING WANT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright. in case you guys don't know what shit i've gotten myself into.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I SCREWED UP MY INTERVIEW FOR MY INTERNSHIP!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright. so what's the hype right?&lt;br /&gt;it's the first interview i ever had and who on earth needs to do powerpoint slides for interview?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i needed to do 2 proposal for them (CDC). to come up with the new programme for CLAP! (who knows abt CLAP! by CDC please drop a message) and secondly, come up with a community service programme in-sync with their vision and mission.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fine. these proposals are fine. but guess what.&lt;br /&gt;my com was down, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;my bro has to lend the laptop to some girl&lt;/span&gt; (girl is more impt than his sister's future!) and at wilson's place, i just can't seem to download my powerpoint slides.&lt;br /&gt;then i forwarded my ppt to my sis, hoping that she could open and at least print out a copy of my slides for me, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;AND SHE FORGOT!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;so there goes. my sis then suggested that we go to cdc earlier (my sis works there) then we can use the com to print the slides out. and what more, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HER PRINTER WAS SPOILT! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;how lucky can i get? so when she finally got my slides printed out, i only had like 10mins to rehearse, prepare my presentation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;)):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is like how tragic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess those other intern applicants have the help from their family, but i think i've none, none at all. my sis refused to help cos' she said it was unfair, my bro would rather help a girl than me.&lt;br /&gt;alright. i am just being me, petty and still petty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am feeling indignant, unjustified and of course angry with myself.&lt;br /&gt;i just want to bury myself in a hole and cry for eternity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i need to get a grip.&lt;br /&gt;and guess what i told my sis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: nevermind, waitress' pay also higher than this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and after the interview,&lt;br /&gt;sis: your waitress' pay also higher than this right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and when i told my bro that i screwed it up.&lt;br /&gt;me: i screwed up my interview. i am stuck to being a waitress.&lt;br /&gt;bro: okay. then work hard alright ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think they were being encouraging. but you know, how it completely sucks inside?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's no turning back right?&lt;br /&gt;maybe ncss might consider me or feiyue.&lt;br /&gt;i will not give up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and guess what, i completely forget to blog about prom.&lt;br /&gt;it was alright lah! quite fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i like this shot!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5846/228/400/131111/prom31.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;post prom at chijmes with chewy, jj, qiling, guan and kaijie was a little tipsy.&lt;br /&gt;i've to finish all the drinks that we ordered but the rest refused to drink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i am VERY BUSY.&lt;br /&gt;sob.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but thank God, i am leaving soon.&lt;br /&gt;leaving on a jetplane. bye world.&lt;br /&gt;i hope i die in a tsunami.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5758654-116558914015036983?l=storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com/feeds/116558914015036983/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5758654&amp;postID=116558914015036983&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758654/posts/default/116558914015036983'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758654/posts/default/116558914015036983'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-guess-i-hate-it-when-i-fail-for.html' title=''/><author><name>annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17258080479874175155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5758654.post-116507420180211998</id><published>2006-12-02T23:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-02T23:43:22.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>PROM IS FINALLY FINALLY FINALLY COMING.&lt;br /&gt;phew. it's so "EEERRR"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel quite off-the-world.&lt;br /&gt;i never see khairi for a long long long time! finally saw guan you today and he sent me a weird message saying i always make him feel sad. saw liyana and shien today too ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;collected newspaper with the canoeists.&lt;br /&gt;apparently, it was less slack than what many had described but was still BADDDD&lt;br /&gt;haha. but i had loads of fun with my pita, guan and guan's new found best friend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5846/228/1600/637875/Picture%20019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5846/228/320/898083/Picture%20019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;the "saikang" gang! :D &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5846/228/1600/303949/Picture%20016.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5846/228/320/512141/Picture%20016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what a life.&lt;br /&gt;i also wanna blog abt "jon l eong" or smth! HAHAH!&lt;br /&gt;-looks at jas, chewy, qiling admirably-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;YEAYY! I WILL SEE THEM TOMORROW! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;chewy, it's the stars awards nighttt! ((:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jean is scared that i will go aceh and never come back.&lt;br /&gt;haha. but i am a little scared too!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5846/228/1600/763538/Picture%20004.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5846/228/320/249682/Picture%20004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;my all time fave president and minister of hospitality.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright. bye worldlings.&lt;br /&gt;i am gng to church tomorrow :D&lt;br /&gt;and i love keeping myself busy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5758654-116507420180211998?l=storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com/feeds/116507420180211998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5758654&amp;postID=116507420180211998&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758654/posts/default/116507420180211998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758654/posts/default/116507420180211998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com/2006/12/prom-is-finally-finally-finally-coming.html' title=''/><author><name>annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17258080479874175155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5758654.post-116490454754599490</id><published>2006-12-01T00:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-01T00:35:48.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;i am so busy )):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;m usical ev ening was hilarious. pple commented that the alumni was the best performance for the night lah!! &lt;strong&gt;like ARE YOU KIDDING???&lt;/strong&gt; haha. hilarious shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;work was insane. i folded like 400 napkins (which i see no use lah! in the end the guests also throw all these napkins on the floor waiting for us to pick them up!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i coloured my hair red! :D&lt;br /&gt;just red streaks. actually not much diff.&lt;br /&gt;oh! but i realised that my friends are having longer hair after going into jc and my hair just keep getting shorter and shorter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I AM GONNA KEEP LONG HAIR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;met affair and yy and their friend, maggimee hair in town to help affair shop for prom dress.&lt;br /&gt;affair is damn hilarious. and we were out to look for a dress cheaper than shuyi's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;slack today. LIKE FINALLY! was supposed to meet mad to extend my passport in which mad decided not to go and i decided to be lazy and slack at home.&lt;br /&gt;meeting at westcoast cc for the aceh trip again.&lt;br /&gt;today was quite productive. i am quite scared actually.&lt;br /&gt;all the expectations, results, goals, aims. everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WORK TOMORROW )):&lt;br /&gt;not much choice. i need to earn for my living expenses over in aceh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my friend is leaving to navy tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;take care :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5846/228/1600/910179/rojak.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5846/228/320/784864/rojak.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the esco.&lt;br /&gt;i think i must start looking like an 18yr old.&lt;br /&gt;no more sweet 16 for me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5758654-116490454754599490?l=storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com/feeds/116490454754599490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5758654&amp;postID=116490454754599490&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758654/posts/default/116490454754599490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758654/posts/default/116490454754599490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-am-so-busy-m-usical-ev-ening-was.html' title=''/><author><name>annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17258080479874175155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5758654.post-116455944865738785</id><published>2006-11-27T00:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-27T00:44:08.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i had such a hectic weekend that i just wanna plop down on my bed and sleep till there's no tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;When we're together,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;We're together,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;There's no tomorrow,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;No Tomorrow.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;When we're together&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;There's no one in the world&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;but you and me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Just you and me.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;You and me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No Tomorrow. Orson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had my aceh trip simulation camp and it was madness. seriously madness.&lt;br /&gt;we had games after games. and EVERY EVERY EVERY games come with a learning point.&lt;br /&gt;it's not those cheesy kind of learning points like teamwork or whatsoever.&lt;br /&gt;it was in-depth, sensible, meaningful but too much of it makes it seem so much like a drudgery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the HIGHLIGHT is the "midnight joke".&lt;br /&gt;they (the facilitator) happily woke us up at 3.23AM for an earthquake simulation exercise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;YOU KNOW HOW EARLY IT WAS? AND HOW LATE WAS THE LIGHTS OFF?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had activities till 12am yesterday k! from 10am-12am. and lights out was at 1am. then the bloody earthquake was at 3.23am and it didn't end until 4.30am!!&lt;br /&gt;so there were 12 in the camp (2 didn't stayover) and during the simulation, 1 was asked to be unconscious, 1 was having open bone protrusion and the other one was sick and unwell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright. i pretty know it was a drill (so i took it quite "calmly") until this guy (yinghuei) who took us quite a while to wake him up when roger (another person) shouted "earthquake!"&lt;br /&gt;so i thought he (yinghuei) was not in the act then he suddenly squatted down and everyone was crowding abt him and i thought he was &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;REALLY SICK &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;and it was only after a while when the rest gave him water (just some dummy water bottle) that i know he was faking it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn. i was damn scared and lost i tell you.&lt;br /&gt;argh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i was up in level 2 to help the guys bring the unconscious girl down.&lt;br /&gt;and HAHA!, we don't know how to use a stretcher. it was pretty dumb lah!&lt;br /&gt;but anyway, instead of having 2 pple to bring the girl down, we used like 7 pple. HAHA! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think the rest of the pple think i am a bloody bimbo.&lt;br /&gt;when they asked me what i feel towards the simulation exercise and i just blantly said,&lt;br /&gt;"oh. some midnight joke."&lt;br /&gt;then everyone gave me that ERMMMM look.&lt;br /&gt;so i said,&lt;br /&gt;"oh! but it was a GREAT simulation exercise"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. at that moment in time i was quite off-form. it was 4.45 IN THE MORNING K!&lt;br /&gt;and i was having stomachache, must be the icecream at night!! )):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we went back and i finally fell asleep at 5-ish after the temple nearby cant stop chiming its bells. oh! but i woke up at 6.45am to bathe and cook breakfast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I FLIPPED MY FRENCH TOAST! I FLIPPED IT OVER BY FLIPPING THE PAN!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, everything is not so bad as it sounds. i just needed to rant.&lt;br /&gt;seriously, i learnt a lot. service-learning, strategy planning, teamwork, bonding, tuckman's model of teamwork (&lt;em&gt;forming, storming, norming, dissolving&lt;/em&gt;) and so much more.&lt;br /&gt;i got to interact with people of my age (there is 5 j2s. 4 from hc and one more is me!) and also working adults.&lt;br /&gt;talking to adults can be actually quite interesting. you see their job scope, their desire to be young again, their depth, their sensibility, their experiences.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after camp was sleep :D i needa catch up with my beauty sleep!&lt;br /&gt;after sleep was bbq at kai's (minister of hospitality) place.&lt;br /&gt;it was madness. the esco reunite :D&lt;br /&gt;ahaha. musical evening tomorrow ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright i need to sleep. i've to wake up early to draw shoes.&lt;br /&gt;shall end off with a very formal picture of our esco&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5846/228/1600/69458/esco.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5846/228/400/911414/esco.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;esco 2006.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;not in picture: lisa lee. loh shuzk meng&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;WHAHAHA! WE LOOKED SO FORMAL! A PIECE OF CRAP MAN! HAAHAH! LOVESSS!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5758654-116455944865738785?l=storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com/feeds/116455944865738785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5758654&amp;postID=116455944865738785&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758654/posts/default/116455944865738785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758654/posts/default/116455944865738785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-had-such-hectic-weekend-that-i-just.html' title=''/><author><name>annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17258080479874175155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5758654.post-116438195742260785</id><published>2006-11-24T23:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-24T23:27:37.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>camp tomorrow :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i officially love love haji lane ((:&lt;br /&gt;do go haji lane too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and some uncle at bussorah road thought i was from nafa.&lt;br /&gt;just because i was carrying an artfriend's plastic bag??&lt;br /&gt;but that's not the point cos' his shop is UBERRRR COOL!&lt;br /&gt;antique ibanez amplifier lah!! MY GOODNESS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we also went to this cafe, blue oasis and v incent ng been there before!! got his picture!&lt;br /&gt;anw, the uncle happily gave us his namecard which writes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;parties, events, photography, internet, art, pilates, yoga, meditation, smoothies, jacuzzi, cafe, lifestyle, wine, volunteerism, creative space.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;most prob is what their shop offer but me and chock concluded that it's just a shop for them to spend their retirement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh. i think my bro rocks :D&lt;br /&gt;and my new hairdresser rocks too ((: she's so tender and careful ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my weekend is totally burnt! AND MONDAY IS PERFORMANCE DAY! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5758654-116438195742260785?l=storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com/feeds/116438195742260785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5758654&amp;postID=116438195742260785&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758654/posts/default/116438195742260785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758654/posts/default/116438195742260785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com/2006/11/camp-tomorrow-d-and-i-officially-love.html' title=''/><author><name>annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17258080479874175155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5758654.post-116433763201775580</id><published>2006-11-24T10:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-24T11:07:12.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>post alevels is actually quite tiring. especially post-alevels-pre-prom period.&lt;br /&gt;and i officially hate vivocity. the crowd NEVER STOPS.&lt;br /&gt;it seeps from weekend to weekdays then to weekends again.&lt;br /&gt;argh. and it makes my blood boil when a thousand pple crowd around me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday's alumni band was such a success for my 2004 batch even though now i could barely play any high notes. oh yes, we will be performing for crescent's musical evening at esplanade&lt;br /&gt;ESPLANADE LEH!!! MY GOODNESS! C RESCENT AT ESPLANADE! FIRST TIME!&lt;br /&gt;i'm sorry lil jnr enjia. we depend on that old old senior to whack for us! HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ystd was madness too. i ate and ate and ate.&lt;br /&gt;korean food. thai noodles at foodcourt. supper at redhill market.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA! i seriously love my batch :D&lt;br /&gt;and i hateeeeeee eunice's friend. he calls our rojak clique "the seven nuns" cos' apparently no guys want us lah.&lt;br /&gt;damn. but we all conclude that we are moving on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;WE NEED TO MOVE ON! I NEED TO FULFILL THE 2.1 REPLACEMENT RATE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-whines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh. and i love chinatown and all other heritage places. kampong glam and little india.&lt;br /&gt;i think singapore is in need of all these places.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAJI LANE LATERRR! WHOOOOPPEEE! :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5758654-116433763201775580?l=storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com/feeds/116433763201775580/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5758654&amp;postID=116433763201775580&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758654/posts/default/116433763201775580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758654/posts/default/116433763201775580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com/2006/11/post-alevels-is-actually-quite-tiring.html' title=''/><author><name>annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17258080479874175155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5758654.post-116411297161350744</id><published>2006-11-21T20:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-21T20:42:52.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>it's finally ending :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;when the alevels just keep going and going,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the end suddenly seems so wonderful :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ALL THE WAY GUYS! &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;IT'S A FINE LINE BETWEEN CAGED AND LIBERATION NOW!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;goong ended today ((: it's such a sweet ending&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;AND THIS IS A GOOD SIGN!!&lt;/span&gt; cos' my mugging sessions officially end today ((:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;in retrospect, this 2 yrs worth of mugging, exams, playing, ponning lessons is definitely a long walk for all of us. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;learning physically, emotionally and definitely spiritually.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;thank God for all these ((:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But they that wait upon the LORD shall renew their strength; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;they shall mount up with wings as eagles; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;they shall run, and not be weary; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;and they shall walk, and not faint.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Isaiah 40:31 (King James Version)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;anyway, another good news for today :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/5846/228/400/317813/me%20and%20guan.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY LOW GUAN YOU!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;being 18 is fun cos' i am an 18 too :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;so peeps, remember to bring school tie to school tomorrow! we must end with a &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BLAST!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;ALL THE WAYYYYYYY! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5758654-116411297161350744?l=storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com/feeds/116411297161350744/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5758654&amp;postID=116411297161350744&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758654/posts/default/116411297161350744'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758654/posts/default/116411297161350744'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com/2006/11/its-finally-ending-d-when-alevels-just.html' title=''/><author><name>annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17258080479874175155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5758654.post-116386477072895025</id><published>2006-11-18T23:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-18T23:46:10.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i had such a looooooonnnnnnnnnng day today!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went down to help mrs goh to sell schoolbags today. mad was late lah.&lt;br /&gt;so we have to run from the mrt station to the school&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;AND DO YOU KNOW HOWWWWW FAR IT IS?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;and i talked so much my colleague said i talked "machiam machine gun"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quote unquote. i hope madddy had fun :D&lt;br /&gt;so many kidss! lovelove! i fell in love with this bespectacled boy and his sister :D&lt;br /&gt;me and mad then cabbed down to crescent for alumni band.&lt;br /&gt;and it was so tiring cos' we haven had lunch yet and were TOTALLY FAMISHED!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after alumni, went down to trinity church with grace and yy for their worship service.&lt;br /&gt;it's like sis' church. sing sing sing and raise your hands.&lt;br /&gt;i finally rem the song that i've learnt at guan's church!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;i've no other gods before you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;with all my heart.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;with all my mind.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;with all my soul&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love lilian. she's still the same.&lt;br /&gt;the lilian who always says the most sensible, most comforting things.&lt;br /&gt;thank God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;humans are so static yet so filled with changes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, my affairde, i will be praying for you still :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then had dinner with the weirdest bunch of pple.hahaha! don't kill me.&lt;br /&gt;they make the most pun-y and weirdest comments and they behave so differently from those guys that i hang out with (looks at khairi and guan. shakes head)&lt;br /&gt;i think even ser ping was a little shocked by all these &lt;em&gt;CREATIVE COMMENTS&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;wierd wierd. still chanting.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and my affair de can'tttttt stop eating. we eat and eat and eat and eat.&lt;br /&gt;and it was my first meal for the day and my stomach really could get it. so i sorta regurgitated.'&lt;br /&gt;so full lah. rice. stingray. kangkong. satay. rice cake. teh tarik. island creamery. polky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I SAW THIS REALLY CUTE BABY! HIS NAME IS TIMOTHY! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he ran over to me and shouted "JIEJIE!!"&lt;br /&gt;it was magical. exhilarating. pleasing and heartwarming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh! i think i am weird.&lt;br /&gt;whenever i passed by my hse's playground when walking home,&lt;br /&gt;if i hear any kids' laughters, I WILL LAUGH TO MYSELF!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HOW WEIRD AM I!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. alright. what a loooooonng loooong day. i need a insonmia-less night )):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5758654-116386477072895025?l=storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com/feeds/116386477072895025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5758654&amp;postID=116386477072895025&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758654/posts/default/116386477072895025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758654/posts/default/116386477072895025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-had-such-looooooonnnnnnnnnng-day.html' title=''/><author><name>annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17258080479874175155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5758654.post-116377854204923213</id><published>2006-11-17T23:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T23:49:02.150+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>does a lively nightlife make you a more interesting and happening person?&lt;br /&gt;and if you don't does it make you boring and uninteresting?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've no idea. i guess it's the companionship that makes an activity interesting.&lt;br /&gt;so if i do go, it's definitely with those i enjoyed being with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and chewy concluded that it's a fine line between self-delusion and self-satisfaction.&lt;br /&gt;afterall, it's a fine line between a lot of stuff in life isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;unseen was fine today. in fact a poem that we have in our pc book came out.&lt;br /&gt;'ozymandiacs' or something but i didnt do that poem with whitby so i did a poem by mr lee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm. next paper on wed.&lt;br /&gt;say 'break' to the weekends :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it really matters this little to me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5758654-116377854204923213?l=storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com/feeds/116377854204923213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=5758654&amp;postID=116377854204923213&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758654/posts/default/116377854204923213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/5758654/posts/default/116377854204923213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://storybehinda-scar.blogspot.com/2006/11/does-lively-nightlife-make-you-more.html' title=''/><author><name>annie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17258080479874175155</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
