<?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-9134876659241893861</id><updated>2011-04-22T05:11:04.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'>۩۞۩    sticks and stones may break my bones...    ۩۞۩</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://417705bpm.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134876659241893861/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://417705bpm.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>...but words will never hurt me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04233381498791573335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i139.photobucket.com/albums/q290/darquefurbs/DSCF0155.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>86</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9134876659241893861.post-4196257182012772890</id><published>2007-07-30T20:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-30T20:49:20.835+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Life's gotta go on and so does my &lt;a href="http://417705bpm.wordpress.com/"&gt;blog!&lt;/a&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9134876659241893861-4196257182012772890?l=417705bpm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134876659241893861/posts/default/4196257182012772890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134876659241893861/posts/default/4196257182012772890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://417705bpm.blogspot.com/2007/07/lifes-gotta-go-on-and-so-does-my-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>...but words will never hurt me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04233381498791573335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i139.photobucket.com/albums/q290/darquefurbs/DSCF0155.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9134876659241893861.post-4383640511979220754</id><published>2007-07-29T21:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-29T21:48:13.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;...Intrepid and fearless to the infinite possibility of time assigned to play with&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Confidence flowing in every syncopated emptiness they sanction.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The unstoppable ascension of music rises and rises&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Like heat of mystical source in some all too familiar sauna.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It suffocates you a little,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But just a little,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And you just start sweating uncontrollably,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;As if this world had the guts to make it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So even our skin cries when we feel beauty.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9134876659241893861-4383640511979220754?l=417705bpm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134876659241893861/posts/default/4383640511979220754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134876659241893861/posts/default/4383640511979220754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://417705bpm.blogspot.com/2007/07/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>...but words will never hurt me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04233381498791573335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i139.photobucket.com/albums/q290/darquefurbs/DSCF0155.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9134876659241893861.post-2070765708635297858</id><published>2007-07-28T15:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-29T21:48:31.278+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;And it all came to an end just like that in 90 minutes...a little too soon. Although the playing last night may not be of a high standard, I felt good after the concert. It's my first ever Percussion Ensemble concert, and probably for some of the rest as well. And I'm thankful for the people who came down to support us...like the people from ACJC (just to mention a few)...Andy (the other half of the drum duet), Samuel, BJ, Qien, Joy, Samantha Ho, Ying Da...and not forgetting Matt from VJ, Dan from CJ, and Caryn and Xue Qi from AMKSS. Thanks again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;After the concert, we headed for supper, and Joel, Mich, Viv and me shared a cab (we kinda got lost after we alighted the cab =x). Nonetheless, we managed to find the place...and well we weren't the last to arrive...so it wasn't that bad. The others arrived shortly after. And there was...Me, Joel, Mich, Viv, Qi Lin, Wen Long, Andy, Sam, BJ, Qi En, Kris, Ben, Jon Tang, Dan, and Shaun. After supper, I cabbed home with Mich and Sam. After Mich got off the cab, I was alone, and this emptiness kinda just got into me. And I guess that was when I kinda realised that there was an emotional attachment to the Percussion Ensemble. remember telling Viv and Mich after the concert, "YES!!! My Sundays are finally free." Come to think of it, I think I will miss these times...when we had practices on almost everyday...cabbing to Mr Ngoh's studio in Kallang Pudding for the previous week...reaching home at about 9. Yes, it definitely did make my life much busier, but looking at it in a different point of view, it made my life much more fun. I can't imagine how free my Sundays would be from tomorrow onwards...so much so that I'll just be spacing out in the morning wondering what I should do...reminiscing the good memories during the past few Sundays, and the week before...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;This is probably gonna be one of the most memorable highlights for me in this year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kristen, Michelle, Vivien, Wen Long, Danial, Jon Tang, Shaun, Bi Ze, Joel - The people whom I've been seeing alot these past few days, who've probably been practicing as hard as me for the concert, if not, even harder. I really hope that we can have a Percussion Ensemble similar to this again. This is one "&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;"perience that I will always remember...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Excalibur&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Sunset Road&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Take The "A" Train&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Batik &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Marching Season&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Kristen&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Michelle&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Vivien&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Wen Long&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Amos&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Danial&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Jon Tang&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;Shaun&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Bi Ze&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Joel&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/9134876659241893861-2070765708635297858?l=417705bpm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134876659241893861/posts/default/2070765708635297858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134876659241893861/posts/default/2070765708635297858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://417705bpm.blogspot.com/2007/07/and-it-all-came-to-end-just-like-that.html' title=''/><author><name>...but words will never hurt me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04233381498791573335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i139.photobucket.com/albums/q290/darquefurbs/DSCF0155.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9134876659241893861.post-5017361937856202324</id><published>2007-07-25T21:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-29T22:06:08.072+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Came back from Percussion practice about an hour ago. Gave Wen Long a lift. Listening to Sunset Road as i'm blogging. I guess I'm kinda addicted to it...the sax part is...(therapeutic???) It's a pity that I can't get the nice marimba solo right just as yet...at least it sounded better than Monday...sigh...GOTTA BUCK UP! Sometimes, I just find that I'm stagnating. I'm just hoping that everything will go smoothly on Friday night =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CZARDAS!!! CZARDAS!!! CZARDAS!!! (Cha Er Da Shen Wu Qu...LOL) "The therapeutic running notes..." It keeps playing in my head.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;It's midweek already and it's been a busy one. I can't wait for it to be over!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9134876659241893861-5017361937856202324?l=417705bpm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134876659241893861/posts/default/5017361937856202324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134876659241893861/posts/default/5017361937856202324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://417705bpm.blogspot.com/2007/07/came-back-from-percussion-practice.html' title=''/><author><name>...but words will never hurt me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04233381498791573335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i139.photobucket.com/albums/q290/darquefurbs/DSCF0155.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9134876659241893861.post-7705518322788752894</id><published>2007-07-23T20:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-29T22:07:05.647+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;I'm actually feeling quite crappy now. Had percussion ensemble prac just now. I guess we do sound much cleaner compared to where we started...sigh...I'm worried about my solo. The thought of the entire concert falling apart this friday intimidates me alot. It's sort of like an investment kinda thing where I invest my time into practicing, when I could have been doing my school work, and if the performance screws up, everything will just go down the drain.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;SIGH!~...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9134876659241893861-7705518322788752894?l=417705bpm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134876659241893861/posts/default/7705518322788752894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134876659241893861/posts/default/7705518322788752894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://417705bpm.blogspot.com/2007/07/im-actually-feeling-quite-crappy-now.html' title=''/><author><name>...but words will never hurt me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04233381498791573335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i139.photobucket.com/albums/q290/darquefurbs/DSCF0155.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9134876659241893861.post-1081530575597304256</id><published>2007-07-13T20:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-13T20:51:05.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;table style="BORDER-RIGHT: black 1px solid; BORDER-TOP: black 1px solid; BORDER-LEFT: black 1px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: black 1px solid" width="450" background="#FFFFFF" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+1;"&gt;Amos Chen --&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+1;"&gt;[adjective]:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sexually stunning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="COLOR: #ff0000" href="http://www.quizgalaxy.com/quiz.php?id=83"&gt;'How will you be defined in the dictionary?'&lt;/a&gt; at &lt;a style="COLOR: #ff0000" href="http://www.quizgalaxy.com/"&gt;QuizGalaxy.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9134876659241893861-1081530575597304256?l=417705bpm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134876659241893861/posts/default/1081530575597304256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134876659241893861/posts/default/1081530575597304256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://417705bpm.blogspot.com/2007/07/amos-chen-adjective-sexually-stunning.html' title=''/><author><name>...but words will never hurt me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04233381498791573335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i139.photobucket.com/albums/q290/darquefurbs/DSCF0155.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9134876659241893861.post-5409473419331250628</id><published>2007-07-13T20:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-29T22:09:07.805+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Caught Harry Potter on Wednesday...didn't think it was fantastic or even good at all...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well then again...which Harry Potter film was great????&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Band Night is coming real soon...I really wonder why it's in August...when the prelims are just around the corner...and it's so difficult for me to sell the tickets. DANG!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;But first...there's presentation in 3 days time... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9134876659241893861-5409473419331250628?l=417705bpm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134876659241893861/posts/default/5409473419331250628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134876659241893861/posts/default/5409473419331250628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://417705bpm.blogspot.com/2007/07/caught-harry-potter-on-wednesday.html' title=''/><author><name>...but words will never hurt me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04233381498791573335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i139.photobucket.com/albums/q290/darquefurbs/DSCF0155.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9134876659241893861.post-4276516150733630381</id><published>2007-07-12T19:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-29T22:10:18.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;I'm back online again. Com crashed 3 days ago =(...lost all my assignments due in a few weeks time. That sucks alot man. Anyway, I was listening to my mp3 on Sunday, while I was going for the Percusion Ensemble thingy, and this song came on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's kinda strange how I only paid attention to the lyrics then only...and thought it's actually quite...beautiful...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Natalie Imbruglia - Torn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought I saw a man brought to life&lt;br /&gt;He was warm, he came around like he was dignified&lt;br /&gt;He showed me what it was to cry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well you couldn't be that man I adored&lt;br /&gt;You don't seem to know, seem to care what your heart is for&lt;br /&gt;But I don't know him anymore&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing where he used to lie&lt;br /&gt;My conversation has run dry&lt;br /&gt;That's what's going on&lt;br /&gt;Nothing's fine I'm torn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm all out of faith&lt;br /&gt;This is how I feel&lt;br /&gt;I'm cold and I am shamed&lt;br /&gt;Lying naked on the floor&lt;br /&gt;Illusion never changed&lt;br /&gt;Into something real&lt;br /&gt;I'm wide awake and I can see&lt;br /&gt;The perfect sky is torn&lt;br /&gt;You're a little late&lt;br /&gt;I'm already torn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I guess the fortune teller's right&lt;br /&gt;Should have seen just what was there&lt;br /&gt;And not some holy light&lt;br /&gt;Which crawled beneath my veins&lt;br /&gt;And now I don't care, I had no luck&lt;br /&gt;I don't miss it all that much&lt;br /&gt;There's just so many things&lt;br /&gt;That I can touch, I'm torn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm all out of faith&lt;br /&gt;This is how I feel&lt;br /&gt;I'm cold and I am shamed&lt;br /&gt;Lying naked on the floor&lt;br /&gt;Illusion never changed&lt;br /&gt;Into something real&lt;br /&gt;I'm wide awake&lt;br /&gt;And I can see&lt;br /&gt;The perfect sky is torn&lt;br /&gt;You're a little late&lt;br /&gt;I'm already torn&lt;br /&gt;Torn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing where he used to lie&lt;br /&gt;My inspiration has run dry&lt;br /&gt;That's what's going on&lt;br /&gt;Nothing's right, I'm torn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm all out of faith&lt;br /&gt;This is how I feel&lt;br /&gt;I'm cold and I am shamed&lt;br /&gt;Lying naked on the floor&lt;br /&gt;Illusion never changed&lt;br /&gt;Into something real&lt;br /&gt;I'm wide awake and I can see&lt;br /&gt;The perfect sky is torn&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm all out of faith&lt;br /&gt;This is how I feel&lt;br /&gt;I'm cold and I'm ashamed&lt;br /&gt;Bound and broken on the floor&lt;br /&gt;You're a little late&lt;br /&gt;I'm already torn&lt;br /&gt;Torn &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9134876659241893861-4276516150733630381?l=417705bpm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134876659241893861/posts/default/4276516150733630381'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134876659241893861/posts/default/4276516150733630381'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://417705bpm.blogspot.com/2007/07/im-back-online-again.html' title=''/><author><name>...but words will never hurt me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04233381498791573335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i139.photobucket.com/albums/q290/darquefurbs/DSCF0155.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9134876659241893861.post-8551575920592503121</id><published>2007-07-08T10:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-29T22:11:01.907+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Marching Season sounded alright in the bandroom yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;I wonder how's it gonna be today...hmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_teaVhL0mTK4/RpBQVo-1heI/AAAAAAAAAA8/3EE4J8mM0hQ/s1600-h/MrNgohAndStudents.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084652312009737698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_teaVhL0mTK4/RpBQVo-1heI/AAAAAAAAAA8/3EE4J8mM0hQ/s400/MrNgohAndStudents.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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/9134876659241893861-8551575920592503121?l=417705bpm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134876659241893861/posts/default/8551575920592503121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134876659241893861/posts/default/8551575920592503121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://417705bpm.blogspot.com/2007/07/marching-season-sounded-alright-in.html' title=''/><author><name>...but words will never hurt me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04233381498791573335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i139.photobucket.com/albums/q290/darquefurbs/DSCF0155.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_teaVhL0mTK4/RpBQVo-1heI/AAAAAAAAAA8/3EE4J8mM0hQ/s72-c/MrNgohAndStudents.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9134876659241893861.post-8836619627159268158</id><published>2007-07-05T20:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-29T22:12:27.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Alas...a post after so long...Oh well...I've been rather lazy to post stuff on my blog these days. Then I recall myself trying to start a blog half a year ago. I guess I only take pleasure in blogsurfing...Haha. Anyway, it's not as if I've nothing to post...I guess I just can't be bothered to post =X Heh. Without going on and on about how this blogged has been stagnating, here goes my first post after the holidays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here's a fairly long post...to make up for the past weeks of nothingness...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the holidays were alright. Stayed in our little sunny island, and it's been band, tuition, and home. With a little bit of movies here and there. Movies caught during the holidays will be Pirates Of The Caribbean 3: At World's End, and Shrek 3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So school's reopened and we're in week 2...moving onto week 3 real soon. Week 1 was alright, was kinda dreading school reopening though. Somehow I didn't feel ready and I was pretty insecure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then week 2 came along...started off with Youth Day. Caught transformers at Marina Square with Foofy, Ryann, Dwayne, Malui, KW, Jenn, and Ian. The show was quite good...was seating at the fourth row though. Came out of the cinema with my head spinning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IP Symposium is on this week...and it's darn slack. Making podcast since yesterday..and we completed it today. YEA! Now I really really really dread week 3...heh. Been rather cynical and bitchy lately...don't know why...but I seem to enjoy it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comments (italicized) I made at the symposium...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Climate Change or should you say in short Global Warming&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;How much shorter is Global Warming compared to Climate Change??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The content is too heavy...can it be lighter?? Let's change the mosquito carrying diseases bit to polar caps melting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Does this change make the content lighter? You're merely just changing the facts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*ALOT OF NOISE*&lt;br /&gt;OOOIIIIII!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Raising your voice to get people to keep quiet...how ironic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;On a separate note, I've many performances coming up...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Presentation Night&lt;br /&gt;2) Percussion Solo and Ensemble Concert&lt;br /&gt;3) Festival of Arts (Band Night)&lt;br /&gt;4) Combined National Day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,0,0)"&gt;*PLEASE BUY TICKETS FOR NUMBER 2 &amp;amp; 3. THANKS!!!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ACSI Perc Ensemble is sounding rather good. Marching Season is coming together =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday Perc Ensemble...is still pretty alright la. Pieces are interesting...but I guess we need to practice a lotttttt. Haha. Stresssss....I should get started with my solo as well =S &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9134876659241893861-8836619627159268158?l=417705bpm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134876659241893861/posts/default/8836619627159268158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134876659241893861/posts/default/8836619627159268158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://417705bpm.blogspot.com/2007/07/alas.html' title=''/><author><name>...but words will never hurt me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04233381498791573335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i139.photobucket.com/albums/q290/darquefurbs/DSCF0155.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9134876659241893861.post-31671287288429614</id><published>2007-06-23T21:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-29T22:13:17.604+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;So band camp's over...bathing with warm water in school at night is definitely a luxury...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, I'm damn tirrrreeedddd....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HAD MACS FOUR TIMES THIS WEEK!!!! MUST ABSTAIN!!! MUST!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess the camp was pretty much alright and it was quite slack...&lt;br /&gt;Met up with the ExCo the night before the camp for dinner at KAP...then headed back to the bandroom to watch Kakashi (LOL!! From the producers of Ring O...like wth!!). The storyline was rather plain and I wasted 80 mins of my life -.- DOH! Then, we watched How I Met Your Mum on Ernest's laptop. It's quite funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day I was actually feeling quite shitty. I didn't know why...and still don't know why. So anyhow, the day started with Amos buying my breakfast for me - coffee. And the day was pretty much combined, sectionals, combined, sectionals. Then at about lunch time, I decided to just have blueberry tea for lunch, and then I headed over to ACJC to meet Martin for the payment and collection of MUSE tickets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And it was then...when I got 3 blisters on my feet just from walking from ACSI to ACJC. Don't ask me how it happened, I've got no idea as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We made Oliver a bolster named Claire in the afternoon =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Swopped slippers with Teow and Amos =))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prac for Perc Ensemble - Excalibur &amp; Marching Season&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone in my dorm had new names&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me - Amy (pronouced Ar-mi)&lt;br /&gt;Oliver -Tranny Leow / Vajajay&lt;br /&gt;Ryann - Rihanna&lt;br /&gt;Ernest Soh - Bangala Soh&lt;br /&gt;Ernest Tan - Evita&lt;br /&gt;Bevan - Moby&lt;br /&gt;Rama - Chocolate Boy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We compiled a list of scandals entitled: The Vajajay Chronicles =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left for VCH in the evening and kinda arrived early, so Ernest, Ernest, KW and I decided to go to O'Briens for coffee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it was MUSE...MUSE...and MUSE. Feste Romane sounded good. Although I thought it'd probably make a better finale piece as compared to Scheherazade. I remember people getting excited when they saw the blue backing of the conductor score for Scheherazade and then you hear "last page!!!". I guess it was a heavy concert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we got back to school, I was still feeling moody, and it dawned upon me that I only had coffee for breakfast, blueberry tea for lunch, and green tea for dinner. My appetite was dead that day. And I wasn't feeling hungry a single bit...speaking to Abraham about my insecurities kinda made me felt much better. Then it was more How I Met Your Mum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second day came along...and the moody feeling kinda wore off. It was a good thing I suppose. Had sports in the afternoon - soccer, captain's ball, basketball...and more blisters...&lt;br /&gt;Well, there were many others who got injured.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ismail chipped his toenail&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rama had a cramp and decided to pour cold water over his calf... thinking it'd help..but only made it worse (gosh...so himbotic!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oliver pulled his hamstring&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ordered Macs at night...and more How I Met Your Mum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day 3 came along, more Combined and Sectionals, interviewed ExCo applicants in the afternoon, had BBQ in the evening, then night games, was running around snapping shots. Hahaha....after the games it was Macs (AGAIN!) and How I Met Your Mum (AGAIN!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last day was practice-heavy compared to the previous few days...and the new ExCo is selected =))).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's kinda sad knowing that this is my last camp as an ExCo member of the band, and this is my last camp with the ExCo 06-07. Although we might have got scolded by the teachers and Dr Lee, I believe that we've done our best to run the band, and made the right decisions given the situation...I'll really miss working with these people, the ExCo lunches, dinner, the bitching and all...we should have a meal together soon before we step down =)))...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(153,0,0); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;ExCo 06-07 Amos, Oliver, Ernest, Ryann, Ernest, Kah Wei, Bevan, Darren James , David&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta get ready for perc ensemble tomorrow... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9134876659241893861-31671287288429614?l=417705bpm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134876659241893861/posts/default/31671287288429614'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134876659241893861/posts/default/31671287288429614'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://417705bpm.blogspot.com/2007/06/so-band-camps-over.html' title=''/><author><name>...but words will never hurt me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04233381498791573335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i139.photobucket.com/albums/q290/darquefurbs/DSCF0155.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9134876659241893861.post-4613637310672988644</id><published>2007-06-19T16:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-19T16:59:06.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;BAND CAMP 20 - 23 JUNE&lt;/span&gt;&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/9134876659241893861-4613637310672988644?l=417705bpm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134876659241893861/posts/default/4613637310672988644'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134876659241893861/posts/default/4613637310672988644'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://417705bpm.blogspot.com/2007/06/band-camp-20-23-june.html' title=''/><author><name>...but words will never hurt me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04233381498791573335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i139.photobucket.com/albums/q290/darquefurbs/DSCF0155.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9134876659241893861.post-6297636700544464696</id><published>2007-06-17T22:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-29T22:13:57.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Help! Next week is gonna begin, and it's gonna be the busiest week of my June Holidays. To make matters worse, it's the last week of the holidays. This sucks &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,153);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;BIG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; time. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9134876659241893861-6297636700544464696?l=417705bpm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134876659241893861/posts/default/6297636700544464696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134876659241893861/posts/default/6297636700544464696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://417705bpm.blogspot.com/2007/06/help-next-week-is-gonna-begin-and-its.html' title=''/><author><name>...but words will never hurt me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04233381498791573335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i139.photobucket.com/albums/q290/darquefurbs/DSCF0155.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9134876659241893861.post-1190510090644275103</id><published>2007-06-17T10:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-29T22:14:31.974+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Had band prac yesterday...played Marching Season during sectionals and it sounded GOOD! for sightreading =).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then popped over at ACJC for their tune-in...was listening to them play With Heart and Voice, Feste Romane, and Scheherazade. The band was huge...and it was LOUD!!!!! Carol, Peishi, Eve, Sam, and Phyllis were there as well =). After the tune-in, Ernest and Jon Tang came over to carry the borrowed instruments back...so I decided to help them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 flutes and 2 boxes of ligature in my bag.&lt;br /&gt;1 bari sax slinged over my shoulder.&lt;br /&gt;2 alto saxes, each on one hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weight is enough to kill me...when I got home...I was darn tired and my back ached like crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think i'm gonna be damn tired by next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had band prac + ACJC tune-in yesterday.&lt;br /&gt;Gonna have some external percussion ensemble thingy later.&lt;br /&gt;SYF Presentation finale band rehearsal on Mon and Tues.&lt;br /&gt;Band Camp from Wed to Sat.&lt;br /&gt;Perc ensemble on Sun again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to reschedule my tuition.&lt;br /&gt;I need my next Sunday free.&lt;br /&gt;To rejuvenate.&lt;br /&gt;To get ready for the new school term.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;looks like tuition's gonna be on the first week of July... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9134876659241893861-1190510090644275103?l=417705bpm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134876659241893861/posts/default/1190510090644275103'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134876659241893861/posts/default/1190510090644275103'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://417705bpm.blogspot.com/2007/06/had-band-prac-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>...but words will never hurt me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04233381498791573335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i139.photobucket.com/albums/q290/darquefurbs/DSCF0155.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9134876659241893861.post-6314628506540231623</id><published>2007-06-15T21:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-29T22:16:25.759+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Ok...My plan to splurge today was foiled =(. Everything was planned beforehand, what, when, and where. But I guess...I just wouldn't be able to live with the guilt after splurging. Buying birks, nike dunks, ripcurl wallet, and a crumpler is gonna make my bank account bleed hell lots. I wished I had that kind of spending power. Actually, the thought of that is indeed scary =X. O well, thankfully the shopping trip was foiled if not I'll be living with the guilt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyhow, before I went to Orchard, I popped into Candy Empire at Vivo today to get............CANDIES!!! (DUH!). Then...I met Ryann, KW, and Malui at Cine...and we saw a scandalous, shameless, slutacious couple (tsk...tsk...tsk...).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway...back to my point...as we all know my shopping plan was foiled, so I decided to change my agenda to Gastronomy!!! There was a food fair in Far East Plaza!!!! Ok la...I didn't really eat that much either...but I kinda decided that if I should splurge today...it shall be on food and nothing else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We walked from Cine...to Pacific Plaza...to Lucky Plaza (for lunch)...to Far East Plaza...to Wheelock...and then back HOME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aiiii...there goes my final opportunity to shop during the holidays, during the GSS...but one thing's for sure though, it was definitely a good feeling to be able to try on a pair of birks. Hahaha. I swear I'll get my hands on a pair of birks real soon. ;) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9134876659241893861-6314628506540231623?l=417705bpm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134876659241893861/posts/default/6314628506540231623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134876659241893861/posts/default/6314628506540231623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://417705bpm.blogspot.com/2007/06/ok.html' title=''/><author><name>...but words will never hurt me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04233381498791573335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i139.photobucket.com/albums/q290/darquefurbs/DSCF0155.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9134876659241893861.post-230968536639754330</id><published>2007-06-14T18:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-29T22:17:03.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;代言人 - 萧亚轩 《1087》&lt;br /&gt;词:周耀辉 曲:陈伟&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;绿茶冲水证明好味道&lt;br /&gt;新手机找谁证明时髦&lt;br /&gt;我难道要找爱情证明我会笑&lt;br /&gt;给自己做个广告&lt;br /&gt;看自己能多好 让世界都知道&lt;br /&gt;烦恼比他少&lt;br /&gt;过得比他好&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;生活多迷人 来做代言人&lt;br /&gt;没有约会一样可能&lt;br /&gt;爱一个人 就是比不上我一个人&lt;br /&gt;惯了做他的人有点闷&lt;br /&gt;为今天多轻省来做代言人&lt;br /&gt;穿得摩登 整个城市找我证明 多丰盛&lt;br /&gt;我爱上自己的灵魂&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;就算推销天荒和地老&lt;br /&gt;更爱给主人目光拥抱&lt;br /&gt;我不如找面镜子证明我骄傲&lt;br /&gt;给自己做个广告&lt;br /&gt;看自己有多好 让世界都知道 活得比他好&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;生活多迷人 来做代言人&lt;br /&gt;没有约会一样可能&lt;br /&gt;爱一个人 就是比不上我一个人&lt;br /&gt;惯了做他的人有点闷&lt;br /&gt;为今天多轻省来做代言人&lt;br /&gt;穿得摩登 整个城市找我证明 多丰盛&lt;br /&gt;我爱上自己的灵魂&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;所有男生和女生&lt;br /&gt;趁单身享受单身&lt;br /&gt;到恋爱再去两个人&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;生活多迷人 来做代言人&lt;br /&gt;没有约会一样可能&lt;br /&gt;爱一个人 就是比不上我一个人&lt;br /&gt;惯了做他的人有点闷&lt;br /&gt;为今天多轻省来做代言人&lt;br /&gt;穿得摩登 整个城市找我证明 多丰盛&lt;br /&gt;我爱上自己的灵魂&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;生活多迷人 来做代言人&lt;br /&gt;没有约会一样可能&lt;br /&gt;爱一个人 就是比不上我一个人&lt;br /&gt;惯了做他的人有点闷&lt;br /&gt;为今天多轻省来做代言人&lt;br /&gt;穿得摩登 整个城市找我证明 多丰盛&lt;br /&gt;我爱上自己的灵魂 &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/9134876659241893861-230968536639754330?l=417705bpm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134876659241893861/posts/default/230968536639754330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134876659241893861/posts/default/230968536639754330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://417705bpm.blogspot.com/2007/06/1087.html' title=''/><author><name>...but words will never hurt me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04233381498791573335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i139.photobucket.com/albums/q290/darquefurbs/DSCF0155.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9134876659241893861.post-7687418901909356470</id><published>2007-06-12T21:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-29T22:19:33.881+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;a force so &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,153);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;otent;&lt;br /&gt;a drive so &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,153);font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;lluring;&lt;br /&gt;a &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,153)"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;en&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,153)"&gt;s&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;at&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,153)"&gt;i&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;on so &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,153)"&gt;o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;verwhelming;&lt;br /&gt;a feeling so i&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,153)"&gt;n&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;tense &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9134876659241893861-7687418901909356470?l=417705bpm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134876659241893861/posts/default/7687418901909356470'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134876659241893861/posts/default/7687418901909356470'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://417705bpm.blogspot.com/2007/06/force-so-p-otent-drive-so-lluring-s-en.html' title=''/><author><name>...but words will never hurt me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04233381498791573335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i139.photobucket.com/albums/q290/darquefurbs/DSCF0155.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9134876659241893861.post-3101270825626315639</id><published>2007-06-12T13:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-29T22:20:02.599+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;a model of decorum and tranquility. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9134876659241893861-3101270825626315639?l=417705bpm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134876659241893861/posts/default/3101270825626315639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134876659241893861/posts/default/3101270825626315639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://417705bpm.blogspot.com/2007/06/model-of-decorum-and-tranquility.html' title=''/><author><name>...but words will never hurt me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04233381498791573335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i139.photobucket.com/albums/q290/darquefurbs/DSCF0155.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9134876659241893861.post-1746756360834817526</id><published>2007-06-08T15:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-29T22:21:11.811+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Well, uh, I don't know where he's not. On the contrary, I'm possibly more or less not definitely rejecting the idea that I undeniably do or do not know where he shouldn't probably be. If that indeed wasn't where he isn't! &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/9134876659241893861-1746756360834817526?l=417705bpm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134876659241893861/posts/default/1746756360834817526'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134876659241893861/posts/default/1746756360834817526'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://417705bpm.blogspot.com/2007/06/well-uh-i-dont-know-where-hes-not.html' title=''/><author><name>...but words will never hurt me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04233381498791573335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i139.photobucket.com/albums/q290/darquefurbs/DSCF0155.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9134876659241893861.post-4788736406263603134</id><published>2007-06-06T18:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-29T22:22:28.117+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;原点&gt; 主题曲 ：空秋千 歌手：林宇中&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;作词: 林宇中 作曲:林宇中&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(51,102,255)"&gt;荡秋千 来回终究要停在原点&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(51,102,255)"&gt;望太远 眼前幸福却忽略&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;晃半圈 圆不了爱恋&lt;br /&gt;高一遍 低一遍&lt;br /&gt;风就吹散了永远&lt;br /&gt;还想为你摇秋千&lt;br /&gt;对着夕阳扮鬼脸&lt;br /&gt;若月光再美一点&lt;br /&gt;我们会否把手牵&lt;br /&gt;还想被你碎碎念&lt;br /&gt;当数流星的配乐&lt;br /&gt;你却说你等不到天亮&lt;br /&gt;空秋千 陪整夜&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(51,102,255)"&gt;荡秋千 来回终究要停在原点&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(51,102,255)"&gt;望太远 眼前幸福却忽略&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;晃半圈 圆不了爱恋&lt;br /&gt;高一遍 低一遍&lt;br /&gt;风就吹散了永远&lt;br /&gt;还想为你摇秋千&lt;br /&gt;对着夕阳扮鬼脸&lt;br /&gt;若月光再美一点&lt;br /&gt;我们会否把手牵&lt;br /&gt;还想被你碎碎念&lt;br /&gt;当数流星的配乐&lt;br /&gt;你却说你等不到天亮&lt;br /&gt;空秋千 陪整夜&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;秋千和我失眠&lt;br /&gt;在你影子身边&lt;br /&gt;这公园太想念&lt;br /&gt;你无邪的笑脸&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;还想为你摇秋千&lt;br /&gt;对着夕阳扮鬼脸&lt;br /&gt;若月光再美一点&lt;br /&gt;我们会否把手牵&lt;br /&gt;还想被你碎碎念&lt;br /&gt;当数流星的配乐&lt;br /&gt;你却说你等不到天亮&lt;br /&gt;空秋千 陪整夜&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;对着夕阳扮鬼脸&lt;br /&gt;还想为你摇秋千&lt;br /&gt;若月光再美一点&lt;br /&gt;我们会否把手牵&lt;br /&gt;还想被你碎碎念&lt;br /&gt;当数流星的配乐&lt;br /&gt;你却说你等不到天亮&lt;br /&gt;空秋千 陪整夜 &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/9134876659241893861-4788736406263603134?l=417705bpm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134876659241893861/posts/default/4788736406263603134'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134876659241893861/posts/default/4788736406263603134'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://417705bpm.blogspot.com/2007/06/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>...but words will never hurt me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04233381498791573335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i139.photobucket.com/albums/q290/darquefurbs/DSCF0155.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9134876659241893861.post-6402093440051796967</id><published>2007-06-05T21:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-29T22:18:38.142+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;MOVIE MANIA! MOVIE MADNESS! Caught Shrek 3 and Pirates of the Caribbean: At World's End (AGAIN!!) today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met Dwayne, Ryann, Jenn, KW, Fluffy and Erne for Shrek 3 in the morning at Orchard Cine. Shrek 3 had a simple and comprehensible storyline, was very easy to follow the story. Short and sweet. Not a bad movie at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the movie, we went to Le Meridien Foodcourt to have Fish n Chips =)...met WyJay there. After lunch, we went to Plaza Sing to have dessert at Gelare =).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we rushed to Cathay Cineplex for Pirates of the Caribbean 3. ACJC and TPJC peeps were there as well =))). Pirates somehow seemed better when I watched it the second time. Perhaps, I knew what to look out for...and since I knew the storyline, I could pay more attention to the soundtrack. NICE!~ Sadly, I still didn't like the ending...it's so saddening. I guess the only reason why I want a fourth Pirates is because of the ending. It's not the "happily-ever-after" kind of ending...so it's basically just UGH!. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait to wait for the new Pirates score to be out!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9134876659241893861-6402093440051796967?l=417705bpm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134876659241893861/posts/default/6402093440051796967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134876659241893861/posts/default/6402093440051796967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://417705bpm.blogspot.com/2007/06/movie-mania-movie-madness-caught-shrek.html' title=''/><author><name>...but words will never hurt me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04233381498791573335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i139.photobucket.com/albums/q290/darquefurbs/DSCF0155.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9134876659241893861.post-2438261628675612113</id><published>2007-05-29T23:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-29T22:24:00.502+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;div style="COLOR: rgb(51,102,255); TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;stay up till &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,102);font-size:180%;" &gt;4&lt;/span&gt; in the morning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="COLOR: rgb(51,102,255); TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,102,255); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,102,255); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: right"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,102,255); FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;the tears are pouring...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gwen Stefani - 4 In The Morning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waking up to find another day&lt;br /&gt;The moon got lost again last night&lt;br /&gt;But now the sun has finally had its say&lt;br /&gt;I guess I feel alright&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it hurts when I think&lt;br /&gt;When I let it sink in&lt;br /&gt;It's all over me&lt;br /&gt;I'm lying here in the dark&lt;br /&gt;I'm watching you sleep, it hurts a lot&lt;br /&gt;&amp; all I know is&lt;br /&gt;You've got to give me everything&lt;br /&gt;Nothing less cause&lt;br /&gt;You know I give you all of me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[CHORUS]&lt;br /&gt;I give you everything that I am&lt;br /&gt;I'm handin' over everything that I've got&lt;br /&gt;Cause I wanna have a really true love&lt;br /&gt;Don't ever wanna have to go &amp;amp; give you up&lt;br /&gt;Stay up till Four In The Morning &amp; the tears are pouring&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; I want to make it worth the fight&lt;br /&gt;What have we been doing for all this time?&lt;br /&gt;Baby if we're gonna do it, come on do it right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I wanted was to know I'm safe&lt;br /&gt;Don't want to lose the love I've found&lt;br /&gt;Remember when you said that you would change&lt;br /&gt;Don't let me down&lt;br /&gt;It's not fair how you are&lt;br /&gt;I can't be complete, can you give me more?&lt;br /&gt;&amp; all I know is&lt;br /&gt;You got to give me everything&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; nothing less cause&lt;br /&gt;You know I give you all of me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[CHORUS]&lt;br /&gt;I give you everything that I am&lt;br /&gt;I'm handin' over everything that I've got&lt;br /&gt;Cause I wanna have a really true love&lt;br /&gt;Don't ever wanna have to go &amp; give you up&lt;br /&gt;Stay up till Four In The Morning &amp;amp; the tears are pouring&lt;br /&gt;&amp; I want to make it worth the fight&lt;br /&gt;What have we been doing for all this time?&lt;br /&gt;Baby if we're gonna do it, come on do it right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh please, you know what I need&lt;br /&gt;Save all your love up for me&lt;br /&gt;We can't escape the love&lt;br /&gt;Give me everything that you have&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; all I know is&lt;br /&gt;You got to give me everything&lt;br /&gt;&amp; nothing less cause&lt;br /&gt;You know I give you all of me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[CHORUS]&lt;br /&gt;I give you everything that I am&lt;br /&gt;I'm handin' over everything that I've got&lt;br /&gt;Cause I wanna have a really true love&lt;br /&gt;Don't ever wanna have to go &amp;amp; give you up&lt;br /&gt;Stay up till Four In The Morning &amp; the tears are pouring&lt;br /&gt;&amp;amp; I want to make it worth the fight&lt;br /&gt;What have we been doing for all this time?&lt;br /&gt;Baby if we're gonna do it, come on do it right&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Give you everything)&lt;br /&gt;(Give you all of me) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9134876659241893861-2438261628675612113?l=417705bpm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134876659241893861/posts/default/2438261628675612113'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134876659241893861/posts/default/2438261628675612113'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://417705bpm.blogspot.com/2007/05/stay-up-till-four-in-morning-and-tears.html' title=''/><author><name>...but words will never hurt me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04233381498791573335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i139.photobucket.com/albums/q290/darquefurbs/DSCF0155.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9134876659241893861.post-1640357551284351426</id><published>2007-05-26T11:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-29T22:24:36.715+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Managed to catch Pirates of the Caribbean 3: At World's End on Wednesday. It wasn't really fantastic, but on a whole I thought it was pretty alright. The entire movie was a wee bit too lengthy, with a lot of redundant scenes where you'll see Jack Sparrow rambling to himself. Personally, I feel that these scenes should be cut out. But I guess At World's End kinda brings the trilogy to an end...(or so it seems). I loved the ending bit of the show (the fight in the maelstrom).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the soundtrack is yet again not disappointing, with the new tracks still revolving around the original Pirates theme. Hans Zimmer is fabulous! The only thing I don't like about the soundtrack is the Jack Sparrow theme played on an out-of-tune guitar. It sounds very carnatic, and zen to me. Well, I guess it just didn't work out for me. And they also introduced this rock-feel track which I feel doesn't really suit the entire movie. I guess Hans Zimmer should have stuck to orchestrated music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I particularly liked the Singapore set a lot. Although they made it look like an oriental village (I mean shouldn't it be a malay kampong??). Captain Sao Feng (Chow Yun Fatt) didn't really get a lot of screen time, which was quite a pity. I guess there were perhaps too many plots going on at the same time, so there wasn't any chance to dwell onto some important characters (like Tia Dalma, who is a key character in this story). However, she didn't seem to do a lot. I didn't like how the movie really ended though, because it's pretty sad, not a very ideal ending, but I guess it was a decent one. Though there is a loose end left to be tied up...so I wouldn't strike the possibility out that there'd be a Pirates of the Caribbean 4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, here's an article about the new soundtrack...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;(http://www.soundtrack.net/features/article/?id=231)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span id="intelliTXT" style="FONT-STYLE: italic" name="intelliTxt"&gt;&lt;p nd="5"&gt;&lt;b class="question"&gt;1. &lt;a onclick="window.open('/media/player.html?title=hoist&amp;id=01','audio','width=500,height=200,location=no,toolbar=no,menubar=no,scrollbars=no,resizable=no');return false" href="http://www.soundtrack.net/features/article/?id=231#"&gt;Hoist the Colours&lt;/a&gt; (1:31)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Snare drum rolls swell with a lonely chime tolling at the peak as the track begins. A boy starts to sing the A-Theme of "Hoist the Colours", a melodic pirate shanty. He is uncertain and his voice wavering at first, but then a rabble gang of pirates take over with the B-Theme, singing the lyrics: "Yo ho, all together, Hoist the Colours high / Heave ho, thieves and beggars, never shall we die!" It ends with a triumphant snare hit, and a chain rattle.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p nd="6"&gt;&lt;b class="question"&gt;2. &lt;a onclick="window.open('/media/player.html?title=hoist&amp;id=02','audio','width=500,height=200,location=no,toolbar=no,menubar=no,scrollbars=no,resizable=no');return false" href="http://www.soundtrack.net/features/article/?id=231#"&gt;Singapore&lt;/a&gt; (3:40)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A low gong softly starts the track as ethnic Asian woodwinds flit and dance, and then Sao Feng's theme is heard on the erhu. Backed by low toned strings, a fiddle adds some color, as well as some rhythmic pipe bursts and percussion softly underscoring the melody as it builds. It rolls into a determined and rhythmic ostinato of Beckett's Theme (aka the East India Trading Company Theme) on harpsichord and orchestra, as an action cue takes hold. Strong brass works around Beckett's Theme as fast Asian patterns and rhythmic ostinatos keep the momentum moving forward. It all dies down finally, leaving us with a short statement of the "Foghorn Theme" from Pirates of the Caribbean: The Curse of the Black Pearl. The erhu and a cymbalon softly play Sao Feng's Theme again, and then a snare drum heralds in the heroic Jack Sparrow Theme from the first film, with a regal edge, including a large choir. It ends, leaving us with the new playful Jack Sparrow Theme from the second film on the cello before the track comes to a close.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p nd="7"&gt;&lt;b class="question"&gt;3. &lt;a onclick="window.open('/media/player.html?title=hoist&amp;id=03','audio','width=500,height=200,location=no,toolbar=no,menubar=no,scrollbars=no,resizable=no');return false" href="http://www.soundtrack.net/features/article/?id=231#"&gt;At Wit's End&lt;/a&gt; (8:05)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first part of the new love theme (Love Theme A) is heard here, softly on the strings as airy atmosphere encompasses the soundscape. Tremolo strings slowly play the countermelody as hints of a music box can be heard deep in the background. Now a darkened version of the secondary section of the Love Theme is played (Love Theme B) on the low strings, and things fade down as new short-string ostinatos slowly start working towards the front. Love Theme A is now heard more heroically on the French horns (showcasing it's diversity for usage in different areas), and choir gently and ethereally takes over, with a dream-like siren quality to it, kind of like portions of The Da Vinci Code. Strings quickly swirl upwards to the main version of Love Theme B - high strings sing out while a darker and slower version of the love theme played beneath. It all ascends to a crescendo, then drops away leaving us with a snare roll and chime tolling coming in quick bursts. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p nd="8"&gt;Now a music box plays the Davy Jones theme as an organ plays a new countermelody on top of it. The organ slowly fades away, leaving just the music box, and then strings come in tenderly with Love Theme A as the music box changes hands and provides the backing texture. The orchestra rises back up, with a dramatic statement of the Davy Jones theme with triumphant hits and choir subtly beneath. It builds and heralds in a new action sequence.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p nd="9"&gt;Rhythmic ostinato in the low strings keep the pace going as French horns and brass build upwards, climaxing in a burst of choir. Dissonant strings swirl around as choir chants, and now the strings continue their ostinato as a new descending brass motif is heard ascending through the musical range (for the sake of consistency, we'll refer to this as the "World's Edge Theme"). It carries over into the strings as the choir builds, the tension is ratcheted up and everything comes to a crashing conclusion.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p nd="10"&gt;&lt;b class="question"&gt;4. &lt;a onclick="window.open('/media/player.html?title=hoist&amp;id=04','audio','width=500,height=200,location=no,toolbar=no,menubar=no,scrollbars=no,resizable=no');return false" href="http://www.soundtrack.net/features/article/?id=231#"&gt;Multiple Jacks&lt;/a&gt; (3:51)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We recover from the frenetic nature of the last track with a very odd and off-kilter cue. Ambient tones and springy-sounding bass elements with sparse percussion start to come together slowly. A low guitar tone is heard, wavering deep. Now the new quirky Jack Sparrow Theme from Dead Man's Chest is heard on harpsichord and plucked strings (along with some other weird instruments), and a bit of percussion kicks in, with off tune twangy guitars, cymbalom and other plucked instruments including a banjo. The backing chords are "off" as well, giving the music an out-of-tune, stumbling quality. Now Jack's Heroic Theme from the first film is heard, in the same weird orchestration, accentuated with an accordion. Low ambient atmospheric toned are heard as low pipes softly call out, and a new rhythm starts up with electronic pulses, percussion and some other odd sounds. It's a very modern sound, and includes pulses of grungy static modulated in the background. It slowly gains speed, and then kicks in hard for a few seconds before the track comes to an end.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p nd="11"&gt;&lt;b class="question"&gt;5. &lt;a onclick="window.open('/media/player.html?title=hoist&amp;id=05','audio','width=500,height=200,location=no,toolbar=no,menubar=no,scrollbars=no,resizable=no');return false" href="http://www.soundtrack.net/features/article/?id=231#"&gt;Up is Down&lt;/a&gt; (2:42)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another playful track, this one starts with a brass chord that swells into a rhythmic ostinato on the strings, with a fun sliding bass line. Now fiddles come in with a playful version of what is actually Love Theme B disguised (talk about versatility!) as a complex ostinato, and then a piccolo comes in, and the brass belt out the countermelody of the B-Theme as the primary theme (we'll call it the Noble Jack Variation for clarity), and then the whole orchestra joins in as the playful nature gets larger, and now the love theme is used as a triumphant and heroic melody. The playful ostinato is back now, trading off from piccolo to oboe to bassoon, before upward rising statements of the Noble Jack Variation are heard. Once a new key has been attained, Love Theme A is back in full splendor, with big orchestra, and then the World's Edge Theme is heard briefly before the track crashes to a finale.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p nd="11"&gt;&lt;span id="intelliTXT" name="intelliTxt"&gt;&lt;p nd="12"&gt;&lt;b class="question"&gt;6. &lt;a onclick="window.open('/media/player.html?title=hoist&amp;id=06','audio','width=500,height=200,location=no,toolbar=no,menubar=no,scrollbars=no,resizable=no');return false" href="http://www.soundtrack.net/features/article/?id=231#"&gt;I See Dead People in Boats&lt;/a&gt; (7:09)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love Theme A is heard on solo oboe backed by tender strings. It's soft and romantic and takes its time to play out in full. When it finishes, a bit of foreboding ethereal choir is heard faintly and then a brief statement of the DMC Jack's Theme bass line. Now swells of orchestral chords with gently hits push out, and Jack's Heroic Theme is slowly heard on strings, which crescendo and then pull back down, leaving us with distant ethereal choir. Lush elegiac strings work through some soft variations of thematic material, in a very classical sounding way, before some the rhythm starts to kick back in with a string ostinato. As it builds, we hear a bit of Love Theme C (yes, another part to the Love Theme), and then with a flourish, it increases in energy, with a quick statement of Love Theme B in the bass that builds into an emotional and driving version of the World's Edge Theme, stated with choir the second time. The track ends with a two strong yet tender string chords, and then an organ holds down a chord and fades out.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p nd="13"&gt;&lt;b class="question"&gt;7. &lt;a onclick="window.open('/media/player.html?title=hoist&amp;id=07','audio','width=500,height=200,location=no,toolbar=no,menubar=no,scrollbars=no,resizable=no');return false" href="http://www.soundtrack.net/features/article/?id=231#"&gt;The Brethren Court&lt;/a&gt; (2:21)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The quirky off-kilter Jack Theme is back, and while it starts out sounding like the "Multiple Jacks" track, it quickly moves into a regal and stately version of the "Hoist the Colours" C-Theme, which is kind of like a variation on "Hoist the Colours" mutated with "He's a Pirate", melodically. Yes, it's complicated, and performed with solo brass, backing strings and choir. It then goes into a quirky accordion and mandolin/dulcimer based version of the Hoist the Colours B-Theme which has a drunken quality to it. It's repeated again with a pipe (or recorder) playing the melody before ending.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p nd="14"&gt;&lt;b class="question"&gt;8. &lt;a onclick="window.open('/media/player.html?title=hoist&amp;id=08','audio','width=500,height=200,location=no,toolbar=no,menubar=no,scrollbars=no,resizable=no');return false" href="http://www.soundtrack.net/features/article/?id=231#"&gt;Parlay&lt;/a&gt; (2:10)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This track is clearly an ode to the maestro, Ennio Morricone. A variation on Beckett's Theme starts an ostinato accentuated by dramatic brass chords, low choir and tense strings. It swells, and then reduces back to the ostinato, before erupting into a Once Upon a Time in the West-inspired mélange of wailing guitar, short strings, dramatic percussion and retro grungy guitar playing out a minor version of Love Theme A. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p nd="15"&gt;&lt;b class="question"&gt;9. &lt;a onclick="window.open('/media/player.html?title=hoist&amp;id=09','audio','width=500,height=200,location=no,toolbar=no,menubar=no,scrollbars=no,resizable=no');return false" href="http://www.soundtrack.net/features/article/?id=231#"&gt;Calypso&lt;/a&gt; (3:02)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Starting off soft, with tender strings, there's suddenly a bit of choir and drama, with a taste of the vocals from Tia Dalma's Theme. The strings evoke a bit of Prince of Egypt mixed with The Da Vinci Code and the climactic scene from the end of DMC with the confrontation between Elizabeth and Jack. Now things build up to an emotional frenzy as the orchestra builds up to some intense choir chanting, and it holds then fades out. Mournful pipes hint again at Tia Dalma material, and the track actually ends with a ghostly vocal statement of her theme as wind softly whistles around us and a dulcimer faintly plays rhythmically to close the track.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p nd="16"&gt;&lt;b class="question"&gt;10. &lt;a onclick="window.open('/media/player.html?title=hoist&amp;id=10','audio','width=500,height=200,location=no,toolbar=no,menubar=no,scrollbars=no,resizable=no');return false" href="http://www.soundtrack.net/features/article/?id=231#"&gt;What Shall We Die For&lt;/a&gt; (2:02)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Low soft booming percussion brings in a slowly building rendition of the "Hoist the Colours" C-Theme, starting out with just strings and brass. Then short strings start to add a bit of momentum to the piece, and soon strings join in the melody, followed by percussion. Suddenly it bursts into a rousing version of the theme, very heroic and excited. It jumps up a key, and now the choir comes in, with the lyrics for "Hoist the Colours" fitting over the C-Theme quite nicely, building to a big dramatic ending, and taking us right into the next track.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p nd="17"&gt;&lt;b class="question"&gt;11. &lt;a onclick="window.open('/media/player.html?title=hoist&amp;id=11','audio','width=500,height=200,location=no,toolbar=no,menubar=no,scrollbars=no,resizable=no');return false" href="http://www.soundtrack.net/features/article/?id=231#"&gt;I Don't Think Now is the Best Time&lt;/a&gt; (10:45)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the big track of the album, so be prepared to lash yourself to the mast and weather the musical storm about to hit! The track starts out with a low but driving rhythm with fast short strings pushing an ostinato through the mix. Brass call out a very militaristic version of the Davy Jones Theme that you might miss if you didn't realize what it was, and a choir works its way into the background as dramatic staccato hits burst over us. Pulled back a bit, now the orchestra slowly ascends with choir, which starts chanting and breaks into a very powerful statement of the Black Pearl Theme with full orchestra and choir. Now it's back to that militaristic brass Davy Jones theme and then darker rising choir and heralding brass. Now we're treated to a very King Arthur-esque sequence that uses a rather dramatic melody (not a recurring theme, however), using string ostinatos backing strong brass and emotional choir. A blast of taiko, and now we have soft ethereal female choir ending the section.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p nd="18"&gt;Now the Jack Sparrow Theme from &lt;em&gt;DMC&lt;/em&gt; playfully comes in, and builds to the dramatic Jack's Action Theme from the same suite (4:15 on "Jack Sparrow" from the CD). From there it moves nicely into a statement of the Hoist the Colours B-Theme, followed by the C-Theme, and then the Black Pearl Theme, followed by the World's End Theme. But the action doesn't stop there, and as the rhythm continues, suddenly tender strings call out Love Theme A, only to be answered by the brass as the theme continues. Short strings keep the energy going as action and romanticism trade off each other with stylistic hints of &lt;em&gt;The Da Vinci Code&lt;/em&gt;. Love Theme A continues, moving into a spirited rendition of "He's a Pirate", and then after things build up, we move into a lyrical romantic rendition of the Hoist the Colours A-Theme, followed by a sweeping brass laden version of Love Theme A, with blasting French horns adding a royal edge to it. From there it goes back into "He's a Pirate" and then finally consummates an emotionally large version of Love Theme C. Now it moves into lots more action, with the same type of build up heard in "&lt;a class="iAs" style="FONT-WEIGHT: normal; FONT-SIZE: 100%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 1px; COLOR: darkgreen; BORDER-BOTTOM: darkgreen 0.07em solid; BACKGROUND-COLOR: transparent; TEXT-DECORATION: underline" href="http://www.soundtrack.net/features/article/?id=231#" target="_blank" classname="iAs" itxtdid="3928328"&gt;Wheel of Fortune&lt;/a&gt;" from &lt;em&gt;DMC&lt;/em&gt;, as well as the swordfighting music from the first &lt;em&gt;Pirates&lt;/em&gt; film, in all of it's swashbuckling glory. After a bit of fighting, the track finally calms down with with a French statement that ends the cue.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p nd="19"&gt;&lt;b class="question"&gt;12. &lt;a onclick="window.open('/media/player.html?title=hoist&amp;id=12','audio','width=500,height=200,location=no,toolbar=no,menubar=no,scrollbars=no,resizable=no');return false" href="http://www.soundtrack.net/features/article/?id=231#"&gt;One Day&lt;/a&gt; (4:01)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slowly ascending chords (like the end of the previous film), start up the track with a subtle string ostinato of Love Theme B (like the one heard in "Up is Down") building into a strong slow and regal version of Jack's Heroic Theme. There's a definite touch of King Arthur, as the choir builds up in the background, climaxing to bring the theme to an end. We're left with a soft string ostinato, and now French horns come in with Love Theme A, and then the strings join in, creating a tender heartfelt moment as we move through Love Theme B into a solid statement of Love Theme C, and then finish out with a small statement on flute ending the track.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p nd="20"&gt;&lt;b class="question"&gt;13. &lt;a onclick="window.open('/media/player.html?title=hoist&amp;id=13','audio','width=500,height=200,location=no,toolbar=no,menubar=no,scrollbars=no,resizable=no');return false" href="http://www.soundtrack.net/features/article/?id=231#"&gt;Drink Up Me Hearties&lt;/a&gt; (4:31)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jack's Heroic Theme is heard on accordion, with the orchestra providing the quirky background. Now strings build an ostinato into a hesitant statement of "He's a Pirate" as though Jack were contemplating something. Now his Jack's Heroic Theme is back with rhythm slowly gaining speed and then suddenly we get the big triumphant theme, with choir as it builds into the end credits with "He's a Pirate". It's similar to the arrangement as the end titles of the last film (not on the album for DMC however), but slightly different in that it breaks away into the triumphant version of Love Theme A instead. Now we hear Love Theme B, with the "Up is Down" rhythmic ostinato subtly behind it, and then it moves into Love Theme C, performed strongly in an epic manner. It comes to a close with final orchestral swell, and the album comes to an end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&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/9134876659241893861-1640357551284351426?l=417705bpm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134876659241893861/posts/default/1640357551284351426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134876659241893861/posts/default/1640357551284351426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://417705bpm.blogspot.com/2007/05/managed-to-catch-pirates-of-caribbean-3.html' title=''/><author><name>...but words will never hurt me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04233381498791573335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i139.photobucket.com/albums/q290/darquefurbs/DSCF0155.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9134876659241893861.post-6449756651025548158</id><published>2007-05-11T20:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-29T22:26:38.532+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-STYLE: italicfont-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"  &gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;The Best Is Yet To Be&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,102,255)"&gt;The &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,51)"&gt;regions&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;round&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,102,255)"&gt;echo&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,51)"&gt;the&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;sound&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,102,255)"&gt;of&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,51)"&gt;ACS&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;forever&lt;/span&gt;~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ACJC GOT GOLD WITH HONOURS!!! YEA!!! * THREE CHEERS * WOOTS!!!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow...These guys are fabulous. Their Feste Romane sounded perfect (to me that is...LOL). They certainly did kick butt and rock the Conference Hall. What can these people not play?? I had goosebumps just listening to them. Dynamics, Balance, Togetherness, Musicality...they have it all.&lt;br /&gt;Well done ACJC...a very deserving Gold with Honours. It was very well done, you guys owned it today. So proud of you guys. See ya guys around during presentation!!~ Good job!! Good job!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,102,255)"&gt;Our&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,51)"&gt;Hearts,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;Our&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,102,255)"&gt;Hopes,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,51)"&gt;Our&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;Aims&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,102,255)"&gt;are&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,255,51)"&gt;ONE~&lt;/span&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/9134876659241893861-6449756651025548158?l=417705bpm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134876659241893861/posts/default/6449756651025548158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134876659241893861/posts/default/6449756651025548158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://417705bpm.blogspot.com/2007/05/best-is-yet-to-be-regions-round-echo.html' title=''/><author><name>...but words will never hurt me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04233381498791573335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i139.photobucket.com/albums/q290/darquefurbs/DSCF0155.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9134876659241893861.post-3933411409797974932</id><published>2007-05-10T12:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-29T22:27:46.729+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;i luv croatian rhapsody.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&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/9134876659241893861-3933411409797974932?l=417705bpm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134876659241893861/posts/default/3933411409797974932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134876659241893861/posts/default/3933411409797974932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://417705bpm.blogspot.com/2007/05/i.html' title=''/><author><name>...but words will never hurt me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04233381498791573335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i139.photobucket.com/albums/q290/darquefurbs/DSCF0155.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9134876659241893861.post-9055874049553461305</id><published>2007-05-09T20:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-29T22:29:13.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;It's almost over...just had Lang Arts and A Maths today. I think I kinda screwed my A Maths up today...oh well...it's all over already...worrying won't salvage the situation. Besides, what matters the most is giving your best and to fight on and persevere. Anyway, I'm just thankful that I was able to sit for the paper with a peaceful mind......I guess I shall worry only when I get my results back &gt;.&lt; At least, the tough papers are finally over and I get to have a break tomorrow. * THREE CHEERS * Last paper is on friday...Chinese...LOL. Pirates of The Caribbean 3: At World's End trailer is just amazing...goodness...I can't wait for that show... Maksim's Croatian Rhapsody...simply wonderful!!! (thanks Kris)...&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/9134876659241893861-9055874049553461305?l=417705bpm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134876659241893861/posts/default/9055874049553461305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134876659241893861/posts/default/9055874049553461305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://417705bpm.blogspot.com/2007/05/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>...but words will never hurt me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04233381498791573335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i139.photobucket.com/albums/q290/darquefurbs/DSCF0155.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9134876659241893861.post-3821053881463561574</id><published>2007-05-03T21:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-29T22:29:44.142+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;听袁惟仁弹吉他 - S.H.E&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;词曲：张简君伟 编曲：张简君伟&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1980年九月十四 他从妈妈的肚子跑出来&lt;br /&gt;他应该是带着害羞的表情来到这世界上&lt;br /&gt;不然现在的他不会这么闷这么闷有够闷有够超级的闷骚&lt;br /&gt;从小他就住在士林区外双溪的山腰上&lt;br /&gt;那里的公车其实不只两辆好吗&lt;br /&gt;只是等公车半小时一小时才来一趟&lt;br /&gt;错过了真的会让人觉得很慌张&lt;br /&gt;每个朋友都嫌他家太偏僻&lt;br /&gt;第一次去 居然还会感到害怕 喔拜托 别闹了&lt;br /&gt;环境优美空气新鲜的好地方 好歹袁惟仁跟他老爸也曾经搬到他家楼下&lt;br /&gt;想一想 不是因为胖哥 他也不会跑来玩音乐做音乐&lt;br /&gt;让我唱他写的假Hip-hop&lt;br /&gt;其实他的歌都很芭辣 不信可以上他的部落格去听他唱一下&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(喂喂 TEST TEST 不好意思由于KEY定的太高&lt;br /&gt;我们的副歌部份呢&lt;br /&gt;就请当家花旦 Hebe &amp;amp; Selina帮忙唱一下&lt;br /&gt;来宾请掌声鼓励鼓励)&lt;br /&gt;啦 啦 啦&lt;br /&gt;靠着窗听袁惟仁弹吉他&lt;br /&gt;他认真创作的哼哼唱唱&lt;br /&gt;爱情傀儡征服和梦醒了&lt;br /&gt;都变成了主打&lt;br /&gt;靠着窗半夜听着袁惟仁弹吉他&lt;br /&gt;他认真创作的哼哼唱唱&lt;br /&gt;一点一滴筑音乐的梦想 就要像他一样&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;今年的他已经26岁 卖过的歌曲其实用两只手就数得出来&lt;br /&gt;但是他还是爱创作 爱音乐 爱爱爱 就像对岸很火的那首歌 老鼠爱大米一样爱&lt;br /&gt;写歌其实不容易 卖歌又要靠运气靠关系 难得最好的歌 运气好被公司保留&lt;br /&gt;但保留不一定会用 用又不一定会被打 就算变成主打 版税可能又会 拖拖拖&lt;br /&gt;但是亲爱的朋友 你们千万不能放弃啊 你看他写了这么多 这么多 说真的&lt;br /&gt;没有中的歌曲至少一两百首 成功的背后总是堆积着高高的寂寞&lt;br /&gt;你看我们SHE 努力 学习写歌多久 如今才能听到我们的创作&lt;br /&gt;音乐这条路 很辛苦 很寂寞 但是想一想 其实我们不贫穷&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9134876659241893861-3821053881463561574?l=417705bpm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134876659241893861/posts/default/3821053881463561574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134876659241893861/posts/default/3821053881463561574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://417705bpm.blogspot.com/2007/05/s.html' title=''/><author><name>...but words will never hurt me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04233381498791573335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i139.photobucket.com/albums/q290/darquefurbs/DSCF0155.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9134876659241893861.post-358087155861123517</id><published>2007-04-30T19:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-29T22:30:59.782+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Happy Ending by Mika&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the way you left me,&lt;br /&gt;I'm not pretending.&lt;br /&gt;No hope, no love, no glory,&lt;br /&gt;No Happy Ending.&lt;br /&gt;This is the way that we love,&lt;br /&gt;Like it's forever.&lt;br /&gt;Then live the rest of our life,&lt;br /&gt;But not together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wake up in the morning, stumble on my life&lt;br /&gt;Can't get no love without sacrifice&lt;br /&gt;If anything should happen, I guess I wish you well&lt;br /&gt;A little bit of heaven, but a little bit of hell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the hardest story that I've ever told&lt;br /&gt;No hope, or love, or glory&lt;br /&gt;Happy endings gone forever more&lt;br /&gt;I feel as if I feel as if I'm wasting&lt;br /&gt;And I'm wasting everyday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the way you left me,&lt;br /&gt;I'm not pretending.&lt;br /&gt;No hope, no love, no glory,&lt;br /&gt;No Happy Ending.&lt;br /&gt;This is the way that we love,&lt;br /&gt;Like it's forever.&lt;br /&gt;Then live the rest of our life,&lt;br /&gt;But not together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 o'clock in the morning, something's on my mind&lt;br /&gt;Can't get no rest, keep walkin' around&lt;br /&gt;If I pretend that nothing ever went wrong, I can get to my sleep&lt;br /&gt;I can think that we just carried on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the hardest story that I've ever told&lt;br /&gt;No hope, or love, or glory&lt;br /&gt;Happy endings gone forever more&lt;br /&gt;I feel as if I feel as if I'm wastin'&lt;br /&gt;And I'm wastin' everyday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the way you left me,&lt;br /&gt;I'm not pretending.&lt;br /&gt;No hope, no love, no glory,&lt;br /&gt;No Happy Ending.&lt;br /&gt;This is the way that we love,&lt;br /&gt;Like it's forever.&lt;br /&gt;Then live the rest of our life,&lt;br /&gt;But not together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A Little bit of love, little bit of love&lt;br /&gt;Little bit of love, little bit of love&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel as if I feel as if I'm wastin'&lt;br /&gt;And I'm wastin' everyday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the way you left me,&lt;br /&gt;I'm not pretending.&lt;br /&gt;No hope, no love, no glory,&lt;br /&gt;No Happy Ending.&lt;br /&gt;This is the way that we love,&lt;br /&gt;Like it's forever.&lt;br /&gt;To live the rest of our life,&lt;br /&gt;But not together. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9134876659241893861-358087155861123517?l=417705bpm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134876659241893861/posts/default/358087155861123517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134876659241893861/posts/default/358087155861123517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://417705bpm.blogspot.com/2007/04/happy-ending-by-mika-this-is-way-you.html' title=''/><author><name>...but words will never hurt me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04233381498791573335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i139.photobucket.com/albums/q290/darquefurbs/DSCF0155.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9134876659241893861.post-9091491330066280177</id><published>2007-04-28T23:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-29T22:31:48.225+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;:: Bleach 6th Opening Theme ::&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="msg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Tahoma;"&gt;折れた淡い翼　君は少し青すぎる空に疲れただけさ&lt;br /&gt;もう誰かのためじゃなくて自分のために笑っていいよ&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;依然として忍び寄る孤独　内側にともる蝋燭&lt;br /&gt;賑わう場に　豪華なシャンデリアとは裏腹に&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;足りない言葉の窪みを何で埋めたらいいんだろう　もうわからないや&lt;br /&gt;せめて夢の中で自由に泳げたら　あんな空もいらないのに&lt;br /&gt;昨日までのことを塗りつぶさなくても　明日に向かえるのに&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;折れた淡い翼　君は少し青すぎる空に疲れただけさ&lt;br /&gt;もう誰かのためじゃなくて自分のために笑っていいよ &lt;/span&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/9134876659241893861-9091491330066280177?l=417705bpm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134876659241893861/posts/default/9091491330066280177'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134876659241893861/posts/default/9091491330066280177'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://417705bpm.blogspot.com/2007/04/bleach-6th-opening-theme.html' title=''/><author><name>...but words will never hurt me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04233381498791573335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i139.photobucket.com/albums/q290/darquefurbs/DSCF0155.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9134876659241893861.post-4942041356922547013</id><published>2007-04-17T22:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-29T22:32:19.529+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Happy Ending....yet again...Gold with Honours. It feels good to get Gold with Honours twice in a row. Being able to keep the legacy of my seniors 2 years ago, keeping the good name of our band. Trust me, getting with Gold with Honours is exhilarating...try getting it for twice in a row...the feeling is just great!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Big thanks to...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eve and Peishi for coming down to support...&lt;br /&gt;the ACJC peeps for their prayers and support...&lt;br /&gt;the IB peeps who helped out with the carrying of instruments...&lt;br /&gt;those who sent me their regards and well-wishes...&lt;br /&gt;and to many others who've been keeping us in their prayers...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just happy and relieved that SYF is over... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9134876659241893861-4942041356922547013?l=417705bpm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134876659241893861/posts/default/4942041356922547013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134876659241893861/posts/default/4942041356922547013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://417705bpm.blogspot.com/2007/04/happy-ending.html' title=''/><author><name>...but words will never hurt me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04233381498791573335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i139.photobucket.com/albums/q290/darquefurbs/DSCF0155.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9134876659241893861.post-8887434257952714531</id><published>2007-04-16T19:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-29T22:33:13.334+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;The Lord will fight for you; you need only to be still&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Exodus 14:14 &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/9134876659241893861-8887434257952714531?l=417705bpm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134876659241893861/posts/default/8887434257952714531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134876659241893861/posts/default/8887434257952714531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://417705bpm.blogspot.com/2007/04/lord-will-fight-for-you-you-need-only.html' title=''/><author><name>...but words will never hurt me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04233381498791573335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' 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align="left"&gt;1&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/th&gt;&lt;td class="style7" width="86%"&gt;&lt;span class="style17"&gt;Woodlands&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="style7" width="9%"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;S&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;th class="style7" scope="row"&gt;&lt;div class="style17" align="left"&gt;2&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/th&gt;&lt;td class="style7"&gt;&lt;span class="style17"&gt;Hua Yi &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="style7"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;S&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;th class="style7" scope="row"&gt;&lt;div class="style17" align="left"&gt;3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/th&gt;&lt;td class="style7"&gt;&lt;span class="style17"&gt;Tanglin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="style7"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;B&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;th class="style7" scope="row"&gt;&lt;div class="style17" align="left"&gt;4&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/th&gt;&lt;td class="style7"&gt;&lt;span class="style17"&gt;Teck Whye &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="style7"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;B&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;th class="style7" scope="row"&gt;&lt;div class="style17" align="left"&gt;5&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/th&gt;&lt;td class="style7"&gt;&lt;span class="style17"&gt;Pei Hwa &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="style7"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;B&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;th class="style7" scope="row"&gt;&lt;div class="style17" align="left"&gt;6&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/th&gt;&lt;td class="style7"&gt;&lt;span class="style17"&gt;CHIJ Secondary (Toa Payoh)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="style7"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;G&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;th class="style26" scope="row" colspan="3"&gt;Interval&lt;/th&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;th class="style17" scope="row"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;7&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/th&gt;&lt;td class="style7"&gt;Hougang&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="style7"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;S&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;th class="style17" scope="row"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;8&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/th&gt;&lt;td class="style7"&gt;Commonwealth&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="style7"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;G&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;th class="style17" scope="row"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;9&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/th&gt;&lt;td class="style7"&gt;Queensway&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="style7"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;B&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;th class="style17" scope="row"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;10&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/th&gt;&lt;td class="style7"&gt;Yuhua&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="style7"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;G&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;th class="style17" scope="row"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;11&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/th&gt;&lt;td class="style7"&gt;Hillgrove&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="style7"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;B&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;th class="style17" scope="row"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;12&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/th&gt;&lt;td class="style7"&gt;Tanjong Katong Girls'&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="style7"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;G&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr class="style7"&gt;&lt;th class="style7" scope="row" colspan="3"&gt;&lt;/th&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr class="style7"&gt;&lt;th class="style17" scope="row" colspan="3"&gt;&lt;div class="style21" align="left"&gt;Afternoon Session &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/th&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;th class="style17" scope="row"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;13&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/th&gt;&lt;td class="style7"&gt;St Anthony's Canossian &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="style7" valign="top" width="9%"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;B&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;th class="style17" scope="row"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;14&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/th&gt;&lt;td class="style7"&gt;Kuo Chuan Presbyterian&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="style7" valign="top" width="9%"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;B&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;th class="style17" scope="row"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;15&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/th&gt;&lt;td class="style7"&gt;Temasek&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="style7" valign="top" width="9%"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;S&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;th class="style17" scope="row"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;16&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/th&gt;&lt;td class="style7"&gt;Pioneer&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="style7" valign="top" width="9%"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;COP&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;th class="style17" scope="row"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;17&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/th&gt;&lt;td class="style7"&gt;Swiss Cottage &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="style7" valign="top" width="9%"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;G&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;th class="style17" scope="row"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;18&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/th&gt;&lt;td class="style7"&gt;Jurong&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="style7" valign="top" width="9%"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;B&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr class="style7"&gt;&lt;th class="style26" scope="row" colspan="3"&gt;Interval&lt;/th&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr class="style7"&gt;&lt;th class="style17" scope="row"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;19&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/th&gt;&lt;td class="style7"&gt;Victoria School &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="style7" valign="top" width="9%"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;S&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr class="style7"&gt;&lt;th class="style17" scope="row"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;20&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/th&gt;&lt;td class="style7"&gt;Yishun&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="style7" valign="top" width="9%"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;B&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr class="style7"&gt;&lt;th class="style17" scope="row"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;21&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/th&gt;&lt;td class="style7"&gt;Queenstown&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="style7" valign="top" width="9%"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;B&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr class="style7"&gt;&lt;th class="style17" scope="row"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;22&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/th&gt;&lt;td class="style7"&gt;Si Ling &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="style7" valign="top" width="9%"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;S&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr class="style7"&gt;&lt;th class="style17" scope="row"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;23&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/th&gt;&lt;td class="style7"&gt;CHIJ St Theresa's Convent &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="style7" valign="top" width="9%"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;B&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr class="style7"&gt;&lt;th class="style17" scope="row"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;24&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/th&gt;&lt;td class="style7"&gt;Evergreen&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="style7" valign="top" width="9%"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;B&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr class="style7"&gt;&lt;th class="style17 style30" scope="row" colspan="3"&gt;&lt;/th&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr class="style7"&gt;&lt;th class="style17" scope="row"&gt;&lt;/th&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="style7"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr class="style7"&gt;&lt;th class="style17" scope="row" colspan="3"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10th April 2007, Tuesday (Day 2) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/th&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr class="style7"&gt;&lt;th class="style17" scope="row" colspan="3"&gt;&lt;div class="style21" align="left"&gt;Morning Session &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/th&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr class="style7"&gt;&lt;th class="style17" scope="row" colspan="3"&gt;&lt;/th&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr class="style7"&gt;&lt;th class="style7" scope="row"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;25&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/th&gt;&lt;td class="style7"&gt;Catholic High School &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="style7" width="9%"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;S&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr class="style7"&gt;&lt;th class="style7" scope="row"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;26&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/th&gt;&lt;td class="style7"&gt;Nan Hua&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="style7"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;S&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr class="style7"&gt;&lt;th class="style7" scope="row"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;27&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/th&gt;&lt;td class="style7"&gt;Woodgrove&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="style7"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;S&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr class="style7"&gt;&lt;th class="style7" scope="row"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;28&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/th&gt;&lt;td class="style7"&gt;Orchid Park &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="style7"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;S&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr class="style7"&gt;&lt;th class="style7" scope="row"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;29&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/th&gt;&lt;td class="style7"&gt;Chai Chee &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="style7"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;COP&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr class="style7"&gt;&lt;th class="style7" scope="row"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;30&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/th&gt;&lt;td class="style7"&gt;Xinmin&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="style7"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;G&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr class="style7"&gt;&lt;th class="style7" scope="row"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;31&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/th&gt;&lt;td class="style7"&gt;Clementi Town &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="style7"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;S&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr class="style7"&gt;&lt;th class="style29" scope="row" colspan="3"&gt;Interval&lt;/th&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr class="style7"&gt;&lt;th class="style7" scope="row"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;32&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/th&gt;&lt;td class="style7"&gt;Yishun Town &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="style7"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;S&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr class="style7"&gt;&lt;th class="style7" scope="row"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;33&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/th&gt;&lt;td class="style7"&gt;Anglican High School&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="style7"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;S&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;th class="style7" scope="row"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;34&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/th&gt;&lt;td class="style7"&gt;Chestnut Drive &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="style7"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;B&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;th class="style7" scope="row"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;35&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/th&gt;&lt;td class="style7"&gt;Broadrick&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="style7"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;COP&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;th class="style7" scope="row"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;36&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/th&gt;&lt;td class="style7"&gt;Jurongville&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="style7"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;S&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;th class="style7" scope="row"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;37&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/th&gt;&lt;td class="style7"&gt;Dunman&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="style7"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;S&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr class="style7"&gt;&lt;th class="style31" scope="row" colspan="3"&gt;&lt;/th&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr class="style7"&gt;&lt;th class="style17" scope="row"&gt;&lt;/th&gt;&lt;td class="style7"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="style7"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;th class="style26" scope="row" colspan="3"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Afternoon Session &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/th&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;th class="style7" scope="row"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;38&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/th&gt;&lt;td class="style7"&gt;Crescent Girls'&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="style7" valign="top" width="9%"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;G&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;th class="style7" scope="row"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;39&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/th&gt;&lt;td class="style7"&gt;Clementi Woods &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="style7" valign="top" width="9%"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;S&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;th class="style7" scope="row"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;40&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/th&gt;&lt;td class="style7"&gt;St Patrick's &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="style7" valign="top" width="9%"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;GWH&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;th class="style7" scope="row"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;41&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/th&gt;&lt;td class="style7"&gt;Macpherson&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="style7" valign="top" width="9%"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;B&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;th class="style7" scope="row"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;42&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/th&gt;&lt;td class="style7"&gt;Paya Lebar Methodist Girls' &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="style7" valign="top" width="9%"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;S&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;th class="style7" scope="row"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;43&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/th&gt;&lt;td class="style7"&gt;Coral &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="style7" valign="top" width="9%"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;B&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;th class="style7" scope="row"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;44&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/th&gt;&lt;td class="style7"&gt;First Toa Payoh &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="style7"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;B&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;th class="style29" scope="row" colspan="3"&gt;Interval&lt;/th&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;th class="style7" scope="row"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;45&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/th&gt;&lt;td class="style7"&gt;Raffles Girls' &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="style7" valign="top" width="9%"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;G&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;th class="style7" scope="row"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;46&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/th&gt;&lt;td class="style7"&gt;Chua Chu Kang &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="style7" valign="top" width="9%"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;B&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;th class="style7" scope="row"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;47&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/th&gt;&lt;td class="style7"&gt;Fuchun&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="style7" valign="top" width="9%"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;B&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;th class="style7" scope="row"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;48&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/th&gt;&lt;td class="style7"&gt;Siglap&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="style7" valign="top" width="9%"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;S&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;th class="style7" scope="row"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;49&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/th&gt;&lt;td class="style7"&gt;Yio Chu Kang &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="style7" valign="top" width="9%"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;S&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;th class="style7" scope="row"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;50&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/th&gt;&lt;td class="style7"&gt;Anglo-Chinese School (Barker) &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="style7"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;B&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr class="style7"&gt;&lt;th class="style31" scope="row" colspan="3"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/th&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr class="style7"&gt;&lt;th class="style17" scope="row"&gt;&lt;/th&gt;&lt;td class="style7"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="style7"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr class="style7"&gt;&lt;th class="style17" scope="row" colspan="3"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;11th April 2007, Wednesday (Day 3) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/th&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr class="style7"&gt;&lt;th class="style17" scope="row" colspan="3"&gt;&lt;div class="style21" align="left"&gt;Morning Session &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/th&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr class="style7"&gt;&lt;th class="style7" scope="row"&gt;&lt;/th&gt;&lt;td class="style7"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="style7"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;th class="style17" scope="row"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;51&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/th&gt;&lt;td class="style7"&gt;Changkat Changi &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="style7" width="9%"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;B&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;th class="style17" scope="row"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;52&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/th&gt;&lt;td class="style7"&gt;Kent Ridge &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="style7"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;B&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;th class="style17" scope="row"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;53&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/th&gt;&lt;td class="style7"&gt;Serangoon&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="style7"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;B&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;th class="style17" scope="row"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;54&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/th&gt;&lt;td class="style7"&gt;Hwa Chong Institution &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="style7"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;S&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;th class="style17" scope="row"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;55&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/th&gt;&lt;td class="style7"&gt;Nan Chiau High &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="style7"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;S&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;th class="style17" scope="row"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;56&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/th&gt;&lt;td class="style7"&gt;Nanyang Girls &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="style7"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;G&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;th class="style17" scope="row"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;57&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/th&gt;&lt;td class="style7"&gt;Bedok Town &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="style7"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;B&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;th class="style26" scope="row" colspan="3"&gt;Interval&lt;/th&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;th class="style17" scope="row"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;58&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/th&gt;&lt;td class="style7"&gt;Yuying&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="style7"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;S&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;th class="style17" scope="row"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;59&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/th&gt;&lt;td class="style7"&gt;Compassvale&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="style7"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;S&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;th class="style17" scope="row"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;60&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/th&gt;&lt;td class="style7"&gt;Tanjong Katong &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="style7"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;S&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;th class="style17" scope="row"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;61&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/th&gt;&lt;td class="style7"&gt;Fairfield Methodist &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="style7"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;S&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;th class="style17" scope="row"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;62&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/th&gt;&lt;td class="style7"&gt;Bedok South&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="style7"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;B&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;th class="style17" scope="row"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;63&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/th&gt;&lt;td class="style7"&gt;Boon Lay &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="style7"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;B&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr class="style7"&gt;&lt;th class="style31" scope="row" colspan="3"&gt;&lt;/th&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr class="style7"&gt;&lt;th class="style17" scope="row"&gt;&lt;/th&gt;&lt;td class="style7"&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="style7"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr class="style7"&gt;&lt;th class="style17" scope="row" colspan="3"&gt;&lt;div class="style21" align="left"&gt;Afternoon Session &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/th&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr class="style7"&gt;&lt;th class="style17" scope="row"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;64&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/th&gt;&lt;td class="style7"&gt;Assumption English School &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="style7" valign="top" width="9%"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;B&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr class="style7"&gt;&lt;th class="style17" scope="row"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;65&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/th&gt;&lt;td class="style7"&gt;Geylang Methodist&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="style7" valign="top" width="9%"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;B&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr class="style7"&gt;&lt;th class="style17" scope="row"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;66&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/th&gt;&lt;td class="style7"&gt;Springfield&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="style7" valign="top" width="9%"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;B&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr class="style7"&gt;&lt;th class="style17" scope="row"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;67&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/th&gt;&lt;td class="style7"&gt;Anderson&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="style7" valign="top" width="9%"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;S&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr class="style7"&gt;&lt;th class="style17" scope="row"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;68&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/th&gt;&lt;td class="style7"&gt;North Vista &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="style7" valign="top" width="9%"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;B&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr class="style7"&gt;&lt;th class="style17" scope="row"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;69&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/th&gt;&lt;td class="style7"&gt;Peicai&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="style7" valign="top" width="9%"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;B&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr class="style7"&gt;&lt;th class="style17" scope="row"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;70&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/th&gt;&lt;td class="style7"&gt;Bowen&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="style7"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;B&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr class="style7"&gt;&lt;th class="style17" scope="row" colspan="3"&gt;&lt;div class="style21" align="center"&gt;Interval&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/th&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr class="style7"&gt;&lt;th class="style17" scope="row"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;71&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/th&gt;&lt;td class="style7"&gt;Pasir Ris Crest &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="style7" valign="top" width="9%"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;B&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr class="style7"&gt;&lt;th class="style17" scope="row"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;72&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/th&gt;&lt;td class="style7"&gt;Presbyterian High &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="style7" valign="top" width="9%"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;B&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr class="style7"&gt;&lt;th class="style17" scope="row"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;73&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/th&gt;&lt;td class="style7"&gt;Singapore Chinese Girls'&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="style7" valign="top" width="9%"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;S&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr class="style7"&gt;&lt;th class="style17" scope="row"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;74&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/th&gt;&lt;td class="style7"&gt;Greenview&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="style7" valign="top" width="9%"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;B&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr class="style7"&gt;&lt;th class="style17" scope="row"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;75&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/th&gt;&lt;td class="style7"&gt;Damai &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="style7" valign="top" width="9%"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;S&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr class="style7"&gt;&lt;th class="style17" scope="row"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;76&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/th&gt;&lt;td class="style7"&gt;Chong Boon &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td class="style7"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;B&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;The standard seems to be very high this year. The judges don't seem to be very generous this time around. This seriously worries me a lot...6 days left...let's hope for the best...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who didn't what they hoped for. It's alright...as long as you guys have given your all...and that is all that ever matters. For the remaining bands who've yet to compete. All the best! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9134876659241893861-4473885072887609095?l=417705bpm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134876659241893861/posts/default/4473885072887609095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134876659241893861/posts/default/4473885072887609095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://417705bpm.blogspot.com/2007/04/9th-april-2007-monday-day-1-morning.html' title=''/><author><name>...but words will never hurt me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04233381498791573335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i139.photobucket.com/albums/q290/darquefurbs/DSCF0155.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9134876659241893861.post-7335147380368015347</id><published>2007-04-02T19:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-29T22:34:27.991+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Damn...I'm soooooo tired. Got home at midnight yesterday after the concert. Anyway, MUSE was pretty good. It was great to see the ACJC people again!! Actually I got rather tired in the late evening...but thanks to Ernest's energy gel...it kinda perked me up. Hahaha....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I thought ACS(I) Main Band did well. Started on Inn of Sixth Happiness on Thursday, and we managed to carry it off last night. It was unbelievable. 3 days of prac...and WHAM...it's time to perform. Korean Folk Song was OOOKKKKK la....haha...Ghost Train with IB Wind Ensemble was soooo fun. Well, for myself I enjoyed the concert alot, especially playing the harp =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is probably the best MUSE that I've ever played in...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my friends who turned up for the concert...thanks for turning up, hope you guys enjoyed it...and to Peishi for the card, cup noodles, and the Famous Amos Cookies. HAHA. Not forgetting Eve who has something for me (although I haven't received it yet) Hmmm...wonder what it is... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9134876659241893861-7335147380368015347?l=417705bpm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134876659241893861/posts/default/7335147380368015347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134876659241893861/posts/default/7335147380368015347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://417705bpm.blogspot.com/2007/04/damn.html' title=''/><author><name>...but words will never hurt me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04233381498791573335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i139.photobucket.com/albums/q290/darquefurbs/DSCF0155.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9134876659241893861.post-8388242629811368778</id><published>2007-04-01T08:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-29T22:37:26.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;It's April 1st today!! MUSE!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. Can't wait. In fact, I'm pretty excited about it. I'd like to hear how our Inn of the Sixth Happiness sounds like. Yea...we only had 3 days to practiced it. Haha, we kinda started it on Thursday, and we'll be playing it today. Oh ya, I'm playing the harp for that piece...hmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, the main band percs are gonna join IB band for Ghost Train as well. Haha...well...there's definitely gonna be alot of fun. Many of my friends are gonna turn up. Haha, I hope you guys'll enjoy the concert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And...definitely not forgetting the last piece, Phantom of the Opera. Yea...it'll be like a combined band performance...so it's pretty cool...and yea...there'll be two harpists...me and another girl from ACJC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I heard the sales of the tickets are pretty good. Anyway, I just hope that everyone who is gonna attend the concert will enjoy it. Yea!!~ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9134876659241893861-8388242629811368778?l=417705bpm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134876659241893861/posts/default/8388242629811368778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134876659241893861/posts/default/8388242629811368778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://417705bpm.blogspot.com/2007/04/its-april-1st-today-muse-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>...but words will never hurt me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04233381498791573335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i139.photobucket.com/albums/q290/darquefurbs/DSCF0155.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9134876659241893861.post-4192081445697449437</id><published>2007-03-25T20:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-29T22:38:09.948+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = st1 /&gt;&lt;st1:date month="4" day="9" year="2007"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9th April 2007&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/st1:date&gt;&lt;strong&gt;, Monday (Day 1) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Morning Session&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;1 &lt;span class="style17"&gt;Woodlands&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;2 &lt;span class="style17"&gt;Hua Yi&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;3 &lt;span class="style17"&gt;Tanglin&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;4 &lt;span class="style17"&gt;Teck Whye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;5 &lt;st1:state&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;span class="style17"&gt;Pei&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:state&gt;&lt;span class="style17"&gt; Hwa&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;6 C&lt;span class="style17"&gt;HIJ Secondary (Toa Payoh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Interval &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;7 Hougang &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;8 Commonwealth &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;9 Queensway &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;10 Yuhua &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;11 Hillgrove &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;12 Tanjong Katong Girls' &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Afternoon Session &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;13 St Anthony's Canossian &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;14 Kuo Chuan Presbyterian &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;15 Temasek &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;16 Pioneer &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;17 Swiss Cottage &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;18 Jurong &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Interval &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;19 &lt;st1:state&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Victoria&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:state&gt; School &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;20 Yishun &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;21 Queenstown &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;22 Si Ling &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;st1:street&gt;&lt;st1:address&gt;23 CHIJ St&lt;/st1:address&gt;&lt;/st1:street&gt; Theresa's Convent &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;24 Evergreen &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Announcement of Results &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;st1:date month="4" day="10" year="2007"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10th April 2007&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/st1:date&gt;&lt;strong&gt;, Tuesday (Day 2) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Morning Session &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;25 Catholic High School&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;26 &lt;st1:place&gt;Nan&lt;/st1:place&gt; Hua &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;27 Woodgrove&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;28 Orchid Park &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;29 Chai Chee &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;30 Xinmin &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;31 Clementi Town &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Interval &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;32 Yishun Town&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;33 Anglican High School&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;st1:street&gt;&lt;st1:address&gt;34 Chestnut Drive&lt;/st1:address&gt;&lt;/st1:street&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;35 Broadrick&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;36 Jurongville &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;37 Dunman &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Announcement of Results &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Afternoon Session &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;38 Crescent Girls' &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;39 Clementi Woods &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;40 St Patrick's &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;41 Macpherson &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;42 Paya Lebar Methodist Girls' &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;43 Coral &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;44 First Toa Payoh &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Interval &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;45 Raffles Girls' &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;46 Chua Chu Kang &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;47 Fuchun &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;48 Siglap &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;49 Yio Chu Kang &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;50 Anglo-&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;st1:placename&gt;Chinese&lt;/st1:placename&gt; &lt;st1:placetype&gt;School&lt;/st1:placetype&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; (Barker&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Announcement of Results &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;st1:date month="4" day="11" year="2007"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;11th April 2007&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/st1:date&gt;&lt;strong&gt;, Wednesday (Day 3) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Morning Session &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;51 Changkat Changi&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;52 &lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Kent&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; Ridge &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;53 Serangoon &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;54 Hwa Chong Institution &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;55 &lt;st1:place&gt;Nan&lt;/st1:place&gt; Chiau High &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;56 Nanyang Girls &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;57 Bedok Town &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Interval &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;58 Yuying&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;59 Compassvale&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;60 Tanjong Katong&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;61 &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Fairfield&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; Methodist &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;62 Bedok South&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;63 Boon Lay &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Announcement of Results &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Afternoon Session &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;64 Assumption English School &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;65 Geylang Methodist &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;66 &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Springfield&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;67 &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Anderson&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;68 North &lt;st1:place&gt;Vista&lt;/st1:place&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;69 Peicai &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;70 Bowen&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Interval&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;71 Pasir Ris Crest &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;72 Presbyterian High &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;73 &lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Singapore&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; Chinese Girls' &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;74 Greenview &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;75 Damai &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;76 Chong Boon &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Announcement of Results &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;12th April 2007, Thursday (Day 4)&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Morning Session &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;77 Ahmad Ibrahim &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;78 Zhonghua &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;79 &lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;st1:city&gt;Ang&lt;/st1:city&gt; &lt;st1:state&gt;Mo&lt;/st1:state&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; Kio &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;80 Ngee Ann &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;81 &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Canberra&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;82 Fuhua &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;83 River Valley &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Interval &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;84 Seng Kang &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;85 Greenridge &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;86 Cedar Girls &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;87 Zhenghua&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;88 Christ Church &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;89 Unity &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Announcement of Results &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Afternoon Session &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;90 &lt;st1:place&gt;Ping&lt;/st1:place&gt; Yi &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;91 Kranji &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;92 Bishan Park &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;93 Deyi &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;94 Hai Sing Catholic &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;95 Westwood &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;96 Northbrooks &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span class="style26"&gt;Interval&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;97 Montfort &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;98 Maris Stella High &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;99 Bedok North &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;100 Gan Eng Seng &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;101 Admiralty &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;102 Bukit Batok &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Announcement of Results &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;16th April 2007, Monday (Day 5)&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Morning Session&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;103 Tampines &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;104 St Andrew's &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;105 Bukit Merah &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;106 Dunman High &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;107 Pasir Ris &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;108 Chung Cheng High (Yishun &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;109 Shuqun &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Interval &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;110 Dunearn&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;111 &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;St Joseph&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; Institution &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;112 Mayflower &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;113 Yuan Ching &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;114 Beatty &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;115 Bedok Green &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Announcement of Results &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Afternoon Session &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;116 Jurong West &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;117 North View &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;118 St Margaret's &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;119 East Spring &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;120 Bedok View &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;121 Hong Kah &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;122 &lt;st1:place&gt;Loyang&lt;/st1:place&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Interval &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;123 &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Henderson&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;124 Raffles Institution &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;125 Regent &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;126 Balestier Hill &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;127 Fajar &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;128 Northland &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Announcement of Results &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;17th April 2007, Tuesday (Day 6)&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Morning Session &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;129 Bukit View &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;130 &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Riverside&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;131 Manjusri &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;132 Holy Innocents High &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;st1:street&gt;&lt;st1:address&gt;133 CHIJ St&lt;/st1:address&gt;&lt;/st1:street&gt; Nicholas &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;134 Bartley &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;st1:street&gt;&lt;st1:address&gt;135 CHIJ St&lt;/st1:address&gt;&lt;/st1:street&gt; Joseph &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Interval &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;136 Naval Base&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;137 Chung Cheng (&lt;st1:place&gt;Main&lt;/st1:place&gt;) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;138 Marsiling &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;139 Bendemeer &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;140 Woodlands Ring &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;141 Punggol &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Announcement of Results &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Afternoon Session&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;142 St Hilda's &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;143 St Gabriel's &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;144 Juying &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;145 Guangyang &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;146 East View &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Interval &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;147 &lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;st1:placename&gt;Serangoon&lt;/st1:placename&gt; &lt;st1:placetype&gt;Gardens&lt;/st1:placetype&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;148 Anglo-&lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;st1:placename&gt;Chinese&lt;/st1:placename&gt; &lt;st1:placetype&gt;School&lt;/st1:placetype&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; (Independent) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;149 Whitley &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;150 Junyuan &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal" style="LINE-HEIGHT: 150%; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span class="style31"&gt;Announcement of Results&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9134876659241893861-4192081445697449437?l=417705bpm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134876659241893861/posts/default/4192081445697449437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134876659241893861/posts/default/4192081445697449437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://417705bpm.blogspot.com/2007/03/9th-april-2007-monday-day-1-morning.html' title=''/><author><name>...but words will never hurt me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04233381498791573335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i139.photobucket.com/albums/q290/darquefurbs/DSCF0155.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9134876659241893861.post-2487546725800178187</id><published>2007-03-21T19:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-29T22:41:52.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:18;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Beyonce - Listen&lt;br /&gt;Listen,&lt;br /&gt;To the song here in my heart&lt;br /&gt;A melody I've start&lt;br /&gt;But can't complete&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listen, to the sound from deep within&lt;br /&gt;It's only beginning&lt;br /&gt;To find release&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh,&lt;br /&gt;the time has come&lt;br /&gt;for my dreams to be heard&lt;br /&gt;They will not be pushed aside and turned&lt;br /&gt;Into your own&lt;br /&gt;all cause you won't&lt;br /&gt;Listen....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;Listen,&lt;br /&gt;I am alone at a crossroads&lt;br /&gt;I'm not at home, in my own home&lt;br /&gt;And I tried and tried&lt;br /&gt;To say whats on my mind&lt;br /&gt;You should have known&lt;br /&gt;Oh,&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm done believing you&lt;br /&gt;You don't know what I'm feeling&lt;br /&gt;I'm more than what, you made of me&lt;br /&gt;I followed the voice&lt;br /&gt;you gave to me&lt;br /&gt;But now I gotta find, my own..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You should have listened&lt;br /&gt;There is someone here inside&lt;br /&gt;Someone I'd thought had died&lt;br /&gt;Sooo long ago&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohh I'm free now and my dreams to be heard&lt;br /&gt;They will not be pushed aside on words&lt;br /&gt;Into your arms&lt;br /&gt;All cause you won't&lt;br /&gt;Listen...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Chorus]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know where I belong&lt;br /&gt;But i'll be moving on&lt;br /&gt;If you don't....&lt;br /&gt;If you won't....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LISTEN!!!...&lt;br /&gt;To the song here in my heart&lt;br /&gt;A melody I've start&lt;br /&gt;But I will complete&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh,&lt;br /&gt;Now i'm done believing you&lt;br /&gt;You don't know what I'm feeling&lt;br /&gt;I'm more than what, you made of me&lt;br /&gt;I followed the voice, you think you gave to me&lt;br /&gt;But now I gotta find, my own..&lt;br /&gt;my own &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9134876659241893861-2487546725800178187?l=417705bpm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134876659241893861/posts/default/2487546725800178187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134876659241893861/posts/default/2487546725800178187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://417705bpm.blogspot.com/2007/03/beyonce-listen-listen-to-song-here-in.html' title=''/><author><name>...but words will never hurt me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04233381498791573335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i139.photobucket.com/albums/q290/darquefurbs/DSCF0155.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9134876659241893861.post-8664168795092707409</id><published>2007-03-20T17:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-29T22:43:13.117+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;SYF is on the 17th of April for me. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9134876659241893861-8664168795092707409?l=417705bpm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134876659241893861/posts/default/8664168795092707409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134876659241893861/posts/default/8664168795092707409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://417705bpm.blogspot.com/2007/03/syf-is-on-17th-of-april-for-me.html' title=''/><author><name>...but words will never hurt me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04233381498791573335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i139.photobucket.com/albums/q290/darquefurbs/DSCF0155.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9134876659241893861.post-1824906904574678749</id><published>2007-03-19T20:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-29T22:45:11.783+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Katherine McPhee - Over It&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm over your lies&lt;br /&gt;And I'm over your games.&lt;br /&gt;I'm over you asking me&lt;br /&gt;When you know I'm not okay.&lt;br /&gt;You call me and I...&lt;br /&gt;And I pick up the phone.&lt;br /&gt;And though you've been telling me, I know you're not alone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and that's why&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your eyes... I'm over it.&lt;br /&gt;Your smile... I'm over it.&lt;br /&gt;Realized... I'm over it, I'm over it, I'm over...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanting you to be wanting me.&lt;br /&gt;No, that ain't no way to be.&lt;br /&gt;How I feel.&lt;br /&gt;Read my lips.&lt;br /&gt;Because I'm so over...&lt;br /&gt;(I'm sorry)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on&lt;br /&gt;It is my time.&lt;br /&gt;You never were a friend of mine.&lt;br /&gt;Hurt at first a little bit&lt;br /&gt;But now I'm so over&lt;br /&gt;I'm so over it...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm over your hands&lt;br /&gt;And I'm over your mouth&lt;br /&gt;Trying to drag me down&lt;br /&gt;And fill me with self doubt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohhhhh, and that's why&lt;br /&gt;Your world, I'm over it&lt;br /&gt;So sure, I'm over it&lt;br /&gt;I'm not your girl, I'm over it&lt;br /&gt;I'm over it, I'm over&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanting you to be wanting me.&lt;br /&gt;No, that ain't no way to be.&lt;br /&gt;How I feel.&lt;br /&gt;Read my lips.&lt;br /&gt;Because I'm so over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on&lt;br /&gt;It is my time&lt;br /&gt;You never were a friend of mine&lt;br /&gt;Hurt at first a little bit&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm so over&lt;br /&gt;So over it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Over It&lt;br /&gt;I'm So Over It&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh--Oh-Oh--Oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't call&lt;br /&gt;Don't come by&lt;br /&gt;Aint no use don't ask me why&lt;br /&gt;You'll never change&lt;br /&gt;There'll be no more cryin' in the rain&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh--Oh-Oh-Oh&lt;br /&gt;Oh-Oh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm Over It&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanting you to be wanting me&lt;br /&gt;No that aint no way to be&lt;br /&gt;How I feel&lt;br /&gt;Read my lips&lt;br /&gt;Because I'm so over (I'm so)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on and it's my time&lt;br /&gt;You never were a friend of mine&lt;br /&gt;Hurt at first&lt;br /&gt;A little bit&lt;br /&gt;And now I'm so over it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Over It&lt;br /&gt;I'm So Over it&lt;br /&gt;I'm Over It&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanting you to be wanting me.&lt;br /&gt;No, that ain't no way to be.&lt;br /&gt;How I feel.&lt;br /&gt;Read my lips.&lt;br /&gt;Because I'm so over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Moving on&lt;br /&gt;It is my time&lt;br /&gt;You never were a friend of mine&lt;br /&gt;Hurt at first a little bit&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm so over&lt;br /&gt;So over it... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9134876659241893861-1824906904574678749?l=417705bpm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134876659241893861/posts/default/1824906904574678749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134876659241893861/posts/default/1824906904574678749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://417705bpm.blogspot.com/2007/03/katherine-mcphee-over-it-im-over-your.html' title=''/><author><name>...but words will never hurt me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04233381498791573335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i139.photobucket.com/albums/q290/darquefurbs/DSCF0155.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9134876659241893861.post-7285696445630193303</id><published>2007-03-18T22:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-29T22:46:31.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;My friends, holidays are coming to an end...have you guys done all your homework?? Well...if you haven't...tsk tsk...HAHAHA. Ok...I'm in no position to speak as well...simply because...heh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna be in school in less than 9 hours. &gt;.&lt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9134876659241893861-7285696445630193303?l=417705bpm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134876659241893861/posts/default/7285696445630193303'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134876659241893861/posts/default/7285696445630193303'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://417705bpm.blogspot.com/2007/03/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>...but words will never hurt me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04233381498791573335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i139.photobucket.com/albums/q290/darquefurbs/DSCF0155.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9134876659241893861.post-268921374534116841</id><published>2007-03-18T20:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-29T22:48:03.191+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_teaVhL0mTK4/Rf6h8F3si-I/AAAAAAAAAAs/kDNIGn7Z-A8/s1600-h/MUSE.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5043646686441540578" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_teaVhL0mTK4/Rf6h8F3si-I/AAAAAAAAAAs/kDNIGn7Z-A8/s400/MUSE.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_teaVhL0mTK4/Rf0yWpk1wbI/AAAAAAAAAAM/tojmeL9FmR4/s1600-h/MUSE+-+A+Night+To+Remember.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;I got a little bored...so I decided to play with photoshop. Heh... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9134876659241893861-268921374534116841?l=417705bpm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134876659241893861/posts/default/268921374534116841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134876659241893861/posts/default/268921374534116841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://417705bpm.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-got-litle-bored.html' title=''/><author><name>...but words will never hurt me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04233381498791573335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i139.photobucket.com/albums/q290/darquefurbs/DSCF0155.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_teaVhL0mTK4/Rf6h8F3si-I/AAAAAAAAAAs/kDNIGn7Z-A8/s72-c/MUSE.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9134876659241893861.post-1653491150443104552</id><published>2007-03-17T19:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-29T22:49:41.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;I still remember when I was Sec 1, when I first joined the Band. Got promoted to Main Band along with Shaun and Ismail. Then we played Persis, Noah's Ark, Music for a Festival, Movement for Rosa, Alvamar, Pirates of the Caribbean, John Williams Symphonic Soundtrack. I was quite intimidated by my seniors then. They stood over me like giants...as though i'm a dwarf. That was Sec 1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sec 2 came along. My first SYF...Singapore Rhapsody, Vesuvius. We owned it. That was probably when the percussion was at its peak. There was Marcus, our SL, Wen Long, Shaun, me, Ismail and Danial. Percs were so bonded, had so much fun in the dorms during camps...spouting nonsense and what not. I still remember the band screwed up exchangess, and we still sounded quite bad on the week of our competition. But somehow, by the stroke of luck, we managed to pull through the competition, getting Gold with Honours. We were even one of the few bands which got chosen to be the presentation band. The long hours of practice definitely did pay off. Then again...that was then...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sec 3...although there wasn't SYF, our band took part in the 17th Australian International Music Festival. Darling Harbour...the Opera House...Merry Widow...Mononoke Hime...these are some of the words which come into my mind when I think about Sydney. Again, we kinda nailed it...clinching the Gold award. Although we weren't better than ACJC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's 3 years of band...one might say that it doesn't seem much. But I guarantee you...the memories are etched in my mind, and I enjoyed myself alot then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's come back to reality...Safari and Chorale and Shaker Dance...SYF is only 3 weeks away. It's scary. Well...true enough...it's not too late to buck up yet. But 3 weeks is such a long time that so many things can be done, and I don't see the point in wasting it. Everyone is just driven by their own interest. Putting in minimum effort...hoping to churn out excellent results. But...that's not how it works! You reap what you sow. I'd say that this batch of bandsmen hasn't really had a taste of failure yet...but it'd probably be too late if it were to happen after SYF...besides...it would be too painful a punishment. Then only they start regretting...but what's done will be done. I don't want this batch to be the one that ruins the reputation of the ACS(I) Symphonic Band. It sure is unglam, and that will go down in history.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On to myself with some self-reflecion...how devoted am I to this band? Then again...how does one measure devotion? Can it even be measured in the first place? How do we even gauge it? How much effort must you put in to show you're "devoted"? If I were to prioritise, I'd say...I'm still a student afterall. Studies STILL has gotta come first. Band is a CCA, nonetheless...whenever I go for band prac, I'll still give my all. I get offended when I've people questioning my devotion to the band...especially when I'm being used in a comparison.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly...I'm quite annoyed with a bunch of people. Well, to begin with, ACTIONS DO SPEAK LOUDER THAN WORDS. So instead of just standing at the side passing remarks, perhaps the wiser thing to do is to lend a hand? I don't see the point in helping others when all they do is to leave you to clear their shit for them. -.- zzz.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9134876659241893861-1653491150443104552?l=417705bpm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134876659241893861/posts/default/1653491150443104552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134876659241893861/posts/default/1653491150443104552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://417705bpm.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-still-remember-when-i-was-sec-1-when.html' title=''/><author><name>...but words will never hurt me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04233381498791573335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i139.photobucket.com/albums/q290/darquefurbs/DSCF0155.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9134876659241893861.post-7783437635527650630</id><published>2007-03-16T20:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-29T22:50:30.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Just read Ismail's blog...saw some pictures. It definitely brought back lots of memories. I really miss Sydney, I feeling like going back there again. Merry Widow...Mononoke Hime...The songs we played which got us our Gold...performing in the Sydney Opera House was definitely an experience one couldn't miss out on. It was just fantastic, the experience, the time spent with friends, the memories. I miss everything in Sydney. I wonder what it'd have been if I knew the ACJC people earlier. Hmm...April 1st is coming, I can't wait for Muse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's Friday people. Holidays are almost over. Going over to ACJC for combined prac tomorrow. I kinda hate the feeling that the holidays are coming to an end soon. I mean it's like...so fast!! It's scary that Term 2 is about to start, cos it's gonna be really stressful. SYF...Midyears...it's enough to kill. I'm just gonna take it one step at a time. I hope I'll be able to cope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enjoy what's left of the holidays people!!~ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9134876659241893861-7783437635527650630?l=417705bpm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134876659241893861/posts/default/7783437635527650630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134876659241893861/posts/default/7783437635527650630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://417705bpm.blogspot.com/2007/03/just-read-ismails-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>...but words will never hurt me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04233381498791573335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i139.photobucket.com/albums/q290/darquefurbs/DSCF0155.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9134876659241893861.post-5894126897091050964</id><published>2007-03-15T19:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-29T22:51:16.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Aye!~ Went to study at Kris' yesterday, along with Sam and Bel. Had lunch at Holland V before that, and Bel spilt her drink. HAHAHAHA...well well...I call that karma.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, just caught Music and Lyrics today with Marcus, Dwayne, Ryann, Jenn, KW, and Erne. It's a pretty good show, with some laughs here and there, or at least...it did crack me up, and the soundtrack's pretty nice as well. More importantly, Pirates of the Caribbean: At World's End is scheduled to be released on 25th May.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;"Will Turner (Orlando Bloom), Elizabeth Swann (Keira Knightley) are allied with Captain Barbossa (Geoffrey Rush) in a desperate quest to free Captain Jack Sparrow (Johnny Depp) from his mind-bending trap in Davy Jones' locker, while the terrifying ghost ship, The Flying Dutchman and Davy Jones, under the control of the East India Trading Company, wreaks havoc across the Seven Seas. Navigating through treachery, betrayal and wild waters, they must forge their way to exotic Singapore and confront the cunning Chinese Pirate Sao Feng (Chow Yun-Fat). Now headed beyond the very ends of the earth, each must ultimately choose a side in a final, titanic battle, as not only their lives and fortunes, but the entire future of the freedom-loving Pirate way, hangs in the balance."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow's Friday and my holidays are almost gone. School's reopening. I hope I can finish my work. There's combined prac with ACJC this Saturday... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9134876659241893861-5894126897091050964?l=417705bpm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134876659241893861/posts/default/5894126897091050964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134876659241893861/posts/default/5894126897091050964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://417705bpm.blogspot.com/2007/03/aye-went-to-study-at-kris-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>...but words will never hurt me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04233381498791573335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i139.photobucket.com/albums/q290/darquefurbs/DSCF0155.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9134876659241893861.post-6105561033661563674</id><published>2007-03-13T19:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-29T22:52:18.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Woots!~ I'm back from band camp. Haha. Not that it's a good thing actually, cos I'm not really looking forward to doing my homework. BLEAGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's see what I've got...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) C Maths Worksheet&lt;br /&gt;2) IHS Roleplay&lt;br /&gt;3) Physics Quiz 4&lt;br /&gt;4) A Maths Ex 16.2&lt;br /&gt;5) A Maths Midyear 2005&lt;br /&gt;6) 甜点 1-5&lt;br /&gt;7) 应用文&lt;br /&gt;8) 5 剪报&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a much lighter tone...band camp was pretty alright. Went to school on friday night to have dinner with Dwayne, Bevan, Oliver, Ryann, Ernest Soh, Ernest Tan, and Daryl at BK Holland V. Had meeting with the committee after we got back from dinner. And we had fun splitting straws. Hmm... =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First day of camp...was pretty much a normal Sat practice in the morning, just that we had combined rehearsal with ACJC in the afternoon. It was definitely nice to see these people again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;* PLAYING HARP FOR PHANTOM IS REAL STRESSFUL *&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm thankful that there'll be 3 harpists. Haha. I feel less vulnerable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of which...I've sold all my tickets for MUSE already. Can't wait for April 1st to come...Haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After our combined, we had dinner. Then, we headed down to Night Safari. Left Night Safari at about 11 pm and got to The Cathay to catch Dreamgirls at midnight. The show was alright, but Beyonce's voice was absolutely fabulous. That lady can really sing very well. And now, the song "Listen" is etched in my head. The movie ended at about 2 am, and we went to Jurong Fish Port. After touring the fish port, we left for Macs at West Coast Park. We got back to school at about 5.30 in the morning. Took a bathe...then went to sleep...and woke up at 12 noon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next few days were pretty tiring. Practice, practice, and practice...Chorale &amp; Shaker Dance, Night Safari and Variations on a Korean Folk Song. Yes, it was pretty much these 3 pieces for Main Band. Then, the percs got pulled into IB Band for Ghost Train Mvt 2 &amp;amp; 3. It was fun...I guess...that's all I can say. Haha. BTW...I think this batch of Exco is most clique-ish and bitchiest ever. HAHA. =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I guess the band's sound has got better, but I don't think we're still there yet. Hopefully we'll make it in time, and get Top Band. There are actually traces of "tien yin" here and there =D . We're almost there guys...for those who didn't make it to the SYF Band just as yet. Don't give up, it's not over. It's not too late yet. One thing's for sure though, the road to SYF is not gonna be easy...so practice hard and hang in there guys. We're gonna get Top Band! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9134876659241893861-6105561033661563674?l=417705bpm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134876659241893861/posts/default/6105561033661563674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134876659241893861/posts/default/6105561033661563674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://417705bpm.blogspot.com/2007/03/woots-im-back-from-band-camp.html' title=''/><author><name>...but words will never hurt me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04233381498791573335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i139.photobucket.com/albums/q290/darquefurbs/DSCF0155.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9134876659241893861.post-1864286662340665339</id><published>2007-03-08T21:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-29T22:53:40.307+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;I'm done with my ISO presentation...oh well, it's all good. At least, there's one thing off my mind. Holidays are drawing closer and closer...I'm expecting the workload to be crazy...just wait and see. I seriously wonder when will we really get a break. I've actually tried doing some of the holiday homework...but I just can't seem to get down with it...shoots...I'm gonna be damn screwed. This is worrying...I think I need to escape badly. It's like the end of Term 1 and the workload is still neverending. GOSH! DAMN STRESS LA!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9134876659241893861-1864286662340665339?l=417705bpm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134876659241893861/posts/default/1864286662340665339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134876659241893861/posts/default/1864286662340665339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://417705bpm.blogspot.com/2007/03/im-done-with-my-iso-presentation.html' title=''/><author><name>...but words will never hurt me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04233381498791573335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i139.photobucket.com/albums/q290/darquefurbs/DSCF0155.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9134876659241893861.post-5286748294387706411</id><published>2007-03-07T22:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-29T22:54:22.851+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;empty vessel makes the most noise &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9134876659241893861-5286748294387706411?l=417705bpm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134876659241893861/posts/default/5286748294387706411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134876659241893861/posts/default/5286748294387706411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://417705bpm.blogspot.com/2007/03/empty-vessel-makes-most-noise.html' title=''/><author><name>...but words will never hurt me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04233381498791573335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i139.photobucket.com/albums/q290/darquefurbs/DSCF0155.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9134876659241893861.post-6813312007661363988</id><published>2007-03-04T20:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-29T22:54:45.441+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Let me present to you a paradox...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm looking forward to the holidays because I want and need the break badly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,102,0);font-size:130%;" &gt;ON THE OTHER HAND&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not looking forward to the holidays because it just means more homework, and I doubt I will have the time to finish them, cos I'm gonna be so busy during the holidays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for those people who're looking forward to the break...oh well, hang in there people. It's one more week to the holidays. Bear with it. Besides, Desperate Housewives on tomorrow night! Can't wait...I just saw a clip from Season 3 Episode 7. The episode is entitled "Bang"...and it's very depressing. I almost cried when I was watching it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9134876659241893861-6813312007661363988?l=417705bpm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134876659241893861/posts/default/6813312007661363988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134876659241893861/posts/default/6813312007661363988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://417705bpm.blogspot.com/2007/03/let-me-present-to-you-paradox.html' title=''/><author><name>...but words will never hurt me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04233381498791573335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i139.photobucket.com/albums/q290/darquefurbs/DSCF0155.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9134876659241893861.post-5946088490892131779</id><published>2007-03-03T22:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-29T22:55:12.611+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Ahhh!!...now that the common tests are over, I feel so free and relaxed all of a sudden. Then again, there's ISO OP to do and I've to prepare for Language Arts IOP due Term 2 Week 1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday after Chem Prac in the morning, I went to the Home Econs room to help make bread for Life Science Symposium. It was fun la...got home at 6 in the evening...bathed...then went out again at 6.45 to study with Pb, Kris, and Bel. We had dinner at Mos Burger in Raffles City, then we went to Pacific Coffee Co. to study...brought my Lang Arts text to analyse. I think vanilla snowflake is nice...heh. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As for today, Dwayne, Ryann, Marcus, KW and I went out for lunch after band prac. We wanted to go Clementi for lunch...and then there was this Bus No. 166 driver who ignored of our existance la. I was standing at the door waving to the uncle trying to get him to open the door. He turned around, stared at me, and turned away. BAKA! Then Dwayne knocked on the door to get his attention...well, he blatantly disregarded our existence. YES...I WAS OFFENDED...VERY INFACT. Well, Dwayne called up SBS to complain. Hahaha...Anyway, we ended up at KAP for lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for those people who are feeling moody over their 'A's results...don't fret over it too much. Stay cheerful and happy always!!~ Take care people!~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(51,102,255)"&gt;Anglo-Chinese Junior College Annual Band Concert Muse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(51,102,255)"&gt;Venue: Esplanade Concert Hall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(51,102,255)"&gt;Date: Sunday, 1st April 2007, 7:30 pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(51,102,255)"&gt;Tickets at $17, $21, $25&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/9134876659241893861-5946088490892131779?l=417705bpm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134876659241893861/posts/default/5946088490892131779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134876659241893861/posts/default/5946088490892131779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://417705bpm.blogspot.com/2007/03/ahhh.html' title=''/><author><name>...but words will never hurt me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04233381498791573335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i139.photobucket.com/albums/q290/darquefurbs/DSCF0155.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9134876659241893861.post-3103671474650216949</id><published>2007-02-22T21:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-29T22:55:42.088+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;'Tis the gift to be simple, 'tis the gift to be free&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;'Tis the gift to come down where we ought to be,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;And when we find ourselves in the place just right,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;'Twill be in the valley of love and delight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;When true simplicity is gain'd,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;To bow and to bend we shan't be asham'd,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;To turn, turn will be our delight,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Till by turning, turning we come round right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;'Tis the gift to be loved and that love to return,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;'Tis the gift to be taught and a richer gift to learn,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;And when we expect of o-thers what we try to live each day,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Then we'll all live together and we'll all learn to say,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;'Tis the gift to have friends and a true friend to be,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;'Tis the gift to think of others not to only think of "me",&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;And when we hear what others really think and really feel,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Then we'll all live together with a love that is real.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9134876659241893861-3103671474650216949?l=417705bpm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134876659241893861/posts/default/3103671474650216949'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134876659241893861/posts/default/3103671474650216949'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://417705bpm.blogspot.com/2007/02/tis-gift-to-be-simple-tis-gift-to-be_22.html' title=''/><author><name>...but words will never hurt me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04233381498791573335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i139.photobucket.com/albums/q290/darquefurbs/DSCF0155.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9134876659241893861.post-2546518159607281280</id><published>2007-02-20T00:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-29T22:56:40.398+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Yea! I finished reading "Things Fall Apart" already. You know...I don't really get it. Why do all stories end with the main characters dying? It's so cliche. Anyway, I'm quite done with my work...finished Chinese coursework. Woots!~ Tomorrow's dedicated to Chem...bummer. I've got visiting in the evening...so I can study Chem from the morning till the late afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's something random...I checked the Top 10 songs with the highest playcount in my iTunes...and here's the result...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,102,255);font-size:130%;" &gt;1) 蔡依林 - 马德里不思议 (671)&lt;br /&gt;2) Shakira ft. Wyclef Jean - Hips Don't Lie (369)&lt;br /&gt;3) Ashlee Simpson - L.O.V.E (319)&lt;br /&gt;4) 蔡依林 - 舞娘 (306)&lt;br /&gt;5) 孙燕姿 - 第一天 (300)&lt;br /&gt;6) 卓文萱 &amp; 小鬼 - 爱的主旋律 (283)&lt;br /&gt;7) 许志安 &amp;amp; 陈惠珊 - 苦口良药 (256)&lt;br /&gt;8) Tata Young - El Nin Yo (242)&lt;br /&gt;9) 蔡淳佳 - 我愿意 (230)&lt;br /&gt;10) 周杰伦 - 霍元甲 (224)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O well...enjoy what's left of the CNY break...hahas... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9134876659241893861-2546518159607281280?l=417705bpm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134876659241893861/posts/default/2546518159607281280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134876659241893861/posts/default/2546518159607281280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://417705bpm.blogspot.com/2007/02/yea-i-finished-reading-things-fall.html' title=''/><author><name>...but words will never hurt me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04233381498791573335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i139.photobucket.com/albums/q290/darquefurbs/DSCF0155.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9134876659241893861.post-3007645894858254943</id><published>2007-02-18T09:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-20T00:18:57.961+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-size:180%;" &gt;HAPPY LUNAR NEW YEAR!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha...I just woke up. I'm feeling damn tired...doing ISO last night...can you imagine?? ISO on CNY eve. Tsk. Anyway, I went out with Kris and Bel yesterday to City Hall, had lunch first then did abit of shopping, later on we went to study at Pacific Coffee Company in One Raffles Link. Well, the good thing is...I'm more or less done with my homework...just left with Chinese Coursework. DRATS! Well after finishing our work at 4, the both of them went back to shopping again. Haha...yea and we left the place at around 5 for our reunion dinner...hmm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's visiting to do today. I wonder when I'll be done with my Chinese Coursework...that's the only piece of assignment left. I hope it'll be done asap. Cya folks...have fun visting today!!~&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/9134876659241893861-3007645894858254943?l=417705bpm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134876659241893861/posts/default/3007645894858254943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134876659241893861/posts/default/3007645894858254943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://417705bpm.blogspot.com/2007/02/happy-lunar-new-year-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>...but words will never hurt me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04233381498791573335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i139.photobucket.com/albums/q290/darquefurbs/DSCF0155.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9134876659241893861.post-2027043881906185124</id><published>2007-02-16T23:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-29T22:57:48.339+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Heys!...just got home haha. Yes, I was out the entire day. Went out with Oliver, Erne, Kah Wei, Zhan Yi &amp; DJ after school today...and we caught Epic Movie in Vivo. OK...Epic Movie is mindless entertainment - retarded and nonsensical. Nothing else describes it best....don't watch it unless you've nothing else better to do. I'm serious. Of course...not forgetting us suaning Oliver with shoot, shag, marry over lunch. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the movie, went down to Queensway Shopping Centre to wait for Kris...while waiting...I was doing my 应用文 at macs...and I fell asleep halfway through it...ugh...nonetheless...I got it done. Haha. Then Kris and I went back to Vivo (Yes...2nd time going to Vivo in a day) to meet Bel and Mel. And we were just prancing around Vivo...haha...then we decided to sit down at the balcony and had a good chat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CNY Eve is tomorrow...yea...it's kinda fast. And I'm gonna study with Kris &amp;amp; Bel tomorrow. Anyway...I better turn in soon. Nites!~ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9134876659241893861-2027043881906185124?l=417705bpm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134876659241893861/posts/default/2027043881906185124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134876659241893861/posts/default/2027043881906185124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://417705bpm.blogspot.com/2007/02/heys.html' title=''/><author><name>...but words will never hurt me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04233381498791573335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i139.photobucket.com/albums/q290/darquefurbs/DSCF0155.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9134876659241893861.post-1322094384089706000</id><published>2007-02-15T21:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-29T22:58:25.968+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;CNY's coming in like 2 days or so...and the workload is getting heavier and heavier...ugh...I seriously wonder what goes on in the teachers' minds. Do they think their students only revolve around the subject that they teach? It's ridiculous la....ugh...there's....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) POD reflections&lt;br /&gt;2) ISO&lt;br /&gt;3) Physics&lt;br /&gt;4) Adv Maths&lt;br /&gt;5) HCL Coursework&lt;br /&gt;6) 应用文&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and on top of that...I wanna study IHS and Chem...zzz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It doesn't really make much of a difference even when there's a holiday...it just means more homework. Then what's the difference between a normal school day and a holiday...if that's the case what's the point of having a holiday if it's gonna be spent on work work and more work. It seems like the longer the time we're gonna stay away from school, the more the amount of work. Thus, the amount of time one is away from school, is directly proportionate to the amount of work a student gets. Isn't it?? At least, that's the only inference I can make...or so it seems...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a convo Ronald and I had in class today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Do you know why people 守岁&lt;br /&gt;Ronald: Uh ya...so that their parents can live longer?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Your head la...&lt;br /&gt;Me: It's to finish the huge amount of work...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;I think teachers teaching various subjects are trying to dominate the homework market...and hopefully monopolise it.... &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/9134876659241893861-1322094384089706000?l=417705bpm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134876659241893861/posts/default/1322094384089706000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134876659241893861/posts/default/1322094384089706000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://417705bpm.blogspot.com/2007/02/cnys-coming-in-like-2-days-or-so.html' title=''/><author><name>...but words will never hurt me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04233381498791573335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i139.photobucket.com/albums/q290/darquefurbs/DSCF0155.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9134876659241893861.post-4361484663206798350</id><published>2007-02-13T19:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-29T23:00:05.468+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN"   style="font-family:SimSun;font-size:130%;"&gt;曲名：爱的主旋律&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:SimSun;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;?xml:namespace prefix = o /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:SimSun;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN"&gt;歌手：卓文萱&lt;/span&gt; &amp;amp; &lt;span lang="ZH-CN"&gt;黄鸿升（小鬼） &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:SimSun;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN"&gt;男：是你在那个雨季 走进我生命 带着一点任性 和温柔的表情&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN"&gt;女：是你在那个雨季 赶走了孤寂 温暖的笑容 换我仅有的甜蜜&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN"&gt;男：天上一万颗星星 我却只看见你 你说这是幸运 还是不可思议&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN"&gt;女：身边有太多风景 我却停在这里 说我傻的可以 还不是因为你&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN"&gt;男：是你的声音&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN"&gt; 女：带给我勇气&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN"&gt;男：恋爱的频率&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN"&gt; 女：直到我心底&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN"&gt;男：如果你愿意&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN"&gt; 女：是的我愿意&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN"&gt;合：带着我幸福的主旋律&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN"&gt;男：从前的实际&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN"&gt; 女：现在我相信&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN"&gt;男：天空会放晴&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN"&gt; 女：爱会更甜蜜&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN"&gt;男：如果你愿意&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN"&gt; 女：是&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:SimSun;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN"&gt;的&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:SimSun;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN"&gt;我&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:SimSun;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN"&gt;愿意&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN"&gt;合：爱的主旋律 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN"   style="font-family:SimSun;font-size:130%;"&gt;永远唱下去&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:SimSun;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN"   style="font-family:SimSun;font-size:130%;"&gt;女：是你在那个雨季 赶走了孤寂 温暖的笑容 换我仅有的甜蜜&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:SimSun;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN"&gt;男：天上一万颗星星 我却只看见你 你说这是幸运 还是不可思议&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN"&gt;女：身边有太多风景 我却停在这里 说我傻的可以 还不是因为你&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN"&gt;男：是你的声音&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN"&gt; 女：带给我勇气&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;男：恋爱的频率&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN"&gt; 女：直到我心底&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN"&gt;男：如果你愿意&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN"&gt; 女：是的我愿意&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN"&gt;合：带着我幸福的主旋律&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN"&gt;男：从前的实际&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN"&gt; 女：现在我相信&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN"&gt;男：天空会放晴&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN"&gt; 女：爱会更甜蜜&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN"&gt;男：如果你愿意&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN"&gt; 女：是的我愿意&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN"&gt;合：爱的主旋律 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN"   style="font-family:SimSun;font-size:130%;"&gt;永远唱下去&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN"   style="font-family:SimSun;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;合：&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:SimSun;font-size:130%;"&gt;La la la la la la la la la la&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:+0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;La la la la la la la la la la&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN"&gt;男：如果你愿意&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN"&gt; 女：是的我愿意&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN"&gt;合：带着我幸福的主旋律&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN"&gt;男：从前的实际&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN"&gt; 女：现在我相信&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN"&gt;男：天空会放晴&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN"&gt; 女：爱会更甜蜜&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN"&gt;男：如果你愿意&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN"&gt; 女：是的我愿意&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN"&gt;合：爱的主旋律 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN"   style="font-family:SimSun;font-size:130%;"&gt;永远唱下去&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:SimSun;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN"   style="font-family:SimSun;font-size:130%;"&gt;男：天上一万颗星星我却只看见你 你说这是幸运 还是不可思议&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:SimSun;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span lang="ZH-CN"&gt;女：身边有太多风景 我却停在这里 说我傻的可以 还不是因为你 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9134876659241893861-4361484663206798350?l=417705bpm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134876659241893861/posts/default/4361484663206798350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134876659241893861/posts/default/4361484663206798350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://417705bpm.blogspot.com/2007/02/la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la-la.html' title=''/><author><name>...but words will never hurt me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04233381498791573335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i139.photobucket.com/albums/q290/darquefurbs/DSCF0155.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9134876659241893861.post-8570207012391328702</id><published>2007-02-11T21:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-29T23:00:58.614+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;It seemed to be like the perfect thing for you and me&lt;br /&gt;It's so ironic you're what I pictured you to be&lt;br /&gt;But there are facts in our lives we can never change&lt;br /&gt;Just tell me that you understand and feel the same&lt;br /&gt;This perfect romance that I've created in my mind&lt;br /&gt;I'd live a thousand lives each one with you right by my side&lt;br /&gt;But yet we find ourselves in a less than perfect circumstance&lt;br /&gt;And so it seems like we'll never have the chance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ain't it funny how some feelings you just can't deny&lt;br /&gt;And you can't move on even though you try&lt;br /&gt;Ain't it strange when you're feeling things you shouldn't feel&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I wish this could be real&lt;br /&gt;Ain't it funny how a moment could just change your life&lt;br /&gt;And you don't want to face what's wrong or right&lt;br /&gt;Ain't it strange how fate can play a part&lt;br /&gt;In the story of your heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I think that a true love can never be&lt;br /&gt;I just believe that somehow it wasn't meant for me&lt;br /&gt;Life can be cruel in a way that I can't explain&lt;br /&gt;And I don't think that I could face it all again&lt;br /&gt;I barely know you but somehow I know what you're about&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A deeper love I've found in you&lt;br /&gt;And I no longer doubt&lt;br /&gt;You've touched my heart and it altered every plan I've made&lt;br /&gt;And now I feel that I don't have to be afraid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ain't it funny how some feelings you just can't deny&lt;br /&gt;And you can't move on even though you try&lt;br /&gt;Ain't it strange when you're feeling things you shouldn't feel&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I wish this could be real&lt;br /&gt;Ain't it funny how a moment could just change your life&lt;br /&gt;And you don't want to face what's wrong or right&lt;br /&gt;Ain't it strange how fate can play a part&lt;br /&gt;In the story of your heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I locked away my heart&lt;br /&gt;But you just set it free&lt;br /&gt;Emotions I felt&lt;br /&gt;Held me back from what my life should be&lt;br /&gt;I pushed you far away&lt;br /&gt;And yet you stayed with me&lt;br /&gt;I guess this means&lt;br /&gt;That you and me were meant to be &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9134876659241893861-8570207012391328702?l=417705bpm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134876659241893861/posts/default/8570207012391328702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134876659241893861/posts/default/8570207012391328702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://417705bpm.blogspot.com/2007/02/it-seemed-to-be-like-perfect-thing-for.html' title=''/><author><name>...but words will never hurt me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04233381498791573335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i139.photobucket.com/albums/q290/darquefurbs/DSCF0155.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9134876659241893861.post-5776320361393685542</id><published>2007-02-11T13:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-11T15:45:48.182+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Your lack of maturity seriously surprises me. It's simply childish and ridiculous. I must've been wrong about you. Why ask questions if you're gonna be unhappy with the answers?? I'm just appalled...something like that coming from a person like you...it just goes to show immaturity...and nothing else. Yet...you're still being demanding and unreasonable...what do you think I am?! I don't do things as I'm told. If you want to bear a grudge over something which is pretty much non-existent...by all means do so....Anyway...things are just starting to make sense...and I'm starting to see things more clearly now. Thanks alot. The only thing I'm gonna apologise for is not being able to be part of your foolish games anymore...and I feel stupid to be part of it...I seriously wonder how I got into it in the first place...I ought to be shot for my stupidity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's done is done...things will never be the same again...what's left is all tainted...and just so you know...I won't play at your level...&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/9134876659241893861-5776320361393685542?l=417705bpm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134876659241893861/posts/default/5776320361393685542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134876659241893861/posts/default/5776320361393685542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://417705bpm.blogspot.com/2007/02/your-lack-of-maturity-seriously.html' title=''/><author><name>...but words will never hurt me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04233381498791573335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i139.photobucket.com/albums/q290/darquefurbs/DSCF0155.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9134876659241893861.post-2671783691822120275</id><published>2007-02-05T22:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-29T23:02:06.948+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;Death is inevitable. It's a promise made to each of us at birth. But before that promise is kept, we all hope something will happen to us. Whether it is the thrill of romance, the joy of raising a family, or the anguish of great loss, we all hope to experience something that make our lives meaningful. But the sad fact is, not all lives have meaning. Some people spend their time on this planet just sitting on the sidelines waiting for something to happen to them, before it's too late......... &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/9134876659241893861-2671783691822120275?l=417705bpm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134876659241893861/posts/default/2671783691822120275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134876659241893861/posts/default/2671783691822120275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://417705bpm.blogspot.com/2007/02/death-is-inevitable.html' title=''/><author><name>...but words will never hurt me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04233381498791573335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i139.photobucket.com/albums/q290/darquefurbs/DSCF0155.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9134876659241893861.post-4678728175396731885</id><published>2007-02-03T20:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-29T23:03:45.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;I think I'm really beginning to like Chorale and Shaker Dance. It's actually quite nice. Well, band had a few chords in tune today. Unfortunately...it was only for a short while. At least it's a good start! I'm quite pleased about it. However, I still find that we're not tight enough...BUT...we're getting there. Oh well, I guess practice makes perfect...and soon enough...the entire piece will come together. ACJC Muse is coming soon...and not forgetting SYF...yea...it's unbelievably fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bought 2 new shirts today for CNY. Yeah...I'm so happy!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a separate note...I've got 3 tests next week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday - Physics&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday - C Maths&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday - Higher Chinese&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...not forgetting the Higher Chinese and Geog coursework...bleaghs =S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway...I just did a "How sarcastic are you" test...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eee9e9;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;font-size:14;color:black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Have Your Sarcastic Moments&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#fffafa"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/howsarcasticareyouquiz/sarcastic-2.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While you're not sarcastic at all times, you definitely have a cynical edge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In your opinion, not all people are annoying. Some are dead!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And although you do have your genuine moments, you can't help getting your zingers in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some people might be a little hurt by your sarcasm, but it's more likely they think you're hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/howsarcasticareyouquiz/"&gt;How Sarcastic Are You? &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9134876659241893861-4678728175396731885?l=417705bpm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134876659241893861/posts/default/4678728175396731885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134876659241893861/posts/default/4678728175396731885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://417705bpm.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-think-im-really-beginning-to-like.html' title=''/><author><name>...but words will never hurt me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04233381498791573335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i139.photobucket.com/albums/q290/darquefurbs/DSCF0155.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9134876659241893861.post-5767216659855188635</id><published>2007-02-01T22:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-29T23:04:43.057+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" bg style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-SIZE: 14pt; COLOR: blackfont-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Brain is 53% Female, 47% Male&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://images.blogthings.com/whatgenderisyourbrainquiz/brain.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your brain is a healthy mix of male and female&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are both sensitive and savvy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rational and reasonable, you tend to keep level headed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you also tend to wear your heart on your sleeve&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/whatgenderisyourbrainquiz/"&gt;What Gender Is Your Brain?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9134876659241893861-5767216659855188635?l=417705bpm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134876659241893861/posts/default/5767216659855188635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134876659241893861/posts/default/5767216659855188635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://417705bpm.blogspot.com/2007/02/your-brain-is-53-female-47-male-your.html' title=''/><author><name>...but words will never hurt me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04233381498791573335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i139.photobucket.com/albums/q290/darquefurbs/DSCF0155.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9134876659241893861.post-2777160767905281477</id><published>2007-01-29T22:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-29T23:09:29.385+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Sweet Sixteen!!~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Pei Shi for the card&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Zhong, Ted, Ronald, Yibin for the bottles of blueberry, apple, mango and lemon tea&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Kris for the mini-diary, and the Diva/Bitch thing (it's damn cool)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Kris, Bel and Mel for the Bag of 16 Random Stuff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Daryl &amp; Abraham for the ginormous cake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-My band clique for the card, the "stuff" in the card, and the cake from NYDC&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Sa, Bel, Kris, Pei Shi, Eve, Mel, Oliver, Puaybing, Jin, Sam, Ian, Tim, Chen Ming, Ismail, Shaun, Javier, Abdillah, and also my teachers for the well wishes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANKS FOR MAKING MY SIXTEENTH BIRTHDAY A MEMORABLE ONE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND ALSO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)font-size:180%;" &gt;HAPPY BIRTDAY MEL.&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY JERE.&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY KE HAO.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S: For those who forgot about my birthday this year...it's alright...there's always next year...HAHAHAHA!!!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9134876659241893861-2777160767905281477?l=417705bpm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134876659241893861/posts/default/2777160767905281477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134876659241893861/posts/default/2777160767905281477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://417705bpm.blogspot.com/2007/01/sweet-sixteen-thank-you.html' title=''/><author><name>...but words will never hurt me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04233381498791573335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i139.photobucket.com/albums/q290/darquefurbs/DSCF0155.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9134876659241893861.post-2930135983598074597</id><published>2007-01-26T21:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-29T23:10:36.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Arghh...I was so busy and stressed the past 2 days - schoolwork and band. I've got...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Geog WS&lt;br /&gt;2) Lang Arts Commentary&lt;br /&gt;3) A Maths WS&lt;br /&gt;4) C Maths WS&lt;br /&gt;5) 长文缩短&lt;br /&gt;6）作业&lt;br /&gt;7）应用文&lt;br /&gt;8) ISO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt very tired yesterday...not physically though...but it's more like...I needed a break real bad. Rushing work so that there'll be less to be done during the weekend. Worrying about the band. January's almost gone. SYF's coming. Had a chat with Darrel...felt much better. Let's hope that I can regenerate during the weekend... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9134876659241893861-2930135983598074597?l=417705bpm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134876659241893861/posts/default/2930135983598074597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134876659241893861/posts/default/2930135983598074597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://417705bpm.blogspot.com/2007/01/arghh.html' title=''/><author><name>...but words will never hurt me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04233381498791573335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i139.photobucket.com/albums/q290/darquefurbs/DSCF0155.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9134876659241893861.post-9056112919007196571</id><published>2007-01-23T22:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-29T23:11:42.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Was chatting with kwek after school today, along with Zhong, Tim, and Ronald. Got home at around 5...did homework for 2 hr 30 mins. Zzzz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is getting increasingly annoying. I've got tons of homework...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) C Maths&lt;br /&gt;2) A Maths&lt;br /&gt;3) Lang Arts commentary&lt;br /&gt;4) ISO&lt;br /&gt;5) Chinese&lt;br /&gt;6) Study for Chinese Test [tomorrow]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The perpetual load of homework I'll never ever be able to finish. Cos when some of them are done...there'll always be more to come. I need to breathe...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9134876659241893861-9056112919007196571?l=417705bpm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134876659241893861/posts/default/9056112919007196571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134876659241893861/posts/default/9056112919007196571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://417705bpm.blogspot.com/2007/01/was-chatting-with-kwek-after-school.html' title=''/><author><name>...but words will never hurt me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04233381498791573335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i139.photobucket.com/albums/q290/darquefurbs/DSCF0155.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9134876659241893861.post-3607658830265388745</id><published>2007-01-22T21:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-29T23:13:33.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Oh my son...I've got tons of homework...C Maths...Physics prac to complete. O well. Good thing is...I finished them in half an hour. Phew. That means...I can go watch TV...YAY..haha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Desperate Housewive's back on Feb 25th...I think...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nurse: "You need to leave."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;Susan&lt;/span&gt;: "What?"&lt;br /&gt;Nurse: "You're disturbing the other patients."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;Susan&lt;/span&gt;: "No, what are you...oh, this is ridiculous! I mean, who am I disturbing? It's a coma ward! Don't you want them to wake up?!" &lt;p&gt;Susan is escorted off the floor by security guards. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9134876659241893861-3607658830265388745?l=417705bpm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134876659241893861/posts/default/3607658830265388745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134876659241893861/posts/default/3607658830265388745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://417705bpm.blogspot.com/2007/01/oh-my-son.html' title=''/><author><name>...but words will never hurt me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04233381498791573335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i139.photobucket.com/albums/q290/darquefurbs/DSCF0155.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9134876659241893861.post-2903653143209588617</id><published>2007-01-21T21:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-29T23:07:49.084+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;This is pretty interesting...I saw it on my MSN and I thought it's funny. It's actually Marcus' nick...and here's what it says...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"No one dies a virgin. Cos life screws us all."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So...I was working on my final piece of work for the weekend this morning - A Maths....YES! Like finally. And, I'm actually waiting for the time to pass now...till about 10.30...so that I can watch The Apprentice. Heh. Anyway, I heard that Desperate Housewives is coming back in Feb. YAY! I've been waiting for ages. On a random note...I'm beginning to like Chorale and Shaker Dance...it actually sounds quite nice. And it sounds very similar to Simple Gifts by Frank Ticheli...coincidentally the tune is also being used in Lord of The Dance...yea...so that's pretty cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya...I was youtubing this afternoon and I happened to watch a video of this Turk guy, Fazil Say, playing Variations on a Theme by Paganini on the piano...in ragtime jazz. It's so cool and his fingers can definitely run faster than my legs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the link...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gOo_IZypu6U&amp;mode=related&amp;amp;search= &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9134876659241893861-2903653143209588617?l=417705bpm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134876659241893861/posts/default/2903653143209588617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134876659241893861/posts/default/2903653143209588617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://417705bpm.blogspot.com/2007/01/i-was-working-on-my-final-piece-of-work.html' title=''/><author><name>...but words will never hurt me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04233381498791573335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i139.photobucket.com/albums/q290/darquefurbs/DSCF0155.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9134876659241893861.post-4888285659331539696</id><published>2007-01-20T20:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-29T23:14:52.982+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;This is really freaky...2 weeks back. I was out at Clementi having lunch at KFC with my bandmates after band. My uncle came over to my house in the evening...and so did the ACJC peeps.&lt;br /&gt;2 weeks after, which is today...I was out at Clementi having lunch at KFC with my bandmates afte rband. My uncle is at my house...and so are the ACJC peeps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was band prac today...and we combined with IB Band. New year 5 perc...and Paul's back...well...it's great to see some of the seniors back for prac after such a long time. Then again...there're those who left the band as well...and I'm not quite used to not seeing them around. It feels strange...like...there's something not right. I know I'll miss Zi, Yew Jin and Darrel. Oh well...life's gotta go on...and band's gotta go on as well..haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, we played Phantom, Variations on a Korean Folk Song, as well as Chorale and Shaker Dance. Although the intonation wasn't perfect...it's still pretty nice to see such a big band playing together once again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway...I just finished writing my 作文 and I'm left with my A Maths homework...I guess I'll do it tomorrow...time to relax now...that's all folks! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9134876659241893861-4888285659331539696?l=417705bpm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134876659241893861/posts/default/4888285659331539696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134876659241893861/posts/default/4888285659331539696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://417705bpm.blogspot.com/2007/01/freeeeeky-right.html' title=''/><author><name>...but words will never hurt me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04233381498791573335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i139.photobucket.com/albums/q290/darquefurbs/DSCF0155.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9134876659241893861.post-3883666135632933198</id><published>2007-01-19T21:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-29T23:12:50.054+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;OH MY NUN!!! I've got loads of homework la...let's see...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) 作文&lt;br /&gt;2) C Maths WS&lt;br /&gt;3) A Maths TB Ex 13.2, 13.3 &amp;amp; Misc Ex 13&lt;br /&gt;4) Lang Arts&lt;br /&gt;5) Physics WS&lt;br /&gt;6) ISO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had harp lesson just now...the first lesson of the year, after taking more than a month's break. Oh yea...it feels so good to play the harp after so long...well...I'm quite happy that I didn't lose my touch. Practicing for Phantom for April Fool's Concert. I hope I'll be able to make it in time. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya...and the marching video's been postponed to next Saturday. Yea!!~ Anyway...I just pasted glow-in-the-dark stars on my room's ceiling...yea...I have been looking for it like 3 weeks ago...and finally Dwayne got it for me. YAY!! Haha...Thanks ah!~ Unfortunately...I think I need one more packet. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9134876659241893861-3883666135632933198?l=417705bpm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134876659241893861/posts/default/3883666135632933198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134876659241893861/posts/default/3883666135632933198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://417705bpm.blogspot.com/2007/01/seeing-stars.html' title=''/><author><name>...but words will never hurt me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04233381498791573335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i139.photobucket.com/albums/q290/darquefurbs/DSCF0155.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9134876659241893861.post-4132852292376538477</id><published>2007-01-18T23:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-29T23:05:00.402+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Had band prac this afternoon...and we were doing drills only...because we were rehearsing for the marching video which has to be recorded this Saturday...I hope everything will turn out smoothly on the day itself. I wanna get it over and done with...so that it'll be one burden off my mind...ack...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was at a perc recital just now after band prac at Yong Siew Toh Conservatory with Kris and Sam. And the female perc was just fabulous...she played the timpani, toms, gong, crash cymbs, triangle, ratchet, slap-stick, and bass drum alone...ALL BY HERSELF...fascinating isn't it?? Her hands were moving like anything...damn fast la. She should use her hands for 2.4km run instead man. Met Kris' junior...Geraldine and Phyllis...(I think). And we bumped into Mrs Tan there...haven't seen her for quite awhile...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I got home, I decided to decorate my room for CNY...LOL...yea...quite random. But anyway, I made this twirly-whirly thingy, 3 goldfishes, and 1 lantern.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm feeling darn tired and I've got tons of work due next week:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) 作文&lt;br /&gt;2) C Maths WS&lt;br /&gt;3) A Maths TB Ex 13.2, 13.3 &amp;amp; Misc Ex 13&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nites people!!! Take care... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9134876659241893861-4132852292376538477?l=417705bpm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134876659241893861/posts/default/4132852292376538477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134876659241893861/posts/default/4132852292376538477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://417705bpm.blogspot.com/2007/01/percd-up.html' title=''/><author><name>...but words will never hurt me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04233381498791573335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i139.photobucket.com/albums/q290/darquefurbs/DSCF0155.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9134876659241893861.post-6224057772874807411</id><published>2007-01-17T20:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-29T22:05:48.155+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,204,0)"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TED!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's Ted's birthday today...yay! Oh well...today, I ended up eating sushi buffet only...no fish n co =(. Anyway, I had Haato after the sushi buffet....simply delicious. I kinda felt guilty indulging in myself today. Well, I felt as if I've suffered the past few days, so I thought I deserve to indulge in myself...but now I feel guilty. I mean from the camp I realised how spoilt I'm, how I should learn to appreciate what I have around me, and also how I shouldn't take things for granted...and here I am spending money. Anyway, school starts tomorrow...which probably means the workload's gonna increase. I've still got zuo wen due next monday...I guess I'll do it during the weekend. I'll pray that there won't be much work given the next 2 days. Heh. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9134876659241893861-6224057772874807411?l=417705bpm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134876659241893861/posts/default/6224057772874807411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134876659241893861/posts/default/6224057772874807411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://417705bpm.blogspot.com/2007/01/guilt-aftertaste-of-indulgence.html' title=''/><author><name>...but words will never hurt me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04233381498791573335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i139.photobucket.com/albums/q290/darquefurbs/DSCF0155.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9134876659241893861.post-5452641458855495463</id><published>2007-01-16T20:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-29T22:04:24.587+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Yes...I'm back from LDP at last. To me, it was 6 days of agony and suffering. Well, I didn't enjoy it much...and I missed my friends and family =(. When we reached the campsite, I felt like going home immediately =X. And I thought the morale was pretty low among the students. Anyway, I brought back tons of mosquito bites and rash from the camp. Heh. Anyway...there's a storyline to this camp...and here's how it goes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 races, the Humans and the Animals. Each race consists of 3 clans...and each clan consisted of about 3 classes or so. The Humans consisted of Achilles, Hercules, and Titans...while the Animals consisted of the Jaguar, Cheetah, and Panther. Basically, both races are supposed to be at war with each other, where waterbombs will be thrown at each other. and the race with the highest point will win.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, each clan had their own cheer and flag. Furthermore, we get points from stealing each others flags and also from activities that we do. Just to name the activities that were carried out...there was kayaking, raft building, land nav, abseiling, flying-fox, high-e, and rock climbing. And on the 5th day of the camp, which is also the second last day, there was a war between the Animals and the Humans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I thought the "war" was taken too seriously. I mean it should be a friendly "war"...afterall we're a cohort. I kinda felt abit of tension between the two races...or perhaps I'm just being overly sensitive. But if that was really the case, then I don't really see the point in winning the war at all. In the end, there was a draw. -.-'''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frankly speaking, I thought this camp was pretty disorgansied, and I don't intend to talk about the details. But I enjoyed kayaking most. It was really fun...although there was jellyfish in the sea =X. When we stepped on the mud...the mud got to our waist level. Yea...it was dirty...especially for kayaking, raft building, and land nav...the mud got to waist level. Well, we had one dish with rice to fill our stomachs for meals initially...thankfully it got better subsequently. I guess i should have stocked up rations at Yong Peng. On the first 2 nights, we camped in tents whereas on the last 3 nights we got to sleep in bunks. Oh yea, we cooked our own dinner on the 2nd night of the camp. Pretty interesting. Shifting to the bunks was a huge relief actually, because when it rained at the tents camp site...it gets real muddy and soily. And the soil looks like teh tarik. I guess the only consolation at that campsite was the ice-cream man. Haha. Although the bunks were much cleaner, there's this perpetual stench of dung in that area. It was quite gross la. Then, there was this instructor who carried two parangs with him, and he was known as Buffy, because he's buff. Yea...lol, I heard he was also known as Para Para Sakura as well. On the bright sight, we had proper toilets and a dining hall...so yea...I shouldn't complain much...although I think I already am. I was so happy when I boarded the bus on the last day. HAHA! Not forgetting...THE BEST IS YET TO BE!~ Well, when we got back to school, we bumped into Demon Yap and he said, "You guys still not dead arh??" Bummer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The camp wasn't entirely bad with my friends around...well...we did Barney Diva...something like...Barney is a dinosaur (Yes!~...a dinosaur!~). And we were talking about the song Fergalicious, how Fergie actually happen to forget her lyrics at the "Fergilicious def~ Fergilicious def~ Fergilicious def~" part. LOL. Not forgetting "jang-mang-gang-ring-a-ling-a-dong" Erm, we were attempting to speak Viet. What's more I managed to get to know Mr Koh and Miss Alice Tan more...and Miss Alice Tan's really friendly, what's more...she's nice to talk to. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess it'd be quite sad to say that I haven't learnt anything from the camp. Through this, I've learnt to appreciate the many things around me, and not to take them for granted. What's more, I've come to realise that I'm actually quite a spoilt brat and that home is and will always be THE BEST. Mark my words. Most importantly, without my friends, I wouldn't have been able to survive this 6 days, and this camp has really taught me how to appreciate them. Well, I was quite relieved when I left the place...thankfully my friends were around to help me pull through this camp. And the only thing which kept me positive was the counting down to the last day of the camp (Ok...that didn't really make sense).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel really tired...but hey...I'm looking forward to tomorrow...cos I'm gonna indulge in myself. Haha...sushi buffet....fish n co...hmm... *drools* &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9134876659241893861-5452641458855495463?l=417705bpm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134876659241893861/posts/default/5452641458855495463'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134876659241893861/posts/default/5452641458855495463'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://417705bpm.blogspot.com/2007/01/home-sweet-home.html' title=''/><author><name>...but words will never hurt me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04233381498791573335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i139.photobucket.com/albums/q290/darquefurbs/DSCF0155.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9134876659241893861.post-6717779217606591556</id><published>2007-01-10T22:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-29T22:02:19.152+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;I've got two arms...one's as good as gone...the other one's not motivated to work. How?? Somehow I think there's a misconception somewhere. But, I mean it's irresponsible not to carry out your duties...and when things are not done...you cry father cry mother just because I come after you. What am I supposed to do then?? If you're unsure about stuff...please ask. And also please try to understand where I'm coming from...don't make it seem like I'm making things difficult for you on purpose. Stop giving me that dirty look. You're making it seem like you're the only one working when everyone else is slacking off. Even if the other half isn't working...it doesn't really give you the prerogative to slack off as well. You know, when instructions are given just do it, don't complain to me...besides I'm just the messenger boy. Most importantly, NEVER say "I don't care"...it's super irresponsible...don't complain about your duties. It's your job...if you can't take the heat - quit. Perhaps...the productivity would increase if the whining goes down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a call from Dr Lee...I thought he was gonna tell me about recruitment...but I was wrong. He told me to take care and have fun during the trip...and I guess that made my day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Few more hours before I'm out of Singapore. Take care my friends...I'll miss you guys...and wait for me to blog about LDP. Heh. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm waiting for my supper... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9134876659241893861-6717779217606591556?l=417705bpm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134876659241893861/posts/default/6717779217606591556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134876659241893861/posts/default/6717779217606591556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://417705bpm.blogspot.com/2007/01/two-arms-are-as-good-as-none.html' title=''/><author><name>...but words will never hurt me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04233381498791573335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i139.photobucket.com/albums/q290/darquefurbs/DSCF0155.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9134876659241893861.post-4254826439133765632</id><published>2007-01-09T22:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-29T22:01:02.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;I guess everyone knows the story about the boy who cried wolf. Well...I've no idea why this is happening, and we can definitely do away with this big problem. You know I feel that this is really redundant. But...don't u think it's hypocritical to make empty promises. Don't say things if u don't intend to live up to them. It doesn't reflect very well on you. Perhaps, you don't really care...do you??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a different note, I got an sms from Pei Shi few hours ago...something which goes along the lines of &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;"count your blessings, treasure everything"&lt;/span&gt;. It's so true, and I guess that really served as a reminder to appreciate my family and friends around mr, supporting me, helping me to pull through the many obstacles that I encounter in my life. You know you might think this is really ridiculous...but I guess we often forget to express our gratitude to the people around us, especially those who are constantly always there for us, just because we're too caught up with work and stuff in this fast-paced society that we're growing up in. And perhaps, when we wanna express our gratitude...it could be too late..............well...that's reality for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh...I'm feeling a little apprehensive about the LDP the day after tomorrow. Let's hope that it'll be a good one. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9134876659241893861-4254826439133765632?l=417705bpm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134876659241893861/posts/default/4254826439133765632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134876659241893861/posts/default/4254826439133765632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://417705bpm.blogspot.com/2007/01/count-your-blessings-treasure.html' title=''/><author><name>...but words will never hurt me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04233381498791573335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i139.photobucket.com/albums/q290/darquefurbs/DSCF0155.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9134876659241893861.post-8356686788663383461</id><published>2007-01-08T22:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-29T21:59:57.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Hey guys!! To begin with, I'd like to thank the people who listened to me whine the past few days..&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,255)"&gt;Darrel, Kris&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,255)"&gt;Bel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;...and also to those who were concerned about me...&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,102,255)"&gt;Pei Shi, Eve, Jasmine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Frankly speaking, I wasn't entirely down...it was just frustration I guess...especially when the stress builds up...I kinda get temperamental, and the moodswing sets in...so yea. Anyhow, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,255)"&gt;thank you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; to these people once again. Here's a song which pretty much describes how I felt...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="COLOR: rgb(51,204,0); TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;span class="header2"&gt;Basket Case&lt;/span&gt; - Greenday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you have the time to listen to me whine&lt;br /&gt;About nothing and everything all at once&lt;br /&gt;I am one of those&lt;br /&gt;Melodramatic fools&lt;br /&gt;Neurotic to the bone&lt;br /&gt;No doubt about it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,204,0)"&gt;Sometimes I give myself the creeps&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,204,0)"&gt;Sometimes my mind plays tricks on me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,204,0)"&gt;It all keeps adding up &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,204,0)"&gt;I think I'm cracking up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,204,0)"&gt;Am I just paranoid? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,204,0)"&gt;I'm just stoned&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,204,0)"&gt;I went to a shrink &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,204,0)"&gt;To analyze my dreams &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,204,0)"&gt;She says it's lack of sex that's bringing me down &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,204,0)"&gt;I went to a whore &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,204,0)"&gt;He said my life's a bore &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,204,0)"&gt;And quit my whining cause it's bringing her down &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,204,0)"&gt;Grasping to control&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,204,0)"&gt;So you better hold on&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a separate note...there's something which is getting increasingly annoying. It's like sometimes your friend knows that you don't like something in particular...and he keeps doing it...well it puts others off...that's for sure...what's more, stop being so self-righteous...it's disgusting...seriously...just&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(204,0,0)"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;stop it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! And stop being ignorant to the fact that we aren't really happy about it...cause we seriously aren't. What's up with this Mr Nice Guy thing?? Please don't be a politician...it's like the &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,102,51)"&gt;epitome of grossness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,102,51)"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I should digress...so...school's still fine...not busy just as yet..heh. Almost done with packing for LDP, prepared to leave on Thursday....I'm feeling real sleepy tonight...BAH!!~~ Nites people... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9134876659241893861-8356686788663383461?l=417705bpm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134876659241893861/posts/default/8356686788663383461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134876659241893861/posts/default/8356686788663383461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://417705bpm.blogspot.com/2007/01/good-riddance.html' title=''/><author><name>...but words will never hurt me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04233381498791573335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i139.photobucket.com/albums/q290/darquefurbs/DSCF0155.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9134876659241893861.post-5613410679856842890</id><published>2007-01-07T21:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-29T21:58:40.702+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="std_font"&gt;Sum 41&lt;br /&gt;Over My Head (Better Off Dead)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What happened to you&lt;br /&gt;You've played the victim for so long now in this game&lt;br /&gt;What I thought was true&lt;br /&gt;Is made of fiction and I'm following the same&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But if I try to make sense of this mess I'm in&lt;br /&gt;I'm not sure where I should begin&lt;br /&gt;I'm fallin'&lt;br /&gt;I'm fallin'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Chorus:]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm in over my head&lt;br /&gt;with something I said&lt;br /&gt;Completely misread&lt;br /&gt;I'm better off dead&lt;br /&gt;And now I can see&lt;br /&gt;How fake you can be&lt;br /&gt;This hypocrisy is beginning to get to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's none of my concern&lt;br /&gt;Don't look to me because I don't believe in fame&lt;br /&gt;I guess you never heard&lt;br /&gt;I've met our makers they don't even know your name&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But if I had to say goodbye to leave this hell&lt;br /&gt;I'd say my time has served me well&lt;br /&gt;I'm fallin'&lt;br /&gt;I'm fallin'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Chorus]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This came long before&lt;br /&gt;Those who suffer more&lt;br /&gt;I'm too awake for this to be a nightmare&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's with my disgrace&lt;br /&gt;I lost the human race&lt;br /&gt;No one plans for it to blow up in their face&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who said it was easy to put back all these pieces&lt;br /&gt;Who said it was so easy to put back all of these pieces&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[Chorus]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over my head&lt;br /&gt;Better off dead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over my head&lt;br /&gt;Better off dead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9134876659241893861-5613410679856842890?l=417705bpm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134876659241893861/posts/default/5613410679856842890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134876659241893861/posts/default/5613410679856842890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://417705bpm.blogspot.com/2007/01/over-my-head-better-off-dead.html' title=''/><author><name>...but words will never hurt me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04233381498791573335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i139.photobucket.com/albums/q290/darquefurbs/DSCF0155.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9134876659241893861.post-9148185849470411426</id><published>2007-01-06T23:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-29T21:57:36.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Some people are just too demanding and difficult to please. I don't see the point in being so obstinate and wanting things to be done in a particular way. It really puts people off....A LOT!! You know...it really gets on my nerves. But I guess...I can't do much either. I shall hold my peace since it's all over...for now...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile here's a pretty good song with nice lyrics...well I like the lyrics for the chorus particularly...so enjoy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;五月天 - 天使&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;曲:怪兽 词:阿信&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你就是我的天使 保护著我的天使 从此我再没有忧伤&lt;br /&gt;你就是我的天使 给我快乐的天使 甚至我学会了飞翔&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;飞过人间的无常 才懂爱才是宝藏&lt;br /&gt;不管世界变得怎么样 只要有你就会是天堂&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;像孩子依赖著肩膀 像眼泪依赖著脸庞&lt;br /&gt;你就像天使一样 给我依赖 给我力量&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;像诗人依赖著月亮 像海豚依赖海洋&lt;br /&gt;你是天使 你是天使&lt;br /&gt;你是我最初和最后的天堂&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/9134876659241893861-9148185849470411426?l=417705bpm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134876659241893861/posts/default/9148185849470411426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134876659241893861/posts/default/9148185849470411426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://417705bpm.blogspot.com/2007/01/frustration.html' title=''/><author><name>...but words will never hurt me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04233381498791573335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i139.photobucket.com/albums/q290/darquefurbs/DSCF0155.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9134876659241893861.post-5097396057682366723</id><published>2007-01-06T00:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-29T21:56:58.492+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;What's the point of being so insistent??...Huh...what??...just tell me. I really don't understand. We'll just see how it goes tomorrow. Don't expect too much. The higher the expectation, the greater the disappointment. Well, all I can say is to prepare yourself mentally...and keep your fingers cross if you want to. Is there really no other way?? Everything is just building up inside me. This is such a pain...sometimes I really wonder when this will come to an end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, on a separate note, me, Zhong, Ted, Yibin, Abraham, and Ronald managed to catch up with eBong today. First time seeing her in school ever since school reopened...and she gave us &lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)"&gt;blood sucker lollipops&lt;/span&gt;. Very nice...heh. &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,255);font-size:180%;" &gt;Thank you!~&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/9134876659241893861-5097396057682366723?l=417705bpm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134876659241893861/posts/default/5097396057682366723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134876659241893861/posts/default/5097396057682366723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://417705bpm.blogspot.com/2007/01/argh.html' title=''/><author><name>...but words will never hurt me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04233381498791573335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i139.photobucket.com/albums/q290/darquefurbs/DSCF0155.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9134876659241893861.post-736730923123318031</id><published>2007-01-04T21:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-29T21:56:22.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;I'm so sick and tired of this. Things do not turn out the way it's expected to be...I know that's life...but then again...it's so frustrating...don't you think so? Sigh. I don't really see the point in going through all this crap at all. Do you??? Sometimes, I really don't know what's happening to me...I was just leaning on a pillar...spacing out until Dwayne asked me whether I'm fine...only then did I realise that I'm not. I guess there are just too many things going on up there. I just hope things will run smoothly after some fine-tuning...hopefully hopefully. Well...enough said. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9134876659241893861-736730923123318031?l=417705bpm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134876659241893861/posts/default/736730923123318031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134876659241893861/posts/default/736730923123318031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://417705bpm.blogspot.com/2007/01/sick-and-tired.html' title=''/><author><name>...but words will never hurt me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04233381498791573335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i139.photobucket.com/albums/q290/darquefurbs/DSCF0155.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9134876659241893861.post-4523510757517596467</id><published>2007-01-03T23:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-29T21:56:01.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Aye...first day of school. Met couple of teachers already. Quite disappointed. But...I guess i shouldn't condemn my new teachers just as yet. Mdm Lin Hui isn't teaching my class, although I really hoped that she would be my HCL teach...BLEAH...UGH!!!!! AND MS CHRISTINA KWEK..haha...I guess I'm quite used to her teaching methods la...since Sec 1...yea and I guess it's also kinda for the record...imagine seeing a teacher for 4 years....hmm...BUMMER!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Ginza with Puaybs, Mel, Mx, and Kris after school. Had lunner...then went home. The bus was packed la...haha well...it's the peak hour...so I guess I shouldn't complain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got home...STRESS!!! Just finish final draft for EOS at 11...bleagh. Yea....guess I should have finished it during the hols...but who'd have anyway?? And there's Sec 1 Orientation on Sat...STRESS STRESS STRESS STRESS...I hope everything runs smoothly...(crosses finger)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peishi's still doing work...jia you!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9134876659241893861-4523510757517596467?l=417705bpm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134876659241893861/posts/default/4523510757517596467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134876659241893861/posts/default/4523510757517596467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://417705bpm.blogspot.com/2007/01/back-2-school.html' title=''/><author><name>...but words will never hurt me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04233381498791573335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i139.photobucket.com/albums/q290/darquefurbs/DSCF0155.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9134876659241893861.post-1141572255237388721</id><published>2007-01-02T22:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-29T21:55:25.548+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Ok...I'll be in school in less than 12 hours. Not that it's entirely a bad thing...but my schedule is gonna be hectic. It's gonne be like...school...band...school...band. In other words, I don't really have a life. It's not like I had one in the first place. On the other hand, I guess I had my fair share of fun as well, and no matter how much I dread 3rd January...the day will still come. I guess we can't do much about it huh. Don't dread too much about it Ah Sa, school will be fun...trust me (enjoy whining to friends)&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,204,0);font-size:130%;" &gt; +++ BE POSITIVE +++&lt;/span&gt; ;) I doubt I'll have much time to blog when school reopens. Enjoy school tomorrow people and have fun catching up with friends!!~ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9134876659241893861-1141572255237388721?l=417705bpm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134876659241893861/posts/default/1141572255237388721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134876659241893861/posts/default/1141572255237388721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://417705bpm.blogspot.com/2007/01/vicious-cycle.html' title=''/><author><name>...but words will never hurt me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04233381498791573335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i139.photobucket.com/albums/q290/darquefurbs/DSCF0155.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9134876659241893861.post-4194573452719951609</id><published>2007-01-01T22:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-29T21:54:55.289+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Hi people. Thanks for all the New Year greetings. Anyway, this sux big time. I fell sick on Saturday night, and I'm still sick now. Sick on the first day of the 2007. You gotta be kidding me man! Well, I guess it's also a good thing la. I shall rejuvenate myself before I go back to school...hopefully I'll be energised on the first day of school. What's more, I get to drink Honey Lemon...mmm...Tomorrow's the last day of holiday...UGH!! Take care people...I should recover by tomorrow...hopefully. And, enjoy what's left of the holidays...seeya ;) &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9134876659241893861-4194573452719951609?l=417705bpm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134876659241893861/posts/default/4194573452719951609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134876659241893861/posts/default/4194573452719951609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://417705bpm.blogspot.com/2007/01/saturday-night-fever.html' title=''/><author><name>...but words will never hurt me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04233381498791573335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i139.photobucket.com/albums/q290/darquefurbs/DSCF0155.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9134876659241893861.post-6533357451489931261</id><published>2007-01-01T00:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-29T21:54:13.172+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span id="RemainvidDescPjncmQtsr9k" style="DISPLAY: inline;font-size:130%;" &gt;第一天 : Stefanie Sun, F.I.R, Mayday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;下过雨的 夏天傍晚, 我都会期待&lt;br /&gt;唱歌的蝉 嘿, 把星星都吵醒&lt;br /&gt;月光晒了很凉快&lt;br /&gt;就是这样回忆起来, 第一次告白(初次告白)&lt;br /&gt;尴尬的我 看, 爱装得很哲学的你其实, 很可爱&lt;br /&gt;你说活在明天活在期待, 不如活得今天很自在&lt;br /&gt;我说我懂了会不会太快, 未来第一天要展开&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;第一天我存在, 第一次呼吸畅快&lt;br /&gt;站在地上的脚踝, 因为你而有真实感&lt;br /&gt;第一天我存在, 第一次能飞起来&lt;br /&gt;爱是腾空的魔幻, 第一天的纯真色彩&lt;br /&gt;它总是永远那么灿烂&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你很搞笑你很奇怪, 你头发很乱&lt;br /&gt;有的时候 你, 又突然为我的事情&lt;br /&gt;变得很勇敢&lt;br /&gt;这么说来很不单纯, 你陪我看海&lt;br /&gt;海那麼蓝, 我又好像&lt;br /&gt;不应该把你想得有点坏&lt;br /&gt;坏的是我发现不知不觉, 不见到你不是很习惯&lt;br /&gt;你的眼神里好像也期待, 期待不一样的未来&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;蓝色的海, 海上的云&lt;br /&gt;云的那端, 不转弯&lt;br /&gt;到未来&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;你说活在明天活在期待, 不如活在今天很自在&lt;br /&gt;我说我懂了会不会太快, 未来你一定要展开&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;永远那么灿烂, 永远那么灿烂&lt;br /&gt;FIRST DAY FIRST DAY&lt;br /&gt;TODAY EVERY DAY FIRST DAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9134876659241893861-6533357451489931261?l=417705bpm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134876659241893861/posts/default/6533357451489931261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134876659241893861/posts/default/6533357451489931261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://417705bpm.blogspot.com/2007/01/first-day.html' title=''/><author><name>...but words will never hurt me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04233381498791573335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i139.photobucket.com/albums/q290/darquefurbs/DSCF0155.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9134876659241893861.post-5853141745375230593</id><published>2006-12-31T21:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-29T21:53:38.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Heyas&lt;/span&gt;...I think I'm gonna fall sick soon...my throat's feeling sore. Anyway, just got back from dinner at Holland V with my family. Before I begin summing up the entire 2006, I'd like to thank Kristen for the Christmas card. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Lol&lt;/span&gt;, yea...I kinda forgot to thank her in the previous post...so yea. &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,255);font-size:180%;" &gt;THANKS!! &lt;/span&gt;By the way, I liked the p/s...heh...WL has good taste la. That's all I can say. Ok...ok...I shall stop being egotistical. =)))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I was just talking to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Zhong&lt;/span&gt; earlier this afternoon, and it seems like I've finally come to terms with school reopening. I guess school can be quite exciting as well...I guess I'm kinda geared up for 2007. So...&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,255);font-size:180%;" &gt;BRING IT ON!!!~~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay...so 2006 has been awesome for me...although it wasn't a pretty smooth ride academically, but &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;I'm&lt;/span&gt; happy to say that my social circle has widen. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Woots&lt;/span&gt;!!!~...Got to know some of my friends even more, what's more...I've made many new friends, who are seriously a blessing to me. I'm overwhelmed with gratitude, and I'm very thankful to have met them all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2006 was busy busy busy...tons of work, assignments, "drama" in class/band, bitching, gossiping, and what not. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Chiong&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;ing&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;pia&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;ing&lt;/span&gt; for exams, terms, assignments, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;OPs&lt;/span&gt;...well but I guess it's all good. =)...If not for my classmates and friends, I wouldn't have survived 2006.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can vaguely remember &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;OEP&lt;/span&gt; on the 2&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;nd&lt;/span&gt; week of the first term. Yea...the trip to Kunming &amp; Guiyang...celebrating Ted's birthday over there. Meeting earlier at the airport just to get a taste of Starbucks Coffee...mmm....all the memories...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;AIMF&lt;/span&gt; in Sydney in June...and I got to perform in the Sydney Opera House...how cool is that?? It was a wonderful experience for me. Sydney Trip was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;fantabulous&lt;/span&gt;...what's more we got a &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(204,153,51)"&gt;GOLD!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;That place is gonna bring back lots of memories for me. If only we could turn back time...and if only I got to know the people from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;ACJC&lt;/span&gt; earlier...if only...if only&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;TKWO&lt;/span&gt; Workshop came along during the September holidays, that's when I got to know the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;ACJC&lt;/span&gt; guys...simply COOL peeps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Year end holidays - First there was NCO Camp...yea...I came back tanned. What's new anyways??? And, I remember &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;swopping&lt;/span&gt; maces during the POP with Pei &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Shi&lt;/span&gt;...HAHAHA...yala and I got &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;suaned&lt;/span&gt; after that. =.= After POP, I treated Darrel and a few other &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;ACJC&lt;/span&gt; peeps who came over to Ice &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Kacang&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;ko&lt;/span&gt;-song at Adam Road Food Centre. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;. (I still remember owing &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Da&lt;/span&gt; the dessert from last year) NCO Camp was a blast!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, there were the many &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;mahjong&lt;/span&gt; sessions at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Zhi&lt;/span&gt; Wen's, and the helping out with tune-in gifts for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;ACJC&lt;/span&gt;, at Starbucks Holland V, to making friendship bands at Beauty World Macs...and back to making tune-in gifts at Sam's house. I remembered &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Zhi&lt;/span&gt; Wen and I rushing back home to catch &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;ANTM&lt;/span&gt; Season Finale...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;HAHA&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there was &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;prepartion&lt;/span&gt; for Lights, Camera, Action. I guess that's when I began getting closer to the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;ACJC&lt;/span&gt; peeps. Going out with Kris and Ah &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Sa&lt;/span&gt; after band &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;pracs&lt;/span&gt; on &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Sats&lt;/span&gt; for dinner, and shopping/making concert gifts...looking forward to having practice with them during band camp...although logistics was HELL!!! Oh YES...and shopping for concert attire and the many &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;KFC&lt;/span&gt; meals, with the company of two wonderful ladies....Kris and Ah &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Sa&lt;/span&gt;.....&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,255)"&gt;THANK YOU THANK YOU!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; 30&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_39" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; Nov, and 1st Dec came...incredible concert we had. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,255)"&gt;CHEERS!!~~ (And also big THANK YOU to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_40" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Nabi&lt;/span&gt;, Kris, Bel, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_41" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Jas&lt;/span&gt;, Mel, Ah &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_42" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Sa&lt;/span&gt;, for the concert gifts)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Following which, there was a one week break...and I caught Happy Feet with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_43" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Jas&lt;/span&gt;, Bel, and Ah &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_44" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Sa&lt;/span&gt;. Ah &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_45" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Sa&lt;/span&gt; was hitting me throughout the entire movie, and we shared &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_46" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Gelatissimo&lt;/span&gt; *drools* Tsk...Lol...Then we went to Bel's house for &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_47" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;mahjong&lt;/span&gt; and papaya-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_48" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;ing&lt;/span&gt; (&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_49" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Da's&lt;/span&gt; fabulous recipe of papaya with milk, ice cream, and banana, sounds like a detox recipe to me..hmm...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_50" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Sentosa&lt;/span&gt; outing came...it was so fun. Although I felt pretty awkward initially. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_51" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_52" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Weiting&lt;/span&gt; and I decided to get lost in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_53" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Vivo&lt;/span&gt;, by then I was officially &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_54" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Weiting's&lt;/span&gt; maid, Maria........................&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_55" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Sharapova&lt;/span&gt; (I added the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_56" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Sharapova&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_57" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;ahah&lt;/span&gt;). We were walking around in Giant...and we decided to split the packet of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_58" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;vitagen between the both of us&lt;/span&gt;. And &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_59" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Bec&lt;/span&gt; was trying to locate us...hmm...Wats &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_60" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Ons&lt;/span&gt;. Well, she eventually did la...with Sam. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_61" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;. I got &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_62" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;suaned&lt;/span&gt; quite &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_63" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;abit&lt;/span&gt; when I arrived at Siloso Beach by the J2s...but hey...it's all in the name of fun, laughter, peace and joy! Then, everyone was mobilised to search for Ken &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_64" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Koh's&lt;/span&gt; shirt at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_65" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Siloso&lt;/span&gt; Beach, which was supposedly buried in the sand. Well, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_66" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Eunarco&lt;/span&gt; found it..&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_67" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;YAY&lt;/span&gt;!! But I think we kinda destroyed the beach. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_68" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Hah&lt;/span&gt;! We shifted to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_69" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Palawan&lt;/span&gt; Beach, and we played Captain's Ball along the shore. Then there were this huge floats at the end of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_70" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Palawan&lt;/span&gt; Beach, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_71" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Zhen&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_72" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Rong&lt;/span&gt; and I decided to sneak in...well we managed to and even climbed up the huge float. We left &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_73" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Sentosa&lt;/span&gt; for dinner at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_74" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Vivo&lt;/span&gt;...then we headed down to &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_75" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Dhoby&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_76" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Ghaut&lt;/span&gt; for pool. The place was rather sleazy...but who cares...we had fun. The night ended with supper, and later me, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_77" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Nabi&lt;/span&gt;, Bel, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_78" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Weiting&lt;/span&gt; were trying to hail a cab at 12. We got &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_79" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;SOOO&lt;/span&gt; high...we wanted to cartwheel across the road. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_80" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_81" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Hmm&lt;/span&gt;...let's see now...ooh yes and a few days after the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_82" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Sentosa&lt;/span&gt; outing...some of the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_83" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;ACJC&lt;/span&gt; peeps came over to my house. We bowled, and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_84" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Da&lt;/span&gt; is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_85" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;uber&lt;/span&gt; pro...I remember competing with Sam trying to get out of the zero streak...Haha..we lunched at Macs...and we played fuzzy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_86" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;wuzzy&lt;/span&gt;, and light reflects. They came over to my house for pool after lunch, then we played I Never in my room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jasmine's birthday came. And we got her &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_87" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Torto&lt;/span&gt;...the ginormous &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_88" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;cuddalicious&lt;/span&gt; huge tortoise, which was bought in Mini &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_89" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Toons&lt;/span&gt;. Hope she liked it ;). &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_90" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Haha&lt;/span&gt;. Well, I learnt how to ice-skate on that day...thanks to my ice-skating &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_91" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;shifus&lt;/span&gt; - Kris and Bel. &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,255);font-size:180%;" &gt;THANKS!!&lt;/span&gt; We had lunch at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_92" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;KFC&lt;/span&gt; in &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_93" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Clementi&lt;/span&gt;...then we went over to the birthday girl's house. Following which, they came over to my house for tennis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_94" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Bandfest&lt;/span&gt; period came...and I decided to meet &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_95" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Jas&lt;/span&gt;, Mel, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_96" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Shuhuey&lt;/span&gt;, Kris, and Bel at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_97" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Jurong&lt;/span&gt; Point for dinner on one of the evenings, after which I went over to Bel's house..Kris and Mel were there as well...and we were just gossiping the entire night away. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_98" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Oooh&lt;/span&gt; by the way...Coco (Bel's dog) is &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_99" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;uber&lt;/span&gt; cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_100" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Hmm&lt;/span&gt;...as the holidays seem to come to an end. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_101" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;ACJC&lt;/span&gt; Band Chalet came along. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_102" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;YAY&lt;/span&gt;!!~~ That's on the previous post, by the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_103" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;Wowee&lt;/span&gt;...what a blast huh!? Well...as the saying goes...&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_104" onclick="BLOG_clickHandler(this)"&gt;all's&lt;/span&gt; well that ends well. 2006 could not be awesome without all my friends out there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,255);font-size:180%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;THANK YOU ALL!! HAVE A HAPPY AND BLESSED NEW YEAR&lt;br /&gt;2007 HERE WE COME!!!~ &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/9134876659241893861-5853141745375230593?l=417705bpm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134876659241893861/posts/default/5853141745375230593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134876659241893861/posts/default/5853141745375230593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://417705bpm.blogspot.com/2006/12/alls-well-that-ends-well.html' title=''/><author><name>...but words will never hurt me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04233381498791573335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i139.photobucket.com/albums/q290/darquefurbs/DSCF0155.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9134876659241893861.post-5063741903495814127</id><published>2006-12-29T22:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-29T21:52:50.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Hmm...this should be a rather interesting post with an amalgamation of many feelings and emotions. (Don't ask me why I'm using big words please...I just felt like using it. So please excuse me.)&lt;span class="me"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;span class="me" style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;es·cap·ism&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="pronset" style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;span class="show_ipapr" style="DISPLAY: none"&gt;&lt;span class="prondelim"&gt;/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="pron"&gt;ɪˈskeɪ&lt;img class="luna-Img" alt="" src="http://cache.lexico.com/dictionary/graphics/luna/thinsp.png" border="0" /&gt;pɪz&lt;img class="luna-Img" alt="" src="http://cache.lexico.com/dictionary/graphics/luna/thinsp.png" border="0" /&gt;əm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="prondelim"&gt;/&lt;/span&gt; &lt;a class="pronlink" onmouseover="status='Click for pronunciation key';return true;" title="Click for pronunciation key" onclick="pk = window.open('/help/luna/IPA_pron_key.html', 'PronunciationKey','height=700,width=560,left=0,top=0,resizable,scrollbars');if(pk){pk.focus();}" onmouseout="status='';return true;"&gt;Pronunciation Key&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="pron_toggle" style="DISPLAY: inline"&gt;&lt;span class="prondelim"&gt; - &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a class="pronlink" onmouseover="status='Click to toggle pronunciation';return true;" title="Click to show spelled pronunciation" onclick="javascript:show_sp()" onmouseout="status='';return true;"&gt;Show Spelled Pronunciation&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="show_spellpr" style="DISPLAY: inline"&gt;&lt;span class="prondelim"&gt;[&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="pron"&gt;i-skey-piz-&lt;i&gt;uh&lt;/i&gt;&lt;img class="luna-Img" alt="" src="http://cache.lexico.com/dictionary/graphics/luna/thinsp.png" border="0" /&gt;m&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="prondelim"&gt;]&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="pronset" style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;span class="show_spellpr" style="DISPLAY: inline"&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="pg" style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt; noun &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="pg" style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold"&gt;the avoidance of reality by absorption of the mind in entertainment or in an imaginative situation, activity, etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh!...I'm actually feeling very uneasy about certain stuff now...anyway...here goes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well...the past two days were a blast for me. It was just fun, fun...and more fun. Well, eventually I decided to go for the ACJC Band chalet, after some "drama". And I met Da, Puaybs, Bi Ze, and some of the IB Band people at Buona Vista MRT Station at 2 pm, then we headed down to Pasir Ris MRT to meet the other fellas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we got to the chalet, we began mahjong-ing...YEAH!!! LOL...the others were playing bridge, and some were playing sardine. It was raining non-stop, but nonetheless it didn't stop us from having the BBQ, nor did it dampen our spirits. Frankly speaking, I didn't really eat much during the BBQ. Probably I wasn't really hungry. Although we were out of the rain...many of us still got wet. Haha...well it was quite fun getting dunked into the swimming pool actually. And many of us thought Evelyn really cried when she got dunked, apparently it was just an act...LOL...YES. Anyways, she got dunked a second time...and she really deserved it...HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, Bel, Kris and I decided to walk to Downtown East, and I've got Sam to thank for lending me his slippers. LOL. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,255)"&gt;THANKS!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Well, our convo during the stroll was undeniably quite scary. Nonetheless...I think the 3 of us do get along quite well, and SHOULD become Bitch Buddies. LOL...Thanks to my negative influence...(or so the both of them said) =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we were back at the chalet...me, Da, Ah Sa, Bel and Kris were getting entertained by Joel's jokes (the equivalent of breathing gym...HAHA!!) Joel is seriously damn cool and funny. LOL, we laughed till our stomach and jaws began to hurt. It was seriously painful...but seriously speaking, we couldn't really help but laugh at his jokes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Much later, Joel told us something which really did freak me out. And the entire group of us decided to come together and pray. I was actually still quite freaked out, but Joel's two words reassured me a lot - &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0);font-size:130%;" &gt;Have faith&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,255);font-size:180%;" &gt;(Thanks, Joel...it really did help) =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a much lighter note, we had 5 people on a bed. LOL, and there was me, Kris, Bi Ze, Bel, and Nabi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day (29th Dec) , we walked to Downtown East at 7 in the morning to have breakfast at Macs. After breakfast, a few of us decided to have a game of tennis, and we lost 1 of Da's tennis balls. LOL =X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me, Nabi, Kris, Jas, and Bel went to Escape after the tennis game, and we had tons of fun go-carting, and also on the other rides...like the Wall's Revolution, Viking, Log Ride, Rainbow, Red Baron...etc&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sad to say, I felt quite emotional about the second half of the second day, even when I'm typing this now, I do still feel quite emotional. Me, Jas, Kris and Bel bought cup noodles for lunch and had Pokka Honey Lemon Green Tea as well. Although, it was a simple lunch, I'd say it was definitely a very meaningful one. It was really quite sad as it seemed like the last time we're gonna have lunch together this year. After lunch, me, Jas, Kris, and Bel went to the beach to have a chat...actually it's gossip and bitch...HAHA, and the breeze was just great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time flies especially when you're enjoying it, and all good things come to an end. Me, Bel, Nabi, Jas, and Bi Ze decided to leave at 6 pm. It was a pretty emotional moment for me as I was packing up, and the reality has just hit me that the holidays are coming to an end...and school is reopening. I guess I'll really miss the times spent with the ACJC Band during this year-end holidays. And I am really thankful for the invitation to the ACJC Band Chalet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,255);font-size:180%;" &gt;THANKS GUYS...I'LL MISS YOU ALL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well...after talking to Bel over MSN...I feel less uneasy and am pretty much better now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,255);font-size:180%;" &gt;Thanks Bel!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="FONT-STYLE: italic; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;Psalms 91&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="FONT-STYLE: italic; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;sup id="en-TNIV-15400"&gt;1&lt;/sup&gt; Whoever dwells in the shelter of the Most High&lt;br /&gt;will rest in the shadow of the Almighty. &lt;sup&gt;&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="FONT-STYLE: italic; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;sup id="en-TNIV-15401"&gt;2&lt;/sup&gt; They say of the LORD, "He is my refuge and my fortress,&lt;br /&gt;my God, in whom I trust." &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="FONT-STYLE: italic; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;sup id="en-TNIV-15402"&gt;3&lt;/sup&gt; Surely he will save you&lt;br /&gt;from the fowler's snare&lt;br /&gt;and from the deadly pestilence. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="FONT-STYLE: italic; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;sup id="en-TNIV-15403"&gt;4&lt;/sup&gt; He will cover you with his feathers,&lt;br /&gt;and under his wings you will find refuge;&lt;br /&gt;his faithfulness will be your shield and rampart. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="FONT-STYLE: italic; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;sup id="en-TNIV-15404"&gt;5&lt;/sup&gt; You will not fear the terror of night,&lt;br /&gt;nor the arrow that flies by day, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="FONT-STYLE: italic; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;sup id="en-TNIV-15405"&gt;6&lt;/sup&gt; nor the pestilence that stalks in the darkness,&lt;br /&gt;nor the plague that destroys at midday. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="FONT-STYLE: italic; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;sup id="en-TNIV-15406"&gt;7&lt;/sup&gt; A thousand may fall at your side,&lt;br /&gt;ten thousand at your right hand,&lt;br /&gt;but it will not come near you. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="FONT-STYLE: italic; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;sup id="en-TNIV-15407"&gt;8&lt;/sup&gt; You will only observe with your eyes&lt;br /&gt;and see the punishment of the wicked. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="FONT-STYLE: italic; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;sup id="en-TNIV-15408"&gt;9&lt;/sup&gt; If you say, "The LORD is my refuge,"&lt;br /&gt;and you make the Most High your dwelling, &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="FONT-STYLE: italic; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;sup id="en-TNIV-15409"&gt;10&lt;/sup&gt; no harm will overtake you,&lt;br /&gt;no disaster will come near your tent. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="FONT-STYLE: italic; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;sup id="en-TNIV-15410"&gt;11&lt;/sup&gt; For he will command his angels concerning you&lt;br /&gt;to guard you in all your ways; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="FONT-STYLE: italic; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;sup id="en-TNIV-15411"&gt;12&lt;/sup&gt; they will lift you up in their hands,&lt;br /&gt;so that you will not strike your foot against a stone. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="FONT-STYLE: italic; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;sup id="en-TNIV-15412"&gt;13&lt;/sup&gt; You will tread on the lion and the cobra;&lt;br /&gt;you will trample the great lion and the serpent. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="FONT-STYLE: italic; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;sup id="en-TNIV-15413"&gt;14&lt;/sup&gt; "Because they love me," says the LORD, "I will rescue them;&lt;br /&gt;I will protect them, for they acknowledge my name. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="FONT-STYLE: italic; TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;sup id="en-TNIV-15414"&gt;15&lt;/sup&gt; They will call on me, and I will answer them;&lt;br /&gt;I will be with them in trouble,&lt;br /&gt;I will deliver them and honor them. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;sup id="en-TNIV-15415" style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;16&lt;/sup&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt; With long life I will satisfy them &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;and show them my salvation."&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9134876659241893861-5063741903495814127?l=417705bpm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134876659241893861/posts/default/5063741903495814127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134876659241893861/posts/default/5063741903495814127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://417705bpm.blogspot.com/2006/12/escapism.html' title=''/><author><name>...but words will never hurt me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04233381498791573335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i139.photobucket.com/albums/q290/darquefurbs/DSCF0155.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9134876659241893861.post-4840358939070413529</id><published>2006-12-27T23:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-29T21:52:21.572+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;em·bar·rass&lt;/b&gt; (ěm-bār'əs)&lt;br /&gt;tr.v. &lt;b&gt;em·bar·rassed&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;em·bar·rass·ing&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;em·bar·rass·es&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol type="1"&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(51,51,255)font-size:130%;" &gt;To cause to feel self-conscious or ill at ease; disconcert&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;To involve in or hamper with financial difficulties.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;To hinder with obstacles or difficulties; impede.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;To complicate.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;To interfere with (a bodily function) or impede the function of (a body part). &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9134876659241893861-4840358939070413529?l=417705bpm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134876659241893861/posts/default/4840358939070413529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134876659241893861/posts/default/4840358939070413529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://417705bpm.blogspot.com/2006/12/embarrassment.html' title=''/><author><name>...but words will never hurt me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04233381498791573335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i139.photobucket.com/albums/q290/darquefurbs/DSCF0155.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9134876659241893861.post-4285981237866694242</id><published>2006-12-26T23:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-29T21:50:41.768+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A long post for a long day...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Just finished bathing!!!~~ And I beat Kris to that...actually that's nothing much to compete over. So, today has been a long long day. Indeed it has, and sadly, I woke up to the perfect weather for sleeping in. Let's hope it rains again tomorrow morning for me to sleep in. Yes...I've got nothing on in the morning tomorrow...haha...which means I can get my beauty sleep =))).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, anyway I woke up at 7 and got to KAP for breakfast with my friends. I got there at 7.30...thinking that I'd be the first to arrive. Well, I guess I thought wrong. Erne was there already. Well not long after, Bevan came along. And Ryann is supposed to be here, but guess what...when I called him, he was still in bed. =.= (nice double eyelids, right?) LOL. OKAY...Anyway, we decided not to wait for him and decided to head straight to school after breakfast. And I mentioned earlier that it was raining right??...haha...me, Bevan and Erne got trapped in KAP for 40 minutes...hoping that DJ Rama will come and save us. And guess what, he just got up when we called him...zzz...and he hasn't even got the paint, paintbrushes, and cloth yet. Contrary to popular belief, the three of us didn't really see patience as a virtue at that point of time, and decided to walk in the rain to the bus-stop to hail a cab.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so we got down to work when we reached the band room. I guess it was more difficult to start the fire than to keep the fire going - it took some time for the entire committee to get down to work. Well, we started cleaning up the entire place first before painting it...yes...we did paint... And we had 3 sleeping beauties who turned up late. All from Ex-Co somemore...tsk tsk tsk. Anyways, my RipCurl berms got stained by the paint a little bit. Ugh...sickening...and my favourite pair of xylo mallets (naked yarn mallet) broke. It was the mallets i used for SYF 2005 la...tsk. Oooh and KW said something really suggestive when we were clearing up the mess after everything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;"All you need to do is just ask, I might just consider"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: right"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,255);font-size:130%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;o.O...hmm...tsk tsk tsk. heh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After cleaning up the entire band room, me, Erne, Ryann, KW, Dwayne, Marucs, Jenn, and Daryl went to Sakae Sushi at The Heerens for sushi buffet. Trust me , it was hilarious, and we had loads of fun. The entire table was roaring with laughter...we were really having problems with finishing the food. I think we ordered too much...or perhaps...it was just me..haha...oh wells...and we were actually discussing about how to finish up all the food so that there won't be a surcharge for wasting the food...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Put food into plastic bag and da-bao home.&lt;br /&gt;2) Separate the rice from the sushi, and stuff small amounts of rice into the other empty plates&lt;br /&gt;3) Store food in mouth. Visit gents. Allow sushi to swim in toiletbowl. FLUSH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, I ended up asking Kris to come and help. In the end, she came but didn't help. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I caught Bel on a bad day. LOL =X...haha...and I made her walk all the way to The Heerens in the rain from Orchard MRT. &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,255);font-size:180%;" &gt;SORRY!!!~~~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea...we were kinda in a rush. Cos we were going for Scherzando, HCI concert at 7. We were all over the place la. Ryann made his way to Tanjong Pagar MRT on his own. Me, Kris and Bel were in Plaza Sing, and Erne wanted to come find us. Unfortunately, we left Plaza Sing when Erne arrived. Worst of all, I didn't have the tickets for the concert yet, cos Sam had all of them...and Sam's phone was dead la...like oh my nun!!! Well, we got our tickets eventually, but Sam waited for me for quite awhile. &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,255);font-size:180%;" &gt;SORRY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,255);font-size:180%;" &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, at least the concert didn't start without us. I'll leave the concert details out, but it was nice to hear Jericho and Animation Medley. And we went to LPS...HAHAHA...(Lau Pa Sat) for supper. Shared stingray...ooh ya...Bel and I were disgusted to see flies...many flies...on the ladle in the honey sea coconut container at the dessert stall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bleaghs...I walked tons in the rain today. I hope I don't fall sick. Anyway, I can sleep in tomorrow...which means I don't have to sleep early. Yea!~ That's all for now. Sorry for the long essay I've typed. Heh. Lol. Seeya!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9134876659241893861-4285981237866694242?l=417705bpm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134876659241893861/posts/default/4285981237866694242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134876659241893861/posts/default/4285981237866694242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://417705bpm.blogspot.com/2006/12/long-post-for-long-day.html' title='A long post for a long day...'/><author><name>...but words will never hurt me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04233381498791573335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i139.photobucket.com/albums/q290/darquefurbs/DSCF0155.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9134876659241893861.post-3967712823325031624</id><published>2006-12-25T22:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-29T21:50:18.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Hi...firstly, I would like to thank the people who sent me their well-wishes last night /early this morning via SMS and MSN. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,102,255)"&gt;THANK YOU ALL!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Although someone was 2 mins early (tsk tsk...so kan chiong). And apparently, it seems that I had more people to spam my SMSes on this year, and it turns out that my messages got sent out half an hour late for some people...haha...sorry...hope it's alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sad to say...I think I slept X'mas '06 away. I was on my bed for 11 hours. Heh...anyway I just finished watching this frigging retarded monty python french sketch (courtesy of Bel...apparently there're more sketches to come). Anyway, I'm proud to say that I was multi-tasking the past two hours or so...watching TV, MSN-ing, and eating marshmallows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm...I was talking to Bel on MSN and she had to remind me about the harsh fact that I've got &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,102,255);font-size:180%;" &gt;NO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; christmas presents this year. &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,102,255);font-size:180%;" &gt;Zilch!!&lt;/span&gt; Ughhh. Bummer. Oh gosh...this is bad. How can this actually happen!? Where did all my presents go??? =((. Hmm...maybe Santa got lost on his way to my house. Bleahs...this kinda sucks. OOOOHH!!! Guess what!? Kris promised to get me a "log cake" hahaha. I'll mark your words.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I better sleep early tonight. Gotta go to the bandroom tomorrow and i'm meeting Erne and Ryann for breakfast at KAP. HAH!. Lol ok. And there's HCI Concert later in the evening...pretty much looking forward to it. The repertoire seems interesting. Aite...that's all for tonight. Enjoy what's left of X'mas Day! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/9134876659241893861-3967712823325031624?l=417705bpm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134876659241893861/posts/default/3967712823325031624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134876659241893861/posts/default/3967712823325031624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://417705bpm.blogspot.com/2006/12/hi.html' title=''/><author><name>...but words will never hurt me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04233381498791573335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i139.photobucket.com/albums/q290/darquefurbs/DSCF0155.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9134876659241893861.post-4722776441195423174</id><published>2006-12-25T02:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-29T21:49:57.165+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Aye, woots!~ I've finally got my blog up! It's the 25th of December. It's Christmas, and it's also the birth of my blog. First and foremost, haha...as promised...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,255);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BIG THANKS&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;t&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,0,0)"&gt;o the people who helped me out with this blog...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,255);font-size:180%;" &gt;Kris&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,0,0)"&gt;and&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(51,51,255)"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Bel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;. &lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,0,0)"&gt;Haha, thanks a lot man...I really appreciate the help...owe u guys a big one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,0,0)"&gt;Anyway, Merry Christmas and have a Happy and Blessed New Year&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,0,0)"&gt;And here's some cool shit I got from my friends who happen to just msn me awhile ago.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,0,0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,0,0);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;☆　°οο０ˍˍ▊ˍˍ☆ˍˍ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,0,0);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,0,0);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;．　．★／＼︽﹨︽﹨︽☆︽＼．☆&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,0,0);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,0,0);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;☆．　／祝　＼︽﹨︽﹨︽★︽＼°&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,0,0);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;　☆　│聖　║﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌﹌│&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(153,0,0)font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;．&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,0,0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,0,0);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;▲&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,0,0);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,0,0);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;★　　│誕快║　田　╭┬╮田│◢█◣&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,0,0);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,0,0);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;　＠　│　樂║　　　│││　◢███◣&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,0,0);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,0,0);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;　║╓╥╥╥☆ ●　 ● ╥★╥╥╥╥▊╖&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,0,0);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,0,0);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;╔╩╬╬╬╬ _/█_/█_╔╩╬╬╬╬╬╬&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,0,0);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,0,0);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,0,0);font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;~from Darrel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; COLOR: rgb(0,0,0)"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="FONT-WEIGHT: bold; TEXT-ALIGN: justify"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,0,0);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,0,0);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;★★　　 ★★～&lt;br /&gt;★　 ∴ ★ 　 ∴°★&lt;br /&gt;★　　　　　　　 °★&lt;br /&gt;★° ° Merry X mas　 °★&lt;br /&gt;　★ 　‧ °∴°°☆☆★　 °☆☆&lt;br /&gt;　　★　°∴°°☆°∴★ °☆∴聖°∴ ☆&lt;br /&gt;　　　★ °∴°°☆★∴°∴ °誕°∴ °☆&lt;br /&gt;　　　　★°∴★☆∴°∴ 快°∴ °☆&lt;br /&gt;　　　　　★　　☆∴ 樂°∴°☆&lt;br /&gt;　　　　　　﹨　　☆ 　 ☆&lt;br /&gt;　　　　　　　﹨　　 ☆&lt;br /&gt;　　　　　　　　﹨　/&lt;br /&gt;　　　　　　　　　﹨/&lt;br /&gt;　　　　　　　　　　▏&lt;br /&gt;　　　　　　　　　　\●&lt;br /&gt;　　　　　　　　　　 ■\&lt;br /&gt;　　　　　　　　　　 /\&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,0,0)"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(0,0,0);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: normal; COLOR: rgb(153,0,0)font-family:times new roman;font-size:100%;"  &gt;~from Bel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="FONT-WEIGHT: normal"&gt;&lt;span style="COLOR: rgb(153,0,0)"&gt;Cool shit, aye? Aite...Nites!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&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/9134876659241893861-4722776441195423174?l=417705bpm.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134876659241893861/posts/default/4722776441195423174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/9134876659241893861/posts/default/4722776441195423174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://417705bpm.blogspot.com/2006/12/1st-post-ode-to-kris-n-bel-merry-xmas.html' title=''/><author><name>...but words will never hurt me</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04233381498791573335</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i139.photobucket.com/albums/q290/darquefurbs/DSCF0155.jpg'/></author></entry></feed>
