<?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-2578255418300121645</id><updated>2011-09-30T04:46:30.631-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my  life</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://it-was-part-of-life.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2578255418300121645/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://it-was-part-of-life.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2578255418300121645/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>zhenyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973135490501015149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/SLwBBbv217I/AAAAAAAAAAU/D1KITrUbnso/S220/1_944355143s.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>305</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2578255418300121645.post-3924722664224880771</id><published>2010-12-23T07:33:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-25T05:41:43.513-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ONE DAY MR A GF COME ACROSS MR A WEB.. HE WROTE ......................................&lt;br /&gt;SO MR A GF WAS TRYING HARD TO BE VERY UNDERSTANDING AND TRYING HARD NOT DO THE STUFFS THAT HE DOESNT LIKE..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5MONTHS HAVE ALREADY PAST..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OUT OF STUDDEN MR B POP OUT.. MR B IS MR A GF FRIEND..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ONE DAY MR B SPEAK TO MR A GF ABOUT SOME STUFFS BUT MR A GF WAS DAY DREAMING SO SHE DID NOT HEARD WHAT MR B HAVE SAID..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO AFTER MR B FINISH HIS SENTENCE AND GAVE A FACIAL EXPRESSION OF Y SHE DONT WANT REPLY?? MAYBE A KIND IF SAD FACE??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO WHEN SHE TURN AND SAW MR C FACIAL EXPRESSION, SHE FELT SAD.. SHE, HERSELF DOSNT KNOW WHY SHE FELT SAD TOO..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A FEW DAYS LATER, MR A GF ASKED MR B ABOUT HIS RELATIONSHIP STUFFS THEN MR B BLAH BLAH BLAH AND HE SAID HE HATE THOSE KIND OF GIRL BECAUSE OF STUDY AND BREAK OFF HER OWN RELATIONSHIP AND FRIENDS..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALTHOUGH IT IS NON OF MR A GF BUSINESS BUT SHE TRIED NOT TO BACK OFF FROM HIS GROUP.. BECAUSE SHE DOESNT WANT PEOPLE TO HATE HER..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE END..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LASTLY, MR A GF WOULD LIKE TO TELL MR B THAT SHE CANT GAVE UP A 5MONTHS PLUS RELATIONSHIP AND TO BE WITH YOU.. IT WILL BE VERY UNFAIR TO THE INNOCENT MR A..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="shoutOutMsg"&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt;&gt; 每段爱情的开始总是甜蜜的，只是到后来就有了厌煩、懷疑、離弃、和交惡！開始時，妳曾经多麼渴望与 他长相厮守直到天荒地老！可是到后来，妳多么庆幸自己离开面目可憎，一無是處的他。奇怪的是，他並沒有改變，變的是彼此的心，就發生在那一秒。。。。。  曾几何时，妳以为不可失去的人，到后来，妳才明白，原来并非不可失去的。別讓慣性蒙蔽了愛情，愛情不是用時間養成慣性的結晶品！&lt;span class="eventTimeStamp"&gt; Mar 30, 02:43 AM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BEFORE EVERY LITTLE THING HAD STARTED MR A GF HAD ALREADY SAW ALL THIS, THATS WHY SHE IS TRYING HARD TO BE UNDERSTANDING.. BUT AT TIMES AND TIMES SHE FAIL TO DO SO..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what to do box her??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2578255418300121645-3924722664224880771?l=it-was-part-of-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2578255418300121645/posts/default/3924722664224880771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2578255418300121645/posts/default/3924722664224880771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://it-was-part-of-life.blogspot.com/2010/12/one-day-mr-gf-come-across-mr-web.html' title=''/><author><name>zhenyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973135490501015149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/SLwBBbv217I/AAAAAAAAAAU/D1KITrUbnso/S220/1_944355143s.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2578255418300121645.post-3919938674117059626</id><published>2010-12-23T05:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-23T05:27:38.087-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hi, i am using my mobile phone to update my blog.. isnt this cool?? haha.. :) this few days, i have going to gym with a bunch of great friends and playing badminton with my badminton best mates.. :) they are all awsom&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2578255418300121645-3919938674117059626?l=it-was-part-of-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2578255418300121645/posts/default/3919938674117059626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2578255418300121645/posts/default/3919938674117059626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://it-was-part-of-life.blogspot.com/2010/12/hi-i-am-using-my-mobile-phone-to-update.html' title=''/><author><name>zhenyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973135490501015149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/SLwBBbv217I/AAAAAAAAAAU/D1KITrUbnso/S220/1_944355143s.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2578255418300121645.post-6060403511506665934</id><published>2010-12-20T06:12:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-20T06:32:55.243-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hi, after enduring 3days of schooling and skipping school for 2 days then i am finally back in action!! :) skipped school on tuesday and i was resting at home for the whole day.  skipped school on friday too, when gym in the morning with my best friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saturday was another day resting at home and went over to the void deck to finish the un done homework then way back home at 10pm..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sunday, the poor girl which is me have to mop floor!! :( my hand hurts whenever i mop floor.  argh!! noon time, when over to the jelutung cc to book badminton court then off to north point with my mom.  then way back home.  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;monday and it is the first week of holiday.  :) but damn it need to do powerpoint and etc. went over to yio chu kang cc to play badminton today with yee hon, ah hong, jessie and her friends..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2578255418300121645-6060403511506665934?l=it-was-part-of-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2578255418300121645/posts/default/6060403511506665934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2578255418300121645/posts/default/6060403511506665934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://it-was-part-of-life.blogspot.com/2010/12/hi-after-enduring-3days-of-schooling.html' title=''/><author><name>zhenyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973135490501015149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/SLwBBbv217I/AAAAAAAAAAU/D1KITrUbnso/S220/1_944355143s.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2578255418300121645.post-4761288640870910815</id><published>2010-12-13T23:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-13T23:43:56.771-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/TQcfvw1LS7I/AAAAAAAAAi0/-u_a9ltIPRs/s1600/12122010115.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/TQcfvw1LS7I/AAAAAAAAAi0/-u_a9ltIPRs/s200/12122010115.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550439971179678642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, lets talk about something that will make my day great!!  :)  i will be on vacation next year 2jan2011 to genting!! wahahahaha!!  none the less,  next year maybe will be going Australia!!  wahahahaah!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2578255418300121645-4761288640870910815?l=it-was-part-of-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2578255418300121645/posts/default/4761288640870910815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2578255418300121645/posts/default/4761288640870910815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://it-was-part-of-life.blogspot.com/2010/12/ok-lets-talk-about-something-that-will.html' title=''/><author><name>zhenyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973135490501015149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/SLwBBbv217I/AAAAAAAAAAU/D1KITrUbnso/S220/1_944355143s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/TQcfvw1LS7I/AAAAAAAAAi0/-u_a9ltIPRs/s72-c/12122010115.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2578255418300121645.post-8987278355463112923</id><published>2010-12-13T23:34:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-13T23:40:21.319-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/TQceGrCtHPI/AAAAAAAAAis/D01ApAQ0WPE/s1600/01122010107.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/TQceGrCtHPI/AAAAAAAAAis/D01ApAQ0WPE/s200/01122010107.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550438165739543794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am here to vent my anger again!!  accounting sucks!!  lecture which teaches us accounting sucks!!  lecture has been teaching ultra fast!  slow learner like me totally dont understand what the hell is going on!!  guess what??  in just 1week, 3 days of accounting lessons we had learn 3 new things!!  ahem, excuse me!!  how to digest??  and lecture love to throw us alone to crack our head to do the questions by ourself and the main thing is we really dont know how to do the question and it is not from what we learn!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2578255418300121645-8987278355463112923?l=it-was-part-of-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2578255418300121645/posts/default/8987278355463112923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2578255418300121645/posts/default/8987278355463112923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://it-was-part-of-life.blogspot.com/2010/12/i-am-here-to-vent-my-anger-again.html' title=''/><author><name>zhenyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973135490501015149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/SLwBBbv217I/AAAAAAAAAAU/D1KITrUbnso/S220/1_944355143s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/TQceGrCtHPI/AAAAAAAAAis/D01ApAQ0WPE/s72-c/01122010107.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2578255418300121645.post-8040845894677995080</id><published>2010-12-13T23:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-13T23:33:08.145-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/TQcb2xTUcMI/AAAAAAAAAic/dTh-fdVhHDo/s1600/22112010098.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/TQcb2xTUcMI/AAAAAAAAAic/dTh-fdVhHDo/s200/22112010098.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550435693518680258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ever since last week, i have been making so much noise on facebook that i am in the holiday mood, i hate schooling and i hate SVE!!  for SVE i just screwed up my role play.  i am simply not interested in this module!!  it just sucks to the max, know y i hate this module??  because i score a B!!  and i have to re-take the whole module for the another 6 months.  seriously damn it.  it is not that i cant take it, the main reason is i find it ridiculous that i score a grade B and it was just few marks away from A and ta-dah i have to re-take the whole damn module.  seriously, no one in the world will like this!!  argh!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2578255418300121645-8040845894677995080?l=it-was-part-of-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2578255418300121645/posts/default/8040845894677995080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2578255418300121645/posts/default/8040845894677995080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://it-was-part-of-life.blogspot.com/2010/12/ever-since-last-week-i-have-been-making.html' title=''/><author><name>zhenyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973135490501015149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/SLwBBbv217I/AAAAAAAAAAU/D1KITrUbnso/S220/1_944355143s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/TQcb2xTUcMI/AAAAAAAAAic/dTh-fdVhHDo/s72-c/22112010098.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2578255418300121645.post-1550318497090402504</id><published>2010-12-13T23:14:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-13T23:23:37.670-08:00</updated><title type='text'>luck</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/TQcZWbqoYWI/AAAAAAAAAiU/mdTKxQ0Ne7Q/s1600/63280_1680329404412_1122855236_1806026_4464314_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 149px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/TQcZWbqoYWI/AAAAAAAAAiU/mdTKxQ0Ne7Q/s200/63280_1680329404412_1122855236_1806026_4464314_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550432938931806562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lucky, my friends` pet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;well, for those who know me knows that i am afraid of dog!!  i just find some dogs are stupid because they love to bark for nothing and their voice are so loud.  none the less, when i was young 1 mad dog chase after me.  =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for now, i am not afraid of lucky only.  because he is very obedient and which was not what i am expected to be like.  he is that kind you dont fool around me, i wont fool around you that kind.  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2578255418300121645-1550318497090402504?l=it-was-part-of-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2578255418300121645/posts/default/1550318497090402504'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2578255418300121645/posts/default/1550318497090402504'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://it-was-part-of-life.blogspot.com/2010/12/luck.html' title='luck'/><author><name>zhenyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973135490501015149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/SLwBBbv217I/AAAAAAAAAAU/D1KITrUbnso/S220/1_944355143s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/TQcZWbqoYWI/AAAAAAAAAiU/mdTKxQ0Ne7Q/s72-c/63280_1680329404412_1122855236_1806026_4464314_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2578255418300121645.post-2607520856569745484</id><published>2010-12-13T16:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-12-13T23:13:27.674-08:00</updated><title type='text'>rui zhen.. :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/TQcYhuXnlfI/AAAAAAAAAiM/7WTxzpbJ8DA/s1600/23112010099.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/TQcYhuXnlfI/AAAAAAAAAiM/7WTxzpbJ8DA/s200/23112010099.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550432033419269618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;ta-dah..&lt;br /&gt;thats my ite best-mate. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/TQcYhD_5vuI/AAAAAAAAAiE/VvUUKSfJavc/s1600/23112010100.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/TQcYhD_5vuI/AAAAAAAAAiE/VvUUKSfJavc/s200/23112010100.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550432022045507298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;get well soon!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/TQcYgwPis4I/AAAAAAAAAh8/rOy4seb4D1I/s1600/23112010101.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/TQcYgwPis4I/AAAAAAAAAh8/rOy4seb4D1I/s200/23112010101.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550432016742396802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i did wished you happy birthday&lt;br /&gt;*scroll down*&lt;br /&gt;you saw??&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2578255418300121645-2607520856569745484?l=it-was-part-of-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2578255418300121645/posts/default/2607520856569745484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2578255418300121645/posts/default/2607520856569745484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://it-was-part-of-life.blogspot.com/2010/12/rui-zhen.html' title='rui zhen.. :)'/><author><name>zhenyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973135490501015149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/SLwBBbv217I/AAAAAAAAAAU/D1KITrUbnso/S220/1_944355143s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/TQcYhuXnlfI/AAAAAAAAAiM/7WTxzpbJ8DA/s72-c/23112010099.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2578255418300121645.post-131856948555454604</id><published>2010-11-23T16:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-23T17:56:28.529-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>commercial back act as financial intermediaries (middlemen) between depositor and lends, &lt;div&gt;offer a wide rang of financial products and services. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the may serve personal or corporate clients.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;merchant banks provide a wide a rang of financial products and services to&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;business, communities, public institution and international borrowers and lender.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;they mainly serve corporate clients.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;financial companies are financial intermediaries (middlemen) and&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;they mobilise domestic saving for the provision of loans.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;they provide service on demand for there customer in SME and consumer enterprise.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;asset management company provide a unique investment service for their clients.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;they manage clients funds and investment portfolio.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;investment specialist constantly monitor the investment opportunities  and&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;help to mange the individual investment portfolio professionally.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;insurance company&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;they sell insurance products for life unexpected challenges.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the right coverage can help the insured and family from major financial loss due to death or unexpected events.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;there is demand on the products as insurance is essential to financial securities.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SGX offer a comprehensive and efficient infrastructure for raising capital and&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;for investors to transact and clearing of financial products.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;as a leading marketplace, the strive to continually innovate and&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;provide customer with convenient access and quality products.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;CDP is the clearing and depository house in singapore market.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;they provide integrated, efficient clearing and settlement facilities &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;aim at reducing risk and improve market efficiency.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;singapore credit bureau.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;like counterparts in the there country, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;singapore credit bureau,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;manage by the association banks in singapore,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;own by the banks,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;provide credit bureau on named individual for a fee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the second credit bureau was set up by DP information group in 2007.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;customers may also pay to obtain the reports on themselves,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and will not be able to see reports of others individual.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;MAS&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;banker to the government&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;as banker to the government, the MAS provide current accounts and &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;deposit facilities for the government.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;example : collecting proceeds taxes and make payments such as interest on government bonds.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;banker to the financial institutions&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bank and financial companies maintain current accounts with the MAS to satisfy the statutory reserve requirements.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;in the case of banks, the current accounts will be used for daily settlement of a net balances  arising among themselves from clearing of cheque.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;financial agent to the government&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it manage public debts and raising government loans both localing and internationally.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;supervisor to the financial institution&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the MAS administers the various act govern financial intermediaries example&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;banking act, financial company and insurance company&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;implementer in singapore monetary fiscal exchange rate policies&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the MAS is responsible to formulating and implementing the country monetary fiscal exchange rate policies in order to ensure the monetary stabilities  and sound financial structure.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;currency insurance&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it is a central bank.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the MAS administers the various act of  &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;statues&lt;/span&gt; and pertaining to money,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;bank, insurance, securities and financial sector of company in&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; general&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; unit 2&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;definition of international finance centre&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it is able to provide locally with a network established of financial institution, efficient market and wide range of financial services.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;functions of international finance centre&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;it attract domestic, regional and international flows of fund for trade and investment therefore promoting economic growth and financial development of country in region.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;contributions:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;stable currency&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cost competitiveness &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;excellent infrastructure&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;pro business environment&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;high living standards&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;full license bank are authorized to transact the whole range of banking business,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;both personal and corporate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;most full license banks have granted the Asian Currency Units license.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;DBS bank lte, ACU&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;full license bank are issued to local banks and some foreign banks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt; (DBS bank ltd, local&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;HL bank, foreign)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wholesale license bank&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2578255418300121645-131856948555454604?l=it-was-part-of-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2578255418300121645/posts/default/131856948555454604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2578255418300121645/posts/default/131856948555454604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://it-was-part-of-life.blogspot.com/2010/11/commercial-back-act-as-financial.html' title=''/><author><name>zhenyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973135490501015149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/SLwBBbv217I/AAAAAAAAAAU/D1KITrUbnso/S220/1_944355143s.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2578255418300121645.post-72802585461370363</id><published>2010-11-23T16:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-23T16:36:08.120-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY RUI ZHEN.. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2578255418300121645-72802585461370363?l=it-was-part-of-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2578255418300121645/posts/default/72802585461370363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2578255418300121645/posts/default/72802585461370363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://it-was-part-of-life.blogspot.com/2010/11/happy-birthday-rui-zhen.html' title=''/><author><name>zhenyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973135490501015149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/SLwBBbv217I/AAAAAAAAAAU/D1KITrUbnso/S220/1_944355143s.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2578255418300121645.post-1555441770705280795</id><published>2010-11-21T07:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-11-21T08:09:44.086-08:00</updated><title type='text'>diary</title><content type='html'>dear diary,&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;it has been such long time that i am in action to blog.  :) i am sorry for neglecting you.  well, what should i blog about?  actually, i have no idea what should i blog.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;exams&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;banking and finance exam approaching this coming wednesday and i shall bang the wall because i haven`t even study!!  the best part is accounting exam fall on december 3!!  ARGH!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;for accounting, at first i am kind of understand the disposal thingy already but then cher taught us so much just in 1 week.  how to digest??  any one tell me HOW!?  i am so stress up, everything just went screwed up!!  so confusing!!  ARGH!!  pui pui pui.  just feel like throwing  accounting book away.  argh, pui pui!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;badminton&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;CONGRATS TO ME BECAUSE I HAVE LOST THE INTEREST IN BADMINTON!  do you know something??  to re-train back the skill was so damn difficult!!  :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;maybe i shall try to play new sports.  not forgetting, i am going to get myself a volleyball.  wahahaha!!&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;i&gt;to one of my friend, not in ite.  so be dont be so sensitive!!  please dont contact me!! CAUTION! my volcano will be bursting anytime!! &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2578255418300121645-1555441770705280795?l=it-was-part-of-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2578255418300121645/posts/default/1555441770705280795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2578255418300121645/posts/default/1555441770705280795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://it-was-part-of-life.blogspot.com/2010/11/diary.html' title='diary'/><author><name>zhenyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973135490501015149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/SLwBBbv217I/AAAAAAAAAAU/D1KITrUbnso/S220/1_944355143s.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2578255418300121645.post-2526781512240248989</id><published>2010-09-25T02:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-10-03T03:13:56.022-07:00</updated><title type='text'>2 weeks</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Last tuesday.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;happily staying at home, sleeping like a pig till noon time.  =.=&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last wednesday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/TKhALVqc-9I/AAAAAAAAAhs/KU0Z2jlVAck/s200/22092010050.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523735506507856850" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;done this heart shape by myself and&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;christina did a weird star also rui zhen did a love shape too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It is mid autumn festival!!  wohoo.  last year, din`t get the chance to meet up with secondary school-mates!!  ARGH!!  so this year, how nice that mr terrence organize the whole damn thing and it was awesome!! after all, i like the tea the most and jun kang super lame jokes.  the best part was we don`t have to pay much.  hahahahah!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;there is a little secret to share, after i went for the BBQ that my badminton captain organized.  hohohoho.  for once, i pay 23bucks for BBQ thats it.   sorry, i won`t turn up again.   hahaha.  :X so expensive, puke.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;last time, i hate to eat moon-cake but as time past i fond on moon-cake.  =.= especially, the durian favour!!  oh my!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last thursday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Had lunch with rui zhen at sun plaza, kopitiam.  i have totally fond on the bian mian!!  it is super delicious!!  yump yump!!  after lunch went over to christina block to meet up with her and three of us went back to our secondary school to collect the blue certificate.  puke, i totally hate that school man!!  the only 2 things that i like was the mee soto with lots of chilli and their piano.  :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;after collecting the blue certificate, i decided to play table tennis.  well, due to some unpredictable stuffs so we cancel the table tennis game.  then way back home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last friday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Badminton session with yee hon, aaron, daniel, fu long, ah hong, jessie and her friend.  had a great time and also train we aaron for the up coming competition, mix doubles.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;a unknow uncle join us for badminton.  wa kao eh, nearly faint**  we make that uncle run, that uncle also make us run.  =.=  not bad.. lols..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last saturday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WORKING.  totally, sucks to the core!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Last sunday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Work for half day then went back home by myself.  =.=  i din`t get my pay.  its okay, put it as i do charity work for my parents.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Monday!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Play table tennis with yihong, terrence and weiching.  suddenly, have the feeling to ton outside.  the 3 of us went to terrence house ton we played mahjong, poker cards and chit chat about our secondary school life.  make us laugh out loud!  haha.  sleep for 3 hours and way back home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tuesday!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;When back home in the morning from terrence house together with weiching.  chit chat for a short while and had breakfast together then way back home. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wednesday!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Badminton session at yio chu kang community centre.  together with aaron, daniel, yee hon and fu long.  had a great time, fooling around again.  lols.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i think aaron can`t stand me.  hahaha.  aaron always call me siao za bo when i start laughing.  because i think i laugh non stop that kind.  hahha.  i think rui zhen also can`t stand me cause whenever in school i would always out of sudden laugh out.  hahaha.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i also find it funny when aaron say 'siao-eh, siao-eh, blah blah blah'.  it sounds so funny.  hahaha..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thursday!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Badminton session again at the same place and same time.  this time round only have jessie, yee hon, aaron and i.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Friday!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Badminton training at chua chu kang ITE. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/TKhLkltSunI/AAAAAAAAAh0/EaAq-LRQLCU/s200/02102010051.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523748034939370098" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OH MY GOD!  badminton tournament!  so nervous so nervous!!  aaron and i kill all the junior and lose the final match to xiao di di and mei mei.  =.= totally, hate their proud attitude!!  ARGH!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wake up at 1pm, surf net went out to book court!&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;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2578255418300121645-2526781512240248989?l=it-was-part-of-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2578255418300121645/posts/default/2526781512240248989'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2578255418300121645/posts/default/2526781512240248989'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://it-was-part-of-life.blogspot.com/2010/09/tuesday-stay-at-home-wednesday-mooncake.html' title='2 weeks'/><author><name>zhenyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973135490501015149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/SLwBBbv217I/AAAAAAAAAAU/D1KITrUbnso/S220/1_944355143s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/TKhALVqc-9I/AAAAAAAAAhs/KU0Z2jlVAck/s72-c/22092010050.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2578255418300121645.post-5480942209150630612</id><published>2010-09-19T23:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-19T23:53:09.918-07:00</updated><title type='text'>tio attitude by zi ji ren</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/TJb9VRrDKxI/AAAAAAAAAhk/7D0mT2dz_jU/s1600/05092010035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/TJb9VRrDKxI/AAAAAAAAAhk/7D0mT2dz_jU/s200/05092010035.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5518876935352167186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;after so many weeks without CCA, our skill totally went rusty.  we play lot of matches today.  single, double, mix double and etc.  i come across this young man and he is actually few years younger than us, i think.  he had a proud attitude, none the less playful.  he came and challenge me by playing a single game.  oh my god, of cos i will take up the challenge and bring it on man.  lols.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;although, i loss the match by 3point but i am totally satisfied because i made him run around the court, tacker on his backhand and smack.  every time, i smack almost kena his body know.  so shag.  if kena his body i would laugh! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my advise to him.  hey, young man you have the mind set on how to play the game but there are a lot more for you to go through and learn.  don`t be too proud because strong player met you, i think you would be trash.  haha.  and you must have basic courtesy like end of the match it is a must to shack hand.  if you think you have great skill now and i can tell you that you are totally wrong.  badminton is not an easy game alright.  shall stop my advise here.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;saturday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;last night, weiching ring up my cell phone.  asking me would i like to work for one day and so on.  then i say ok as i only have to work for one day only.  why not??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;suppose have to reach there by 4pm but i went early together with weiching.  reach there boss say no pay no pay.  i just hack care her and think positive.  i told myself its ok i am here to do charity work lor and i told myself i will never come back and work for her again!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;after work, i got my pay and boss actually pay me extra!  oh my god.  through out the whole day she was like unhappy of me la!  hack care, pay extra just take and never go back again!  haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and seriously F&amp;amp;B job is not what i would like to work in future!  eh, who else know maybe i would be an entrepreneur?!  haha.  SME&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;* actually, i very angry!! tamada tio attitude by zi ji ren!! never will i work with her again! i am just enduring because i don`t wish to quarrel so much like secondary school time.  caution when it comes to a limit of mine i will burst.  at this point of time, the only thing i could say is i am sorry.  as most of your know my temper and i just can`t get rid of my hot temper!! *&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sunday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;came back from work at 3am in the morning.  whooo, damn tired!  so i actually sleep for the whole day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;monday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;suppose going cycling with itemates but i am not going!  hahaha!! your enjoy yourself.  :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2578255418300121645-5480942209150630612?l=it-was-part-of-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2578255418300121645/posts/default/5480942209150630612'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2578255418300121645/posts/default/5480942209150630612'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://it-was-part-of-life.blogspot.com/2010/09/tio-attitude-by-zi-ji-ren.html' title='tio attitude by zi ji ren'/><author><name>zhenyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973135490501015149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/SLwBBbv217I/AAAAAAAAAAU/D1KITrUbnso/S220/1_944355143s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/TJb9VRrDKxI/AAAAAAAAAhk/7D0mT2dz_jU/s72-c/05092010035.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2578255418300121645.post-7359534447692252098</id><published>2010-09-16T07:54:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-16T07:59:31.231-07:00</updated><title type='text'>black black soup</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/TJIv9t94TzI/AAAAAAAAAhc/tUagLHYv3EQ/s1600/16092010050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/TJIv9t94TzI/AAAAAAAAAhc/tUagLHYv3EQ/s200/16092010050.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517525230839942962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;* sry, this picture look gross*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;well,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;this the black black soup that mommy will cook every week!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;T_T &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;gonna faint****&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2578255418300121645-7359534447692252098?l=it-was-part-of-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2578255418300121645/posts/default/7359534447692252098'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2578255418300121645/posts/default/7359534447692252098'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://it-was-part-of-life.blogspot.com/2010/09/black-black-soup.html' title='black black soup'/><author><name>zhenyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973135490501015149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/SLwBBbv217I/AAAAAAAAAAU/D1KITrUbnso/S220/1_944355143s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/TJIv9t94TzI/AAAAAAAAAhc/tUagLHYv3EQ/s72-c/16092010050.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2578255418300121645.post-2988566309838203048</id><published>2010-09-16T04:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-16T06:50:16.308-07:00</updated><title type='text'>haunted</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/TJIekk6Cj1I/AAAAAAAAAhU/4nw5JBFx4N0/s1600/16092010048.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/TJIekk6Cj1I/AAAAAAAAAhU/4nw5JBFx4N0/s200/16092010048.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517506107213516626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Wednesday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;its holiday!! hooray!! :)  woke up in the early morning, meet rui zhen at the 406 bus stop.  suppose weiching will be joining us but she wanna go swimming tomorrow together with jaslyn.  zzz.  so rui zhen and i took a bus 856 to yishun and walk to the yishun swimming complex.  while we are about to reach there i saw the sky was so dark.  oh, it is going to rain soon.  while we are about to reach yishun mrt station the rain pour down!!!  argh!!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;so decided to caught a movie at causeway as there is nothing for us to do.  most of the shop haven`t start their business yet because we reach there too early.  so we found a seat and get our butt seated there and start chatting to each other while waiting for the shops to start their business.  we actually chatted for two hours.  haha.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;after two hours,  all the shops start their business already.  we went to see is there any movie for us to watch but none caught our eyes.  then we headed back to sembawang for lunch.  after lunch and way back home.  :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/TJIWG6WOH0I/AAAAAAAAAg8/5NXYqitZpb0/s200/15092010043.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517496801479761730" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;look so scary if someone actually pop&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; out from the door there!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/TJIWGj004zI/AAAAAAAAAg0/HwlUcDwL8ig/s200/15092010042.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517496795434115890" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;1&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/TJIWGC-d62I/AAAAAAAAAgs/SP650Ff4ieU/s1600/15092010041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/TJIWGC-d62I/AAAAAAAAAgs/SP650Ff4ieU/s200/15092010041.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517496786616183650" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;2&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/TJIWF-zvtsI/AAAAAAAAAgk/iFyqIo4TJgw/s200/15092010040.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517496785497470658" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;without lights causeway point look like it was haunted!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/TJIeNnqWW0I/AAAAAAAAAhM/4Wbp6FiLIg4/s200/16092010049.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5517505712816020290" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;* yeah!! sun burn!*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Thursday!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;woke up in the early morning as weiching date jaslyn sis and i to go swimming.  as it has been years that we when swimming together!!  but she did not turn up!!  so jaslyn sis and i went swimming together.  :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;had a great time chatting with her.  a short message for you also.  jia you!!  then we went back to sun plaza kopitiam for lunch.  ba bian is the best!! :)  i decided to go weiching house and look for her.  then blah blah blah.  way back home.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;i give myself trouble!zzz.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2578255418300121645-2988566309838203048?l=it-was-part-of-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2578255418300121645/posts/default/2988566309838203048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2578255418300121645/posts/default/2988566309838203048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://it-was-part-of-life.blogspot.com/2010/09/haunted.html' title='haunted'/><author><name>zhenyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973135490501015149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/SLwBBbv217I/AAAAAAAAAAU/D1KITrUbnso/S220/1_944355143s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/TJIekk6Cj1I/AAAAAAAAAhU/4nw5JBFx4N0/s72-c/16092010048.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2578255418300121645.post-6215709213318226250</id><published>2010-09-14T04:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-14T08:16:00.373-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hmmmm</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/TI-B5chWMZI/AAAAAAAAAgc/jmeGLuOIqwQ/s1600/05092010034.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/TI-B5chWMZI/AAAAAAAAAgc/jmeGLuOIqwQ/s200/05092010034.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516770892460732818" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;kind of going crazy over today accounting test!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;last saturday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i din`t work but i went out to distress by playing table tennis with a bunch of great friends.  :)  my motive is to sweat it out but i only sweat a little bit.  well, it is better than nothing.   never mind i had a great time laughing out loud by mr ang lame jokes!!  :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;last sunday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;having a hard time memorizing the whole BE units.  it is confirm plus chop killing me!! serve me right actually because i would always study at the very last minute. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;monday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BE final exams.  seated for the test at 10am and ended at 1.30pm. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;before going for the exam i give up studying for it because i can`t get a single @#!$% into my mind.  during, exam i just feel like vomiting.  too stress up by so much by those theory!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;after exam, :) a sense of relief man!!  then headed to J8 for lunch.  tong kuai chi yi chan and fighting for tomorrow accounting final exam!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tuesady.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;accounting final exam,  &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 18px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-weight: bold; line-height: 23px; "&gt;哭吧, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 18px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-weight: bold; line-height: 23px; "&gt;哭吧, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 18px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-weight: bold; line-height: 23px; "&gt;哭吧,!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); line-height: 23px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;:'(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 18px; color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-weight: bold; line-height: 23px; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 23px; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;i am wondering who is the setter??  eh, you have something wrong or you did error on the paper??  what you have set is not in what we have study you know??  or was it ITE higher nitec certificate is hard to get??  or you trying to see who is smarter??  come on, even it is smarter also need to experience this type of questions before what!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 23px; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="line-height: 23px; font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;totally, when mad during exam.  IMH ah, i coming after you know!!  i laugh during exam, my brain wire totally when the wrong way!!  T_Tll  i think i will fail this paper.  :'(  this time round god also can`t save me!! =.=  hai hai hai hai hai!!!  i wish just pass by 50marks will do.  :'(  this will pull down my GPA,  wan da le!! :'(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;----------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this a short message to a friend of mine!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my dear,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt; wei ching!! :) i am glad that you have made changes in your life, attitude, character and etc.  i like to way you are now.  :)  look like a girl now!!  please keep the same and improve yourself!! i will support you all the way!! need help or etc come and find me i will be your listening ear but paiseh i no money one hor!! hehe..  i am sorry about the past.  hmm, childish things i did.  i will treasure you as a best friend more!! haha.  so please don`t be like the past hor!!  cause Singaporean cannot be praise leh.  hahaha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;and and&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ah cao zhen hao, jia you!! :)  i will there for you!! (: i give you some tips tomorrow.. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/TI-A1qbWHMI/AAAAAAAAAgU/l03uwu1_jho/s1600/08092010036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/TI-A1qbWHMI/AAAAAAAAAgU/l03uwu1_jho/s200/08092010036.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516769727962553538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;this my favorite soft toy and this pooh bear is indeed huge!!  which everyday fall down from my lovely bed.  haha!!  he is with me ever since my 16birthday.  :)  actually, it was a birthday gift i request.  hehehee.  hmm, thanks.  i don`t keep it well and also never clean it but it is not turning black.  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/TI99gBUYnKI/AAAAAAAAAgM/1h5Vj39LtJk/s200/12092010039.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516766057615367330" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;* this my current favorite bubble tea :) *&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;alright, this my current favorite bubble tea drink which is kiwi green tea.  it actually taste better with mini pearls but own choice.  :)  i have try my favorite drink at sun plaza sweet talk and neighborhood shop.  it taste sweet, even green TEA is sweet.  except for bishan J8 sweet talk.  J8 sweet talk, kiwi green tea it the best i ever drink!! :)  i really taste the green tea which taste a little bit bitter and it were not like the previous that i have tried.  their were so sweet but i still buy it almost everyday because i fond on it.  this the reason why mommy nag everyday but i do drink lots of home boiling water everyday.  :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/TI94Ku4_HMI/AAAAAAAAAgE/twwAWPgHb1c/s200/14092010039.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516760194333220034" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;ahem, this my water bottle.  well, i know it is cheap-skate to have a free gift from KFC but who cares?!  everyday, i get to drink lots of water at home.  &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;reason is because i drink too much sweet drinks and i had not been exercise for more than two weeks.  :(  also mommy nag everyday because i fond on bubble tea!!  mommy nag so much until i had a horrible dream.  i dream that i ate a sweet which is transparent in colour and it is 100% make of sugar.  can u imagine that it was so sweet?  the next day when i woke up i feel so horrible and disgust by this dream from that on i will drinking lots of water!!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hmm, i would like to lead to a healthy like style rather than having so much health problem.  so for those lazy pigS out there remember to drink lots of water and at the same time it is good for health also!!  in my own opinion, home boiling water is the best of all!! :)  hmm, if your forgot to bring along water bottle out and if your would like to buy plain water.  i advise your to drink pure drinking water.  :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;the choice is yours and remember to lead a healthy life style.  &amp;amp;&amp;amp;  work life balance is a need to strike a healthy balance between your job and personal responsibilities!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/TI92Y4zfdSI/AAAAAAAAAf8/ZOt9fNZQ4m8/s1600/14092010040.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/TI92Y4zfdSI/AAAAAAAAAf8/ZOt9fNZQ4m8/s200/14092010040.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5516758238489441570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;remember the previous post i mention that my mommy brought  a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;small little hampers as a hari ra ya gift to my neighbor?  :)  well, this a return give from my neighbor!!  hope 10 years down the road we still have a great relationship with my neighbor.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/2578255418300121645-6215709213318226250?l=it-was-part-of-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2578255418300121645/posts/default/6215709213318226250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2578255418300121645/posts/default/6215709213318226250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://it-was-part-of-life.blogspot.com/2010/09/hmmmm.html' title='hmmmm'/><author><name>zhenyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973135490501015149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/SLwBBbv217I/AAAAAAAAAAU/D1KITrUbnso/S220/1_944355143s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/TI-B5chWMZI/AAAAAAAAAgc/jmeGLuOIqwQ/s72-c/05092010034.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2578255418300121645.post-8025899889192392883</id><published>2010-09-07T01:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-07T02:12:34.410-07:00</updated><title type='text'>injured my foot during sw lessons.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/TIX-ub4MGJI/AAAAAAAAAfs/N9w8x4gXJvQ/s1600/07092010035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/TIX-ub4MGJI/AAAAAAAAAfs/N9w8x4gXJvQ/s200/07092010035.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514093392495909010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;( saw the red red thing, that i pointed at??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*sry, this picture is gross* )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;During S&amp;amp;W lessons we played hockey.  when i was about to run and chase the hockey ball, don`t know whose hockey stick pop out and i fall!!  it just happened too fast and i don`t know whose hockey stick is!!!!???  this person so careless la!!  T__T  now, i have to suffer the pain.  ok, i am strong and have to strong!! :D not pain!! :) but in fact !@#$%^&amp;amp;* very pain leh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;so last night, i told my mommy i injured my foot.  :(  so she helped me to rub at the injured area.  while mommy rub at the injured area i was shouting also laughing.  your must be thinking why am i laughing right??  because it is so itchy!! i shout until don`t know what kind of mad girl.  haha.  so painful.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2578255418300121645-8025899889192392883?l=it-was-part-of-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2578255418300121645/posts/default/8025899889192392883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2578255418300121645/posts/default/8025899889192392883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://it-was-part-of-life.blogspot.com/2010/09/injured-my-foot-during-sw-lessons.html' title='injured my foot during sw lessons.'/><author><name>zhenyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973135490501015149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/SLwBBbv217I/AAAAAAAAAAU/D1KITrUbnso/S220/1_944355143s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/TIX-ub4MGJI/AAAAAAAAAfs/N9w8x4gXJvQ/s72-c/07092010035.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2578255418300121645.post-7264561989413023481</id><published>2010-09-05T04:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-05T04:43:46.956-07:00</updated><title type='text'>bear bear</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/TIOCN-Gb1gI/AAAAAAAAAfc/AACkFSpsShc/s1600/05092010031.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/TIOCN-Gb1gI/AAAAAAAAAfc/AACkFSpsShc/s200/05092010031.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513393545351517698" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;BEAR BEAR DO YOU MISS ME?? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;hmm, lets see..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;yes or no.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;:P&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2578255418300121645-7264561989413023481?l=it-was-part-of-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2578255418300121645/posts/default/7264561989413023481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2578255418300121645/posts/default/7264561989413023481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://it-was-part-of-life.blogspot.com/2010/09/bear-bear-do-you-miss-me-hmm-lets-see.html' title='bear bear'/><author><name>zhenyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973135490501015149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/SLwBBbv217I/AAAAAAAAAAU/D1KITrUbnso/S220/1_944355143s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/TIOCN-Gb1gI/AAAAAAAAAfc/AACkFSpsShc/s72-c/05092010031.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2578255418300121645.post-1883618967863843132</id><published>2010-09-05T02:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-05T05:10:33.797-07:00</updated><title type='text'>where to vent my anger??</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/TIOInjg5mUI/AAAAAAAAAfk/eyIQyvcfG9c/s1600/05092010033.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/TIOInjg5mUI/AAAAAAAAAfk/eyIQyvcfG9c/s200/05092010033.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513400581961128258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#0000EE;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;yesterday, i am so angry!!  for this year it was my second time been so angry!!  the first time was because of the malay girl, she suck to the max man!!  lousy attitude and character that she have!!  moreover, she is racist!! &lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yesterday, i was so mad angry!!  my stupid brother always use childish tricks to steal my phone and see my text messages and steal my new phone 8G memory card!!  he promise to give me back my 8G memory card but it is all bullshit!!  so mad angry that he always act as a stupid bloody KPO and look my text message!!  i have privacy ok!!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i have mention it that i just brought my new phone a month ago!!!  it is still not clear of how to use the functions of my new phone!!  so i actually wanted to do a phone lock but i dont know what the hell i did then it become a SIM card lock.  ARGH!!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;elder brother helps me to fix it and he called up singtel hotline for more information on how to unlock my phone.  well, it was a bad news.  the operator said i have to pay 30bucks for new SIM card.  due to everything is lock!!  ARGH!!  at this point of time,  i tell you i am mad angry!!  feel like taking a knife and kill him!!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;went to cwp, hello singtel shop to fix my SIM card.  thanks god that i dont have to pay a single cents!!  or else i would kill him!! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;----------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/TIN2wxETdvI/AAAAAAAAAfM/xFQZQz0gJBk/s200/05092010025.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5513380949008807666" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;alright, hari ra ya is approaching.  :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;mommy brought this small little hampers as a hari ra ya gift to my neighbor.  :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;such a good neighbor they have right.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2578255418300121645-1883618967863843132?l=it-was-part-of-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2578255418300121645/posts/default/1883618967863843132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2578255418300121645/posts/default/1883618967863843132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://it-was-part-of-life.blogspot.com/2010/09/where-to-vent-my-anger.html' title='where to vent my anger??'/><author><name>zhenyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973135490501015149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/SLwBBbv217I/AAAAAAAAAAU/D1KITrUbnso/S220/1_944355143s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/TIOInjg5mUI/AAAAAAAAAfk/eyIQyvcfG9c/s72-c/05092010033.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2578255418300121645.post-4233304672594194460</id><published>2010-09-02T06:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-09-02T07:17:12.074-07:00</updated><title type='text'>my feeling</title><content type='html'>i am bored, super bored.  things goes screwed up.  ahhhh.. hell of it, i am extremely bored.  BRAVO mine lovely accounting homework are left un-done.  it is so stressful, questions pop out which is different from what we have learn.  we have to crack our smart head.  ''thanks to the lecture. ''  i am going mad.  seriously mad.  to my understanding, accounting is easy BUT it is freaking confusing.  CONFUSING!!  at times and times, i would ask myself.  did i got in the right course?  am i actually interested in this course?  i am mad, goes real crazy.  IMH. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hmm, i am those kind of person love to be alone.  as i don`t wish to depend on people.  of cos, i have my reasons.  as i start to depend on people. i would stick to he/she like a glue.  which is a bad habit.  i use to very thick face, to be always alone.  i love to be alone.  of cos, i love sports more.  i am trying hard to find someone which in love with sports and he/she is those kind of pro.  i wish to stick with this person, so whenever i am stress or what so ever i could always ask he/she out. i wish this person can be always free.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;no more nonsense and i feel super bored.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2578255418300121645-4233304672594194460?l=it-was-part-of-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2578255418300121645/posts/default/4233304672594194460'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2578255418300121645/posts/default/4233304672594194460'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://it-was-part-of-life.blogspot.com/2010/09/my-feeling.html' title='my feeling'/><author><name>zhenyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973135490501015149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/SLwBBbv217I/AAAAAAAAAAU/D1KITrUbnso/S220/1_944355143s.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2578255418300121645.post-7536908454109793884</id><published>2010-08-30T21:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-30T22:09:26.678-07:00</updated><title type='text'>tremendously horrendous</title><content type='html'>saturday.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;working day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sunday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;rest at home and mop floor.  can`t go for flying kites with my badminton-mates as i have to mop floor.  :'(  after i saw the pictures, i feel so regret for not going!!  it seems to be so fun.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Monday, tremendously horrendous.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well, we are back to school for studies again.  left with two weeks of revision and its exam.  it is our last lap, a very important last lap!  it is like we are in a marathon we have to sprint for the last lap in order to reach our target or in other words to win.  but it is stress!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;there are lots and lots of homework to do.  it goes totally stress and mad over it but what to do?  i am the one which seat for exams. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;as time past by, i would always ask myself why do i have to make myself suffer so much?  why do i have to memories so much for exams, why i have to suffer all this?  just so much why!  :'(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;S.W lessons it was a great one!!  expect for one idiot!!  it is just that my shooting skill deprive.  if i train for shooting i would burn your score bodoh.  you dare to say my shooting suck, come on.  come in front of my face and say about it.  don`t be a 'bie san'!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tuesday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAPPY TEACHERS DAY!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i din`t when for the teachers` days celebration, i am happily sleeping at home to restore my energy and also past few days i doesn`t have enough sleep.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i have got something to surprise you all.  I SLEEP FOR 15HOURS PLUS!!  hahaha.. i am a pig or what?? lols..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2578255418300121645-7536908454109793884?l=it-was-part-of-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2578255418300121645/posts/default/7536908454109793884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2578255418300121645/posts/default/7536908454109793884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://it-was-part-of-life.blogspot.com/2010/08/tremendously-horrendous.html' title='tremendously horrendous'/><author><name>zhenyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973135490501015149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/SLwBBbv217I/AAAAAAAAAAU/D1KITrUbnso/S220/1_944355143s.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2578255418300121645.post-5172468138389053502</id><published>2010-08-26T01:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-26T02:56:29.623-07:00</updated><title type='text'>IMH</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/THY6LVEw8kI/AAAAAAAAAfE/cw5N-tZ9ZEw/s1600/21082010010-001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/THY6LVEw8kI/AAAAAAAAAfE/cw5N-tZ9ZEw/s200/21082010010-001.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509655160444482114" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;IMH i think i will approach you soon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/THY6AnMwy8I/AAAAAAAAAe8/rcAiiw8Jv_Q/s1600/26082010016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/THY6AnMwy8I/AAAAAAAAAe8/rcAiiw8Jv_Q/s200/26082010016.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5509654976331303874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;( this the earing so far i have collect.  :) )&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Monday&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sleep for the whole day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tuesday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;went hougang sports hall with a group of friends.  12people 1 badminton court.  =.=  the organizer very power right??  lols.  although there are so many people but i had great fun!!  :D  busy bully around and etc.  haha.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;after badminton, went over to find my parents and way back home to pray.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Wednesday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;went out with michelle and rui zhen to bugis.  i was late again!!  such a bad habit i have, i seriously have to change!!  ARGH!!  went to catch a movie called ' step up 3' with them.  such a awesome movie with great background music.  :)  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;after movie, we went over to bugis street for some shopping.  totally, nothing caught my eyes expect earings.  zzz.  shop for a while and way back home. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;had a great time with both of them, after exam hope to go out with them again.  :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thursday&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;stay at home, doing report as today is the deadline and i was mad stress up by this stupid report.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i would leave this home one day.  i can`t stand them smoking everyday!! surfing net smoke, before eat smoke, brush their teeth smoke, shit also smoke.  zzz. and i have to breathe in second hand smoke.  :'(  IMH will be my next home, i guess.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sometime in life things alway make us piess off.  :'(  just like CRN.  i have score a 'B' and next term i have to retake it.  it is the bloody same thing just that they change the sub-title to service excellent.  damn it!!  what is the different between an 'A' and 'B'??  it is just few marks away.  you people make us stress up!!  i could finally understand why teenagers went mad and got in IMH.  your pushing us so hard to make us feel so stress up and goes crazy.  your are just pushing us to dead.  seriously too much theory, i could not cope!!  :'(  can i drop service excellent??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2578255418300121645-5172468138389053502?l=it-was-part-of-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2578255418300121645/posts/default/5172468138389053502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2578255418300121645/posts/default/5172468138389053502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://it-was-part-of-life.blogspot.com/2010/08/imh.html' title='IMH'/><author><name>zhenyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973135490501015149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/SLwBBbv217I/AAAAAAAAAAU/D1KITrUbnso/S220/1_944355143s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/THY6LVEw8kI/AAAAAAAAAfE/cw5N-tZ9ZEw/s72-c/21082010010-001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2578255418300121645.post-3688322271879326196</id><published>2010-08-22T04:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-22T05:12:58.714-07:00</updated><title type='text'>illusion.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/THELk49UrVI/AAAAAAAAAes/CYKdZZmolQw/s1600/21082010011-001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/THELk49UrVI/AAAAAAAAAes/CYKdZZmolQw/s200/21082010011-001.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5508196547643616594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;illusion.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;* i don`t edit photos!!*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;thursday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;i slept for whole day as it is raining heavily.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;friday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;went self study with rui zhen and michelle at sun plaza mac.  :)  it has been such a long time since i last when mac for study.  well, i have done all the accounting homeworks.  a big thanks to rui zhen for the helped.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;today was the very first time i went to rui zhen house.  knowing her for years yet it was my first time when to her house.  :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;saturday and sunday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;working. :X&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;in the morning, it was stunning that someone say 'hi, zhenyi' and actually it was him.  after hi,zhenyi he give me a weird facial expression.  it was like every time when we met he will give me such a weird facial expression.  why?? why you always love to give me such a weird facial expression??  i am full of questions mark man!!  and i was like leave a far distance from him.  i said 'oh, hi' and walk away.  hahaha!!  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;i am extremely proud proud proud to say i have already walk out of the past man!!  no feeling when i saw him.   hahaha!!  so proud of myself.  :)  **a round of applause, claps**&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;one week of holidays is gone.  i am totally fear of exams!! :(  going IMH soon nah!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2578255418300121645-3688322271879326196?l=it-was-part-of-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2578255418300121645/posts/default/3688322271879326196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2578255418300121645/posts/default/3688322271879326196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://it-was-part-of-life.blogspot.com/2010/08/illusion.html' title='illusion.'/><author><name>zhenyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973135490501015149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/SLwBBbv217I/AAAAAAAAAAU/D1KITrUbnso/S220/1_944355143s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/THELk49UrVI/AAAAAAAAAes/CYKdZZmolQw/s72-c/21082010011-001.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2578255418300121645.post-1650704608453927416</id><published>2010-08-18T04:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-18T05:00:15.603-07:00</updated><title type='text'>swimming and singing session</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://sphotos.ak.fbcdn.net/hphotos-ak-snc3/hs071.snc3/13836_1270924050472_1150985261_30817734_40768_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;last night, went &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;singapore&lt;/span&gt; indoor stadium and watch badminton match.  it was awesome, to be seated right in front of the badminton court and watch different country VS each other!! :) but sad to say &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;huang&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;chao&lt;/span&gt; still lost the match.  :(  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;woke up in the early morning, went swimming with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;oinkoink&lt;/span&gt;.   it has been more than half a year that i went swimming with her and yes!! finally, today we went swimming together.  :) went to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;yishun&lt;/span&gt; swimming complex and it was close.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;zzz&lt;/span&gt;.  so we trained to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;yio&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;chu&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;kang&lt;/span&gt; swimming complex and had a swim.  both of us, got sun burn.  &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;whoo&lt;/span&gt;.  :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;hehehe&lt;/span&gt;.  i would like to tell my dearest &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;wei&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;ching&lt;/span&gt; that i really like the way you are now!!  much much much better than last time!! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;after swimming, we went causeway point and had our lunch.  suppose to have subway for lunch but causeway &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;doesn&lt;/span&gt;`t have subway so i had mac for lunch.  saw serene too.  :)  she is super slim, i am so envy!! :(  saw baby &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;dylan&lt;/span&gt; too.  baby &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;dylan&lt;/span&gt; is super ultra adorable man!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;up next, we headed to woodlands community club for singing session.  :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;that`s all.  I WANT TO DO MY &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;CMB&lt;/span&gt; PROJECT BUT THE POWERPOINT HAVING PROBLEM AGAIN!! DAMN IT!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2578255418300121645-1650704608453927416?l=it-was-part-of-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2578255418300121645/posts/default/1650704608453927416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2578255418300121645/posts/default/1650704608453927416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://it-was-part-of-life.blogspot.com/2010/08/swimming-and-singing-session.html' title='swimming and singing session'/><author><name>zhenyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973135490501015149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/SLwBBbv217I/AAAAAAAAAAU/D1KITrUbnso/S220/1_944355143s.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2578255418300121645.post-935189045973927491</id><published>2010-08-16T23:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-16T23:29:49.251-07:00</updated><title type='text'>gigantic cup noodle</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://dragqueens.files.wordpress.com/2008/10/dsc_0322.jpg?w=480&amp;amp;h=721" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i found this gigantic cup noodle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;if this is mine. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;hehehe..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i will love it,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;can save $$ already.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;everyday,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;eat l a bit by bit.. :))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2578255418300121645-935189045973927491?l=it-was-part-of-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2578255418300121645/posts/default/935189045973927491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2578255418300121645/posts/default/935189045973927491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://it-was-part-of-life.blogspot.com/2010/08/gigantic-cup-noodle.html' title='gigantic cup noodle'/><author><name>zhenyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973135490501015149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/SLwBBbv217I/AAAAAAAAAAU/D1KITrUbnso/S220/1_944355143s.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2578255418300121645.post-1869140788126693649</id><published>2010-08-16T23:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-16T23:20:10.001-07:00</updated><title type='text'>nissin cup noodle - tom yam favor</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;today is the 4th day of holiday.  i have decided to do CMB report and i am like haven`t even start.  T.T&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i am kind of hungry but i don know what to have for lunch.  there is coffee shop, shop and save, seven eleven and mini mart around my block area.  it seems nothing too delicious!! and i live in sembawang for years already and it is really nothing more delicious than my favorite cup noodles.  =.=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/TGopBVwswaI/AAAAAAAAAek/xbmBvVT6bLY/s200/17082010005.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 112px; height: 200px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5506258597411864994" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;( mommy hide my favorite cup noodle and i found it.  hahaha!!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;this my favorite cup noodles.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the best cup noodles i ever taste before!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;must give a try!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;:) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;caution, if he know i eat cup noodles again.  i don`t know what will happened.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2578255418300121645-1869140788126693649?l=it-was-part-of-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2578255418300121645/posts/default/1869140788126693649'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2578255418300121645/posts/default/1869140788126693649'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://it-was-part-of-life.blogspot.com/2010/08/nissin-cup-noodle-tom-yam-favor.html' title='nissin cup noodle - tom yam favor'/><author><name>zhenyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973135490501015149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/SLwBBbv217I/AAAAAAAAAAU/D1KITrUbnso/S220/1_944355143s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/TGopBVwswaI/AAAAAAAAAek/xbmBvVT6bLY/s72-c/17082010005.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2578255418300121645.post-6930965146863761745</id><published>2010-08-16T05:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-16T05:50:07.014-07:00</updated><title type='text'>2 weeks of vacation</title><content type='html'>:) 2 weeks of vacation is here.  i don`t feel happy as there are lots of homework to do.  :'( after the 2 weeks of holiday, exams will come and say hi to us.  zzz.  HORRENDOUS!!! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;saturday and sunday went to work.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;monday, woke up early in the morning.  prepared and stuffs.  set off my journey at 10.15am.   went to meet tracy at 10.30am to pass her the jersey money.  then went to hougang play badminton.  after that went to find my parents and went home together.  :) that`s all..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2578255418300121645-6930965146863761745?l=it-was-part-of-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2578255418300121645/posts/default/6930965146863761745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2578255418300121645/posts/default/6930965146863761745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://it-was-part-of-life.blogspot.com/2010/08/2-weeks-of-vacation.html' title='2 weeks of vacation'/><author><name>zhenyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973135490501015149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/SLwBBbv217I/AAAAAAAAAAU/D1KITrUbnso/S220/1_944355143s.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2578255418300121645.post-123118070536655671</id><published>2010-08-10T00:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-08-10T01:26:20.026-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hehehe..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/TGENE_BvLFI/AAAAAAAAAd8/FHMHxefoX4I/s1600/Photo-0257.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 160px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/TGENE_BvLFI/AAAAAAAAAd8/FHMHxefoX4I/s200/Photo-0257.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5503694598912814162" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, i know i neglected my blog for months?  and miss zhu tou rui zhen also can`t stand my dead blog already.  well, how to keep my blog alive.  When i only use my blog to vent my anger only??  readers will only find my entries boring.  &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hmm, i had already tried hard to improve my hot temper already.  it seems that i have to put in a lot more effort to do so.  aiya, for the past 365 days and 365 days i am the same, hot temper.  how to change myself within a day or weeks or months??  so hard to do so.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;badminton, badminton and badminton!!  actually, i am very thankful to be trained by dover coach and went for the IVP competition.  :D  through out, this competition and training i get to improve myself, have a better understanding on how to play the games and etc. and also there are still lots of stuffs to learn, i am not perfect!!  well, playing badminton is a passion.  :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;other than badminton, during SW lessons i get a chance to play other sports like floor-ball, soccer, captain-ball, netball and volleyball.  i just found out that floor-ball is an interesting sport.  fun to play, hard to score.  haha.  lastly, to me i really hate soccer.  it is really hard to control the soccer by using my leg.  not forgetting, last year i learn swimming.  :)  also get a chance to play table tennis with my seconday school-mates.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hmm, i think i have made a small little changes in my life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2578255418300121645-123118070536655671?l=it-was-part-of-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2578255418300121645/posts/default/123118070536655671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2578255418300121645/posts/default/123118070536655671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://it-was-part-of-life.blogspot.com/2010/08/hehehe.html' title='hehehe..'/><author><name>zhenyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973135490501015149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/SLwBBbv217I/AAAAAAAAAAU/D1KITrUbnso/S220/1_944355143s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/TGENE_BvLFI/AAAAAAAAAd8/FHMHxefoX4I/s72-c/Photo-0257.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2578255418300121645.post-2017583822987401463</id><published>2010-06-21T00:50:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-21T02:16:14.539-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ah ji bua liang~</title><content type='html'>3 weeks of holidays is here and today is the second week of holiday.  I don feel happy, as there is project to do.  individual project.  ARGH!! i just hate it!!  enjoy first week of holiday and it is time to SUFFER!! ARGH! cry dad, cry mom, cry ah gong, cry ah ma also no use!! :X  study is for my future, my own good.  but for goodness sick i am suffering!!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yea!! last Saturday and Sunday were a awesome day!! because channel 5 is showing badminton games organized by li ling, i think.  whooo!! those match they played were simply awesome!! while enjoy watching the games i didn`t learn anything. :( i guess, it would be great to be at Singapore indoor stadium to watch those matches.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;yesterday is FATHER DAY! did your celebrated with your dad??  my family did.  as usual, cake and KFC.  sick of it!! cake and always cake!! ARGH!! gonna think of some thing new.  in stead of cake and cake!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well well well, i had stopped going piano lessons for about a month?? my friend told me, don `t learn any more la.  wa lau!! at that very moment, i just feel like giving a one good kick at her butt!!  :P unfortunately, i did not kick her butt la!! friendship may break for that. BUT i am not that lazy!! i did practice and i am still stuck!! haha..  gone case, this is what i can say.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;second year in ITE.  i have learn something.  IT IS TO CONTROL MY HOT TEMPER!! my friends might know me or not.  i am this of people will speak out what i dislike about and worst part is i am straight forward.  which make things worst.  :'( i will try hard to SHUT my mouth and control my temper.  i try to listen without talking but i can`t do it.  my itchy mouth will start to speak out a lot!!  people tend to see what is happening but they don`t know whats the background story.  never mind, as time fly your will know who is right and who is wrong.  it is just the matter of time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;STRAIGHT FORWARD&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;taking about this topic, i just don`t get it why people loves to go round and round just to speak out the main point??????  what is so great to go round round about?? in my opinion, it is just wasting of time.  :X &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2578255418300121645-2017583822987401463?l=it-was-part-of-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2578255418300121645/posts/default/2017583822987401463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2578255418300121645/posts/default/2017583822987401463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://it-was-part-of-life.blogspot.com/2010/06/ah-ji-bua-liang.html' title='ah ji bua liang~'/><author><name>zhenyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973135490501015149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/SLwBBbv217I/AAAAAAAAAAU/D1KITrUbnso/S220/1_944355143s.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2578255418300121645.post-7360258433121365371</id><published>2010-06-02T09:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-02T09:51:16.543-07:00</updated><title type='text'>swallow eyes..</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/TAaJlOnOqeI/AAAAAAAAAd0/4M4hPCW0cHI/s1600/Photo-0241_e1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/TAaJlOnOqeI/AAAAAAAAAd0/4M4hPCW0cHI/s200/Photo-0241_e1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478217269413587426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;for the whole damn day,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i have to wear spectacle.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;if not,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the swallow eye is very irritating!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;didn`t when to school yesterday, as my eyes is swallow AGAIN.  =.=  i just don`t get it why my eyes is always swallow.  i only know that if i din`t have enough sleep, then the very next day my eyes confirm plus chop will be swallow.  ARGH! sick and tired of it.  should i approach a doctor??&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;thanks to my stupid swallow eyes that i have to miss lessons plus my beautiful attendance ZERO for yesterday.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;there will be nafar test today, just damn it.  i wish to fail the whole damn thing.  last year, because i fail standing board jump then i can`t get the t-shirt! damn it!!  the most angry part was i failed by just by ONE BIG FOOT then i will pass the standing board jump!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2578255418300121645-7360258433121365371?l=it-was-part-of-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2578255418300121645/posts/default/7360258433121365371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2578255418300121645/posts/default/7360258433121365371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://it-was-part-of-life.blogspot.com/2010/06/swallow-eyes.html' title='swallow eyes..'/><author><name>zhenyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973135490501015149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/SLwBBbv217I/AAAAAAAAAAU/D1KITrUbnso/S220/1_944355143s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/TAaJlOnOqeI/AAAAAAAAAd0/4M4hPCW0cHI/s72-c/Photo-0241_e1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2578255418300121645.post-4437453970363089228</id><published>2010-06-02T09:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-02T09:29:55.184-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i just couldn`t get myself into sleep!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/TAaDF0Z_RNI/AAAAAAAAAds/s4b8wRl8g5g/s1600/Photo-0240.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/TAaDF0Z_RNI/AAAAAAAAAds/s4b8wRl8g5g/s200/Photo-0240.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478210132733019346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;the time check now is 12.12am, thursday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i just couldn`t get myself into sleep!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2578255418300121645-4437453970363089228?l=it-was-part-of-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2578255418300121645/posts/default/4437453970363089228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2578255418300121645/posts/default/4437453970363089228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://it-was-part-of-life.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-just-couldnt-get-myself-into-sleep.html' title='i just couldn`t get myself into sleep!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>zhenyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973135490501015149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/SLwBBbv217I/AAAAAAAAAAU/D1KITrUbnso/S220/1_944355143s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/TAaDF0Z_RNI/AAAAAAAAAds/s4b8wRl8g5g/s72-c/Photo-0240.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2578255418300121645.post-1967924603256323102</id><published>2010-06-01T02:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-06-01T03:15:49.581-07:00</updated><title type='text'>:P</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/TATYzH4QExI/AAAAAAAAAdc/RkKAOkRMtPQ/s1600/Photo-0236.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/TATYzH4QExI/AAAAAAAAAdc/RkKAOkRMtPQ/s400/Photo-0236.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5477741419589276434" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;rui zhen time to grow taller.  :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;so great of me that i neglected my blog for such a long time.  well, just seated for Business Environment CA on monday.  i guess i would fail this @#@#$%^&amp;amp; paper.  it is all about business stuffs, and i don`t get what mr tang trying to teach about.  more over, accounting is so stressful.  =.=  ARGH!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;i had gain weight, gain so much so much weight within 1year!!  i am going crazy~ i am mad of myself, why did i eat so much?! ARGH!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt; hmm, competition is next month, so my friend and i stop going for dover training already because  dover coach don`t want any conflict or whatever after the competition.  frankly speaking, we gonna lose this competition as our players wasn`t strong players.  :'(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2578255418300121645-1967924603256323102?l=it-was-part-of-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2578255418300121645/posts/default/1967924603256323102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2578255418300121645/posts/default/1967924603256323102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://it-was-part-of-life.blogspot.com/2010/06/p.html' title=':P'/><author><name>zhenyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973135490501015149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/SLwBBbv217I/AAAAAAAAAAU/D1KITrUbnso/S220/1_944355143s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/TATYzH4QExI/AAAAAAAAAdc/RkKAOkRMtPQ/s72-c/Photo-0236.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2578255418300121645.post-6250269621951426698</id><published>2010-05-16T07:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-05-16T08:06:58.795-07:00</updated><title type='text'>~</title><content type='html'>it has been so long, super long that i actually go into blogger website, login and start blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;serious, in the year of tiger really sucks to the max~ sucks to the max~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- i dislike this year class bonding.  as compared to last year IOI, it was worst than anything.  bonding games was played until so rough.  isn`t it is only a friendly match and bonding game?? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-some of my classmates &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;attitude really cmi, opps sorry&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-can u imaging this the very first time i actually had a slight argument with my friend that i know her for 5years plus.  which her character is one of a kind, that she seldom angry of people and stuffs. &lt;br /&gt;i din`t know what kind of words she doesn`t like and she din`t mention before, that`s why.  if i know, i would jolly will won`t say it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-quarrel with my classmate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-nearly scolded grandma.  ARGH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-quarrel with daddy.  ARGH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; many more!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2578255418300121645-6250269621951426698?l=it-was-part-of-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2578255418300121645/posts/default/6250269621951426698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2578255418300121645/posts/default/6250269621951426698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://it-was-part-of-life.blogspot.com/2010/05/blog-post.html' title='~'/><author><name>zhenyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973135490501015149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/SLwBBbv217I/AAAAAAAAAAU/D1KITrUbnso/S220/1_944355143s.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2578255418300121645.post-3087409377961612894</id><published>2010-04-12T20:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-12T20:31:17.058-07:00</updated><title type='text'>too short le bah?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/S8PiQ1tzahI/AAAAAAAAAdU/UiB-I44DvyI/s1600/Photo-0212.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/S8PiQ1tzahI/AAAAAAAAAdU/UiB-I44DvyI/s400/Photo-0212.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459455952228149778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;short hair~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/S8PiQdwagiI/AAAAAAAAAdM/Zp9vWQsDZ4o/s1600/Photo-0211.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/S8PiQdwagiI/AAAAAAAAAdM/Zp9vWQsDZ4o/s400/Photo-0211.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459455945796649506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;too short le bah?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;alright, yesterday was the first day of school.   i hate the most is orientation follow by standing board jump!   my opinion for this year BL was, they were better than last year BL!  met our form teacher today.  i was thinking, what if she is a moron? or she is better than my previous form teacher?  who knows?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tueday~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had my M.C today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2578255418300121645-3087409377961612894?l=it-was-part-of-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2578255418300121645/posts/default/3087409377961612894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2578255418300121645/posts/default/3087409377961612894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://it-was-part-of-life.blogspot.com/2010/04/too-short-le-bah.html' title='too short le bah?'/><author><name>zhenyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973135490501015149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/SLwBBbv217I/AAAAAAAAAAU/D1KITrUbnso/S220/1_944355143s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/S8PiQ1tzahI/AAAAAAAAAdU/UiB-I44DvyI/s72-c/Photo-0212.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2578255418300121645.post-4653170244121315591</id><published>2010-04-07T02:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T02:39:38.201-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a gift~</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/S7xSZs4FksI/AAAAAAAAAdE/wPvjA0AEO_U/s1600/Photo-0199.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/S7xSZs4FksI/AAAAAAAAAdE/wPvjA0AEO_U/s400/Photo-0199.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457327449962812098" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;previously, grandma went for a small surgery &amp;amp; i brought birst nest for her.  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2578255418300121645-4653170244121315591?l=it-was-part-of-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2578255418300121645/posts/default/4653170244121315591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2578255418300121645/posts/default/4653170244121315591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://it-was-part-of-life.blogspot.com/2010/04/gift.html' title='a gift~'/><author><name>zhenyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973135490501015149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/SLwBBbv217I/AAAAAAAAAAU/D1KITrUbnso/S220/1_944355143s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/S7xSZs4FksI/AAAAAAAAAdE/wPvjA0AEO_U/s72-c/Photo-0199.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2578255418300121645.post-1643946843359257104</id><published>2010-04-06T20:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T02:33:29.527-07:00</updated><title type='text'>mon, tue, wed</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/S7xRSjIFJaI/AAAAAAAAAc0/JhuASupcSic/s1600/Photo-0159.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 176px; height: 220px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/S7xRSjIFJaI/AAAAAAAAAc0/JhuASupcSic/s400/Photo-0159.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457326227574826402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;byebye, my super long hair!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/S7xQortJoHI/AAAAAAAAAcs/2aQxi17iXnw/s1600/Photo-0211.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/S7xQortJoHI/AAAAAAAAAcs/2aQxi17iXnw/s400/Photo-0211.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457325508323287154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;rui zhen gave me this cute toy~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;monday~&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cher had an accident, that`s why piano lesson was cancel.  next, i received a phone called from my friend and i actually fly him beautiful kite at dhoby ghaut station.  hmm, you must understand adult fare is REAL EXPENSIVE!  since i am at dhoby ghaut so  i dated rui zhen out for some shopping at bugis.  i swear this my second time dress until......... one word "WORST dressing'!  then we shop for terrence birthday present too.  as his birthday fall on the first day of school start. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well, so sweet of rui zhen :) as she gave me a cute toy which she brought from malaysia.  :)  thanks! haha.  see you soon!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;tuesday~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my badminton-mate will be going overseas for a short holiday.  so she din`t went for training so i also din`t went for training.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;since i am not going for training, i went over to salon and rebond my hair as well as cut my super long hair too.  well, byebye my super long hair.  now i have short hair just like sec3 that time~  i do regret of cutting my hair until so short but as time fly my hair will grow right so no worries?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wednesday~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;suppose today will be attending piano lesson &amp;amp; BBQ with my dearest friends but i can`t go.  because i just rebond my hair.  ARGH! so bored!  &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/2578255418300121645-1643946843359257104?l=it-was-part-of-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2578255418300121645/posts/default/1643946843359257104'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2578255418300121645/posts/default/1643946843359257104'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://it-was-part-of-life.blogspot.com/2010/04/mon-tue-wed.html' title='mon, tue, wed'/><author><name>zhenyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973135490501015149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/SLwBBbv217I/AAAAAAAAAAU/D1KITrUbnso/S220/1_944355143s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/S7xRSjIFJaI/AAAAAAAAAc0/JhuASupcSic/s72-c/Photo-0159.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2578255418300121645.post-2037091033611601319</id><published>2010-04-04T05:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-04T06:12:06.851-07:00</updated><title type='text'>time were spent on............</title><content type='html'>BORED, SUPER BORED &amp;amp; EXTREMELY BORED!  reason is simple, school will be starting in 1week time!!  ARGH!  when school start i will be extremely busy, for sure.  no chance to relax already.  time were all  spent on school lessons, piano lesson, practice piano, badminton training for 2 days &amp;amp;&amp;amp; work for daddy.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;money problem too, stress up!!  i got to save a few hundreds, because i din`t save a SINGLE CENTS last year!!  that`s why i have to work hard to save as much as i can!!  another problem is i need to save for piano lessons.  well, talking about piano......&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;MOMMY finally agree to get me a piano.  not those grand piano or keyboard but simple piano.  whoo.  thousands of word couldn`t express that i am extremely happy!  but i told myself i gonna save &amp;amp;&lt;b&gt; get myself a piano!! &lt;/b&gt;:)  hope it will come true.  =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sunday~ 3 of april, 2010 :))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;after work, we went over to chong pang CC.  guess what??  i got my ITE-EMB award!  &amp;amp;&amp;amp; it is 500 bucks!!  hmm, i am not going to spent a single cents!  gonna save it.  :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;seriously, thanks for awarding 'Good Progress Award' to me in secondary 1! because the next following year which is secondary 2,  i was award the Scholarship! :)) wahahaha!  none the less, the following 3 years i was award EMB.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i will continue to work hard! :)&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/2578255418300121645-2037091033611601319?l=it-was-part-of-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2578255418300121645/posts/default/2037091033611601319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2578255418300121645/posts/default/2037091033611601319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://it-was-part-of-life.blogspot.com/2010/04/time-were-spent-on.html' title='time were spent on............'/><author><name>zhenyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973135490501015149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/SLwBBbv217I/AAAAAAAAAAU/D1KITrUbnso/S220/1_944355143s.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2578255418300121645.post-3544364971959088856</id><published>2010-03-30T02:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-04-07T02:35:46.521-07:00</updated><title type='text'>it is always temptation to spend more money than save.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/S7xR6knprkI/AAAAAAAAAc8/hA8loNhlu4o/s1600/Photo-0212.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/S7xR6knprkI/AAAAAAAAAc8/hA8loNhlu4o/s400/Photo-0212.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5457326915170446914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;PRACTICES MAKE PERFECT!!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;today was the 8th piano lessons and it is time to pay lessons fee.  well well well, saving money wasn`t an easy job.  it is always temptation to spend more money than save.  during lesson everything went smoothly, maybe?  i get to learn more and more songs &amp;amp; stuff.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;cher give me an accounting book, it was a brand new book!!  cher said she intend to teach her younger brother accounting but her younger brother was not interested.  that`s why she gave me the brand new book.  so thankful!! :))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;SERIOUS FALL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;last week grandma was send to hospital because she fall at her place.  the in pact of the fall was quite serious and it cause grandma bone fracture.  :'(  confirm very painful!!  thanks god that she doesn`t have to undergo surgery as doctor said it will slowly recover by itself.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2578255418300121645-3544364971959088856?l=it-was-part-of-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2578255418300121645/posts/default/3544364971959088856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2578255418300121645/posts/default/3544364971959088856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://it-was-part-of-life.blogspot.com/2010/03/it-is-always-temptation-to-spend-more.html' title='it is always temptation to spend more money than save.'/><author><name>zhenyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973135490501015149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/SLwBBbv217I/AAAAAAAAAAU/D1KITrUbnso/S220/1_944355143s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/S7xR6knprkI/AAAAAAAAAc8/hA8loNhlu4o/s72-c/Photo-0212.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2578255418300121645.post-5683576679138376027</id><published>2010-03-15T08:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T08:21:25.959-07:00</updated><title type='text'>hmm?</title><content type='html'>i bet you guys had already watch "hi, my sweet heart".  bao zhu senior said: &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;people used to say, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;the time spend in a relationship,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;is equal to the amount of time it takes to forget them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;amp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;people only remember those past,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;but don`t appreciate those beside them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;i find it quite true.  true enough that i had already spent the equal amount of time to forgot the past.  i admit i only remember the past and don`t appreciate those beside me.  and here it goes i forget the past already, i started to appreciate those beside me already.  but "those beside me" had already took the equal amount of time to forget me.  :'( nothing could get back like the past.  i am just too stubborn, too stubborn..&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/2578255418300121645-5683576679138376027?l=it-was-part-of-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2578255418300121645/posts/default/5683576679138376027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2578255418300121645/posts/default/5683576679138376027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://it-was-part-of-life.blogspot.com/2010/03/hmm.html' title='hmm?'/><author><name>zhenyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973135490501015149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/SLwBBbv217I/AAAAAAAAAAU/D1KITrUbnso/S220/1_944355143s.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2578255418300121645.post-2023503390131527812</id><published>2010-03-15T02:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2010-03-17T23:21:25.313-07:00</updated><title type='text'>how sad?</title><content type='html'>monday is the day where piano lesson take place.  this my 7th lessons, everything went K.O.  thanks to myself for been so lazy enough to practice.  practice, practice &amp;amp; practice make perfect also more improvement!! UNDERSTAND ZHENYI?&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;after piano lesson.  happily went to bugis as i intend to buy two dress which i wanted a few weeks ago.  ARGH, this 2 dress were been sold OUT!  went to other shop to search for the same one but none selling it.  :'(  the worst part of today shopping was nothing caught me eye. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;while i was walking to the wash room.  there was this lady tap on my shoulder a few times, at first i thought who the hell tap my shoulder?!  so i turn around and she started introduce herself first.  next she said her company is looking for models &amp;amp; am i interested? then she gave me the business card.  then left my cell phone number, name and age &amp;amp; that`s it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this my third time that people introduce me to be model.  nah, i so fat &amp;amp; ugly.  how can be model?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2578255418300121645-2023503390131527812?l=it-was-part-of-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2578255418300121645/posts/default/2023503390131527812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2578255418300121645/posts/default/2023503390131527812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://it-was-part-of-life.blogspot.com/2010/03/how-sad.html' title='how sad?'/><author><name>zhenyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973135490501015149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/SLwBBbv217I/AAAAAAAAAAU/D1KITrUbnso/S220/1_944355143s.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2578255418300121645.post-8797272662903770568</id><published>2010-03-12T06:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-12T06:35:43.331-08:00</updated><title type='text'>motivated</title><content type='html'>i am motivated by my enemy to improve myself,  thanks. :)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2578255418300121645-8797272662903770568?l=it-was-part-of-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2578255418300121645/posts/default/8797272662903770568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2578255418300121645/posts/default/8797272662903770568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://it-was-part-of-life.blogspot.com/2010/03/motivated.html' title='motivated'/><author><name>zhenyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973135490501015149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/SLwBBbv217I/AAAAAAAAAAU/D1KITrUbnso/S220/1_944355143s.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2578255418300121645.post-6866196293809503164</id><published>2010-03-08T01:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-08T02:15:47.600-08:00</updated><title type='text'>neglected my blogger and badminton</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;first of all.  &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY TO TING FANG!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;secondly,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY IN ADVANCE TO DEAREST JASLYN SIS!! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hope you will like what i have gave you.  may this year a better year for you &amp;amp; all the best~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;BADMINTON &amp;amp; second thought&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;previously, badminton training was kind of tough and it`s the matter of having a good endurance? every badminton training ting fang and i never once fail to turn up at dover ITE,  sports hall for training.  as ting fang fond on badminton very much.  seeing her interest in badminton, it motivates me to go on as i have lost the interest in badminton a long ago already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;well, there isn`t any training because others are having their exams, so we have to stop our training until 16 march.   a long time ago i had a second thought of, should i continue to go for training or should i stop and go for other CCA? ARGH! in times come then decide.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;SWIMMING &amp;amp; improvement&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;my friend and i had already decided to go swimming together for a long time.  as things always cock up for either she or me so we decide to go next time &amp;amp;  last friday, we finally meet up at jurong stadium for swimming.  thanks her that we swim for 10laps and it is equal too 20 rounds.  i think i had make improvement in flog style already, i think i can swim a little bit fast already.  all thanks to her cause she taught me the right way to swim.  =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;PIANO &amp;amp; the moment of happiness&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hohoho..  this my 6th piano lessons and i get to remember more and more notes also understand how it is play.  don you guys know i fond on yiruma piano song call rivers flow in you? muhahaha..  my dearest cher lend me yiruma music book, inside it contains of yiruma songs music sheet so... and that means i got a chance to print the music sheets.  HAHAHA!! :D  &amp;amp; cher just taught me how to play river flows in you today.  :) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;STRESS&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;in the year of tiger which is a stress year for me.  stress doesn`t show in my face but it shows in my mind again and again.  i am stress over money issues and lots more.  &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/2578255418300121645-6866196293809503164?l=it-was-part-of-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2578255418300121645/posts/default/6866196293809503164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2578255418300121645/posts/default/6866196293809503164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://it-was-part-of-life.blogspot.com/2010/03/neglected-my-blogger-and-badminton.html' title='neglected my blogger and badminton'/><author><name>zhenyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973135490501015149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/SLwBBbv217I/AAAAAAAAAAU/D1KITrUbnso/S220/1_944355143s.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2578255418300121645.post-6738303768285720889</id><published>2010-02-01T01:08:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-03T01:33:35.914-08:00</updated><title type='text'>:&gt;</title><content type='html'>erm, sorry i had abandon my blog for quite a long time. simply, i am just too lazy to blog about my daily life happening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/S2k_wEvhUiI/AAAAAAAAAcM/Ejh-0fCi3G4/s1600-h/a719ffe561e9ec56.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 145px; height: 120px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/S2k_wEvhUiI/AAAAAAAAAcM/Ejh-0fCi3G4/s400/a719ffe561e9ec56.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433944520538542626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yea, new year is approaching.  everyone are busy doing house keeping, preparing for new year stuffs and lastly shop for new clothes.  as for my family, we have not yet prepare for new year stuffs and still doing house keeping.  :X we were all too busy with our own stuffs. i haven`t pack my room! oh no..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/S2lA7CwkewI/AAAAAAAAAcU/dTfDPvZEXBE/s1600-h/2b3e8601e9693ade.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 145px; height: 108px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/S2lA7CwkewI/AAAAAAAAAcU/dTfDPvZEXBE/s400/2b3e8601e9693ade.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433945808496261890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;(mine is lime green)&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/S2lA7q59MAI/AAAAAAAAAcc/0vUXgYF5S2g/s1600-h/adidasfruityrhythm-adidas-17edt-w-large.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 225px; height: 338px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/S2lA7q59MAI/AAAAAAAAAcc/0vUXgYF5S2g/s400/adidasfruityrhythm-adidas-17edt-w-large.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433945819273048066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(with a shower gel)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;recently, i have brought a new sports bag which only cost me 23 bucks.  thanks to my friend for the discount and stuffs. :)  and i had brought an adidas perfume set,  which is selling quite cheap.  only S$22.90 only.  quite shocking that i actually brought an adidas perfume as i seldom buy perfume.  thanks mummy as she brought me a jeans. i am just proud that i am not that fat, that`s it.  :) up next, i am going to bugis to shop for new year clothes and that`s all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/S2k-83tMYjI/AAAAAAAAAcE/vQj1iQLMEBE/s1600-h/580c347dfcfceb3c.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 145px; height: 96px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/S2k-83tMYjI/AAAAAAAAAcE/vQj1iQLMEBE/s400/580c347dfcfceb3c.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433943640865792562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;few weeks back, i had just started attending piano lessons.  wow, i have learn new stuffs but have to remember those irritating notes! puke~  thanks mom and dad ya.  as they are &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;NOT&lt;/span&gt; WILLING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to help me pay for the lessons fee.  a big thanks ya.  =.= and i am gonna save money like a mad girl, as the fees isn`t cheap at all! cher is kind enough to collect lower fee from me as she knows i am paying on my own, but i don`t want to.  reason is simply because she said she can collect lower fee from me but i must be serious in learning.  if i am not serious how? so i decide not to pay a lower fee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/S2k-GyPds8I/AAAAAAAAAb8/IccJgknArsw/s1600-h/588a8d2c92ba705e.jpeg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 145px; height: 95px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/S2k-GyPds8I/AAAAAAAAAb8/IccJgknArsw/s400/588a8d2c92ba705e.jpeg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5433942711685985218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday the evil coach had started the moron training!!! last night we ran 2.4km at dover ITE and do something like shuttle run! alright, simply damn it!! 2.4km = 6rounds of running at the track.  i am proud to say i din`t stop running/jogging on the track until the last round, because i had stopped jogging for months already.  :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good news there will be another competition after YOG and bad news ARE every training we have to run 2.4km plus the stupid shuttle run and in times come 6 rounds(2.4km) will change to 10 rounds of running!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it is gonna be a horrendous training ever! but endurance is the most important thing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope, i don`t wish, i don`t want to have leg muscle!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2578255418300121645-6738303768285720889?l=it-was-part-of-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2578255418300121645/posts/default/6738303768285720889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2578255418300121645/posts/default/6738303768285720889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://it-was-part-of-life.blogspot.com/2010/02/blog-post.html' title=':&gt;'/><author><name>zhenyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973135490501015149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/SLwBBbv217I/AAAAAAAAAAU/D1KITrUbnso/S220/1_944355143s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/S2k_wEvhUiI/AAAAAAAAAcM/Ejh-0fCi3G4/s72-c/a719ffe561e9ec56.jpeg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2578255418300121645.post-2052156061701356174</id><published>2009-12-28T06:59:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-28T07:04:32.904-08:00</updated><title type='text'>list of stuffs that i am gonna buy next year, 2010.</title><content type='html'>i am gonna buy:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;backpack&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-sports bag&lt;br /&gt;-new swimming suit&lt;br /&gt;-badminton shoe&lt;br /&gt;-everlast T&lt;br /&gt;-FPT pants&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; many more.............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2578255418300121645-2052156061701356174?l=it-was-part-of-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2578255418300121645/posts/default/2052156061701356174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2578255418300121645/posts/default/2052156061701356174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://it-was-part-of-life.blogspot.com/2009/12/list-of-stuffs-that-i-am-gonna-buy-next.html' title='list of stuffs that i am gonna buy next year, 2010.'/><author><name>zhenyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973135490501015149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/SLwBBbv217I/AAAAAAAAAAU/D1KITrUbnso/S220/1_944355143s.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2578255418300121645.post-6991835720652046543</id><published>2009-12-27T05:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-27T06:35:35.660-08:00</updated><title type='text'>:'(</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/Szdh_4ml7YI/AAAAAAAAAbs/Eq95lKLwVZM/s1600-h/DSC03650.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/Szdh_4ml7YI/AAAAAAAAAbs/Eq95lKLwVZM/s200/DSC03650.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419908426717588866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:78%;"  &gt;&lt;br /&gt;everything little things &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;doesn&lt;/span&gt;`t seems to be the same as before!&lt;br /&gt;i can feel that you &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;doesn&lt;/span&gt;`t like me anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:lucida grande;font-size:78%;"  &gt;:'(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;font-size:78%;" &gt;be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;cruel&lt;/span&gt; than soft hearten.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&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/2578255418300121645-6991835720652046543?l=it-was-part-of-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2578255418300121645/posts/default/6991835720652046543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2578255418300121645/posts/default/6991835720652046543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://it-was-part-of-life.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post_27.html' title=':&apos;('/><author><name>zhenyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973135490501015149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/SLwBBbv217I/AAAAAAAAAAU/D1KITrUbnso/S220/1_944355143s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/Szdh_4ml7YI/AAAAAAAAAbs/Eq95lKLwVZM/s72-c/DSC03650.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2578255418300121645.post-436175394797614977</id><published>2009-12-25T01:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-25T04:01:34.821-08:00</updated><title type='text'>:)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/SzSoiNCwI2I/AAAAAAAAAbk/XORZIMKLGs0/s1600-h/Photo-0126.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 160px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/SzSoiNCwI2I/AAAAAAAAAbk/XORZIMKLGs0/s200/Photo-0126.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419141557203772258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;came back from genting on tuesday. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wednesday, 23 december 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;randomly, received a phone call from wei ching.  we chit chat awhile and decided to go swimming together with zhihui at yishun. :) i tried to swim half a lap at the deep pool. wa, i am like tortoise swimming, super slow.  :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thursday, 24 december 2009.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT`S CHRISTMAS EVE!! :) sad to say, there is badminton training. ARGH! today is not my day at all.  shouldn't go genting for holidays as i forgot how to play badminton already. :'( &amp;amp;&amp;amp; i injured my middle finger. rotten egg! i din`t even point middle finger for a long time, how come so bad luck kena my middle finger?!  :'( super painful as the skin came off &amp;amp; it bleed too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/SzSohPVABZI/AAAAAAAAAbM/K3Bw1LA3ejw/s1600-h/24122009025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/SzSohPVABZI/AAAAAAAAAbM/K3Bw1LA3ejw/s200/24122009025.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419141540637312402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this hamper prepare by terrence, eugene &amp;amp; I. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;at night, went over to jun kang`s house. give him &amp;amp; his family members a hamper.  :)  as a Christmas present &amp;amp; thanks his parents for paying the hotel fee &amp;amp; give us a dinner treat. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday, 25 december 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;MERRY CHRISTMAS EVERYONE!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/SzSohtwLRHI/AAAAAAAAAbU/pINZnFVZOOw/s1600-h/Photo-0150.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 160px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/SzSohtwLRHI/AAAAAAAAAbU/pINZnFVZOOw/s200/Photo-0150.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419141548804359282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XXL lollipop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/SzSohz5jbkI/AAAAAAAAAbc/Sww_orrkE-Y/s1600-h/Photo-0153.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 160px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/SzSohz5jbkI/AAAAAAAAAbc/Sww_orrkE-Y/s200/Photo-0153.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5419141550454304322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;christmas present given by jaslyn sis. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;went over to jaslyn block to give her a XXL lollipop with bubble gum &amp;amp; a DIY ice cream stick make by me, glow in the dark wor! :) thanks sis for giving me Christmas present. :)) so touch!! :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2578255418300121645-436175394797614977?l=it-was-part-of-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2578255418300121645/posts/default/436175394797614977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2578255418300121645/posts/default/436175394797614977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://it-was-part-of-life.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post_25.html' title=':)'/><author><name>zhenyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973135490501015149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/SLwBBbv217I/AAAAAAAAAAU/D1KITrUbnso/S220/1_944355143s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/SzSoiNCwI2I/AAAAAAAAAbk/XORZIMKLGs0/s72-c/Photo-0126.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2578255418300121645.post-6052689155001117107</id><published>2009-12-22T07:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T07:12:52.045-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i am back~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;WOOHOO!!  i am back! i am back from genting!!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will be posting again tomorrow :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2578255418300121645-6052689155001117107?l=it-was-part-of-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2578255418300121645/posts/default/6052689155001117107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2578255418300121645/posts/default/6052689155001117107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://it-was-part-of-life.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-am-back.html' title='i am back~'/><author><name>zhenyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973135490501015149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/SLwBBbv217I/AAAAAAAAAAU/D1KITrUbnso/S220/1_944355143s.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2578255418300121645.post-8617946172440268889</id><published>2009-12-18T00:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-22T07:13:51.261-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i am not so scare of deep pool already. :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/Sys5fzStVjI/AAAAAAAAAbE/pN147eztwQY/s1600-h/DSC03806.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/Sys5fzStVjI/AAAAAAAAAbE/pN147eztwQY/s200/DSC03806.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5416486195350558258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;something funny happened! :) jun kang give me a call in the morning as the same old people are going swimming. so i told jun kang to wait for me at my block, i brush my teeth &amp;amp; i will go down. in fact i fall a sleep! 15minutes later, received a call from jun kang asking me am i done with my stuffs? i replied give me 5minutes and i am done. brush my teeth &amp;amp; dashed out of my house. meet jun kang &amp;amp; i told him i fall asleep. we both laugh &amp;amp; he look sleepy too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;good news! today, i am not that scared of deep pool. :X but there are many flies in the swimming pool, so gross. the most gross part is there is an a life grasshopper in the swimming pool. puke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after swimming feel super hungry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will be leaving singapore for 4days, i bet mom &amp;amp; bro are the most happy person that i am not at home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2578255418300121645-8617946172440268889?l=it-was-part-of-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2578255418300121645/posts/default/8617946172440268889'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2578255418300121645/posts/default/8617946172440268889'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://it-was-part-of-life.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-am-not-so-scare-of-deep-pool-already.html' title='i am not so scare of deep pool already. :)'/><author><name>zhenyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973135490501015149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/SLwBBbv217I/AAAAAAAAAAU/D1KITrUbnso/S220/1_944355143s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/Sys5fzStVjI/AAAAAAAAAbE/pN147eztwQY/s72-c/DSC03806.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2578255418300121645.post-7099194017634353175</id><published>2009-12-17T08:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-17T09:10:58.789-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i make her cried again. :)</title><content type='html'>suppose going swimming in the early morning but it rains.  so have to postpone to tomorrow, 9am.  early bird? &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;. :X badminton training start at 12pm &amp;amp; i woke up at 12pm sharp. so rush a little. reached &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;dover&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;ITE&lt;/span&gt; at 1.25pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here it goes, why she cried again!&lt;br /&gt;coach say ting fang and i play doubles with Tiffanie &amp;amp; her partner (first time met her, so i don`t know her name). &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;tiffianie&lt;/span&gt; partner react obviously that she &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;doesn&lt;/span&gt;`t like me, know why? simply because every shuttlecock she serve or whatever i will give a drop nice nice over the net there. she can`t take the drop &amp;amp; gave black face.  so i told &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;tiffanie&lt;/span&gt;, she the one not happy with me &amp;amp; i did nothing wrong. to tell the truth, i was a little bit not happy of her partner. sucks man. :X then we played doubles match.  ting fang and i won the first match, but lose the second and third match. during the second match, i told ting fang if we lose, only can lose by 2 marks. and here it goes we lose by 2 marks. third match, I DON`T KNOW WHAT`S WRONG TO TING FANG!?!?!?!?!?!!?!?!?!?!?!?!!??!!??!?!?!?!?!?! &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;SHE BLOODY MISS THE SHUTTLECOCK SO MANY TIMES!&lt;/span&gt; guess what`s the score? 8/21! we lose until so badly. during the last point, i ask &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;tiffanie&lt;/span&gt; what`s the score? she replied 8/20 already! we scored  8 only. so i joke with ting fang, i told her 'fuck you 8/21'. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;opps&lt;/span&gt;, i just scolded FUCK. it has been so long since i scolded vulgarities! i aslo don`t know why i will scold 'fuck'. i think i got influence by my friends as they scold vulgarities. =.= friend is always the big influence! ting fang took my words seriously &amp;amp; cried out again.  it is like funny la! after awhile i remember she told me before we should respect each other in any sports game. feel a kind of sorry but she attitude me a little. feel so angry that she attitude me but i din`t quarrel with her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i ask coach when will the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;dover&lt;/span&gt; training end? he replied 'you want to quit?'. i replied 'yup, because every training i come, i make her cried. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;tuesday&lt;/span&gt; also she cried, today she also cried!' -.- then no replied from coach already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;training end, leave the multi purpose hall and say bye to coach. coach said next &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;tuesday&lt;/span&gt; no training, i was kind of so happy! coach also said next training i must come if not he will find someone to marry me. so i show him a punch. i know coach was just joking. so we all laugh. coach the mo mo (ghost) &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;kum&lt;/span&gt; joker. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will be leaving &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;singapore&lt;/span&gt; tomorrow! :) &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;bon&lt;/span&gt; voyage! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2578255418300121645-7099194017634353175?l=it-was-part-of-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2578255418300121645/posts/default/7099194017634353175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2578255418300121645/posts/default/7099194017634353175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://it-was-part-of-life.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-make-her-cried-again.html' title='i make her cried again. :)'/><author><name>zhenyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973135490501015149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/SLwBBbv217I/AAAAAAAAAAU/D1KITrUbnso/S220/1_944355143s.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2578255418300121645.post-7845926430651359617</id><published>2009-12-16T08:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-16T09:15:50.378-08:00</updated><title type='text'>toa payoh, somerset, city hall &amp; bedok.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/SykQj55FFBI/AAAAAAAAAa8/BUMg57Lfrik/s1600-h/DSC03676.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/SykQj55FFBI/AAAAAAAAAa8/BUMg57Lfrik/s200/DSC03676.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415878235911427090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;went out with yihong, terrence, eugene &amp;amp; jun kang today. meet terrence &amp;amp; eugene at mrt station, we took train to toa payoh to meet yihong. it has been almost 1year since i last met him. still the same old, no changers to him at all. but there is good new that i heard from him. congratulation! :) but money is still a matter dude. 4 of us took train to somerset to wait for jun kang`s Japanese lesson to end at 4pm. we shop around somerset &amp;amp; lastly went to food republic and slack. meanwhile, saw suz aunty. she din`t saw me so i when in front of her &amp;amp; say hi, also chit chat awhile. it also has been so long since i last met her. :) jun kang came, after awhile we went set off out journey to city hall as eugene wanted to buy his guitar stuffs. reached there terrence brought a pool stick. &amp;amp; eugene got what he wants too. that pool stick that terrence brought cost him one hundred and thirty-five bucks! what the hell, just a simply stick &amp;amp; cost so much. :X heart pain if i am the one brought it. next, we train to bedok as jun kang wanted to collect his figuring. jun kang &amp;amp; i was like so hungry! so we all went to the near by mac and ate our dinner.  after dinner, went back sembawang &amp;amp; played basketball.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2578255418300121645-7845926430651359617?l=it-was-part-of-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2578255418300121645/posts/default/7845926430651359617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2578255418300121645/posts/default/7845926430651359617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://it-was-part-of-life.blogspot.com/2009/12/toa-payoh-somerset-city-hall-bedok.html' title='toa payoh, somerset, city hall &amp; bedok.'/><author><name>zhenyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973135490501015149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/SLwBBbv217I/AAAAAAAAAAU/D1KITrUbnso/S220/1_944355143s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/SykQj55FFBI/AAAAAAAAAa8/BUMg57Lfrik/s72-c/DSC03676.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2578255418300121645.post-6612920125670749921</id><published>2009-12-15T03:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-15T04:19:10.227-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i make her cried.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-weight: bold;"&gt;WO ZHEN DE ZHEN DE HEN SHENG QI!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for badminton i swear this is my very first time, getting so angry! super, extremely angry today! &amp;amp; i shouted at her(my partner) twice.  after the match she cried.. i told her many times what to do already, but still.................... it doesn`t get into her mind. i even open my eye big and look into her eyes and tell her what to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;erm, once again i am so sorry.  i don`t mean to make you cry or what ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now then i know, how fierce i am.  this remind me of something too. i remember last year, i shouted at my best friend &amp;amp; she cried.  i was totally stun that she cried out &amp;amp; felt guilty too.  you know who i referring to right? i am sorry.  now, then i know i am so fierce. :X&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2578255418300121645-6612920125670749921?l=it-was-part-of-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2578255418300121645/posts/default/6612920125670749921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2578255418300121645/posts/default/6612920125670749921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://it-was-part-of-life.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-make-her-cried.html' title='i make her cried.'/><author><name>zhenyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973135490501015149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/SLwBBbv217I/AAAAAAAAAAU/D1KITrUbnso/S220/1_944355143s.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2578255418300121645.post-6543285294064588521</id><published>2009-12-14T05:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-14T05:49:13.690-08:00</updated><title type='text'>new teddy bear</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/SyY8hTAtljI/AAAAAAAAAa0/WmUkKaynJaU/s1600-h/DSC03797.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/SyY8hTAtljI/AAAAAAAAAa0/WmUkKaynJaU/s400/DSC03797.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5415082144696210994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;new teddy bear!! last night bro when shop and save and buy white chocolate. i was like so happy! cause i got a chance to have some chocolate but in the end bro brought a teddy bear!! when bro came back, i was happily ran out from my room for chocolate but bro take out this teddy bear &amp;amp; sing Christmas song to me.  he told me it is a Christmas gift for me. i was like so sad no chocolate but pop out a teddy bear.  totally, got no reaction at all and bro thought that the minute i saw this teddy bear i will be super happy. he was wrong. haha. at last i told bro i am not xiao meimei easily got cheated by soft toy and stuffs. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up at 12pm today.  packed my room, washed last night dishes &amp;amp; surf net. while surfing net, many things came into my mind again. which make me low morale. about 3pm plus received a call from jun kang.  when swimming with jun kang, terrence &amp;amp; eugene. ARGH! stupid! i drank the pool water again! next way back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will be away on friday to next tuesday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2578255418300121645-6543285294064588521?l=it-was-part-of-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2578255418300121645/posts/default/6543285294064588521'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2578255418300121645/posts/default/6543285294064588521'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://it-was-part-of-life.blogspot.com/2009/12/new-teddy-bear.html' title='new teddy bear'/><author><name>zhenyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973135490501015149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/SLwBBbv217I/AAAAAAAAAAU/D1KITrUbnso/S220/1_944355143s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/SyY8hTAtljI/AAAAAAAAAa0/WmUkKaynJaU/s72-c/DSC03797.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2578255418300121645.post-3205947140691241982</id><published>2009-12-13T03:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T04:20:29.861-08:00</updated><title type='text'>three</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;great sunday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;today, i totally don`t feel like waking up to work. at last, i force myself to wake up in my dream. reached coffee shop, it is not like the usual sunday. not crowed at all, not the same as every sunday. feel so sleepy today~ zZZZ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;say goodbye to my pinkie phone. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;my pinkie phone drop in a pile of water &amp;amp; that`s it, my cell phone spoilt. i react normally as nothing has happened and laugh out loud. don`t really feel sad at all.  save about 200 bucks and buy LG crystal. :) LG crystal wait for me wor!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;dad told me something..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;while mom was away, dad told me something. he said although mom doesn`t treat me well but  i schold not treat her so badly as she gave birth to me. i was like blah blah blah. glad that dad knows mom doesn`t treat me well! dad knows everything but he is just shutting his mouth! the moron of the story is RETRIBUTION!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2578255418300121645-3205947140691241982?l=it-was-part-of-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2578255418300121645/posts/default/3205947140691241982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2578255418300121645/posts/default/3205947140691241982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://it-was-part-of-life.blogspot.com/2009/12/three.html' title='three'/><author><name>zhenyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973135490501015149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/SLwBBbv217I/AAAAAAAAAAU/D1KITrUbnso/S220/1_944355143s.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2578255418300121645.post-3506041973131319107</id><published>2009-12-11T08:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T08:20:43.567-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i wish, i wanted, if only.</title><content type='html'>i wish i could stay in bungalow or condominium,&lt;br /&gt;i wish i could stay in a 2storey HDB flat,&lt;br /&gt;i wish i could rent a bungalow or 2storey HDB flat for 1month,&lt;br /&gt;i wish i to be a korean,&lt;br /&gt;i wish i could stay in korea,&lt;br /&gt;i wish that my future husband is a korean,&lt;br /&gt;i wish i could get my car licence as soon as possible,&lt;br /&gt;i wish i could own a car,&lt;br /&gt;i wish to own a grand piano,&lt;br /&gt;i wish everything single things can goes better~&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; i wish.............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if i wasn`t born in this kind of family background,&lt;br /&gt;i think i will be a better person now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2578255418300121645-3506041973131319107?l=it-was-part-of-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2578255418300121645/posts/default/3506041973131319107'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2578255418300121645/posts/default/3506041973131319107'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://it-was-part-of-life.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-wish-i-wanted-if-only.html' title='i wish, i wanted, if only.'/><author><name>zhenyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973135490501015149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/SLwBBbv217I/AAAAAAAAAAU/D1KITrUbnso/S220/1_944355143s.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2578255418300121645.post-1075207133863212072</id><published>2009-12-11T06:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T07:26:33.581-08:00</updated><title type='text'>they thought i am a guy. =.=</title><content type='html'>alright, went shopping at north point with mom today. thought mom could can get me a jeans BUT no.  it is either the jeans is expensive or it is a guys cutting. :'( so mom say get the jeans next time. ARGH! after dinner i dated jun kang and terrence out for swimming. jun kang little sister came along too. there were a bunch of guys beside the swimming pool. one of the guy shouted towards my direction, as that time only jun kang little sis and i was seating on the chair. that guy shouted : 'hello, may i know what time the swimming pool close?' i replied '9pm'.  his friend replied 'thanks'. that`s all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2578255418300121645-1075207133863212072?l=it-was-part-of-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2578255418300121645/posts/default/1075207133863212072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2578255418300121645/posts/default/1075207133863212072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://it-was-part-of-life.blogspot.com/2009/12/they-thought-i-am-guy.html' title='they thought i am a guy. =.='/><author><name>zhenyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973135490501015149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/SLwBBbv217I/AAAAAAAAAAU/D1KITrUbnso/S220/1_944355143s.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2578255418300121645.post-67718716845929841</id><published>2009-12-10T08:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-10T08:29:16.181-08:00</updated><title type='text'>i think we are getting along well with coach.</title><content type='html'>it`s thursday! badminton training day~ :) this time round coach wanted ting fang and i to play doubles with hannah &amp;amp; chen hong (we don`t really know her). we lost the doubles match. :'( after the match, few minutes later.  coach came in and join us play doubles. to tell the truth, i love to bully coach.  coach the mo mo (ghost) ! haha! anyway he is a good coach!  i was super hungry today, i don`t know why. that`s all, goodbye~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2578255418300121645-67718716845929841?l=it-was-part-of-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2578255418300121645/posts/default/67718716845929841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2578255418300121645/posts/default/67718716845929841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://it-was-part-of-life.blogspot.com/2009/12/i-think-we-getting-along-well-with.html' title='i think we are getting along well with coach.'/><author><name>zhenyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973135490501015149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/SLwBBbv217I/AAAAAAAAAAU/D1KITrUbnso/S220/1_944355143s.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2578255418300121645.post-3026139198668629641</id><published>2009-12-08T22:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T23:41:39.642-08:00</updated><title type='text'>3 days in 1 post</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/Sx9FY7VxTaI/AAAAAAAAAas/Sb-mR53-6bQ/s1600-h/Photo-0023.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 176px; height: 220px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/Sx9FY7VxTaI/AAAAAAAAAas/Sb-mR53-6bQ/s400/Photo-0023.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413121571670805922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;monday~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up super late! received a call from weiching.  she dated me out, but i din`t show up. i am sorry, very sorry. as the time is real late already! shall date you out some day. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tuesday~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;train all the way to dover with ting fang for badminton training.  i don`t understand why coach want Tiffanie (i don`t know how to spell her name, sorry) and i to play a single match?! tiffanie and i are doubles player, i don`t know why he still want us to play a single match. so we anyhow play the single match. because of we anyhow play the single match, coach was a little bit angry. overall, this coach was good. totally, different from the first day that we met him at simei ITE. when we first met him i bet most of us dislike him because he gave us a bad impression and he actually look down on us! but after few weeks of training he was alright not the same as before. :)&lt;br /&gt;oh ya, thanks coach for helping me to re-string my badminton racket &amp;amp; of course i do paid for the re-string money. :P lastly, thanks ting fang too.  she taught me some taekwondo. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wednesday~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suppose going to play pool at 12pm with terrence they all but i need to save money for the malaysia trip so i din`t go.  terrence was very kind-hearted he told me 'never mind, you come and join us more people more fun'. but so sad it rains. i am sorry guys, will join you all next time. :) stayed at home cooked korean maggie mee with vegetable, continue learning 'rivers flow in you' on keyboard, clean up my room a little bit, washed the dishes and surfing net. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2578255418300121645-3026139198668629641?l=it-was-part-of-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2578255418300121645/posts/default/3026139198668629641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2578255418300121645/posts/default/3026139198668629641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://it-was-part-of-life.blogspot.com/2009/12/3-days-in-1-post.html' title='3 days in 1 post'/><author><name>zhenyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973135490501015149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/SLwBBbv217I/AAAAAAAAAAU/D1KITrUbnso/S220/1_944355143s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/Sx9FY7VxTaI/AAAAAAAAAas/Sb-mR53-6bQ/s72-c/Photo-0023.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2578255418300121645.post-3085546460980769527</id><published>2009-12-06T06:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-06T06:56:08.144-08:00</updated><title type='text'>saturday &amp; sunday as usual, i went to work</title><content type='html'>went swimming with jun kang and eugene today. nah, i drank the swimming pool water.  =.= damn gong one sia!  i am scared of deep pool.  it was like too deep already.  &amp;amp; i always imagine there have shark.  =.= after swimming way back home. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2578255418300121645-3085546460980769527?l=it-was-part-of-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2578255418300121645/posts/default/3085546460980769527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2578255418300121645/posts/default/3085546460980769527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://it-was-part-of-life.blogspot.com/2009/12/saturday-sunday-as-usual-i-went-to-work.html' title='saturday &amp; sunday as usual, i went to work'/><author><name>zhenyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973135490501015149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/SLwBBbv217I/AAAAAAAAAAU/D1KITrUbnso/S220/1_944355143s.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2578255418300121645.post-3037605012072735665</id><published>2009-12-04T05:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-08T22:30:26.983-08:00</updated><title type='text'>raining day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/Sx9DaB4i0xI/AAAAAAAAAaU/u_M5YLCa9dA/s1600-h/Photo-0033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 176px; height: 220px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/Sx9DaB4i0xI/AAAAAAAAAaU/u_M5YLCa9dA/s400/Photo-0033.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413119391583884050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/Sx9DZr639QI/AAAAAAAAAaM/otScaSkey6g/s1600-h/Photo-0035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 176px; height: 220px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/Sx9DZr639QI/AAAAAAAAAaM/otScaSkey6g/s400/Photo-0035.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5413119385688077570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ting fang!&lt;br /&gt;she look good without spec!&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; she has a very stubborn mindset!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suppose going lunch with badminton team (girls), but last minutes of cancellation. :) to tell the truth i am happy for the last minutes of cancellation because it was a raining day.  so i could sleep late. :) unfortunately, i receive a call from ting fang.  she date me out to find a dress for her tomorrow`s wedding dinner.  so i suggest to shop at bugis.  i seriously, buai ta han ting fang!  we shop for 3 hours and just got 1 dress. =.= must have more confidence in yourself! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2578255418300121645-3037605012072735665?l=it-was-part-of-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2578255418300121645/posts/default/3037605012072735665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2578255418300121645/posts/default/3037605012072735665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://it-was-part-of-life.blogspot.com/2009/12/raining-day.html' title='raining day'/><author><name>zhenyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973135490501015149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/SLwBBbv217I/AAAAAAAAAAU/D1KITrUbnso/S220/1_944355143s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/Sx9DaB4i0xI/AAAAAAAAAaU/u_M5YLCa9dA/s72-c/Photo-0033.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2578255418300121645.post-7452882967695246602</id><published>2009-12-03T08:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T08:37:34.575-08:00</updated><title type='text'>super fed up!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/SxfisJQuGmI/AAAAAAAAAaE/xWrXs5D9ouk/s1600-h/Photo-0031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 176px; height: 220px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/SxfisJQuGmI/AAAAAAAAAaE/xWrXs5D9ouk/s400/Photo-0031.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411042725337111138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/Sxfir0PzZ5I/AAAAAAAAAZ8/91BMvphxHe8/s1600-h/Photo-0030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 176px; height: 220px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/Sxfir0PzZ5I/AAAAAAAAAZ8/91BMvphxHe8/s400/Photo-0030.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411042719696119698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/SxfihPkmbzI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/TbQPC3zCSZo/s1600-h/Photo-0029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 176px; height: 220px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/SxfihPkmbzI/AAAAAAAAAZ0/TbQPC3zCSZo/s400/Photo-0029.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5411042538052546354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up late again.  went bugis shopping alone.  ARGH~ can`t stand the clothes they are selling there.  it was so damn mature.  doesn`t suit my age at all.  so nothing caught my eyes! what a coincidence :) cause i saw emiliah, farhanah, bahiyah and arifin at bugis street.  :)  next, took mrt to dover ITE for badminton training.  while waiting for my friends at dover mrt station.  i saw a lots of good looking guys! which is studying in singapore polytechnic. oh,  i am such a stalker. =.= then took bus with my friends and went to dover ITE together.  super fed up today.  just because of an incident and something.  my partner wanted to smack but accidentally wack the shuttlecock at my back.  wa piang.  super angry!  i don`t like people to wrack the shuttlecock at me, because last time went i knew nothing about badminton.  there was this guy taking advantage of me.  he smack so many times it`s ok BUT the shuttlecock din`t touches the floor but touches my hand, leg and stomach.  so from that day onwards i learn to play badminton. then blah blah blah. alright, tomorrow will be going dinner with school badminton team, girls only. :) looking forward. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2578255418300121645-7452882967695246602?l=it-was-part-of-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2578255418300121645/posts/default/7452882967695246602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2578255418300121645/posts/default/7452882967695246602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://it-was-part-of-life.blogspot.com/2009/12/blog-post.html' title='super fed up!'/><author><name>zhenyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973135490501015149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/SLwBBbv217I/AAAAAAAAAAU/D1KITrUbnso/S220/1_944355143s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/SxfisJQuGmI/AAAAAAAAAaE/xWrXs5D9ouk/s72-c/Photo-0031.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2578255418300121645.post-6754759085975816065</id><published>2009-12-02T07:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T07:41:31.168-08:00</updated><title type='text'>just a mistake.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i thought it would be ok,&lt;br /&gt;i thought it would be like the past,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BUT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO!&lt;br /&gt;it is not ok,&lt;br /&gt;it is not like the past.&lt;br /&gt;a mistake can change every things.&lt;br /&gt;just a mistake.&lt;br /&gt;:'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2578255418300121645-6754759085975816065?l=it-was-part-of-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2578255418300121645/posts/default/6754759085975816065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2578255418300121645/posts/default/6754759085975816065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://it-was-part-of-life.blogspot.com/2009/12/just-mistake.html' title='just a mistake.'/><author><name>zhenyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973135490501015149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/SLwBBbv217I/AAAAAAAAAAU/D1KITrUbnso/S220/1_944355143s.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2578255418300121645.post-1418311818410403387</id><published>2009-12-02T07:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-02T07:27:26.752-08:00</updated><title type='text'>first day of holiday..</title><content type='html'>last night i slept at 1am plus and woke up at 2pm today.  feeling so great, don`t have to stress for school work anymore. :) hahaha. when to play badminton with jun kang and terr. then at about 6.30pm went swimming with them. HAHAHA. tell your a secret alright, when i was in the swimming pool, i laughed and told my friends that i don`t know how to swim. hahaha. then they taught me how to swim.  hmm, i guess i know how to swim a bit only. :) there is always room for improvement. :) jia you! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as for tomorrow, i am going bugis to shop for clothes. then heading dover to meet my badminton friend. next, went to dover ITE for badminton training. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yah, tell your something.  i am going malaysia on 18 dec to 22 dec with my friends and his family members.  :) wahahaa. looking forward to that day. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2578255418300121645-1418311818410403387?l=it-was-part-of-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2578255418300121645/posts/default/1418311818410403387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2578255418300121645/posts/default/1418311818410403387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://it-was-part-of-life.blogspot.com/2009/12/first-day-of-holiday.html' title='first day of holiday..'/><author><name>zhenyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973135490501015149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/SLwBBbv217I/AAAAAAAAAAU/D1KITrUbnso/S220/1_944355143s.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2578255418300121645.post-8992801344638858427</id><published>2009-12-01T07:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-12-01T08:30:19.875-08:00</updated><title type='text'>last day of school.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;we did the last final exam paper. er, it doesn`t turn out to be a easy paper. what ever i have study, most of them did not come out from the questions.  i am a kind of stuck while doing the short answer questions. after the exam, i told most of my friend that i will fail my BEO final exams. but they thought i am bluffing them. seriously, i guess or confirm i will fail my BEO. :'( if fail, every single things of BEO have to re-do. i don`t want to fall back, i don`t want. i wan`t, i wish, to go to higher nitec. :'( things will always &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ALWAYS &lt;/span&gt;WON`T GOES THE WAY WE WANTED TO BE.  whatever~ what have done is already done, time couldn't`t turn back and re-do every single things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARGH! forget it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;alright, everything ended nicely but i don`t feel it is the last day of school. in fact, i am cold blooded. i got no bloody feeling of sadness. o.o expect, the day miss kok gave us the bookmark and say the last words to us. i feel a kind of extremely sad. tears nearly dropping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the bookmark say:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;TEEN CREED&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don`t let your parents down;&lt;br /&gt;they brought you up.&lt;br /&gt;Be humble enough to obey;&lt;br /&gt;you may give orders some day.&lt;br /&gt;Choose companions with care;&lt;br /&gt;you become what they are.&lt;br /&gt;Guard your thoughts;&lt;br /&gt;what you think, you are.&lt;br /&gt;Choose only a date that&lt;br /&gt;would make a good mate.&lt;br /&gt;Be master of your habits;&lt;br /&gt;or they will master you.&lt;br /&gt;Don`t be show-off&lt;br /&gt;went you drive;&lt;br /&gt;drive with safety and arrive.&lt;br /&gt;Don`t let the crowd&lt;br /&gt;pressure you;&lt;br /&gt;stand for something or&lt;br /&gt;you`ll fall for anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, i am glad to meet IOI. although, we only spent one year together, i feel happy to fool around with your. especially rui zhen, yunlin, betty, michelle, darshini, feona &amp;amp; hui kheng. er, this year i did quarrel with some of you. i felt sorry, sincerely apologize. er, bygones be bygones ok? :) i am also glad to meet so many caring lectures. through out this year, i have learn so much things. &amp;amp; it will helps me in my future work? i don`t know. anyway, a special thanks to rui zhen ya. i am the one always bullying her in school, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;BUT&lt;/span&gt; she doesn`t have any anger! weird sia. haha. :) i bet, in her heart she must be very angry of me. haha. :P all the best IOI! hope to see your next year, for higher nitec. :) take good care! remember to date me out wor! :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2578255418300121645-8992801344638858427?l=it-was-part-of-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2578255418300121645/posts/default/8992801344638858427'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2578255418300121645/posts/default/8992801344638858427'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://it-was-part-of-life.blogspot.com/2009/12/last-day-of-school.html' title='last day of school.'/><author><name>zhenyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973135490501015149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/SLwBBbv217I/AAAAAAAAAAU/D1KITrUbnso/S220/1_944355143s.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2578255418300121645.post-8713329082437301669</id><published>2009-11-30T10:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T10:47:44.725-08:00</updated><title type='text'>cannot make it!</title><content type='html'>ARGH! the more i study BEO the more i gets fed up!!! i just can`t remember a single thing! what the fuck! ARGH!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2578255418300121645-8713329082437301669?l=it-was-part-of-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2578255418300121645/posts/default/8713329082437301669'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2578255418300121645/posts/default/8713329082437301669'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://it-was-part-of-life.blogspot.com/2009/11/cannot-make-it.html' title='cannot make it!'/><author><name>zhenyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973135490501015149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/SLwBBbv217I/AAAAAAAAAAU/D1KITrUbnso/S220/1_944355143s.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2578255418300121645.post-6662824562777122387</id><published>2009-11-30T00:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-30T04:10:21.073-08:00</updated><title type='text'>jia you for the last paper already!</title><content type='html'>today, was a gorgeous day.  my friend and i speak chinese kum korea kum malay kum japan kum hokkien kum whatever. quite interesting when learning second language. :) had so much fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright. yes, i am feeling on top of the world as POA final exam is over! only left with BEO. anyway, BEO sucks! but i will work hard for the next 24hours to study for BEO AND that`s it! it will be school holidays!! haha. after BEO final exams i am going to have lunch with my classmates and off to dover ITE for badminton training. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;GOOD LUCK TO IOI FOR TOMORROW`s PAPER!&lt;br /&gt;JIA YOU!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2578255418300121645-6662824562777122387?l=it-was-part-of-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2578255418300121645/posts/default/6662824562777122387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2578255418300121645/posts/default/6662824562777122387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://it-was-part-of-life.blogspot.com/2009/11/jia-u-last-paper-already.html' title='jia you for the last paper already!'/><author><name>zhenyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973135490501015149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/SLwBBbv217I/AAAAAAAAAAU/D1KITrUbnso/S220/1_944355143s.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2578255418300121645.post-5033837214308764556</id><published>2009-11-28T05:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-28T05:18:52.030-08:00</updated><title type='text'>hate exams period.</title><content type='html'>i hate, super hate, &amp;amp; extremely hate exams! this coming monday and tuesday will be a horrendous day! HORRENDOUS AH!!!!! because it is the final exams. oh, what the hell so much units to remember! it is killing me! especially for BEO! totally don`t understand this module at all.  i will break all my psychological barriers.! i will. jia you zhenyi! JIA YOU!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:georgia;font-size:180%;"  &gt;I HATE THIS COMING EXAMS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;totally not interested in these modules!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;encouragement,&lt;br /&gt;motivation!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2578255418300121645-5033837214308764556?l=it-was-part-of-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2578255418300121645/posts/default/5033837214308764556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2578255418300121645/posts/default/5033837214308764556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://it-was-part-of-life.blogspot.com/2009/11/hate-exams-period.html' title='hate exams period.'/><author><name>zhenyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973135490501015149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/SLwBBbv217I/AAAAAAAAAAU/D1KITrUbnso/S220/1_944355143s.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2578255418300121645.post-2212083531366706636</id><published>2009-11-26T07:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T07:51:01.392-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>stupid blogger. u are so &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;problematic&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2578255418300121645-2212083531366706636?l=it-was-part-of-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2578255418300121645/posts/default/2212083531366706636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2578255418300121645/posts/default/2212083531366706636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://it-was-part-of-life.blogspot.com/2009/11/stupid-blogger.html' title=''/><author><name>zhenyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973135490501015149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/SLwBBbv217I/AAAAAAAAAAU/D1KITrUbnso/S220/1_944355143s.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2578255418300121645.post-6306884680866438723</id><published>2009-11-26T03:16:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T03:21:10.133-08:00</updated><title type='text'>3 years of commitment.</title><content type='html'>4 more days, to the month of december 09.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at the start of december holidays,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;it will be a 3years commitment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 years...........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;money is still s matter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2578255418300121645-6306884680866438723?l=it-was-part-of-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2578255418300121645/posts/default/6306884680866438723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2578255418300121645/posts/default/6306884680866438723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://it-was-part-of-life.blogspot.com/2009/11/3-years-of-commitment.html' title='3 years of commitment.'/><author><name>zhenyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973135490501015149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/SLwBBbv217I/AAAAAAAAAAU/D1KITrUbnso/S220/1_944355143s.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2578255418300121645.post-6343035045607853774</id><published>2009-10-30T06:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-30T07:41:17.369-07:00</updated><title type='text'>there are so much so much things that are all left unsay!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/Sur68kWthnI/AAAAAAAAAZM/qZx5hlT_QJU/s1600-h/DSC02519.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/Sur68kWthnI/AAAAAAAAAZM/qZx5hlT_QJU/s200/DSC02519.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398403021814990450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there are so much, so much things were remained unsay~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you have been bullying me for YEARS! YEARS! why can`t i see any retributions in you? why, is it so unfair? i know nothing in this world is fair.. whenever you bully me, been unfair to me, i am always forgiving and forgiving.. do you know?, these years i have been enduring your stupid attitude &amp;amp; anger. yes, i do vent my anger by crying and crying. nothing but crying. why? because my parents does`t care about this stuffs. i am breaking down breaking real down. other than crying there is a no way to solve it. i hate to be in this family. all because of your selfishness ruin my life. you ruin my life, dad and mum you too, 4 of you ruin my life. this is not the life i want! i am just enduring enduring! i am just shutting my mouth, if i spoke out every single things, your just don`t care! why did you give birth to me? i dislike to be your daughter! i dislike i hate it, i HATE it! why am i your sister? i dislike to be your sister! no one know how am i feeling, unless myself. your just don`t understand what kind of family members i am staying with! your does`t know. it is always been fine for me that you are been unfair. but why can`t you think for dad? why can`t you think of me too? why are you so selfish? do you know because of your selfishness ruin my dreams! i am super hate to be in this kind of family, super super dislike this kind of family members.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YOUR WILL GET YOUR &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;RETRIBUTIONS&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one week, seven days.&lt;br /&gt;monday to friday, schooling &amp;amp; CCA.&lt;br /&gt;sat &amp;amp; sun working for dad.&lt;br /&gt;anyone tell me, WHEN IS MY RESTING DAY?&lt;br /&gt;WHEN IS THE DAY I CAN RELAX, REST &amp;amp; LEARN NEW SKILL'S' THAT I WANT!?&lt;br /&gt;WHEN? WHEN? WHEN WHEN?&lt;br /&gt;the answer is no, there is NO resting day unless school holidays!&lt;br /&gt;get it?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2578255418300121645-6343035045607853774?l=it-was-part-of-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2578255418300121645/posts/default/6343035045607853774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2578255418300121645/posts/default/6343035045607853774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://it-was-part-of-life.blogspot.com/2009/10/there-are-so-much-so-much-things-that.html' title='there are so much so much things that are all left unsay!'/><author><name>zhenyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973135490501015149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/SLwBBbv217I/AAAAAAAAAAU/D1KITrUbnso/S220/1_944355143s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/Sur68kWthnI/AAAAAAAAAZM/qZx5hlT_QJU/s72-c/DSC02519.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2578255418300121645.post-4394851932337147412</id><published>2009-10-27T06:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T06:44:34.825-07:00</updated><title type='text'>fucking hate lessons!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;there are so much fucking things to do.&lt;br /&gt; &amp;amp;&amp;amp;&amp;amp; i super hate schooling!&lt;br /&gt;super super hate theory!&lt;br /&gt; 1 more month, just 1 more month!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2578255418300121645-4394851932337147412?l=it-was-part-of-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2578255418300121645/posts/default/4394851932337147412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2578255418300121645/posts/default/4394851932337147412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://it-was-part-of-life.blogspot.com/2009/10/fucking-hate-lessons.html' title='fucking hate lessons!'/><author><name>zhenyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973135490501015149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/SLwBBbv217I/AAAAAAAAAAU/D1KITrUbnso/S220/1_944355143s.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2578255418300121645.post-6737407249294163685</id><published>2009-10-14T08:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T08:07:23.544-07:00</updated><title type='text'>just feel like saying.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;zhe bu shi yi liang tian nen gai bian de shi si..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2578255418300121645-6737407249294163685?l=it-was-part-of-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2578255418300121645/posts/default/6737407249294163685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2578255418300121645/posts/default/6737407249294163685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://it-was-part-of-life.blogspot.com/2009/10/just-feel-like-saying.html' title='just feel like saying.....'/><author><name>zhenyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973135490501015149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/SLwBBbv217I/AAAAAAAAAAU/D1KITrUbnso/S220/1_944355143s.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2578255418300121645.post-581308175523915915</id><published>2009-10-05T03:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-05T04:23:17.929-07:00</updated><title type='text'>5 oct 2009, monday.</title><content type='html'>5 October 2009, Monday.&lt;br /&gt;Caution -6more days to school starts.. :'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up late today &amp;amp; i was super super angry! bro din`t wash plates again! so i text him, like how the way he text me, whenever i din`t washed plates. =.= super super angry, he replied a smiley face. ARGH! idiotic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next i when to bathe and stuffs, then leave my house and when to the salon near my house to rebond my fringe. i can`t stand my fringe anymore it is super super messy &amp;amp;blah blah blah. All because of the new grow hair. Can`t be blame because i am born with curly hair. =.= all thanks to my mommy genes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hohoho, i found a great stylist! i love this ice jiejie from the salon. she is super nice! unlike some other jiejies there. :X ice jiejie serve me GREAT services, she provides more services and din`t give extra charges! moreover, this time round is the cheapest charge! she even went extra miles &amp;amp; tell me more about my hair and blah blah blah. :) ice jiejie thank you every much. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that`s all..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2578255418300121645-581308175523915915?l=it-was-part-of-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2578255418300121645/posts/default/581308175523915915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2578255418300121645/posts/default/581308175523915915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://it-was-part-of-life.blogspot.com/2009/10/5-oct-2009-monday.html' title='5 oct 2009, monday.'/><author><name>zhenyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973135490501015149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/SLwBBbv217I/AAAAAAAAAAU/D1KITrUbnso/S220/1_944355143s.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2578255418300121645.post-5198158413108457110</id><published>2009-09-22T07:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T07:50:54.179-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i love ice apple tea!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; random...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/SrjfrSVb6EI/AAAAAAAAAY8/wpThmxd0P4k/s1600-h/season_ice_fruit_tea.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 106px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/SrjfrSVb6EI/AAAAAAAAAY8/wpThmxd0P4k/s200/season_ice_fruit_tea.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384299289270544450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;I &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;AM &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;IN LOVE T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;O ICE APPLE TEA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the story started like this....................&lt;br /&gt;last friday,&lt;br /&gt;was the last day of school.&lt;br /&gt;so ITEmates &amp;amp; i went to bishan J8 food court.&lt;br /&gt;to eat lunch together.&lt;br /&gt;i wanted to eat korean food for a long time.&lt;br /&gt;so i brought (i forgot what is the food called).&lt;br /&gt;not for getting drink also.&lt;br /&gt;most of the can drinks,&lt;br /&gt;make me feel bored.&lt;br /&gt;it is all the same,&lt;br /&gt;nothing special.&lt;br /&gt;so i brought ice apple tea which i haven`t tried before.&lt;br /&gt;wow,&lt;br /&gt;taste great.&lt;br /&gt;so i am in love to ice apple tea.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2578255418300121645-5198158413108457110?l=it-was-part-of-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2578255418300121645/posts/default/5198158413108457110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2578255418300121645/posts/default/5198158413108457110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://it-was-part-of-life.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-love-ice-apple-tea.html' title='i love ice apple tea!'/><author><name>zhenyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973135490501015149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/SLwBBbv217I/AAAAAAAAAAU/D1KITrUbnso/S220/1_944355143s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/SrjfrSVb6EI/AAAAAAAAAY8/wpThmxd0P4k/s72-c/season_ice_fruit_tea.gif' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2578255418300121645.post-8025292868163964450</id><published>2009-09-17T08:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T09:07:47.915-07:00</updated><title type='text'>this 2 weeks.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;this 2 weeks,&lt;br /&gt;we have CAs.&lt;br /&gt;ARGH!&lt;br /&gt;i dislike BEO!&lt;br /&gt;i swear i dislike BEO!&lt;br /&gt;i think i won`t be able to choose,&lt;br /&gt;event management next year.&lt;br /&gt;simply because i hate to memorize everything.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&amp;amp;&lt;br /&gt;my lecture teach like don`t know what sia.&lt;br /&gt;i totally,&lt;br /&gt;don`t know what she is teaching about.&lt;br /&gt;=.=&lt;br /&gt;but but but,&lt;br /&gt;good new!&lt;br /&gt;BEO CA is over!&lt;br /&gt;wahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;If i can pass my BEO by a B.&lt;br /&gt;i will be happy to death.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;happy to death is too over.&lt;br /&gt;:/&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah!&lt;br /&gt;3weeks of holidays is round the corner!&lt;br /&gt;yes yes yes!&lt;br /&gt;i love holidays!&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;but second projectS are on.&lt;br /&gt;=.=&lt;br /&gt;ARGH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2578255418300121645-8025292868163964450?l=it-was-part-of-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2578255418300121645/posts/default/8025292868163964450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2578255418300121645/posts/default/8025292868163964450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://it-was-part-of-life.blogspot.com/2009/09/this-2-weeks.html' title='this 2 weeks.'/><author><name>zhenyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973135490501015149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/SLwBBbv217I/AAAAAAAAAAU/D1KITrUbnso/S220/1_944355143s.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2578255418300121645.post-4421026013179732953</id><published>2009-09-17T08:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T08:57:41.928-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i thought i saw someone.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;i thought i saw someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;O.O&lt;br /&gt;i thought i saw someone at the mrt station today.&lt;br /&gt;lucky, i saw the wrong person!&lt;br /&gt;if not this person will definitely shock me to death,&lt;br /&gt;because this person was the one that.&lt;br /&gt;in my entire life,&lt;br /&gt;I DON`T WISH TO SEE THIS PERSON!&lt;br /&gt;pray hard, pray hard,&lt;br /&gt;i won`t see this person!&lt;br /&gt;:X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2578255418300121645-4421026013179732953?l=it-was-part-of-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2578255418300121645/posts/default/4421026013179732953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2578255418300121645/posts/default/4421026013179732953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://it-was-part-of-life.blogspot.com/2009/09/i-thought-i-saw-someone.html' title='i thought i saw someone.'/><author><name>zhenyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973135490501015149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/SLwBBbv217I/AAAAAAAAAAU/D1KITrUbnso/S220/1_944355143s.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2578255418300121645.post-5325854298101818087</id><published>2009-09-08T19:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T20:00:45.614-07:00</updated><title type='text'>wednesday~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;It`s &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;wednesday&lt;/span&gt;~ 09/09/09 :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well, well, well....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It has been quite a long since i post blog.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am just too lazy to update my diary.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh, whatever. =.=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Early in the morning i am sweating already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Erm&lt;/span&gt;, i should say every morning i do sweat. :X&lt;br /&gt;Past few weeks we use to take temperature in the morning because of the H1N1.&lt;br /&gt;Everyday without fail my temperature will always be low like 36.2 / 36.3/ 36.5.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Right now is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;BEO&lt;/span&gt; lessons,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;here i am in the lab,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;blogging instate of doing our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;BEO&lt;/span&gt; project?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;BECAUSE&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It is a bad day?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;that &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Rui&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;zhen&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; i forgot to bring along our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;thumbdrive&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;so we can`t do our project.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;ARGH&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i simply simply simply hate &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;BEO&lt;/span&gt; that much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;BEO&lt;/span&gt; lecturer teaching style is like shit,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;but surprisingly i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;didn&lt;/span&gt;`t scold her for not teaching well.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;=.=&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;because i use to scold my secondary teacher,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;because his teaching style is like shit too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pissed off~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Lessons will be ending early today!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;YEAH!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;As last week we &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;purposely&lt;/span&gt; use up this week SW lessons.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Just to go home early, to study for our &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;POA&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;As tomorrow will be &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;POA&lt;/span&gt; CA. (Unit 1 to 5)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I am meeting &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;rui&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;zhen&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;yunlin&lt;/span&gt; at Mac for lunch and also self-study later. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Tomorrow we will be attending a workshop.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;WOW! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;i looking forward!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2578255418300121645-5325854298101818087?l=it-was-part-of-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2578255418300121645/posts/default/5325854298101818087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2578255418300121645/posts/default/5325854298101818087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://it-was-part-of-life.blogspot.com/2009/09/wednesday.html' title='wednesday~'/><author><name>zhenyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973135490501015149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/SLwBBbv217I/AAAAAAAAAAU/D1KITrUbnso/S220/1_944355143s.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2578255418300121645.post-4829229167440085126</id><published>2009-08-26T10:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T11:22:02.131-07:00</updated><title type='text'>planning of the 19 sept 09 3 weeks holiday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;19 September 2009,&lt;br /&gt;3 weeks of holiday will be starting in 2 weeks time.&lt;br /&gt;yes.&lt;br /&gt;i beg,&lt;br /&gt;i will be damn happy.&lt;br /&gt;i am looking forward to this  3 week of holidays.&lt;br /&gt;most of my friends are on vacation for this 3 weeks of holidays,&lt;br /&gt;as they are going oversea for community work.&lt;br /&gt;it must be fun.&lt;br /&gt;too bad,&lt;br /&gt;i am not in the same campus as them.&lt;br /&gt;guys have a safe trip ya.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21 September 2009,&lt;br /&gt;will be sis wedding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next on the 23 of September.&lt;br /&gt;i will be changing a new hair style,&lt;br /&gt;no longer long hair.&lt;br /&gt;:]&lt;br /&gt;as my curly hair grow again.&lt;br /&gt;:'(&lt;br /&gt;and my hair is too long already.&lt;br /&gt;long until rui zhen say not nice.&lt;br /&gt;and also cut away those memories.&lt;br /&gt;wahahahah.&lt;br /&gt;next, i will be rebond my entire hair.&lt;br /&gt;hope that bloody bitch don`t anyhow do my hair.&lt;br /&gt;=.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then blah blah blah blah......&lt;br /&gt;on the 8 or 9 of october 09,&lt;br /&gt;i will be going for badminton competition.&lt;br /&gt;i hope at least win a medal.&lt;br /&gt;i hope only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then blah blah blah blah......&lt;br /&gt;end of holidays.&lt;br /&gt;:'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2578255418300121645-4829229167440085126?l=it-was-part-of-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2578255418300121645/posts/default/4829229167440085126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2578255418300121645/posts/default/4829229167440085126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://it-was-part-of-life.blogspot.com/2009/08/planning-of-19-sept-09-3-weeks-holiday.html' title='planning of the 19 sept 09 3 weeks holiday'/><author><name>zhenyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973135490501015149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/SLwBBbv217I/AAAAAAAAAAU/D1KITrUbnso/S220/1_944355143s.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2578255418300121645.post-8343295128652576463</id><published>2009-08-26T06:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T06:39:28.713-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i am super super super angry today!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: verdana;"&gt;I AM SUPER, SUPER, SUPER ANGRY TODAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2578255418300121645-8343295128652576463?l=it-was-part-of-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2578255418300121645/posts/default/8343295128652576463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2578255418300121645/posts/default/8343295128652576463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://it-was-part-of-life.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-am-super-super-super-angry-today.html' title='i am super super super angry today!'/><author><name>zhenyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973135490501015149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/SLwBBbv217I/AAAAAAAAAAU/D1KITrUbnso/S220/1_944355143s.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2578255418300121645.post-4074366073383796532</id><published>2009-08-20T08:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T11:36:31.371-07:00</updated><title type='text'>wed &amp; thur &amp; fri, sat &amp; sun</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Wednesday~&lt;br /&gt;i only slept for 2 hours last night,&lt;br /&gt;as i scare i will miss out the printing of my sort stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;woke up at 7am sharp today.&lt;br /&gt;text a message to rui zhen asking her,&lt;br /&gt;whether we are meeting?&lt;br /&gt;she reply that she will be late.&lt;br /&gt;so i went to school alone.&lt;br /&gt;reached sembawang MRT station saw yunlin.&lt;br /&gt;what a coincidence.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;so we went to school together.&lt;br /&gt;reached school.&lt;br /&gt;wa piang!&lt;br /&gt;damn hot!&lt;br /&gt;it`s sunny day!&lt;br /&gt;i am sweating like hell.&lt;br /&gt;if it is not because of the printer,&lt;br /&gt;in simulated office training room spoilt.&lt;br /&gt;we don`t have to use our CAH lesson to print our sort suffs,&lt;br /&gt; and wake up 1 hour early to school for printing.&lt;br /&gt;what so ever. zzz&lt;br /&gt;then blah blah blah...&lt;br /&gt;SW lessons,&lt;br /&gt;we play basketball.&lt;br /&gt;so fun.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;rush back home bathe,&lt;br /&gt;and went out to MP ITE for badminton training.&lt;br /&gt;then back home again.&lt;br /&gt;so tiring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thursday~&lt;br /&gt;can`t recalled what happened already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday~&lt;br /&gt;i am too tired already,&lt;br /&gt;so i din`t went to school.&lt;br /&gt;:'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sat &amp;amp; sun&lt;br /&gt;working for dad.&lt;br /&gt;=.=&lt;br /&gt;ARGH!&lt;br /&gt;hate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2578255418300121645-4074366073383796532?l=it-was-part-of-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2578255418300121645/posts/default/4074366073383796532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2578255418300121645/posts/default/4074366073383796532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://it-was-part-of-life.blogspot.com/2009/08/wed-thur-fri-sat-sun.html' title='wed &amp; thur &amp; fri, sat &amp; sun'/><author><name>zhenyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973135490501015149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/SLwBBbv217I/AAAAAAAAAAU/D1KITrUbnso/S220/1_944355143s.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2578255418300121645.post-2280783597037951291</id><published>2009-08-18T09:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T10:28:35.155-07:00</updated><title type='text'>wednesday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/SorXrQcV4XI/AAAAAAAAAYo/SRQGq6Y4DPY/s1600-h/DSC03214.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/SorXrQcV4XI/AAAAAAAAAYo/SRQGq6Y4DPY/s200/DSC03214.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371342643740926322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;tomorrow will be a very tiring day.&lt;br /&gt;as lessons start at 8am tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;=.=&lt;br /&gt;and will end at 2.30pm or 3pm tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;haiz, how sad?&lt;br /&gt;next,&lt;br /&gt;5pm badminton training at macpherson ITE.&lt;br /&gt;if i am not wrong,&lt;br /&gt;i am going to meet ting fang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope i hope.......&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow SW lessons will end at 2.30pm or maybe early,&lt;br /&gt;as i have badminton training at 5pm at Macperson ITE.&lt;br /&gt;as i have to rush back home and bath,&lt;br /&gt;then way out again.&lt;br /&gt;it will be quite rushing if SW lessons end at 3pm.&lt;br /&gt;please please please,&lt;br /&gt;i hopping hard that tomorrow SW lessons will end early.&lt;br /&gt;oh, please.&lt;br /&gt;:'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2578255418300121645-2280783597037951291?l=it-was-part-of-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2578255418300121645/posts/default/2280783597037951291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2578255418300121645/posts/default/2280783597037951291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://it-was-part-of-life.blogspot.com/2009/08/wednesday.html' title='wednesday'/><author><name>zhenyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973135490501015149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/SLwBBbv217I/AAAAAAAAAAU/D1KITrUbnso/S220/1_944355143s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/SorXrQcV4XI/AAAAAAAAAYo/SRQGq6Y4DPY/s72-c/DSC03214.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2578255418300121645.post-269144137405932510</id><published>2009-08-18T09:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T10:07:18.129-07:00</updated><title type='text'>tuesday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;hmm,&lt;br /&gt;sorry for neglecting my dearest blog.&lt;br /&gt;:'(&lt;br /&gt;i am simply too too too tired to post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well well well,&lt;br /&gt;IT`S TUESDAY!&lt;br /&gt;good news,&lt;br /&gt;we don`t have to attend LPDX lessons,&lt;br /&gt;as lessons will only starts at 2pm today.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;yes!&lt;br /&gt;but it is quite stupid eh.&lt;br /&gt;we only have to go for 2 lessons only and that`s it.&lt;br /&gt;waste our MRT fares.&lt;br /&gt;so i actually,&lt;br /&gt;slept for 12hours.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;=.=&lt;br /&gt;another good news is TODAY,&lt;br /&gt;don`t have to attend CCA!&lt;br /&gt;yip-peeeeeee!&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;today`s first lesson for POA is quite boring!&lt;br /&gt;doing worksheets again.&lt;br /&gt;=.=&lt;br /&gt;for the second hours we are taking photos.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;as miss kk will helping us to do something for our photos.&lt;br /&gt;next rui zhen, yunlin &amp;amp; i went to bishan J8,&lt;br /&gt;because yunlin is helping her friend to collect her phone so we accompany her.&lt;br /&gt;while walking i saw a guy in white with his badminton racket &amp;amp; shoe bag.&lt;br /&gt;he look like that guy,&lt;br /&gt;that i met last tuesday at bishan campus multi purpose hall for badminton.&lt;br /&gt;i was thinking today we don`t have any CCA (badminton) at all,&lt;br /&gt;why he bring along his badminton racket.&lt;br /&gt;=.=&lt;br /&gt;hmm,&lt;br /&gt;maybe i met the wrong guy.&lt;br /&gt;i don`t know,&lt;br /&gt;somemore he is with his sunglasses.&lt;br /&gt;ARGH!&lt;br /&gt;I DON`T KNOW! PLS DON`T THINK TOO MUCH!&lt;br /&gt;then blah blah blah.&lt;br /&gt;in the train,&lt;br /&gt;while i am happily chit chatting with yunlin.&lt;br /&gt;something actually touches my butt.&lt;br /&gt;=.=&lt;br /&gt;damn!&lt;br /&gt;so i turn my head,&lt;br /&gt;and saw this guy saying 'sorry'&lt;br /&gt;and i saw this guy in red shirt with his ear piece.&lt;br /&gt;i think his ear pieces was messed up or what ever.&lt;br /&gt;and don`t really know how his ear piece will swing so hard and touches my butt.&lt;br /&gt;because we are some distance away from each other!&lt;br /&gt;=.=&lt;br /&gt;so i turn back and continue chit chatting with yunlin.&lt;br /&gt;actually, when i turn my head and see what happened,&lt;br /&gt;i am not that angry and he did say sorry.&lt;br /&gt;after i turn back for a few seconds,&lt;br /&gt;ARGH!&lt;br /&gt;my level of anger goes up to my head!!&lt;br /&gt;angry!&lt;br /&gt;i also don`t know why am i so angry!&lt;br /&gt;then blah blah blah.&lt;br /&gt;then this guy in red stands beside me,&lt;br /&gt;at first i never notice who is he and continue chit chatting with my friend.&lt;br /&gt;next i 'gay-siao' look at bit at his side,&lt;br /&gt;then i realise this guy in red shirt is from my CCA.&lt;br /&gt;=.=&lt;br /&gt;2 words 'pai-seh'.&lt;br /&gt;lucky, next stop we are reaching sembawang.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/SorRlCVwCQI/AAAAAAAAAYg/hP2ZPNsVKo0/s1600-h/DSC03311.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/SorRlCVwCQI/AAAAAAAAAYg/hP2ZPNsVKo0/s200/DSC03311.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371335939806202114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;zhi lian yi xia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/SorRk4Bx1aI/AAAAAAAAAYY/tyMNoAdFqzY/s1600-h/DSC03308.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/SorRk4Bx1aI/AAAAAAAAAYY/tyMNoAdFqzY/s200/DSC03308.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371335937038079394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;rui zhen and i.&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;rui zhen miss this hair style,&lt;br /&gt;as she tied her hair like this when she is schooling in secondary school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;monday~&lt;br /&gt;for POA lessons we went to simulated office training room,&lt;br /&gt;for our sort.&lt;br /&gt;most of us doing sort until want to SOT already.&lt;br /&gt;we were all too nervous.&lt;br /&gt;then blah blah blah.&lt;br /&gt;rui zhen and i went to meet christina, jaslyn &amp;amp; weiching.&lt;br /&gt;then we went to linda house.&lt;br /&gt;we stayed at house for quite a long time,&lt;br /&gt;and we were chit chatting all the way~&lt;br /&gt;about 10pm plus we went to 313 coffee chop to have our dinner/supper.&lt;br /&gt;then way back home.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;reached home,&lt;br /&gt;i realised there is something wrong with my parents.&lt;br /&gt;so i actually ask both of them what had happened.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; i actually shouted loudly towards my mom,&lt;br /&gt;and she cried.&lt;br /&gt;i really can`t stand her stupid mind-set anymore!&lt;br /&gt;and what ever i had said she din`t even listen!&lt;br /&gt;so stupid of her!&lt;br /&gt;that`s all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2578255418300121645-269144137405932510?l=it-was-part-of-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2578255418300121645/posts/default/269144137405932510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2578255418300121645/posts/default/269144137405932510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://it-was-part-of-life.blogspot.com/2009/08/tuesday.html' title='tuesday!'/><author><name>zhenyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973135490501015149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/SLwBBbv217I/AAAAAAAAAAU/D1KITrUbnso/S220/1_944355143s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/SorRlCVwCQI/AAAAAAAAAYg/hP2ZPNsVKo0/s72-c/DSC03311.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2578255418300121645.post-4163581669283699785</id><published>2009-08-15T09:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T09:40:22.795-07:00</updated><title type='text'>rivers flow in you</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;rivers flow in you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/TIdBiV1UDDM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/TIdBiV1UDDM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="560" height="340"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2578255418300121645-4163581669283699785?l=it-was-part-of-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2578255418300121645/posts/default/4163581669283699785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2578255418300121645/posts/default/4163581669283699785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://it-was-part-of-life.blogspot.com/2009/08/blog-post.html' title='rivers flow in you'/><author><name>zhenyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973135490501015149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/SLwBBbv217I/AAAAAAAAAAU/D1KITrUbnso/S220/1_944355143s.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2578255418300121645.post-6864704453134171457</id><published>2009-08-13T09:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T09:48:50.149-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i am feeling lost.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;well,&lt;br /&gt;i don`t really know what to post at all.&lt;br /&gt;i am feeling low morale.&lt;br /&gt;i don`t know why.&lt;br /&gt;=.=&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;stupid sia.&lt;br /&gt;ARGH!&lt;br /&gt;why can`t i just get into sleep?&lt;br /&gt;sleeping problem?&lt;br /&gt;i seriously have sleeping problem?&lt;br /&gt;STUPID!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2578255418300121645-6864704453134171457?l=it-was-part-of-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2578255418300121645/posts/default/6864704453134171457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2578255418300121645/posts/default/6864704453134171457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://it-was-part-of-life.blogspot.com/2009/08/i-am-feeling-lost.html' title='i am feeling lost.'/><author><name>zhenyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973135490501015149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/SLwBBbv217I/AAAAAAAAAAU/D1KITrUbnso/S220/1_944355143s.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2578255418300121645.post-9142728627690789118</id><published>2009-08-10T07:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T07:58:32.809-07:00</updated><title type='text'>same Vehicle Number Plate as my dad car.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/SoA0fHwSDOI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/U_6cbND9RDA/s1600-h/DSC03272.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/SoA0fHwSDOI/AAAAAAAAAYQ/U_6cbND9RDA/s200/DSC03272.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368348465087778018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 August 2009&lt;br /&gt;both vehicles,&lt;br /&gt;have exactly the same number.&lt;br /&gt;the grey in colour vehicle,&lt;br /&gt;is my dad car.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2578255418300121645-9142728627690789118?l=it-was-part-of-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2578255418300121645.post-3484646516705738714</id><published>2009-08-10T07:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T07:34:17.356-07:00</updated><title type='text'>did i perm my hair?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;hmmmmmm,&lt;br /&gt;did i perm my hair?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/SoAqs6g4iCI/AAAAAAAAAXo/A-wOZznLKi4/s1600-h/DSC03273.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/SoAqs6g4iCI/AAAAAAAAAXo/A-wOZznLKi4/s200/DSC03273.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368337706935420962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/SoAqthhlThI/AAAAAAAAAYA/MT-m3C2Fwd8/s1600-h/DSC03284.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/SoAqthhlThI/AAAAAAAAAYA/MT-m3C2Fwd8/s200/DSC03284.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368337717407338002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/SoAqtrws7MI/AAAAAAAAAYI/xipyu5y_ZMU/s1600-h/DSC03288.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/SoAqtrws7MI/AAAAAAAAAYI/xipyu5y_ZMU/s200/DSC03288.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368337720155106498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/SoAqtXkSgUI/AAAAAAAAAX4/0INr3oHComM/s1600-h/DSC03282.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/SoAqtXkSgUI/AAAAAAAAAX4/0INr3oHComM/s200/DSC03282.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5368337714734334274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;erm.................&lt;br /&gt;not bad if i perm eh?&lt;br /&gt;lols, bhb sia..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ACTUALLY, actually,&lt;br /&gt;i did not perm my hair.&lt;br /&gt;laughs..&lt;br /&gt;=.=&lt;br /&gt;kinda lame.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because of the hot weather,&lt;br /&gt;i tied my hair like a bun.&lt;br /&gt;and also try a new hair style..&lt;br /&gt;then blah blah blah.&lt;br /&gt;when i let go my hair,&lt;br /&gt;i found my hair was like a perm hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm,&lt;br /&gt;should i perm my hair?&lt;br /&gt;or&lt;br /&gt;cut my hair?&lt;br /&gt;or&lt;br /&gt;rebond plus perm?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2578255418300121645-3484646516705738714?l=it-was-part-of-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2578255418300121645/posts/default/3484646516705738714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2578255418300121645/posts/default/3484646516705738714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://it-was-part-of-life.blogspot.com/2009/08/did-i-perm-my-hair.html' title='did i perm my hair?'/><author><name>zhenyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973135490501015149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/SLwBBbv217I/AAAAAAAAAAU/D1KITrUbnso/S220/1_944355143s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/SoAqs6g4iCI/AAAAAAAAAXo/A-wOZznLKi4/s72-c/DSC03273.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2578255418300121645.post-8368811175652704220</id><published>2009-08-07T06:17:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T06:27:40.458-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Love Zodiac Profile- Cancer</title><content type='html'>&lt;h2&gt;Love Zodiac Profile- Cancer&lt;/h2&gt; &lt;b&gt;If you are Cancer:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You crave for more and more love. You are very emotional and very romantic. There are no bounds in love for your partner. You tend to have relationships that do not last for a long time. You are devoted and a gentle-hearted lover. You pour your everything in a relationship. Sentiments are very important for you. You do not go overboard in displaying your romantic feelings but you ensure that the object of your affection knows how much you care for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Qualities Of Cancer&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sensitive, Dependable, Shrewd, Romantic, Magnanimous, Patriotic, Creative, Protective, Emotional, Compassionate, Supportive, Family Person, Tenacious, Persuasive &amp;amp; Flamboyant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;To attract you, the opposite sex must be:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;expressive, sensitive, romantic, intimate, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;You are more compatible with&lt;/b&gt; - Cancer, Capricorn, Scorpio, Pisces&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;You are less compatible with&lt;/b&gt; -Aries, Gemini, Sagittarius&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2578255418300121645-8368811175652704220?l=it-was-part-of-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2578255418300121645/posts/default/8368811175652704220'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2578255418300121645/posts/default/8368811175652704220'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://it-was-part-of-life.blogspot.com/2009/08/love-zodiac-profile-cancer.html' title='Love Zodiac Profile- Cancer'/><author><name>zhenyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973135490501015149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/SLwBBbv217I/AAAAAAAAAAU/D1KITrUbnso/S220/1_944355143s.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2578255418300121645.post-8876090048009823899</id><published>2009-07-29T08:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T08:33:09.815-07:00</updated><title type='text'>tue &amp; wed</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/SnBpR4MsN6I/AAAAAAAAAXg/oJGXYrD-9ts/s1600-h/DSC03213.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/SnBpR4MsN6I/AAAAAAAAAXg/oJGXYrD-9ts/s200/DSC03213.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363902912062568354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ANN-YEONG-HA-SHI-ME-KA!&lt;br /&gt;(hello)&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tuesday~&lt;br /&gt;LPDX lessons was cancel!&lt;br /&gt;woo!&lt;br /&gt;damn happy.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;so lessons start at 2pm,&lt;br /&gt;and will be ended at 4pm.&lt;br /&gt;4.30pm badminton start.&lt;br /&gt;ARGH!&lt;br /&gt;worst day!&lt;br /&gt;i hate it!&lt;br /&gt;7pm plus went back home.&lt;br /&gt;then blah blah blah.&lt;br /&gt;only 2weeks,&lt;br /&gt;that i din`t  excerise.&lt;br /&gt;then my leg cannot make it.&lt;br /&gt;i guess i am old already.&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;thursday&lt;br /&gt;i did not turn up for lessons again.&lt;br /&gt;because of my leg,&lt;br /&gt;i feel the 'suan' and&lt;br /&gt;i don`t feel like walking at all.&lt;br /&gt;Miss KK called up my house phone,&lt;br /&gt;and blah blah bah.&lt;br /&gt;that`s all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;ann-yeong-hi-ga-se-yeo&lt;br /&gt;(goodbye)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2578255418300121645-8876090048009823899?l=it-was-part-of-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2578255418300121645/posts/default/8876090048009823899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2578255418300121645/posts/default/8876090048009823899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://it-was-part-of-life.blogspot.com/2009/07/tue-wed.html' title='tue &amp; wed'/><author><name>zhenyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973135490501015149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/SLwBBbv217I/AAAAAAAAAAU/D1KITrUbnso/S220/1_944355143s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/SnBpR4MsN6I/AAAAAAAAAXg/oJGXYrD-9ts/s72-c/DSC03213.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2578255418300121645.post-8510270874546592110</id><published>2009-07-27T19:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T19:55:27.619-07:00</updated><title type='text'>mon</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/Sm5oeMODlHI/AAAAAAAAAXY/-ancL5k-74g/s1600-h/DSC03268.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/Sm5oeMODlHI/AAAAAAAAAXY/-ancL5k-74g/s200/DSC03268.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363339074130383986" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;yesterday morning,&lt;br /&gt;it raining heavily.&lt;br /&gt;most of our shoes were wet.&lt;br /&gt;puke!&lt;br /&gt;the kind of feeling of wet shoes,&lt;br /&gt;was damn disgusting!&lt;br /&gt;but we still have to bare with it,&lt;br /&gt;as our lessons will be ending at 5pm.&lt;br /&gt;:'(&lt;br /&gt;lessons ended fast today!&lt;br /&gt;feeling so great!&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;when to Bishan J8 with rui zhen and feona,&lt;br /&gt;for some shopping.&lt;br /&gt;seriously,&lt;br /&gt;to my own opinion,&lt;br /&gt;there is nothing to shop at Bishan J8.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;i brought 2 pairs of slippers.&lt;br /&gt;one for me,&lt;br /&gt;another for mom.&lt;br /&gt;daddy thought that i  brought clothe for him.&lt;br /&gt;=.=&lt;br /&gt;NAH!&lt;br /&gt;and i just spent 30bucks.&lt;br /&gt;kinda heart pain.&lt;br /&gt;:X&lt;br /&gt;i am quite speechless,&lt;br /&gt;that i will be heart pain for spending 30bucks.&lt;br /&gt;=.=&lt;br /&gt;$$$$ is real hard to earn!&lt;br /&gt;about 6pm we went back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2578255418300121645-8510270874546592110?l=it-was-part-of-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2578255418300121645/posts/default/8510270874546592110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2578255418300121645/posts/default/8510270874546592110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://it-was-part-of-life.blogspot.com/2009/07/mon.html' title='mon'/><author><name>zhenyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973135490501015149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/SLwBBbv217I/AAAAAAAAAAU/D1KITrUbnso/S220/1_944355143s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/Sm5oeMODlHI/AAAAAAAAAXY/-ancL5k-74g/s72-c/DSC03268.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2578255418300121645.post-2084667999503077241</id><published>2009-07-26T05:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T05:21:23.751-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sat &amp; sun,  working</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;NAH!&lt;br /&gt;when will be my resting day?&lt;br /&gt;when can i stay at home for a period of time?&lt;br /&gt;i wish to stay at home for the entire month.&lt;br /&gt;i don`t intent to go anywhere,&lt;br /&gt;but staying at my sweet home!&lt;br /&gt;school is like hell,&lt;br /&gt;home is like HEAVEN!&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sat &amp;amp; sun.&lt;br /&gt;working for dad.&lt;br /&gt;ARGH!&lt;br /&gt;hate it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2578255418300121645-2084667999503077241?l=it-was-part-of-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2578255418300121645/posts/default/2084667999503077241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2578255418300121645/posts/default/2084667999503077241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://it-was-part-of-life.blogspot.com/2009/07/sat-sun-working.html' title='sat &amp; sun,  working'/><author><name>zhenyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973135490501015149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/SLwBBbv217I/AAAAAAAAAAU/D1KITrUbnso/S220/1_944355143s.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2578255418300121645.post-4175494479720959213</id><published>2009-07-23T21:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T21:49:45.933-07:00</updated><title type='text'>on my birthday~</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/Smk3mRt1tDI/AAAAAAAAAXI/wDMc-GdNl7w/s1600-h/DSC03202.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/Smk3mRt1tDI/AAAAAAAAAXI/wDMc-GdNl7w/s200/DSC03202.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361877962091508786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;17 July 2009, friday.&lt;br /&gt;GREAT advance birthday celebration i ever had!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/Smk3luqiqoI/AAAAAAAAAWw/XReaTg5jDR0/s1600-h/DSC03187.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/Smk3luqiqoI/AAAAAAAAAWw/XReaTg5jDR0/s200/DSC03187.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361877952682437250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/Smk3l-MdUyI/AAAAAAAAAW4/HQuOExuAzak/s1600-h/DSC03188.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/Smk3l-MdUyI/AAAAAAAAAW4/HQuOExuAzak/s200/DSC03188.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361877956851225378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SNOW CITY!&lt;br /&gt;i organized snow city!&lt;br /&gt;so damn fun!&lt;br /&gt;before going into the place,&lt;br /&gt;i kept on telling jing jie i am very excited!&lt;br /&gt;can die man.&lt;br /&gt;my heart beat is beating faster and faster,&lt;br /&gt;simply i am too excited!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/Smk3mJ_pcqI/AAAAAAAAAXA/3coED_sdmN4/s1600-h/DSC03198.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/Smk3mJ_pcqI/AAAAAAAAAXA/3coED_sdmN4/s200/DSC03198.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361877960018719394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Three of us too cold already,&lt;br /&gt;so we went to the toilet and stay there for awhile.&lt;br /&gt;then obviously,&lt;br /&gt;i am the one started to 'zhi lian'.&lt;br /&gt;lols.&lt;br /&gt;so i drag them along to 'zhi lian' also.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;i swear they enjoy themselves there right!&lt;br /&gt;and the entrance fees was not expected to be that expensive!&lt;br /&gt;the entrance fees wasn`t that expensive la!&lt;br /&gt;next,&lt;br /&gt;we went to woodlands for sakura!&lt;br /&gt;wa!!&lt;br /&gt;this sakura very expensive!&lt;br /&gt;christina, rui zhen and i have so much of second rounds.&lt;br /&gt;lols!&lt;br /&gt;so damn full that night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Label: Dislike people black face!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&amp;amp; Dislike buay zai de ren.&lt;/div&gt;---------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/Smk3mg_PshI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/0HEX7jdTnGw/s1600-h/Hamstercake.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 100px; height: 100px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/Smk3mg_PshI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/0HEX7jdTnGw/s200/Hamstercake.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361877966191047186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18 July 2009, saturday.&lt;br /&gt;My actual Birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks guys out there for sending me messages of Happy Birthday!&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;i swear i won`t like this year!&lt;br /&gt;no cake, no celebrations, no nothing!&lt;br /&gt;i even miss out the drama boys over flower.&lt;br /&gt;=.=&lt;br /&gt;plan to go pub already,&lt;br /&gt;then blah blah blah.&lt;br /&gt;ended up at chua chu kang.&lt;br /&gt;finding Kbox there,&lt;br /&gt;but the kbox there was already closed down for a long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway,&lt;br /&gt;this year i received a great presents from my friends.&lt;br /&gt;i really like it very much!&lt;br /&gt;thanks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2578255418300121645-4175494479720959213?l=it-was-part-of-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2578255418300121645/posts/default/4175494479720959213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2578255418300121645/posts/default/4175494479720959213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://it-was-part-of-life.blogspot.com/2009/07/on-my-birthday.html' title='on my birthday~'/><author><name>zhenyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973135490501015149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/SLwBBbv217I/AAAAAAAAAAU/D1KITrUbnso/S220/1_944355143s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/Smk3mRt1tDI/AAAAAAAAAXI/wDMc-GdNl7w/s72-c/DSC03202.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2578255418300121645.post-6921014993288174045</id><published>2009-07-23T19:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T21:13:12.768-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sorry for neglecting my blog for so long.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;firstly,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;sorry for neglecting my blog for so long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/SmkzEXq7mVI/AAAAAAAAAWY/w723QhCYD-s/s1600-h/22072009020.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/SmkzEXq7mVI/AAAAAAAAAWY/w723QhCYD-s/s200/22072009020.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361872981527861586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wednesday,&lt;br /&gt;after SW lessons.&lt;br /&gt;i went to causeway point to find daddy mummy and korkor.&lt;br /&gt;hohoho.&lt;br /&gt;korkor got his car licence already.&lt;br /&gt;so he drove us here and there.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;we even went to daddy sister "cai yuan"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/Smk0FPgXilI/AAAAAAAAAWg/Wr9hZHF8aaw/s1600-h/22072009029.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/Smk0FPgXilI/AAAAAAAAAWg/Wr9hZHF8aaw/s200/22072009029.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361874096027568722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm,&lt;br /&gt;for both thursday and friday.&lt;br /&gt;i am happily staying at home,&lt;br /&gt;but not happily in school for lessons.&lt;br /&gt;:X&lt;br /&gt;although,&lt;br /&gt;i am staying at home i din`t have a great time resting.&lt;br /&gt;my intention &amp;amp; dream is to sleep for the whole day,&lt;br /&gt;to store energy.&lt;br /&gt;lols.&lt;br /&gt;but i didn`t fulfill my dream.&lt;br /&gt;:'(&lt;br /&gt;seriously,&lt;br /&gt;i am very tired.&lt;br /&gt;very very tired.&lt;br /&gt;i feel that my systems are breaking down.&lt;br /&gt;one week seven days.&lt;br /&gt;for the whole entire week,&lt;br /&gt;there are things on.&lt;br /&gt;monday to friday = schooling&lt;br /&gt;saturday to sunday = working for dad.&lt;br /&gt;where is my resting day?!&lt;br /&gt;=.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/SmkyCblllmI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/l6do2AeA0MI/s1600-h/22072009035.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/SmkyCblllmI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/l6do2AeA0MI/s200/22072009035.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361871848707823202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thursday,&lt;br /&gt;BEO starts at 10am.&lt;br /&gt;in the morning i text yunlin or either rui zhen,&lt;br /&gt;that i will be late for lessons and ask them to go to school first,&lt;br /&gt;because we use to meet together in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;but at the end i am not late but absents from school.&lt;br /&gt;actually,&lt;br /&gt;my intention was to sleep until 11.20pm,&lt;br /&gt;then bath and stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;next, left the house at 12.05pm.&lt;br /&gt;then starts my journey to school.&lt;br /&gt;but my planning fail.&lt;br /&gt;at last i stayed at home.&lt;br /&gt;happily eating korea Maggie mee with vegetable,&lt;br /&gt;make DIY sushi and jelly.&lt;br /&gt;back to the main point of BEO.&lt;br /&gt;seriously,&lt;br /&gt;i catch nothing for BEO lessons.&lt;br /&gt;this module sucks man,&lt;br /&gt;and i don`t even understand what the hell she is teaching about.&lt;br /&gt;who on earth will teach like her sia,&lt;br /&gt;and her teaching skill is like one of a kind?&lt;br /&gt;i don`t know.&lt;br /&gt;i just don`t understand a single thing for this module!&lt;br /&gt;ARGH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/Smk0tECoJlI/AAAAAAAAAWo/Vfrf8VQWZbo/s1600-h/DSC03183.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/Smk0tECoJlI/AAAAAAAAAWo/Vfrf8VQWZbo/s200/DSC03183.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5361874780144805458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday,&lt;br /&gt;which is today.&lt;br /&gt;SBM lessons start at 8am.&lt;br /&gt;SBM is another module that i don`t even understand,&lt;br /&gt;what the hell he is teaching about.&lt;br /&gt;i swear for SBM and BEO lessons,&lt;br /&gt;i will definitely fall a  sleep!&lt;br /&gt;i text rui zhen that i will be late.&lt;br /&gt;my intention is to sleep until,&lt;br /&gt;8.30am bath and stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;next, 9.05am start on my journey to school.&lt;br /&gt;but it fail again.&lt;br /&gt;so i ended up here blogging.&lt;br /&gt;later i will going to MP ITE for badminton training at 3pm.&lt;br /&gt;my partner darshini is not going.&lt;br /&gt;=.=&lt;br /&gt;hope she will turn up for the next training with me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2578255418300121645-6921014993288174045?l=it-was-part-of-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2578255418300121645/posts/default/6921014993288174045'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2578255418300121645/posts/default/6921014993288174045'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://it-was-part-of-life.blogspot.com/2009/07/sorry-for-neglecting-my-blog-for-so.html' title='sorry for neglecting my blog for so long.'/><author><name>zhenyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973135490501015149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/SLwBBbv217I/AAAAAAAAAAU/D1KITrUbnso/S220/1_944355143s.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/SmkzEXq7mVI/AAAAAAAAAWY/w723QhCYD-s/s72-c/22072009020.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2578255418300121645.post-8616467320849067439</id><published>2009-07-14T10:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T10:37:00.531-07:00</updated><title type='text'>korea birthday song!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/DCzpQIQIuH4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/DCzpQIQIuH4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;die die must play this!&lt;br /&gt;it is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;korea&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;BIRTHDAY SONG!&lt;br /&gt;i swear your will love this song!&lt;br /&gt;and&lt;br /&gt;i swear i will sing to myself on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;friday&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;when i finish making my snow cake!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;wahahahaha&lt;/span&gt;!!!&lt;br /&gt;excited X 1million!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;ARH&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I AM SO EXCITED!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I FEEL LIKE WAKING MY BEST FRIEND UP,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TO LISTEN TO THIS SONG!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;ARGH&lt;/span&gt;!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EXCITED!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this the very first time,&lt;br /&gt;i am damn excited and looking very forward for my birthday!&lt;br /&gt;this time round i am gonna make many wishes!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;yes!&lt;br /&gt;i am greedy!&lt;br /&gt;:P&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;bleah&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;생일축하함니다!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HOPE THINGS WILL GOES THE WAY I WANTED TO BE!&lt;br /&gt;GOD!&lt;br /&gt;PLEASE DON`T RUIN IT!&lt;br /&gt;BECAUSE THINGS ALWAYS WON`T GO THE WAY I WANTED TO BE!&lt;br /&gt;SO PLEASE!&lt;br /&gt;I AM BEGGING HARD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2578255418300121645-8616467320849067439?l=it-was-part-of-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2578255418300121645/posts/default/8616467320849067439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2578255418300121645/posts/default/8616467320849067439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://it-was-part-of-life.blogspot.com/2009/07/korea-birthday-song.html' title='korea birthday song!'/><author><name>zhenyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973135490501015149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/SLwBBbv217I/AAAAAAAAAAU/D1KITrUbnso/S220/1_944355143s.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2578255418300121645.post-3996613816167591659</id><published>2009-07-14T06:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-14T07:15:16.124-07:00</updated><title type='text'>boring lessons making me fall alseep.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;well,&lt;br /&gt;boring lessons.&lt;br /&gt;makes me fall asleep.&lt;br /&gt;mostly,&lt;br /&gt;all are projects.&lt;br /&gt;argh!&lt;br /&gt;it is killing me.&lt;br /&gt;mock test,&lt;br /&gt;is approaching on thursday and friday.&lt;br /&gt;argh!&lt;br /&gt;i don`t even understand a single thing.&lt;br /&gt;=.=&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow will be daddy birthday,&lt;br /&gt;here i wish daddy a advance birthday.&lt;br /&gt;lols.&lt;br /&gt;wish daddy won`t have so much leg pain!&lt;br /&gt;live longer!&lt;br /&gt;not forgetting my birthday!&lt;br /&gt;it will be a sure that i will definitely enjoy myself,&lt;br /&gt;for the snow city!&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2578255418300121645-3996613816167591659?l=it-was-part-of-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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style="text-align: center;"&gt;rui zhen and i was late at the meeting point.&lt;br /&gt;such a lucky day.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;we were 15mins late,&lt;br /&gt;yet cher haven`t reach our class room.&lt;br /&gt;lols!&lt;br /&gt;boring lessons,&lt;br /&gt;making me fall asleep.&lt;br /&gt;hidayah woke me up,&lt;br /&gt;to do projects.&lt;br /&gt;then blah blah blah.&lt;br /&gt;when to find daddy and mummy!&lt;br /&gt;then way back home with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2578255418300121645-2190642577221015992?l=it-was-part-of-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2578255418300121645/posts/default/2190642577221015992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2578255418300121645/posts/default/2190642577221015992'/><link rel='alternate' 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/&gt;this "tom yam" is not fill with soup but,&lt;br /&gt;it is a dry tom yam.&lt;br /&gt;=.=&lt;br /&gt;new idea eh?&lt;br /&gt;dry tom yam~&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;went to SP kfc to eat bandito.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;i drag yunlin and rui zhen along.&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;after that went back home.&lt;br /&gt;while on the way home,&lt;br /&gt;someone tap my shoulder and poke my face.&lt;br /&gt;i did not turn left or right,&lt;br /&gt;but keep looking straight.&lt;br /&gt;guess who is this person?&lt;br /&gt;boo~&lt;br /&gt;it is jj.&lt;br /&gt;lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2578255418300121645-201756807522105639?l=it-was-part-of-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2578255418300121645/posts/default/201756807522105639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2578255418300121645/posts/default/201756807522105639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://it-was-part-of-life.blogspot.com/2009/07/thursday-such-tired-day.html' title='thursday, such a tired day,'/><author><name>zhenyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973135490501015149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/SLwBBbv217I/AAAAAAAAAAU/D1KITrUbnso/S220/1_944355143s.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2578255418300121645.post-5989862544932511503</id><published>2009-07-08T08:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T08:56:56.210-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i am back.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;for the previous 2 weeks,&lt;br /&gt;that i din even post a thing.&lt;br /&gt;because i am lazy enough to post blog.&lt;br /&gt;=.=&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;1 month plus of holidays had ended.&lt;br /&gt;:'(&lt;br /&gt;i would like to say,&lt;br /&gt;i still miss the time staying at home!&lt;br /&gt;home is always the safest place.&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;monday&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;(6 of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;july&lt;/span&gt; 2009).&lt;br /&gt;lessons start again.&lt;br /&gt;now modules is up.&lt;br /&gt;it is killing me,&lt;br /&gt;most of it are theory work and projects.&lt;br /&gt;well,&lt;br /&gt;it is a kind of feeling,&lt;br /&gt;that someone takes a knife and stabbed me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;lol&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;STRESS &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;ARH&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;white colour hair will pop out for sure.&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;tuesday&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;(7 of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;july&lt;/span&gt; 2009)&lt;br /&gt;CONGRATS &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;KOR&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;finally,&lt;br /&gt;you are in the army serving your NS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;hohoho&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;congrats.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;no one will pinch me anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;wakakkakaka&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;todays&lt;/span&gt;` lesson starts late.&lt;br /&gt;i am so happy.&lt;br /&gt;lessons start at 12pm today.&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;and today is my parents off day,&lt;br /&gt;free breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;wednesday&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;(8 of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;july&lt;/span&gt; 2009)&lt;br /&gt;which is today.&lt;br /&gt;i am officially,&lt;br /&gt;late for lessons.&lt;br /&gt;2 bloody hours late.&lt;br /&gt;i think i seriously have sleeping problems.&lt;br /&gt;no SW today,&lt;br /&gt;kinda happy!&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;yes!&lt;br /&gt;my birthday is just round the corner.&lt;br /&gt;10 more days to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;argh&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;getting older and older.&lt;br /&gt;this year i won`t expect it will be a great day.&lt;br /&gt;because every year is the the same.&lt;br /&gt;to tell the truth living in this for 16plus years.&lt;br /&gt;i don`t really enjoy myself on my birthday.&lt;br /&gt;=.=&lt;br /&gt;except last year i organized a BBQ.&lt;br /&gt;thanks guys for giving me a big pooh bear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;i love it.&lt;br /&gt;this big pooh bear,&lt;br /&gt;is damn fat like me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;( &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;ba&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;ba&lt;/span&gt;-eh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;lols&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;and big pooh bear is always beside me,&lt;br /&gt; when i am sleeping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;hmm&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;for this year,&lt;br /&gt;i am going snow city and maybe pub.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;EH STUPID OFFICER OF MY BROTHER.&lt;br /&gt;ARE YOU NUTS?&lt;br /&gt;MY BROTHER IS IN PAD-C,&lt;br /&gt;HOW CAN YOU ASK HIM TO STAND FOR SO LONG?&lt;br /&gt;YOU NUTS?&lt;br /&gt;THAT DOCTOR NUTS?&lt;br /&gt;IT IS DAMN TRUE THAT HE HAS SPINE PROBLEM.&lt;br /&gt;I ALSO HAVE SPINE PROBLEM TOO.&lt;br /&gt;I CAN UNDERSTAND HOW MY BROTHER FEEL.&lt;br /&gt;WE ACTUALLY CAN`T STAND FOR A LONG TIME,&lt;br /&gt;BECAUSE OF SPINE PROBLEM.&lt;br /&gt;I FINALLY KNOW WHY,&lt;br /&gt;PEOPLE WILL DIE IN THE ARMY,&lt;br /&gt;OR A-WAR,&lt;br /&gt;BECAUSE OF YOUR THINK THAT THEY DO,&lt;br /&gt; STUFFS THAT ARE STUPID JUST NOT TO GO NS.&lt;br /&gt;OH PLEASE,&lt;br /&gt;GUYS CAN`T HIDE FOR THIS NS OK.&lt;br /&gt;YOUR ARE JUST BEING UN-FAIR TO MY BROTHER,&lt;br /&gt;DRAG AND DRAG FOR 1 YEAR.&lt;br /&gt;DO YOU KNOW IN THAT ONE YEAR,&lt;br /&gt;HE HAVE A CHANCE TO STUDY IN SINGAPORE POLY.&lt;br /&gt;SINGAPORE POLY YOU KNOW,&lt;br /&gt;THE BEST POLY YOU KNOW.&lt;br /&gt;AND I TELL YOU IF MY BROTHER FAINT OR SUDDEN DEAD IN THE ARMY,&lt;br /&gt;IT WILL BE ALL YOUR FAULT.&lt;br /&gt;CCTV OUT THERE WILL GIVE THE EVIDENCES,&lt;br /&gt;THAT WHAT KIND OF STUPID ACT YOU HAVE DONE.&lt;br /&gt;AND THAT DOCTOR AT THERE.&lt;br /&gt;YOU NUTS?&lt;br /&gt;HOW DARE YOU SCOLD MY BROTHER?&lt;br /&gt;HE HAVE MEDICINAL REPORT OK.&lt;br /&gt;IT IS NOT A FAKE BUT A REAL MEDICINAL REPORT.&lt;br /&gt;HOW CAN YOU SAY HE DID SOMETHING,&lt;br /&gt;JUST NOT TO DO ANYTHING AT THERE.&lt;br /&gt;I AM CURIOUS HOW DID YOU GET YOUR DOCTOR LICENSE!?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;RIDICULOUS&lt;/span&gt; PEOPLE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2578255418300121645-5989862544932511503?l=it-was-part-of-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2578255418300121645/posts/default/5989862544932511503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2578255418300121645/posts/default/5989862544932511503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://it-was-part-of-life.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-am-back.html' title='i am back.'/><author><name>zhenyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973135490501015149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/SLwBBbv217I/AAAAAAAAAAU/D1KITrUbnso/S220/1_944355143s.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2578255418300121645.post-7619261979531553357</id><published>2009-06-23T07:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-23T07:05:28.889-07:00</updated><title type='text'>at the begining (piano?)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/aoKHK030-Go&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube-nocookie.com/v/aoKHK030-Go&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at the beginning.&lt;br /&gt;damn hard to learn this.&lt;br /&gt;=.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2578255418300121645-7619261979531553357?l=it-was-part-of-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2578255418300121645/posts/default/7619261979531553357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2578255418300121645/posts/default/7619261979531553357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2578255418300121645-2222605448244610843?l=it-was-part-of-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2578255418300121645/posts/default/2222605448244610843'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/2578255418300121645/posts/default/2222605448244610843'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://it-was-part-of-life.blogspot.com/2009/06/things-that-i-would-like-to-buy.html' title='things that i would like to buy~'/><author><name>zhenyi</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14973135490501015149</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/SLwBBbv217I/AAAAAAAAAAU/D1KITrUbnso/S220/1_944355143s.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2578255418300121645.post-4755473731034762657</id><published>2009-06-22T07:54:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T08:02:01.351-07:00</updated><title type='text'>monday~</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/Sj-bSXdf_DI/AAAAAAAAAWI/ClU6PqyHcw8/s1600-h/1_256829449m.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/__oqzg4XI8vQ/Sj-bSXdf_DI/AAAAAAAAAWI/ClU6PqyHcw8/s200/1_256829449m.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350165622177135666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;WELCOME BACK JASLYN SIS :D&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;monday~&lt;br /&gt;while i was sleeping soundly,&lt;br /&gt;i received a call from jun kang`s.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;that they were going to buy some BBQ stuffs today.&lt;br /&gt;so rushed and blah blah.&lt;br /&gt;then meet time.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;terrence and JJ were with us too.&lt;br /&gt;then went to JK place to kept those things that we brought.&lt;br /&gt;next he went runnign with eugene.&lt;br /&gt;left terr, JJ and i.&lt;br /&gt;we went to play 357 to play table tennis.&lt;br /&gt;sad to say the table is full house already.&lt;br /&gt;then badminton court and basketball court also the same.&lt;br /&gt;JK and eugene came and meet us.&lt;br /&gt;so bored~&lt;br /&gt;=.=&lt;br /&gt;then way back home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/2578255418300121645-4755473731034762657?l=it-was-part-of-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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reach&lt;br /&gt;you gave me faith 'coz you believed&lt;br /&gt;i'm everything i a because you loved me&lt;br /&gt;you gave me wings and made me fly&lt;br /&gt;you touched my hand i could touch the&lt;br /&gt;sky&lt;br /&gt;i lost my faith, you gave it back to me&lt;br /&gt;you said no star was out of reach&lt;br /&gt;you stood by me and i stood tall&lt;br /&gt;i had your love i had it all&lt;br /&gt;i'm grateful for each day you gave me&lt;br /&gt;maybe i don't know that much&lt;br /&gt;but i know this much is true&lt;br /&gt;i was blessed because i was loved by&lt;br /&gt;you&lt;br /&gt;you were my strength when i was weak&lt;br /&gt;you were my voice when i couldn't&lt;br /&gt;speak&lt;br /&gt;you were my eyes when i couldn't see&lt;br /&gt;you saw the best there was in me&lt;br /&gt;lifted me up when i couldn't reach&lt;br /&gt;you gave me faith 'coz you believed&lt;br /&gt;i'm everything i am&lt;br /&gt;because you loved me&lt;br /&gt;you were always there for me&lt;br /&gt;the tender wind that carried me&lt;br /&gt;a light in the dark shining your love into&lt;br /&gt;my life&lt;br /&gt;you've been my inspiration&lt;br /&gt;through the lies you were the truth&lt;br /&gt;my world is a better place because of&lt;br /&gt;you&lt;br /&gt;you were my strength when i was weak&lt;br /&gt;you were my voice when i couldn't&lt;br /&gt;speak&lt;br /&gt;you were my eyes when i couldn't see&lt;br /&gt;you saw the best there was in me&lt;br /&gt;lifted me up when i couldn't reach&lt;br /&gt;you gave me faith 'coz you believed&lt;br /&gt;i'm everything i am&lt;br /&gt;because you loved me&lt;/span&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/2578255418300121645-2927369739972114315?l=it-was-part-of-life.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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