<?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-8323752</id><updated>2011-04-22T03:05:20.257+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Charkies domain.</title><subtitle type='html'>This is my newer site, other than frizzbomb.diaryland
My joys,rants,irritation will all be posted here.Sometimes when i feel like biting someones head off, my entry tends to contain explict content.Not that you all havent seen such words anyway</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8323752/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8323752/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Charkie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12964843818315549424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8323752.post-8759057083768448601</id><published>2007-05-23T00:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-23T00:16:13.111+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>my last post had serious grammatical mistakes.&lt;br /&gt;GP on friday sure die.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8323752-8759057083768448601?l=swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com/feeds/8759057083768448601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8323752&amp;postID=8759057083768448601' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8323752/posts/default/8759057083768448601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8323752/posts/default/8759057083768448601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com/2007/05/my-last-post-had-serious-grammatical.html' title=''/><author><name>Charkie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12964843818315549424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8323752.post-5943107629343806256</id><published>2007-05-22T17:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-22T17:28:25.149+08:00</updated><title type='text'>today SUCKS</title><content type='html'>wearing: pe attire&lt;br /&gt;mood: -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now if you add:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waking up at 5am thinking it was 7, ran around the house like an idiot&lt;br /&gt;+&lt;br /&gt;having the college newsletter having the "kissing elephants ass" photo of yourself&lt;br /&gt;+&lt;br /&gt;A private one-on-one jumping session with mrs tan&lt;br /&gt;+&lt;br /&gt;realising that you did a question and now have forgotten how to do it now&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=one terribly sucky day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A little trivial maybe, but the worse part is that i unwittingly saw some J1 guy who looks almost like &lt;strong&gt;him&lt;/strong&gt;. Now that totally spoiled my day.&lt;br /&gt;IDIOT.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8323752-5943107629343806256?l=swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com/feeds/5943107629343806256/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8323752&amp;postID=5943107629343806256' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8323752/posts/default/5943107629343806256'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8323752/posts/default/5943107629343806256'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com/2007/05/today-sucks.html' title='today SUCKS'/><author><name>Charkie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12964843818315549424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8323752.post-7761871443536408391</id><published>2007-05-21T23:35:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-22T00:06:19.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the last of night study</title><content type='html'>wearing:pjs&lt;br /&gt;mood: ok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ive finally visited Hanbqs' (i claim copyright to that name!) blog. Yunxi sure has a nice selection of potential boyfriends. Now i get what you guys meant by the Amsterdam guy. Yunxi can have him (oh please do), i want Caetano HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The days have been a total drag. Its math, math, math. Mainly because the H1 math is coming up which is honestly quite stupid because im spending more time on math than i ever did on lit. Considering lit is my H2 subject, this time allocation isnt exactly very wise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nick pat and his binomial classic comments are just so classic. Here are a few quotes from the man himself&lt;br /&gt;Nick-"Who wants to go mountain climbing with me today?"&lt;br /&gt;Everyone stares&lt;br /&gt;Nick" We're going to climb a mountain called binomial"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sam "eh How did they calculate the Dailai Lama thing?" (some deviation miracle number)&lt;br /&gt;nick "Binomial theorm"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Night study was pretty random. Some guys were playing frisbee during then. So much for night STUDY haha.&lt;br /&gt;Eh wahlao. I was blogsurfing and i realised that everyone jumped on the livejournal bandwagon.&lt;br /&gt;ITS FREAKING EVERYONE.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, i dont care. Im going to intergrate (haha) myself and not differentiate (another haha) away from society. After GP midyears, im going for livejournal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate uploading pictures here anyway.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8323752-7761871443536408391?l=swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com/feeds/7761871443536408391/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8323752&amp;postID=7761871443536408391' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8323752/posts/default/7761871443536408391'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8323752/posts/default/7761871443536408391'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com/2007/05/last-of-night-study.html' title='the last of night study'/><author><name>Charkie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12964843818315549424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8323752.post-4070756624043972091</id><published>2007-05-18T22:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-19T01:33:23.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sports day fun</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;wearing:pjs&lt;br /&gt;mood: exhausted.&lt;br /&gt;Todays entry is going to be of little words. In fact, its just going to be summarised.&lt;br /&gt;I love:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065910153018323506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/Rk26cZ6zsjI/AAAAAAAAAPs/t8s-Vg8RQYQ/s320/collage1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;The T4 gang and our chinese ahlian/bimbo poses &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I want:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065912017034129986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/Rk28I56zskI/AAAAAAAAAP0/yqESu61d-oA/s320/IMG_5254.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Geralds running speed. (the 2nd one haha!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Im in love with:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065912837372883538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/Rk284p6zslI/AAAAAAAAAP8/e4aXN7w3d1k/s320/IMG_5257.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Mr universe. (haha yunxi: "I think hes exercising")&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I dont like: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065914551064834658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/Rk2-cZ6zsmI/AAAAAAAAAQE/4FrHok_7Bo4/s320/IMG_5256.JPG" border="0" /&gt;This damn ugly unglam picture of mine hahah&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I despair:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065915964109075058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/Rk2_up6zsnI/AAAAAAAAAQM/A8eivbmZErY/s320/IMG_5259.JPG" border="0" /&gt;that Zhangmama is running ahead of me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I see:&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065917763700372098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/Rk3BXZ6zsoI/AAAAAAAAAQU/nojmRl_kxJ0/s320/IMG_5280.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Ah pie/Ah pai/Liqian jumping.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We have:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065919709320557202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/Rk3DIp6zspI/AAAAAAAAAQc/pcIKbLzXRPU/s320/IMG_5284.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Damn cool "yo" people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Finally:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065921431602442914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/Rk3Es56zsqI/AAAAAAAAAQk/bu7WwXa_rVY/s320/IMG_5298.JPG" border="0" /&gt;A whole class photo! Cephas :(&lt;br /&gt;Meet my:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065923192539034290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/Rk3GTZ6zsrI/AAAAAAAAAQs/P0to5GuP05o/s320/IMG_5317.JPG" border="0" /&gt;My random friend, Zac.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and his:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065925082324644546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/Rk3IBZ6zssI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/8Ps3Da9Osao/s320/IMG_5311.JPG" border="0" /&gt;random (or scandalous HAHAHA) class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;See how I:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065927551930839762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/Rk3KRJ6zstI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/rYEaBz-65P8/s320/IMG_5324.JPG" border="0" /&gt;jump with a sprained ankle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yet again:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065928939205276386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/Rk3Lh56zsuI/AAAAAAAAARE/Pka0z9nwvV8/s320/IMG_5330.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;an Ig of 3 picture :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;See how we:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065933238467539698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/Rk3PcJ6zsvI/AAAAAAAAARM/dFU0FZqsEYY/s320/IMG_5327.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;pay homage to some non-exsistant being.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh wow we are so:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065935205562561282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/Rk3ROp6zswI/AAAAAAAAARU/FoDvXbkGiO8/s320/IMG_5329.JPG" border="0" /&gt;blinded by the bloody sun&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;How charming/suave/handsome:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065937301506601746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/Rk3TIp6zsxI/AAAAAAAAARc/MjTHepKXZzA/s320/IMG_5306.JPG" border="0" /&gt;the T4 guys are.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This year was different because:&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065941463329911586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/Rk3W656zsyI/AAAAAAAAARk/0ZWHt8-T6to/s320/IMG_5322.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065944551411397426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/Rk3Zup6zszI/AAAAAAAAARs/fjlBIPoce4A/s320/IMG_5320.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065945968750605122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/Rk3bBJ6zs0I/AAAAAAAAAR0/AAYGjsJXKmg/s320/IMG_5312.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065946664535307090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/Rk3bpp6zs1I/AAAAAAAAAR8/oHmtKrnd60I/s320/IMG_5313.JPG" border="0" /&gt;WE HAVE A JUNIOR AND SENIOR CLASS PHOTO! And the seniors will agree with me, the juniors are pretty much the best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;You know who should be a chef?:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065948103349351266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/Rk3c9Z6zs2I/AAAAAAAAASE/9PpiMwHXOBU/s320/IMG_5337.JPG" border="0" /&gt;RANDALL MARCUS LEE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;At Seoul garden we are:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065948945162941298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/Rk3duZ6zs3I/AAAAAAAAASM/2SCil8cb5Ak/s320/IMG_5345.JPG" border="0" /&gt;oh-so very cute.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065949795566465922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/Rk3ef56zs4I/AAAAAAAAASU/_FDzua3EYNY/s320/IMG_5341.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh so very interesting.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BUT at the end of the day&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Considering we got 1st for Eco challenge&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2nd for 4x4 boys&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3rd for girls 4x4&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;we are pretty much:&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5065954343936832434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/Rk3iop6zs7I/AAAAAAAAASk/M3WpDC4yQys/s320/IMG_5290.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(read the shirts)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Although i must add i feel bad for T17 where its lings, turtle tsengs class. 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href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8323752&amp;postID=4070756624043972091' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8323752/posts/default/4070756624043972091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8323752/posts/default/4070756624043972091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com/2007/05/sports-day-fun.html' title='sports day fun'/><author><name>Charkie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12964843818315549424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/Rk26cZ6zsjI/AAAAAAAAAPs/t8s-Vg8RQYQ/s72-c/collage1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8323752.post-5708942372361169380</id><published>2007-05-17T00:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-17T00:41:18.955+08:00</updated><title type='text'>night study started on monday</title><content type='html'>wearing:polo tee and jeans&lt;br /&gt;mood: sleepy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was doing some soul-searching recently. I was reflecting on my actions for the past few days and i must say that im almost ashamed of myself. Its hard to put it in a nice decent paragraph but basically the human nature is sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why sick?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ive just realised that in all my years of education, theres always a particular person or two who always &lt;em&gt;kena&lt;/em&gt; or get taunted the most. I tried putting myself in their posistion and i shudder to think how they feel.The feeling of ostracization is bad enough. Imagine being ridiculed, backstabbed and talk back at happening at the same time. In their posistion, they are powerless do to anything. Attempt to make friends, people in general will turn their backs on them. Trying to show a bit of temper to show that you want all the taunting to stop will get tongues wagging, most laughing really. Keep up with pretences that you dont know whats going on so that you can at least try to intergrate will only worsen the situation. Its been such a cycle ever since primary school and it was only just recently where i realised that i was caught into it. Not as the victim but as the sideliners who sometimes point and laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes. I must clarify my name here haha. I must admit sometimes i do take part in ridiculing others but i dont really mean it. Most of the time i just would do my own stuff when others make fun, its a little uncomfortable really to be hearing people talking trash about someone else. That applies to  only when im neutral with or find that person okay. On the other hand...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. Ive sidelined enough! Coming back to the "Why are people sick" part. Having experienced the glee of talking bad about someone for the fun of it, i realised that im doing so at the persons expense. It seems that there is some kind of sick fun in making a mockery out of a person just because of a)Looks b)Weird character c)something he/shes done. The majority of us actually finding this insenstitive, rather disgusting act fun makes pretty much makes the human nature sick sometimes. I remember in secondary school where we used to pick on a single girl (i wont mention her name la) just because of something we heard and basically most of the options up there. She was really nice and now i cant remember why did we have to treat her so badly. The worst part was that we were so damn obvious that we ended up getting a letter from her after the O levels. &lt;if&gt; We ended up feeling guilty during the holidays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So in JC, its still the same thing only different people. Now i can count about 3 people who get it the worst. I think its even more irritating when people make fun of them when they dont even know them. A flock of blind sheep. Im not advocating to be some saint and ban myself from ever gossiping/saying bad stuff/poking fun at people, because i dont think its possible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BECAUSE REMEMBER MY QUIZ SAID I WAS AN A-STAR BITCH?! HAAHAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i shall try to abstain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh now i can sleep.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8323752-5708942372361169380?l=swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com/feeds/5708942372361169380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8323752&amp;postID=5708942372361169380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8323752/posts/default/5708942372361169380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8323752/posts/default/5708942372361169380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com/2007/05/night-study-started-on-monday.html' title='night study started on monday'/><author><name>Charkie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12964843818315549424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8323752.post-3646445286042471511</id><published>2007-05-12T01:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-12T02:40:21.141+08:00</updated><title type='text'>an utterly otherly world!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;wearing: pjs already&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;mood:sleepy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today was literary night. It struck me how fast time really flies, especially since i remember listening to the j3s (now) raving about it last year. Personally &lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/RkSmoBvLo3I/AAAAAAAAAOk/fxgeIMSR0I8/s1600-h/IMG_5183.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;, considering we put such last-minute effort into our skit, i would say that it was actually pretty good :). I messed up some part which i really feel bad about. Basically, we were reciting "The Raven" by poe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The whole thing was hilarious. It was hilarious when nick (the raven) swooped down to his place blowing sams candle off in the process. I laughed until my own candle was slanted and the hot wax dripped on my hand. I guess it was fun acting. It would be nice to re-experience the whole thing again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sometimes though, i feel a little inferior. How do these people actually come up with their ideas?! Its slightly disconcerting to know that you would be taking the same paper as those who pretty much know the book inside out, left to right. But yes photos from the top:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/RkSmoBvLo3I/AAAAAAAAAOk/fxgeIMSR0I8/s1600-h/IMG_5183.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063355087662588786" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/RkSmoBvLo3I/AAAAAAAAAOk/fxgeIMSR0I8/s320/IMG_5183.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAN-B(sq) and our little picnic in the car. It was then where weixin and poon were like "HURRY UP!!! WE'RE HAVING A REHERSAL AT 4.30!!". I got the msg at 4.20. Total panic &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/RkSrIBvLo4I/AAAAAAAAAOs/auh47RGfUFo/s1600-h/IMG_5184.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063360035464913794" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/RkSrIBvLo4I/AAAAAAAAAOs/auh47RGfUFo/s320/IMG_5184.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The old parliament house. This was during rehearsal and i didnt get a picture of LKYs' chair.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/RkStZBvLo5I/AAAAAAAAAO0/tjkcgoShR4c/s1600-h/IMG_5188.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063362526545945490" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/RkStZBvLo5I/AAAAAAAAAO0/tjkcgoShR4c/s320/IMG_5188.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;tHE SEXY RAVEN GROUP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/RkSuiRvLo6I/AAAAAAAAAO8/eKPQRHp4OzU/s1600-h/IMG_5187.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063363784971363234" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/RkSuiRvLo6I/AAAAAAAAAO8/eKPQRHp4OzU/s320/IMG_5187.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;we thought we looked so cool&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/RkSxNhvLo8I/AAAAAAAAAPM/0a6G1dH07fE/s1600-h/IMG_5191.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063366727023961026" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/RkSxNhvLo8I/AAAAAAAAAPM/0a6G1dH07fE/s320/IMG_5191.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Ababout an hour later, the whole class came except pier(who came later)and YH(who doesnt take lit)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/RkSzSxvLo-I/AAAAAAAAAPc/OzASMHo4mYU/s1600-h/IMG_5202.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063369016241529826" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/RkSzSxvLo-I/AAAAAAAAAPc/OzASMHo4mYU/s320/IMG_5202.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Check out katirina HAHA (left)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/RkS0OBvLo_I/AAAAAAAAAPk/PymqEMidUVI/s1600-h/IMG_5208.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063370034148778994" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/RkS0OBvLo_I/AAAAAAAAAPk/PymqEMidUVI/s320/IMG_5208.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Randall and Yunxi. For some reason i find this photo very amusing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/RkSyDRvLo9I/AAAAAAAAAPU/WzfABNiV2l8/s1600-h/IMG_5197.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5063367650441929682" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/RkSyDRvLo9I/AAAAAAAAAPU/WzfABNiV2l8/s320/IMG_5197.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The T4 girls. We are such a happy family&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8323752-3646445286042471511?l=swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com/feeds/3646445286042471511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8323752&amp;postID=3646445286042471511' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8323752/posts/default/3646445286042471511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8323752/posts/default/3646445286042471511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com/2007/05/utterly-otherly-world.html' title='an utterly otherly world!'/><author><name>Charkie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12964843818315549424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/RkSmoBvLo3I/AAAAAAAAAOk/fxgeIMSR0I8/s72-c/IMG_5183.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8323752.post-7077280137165674728</id><published>2007-05-10T21:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-10T21:19:32.595+08:00</updated><title type='text'>AH HELLO</title><content type='html'>wearing:pjs&lt;br /&gt;mood: okay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow. The days have been busy busy.&lt;br /&gt;Ive been sleepy sleepy.&lt;br /&gt;And my computer started playing some random music. Oh, it came from this friendster profile i was viewing.&lt;br /&gt;If jenn is reading this, HELLO! Ive just found out shes my blogs biggest fan :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im finding school awfully ironic. History, economics and literature(H2) exams are after the june holidays while math/gp(H1)are before. Its pretty paradoxical to be packed with work/projects from the H2 group when really, our H1 exams are in....1 and a half weeks. And even better, the math teachers are the most slackest now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lit night tomorrow. Mr pang requested for those performing (which includes me and a few others from our class) to be in the Old parliament by 2pm. Its humanly impossible to do so considering the fact that we end school &lt;strong&gt;AT 2!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8323752-7077280137165674728?l=swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com/feeds/7077280137165674728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8323752&amp;postID=7077280137165674728' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8323752/posts/default/7077280137165674728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8323752/posts/default/7077280137165674728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com/2007/05/ah-hello.html' title='AH HELLO'/><author><name>Charkie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12964843818315549424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8323752.post-6182188492058214455</id><published>2007-05-07T21:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-07T21:37:30.988+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hello dumb world</title><content type='html'>Wearing: shirt and shorts&lt;br /&gt;mood: -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im just feeling so angry at the world.&lt;br /&gt;The dumb thing is&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I DONT KNOW WHY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8323752-6182188492058214455?l=swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com/feeds/6182188492058214455/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8323752&amp;postID=6182188492058214455' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8323752/posts/default/6182188492058214455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8323752/posts/default/6182188492058214455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com/2007/05/hello-dumb-world.html' title='hello dumb world'/><author><name>Charkie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12964843818315549424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8323752.post-3390743271233948715</id><published>2007-05-06T01:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-06T02:17:18.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'>oh no die die</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wearing: pjs&lt;br /&gt;mood: AHHH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its 1.30 am in the morning and priscilla unintentionally reminded me about the enrichment essay i have yet to do. DIE LA. I dont even remember a single piece of feedback miss koh gave our presentation. I have to get it done by next week. yes yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Apparently the religious fundalmentalism tutorial is a killer. Im almost afraid to look at the notes. Theres a flu bug going around, a bad bad one. Everyone at tuition today was just so dead. One guy was commenting "Im just staring at the question and the question is staring even more at me". Im not alone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The weekend has been quite, enjoyable. Yesterday was Uncle Tonys birthday where he booked Grand Shanghai to celebrate. His favourite singer, Xiameng, kept doing the same swaying flirtatious move for the past few hours. No wonder shes so fit. It takes a lot of muscle control haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/RjzCixvLoxI/AAAAAAAAAN0/r-A_xv89DI8/s1600-h/IMG_4890.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061133983980167954" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/RjzCixvLoxI/AAAAAAAAAN0/r-A_xv89DI8/s320/IMG_4890.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My very own little nicole and paris- singapore style.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/RjzDFBvLoyI/AAAAAAAAAN8/27EWvAM9aiQ/s1600-h/IMG_4921.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061134572390687522" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/RjzDFBvLoyI/AAAAAAAAAN8/27EWvAM9aiQ/s320/IMG_4921.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of the ng girls. I almost spilled wine on Tammy (left)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/RjzD9hvLozI/AAAAAAAAAOE/Yla4JINMXW8/s1600-h/IMG_4895.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061135543053296434" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/RjzD9hvLozI/AAAAAAAAAOE/Yla4JINMXW8/s320/IMG_4895.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh Spawn. Devils advocate. Devil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today was another cause for celebration because its my cousins wedding today. The video montage they made was hilarious. And to cut to the chase, my cousins off-tune. I guess i got my genes from that side of the family (moms).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/RjzFKBvLo0I/AAAAAAAAAOM/JfYwkRqE8pU/s1600-h/IMG_5050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061136857313289026" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/RjzFKBvLo0I/AAAAAAAAAOM/JfYwkRqE8pU/s320/IMG_5050.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Those two are so stoned.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/RjzHBBvLo1I/AAAAAAAAAOU/D0uFqifLBaE/s1600-h/IMG_5065.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061138901717721938" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/RjzHBBvLo1I/AAAAAAAAAOU/D0uFqifLBaE/s320/IMG_5065.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aarons toot face Brice constipated face my 'xiong' face.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/RjzIPxvLo2I/AAAAAAAAAOc/wJksYjpRW2o/s1600-h/IMG_5070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061140254632420194" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/RjzIPxvLo2I/AAAAAAAAAOc/wJksYjpRW2o/s320/IMG_5070.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The infamous scene from all indian movies. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We tried to sing some random indian song that would facilitate the scene. Not too bad !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;CHARLES CHIU IS COMING BACK ON 1ST JUNE!!!!!!!! EVERYBODY-mainly the bomberman gang-MARK YOUR CALANDERS! Im feeling extra motivated (although its what, 2 am now) to work harder so that i can have more free time later on. Good thing kels leaving for the states (congrats on purdue) around june 12 so we have roughtly about 10 days to have fun. Its the first time everyones schedules can actually co-ordinate, ever since sec 3. So june is a month to behold. Especially since its both Charles and my birthday, so yes, this is just a reminder.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8323752-3390743271233948715?l=swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com/feeds/3390743271233948715/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8323752&amp;postID=3390743271233948715' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8323752/posts/default/3390743271233948715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8323752/posts/default/3390743271233948715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com/2007/05/oh-no-die-die.html' title='oh no die die'/><author><name>Charkie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12964843818315549424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/RjzCixvLoxI/AAAAAAAAAN0/r-A_xv89DI8/s72-c/IMG_4890.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8323752.post-4997371415671665105</id><published>2007-05-04T00:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-04T00:19:14.067+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the flying mouse</title><content type='html'>wearing:pjs&lt;br /&gt;mood: -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Nobody, on their deathbed, ever said, “I wish I'd spent more time at the office.”&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stumbled upon this quote as i took a break from studying.&lt;br /&gt;Its really quite dampening for someone who just felt very motivated to work hard in order to get a good job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#$^$#%#%(@*R#@JR#)*#*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8323752-4997371415671665105?l=swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com/feeds/4997371415671665105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8323752&amp;postID=4997371415671665105' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8323752/posts/default/4997371415671665105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8323752/posts/default/4997371415671665105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com/2007/05/flying-mouse.html' title='the flying mouse'/><author><name>Charkie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12964843818315549424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8323752.post-1329770377633040494</id><published>2007-05-02T15:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-02T15:54:07.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the club cjc</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;wearing:green jacket and pjs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;mood: amused.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;HAHAHAHA CLUB CJC HAHAHAHAHAHA. I couldnt stop laughing when i saw this new account thats adding the entire j1/j2 cohort. Weiloong told me about it some time back and i laughed. Now i see its actual account and i laughed even more.Its cute. But the name... HAHAHAHAHHAA. CLUB CJC. Imagine if there really is a clubcjc. The two Mr Tans will be the bouncers and all the revenue collected will go to charity and the needy students fund. Ah. Catholic schools&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This weeks one heck of a long break. Today i skipped school because i was nursing a flu and my doctor told me not to go to school. Just now, my doctor called saying that i'd better stay one more day at home. Although im happy, im going to school for an hour anyway. I need to take that damned history test. I want to get it over and done with.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday was fun :). Funny how benji and jeremy can make me laugh until my sides (literally) split. It was interesting to hear the RJ gossip. And the Kobe beef that godma had for tea was just..power. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/RjhBvBvLovI/AAAAAAAAANk/RrOpc4MO_sI/s1600-h/IMG_4847.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059866457526739698" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/RjhBvBvLovI/AAAAAAAAANk/RrOpc4MO_sI/s320/IMG_4847.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mr Hyde. And my mid-conversation yawn.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/RjhDMxvLowI/AAAAAAAAANs/QNIsbOg2--4/s1600-h/IMG_4857.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5059868068139475714" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/RjhDMxvLowI/AAAAAAAAANs/QNIsbOg2--4/s320/IMG_4857.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The lone ranger.&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/8323752-1329770377633040494?l=swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com/feeds/1329770377633040494/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8323752&amp;postID=1329770377633040494' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8323752/posts/default/1329770377633040494'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8323752/posts/default/1329770377633040494'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com/2007/05/club-cjc.html' title='the club cjc'/><author><name>Charkie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12964843818315549424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/RjhBvBvLovI/AAAAAAAAANk/RrOpc4MO_sI/s72-c/IMG_4847.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8323752.post-5160159020989923964</id><published>2007-05-01T13:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-01T14:03:35.398+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the godma house day</title><content type='html'>wearing:pjs&lt;br /&gt;mood: :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I totally forgot that i wanted to blog about this a few days ago. I saw yuan at newton circus the other day. I suspect on a date. I dont know why im so happy. Maybe because its just so heartening (i guess) to see all of the people you grew up with actually grown up. Its hard to explain but ah well. Thats the main reason why im pretty sprightly today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course the damper is my spained ankle. Its my maiden voyage. The first sprained ankle ive ever had! HAAH!Actually, its not really at the ankle. Its somewhere below the ankle but i have no idea whats it called, so for reference sake, the ankle. Initially, i wasnt planning to go to the doctor because although it was pain, it was still bearable. I thought if i bandaged it at home itll be fine. It was. Until i banged my bloody leg on the bloody table. I almost died. So my mom brought me to the doctor to get it checked. The doctor said if it doesnt get 50% better by wednesday, im going to hospital.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok that exaggerating it a little bit. Im going to hospital- to get an X-ray. HAHA. I hope it cures by wednesday though. I suddenly have this profound gratefulness that this is only temporary. I feel sorry for invalids. The indignity man. My dad bought this umbrella-walking stick thing so that he could use it in public if his back hurts. The umbrella is to disguise the walking stick. Little did we expect that i was the first one to use it...&lt;br /&gt;I mustve looked like some cuckoo weilding around an umbrella at 9.30pm at night when its obviously not raining. One old lady looked at me, looked at the sky and asked her friend in distinct cantonese (my mom translated for me) "Got rain meh?".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now to switch the topic over to Godma. Im going over to Godmas house later for the distribution of items from godpa. It was supposed to be on saturday but it got cancelled. We ate a light lunch today (i do not believe spagetthi cabonara, like my mom says, is light) so that we can prep our stomachs for the food later. I heard theres yakitori yumyum. I hope my two other musketeers are going a.k.a Ben and Jeremy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh shit i have 5 mins to get ready. See you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8323752-5160159020989923964?l=swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com/feeds/5160159020989923964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8323752&amp;postID=5160159020989923964' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8323752/posts/default/5160159020989923964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8323752/posts/default/5160159020989923964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com/2007/05/godma-house-day.html' title='the godma house day'/><author><name>Charkie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12964843818315549424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8323752.post-3814395941676631945</id><published>2007-04-27T20:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-27T23:19:43.585+08:00</updated><title type='text'>white coloured- carrot cake</title><content type='html'>Wearing:pjs &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;mood: sleepy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ive decided i wont come online as often as before. I want to take care of my eyes. Im feeling so motivated after watching a Cheryl Fox programme on myopia. Its going to be pretty irritating reminding myself i have to take an eye break every 45 minutes.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'll probably heck it. haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today was a rather &lt;em&gt;unfun-&lt;/em&gt;filled day. Firstly, we had a prize giving ceremony today to award the 2006 batch of JC 1s and 2s for their academic/cca achievements. I was laughing like hell when i saw yiliang going up. I can practically feel his ecstasy when he went up to take his prize. Then i laughed at anne-marie, the fast talking wit, also known as my lechmi who went up to take a prize for KI. Im lazy to talk about all of the prize winners but im very happy to mention Kaiwen and Gabriel. Gabriel, despite his liver problems did comparatively well for the As. An avid member of fencing, he even comes when his school years are over, which is a nice thing to see. Gabriel, continue to come back ok!Kaiwen, whose known for always drinking, has done bloody well scoring As and Distinctions in EVERY SINGLE SUBJECT. Plus, he such a sportsman. Congrats for getting into OCS. I need help in lit haha. &lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/RjH2wRvLogI/AAAAAAAAALs/nHys7-hRnKI/s1600-h/IMG_4696.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058095165769228802" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/RjH2wRvLogI/AAAAAAAAALs/nHys7-hRnKI/s320/IMG_4696.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/RjH3ZRvLohI/AAAAAAAAAL0/CgYWwQk00_8/s1600-h/IMG_4699.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058095870143865362" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/RjH3ZRvLohI/AAAAAAAAAL0/CgYWwQk00_8/s320/IMG_4699.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/RjH3ZRvLohI/AAAAAAAAAL0/CgYWwQk00_8/s1600-h/IMG_4699.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So yes, theres Gabriel on the left, Kaiwen on the right. So you would think that we were part of a good audience who was clapping for every single price recipient in full earnesty. Not exactly.What we focused on were:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/RjH5RRvLojI/AAAAAAAAAME/Rkq5tzUR_ek/s1600-h/IMG_4680.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058097931728167474" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/RjH5RRvLojI/AAAAAAAAAME/Rkq5tzUR_ek/s320/IMG_4680.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our shoes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/RjH6oRvLokI/AAAAAAAAAMM/-6t0vP2OGlM/s1600-h/IMG_4682.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058099426376786498" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/RjH6oRvLokI/AAAAAAAAAMM/-6t0vP2OGlM/s320/IMG_4682.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stelli and Sam Han&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/RjH8MBvLomI/AAAAAAAAAMc/XwVhxVSdjqo/s1600-h/IMG_4683.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058101140068737634" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/RjH8MBvLomI/AAAAAAAAAMc/XwVhxVSdjqo/s320/IMG_4683.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stelli and Sam Han&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/RjH9cxvLonI/AAAAAAAAAMk/naSdis7Vh5s/s1600-h/IMG_4684.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058102527343174258" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/RjH9cxvLonI/AAAAAAAAAMk/naSdis7Vh5s/s320/IMG_4684.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Andrea. A bit of Feline, Jessie, Winson and Kat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/RjH_RBvLooI/AAAAAAAAAMs/gbC2tFWsYzo/s1600-h/IMG_4685.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058104524502966914" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/RjH_RBvLooI/AAAAAAAAAMs/gbC2tFWsYzo/s320/IMG_4685.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Stelli and Sam Han&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/RjIAeRvLopI/AAAAAAAAAM0/CRPkchsV21g/s1600-h/IMG_4691.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058105851647861394" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/RjIAeRvLopI/AAAAAAAAAM0/CRPkchsV21g/s320/IMG_4691.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The extra-terrestrial&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after the awards, Kat and I went for break because we were so goddamned hungry. We had a nice lunch date, considering the rest of the class were mugging for the upcoming econs/math test towards the end of the day. Our joy after math test could be seen in more photo takings which will be presented now:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/RjIB2hvLoqI/AAAAAAAAAM8/QJ-S7d5wieM/s1600-h/IMG_4704.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058107367771316898" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/RjIB2hvLoqI/AAAAAAAAAM8/QJ-S7d5wieM/s320/IMG_4704.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nick and Winson in their greeting mode&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/RjICxBvLorI/AAAAAAAAANE/z4-T14H4kmo/s1600-h/IMG_4709.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058108372793664178" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/RjICxBvLorI/AAAAAAAAANE/z4-T14H4kmo/s320/IMG_4709.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Zehra and Me. Which im too lazy to invert heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/RjIDqxvLosI/AAAAAAAAANM/bAdVWOaLxhs/s1600-h/IMG_4717.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058109364931109570" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/RjIDqxvLosI/AAAAAAAAANM/bAdVWOaLxhs/s320/IMG_4717.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Dedicated to Stelli :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Class outing at some random indonesian restaurant upstairs far east.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/RjIEqRvLotI/AAAAAAAAANU/oipkRFRYB68/s1600-h/IMG_4718.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058110455852802770" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/RjIEqRvLotI/AAAAAAAAANU/oipkRFRYB68/s320/IMG_4718.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3 of the main men of T4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/RjIGrhvLouI/AAAAAAAAANc/1G8JKBOabFU/s1600-h/IMG_4728.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5058112676350894818" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/RjIGrhvLouI/AAAAAAAAANc/1G8JKBOabFU/s320/IMG_4728.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Making full use of detention&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/RjH7SBvLolI/AAAAAAAAAMU/_Wo_fSu5W5s/s1600-h/IMG_4683.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/RjH4cxvLoiI/AAAAAAAAAL8/iijkAmPH37M/s1600-h/IMG_4680.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8323752-3814395941676631945?l=swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com/feeds/3814395941676631945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8323752&amp;postID=3814395941676631945' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8323752/posts/default/3814395941676631945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8323752/posts/default/3814395941676631945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com/2007/04/white-coloured-carrot-cake.html' title='white coloured- carrot cake'/><author><name>Charkie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12964843818315549424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/RjH2wRvLogI/AAAAAAAAALs/nHys7-hRnKI/s72-c/IMG_4696.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8323752.post-3937432103009956058</id><published>2007-04-25T21:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-25T21:18:40.335+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lunge lunge lunge</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;wearing:pjs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;mood: okay&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Honestly, im a little down. I've pretty much gotten over my Godpas passing away but upon finding out that im going to attain some of his stuff, im feeling a little..ok i cant describe. I guess i finally felt that his passing has become reality. Godpas going to arrange a tea-party (haa godma and her teas) so that she can distribute heirlooms that Godpa had instructed her to give. I didnt even expect anything so its just a little weird. I dont even what to know what ill get. My dad was joking ill probably get a hankerchief.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My godpa was a stingy man. And boy, did he love hankerchiefs!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5057354039097532914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/Ri9UtBvLofI/AAAAAAAAALk/EWpTEhVl7S4/s320/family.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8323752-3937432103009956058?l=swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com/feeds/3937432103009956058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8323752&amp;postID=3937432103009956058' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8323752/posts/default/3937432103009956058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8323752/posts/default/3937432103009956058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com/2007/04/lunge-lunge-lunge.html' title='lunge lunge lunge'/><author><name>Charkie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12964843818315549424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/Ri9UtBvLofI/AAAAAAAAALk/EWpTEhVl7S4/s72-c/family.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8323752.post-2213946874799923618</id><published>2007-04-24T18:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-24T18:50:33.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mr glascows promotion!</title><content type='html'>wearing: cjc pe&lt;br /&gt;mood: :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MR GLASCOW HAS BEEN PROMOTED!!!! He seriously deserves it. Both Mr pang and him are two of the most enthusiastic teachers i've ever had. Its interesting how we have such strange teachers in CJ, all of who make us laugh. Take for example Mr Kwee and Mr Glascow. Mr kwees' just retarded- which is adorable and hilarious. Mr glascow witty remarks can make us shake with laughter. I guess this is why i enjoy econs and lit so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to drag myself out of this chair and start doing my work. What a drag!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8323752-2213946874799923618?l=swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com/feeds/2213946874799923618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8323752&amp;postID=2213946874799923618' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8323752/posts/default/2213946874799923618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8323752/posts/default/2213946874799923618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com/2007/04/mr-glascows-promotion.html' title='Mr glascows promotion!'/><author><name>Charkie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12964843818315549424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8323752.post-8101076724272209826</id><published>2007-04-22T17:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-22T18:35:02.289+08:00</updated><title type='text'>time for a real title</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;wearing: white shirt and jeans&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;mood: ho-hum.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In light of the Cho shootings, my mind has been constantly adrift on the possible impact this event has on Asians. I feel for those who are in the US because they are possible targets for aminosity of any kind. In most cases, westerners cannot tell apart a korean, japanese and a chinese. So pretty much the yellow-skinned, black eyed and distinctly chinese (or in this case, korean) looking person is a target. I guess this is not to say that ALL americans would be against them but the racial prejudice still does exsist.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can think of many reasons for the westerners to hate us&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1)Basically most of the big attacks on the US were caused by Asians. E.g Sept 11 bombings, Cho guy.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2)The beheading of westerners are done by our Asian counterparts in the middle east.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3)Westerners are also losing jobs due to cheaper production costs in Asia. How many times in econs do we have that example of American steel workers losing jobs as a result of the transfer of production into china.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4)American industries are facing competition from Asian industries. Hello toyota.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;5)The 'white superiority' belief still exists. They dont like others impeding on their territory either. This brings me back to cambridge last year where one other student from another JC faced racial discrimination when someone drove passed asking him/her to go back to his "fucking country"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yet, i feel us asians have a lot to learn from our western counterparts.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Especially in their advertising. This probably explains why the american advertising industy is worth billions, hundreds of them. I think their most ingenius fomula is the "Terms and conditions" product. Usually a campaign will boast something like "money-back guarantee!" "10000 year warranty". Naturally one would be all-assuming and believe what they say WITHOUT READING THE FINE PRINT. Haha, no wonder there are so many lawsuits against insurance companies. One guy is suing some insurance firm because they refused to pay him for his stolen watch because he wasnt wearing it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My favourite american advertisement today would be:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5056198909148017026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/Ris6HnV8MYI/AAAAAAAAALc/GWn8vIp5lNk/s320/IMG_4646.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Ah. Low fat butter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8323752-8101076724272209826?l=swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com/feeds/8101076724272209826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8323752&amp;postID=8101076724272209826' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8323752/posts/default/8101076724272209826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8323752/posts/default/8101076724272209826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com/2007/04/time-for-real-title.html' title='time for a real title'/><author><name>Charkie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12964843818315549424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/Ris6HnV8MYI/AAAAAAAAALc/GWn8vIp5lNk/s72-c/IMG_4646.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8323752.post-5965342935027105671</id><published>2007-04-20T22:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-21T00:27:58.077+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SGNO</title><content type='html'>wearing: pjs&lt;br /&gt;mood: :)&lt;br /&gt;Yes. Finally after 3 years a new skin. The cartoons a little warped. I mean human ice-creams acting like the hannibal. Yet, it was more interesting than the other ones i was surfing through.&lt;br /&gt;Today Ling and I had our zoo renuion. The goldfish/nemo couldnt make it because SHE FORGOT ALL ABOUT IT AND RESECHEDULED TUITION IN PLACE OF THIS RARE OUTING. Dont worry though sam, we will have our outing once again after MYEs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day was seriously fun filled. I was pretty tired after fencing so i wasnt sure if i was up to lings hyperness. I was wrong. I laughed like crazy the whole night, uptil the point where i couldnt even breathe. We were embarassingly retarded which i will not forget. Such as:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)By forcing the NYDC waitress to help us take tons of pictures while we do stupid poses.&lt;br /&gt;2)Taking pictures in the toilet. And inside the cubicle, where we kept screaming when the toilet flushed LOL. Ling can jump so far. She jumped from the steps to out of the cubical when the water started flushing.&lt;br /&gt;3)I swear she took all the most unglamorous photos of me. WHICH SHES GOING TO PUT UP ON HER BLOG ANYWAY.&lt;br /&gt;4)We took tons of pictures in the Zara dressing room. Only to be chased out because it was about to close.&lt;br /&gt;5)Funny how we were talking about David and he suddenly appeared. Too bad he didnt see us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so many other stuff. Love you duck! I want more single girls night out. &lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was fun to see fellow cjcians Haowen and Qibin as i got onto and off the bus respectively.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Nina wang gave her fortune to her fortune teller. How UNfortunate (for me. haha!)&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055540185718862098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/RijjA3V8MRI/AAAAAAAAAKk/MKAzsHTgRYM/s320/IMG_4535.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;No wonder we are so appealing&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055541109136830754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/Rijj2nV8MSI/AAAAAAAAAKs/cjqnVu7TXTM/s320/IMG_4540.JPG" border="0" /&gt;The two pairs of soulmates. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055541920885649714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/Rijkl3V8MTI/AAAAAAAAAK0/IStqpzvg73Q/s320/IMG_4548.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one-two DROOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055542771289174338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/RijlXXV8MUI/AAAAAAAAAK8/m3dAN4h2LHg/s320/IMG_4550.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too bad. Its mine. and lings.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055543634577600850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/RijmJnV8MVI/AAAAAAAAALE/9XqIB8m3__0/s320/IMG_4552.JPG" border="0" /&gt; ATTACCCK!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055544673959686498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/RijnGHV8MWI/AAAAAAAAALM/wHzwwP1jvIE/s320/IMG_4561.JPG" border="0" /&gt; The minnie/penguin, the duck says hi to the goldfish/nemo who didnt turn up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5055545627442426226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/Rijn9nV8MXI/AAAAAAAAALU/ElkY1stLTo4/s320/IMG_4562.JPG" border="0" /&gt;How we feel about the little nemo. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG. Study man study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8323752-5965342935027105671?l=swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com/feeds/5965342935027105671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8323752&amp;postID=5965342935027105671' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8323752/posts/default/5965342935027105671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8323752/posts/default/5965342935027105671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com/2007/04/sgno.html' title='SGNO'/><author><name>Charkie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12964843818315549424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/RijjA3V8MRI/AAAAAAAAAKk/MKAzsHTgRYM/s72-c/IMG_4535.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8323752.post-3056882499107939859</id><published>2007-04-16T21:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-16T22:06:34.007+08:00</updated><title type='text'>duh</title><content type='html'>wearing:pjs&lt;br /&gt;mood: ack.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we had an intensifying 2 hour lit paper. The hour before that was a scare. I was rushing around trying to find an extra copy of the handmaids tale. I rushed to Mr Glascow who gave his last copy to YILIANG, who looked at me with 'im-sorry-i-truly-am-but-too-bad-for-you" look of his. HAHA. Alls fair though because mr glascow managed to grab an extra one for me from Miss chua.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT DIDNT REALLY HELP THOUGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And ive got a new seating partner now. I'll miss Jessie and Kat. I enjoy laughing with Kat and i will miss jessies noise. Plus Jessie has a new phone. All the photo opportunities gone!&lt;br /&gt;Now my partner is Jennifer. I cant stop laughing at her photo on the library board. Secret rockstar eh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8323752-3056882499107939859?l=swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com/feeds/3056882499107939859/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8323752&amp;postID=3056882499107939859' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8323752/posts/default/3056882499107939859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8323752/posts/default/3056882499107939859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com/2007/04/duh.html' title='duh'/><author><name>Charkie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12964843818315549424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8323752.post-1421651729800507379</id><published>2007-04-14T15:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-14T16:02:26.885+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ahah!</title><content type='html'>THE STATE OF MY AIRCON. Rather bad.&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/RiCKGr_LIjI/AAAAAAAAAKc/BQTGBOlgkAc/s1600-h/IMG_4402.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053190629401240114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/RiCKGr_LIjI/AAAAAAAAAKc/BQTGBOlgkAc/s320/IMG_4402.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yi Weis masculine phone.&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/RiCJib_LIiI/AAAAAAAAAKU/08sk4mN0tCU/s1600-h/IMG_4400.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053190006630982178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/RiCJib_LIiI/AAAAAAAAAKU/08sk4mN0tCU/s320/IMG_4400.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Class T4 demands a newer board.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/RiCJBb_LIhI/AAAAAAAAAKM/gEWPjw5NEMU/s1600-h/IMG_4399.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053189439695299090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/RiCJBb_LIhI/AAAAAAAAAKM/gEWPjw5NEMU/s320/IMG_4399.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8323752-1421651729800507379?l=swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com/feeds/1421651729800507379/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8323752&amp;postID=1421651729800507379' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8323752/posts/default/1421651729800507379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8323752/posts/default/1421651729800507379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com/2007/04/ahah.html' title='ahah!'/><author><name>Charkie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12964843818315549424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/RiCKGr_LIjI/AAAAAAAAAKc/BQTGBOlgkAc/s72-c/IMG_4402.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8323752.post-4820111157187467881</id><published>2007-04-12T13:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-12T14:00:54.679+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fjef</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/Rh3KvL_LIgI/AAAAAAAAAKE/7yJfQbJhAeQ/s1600-h/IMG_1608.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5052417268999987714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/Rh3KvL_LIgI/AAAAAAAAAKE/7yJfQbJhAeQ/s320/IMG_1608.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;wearing: espirt shirt and shorts&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;mood: okay&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I find it incredibly irritating that our education system has to be so well rounded in terms of testing everything- including our physical fitness. Although i understand that boys have to do so for NS, why cant girls get a better treatment?! Im obviously not a very feminist person. A feminist would probably say that by saying so, im degrading girls to that of a weaker sex to men. I AM. Besides for those who have amazing mutantic ability in our class to jump damn far for SBJ (a.k.a small feline and a few others), there are some of us (LIKE ME) who do not have that innate ability to do so.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haha im pissed off at SBJ.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I guess it was really fustrating because i managed to get at least a silver or a gold for every single god-damned station except for SBJ which i got an E. As a result, i have to get a bronze which Mr neu wont allow!!! AHHHHHHHH. He has no mercy. So now jen and i have to run with the soccer guys (namely nick and randall) for pe. SBJ YOU SUCK LA YOU SUCK. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I hope mr neu gets bald and the sunlight activates some cancerous gene on his head. Then it will somehow affect his brain to read my future SBJ score (lets say 1.60) as 260. Then ill get some fitness award or something. Then because of that Oxford will give me a scholarship because im a well-rounded pupil (assuming that by luck i get all As).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Oh yes. Upstairs photo was last years sports cairnival. Fun stuff !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8323752-4820111157187467881?l=swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com/feeds/4820111157187467881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8323752&amp;postID=4820111157187467881' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8323752/posts/default/4820111157187467881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8323752/posts/default/4820111157187467881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com/2007/04/fjef.html' title='fjef'/><author><name>Charkie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12964843818315549424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/Rh3KvL_LIgI/AAAAAAAAAKE/7yJfQbJhAeQ/s72-c/IMG_1608.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8323752.post-8090458959388679297</id><published>2007-04-10T21:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-10T21:27:34.479+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hi</title><content type='html'>Godpas body is gone now. He was cremated today. Honestly, im glad his suffering is over. Although i miss all the funny stuff he does (and happens to him), its a relief to know that at least his pain is over now. :):)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg ECONS TEST. ive got to chiong!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8323752-8090458959388679297?l=swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com/feeds/8090458959388679297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8323752&amp;postID=8090458959388679297' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8323752/posts/default/8090458959388679297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8323752/posts/default/8090458959388679297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com/2007/04/hi.html' title='hi'/><author><name>Charkie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12964843818315549424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8323752.post-8662285407335465084</id><published>2007-04-07T00:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-07T01:51:50.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'>-</title><content type='html'>You know, ive always dreamed of the day my name would appear in the newspapers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've never thought itll come around so soon. Tomorrow(saturday) in fact. Yet i just hate the fact that its in the orbituary under my godfathers name. He was such an intergrated part of the family that its just not the same without him. He was so hilarious that even after his death, he still made things hilarious. I wont elaborate on that but i really really miss him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im going to take good care of baby michael. Its godpas precious grandson and im going to spoil him. I just wish he wasnt so heavy so that i can carry him around.Its difficult to describe how im feeling now. The feeling is so different from when my grandmother died last year. Her death was expected, his was not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im going to get my mind off this because the next few days im going to be thinking about him anyway.&lt;br /&gt;On a lighter note,&lt;br /&gt;Benji and Jeremy are stranded in Johore.&lt;br /&gt;And the "so perfect" comment was talking about the perfect history intro the enrichment group wrote la! Some of you just assume too much haha.&lt;br /&gt;Lastly,&lt;br /&gt;Matt went to check out the old sg-groupies blog and i decided to do the same. And i found this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050371300077879106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/RhaF8Hz4P0I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/Xx4L96VRb7o/s320/IMG_4349.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Im not so sure which of you guys did it but thank you very much. It seriously cheered me up a lot. THIS IS THE UNOFFICIAL MOSIAC OF THE SG GROUPIES. Basically Marcus, kel, chor yuan, dex, me, matt, ling, lawrence,mel, michelle, lijie and tiff. I was just surfing through the xanga and honestly, im saddened that i didnt get to join you guys in aspen every single year. It seems like so much fun. I will join one day. Eventually! Hang out soon guys. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photo.xanga.com/sg_groupies/ae65391078853/photo.html" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photo.xanga.com/sg_groupies/d8d9f91077727/photo.html" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photo.xanga.com/sg_groupies/5cbb291077768/photo.html" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photo.xanga.com/sg_groupies/674c291077776/photo.html" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photo.xanga.com/sg_groupies/4d9d691077762/photo.html" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photo.xanga.com/sg_groupies/3027a91077733/photo.html" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photo.xanga.com/sg_groupies/dac4591077764/photo.html" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photo.xanga.com/sg_groupies/8fa2091078848/photo.html" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photo.xanga.com/sg_groupies/f4b1591078571/photo.html" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photo.xanga.com/sg_groupies/d02da91078189/photo.html" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photo.xanga.com/sg_groupies/dca4191078575/photo.html" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8323752-8662285407335465084?l=swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com/feeds/8662285407335465084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8323752&amp;postID=8662285407335465084' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8323752/posts/default/8662285407335465084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8323752/posts/default/8662285407335465084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com/2007/04/blog-post.html' title='-'/><author><name>Charkie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12964843818315549424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/RhaF8Hz4P0I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/Xx4L96VRb7o/s72-c/IMG_4349.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8323752.post-1452209430048251085</id><published>2007-04-05T16:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-05T17:27:31.971+08:00</updated><title type='text'>yeahgyah</title><content type='html'>wearing: shorts and tshirts&lt;br /&gt;mood: sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ITS BEEN FREAKING HOT. I cant take the weather anymore. If only Singapore literally is an "air-conditioned' nation as described by my GP readings. How nice it would be to have several air-con systems surrounding the whole nation - cooling us with the comforting crisp air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHH SO HOT LAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its finally thursday. Tomorrows good friday which is why thursday is something to look forward too indeed. The week was tormented with history outlines, catching up with econs, lit inquiries and etc. Basically im just going to summarise&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)Histoy enrichments are with buns and weiloong. More time to hang out, albeit be it during history :).&lt;br /&gt;2)Cephas came back today for a mini pizza party. To which i only had a slice.&lt;br /&gt;3)A new stall opened in school replacing the vegetarian stall. Its like the mock delifrance.&lt;br /&gt;4)Holiday plans almost confirmed. Maldives AHHH!!! I hope loner (this ugly colourful fish) is still there. I want to feed it bread rolls&lt;br /&gt;5)Finally borrowed desperate housewives to watch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE DISC IS CALLING ME HAHAHAHA!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8323752-1452209430048251085?l=swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com/feeds/1452209430048251085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8323752&amp;postID=1452209430048251085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8323752/posts/default/1452209430048251085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8323752/posts/default/1452209430048251085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com/2007/04/yeahgyah.html' title='yeahgyah'/><author><name>Charkie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12964843818315549424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8323752.post-8001894693538662880</id><published>2007-04-03T17:58:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-03T17:58:59.033+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hmyf</title><content type='html'>So perfect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8323752-8001894693538662880?l=swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com/feeds/8001894693538662880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8323752&amp;postID=8001894693538662880' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8323752/posts/default/8001894693538662880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8323752/posts/default/8001894693538662880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com/2007/04/hmyf.html' title='hmyf'/><author><name>Charkie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12964843818315549424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8323752.post-7954392740861573842</id><published>2007-03-31T20:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-31T21:05:22.251+08:00</updated><title type='text'>feorh</title><content type='html'>i want to solve the mystery in school.&lt;br /&gt;Ive got to gather more clues.&lt;br /&gt;Take down more notes&lt;br /&gt;Im super curious. I cant take it anymore!&lt;br /&gt;Something thats been driving me nuts for 8 months&lt;br /&gt;IS GOING TO BE UNRAVELLED THIS VERY WEEK.&lt;br /&gt;Starting monday. Mwahahah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8323752-7954392740861573842?l=swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com/feeds/7954392740861573842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8323752&amp;postID=7954392740861573842' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8323752/posts/default/7954392740861573842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8323752/posts/default/7954392740861573842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com/2007/03/feorh.html' title='feorh'/><author><name>Charkie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12964843818315549424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8323752.post-1356944307559861285</id><published>2007-03-29T14:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-29T14:31:46.314+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LOST IN TRANSLATION</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/RgtdCUYhGkI/AAAAAAAAAJw/L9hdDgm_mXY/s1600-h/IMG_3125.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5047230101811436098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/RgtdCUYhGkI/AAAAAAAAAJw/L9hdDgm_mXY/s320/IMG_3125.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Starring: Charlenes dad&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8323752-1356944307559861285?l=swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com/feeds/1356944307559861285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8323752&amp;postID=1356944307559861285' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8323752/posts/default/1356944307559861285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8323752/posts/default/1356944307559861285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com/2007/03/lost-in-translation.html' title='LOST IN TRANSLATION'/><author><name>Charkie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12964843818315549424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/RgtdCUYhGkI/AAAAAAAAAJw/L9hdDgm_mXY/s72-c/IMG_3125.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8323752.post-3004472128199528325</id><published>2007-03-26T22:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-26T22:46:48.418+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dadala</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/RgfcJDN69hI/AAAAAAAAAJg/dhjHwd0A0x4/s1600-h/699536671l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046243955532559890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/RgfcJDN69hI/AAAAAAAAAJg/dhjHwd0A0x4/s320/699536671l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; I suddenly miss IG 19 a lot. Like seriously a lot. A LOT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We should have another outing soon. Compulsory for all hah!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Im not so sure if they are even reading this but im really really glad that the most of you stayed on in CJ. Must be because of your good facils (specifically ig 19 ones). &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh yes, that was done by cynthia. Wait till you see this one:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5046243427251582450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/RgfbqTN69fI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/y-8li8F4TP0/s320/910565751l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA thanks cyn for doing up some of the IG 19 designs.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;As for the Ex-T3, they are now my junior class. Still rather tight haha :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok charlene go back to history.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8323752-3004472128199528325?l=swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com/feeds/3004472128199528325/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8323752&amp;postID=3004472128199528325' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8323752/posts/default/3004472128199528325'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8323752/posts/default/3004472128199528325'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com/2007/03/dadala.html' title='dadala'/><author><name>Charkie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12964843818315549424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/RgfcJDN69hI/AAAAAAAAAJg/dhjHwd0A0x4/s72-c/699536671l.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8323752.post-3320341676336672866</id><published>2007-03-26T17:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-26T17:48:28.715+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sddr</title><content type='html'>wearing:pjs&lt;br /&gt;mood: okay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE FENCERS ARE BACK!!!!!! Not so mundane anymore. Even though i saw them on friday and they've only missed one day of school. The whole weekend i was thinking about the KL trip la. I wonder if they got me anything... (i dont think so. THINK)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Becky toh isnt replying me online. I threathened that if she doesnt reply me in 5 seconds she owes me a billion singapore dollars. Oh dammit. She replied. Considering that she's in london, i shouldve said pounds hahaah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later im going to town to meet Clarence to get my shoes and as well collect my new spectacles. Yes. Im getting rid of the googles. I hope the new pair turns out okay. Honestly, i didnt really want to change glasses but my dad was getting increasingly irritated seeing 'nothing but a pair of brown specs'. Also, i have to change my lens degree. I found out i was given a degree 50 degrees higher than what it should be. Although its not much, it sounds nicer when the degree is lesser. Screw nintendo and archie comics for spoiling my eyes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8323752-3320341676336672866?l=swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com/feeds/3320341676336672866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8323752&amp;postID=3320341676336672866' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8323752/posts/default/3320341676336672866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8323752/posts/default/3320341676336672866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com/2007/03/sddr.html' title='sddr'/><author><name>Charkie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12964843818315549424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8323752.post-7494368862544174505</id><published>2007-03-24T21:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-24T21:52:50.487+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lfwprp</title><content type='html'>wearing: green tank top and jeans&lt;br /&gt;mood: :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im eating this delicious pistacho cake right now. Both mom and I cant stop eating it! So far we have polished off half a cake, the rest is for my dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had an ASEAN seminar today with Kishore Mabobany(if i got his name correct) as the keynote speaker. I literally couldnt take my eyes away from him. One of the top 100 thinkers in the world was just sitting a few places down from me. I had to resist whipping out my camera to take a few snapshots. I would've if i could. Miss fiona koh looked so pretty just now :) Oh yes, saw beatrice and ji sun hoho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterdays Al Fresco was fun. But one more time i say "KACHANG PUTEH one for one dollar" or "two for one dollar", im going barf. Im going to be put off from it for awhile (except the sugar peanuts of course).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8323752-7494368862544174505?l=swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com/feeds/7494368862544174505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8323752&amp;postID=7494368862544174505' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8323752/posts/default/7494368862544174505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8323752/posts/default/7494368862544174505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com/2007/03/lfwprp.html' title='lfwprp'/><author><name>Charkie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12964843818315549424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8323752.post-4778460049331451026</id><published>2007-03-22T20:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-22T20:47:21.091+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/RgJ6PjN69dI/AAAAAAAAAJA/4shES6LDXBE/s1600-h/agnes20060121-teachVsFind.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044728940178634194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 331px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 148px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="237" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/RgJ6PjN69dI/AAAAAAAAAJA/4shES6LDXBE/s320/agnes20060121-teachVsFind.gif" width="482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Reminds me of lessons with Mr Lim Kian Boon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8323752-4778460049331451026?l=swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com/feeds/4778460049331451026/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8323752&amp;postID=4778460049331451026' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8323752/posts/default/4778460049331451026'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8323752/posts/default/4778460049331451026'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com/2007/03/reminds-me-of-lessons-with-mr-lim-kian.html' title=''/><author><name>Charkie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12964843818315549424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/RgJ6PjN69dI/AAAAAAAAAJA/4shES6LDXBE/s72-c/agnes20060121-teachVsFind.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8323752.post-5547182562849541816</id><published>2007-03-19T23:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-19T23:41:50.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'>eifo</title><content type='html'>wearing: jacket, shirt and jeans&lt;br /&gt;mood: happy :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first day of school wasnt so bad. Maybe except for PE that made me feel like ive been through war, school was pretty okay. I was suprised when i still could remember all the normal distribution stuff even though i didnt even touch it during the holidays. Mr Kwee was so cute during econs, i wish he would do his "CAREBEAR STARE!" just one more time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PE really tired me out. I came home and fell asleep all the way till dinner time.&lt;br /&gt;Went to Chinatown to try out this teochew restaurant my dad has been bugging us to eat for a long time. We're always ordering too much. The restaurant owner even had to tell us to stop ordering because it was wayy too much food. That man must be one of those traditional chinese men who dont believe in wasting food. I've never felt so pressurise during dinner before. We were actually afraid of the short and bald restaurant owner scolding us if we didnt finish our food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now i can't breathe!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8323752-5547182562849541816?l=swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com/feeds/5547182562849541816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8323752&amp;postID=5547182562849541816' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8323752/posts/default/5547182562849541816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8323752/posts/default/5547182562849541816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com/2007/03/eifo.html' title='eifo'/><author><name>Charkie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12964843818315549424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8323752.post-6671631841449803100</id><published>2007-03-18T02:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-18T03:25:26.604+08:00</updated><title type='text'>gah schools starting</title><content type='html'>wearing: coca cola tshirt and pj pants&lt;br /&gt;mood: =x&lt;br /&gt;I reiterate again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Gah. Schools starting. I dont want to go back to school , I DONT WANT TO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Because when we go back to school, it means&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;1)CT results&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;2)Going through CTs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;3)Time to face the Math!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;4) A whole new world...! Of topics.&lt;br /&gt;5)No nice long minimum 9 hour sleeps&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;6)Hardly any more play&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7)Time to wake up. Study.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;8)Packing bags everyday (for some reason i detest it).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, since school is starting soon. I might as well put up the pictures taken this week so far. My cameras going to be in a stalemate once school starts. The history seminar people finally met up for dinner at swensens. Thank you chris for uploading the photos :). Marcus was certainly the man of the night for all of the girls insisted on taking a picture with him. Its all in bid of fun. He and zehra were holding balloons the whole night and whacking peoples head with it. Liang go check out the 'a-typical' liang face photo in the album. I wanted to upload it but then for some reason i just cant. Anne-marie thinks that the 'thing' is over. WE SHALL SEE WHEN SCHOOL STARTS HAAHAHAA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042971144522644642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/Rfw7iYHRPKI/AAAAAAAAAIg/I0l1-KzUZLw/s320/IMG_3738.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042963636919811154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/Rfw0tYHRPFI/AAAAAAAAAH4/2ya9HaCqHWM/s320/IMG_3746.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Marcus and his balloon. Look how observant he is haahaa. The below picture is Marcus' and goldies attempt at having an paperplane competition. They were even. &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042964813740850274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/Rfw1x4HRPGI/AAAAAAAAAIA/GYXKxsha1h0/s320/IMG_3737.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Jessie and I found that the toilet would be a great place to take pictures. This was one of our test results:&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042965844533001330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/Rfw2t4HRPHI/AAAAAAAAAII/F6375pM6Sto/s320/IMG_3721.JPG" border="0" /&gt;After that, i joined the ex-KC girls for Aidas welcome back ceremony. Naturally, i was crushed when my Sebo couldnt come but theres still time to catch up anyway. Speaking of Sebo, i was surprised when she mentioned that she was going to Thailand because theres so much intensity between Singapore and Thailand because of the Shincorp saga thing. HAHA , this is pretty off point but she still has my sims 2.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042968322729131138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/Rfw4-IHRPII/AAAAAAAAAIQ/IoPBwAcpkjU/s320/IMG_3755.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042969362111216786" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/Rfw56oHRPJI/AAAAAAAAAIY/neYvpUCl7hM/s320/IMG_3769.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Welcome back Aida (right)albeit be it only for a few days! It was great to see Jianning as well whom i havent seen for ages. She still the same old crazy funny person. We were mostly in the retro area because we just couldnt get enough of the songs. People in the 70s sure had fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The day after, met Brice and the rest of the family for lunch at Chicken Manna. It was a heavy one. It was a good thing that the both of us shared the Cottage Pie or our stomachs will burst at the seams due to the appetisers alone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042971694278458546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/Rfw8CYHRPLI/AAAAAAAAAIo/2j7lW8Ewf2c/s320/IMG_3775.JPG" border="0" /&gt;With ref to the above picture: To be crude, i may be kissing the elephants ass but brice is sucking it. Im sorry, but thats the only caption i can think of heh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042973678553349314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/Rfw914HRPMI/AAAAAAAAAIw/yzwG4S555Lw/s320/IMG_3792.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Of course theres always the normal brice who likes to show off his artistic talents in the case of&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5042974520366939346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/Rfw-m4HRPNI/AAAAAAAAAI4/3WvlTInmr-U/s320/IMG_3797.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;                                                                          THE END&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;Wow its 3.30 am already. SLEEP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Photos up: &lt;a href="http://sg.pg.photos.yahoo.com/ph/rickinranger/detail?.dir=589escd&amp;.dnm=929fscd.jpg&amp;amp;.src=ph"&gt;http://sg.pg.photos.yahoo.com/ph/rickinranger/detail?.dir=589escd&amp;.dnm=929fscd.jpg&amp;amp;.src=ph&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To Jennifer: We will make it through the As! Im still inspired by our talk the other day to work hard. Although ive yet to really start, we can/will/shall do it! :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&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/8323752-6671631841449803100?l=swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com/feeds/6671631841449803100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8323752&amp;postID=6671631841449803100' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8323752/posts/default/6671631841449803100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8323752/posts/default/6671631841449803100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com/2007/03/gah-schools-starting.html' title='gah schools starting'/><author><name>Charkie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12964843818315549424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/Rfw7iYHRPKI/AAAAAAAAAIg/I0l1-KzUZLw/s72-c/IMG_3738.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8323752.post-3096493453521581740</id><published>2007-03-15T20:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-15T20:09:55.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'>efrr</title><content type='html'>wearing:pjs&lt;br /&gt;mood: hm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like im in the future. Im pretending that its 2051 and lessons now take place at home. Computerbound. Although its great that i can learn at my own pace and rewind if i have to, i just cant help but think..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;should life be like this in the future, its &lt;em&gt;si bei &lt;/em&gt;sian!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8323752-3096493453521581740?l=swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com/feeds/3096493453521581740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8323752&amp;postID=3096493453521581740' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8323752/posts/default/3096493453521581740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8323752/posts/default/3096493453521581740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com/2007/03/efrr.html' title='efrr'/><author><name>Charkie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12964843818315549424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8323752.post-1148674950022351246</id><published>2007-03-14T00:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-14T00:44:47.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'>feferfer</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/RfbToYHRPEI/AAAAAAAAAHw/6C7cdNdK0LY/s1600-h/IMG_3693.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041449523509017666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/RfbToYHRPEI/AAAAAAAAAHw/6C7cdNdK0LY/s320/IMG_3693.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 11th floor of the Lee Kong Chian library is the 'new' town.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/RfbR9YHRPDI/AAAAAAAAAHo/0Ejtl0scsXo/s1600-h/IMG_3696.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041447685263014962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/RfbR9YHRPDI/AAAAAAAAAHo/0Ejtl0scsXo/s320/IMG_3696.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/RfbQqYHRPCI/AAAAAAAAAHg/6gHgNtNUTJ8/s1600-h/IMG_3694.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5041446259333872674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/RfbQqYHRPCI/AAAAAAAAAHg/6gHgNtNUTJ8/s320/IMG_3694.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;wearing: white top yellow skirt&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;mood: :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Before i delve into the details of the day, let me just comment on how terribly ironic it is to have a pair of twins on the front cover of last saturdays newspaper for their good 'A' level results when their auntie probably cant even get by Common Tests. I wish i can take their tennis racket and WHACCCK them. Now i feel pressurised as an auntie to at least be on par with my nephews standards. I feel that becoming Bill Gates second wife is a high probability for me than getting all As for A levels. Thats how overwhelming the As can be. However, if i ever do get all As, thats it. Im packing my bags for america to find Bill.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Im kidding. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Now, today was fun. My parents and I had lunch a Tony Romas and each of us had about a half-slab of ribs, sausages, barbequed chicken etc. It was quite a heavy lunch so we decided to walk i off- in Jasons supermarke no less. Came home, tried to read a bit of history only to fall asleep for 4 hours! The time by then was 6pm and its time to get ready to meet Janice chew. We've finally had our outing :). Naturally couldnt stop talking but i must recommend at least on my blog to watch "Music and lyrics". Its really funny. The british humour always gets to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Town was crowded with familiar faces today. It was so good to see Brice,Deepti,Justin and Gabriel.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BRICE! Saffron bistro soon!&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/8323752-1148674950022351246?l=swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com/feeds/1148674950022351246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8323752&amp;postID=1148674950022351246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8323752/posts/default/1148674950022351246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8323752/posts/default/1148674950022351246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com/2007/03/feferfer.html' title='feferfer'/><author><name>Charkie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12964843818315549424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/RfbToYHRPEI/AAAAAAAAAHw/6C7cdNdK0LY/s72-c/IMG_3693.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8323752.post-5625237860250165689</id><published>2007-03-11T11:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-12T09:31:15.264+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fioggj</title><content type='html'>wearing: orange top and khakis&lt;br /&gt;mood: !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was just going through the photos in my camera and ive realised how many that ive never put up. Considering that it was taken with other people and for some reason im the unofficial camera person, i really should put it up now.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The days have been busy busy. Finally met up with Benji and what still astounds me was how did the both of us manage to eat 96bucks worth of Sakae Sushi. Lets have another outing in June when Charles comes back and before kelly goes off. Ahah still a long way more to go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Rockafella was pretty good. Personally i thought this year was better but many believed last year was better. In anycase, it was pretty awesome to see the talents in fellow CJCians. First and foremost, weiloong was good at drums. Like really good. Sadly,this was the only clearest picture i had of him though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040509230613871490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/RfN8cIHRO4I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/_8IigbNrZrY/s320/IMG_3625.JPG" border="0" /&gt;I was hoping Jen would sing Stupid Cupid but it would be silly to sing it again since she sang for last years one. I was impressed with Avrils vocals because she was just damn good. Its been a few days since rockafella so i cant remember other impressions i had but yes, overall it was satisfyingly good.OH YES DANIEL WAS SO DAMN CUTE PUTTING ON HIS SUNGLASSES. HAHAHAHHAHAHAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040577512003943410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/RfO6ioHRO_I/AAAAAAAAAHI/igmFdG8T8yA/s320/IMG_3621.JPG" border="0" /&gt; It was stressful 'chope-ing' the seats though because most came late. I felt pretty bad when i had to reject 2 groups who had wanted to occupy the some of the seats on our row. This was especially when the hall was getting more and more crowded. Below are pictures of the row people.&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040511025910201234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/RfN-EoHRO5I/AAAAAAAAAGY/_2WXSVRn-0o/s320/IMG_3633.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040513096084437922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/RfN_9IHRO6I/AAAAAAAAAGg/UPD7kSB0sLQ/s320/IMG_3632.JPG" border="0" /&gt; Oh yes and this photo (second) is specially for Jen szeming and Charissa :) . The first photo was just when we were about to go off. Zehra pretty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040576120434539490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/RfO5RoHRO-I/AAAAAAAAAHA/LzzRbt1Qenw/s320/IMG_3638.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040572753180179378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/RfO2NoHRO7I/AAAAAAAAAGo/BJfU_ozSaZ0/s320/IMG_3635.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Right after Rockafella, Jen, ming and I went to town for supper. Just as we arrived onto the far east bustop, i saw sahirah with Quazzim and Lace. Naturally, we took a picture haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040575274325982162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/RfO4gYHRO9I/AAAAAAAAAG4/O2U5AXsf3MI/s320/DSCN3523.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Took this off Quazzims blog heh. For some reason that particular picture in my camera cant load on my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040578804789099522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/RfO7t4HRPAI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/BK3IDLszvi4/s320/IMG_3396.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Its pretty random but i found a history seminar picture that i dont think i posted up. Is the seafood still on?!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5040579582178180114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/RfO8bIHRPBI/AAAAAAAAAHY/N8_FYwznl2M/s320/CIMG0955.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Speaking of rockafella. Look what i found! Last years rockafella photos with the old gang. It was our maiden rockafella experience. It was fun haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;KC RENUION ON WEDNEDAY.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8323752-5625237860250165689?l=swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com/feeds/5625237860250165689/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8323752&amp;postID=5625237860250165689' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8323752/posts/default/5625237860250165689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8323752/posts/default/5625237860250165689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com/2007/03/fioggj.html' title='fioggj'/><author><name>Charkie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12964843818315549424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/RfN8cIHRO4I/AAAAAAAAAGQ/_8IigbNrZrY/s72-c/IMG_3625.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8323752.post-5941010428313518575</id><published>2007-03-07T23:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-07T23:16:53.664+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fehuth</title><content type='html'>wearing:pjs&lt;br /&gt;mood: Dead tired&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im wounded. I scrapped my knee because of that idiotic replacement PE teacher who insisted we do Grandstand Torture on one leg. That was yesterday. Although the blood dried up leaving a barely concealed scab on my leg, i fell again today when trying to get Jens 10cent coin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As randall sighingly said "..All for 10 cents.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Money what! AHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh no the aircon spoilt. Looks like i have to camp over my parents room to get a nice cool sleep tonight.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8323752-5941010428313518575?l=swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com/feeds/5941010428313518575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8323752&amp;postID=5941010428313518575' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8323752/posts/default/5941010428313518575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8323752/posts/default/5941010428313518575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com/2007/03/fehuth.html' title='fehuth'/><author><name>Charkie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12964843818315549424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8323752.post-3750272508294308139</id><published>2007-03-05T17:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-05T17:47:59.401+08:00</updated><title type='text'>zmog</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;wearing:pjs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;mood: sleepy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today school was just funny. I think kat and i laughed until our insides churned out because of the saturday newspaper. I still think the report on "man burnt on cheek" was hilarious. It was damn anti-climax to the other snippets on more, i would say, &lt;em&gt;serious &lt;/em&gt;issues. I mean, burnt on cheek?! HHHAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ive been going around school trying to find those who were opting out of CJ after the first 3 months. The one that was the most hard to find was IG 19 cynthia who i eventually gave up trying to find. I wanted to give away freddo chocolates to those who were leaving. As luck would have it, i ran into her at Lido but only to find out shes appealing back. Although in sincerely happy that she is, all that initial trouble for nothing! I need to give one girl in T3 her chocolate but i guess its going to be too late. I wanted to give olivia (ig19) her chocolate as well when i saw her at cine, but we were rushing for the movie timings.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh yes, movie. Sam, YX, kat and I went to watch Norbit. The eddie murphy comedy where he plays a large fat woman. Its the first time that i was actually frightened watching a comedy. Rasputia is a woman that really scares the living hell out of me. Sam was screaming when Rasputia got angry. That was how scary SHE was. However, the very scene that scared all of us the most was .... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038371631958257010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/RevkTglG7XI/AAAAAAAAAGA/orBdiIoVhiE/s320/norbit6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;when Rasputia decided to go down the water slide. Or before that even, when she appeared in that rather -ahem- covered up outfit, persuading the poor lifeguard to ask "are you wearing bottoms?". I died laughing at that part. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;History seminar is now finally officially over. Although its a relief on everyones part, the history seminar people were like family. All the fun we had while doing the script is now a mere fragment of memories. We're going to have a seafood outing during the march holidays. Cant wait. Chili crab woo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5038373800916741506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/RevmRwlG7YI/AAAAAAAAAGI/hQ1BJsnhteQ/s320/IMG_3424.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8323752-3750272508294308139?l=swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com/feeds/3750272508294308139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8323752&amp;postID=3750272508294308139' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8323752/posts/default/3750272508294308139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8323752/posts/default/3750272508294308139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com/2007/03/zmog.html' title='zmog'/><author><name>Charkie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12964843818315549424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/RevkTglG7XI/AAAAAAAAAGA/orBdiIoVhiE/s72-c/norbit6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8323752.post-3826339738513173502</id><published>2007-03-03T01:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-03T02:23:01.629+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fffefrfrff</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/Rehqul2Fj6I/AAAAAAAAAFs/iq5AeJnuZw4/s1600-h/IMG_3401.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037393531879395234" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/Rehqul2Fj6I/AAAAAAAAAFs/iq5AeJnuZw4/s320/IMG_3401.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The three gruesome ones.&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/RehqKV2Fj5I/AAAAAAAAAFk/7tKv26GcqXM/s1600-h/IMG_3411.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037392909109137298" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/RehqKV2Fj5I/AAAAAAAAAFk/7tKv26GcqXM/s320/IMG_3411.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ANOTHER CLASS PICTURE!Without katirina- mama :(. And what the heck was i doing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/RehmLF2Fj4I/AAAAAAAAAFc/18AGTqKAkEo/s1600-h/IMG_3420.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5037388523947528066" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/RehmLF2Fj4I/AAAAAAAAAFc/18AGTqKAkEo/s320/IMG_3420.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; IG of 3. See the transisition from the smile to the almost smile to the non smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;wearing:pjs&lt;br /&gt;mood: okay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Buns, weiloong and I finally carried out our IG of 3 outing for the first time this year. Its been so long since we went out with no purpose except to talk talk talk. It was indeed enjoyable as every single session. Its funny how we can just be so stoned on the way to our official hangout destination only to be able to 'talktalktalk'. And yes, a smaller group of friends is so much better than a larger group of friends. Although its just the 3 of us, we are 'soul-brudders/sister', and we have official uniform. Black colour tshirt. Oh and 'tru-matic'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Literary night was on as well today. It was damn funny because we had to watch the 'house of usher' which zehra dressed up as the dead girl. Poor Xuanting had the fright of her life when the dead girl started strangling her lover, only to be freaked out by zehra when turning to her. Zehra and the girl looked almost alike which is why you cant really blame us for being scared. I had my eyes closed half the time, sadly opening at the worst possible parts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life at home is horrible. I miss the old times. Please tell me this is just a phase, please please.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please tell me itll take an upward turn, just like my chinese A level results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whoever is listening.&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/8323752-3826339738513173502?l=swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com/feeds/3826339738513173502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8323752&amp;postID=3826339738513173502' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8323752/posts/default/3826339738513173502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8323752/posts/default/3826339738513173502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com/2007/03/fffefrfrff.html' title='fffefrfrff'/><author><name>Charkie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12964843818315549424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/Rehqul2Fj6I/AAAAAAAAAFs/iq5AeJnuZw4/s72-c/IMG_3401.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8323752.post-8310517930407232940</id><published>2007-03-02T03:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-02T04:07:57.391+08:00</updated><title type='text'>derr2</title><content type='html'>wearing: colourful top&lt;br /&gt;mood: sleepy/:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The common tests are finally over. A whole week of brain drain, literally down the drain. Its not time for total rest and relaxation though. Its the release of the Chinese A level results tomorrow. Please do not do not do not let me take CLB. My level of chinese is precarious enough to almost guarantee entry into that system. Its funny how Anne-marie, miss smartie who got a B for history CTS (we found out), failed her CLB test. She was laughing about it and i find it funny as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a class outing today at Paragon. The three musketeers Ting/Ming and Jen didnt come and my soul sister kat didnt come either. The food at Thai Express was good. Im craving for more of the curried soft shell crab. Pris managed to make us drool enough to get dessert at PS where we orded a huge chocolate cake and 2 banana crumbles to share amongst ourselves (then the remaining six of us). Randall ate all the chocolate cake. Power.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, i went with Nick,Sam,Sams bf,yunxi and winson to MoS for a little while. We made a new best friend hahahah. The night was fun but my heart is still pinching from the money i spent on food and drinks on a single day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The A level results are as well out tomorrow. Time is really so fast. I remember how it was just last year one would see all the J2s sitting about the canteen around this time of year. Its scary to know that they would be getting the results that may generally determine their rest of their lives. Ugh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im sorry that i didnt reply the msgs on the tag board. Theres something wrong with my comp and i cant seem to tag, so ill just reply right HERE. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;Kat-Take care of your flu. I mean dont take care in a sense that make sure its in good condition but yeah, get rid of it! HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Benji- You obviously wrote that comment by 'Char' in my name. You know i'd never treat. Happy Bday :).&lt;br /&gt;YX- we saw superman again. And you look like you can fly.&lt;br /&gt;Cynthia-Thanks for helping me take that pic of me and yf. HAHA so sorry i didnt take off that photo. Ill miss seeing you around after posting  :(&lt;br /&gt;Maj/sebo: Check out the old photos link!&lt;br /&gt;endru: AHA econs is now OVER. Results next week gah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, now ive got an old photo link :).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://http://sg.up.photos.yahoo.com/ed/lauahkong/my_photos"&gt;http://http://sg.up.photos.yahoo.com/ed/lauahkong/my_photos&lt;/a&gt; at the sideactually, but heck ill just put it up. Oh and photos involving CNY/HIST SEM/Childhoodies up as well&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8323752-8310517930407232940?l=swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com/feeds/8310517930407232940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8323752&amp;postID=8310517930407232940' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8323752/posts/default/8310517930407232940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8323752/posts/default/8310517930407232940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com/2007/03/derr2.html' title='derr2'/><author><name>Charkie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12964843818315549424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8323752.post-1005659557955843272</id><published>2007-02-27T16:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-27T17:19:05.775+08:00</updated><title type='text'>-</title><content type='html'>wearing: CJ uniform&lt;br /&gt;mood: 0.0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The common tests are......as ive been saying again and again, Trumatic.&lt;br /&gt;GP was okay (thought i cant really guarantee)&lt;br /&gt;Math Sucked big time. Nick was saying that he was throwing paper away like nobodys business.&lt;br /&gt;History. A nightmare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHHAHA honestly its been so trumatic that i feel like laughing. I find it funny that everyones going through this and saying almost the exact same thing. "Die".&lt;br /&gt;Its going to be lit-mania later as i gear up to study Othello, HT and some poetry stuff in time for tomorrow. Its going to be another 3 hour paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway im just going to drift off from CTs and talk about my weekend. Its was great meeting the childhood gang after so long. It was a mundane saturday but auntie grace had some dinner thing at her house. I went there, planning to stay only for 2 hours at the most (history la history) only to be shipped off into a Taxi with kel to meet the rest for dinner. Apparently, its an adults only party. It was really ingenius to go to town on Chingay night. We got dropped off at Takashimaya and had to go across to paragon to meet the rest at Sushi Tei. Sadly, what was blocking the road was a bloody LION DANCE. We were an hour late to which we saw stacks of plates on the table upon arrival.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The chef was eyeing us suspciously when we piled on cans of sprite, coke and beer to see how long can it last. Alas, lawrences and Cys mental energies were not enough to topple the thing over. After dinner, we went to the Metro toy department to relive our childhood. Im still amused by that "I want to grow up to be..." game which included a picture of a queen.  I found that hilarious. Tiff went around trying to find sea monkeys and kel was just being happy there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We decided to go to Cine to 'rent a room' (to which the boys laughed) so that we can watch a movie. Kel and i decided to go back to her place though because a surprising guest turned up, Matthew liong! The poor guy was at the adults only dinner for a long time, and what was sadder was that my dad was interrogating about the stuff dads interrogate him about his daughter. HAHA ok it was not that bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant wait to finish the CTS and finally stay home as a tv-holic. It will be nice to be able to sleep soundly without snippets of "pancasila", "moor", "social marginal benefit" come into my mind when i try to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In any case, photos up!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8323752-1005659557955843272?l=swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com/feeds/1005659557955843272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8323752&amp;postID=1005659557955843272' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8323752/posts/default/1005659557955843272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8323752/posts/default/1005659557955843272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com/2007/02/blog-post.html' title='-'/><author><name>Charkie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12964843818315549424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8323752.post-7641083362280578479</id><published>2007-02-24T18:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-24T18:39:12.687+08:00</updated><title type='text'>whdoh</title><content type='html'>wearing: some purple skirt, white top and black jacket&lt;br /&gt;mood: more on the happy side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know i said i wont come online until CTs are over. But i have to blog about this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;History seminar auditions in NUS today. The university lecturers complimented that we were, and i quote, "EXCELLENT". Final round on the 3rd, have to refine the script and minor details.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is gratifying because:&lt;br /&gt;1)we were the last ones on the list to audition before break time. Tired judges not good.&lt;br /&gt;2)We changed the script 3 times, and in the middle had to juggle CT studies and for some, Chingay as well.&lt;br /&gt;3)They loved our hitler thing!&lt;br /&gt;4)The actors just keep getting better.&lt;br /&gt;5)It feels that our hard work had paid off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY!.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8323752-7641083362280578479?l=swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com/feeds/7641083362280578479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8323752&amp;postID=7641083362280578479' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8323752/posts/default/7641083362280578479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8323752/posts/default/7641083362280578479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com/2007/02/whdoh.html' title='whdoh'/><author><name>Charkie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12964843818315549424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8323752.post-4905487122908857296</id><published>2007-02-21T18:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-21T19:04:26.401+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fofho</title><content type='html'>wearing: batik pjs&lt;br /&gt;mood: Sleepy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its scary how the week has gone by so fast. Its going to be thursday tomorrow and before you know it, *poof* Common test week. Its been just busy busy busy this week that theres hardly any time for me to have a breather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;History seminar is especially taking up quite a lot of time with daily rehersals at F5005 (computer lab at the 5th floor). Todays rehersal was quite funny. I cant wait to showcase to all the JCs at the audition our hitler masterpiece.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I probably wont be online (a huge radical change) for some time, will be blogging again next week!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-oh and class/kc renuion photos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sg.pg.photos.yahoo.com/ph/rickinranger/album?.dir=/4013scd&amp;urlhint=actn,del%3as,2%3af,0"&gt;http://sg.pg.photos.yahoo.com/ph/rickinranger/album?.dir=/4013scd&amp;amp;urlhint=actn,del%3as,2%3af,0&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;buh-bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8323752-4905487122908857296?l=swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com/feeds/4905487122908857296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8323752&amp;postID=4905487122908857296' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8323752/posts/default/4905487122908857296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8323752/posts/default/4905487122908857296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com/2007/02/fofho.html' title='fofho'/><author><name>Charkie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12964843818315549424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8323752.post-3772894283940879618</id><published>2007-02-17T23:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-18T00:00:53.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CNY dinner</title><content type='html'>DO YOU KNOW WHO IS TANGHOON?!?!&lt;br /&gt;IT IS..&lt;br /&gt;Tang-ohs brother.&lt;br /&gt;Dan Dan mians cousin.&lt;br /&gt;Whose twin sisters are&lt;br /&gt;beehoon and meehoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohoh. And a story concucted by my ingenius niece.&lt;br /&gt;"One upon a time, there was this huge crocodile. One day it farted, an a whale fainted."&lt;br /&gt;THE END.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8323752-3772894283940879618?l=swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com/feeds/3772894283940879618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8323752&amp;postID=3772894283940879618' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8323752/posts/default/3772894283940879618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8323752/posts/default/3772894283940879618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com/2007/02/cny-dinner.html' title='CNY dinner'/><author><name>Charkie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12964843818315549424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8323752.post-5143893504991835345</id><published>2007-02-17T16:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-17T16:48:57.152+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fhuierh</title><content type='html'>wearing: some random jacket and pjs&lt;br /&gt;mood: si-bei stoned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its a saturday. Its a nice lazy saturday unsuitable for studying in preperation for the upcoming common tests. Still theres still must be some preserverence, which is why ill go back to studying after typing this entry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was great. The main highlight was the meeting up with good old friends from both KC and CJC. Although zouk was irritatingly crowded, at least we still managed to have fun with all of our usual banter. Ive just realised that despite much persuasion from me, sebo refused to do her miss tan accent. The main catchphrase of the day would be from the prata man. Our conversation went like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: Do you have plain prata?&lt;br /&gt;Man: *stares incredulously* Noooooo. We only have prata with egg".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, if you think and ponder about it. They do not have plain prata but they have prata with egg. WITH EGG. Just take out the damned egg and you get plain prata! We were speculating that because since the service was so long, some previous customer who had ordered egg prata probably walked off and left, hence inclining the prata man to insist that they only have EGG prata so as to sell it off. Ahah. Cheat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was great to catch up with Darcy albeit it be 4am in the morning downstairs my house. All in bid for chinese new year, the funny guy came in a supermarket trolley being pushed by Glen. It was their car. Its better than any hydrogen-fueld cars available in the market now thats for sure. A level results coming out. Ha-ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom just came into my room with the NUS postcard. Theres going to be an open house around march the 10th to the 11th. Its back to reality now. Sometimes i tend to forget that in JC ive come so that i can go to the uni. Maybe thats why ive been so slack in preperation for the common tests. What really sucks is that i keep on complaining on how i do not have enough time to study when what the real issue here is that i keep on making myself busy. Every single spare bit of spare time ill use it up for random stuff. Its time to really concentrate. Private banking is calling ahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8323752-5143893504991835345?l=swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com/feeds/5143893504991835345/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8323752&amp;postID=5143893504991835345' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8323752/posts/default/5143893504991835345'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8323752/posts/default/5143893504991835345'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com/2007/02/fhuierh.html' title='fhuierh'/><author><name>Charkie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12964843818315549424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8323752.post-6978631268849062419</id><published>2007-02-15T19:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-15T19:36:44.612+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/RdRFygE3mkI/AAAAAAAAAFE/Le27GBUxTXE/s1600-h/IMG_2969.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; WIDTH: 233px; HEIGHT: 314px" height="320" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/RdRFygE3mkI/AAAAAAAAAFE/Le27GBUxTXE/s320/IMG_2969.JPG" width="321" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/RdRFywE3mlI/AAAAAAAAAFM/4gsN98Z7QD4/s1600-h/IMG_2949.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/RdRFywE3mlI/AAAAAAAAAFM/4gsN98Z7QD4/s320/IMG_2949.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;The ying and the yang. The biscuit and the cream of an oreo. The white and black stripes of a zebra. We are Kat and Charlene.HAHHHHHAH. Our new motto.&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/RdRFywE3mmI/AAAAAAAAAFU/2CW77D9kDJI/s1600-h/IMG_2165.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/RdRFywE3mmI/AAAAAAAAAFU/2CW77D9kDJI/s320/IMG_2165.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Valentines day presents. The cushion was from my dad, haha.&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;br /&gt;Goodbye yuanfeng! I wish i can put up the picture we took today but its in cynthias (pictured left) phone. Go attract chiobus in SP.&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:LEFT'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&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/8323752-6978631268849062419?l=swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com/feeds/6978631268849062419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8323752&amp;postID=6978631268849062419' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8323752/posts/default/6978631268849062419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8323752/posts/default/6978631268849062419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com/2007/02/ying-and-yang.html' title=''/><author><name>Charkie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12964843818315549424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/RdRFygE3mkI/AAAAAAAAAFE/Le27GBUxTXE/s72-c/IMG_2969.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8323752.post-2386333254615824520</id><published>2007-02-15T19:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-15T19:23:02.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'>rhreiuhi</title><content type='html'>wearing: cj uniform&lt;br /&gt;mood: sleepy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, the two dreaded days of tests has come to pass. Although the fact that the common tests are just around the corner is not exactly the most comforting, it feels good to get these obstacles over and done with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First and most importantly, today is the last day of one IG19 minions, YuanFeng. Hes withdrawing to go to Singapore polytechnic and i wish you all the best. A 12 pointer, Yuanfeng is sure to do his best there. I feel like im writing a report card. I remember how my secondary school teacher use to give quotes like "press on..!", which was honestly really corny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish i could go for the blood donation. I wanted to donate blood but i suspect im still having a mild case of flu so its better if i dont. Haha imagine if i have some killer ibola virus or something and the poor blood reciever gets it. Blood reminds me of the colour red. Red means valentines ah yes, valentines. THANK YOU to all of those who gave the valentines day gifts. Not to discount everyone, but weixin gave a really rad one with individual pictures of everyone. How did you ever get a picture of my 'egyptian duck' walk?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school, Kat and I went to town to just hang around for awhile. Naturally we laughed a lot. And with Kat, you would laugh a lot with her contagious laughter. She was pretending to be an islamic terrorist by wrapping her head with that blue jacket of hers in orchard road. In order to commemerate valentines day (or the end of it), we took a neoprint. Goodness, havent taken those for such a long time. We were such noobs with the machine that we even entered ourselves into some neoprint competition without ourselves knowing. Until we saw our picture displayed with the rest of the participants. I dont see the point in entering that kind of a competition though, its not as if you'll get a prize or something if you'll win it. Haha, even if you did, how the heck are they going to contact you. Ahah. Japanese machines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After lounging around with Kat, i went off to meet weiloong and shamir for dinner. Well, their dinner. I just sat there and ate the chips they were giving out at heeren. I feel so good 'nyah-ing' about my best friend (not kel!).Oh, an raijoo edited weiloongs history topic sentence, the one on the slide of 'mistakes' was not an exact replica of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chinese new year celebrations tomorrow! I cant wait for saturdays dinner at grand shanghai. I want to go terrorise my niece.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8323752-2386333254615824520?l=swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com/feeds/2386333254615824520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8323752&amp;postID=2386333254615824520' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8323752/posts/default/2386333254615824520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8323752/posts/default/2386333254615824520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com/2007/02/rhreiuhi.html' title='rhreiuhi'/><author><name>Charkie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12964843818315549424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8323752.post-3601960853290055254</id><published>2007-02-12T23:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-11T17:32:49.458+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fwor2</title><content type='html'>wearing: black polo shirt and shorts&lt;br /&gt;mood: okay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Valentines day is coming. Approximately in two days time in fact. However, thats not the foremost important event this week. What &lt;em&gt;else&lt;/em&gt; is coming is my grandmothers one year death anniversary. Tomorrow. Although its been a year, it feels like it has only been months. Although i couldnt pay a visit to my grandmother often before, i still do miss her. I still remember the days of her cooking vinegared pork trotters for me to eat. The days where Brice and I used to laugh about tuxedo (a small dog) sleeping on my grandmothers rather tubby belly. The days where my grandmother used to talk about gong-gong and laugh (goodnaturedly) about his dreams about becoming a hongkong movie star. He could have though, when in the sixties, he was handpicked by this director to go overseas. My grandmother hid the passport though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In any case, i think its pretty ironic that she should die the right before valentines. Both she and my grandfather were one of the most sweetest loving couples. Although they dont really celebrate valentines (being old, they already spend so much time together), i think it must have some impact on my grandfather who is, for the second time, again alone on valentines day. I would want to go visit him but im so cooped up in school. Moms going to visit him though so i guess that covers more than enough ground.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a brighter side, i cant wait to see if one of mings 27 admirers give her something on valentines day. HAHA at least i know ive got at least one gift, from my darling katirina.:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8323752-3601960853290055254?l=swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com/feeds/3601960853290055254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8323752&amp;postID=3601960853290055254' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8323752/posts/default/3601960853290055254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8323752/posts/default/3601960853290055254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com/2007/02/fwor2.html' title='fwor2'/><author><name>Charkie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12964843818315549424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8323752.post-3390721460330722604</id><published>2007-02-10T23:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-10T23:35:41.428+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2T04 VERY CAMWHORE</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/Rc3mZQE3mjI/AAAAAAAAAE8/wNn-tbgwWTI/s1600-h/collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left; WIDTH: 359px; HEIGHT: 340px" height="338" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/Rc3mZQE3mjI/AAAAAAAAAE8/wNn-tbgwWTI/s320/collage.jpg" width="525" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:LEFT'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&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/8323752-3390721460330722604?l=swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com/feeds/3390721460330722604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8323752&amp;postID=3390721460330722604' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8323752/posts/default/3390721460330722604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8323752/posts/default/3390721460330722604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com/2007/02/2t04-very-camwhore.html' title='2T04 VERY CAMWHORE'/><author><name>Charkie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12964843818315549424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/Rc3mZQE3mjI/AAAAAAAAAE8/wNn-tbgwWTI/s72-c/collage.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8323752.post-9029315422537448432</id><published>2007-02-10T22:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-10T23:36:05.085+08:00</updated><title type='text'>swimswimswim</title><content type='html'>wearing:Facil shirt and shorts&lt;br /&gt;mood: :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today i endeavoured through bugis village in search of chinese new year clothes. I was estatic when i found this red kimono top which i can use to visit relatives. The main important thing there is that it is &lt;strong&gt;red, &lt;/strong&gt;something my dad would be quite happy with. Any colour is out of the question, even the slightest adjustment such as pink. Ah. Traditional men.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im finally uploading the photos of the cross country as i do so for the IG bbq and fencing reception. Why are there so many pictures of winson? T4 has an obession with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadly, we didnt take that many photos for the fencing reception because my camera was dying. I found the reception rather funny. When we arrived at the fencing room, we were told to assemble in the judo area and sit cross-legged on the mat. Everyone was silent and looking intently at brother paul when Sam mentioned to me "I feel like we are in a muslim prayer room". That did it. I laughed so hard that i felt that i was suffocating. Especially when i had to control like shit because brother paul was talking. The friar started blessing the room with holy water and one whole wad got splatted onto my face. I am blessed. We kept eyeing this small sji boy which we identified as 'blackwatch'. I felt so paedophilic especially hes probably just secondary 1 or 2 but hes so small, haha i wish he was my little brother. Instead of my non-exsistant one right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fencing reception was not bad, considering that the school probably had a limited budget to pay for the reception. The food was catered from siam kitchen and the fish cakes were good. We Kept on laughing at Don (the shooter one) for his rather proper announcement last week. Tsk st pats people. Come to think of it, my dad was from St pats hahahahha. Tsk. Traditional st pats men.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then i got a call from mag who asked what time i was coming for the bbq. Since there was nothing to do besides eat and drink (no training!), i packed up my bags and left to help out.. Only to realise that brother paul was standing there looking at me escaping. He was fine with me leaving halfway though, when i explained to him it was an IG bbq and we were going to celebrate O level results. Rode the bus with kumar/faizal before arriving at the bbq destination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I helped (somesort) Gabriel, Mag and Auntie Rodrigues prepare the food for the bbq. Im going to develop a phobia of aluminium foil and sweet potatoes. Everything was prepared pretty quickly and we went down to start the fire. In all my bbq experiences, ive never seen so many fire starters in one spot but cant help it la. The wind was too strong. We waited for the IG19 people to come until 8 plus (which was long considering i arrived at 5.30). In the meantime, Antonia (gabriels cute sister) and her friends started munching on the food that Mark (the brother, who refuses to do the mass dance)was cooking. Nothing to be cross at about though, the more the merrier. Plus, it was interesting to hear what they were talking about HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally at 8 something, the rest of the IG people came in high spirits (for most) because of the good results. Buds one was quite funny. C6 for english, distinction for everything else (he had 15pts). Jamie had 7 points, power. Im glad the night went well, all of us went crazy with the camera. Its a pity that GARREETTTH didnt join us OEEI. Tsk. Missing out! Anyway, I went swimming with antonia and mag for a short while and im going to practise on my handstand tomorrow. Some had to leave early so it was left to a small group of us who did the mass dance- which jasmine quite an expert on, HAHAHA.I cant really remember how to do the bangra but i still dont understand why (insert weiloongs/jeremy yeaps nasal whyy)the j1s dont like the bangra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, Sean has a mouth capacity to hold in 8 marshmallows. Chubby bunny was the game.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow, my entry is long. Overall i enjoyed the bbq very much. Thank you Gabriel/Gabby for hosting the bbq.True as your message rang out, you finally did something for IG 19 haha. You hero! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PHOTOS UP AT :&lt;a href="http://sg.pg.photos.yahoo.com/ph/rickinranger/my_photos"&gt;http://sg.pg.photos.yahoo.com/ph/rickinranger/my_photos&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Please look under fencing/bbq for those photos and for the class people, look under cross country.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8323752-9029315422537448432?l=swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com/feeds/9029315422537448432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8323752&amp;postID=9029315422537448432' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8323752/posts/default/9029315422537448432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8323752/posts/default/9029315422537448432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com/2007/02/swimswimswim.html' title='swimswimswim'/><author><name>Charkie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12964843818315549424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8323752.post-6919599062033482585</id><published>2007-02-08T20:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-05T21:58:47.598+08:00</updated><title type='text'>moehe</title><content type='html'>wearing:pjs&lt;br /&gt;mood: sleepy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The days have been busy, busy, busy. The common tests are coming up and theres a gargantuan amount of topics to catch up on before i can safely sit for the tests. History seminar auditions are on the 24th, so we have to get costumes and scripts ready before that. The CTs are a week after that and i feel like im going to die before the week is over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looks like me and jessie do not have to struggle to make a decision about faciling anymore. We have secured our pact, we're not faciling. We would honestly if we could, but then the actual history seminar falls on the same date as facil training. Although its not a comfirmed guarantee that we'll get into the finals, its better not to have too many things clashing on the same day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday cross country was funny. Although it was sad that our class didnt get top 4 like we did last year, we were still pretty jubliant that at least RANDALL MARCUS LEE/RACHEL/MR SPORTSMAN came in 10th. In order to embarass him, we cheered for him damn loudly, to which we succeeded. Its funny how we were cheering as if we were T13 (the class with jackie and shiming in it, the top girls/guys runner for j2s) haha. We didnt do our 'shiok shiok' cheer but oh well. Photos of cross country will be up during the weekend haha. I want to take pictures at the upcoming bbqs first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrows a whole list of activities. Trainings cancelled so that we can have a reception to commence our new fencing room. Its going to be quite the formal occasion. Apparently, brother paul wants to bless the new training areas. Im hoping theres food.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GOOD LUCK FOR O LEVEL RESULTS TOMORROW EVERYONE&lt;br /&gt;I remember mine last years. I didnt even sleep the night before. I managed to east my nasi bryani before collecting my O level cert only to find that i couldnt stand because of food poisoning. Total nightmare haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8323752-6919599062033482585?l=swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com/feeds/6919599062033482585/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8323752&amp;postID=6919599062033482585' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8323752/posts/default/6919599062033482585'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8323752/posts/default/6919599062033482585'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com/2007/02/moehe.html' title='moehe'/><author><name>Charkie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12964843818315549424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8323752.post-8759387992519459456</id><published>2007-02-05T21:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-05T21:58:51.258+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/Rcc4F-kHd2I/AAAAAAAAAEc/kBFAbtqLU8E/s1600-h/IMG_2833.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/Rcc4F-kHd2I/AAAAAAAAAEc/kBFAbtqLU8E/s320/IMG_2833.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy early valentines JM&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                           with love,&lt;br /&gt;                      Charlene&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/Rcc4GekHd3I/AAAAAAAAAEk/IlxStsrG4ss/s1600-h/IMG_2830.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/Rcc4GekHd3I/AAAAAAAAAEk/IlxStsrG4ss/s320/IMG_2830.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;The dustbin. The teleport.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/Rcc4GukHd4I/AAAAAAAAAEs/nS1OHQ9fTEE/s1600-h/DSC00808.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/Rcc4GukHd4I/AAAAAAAAAEs/nS1OHQ9fTEE/s320/DSC00808.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Some of the funny history seminar people. "I SHOOT you like i shoot trotsky, PISS OFF" Oh, and our favourite horse on the table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/Rcc4GukHd5I/AAAAAAAAAE0/EoJfAAR0EE8/s1600-h/e725scd.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/Rcc4GukHd5I/AAAAAAAAAE0/EoJfAAR0EE8/s320/e725scd.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A really random out of the way picture of my accomplice 1 and 2.&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:LEFT'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&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/8323752-8759387992519459456?l=swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com/feeds/8759387992519459456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8323752&amp;postID=8759387992519459456' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8323752/posts/default/8759387992519459456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8323752/posts/default/8759387992519459456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com/2007/02/happy-early-valentines-jm-with-love.html' title=''/><author><name>Charkie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12964843818315549424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/Rcc4F-kHd2I/AAAAAAAAAEc/kBFAbtqLU8E/s72-c/IMG_2833.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8323752.post-2521352762988912178</id><published>2007-02-04T13:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-04T13:54:44.991+08:00</updated><title type='text'>brushaleikd.</title><content type='html'>wearing:batik shirt and jeans hahahha.&lt;br /&gt;mood: Super stoned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh no its a sunday. Sunday is always quite the omen because it signifys that monday is coming. Another week of brain-draining tutorials and lectures that sometimes dont even make sense. Im especially hesistant to go for another econs lecture because ive pretty much forgotten all about the previous section in international trade. I shall prepare myself for somemore 'mental gymnastics' as narindar puts it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suspect that theres a bees nest somewhere in school. Last week during morning assembly, there was this huge bee that was buzzing around the first few classes (our T4 being, well, number 4). It was seriously damn huge. It was about the size of a fat thumb and its black in colour. It was really difficult to concentrate singing the national anthem when theres a mock black fat thumb flying around you, close enough to feel that wind its hyperwings generate. Naaturally, some of the reactions were amusing. The bee parted the classes when students slanted to either left or right to prevent from getting hit. It was sort of a reanacment of moses parting the red see, except its the black bee parting the blue sea. Ha-ha. But i really should get on with my entry because my preoccupation with that bee is driving me insane. I keep thinking about it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;History seminar auditions are coming round the corner! So far the planning of the script has been hilarious. Cheers to dicator idol and mahatir giving out currypuffs/playing the guitar. Also Cheers to mussolini, our favourite pompous arrogant jerk.Too bad the malaysian idea probably isnt going to be used though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OOh ive found some random photos but ill put them up another time haha. BECAUSE MATH TEACHER IS HERE GAHHH.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8323752-2521352762988912178?l=swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com/feeds/2521352762988912178/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8323752&amp;postID=2521352762988912178' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8323752/posts/default/2521352762988912178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8323752/posts/default/2521352762988912178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com/2007/02/brushaleikd.html' title='brushaleikd.'/><author><name>Charkie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12964843818315549424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8323752.post-5034807541445051570</id><published>2007-02-02T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-03T00:10:19.389+08:00</updated><title type='text'>JINGMING</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/RcNiPukHd1I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/VpgHtetbW-0/s1600-h/IMG_2822.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5026969631412680530" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/RcNiPukHd1I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/VpgHtetbW-0/s320/IMG_2822.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;wearing:pjs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;mood: sleepy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My priorities are all over the place. Instead of reading up on ASEAN, im typing out this blog entry dedicated to Jing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dear JM&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We've missed you at CJ for the past year. Its been so long since we last met up and someone has gone much more buffer eh. Im glad i asked you to write in my journal, make sure you keep that reciept. Sam and i had so much fun today, even though it was just at mundane school.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;How dare you leave CJ last year for MJ. Eediot.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We love you! And yes, we shall support your canoeing race in July. Rather far though.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8323752-5034807541445051570?l=swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com/feeds/5034807541445051570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8323752&amp;postID=5034807541445051570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8323752/posts/default/5034807541445051570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8323752/posts/default/5034807541445051570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com/2007/02/jingming.html' title='JINGMING'/><author><name>Charkie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12964843818315549424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/RcNiPukHd1I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/VpgHtetbW-0/s72-c/IMG_2822.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8323752.post-1023359797602218566</id><published>2007-02-01T15:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-01T15:36:48.015+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dwsr</title><content type='html'>wearing: cj uniform&lt;br /&gt;mood: sigh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They postponed Malaysian open for fencing. Originally the plan was to leave on the 2nd of March until the 5th of march for KL. The timing was perfect for we would leave after school and come back in time for school. Better yet, we could skip school on tuesday. We were supposed to stay in a 4 star hotel for $250 which was near the shopping areas and provided morning breakfast. Now the date for the open has been changed to the 24th to 25th of march which is right after A division. Just right after. Now the school wont approve (because its too much of a rush).  Its bloody disappointing and to emphasis it more, fucking disappointing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im lazy to type everything down so ill just do it in point form.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good Stuff&lt;br /&gt;1) Jing is coming tomorrow. We shall hangout in the grandstand like old times.&lt;br /&gt;2)Econs and history tests are finally over.&lt;br /&gt;3)Weiloong finally cut his hair. Although thanks to shamir and Mr tan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bad stuff&lt;br /&gt;1)Mainly Malaysian Open&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8323752-1023359797602218566?l=swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com/feeds/1023359797602218566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8323752&amp;postID=1023359797602218566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8323752/posts/default/1023359797602218566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8323752/posts/default/1023359797602218566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com/2007/02/dwsr.html' title='dwsr'/><author><name>Charkie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12964843818315549424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8323752.post-3754460777489446198</id><published>2007-01-30T03:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-30T04:00:17.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'>help</title><content type='html'>Its 4 am and im damn hungry. Plus im wide awake. Why isnt my medicine making me drowsy just like it should as stated on the bottle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh no i really cannot fall asleep. Im starting to panic. die die.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8323752-3754460777489446198?l=swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com/feeds/3754460777489446198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8323752&amp;postID=3754460777489446198' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8323752/posts/default/3754460777489446198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8323752/posts/default/3754460777489446198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com/2007/01/help.html' title='help'/><author><name>Charkie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12964843818315549424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8323752.post-6152133868885214954</id><published>2007-01-28T14:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-28T15:38:18.247+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dingbataleik</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/RbxQYWY_bGI/AAAAAAAAAD4/Pt-WwNHoSJQ/s1600-h/IMG_2713.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5024979663496113250" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/RbxQYWY_bGI/AAAAAAAAAD4/Pt-WwNHoSJQ/s320/IMG_2713.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;wearing: old navy shirt and pyjama pants&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/RbxSomY_bHI/AAAAAAAAAEA/USCmfkRgJ-k/s1600-h/IMG_2714.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;mood: not that good&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its a dreary sunday afternoon and im feeling so stoned. Im going over to visit my little newphew later at his new place. I cant wait to see it. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ive finally decided to see the doctor for my never-ending flu. He said theres a flu epidemic going around now because of this bacteria called "M-something". HAHA, i wasnt really listening because i was distracted by his family pictures up on the wall. In any case, he gave me a bigger tablet than usual because my medication is going to cover that bacterium as well. Theres this brown bottle of cough mixture which really sickens me because its so sweet. Besides that, it reminds me of the syrup i had to give my Chinchilla (tommy girl for secondary school mates) before it died. The sickening sweet smell of that syrup still haunts me. I suspect it was one of the factors causing my chinchillas death, the smell is enough to make your brain stop functioning.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The doctor forbade me from doing any form of exercise for 6 days. Rather bummer. Its going to be so boring idling around and waiting for PE to finish. No running, NO BADMINTON, no fencing. Im especially against the no badminton part because im addicted to it. Plus i want to carry on the badminton championship with kat. Then again, rest and recover now, play badminton forever (or at least until i get tired of it haha).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ive been trying to repair the broken links at the bottom of this post. Unfortunately, my attempts have been pretty unsuccessful. I reposted it 4 times already and still the links are broken. I guess ill just leave it like that :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/RbxSomY_bHI/AAAAAAAAAEA/USCmfkRgJ-k/s1600-h/IMG_2714.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8323752-6152133868885214954?l=swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com/feeds/6152133868885214954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8323752&amp;postID=6152133868885214954' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8323752/posts/default/6152133868885214954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8323752/posts/default/6152133868885214954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com/2007/01/dingbataleik.html' title='dingbataleik'/><author><name>Charkie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12964843818315549424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/RbxQYWY_bGI/AAAAAAAAAD4/Pt-WwNHoSJQ/s72-c/IMG_2713.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8323752.post-7731502947602340232</id><published>2007-01-27T21:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-27T21:53:19.047+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dffere</title><content type='html'>The class bbq photos are finally up. I wanted to write comments on every one of them but i decided against it. There are wayy too many.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sg.pg.photos.yahoo.com/ph/rickinranger/my_photos"&gt;http://sg.pg.photos.yahoo.com/ph/rickinranger/my_photos&lt;/a&gt;- look under "class BBQ"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8323752-7731502947602340232?l=swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com/feeds/7731502947602340232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8323752&amp;postID=7731502947602340232' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8323752/posts/default/7731502947602340232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8323752/posts/default/7731502947602340232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com/2007/01/dffere.html' title='dffere'/><author><name>Charkie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12964843818315549424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8323752.post-4632661449458056732</id><published>2007-01-27T15:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-27T15:46:49.661+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://localhost:1399/48a7154d5617d63e12c9abf97802246f/image239.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left" alt="" src="http://localhost:1399/48a7154d5617d63e12c9abf97802246f/image239.jpg?size=320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Randalls new toy bubble gun. All the rage in 2T4&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;a href="http://localhost:1399/48a7154d5617d63e12c9abf97802246f/image238.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left" alt="" src="http://localhost:1399/48a7154d5617d63e12c9abf97802246f/image238.jpg?size=320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wonders of the bubble gun. Lionel was obviously enthralled by it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://localhost:1399/48a7154d5617d63e12c9abf97802246f/image298.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left" alt="" src="http://localhost:1399/48a7154d5617d63e12c9abf97802246f/image298.jpg?size=320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teeeu teee oooh four . Wheres pierluca oh pierluca&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;a href="http://localhost:1399/48a7154d5617d63e12c9abf97802246f/image282.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left" alt="" src="http://localhost:1399/48a7154d5617d63e12c9abf97802246f/image282.jpg?size=320" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The little rodent was unsuspecting of the choas it had caused. Observe them squatting on the chair.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8323752-4632661449458056732?l=swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com/feeds/4632661449458056732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8323752&amp;postID=4632661449458056732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8323752/posts/default/4632661449458056732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8323752/posts/default/4632661449458056732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com/2007/01/randalls-new-toy-bubble-gun.html' title=''/><author><name>Charkie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12964843818315549424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8323752.post-8836514072117076128</id><published>2007-01-27T01:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-27T01:58:44.798+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cdcd</title><content type='html'>wearing: pjs&lt;br /&gt;mood: Happy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We've finally gotten around to having a class BBQ over at my place. The day was such a drain especially with an economics test on income distribution. I couldnt really think during the test because my brain is stuck with all the phlegm which already overloaded my throat. I can imagine how bad my test results are going to be. My history is, well, history. Econs is on a rather precarious side and i barely passed GP. Oh well, pick up the books and strive on for better results in the upcoming common tests. Woo-hoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im still thinking if i should continue on with Orientation 2. Jessie and I really want to but are still a little hesitant. Im going to seek and consult the advice of my beloved IG 19 and T3 before i make my decision. All on monday. We're going to have an 19 bbq soon and it marks one of the last few days we're going to spend together before O2. Its saddening really because the people are just so fun and really 'tight'. And T3 has just changed angels for the angel and mortal game. Thank you Samuel, if your reading this for the sweet note and chocolates. It was very encouraging to see that Gareth and I were good facils. Made my day haha, very heartening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now onward to the class BBQ. Everyone came except PIERLUCA OH who remained uncontactable. YH and Andrew had to do their brotherhood toast without the third musketeer. Even Mr lim came and we never knew he drove. The night was certainly entertaining with everyone laughing. You should see nick pat when he comes into near contact with rodents, rather hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant believe we saw superman (incognito nick for initial KK) walking nearby my house. Zhang mama! HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway photos will be up soon. Just a few for now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8323752-8836514072117076128?l=swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com/feeds/8836514072117076128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8323752&amp;postID=8836514072117076128' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8323752/posts/default/8836514072117076128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8323752/posts/default/8836514072117076128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com/2007/01/cdcd.html' title='cdcd'/><author><name>Charkie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12964843818315549424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8323752.post-5210675261784943204</id><published>2007-01-25T18:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-25T18:10:25.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sfd</title><content type='html'>wearing: school uniform&lt;br /&gt;mood: -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY MAJORIE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8323752-5210675261784943204?l=swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com/feeds/5210675261784943204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8323752&amp;postID=5210675261784943204' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8323752/posts/default/5210675261784943204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8323752/posts/default/5210675261784943204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com/2007/01/sfd.html' title='sfd'/><author><name>Charkie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12964843818315549424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8323752.post-7963854485114943114</id><published>2007-01-23T16:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-23T16:59:04.437+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dfdfr</title><content type='html'>wearing:Pre-U sem shirt and shorts&lt;br /&gt;mood: :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im damn high today. HHAHAHA the drink stall auntie calls me 'Mei Nu" hahahahahhaha. The last time she said i had a nice nose made me over the moon. Now im in the freaking galaxy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And tomorrow im going to have my 3 seconds of fame. Watch out!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8323752-7963854485114943114?l=swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com/feeds/7963854485114943114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8323752&amp;postID=7963854485114943114' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8323752/posts/default/7963854485114943114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8323752/posts/default/7963854485114943114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com/2007/01/dfdfr.html' title='dfdfr'/><author><name>Charkie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12964843818315549424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8323752.post-2429591977995848336</id><published>2007-01-21T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-22T00:15:03.779+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fdgehgw</title><content type='html'>wearing: green top and jeans&lt;br /&gt;mood: :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day was spent shuffling between fencing competition and the rain concert. I'll explain the items consecutively. The fencing competition was satisfactory. Our group managed to get into the quarter finals (haha) but unfortunately we had to fence CJ team A. I didnt really expect to win against them so there was no sense of grudge when we did eventually lose. Im not trying to promote the "i-give-up" attitude but really, the girls of team A trained hard and they deserve to win. I still cant get over two things, goldfish/bowlcut hair girl and the WENDY cheer. The CJ team did well though, clinching a bronze eventually. We could have gotten a gold but we decided to take easy on the other teams ha-ha. In any case, goldfish/bowlcut hair girl is on my display picture now. I refuse to take it off for a week. She spurs me on my vengeance for this world.&lt;br /&gt;What was satisfactory though, was that all of the CJ teams managed to go through at least to the quarterfinals. What really motivated me was the elaborate cheering and the support everyone gave to each other. We fencers definetly are a close-knit bunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came home just in time to get ready for the Rain concert. Kel, Tiff, John and I ate at the Mushroom pot where kel was literally enthralled by all the mushrooms. Our tibetan ribs didnt come with mushrooms, making feel a little cheated. We laughed so much due to all the lame weather jokes (a pre-Rain concert prep). I think i almost died when John mentioned that Rains fans were called "Clouds". I should have taken a picture of the booth that had the sign "World clouds' which meant fans from around the world. Tiff was wondering why of all names he had to pick "Rain". What if he was called "Tree". I think that would spoil the whole image. Some guy approached us to go for some auditions under a japanese company. John and probably tiff are auditioning, go be famous guys. Kel go join them. I'll just sit home and study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School tomorrow eeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8323752-2429591977995848336?l=swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com/feeds/2429591977995848336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8323752&amp;postID=2429591977995848336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8323752/posts/default/2429591977995848336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8323752/posts/default/2429591977995848336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com/2007/01/fdgehgw.html' title='fdgehgw'/><author><name>Charkie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12964843818315549424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8323752.post-5416645471136244562</id><published>2007-01-21T23:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-21T23:55:39.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/RbOM-evd25I/AAAAAAAAADY/6-HbzCpbP_0/s1600-h/IMG_2479.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/RbOM-evd25I/AAAAAAAAADY/6-HbzCpbP_0/s320/IMG_2479.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;The companions for the day. Childhood friends and newfound friend. I still think that mushroom fries taste like sweat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/RbOM-uvd26I/AAAAAAAAADg/N_7qLLrSMRw/s1600-h/IMG_2483.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/RbOM-uvd26I/AAAAAAAAADg/N_7qLLrSMRw/s320/IMG_2483.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How long will it be before we meet up again. GAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/RbOM-uvd27I/AAAAAAAAADo/OLum-yZ3aVk/s1600-h/IMG_2499.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/RbOM-uvd27I/AAAAAAAAADo/OLum-yZ3aVk/s320/IMG_2499.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rain came in a submarine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/RbOM--vd28I/AAAAAAAAADw/l8CAqPkYLR8/s1600-h/IMG_2507.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/RbOM--vd28I/AAAAAAAAADw/l8CAqPkYLR8/s320/IMG_2507.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;The TV screen was the one that saved me the whole night. It had english subtitles for the songs!&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:LEFT'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&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/8323752-5416645471136244562?l=swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com/feeds/5416645471136244562/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8323752&amp;postID=5416645471136244562' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8323752/posts/default/5416645471136244562'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8323752/posts/default/5416645471136244562'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com/2007/01/companions-for-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Charkie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12964843818315549424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/RbOM-evd25I/AAAAAAAAADY/6-HbzCpbP_0/s72-c/IMG_2479.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8323752.post-4654874379995946413</id><published>2007-01-21T23:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-21T23:46:51.427+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/RbOK6evd21I/AAAAAAAAAC4/mKINKfwzw-s/s1600-h/IMG_2445.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/RbOK6evd21I/AAAAAAAAAC4/mKINKfwzw-s/s320/IMG_2445.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  The CJC fencing team. We actually achieved our goal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/RbOK6evd22I/AAAAAAAAADA/xBy7YYzk4Hs/s1600-h/IMG_2448.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/RbOK6evd22I/AAAAAAAAADA/xBy7YYzk4Hs/s320/IMG_2448.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bern, Me, Vic and Cheryl. The most supporting team seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/RbOK6uvd23I/AAAAAAAAADI/Pa3UpldO0MY/s1600-h/IMG_2484.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/RbOK6uvd23I/AAAAAAAAADI/Pa3UpldO0MY/s320/IMG_2484.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Hey. Rain is coming.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/RbOK6-vd24I/AAAAAAAAADQ/USkuZEdxpeM/s1600-h/IMG_2546.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/RbOK6-vd24I/AAAAAAAAADQ/USkuZEdxpeM/s320/IMG_2546.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is picture perfect for all the rain fans. 3 different sections to see from, including the real one in the middle.&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:LEFT'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&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/8323752-4654874379995946413?l=swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com/feeds/4654874379995946413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8323752&amp;postID=4654874379995946413' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8323752/posts/default/4654874379995946413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8323752/posts/default/4654874379995946413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com/2007/01/cjc-fencing-team.html' title=''/><author><name>Charkie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12964843818315549424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/RbOK6evd21I/AAAAAAAAAC4/mKINKfwzw-s/s72-c/IMG_2445.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8323752.post-3169192715478944909</id><published>2007-01-19T20:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-19T21:11:11.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ftrt</title><content type='html'>wearing:pjs&lt;br /&gt;mood: -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most disgusting feeling in the world is when you've spent the whole night doing an history outline only to discover you did the wrong question. I cant believe what a stupid mistake i made! It was only on my ending paragraph that i decided to double check with Zehra that i did the right one. So much for confidence. In any case, im still going to attempt the right one. Since i said ill finish it by tonight, ill finish it by tonight. Sleep or not. Oh my and theres econs article as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School is just amazingly overwhelming right now. I feel so insignificant in this world where theres tons of work to catch up with and understand in the process. Its scary to know that the A levels are just around the corner. I guess all the effort im giving now is in hope for a good smooth ride through the dreaded exams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;T3 is playing this angel and mortal game which im participating in. I wonder whose my angel and i have yet to get something for my mortal. Was it our class that played this last year or was it my secondary school class? In either way, im pretty enthusiastic about this game. IG 19 is still going strong, haha, i always see them hanging out together. Rather close-knit. Tomorrow they are even having a BBQ, but unfortuanately i cant make it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rain concert and Fencing competition on sunday. Time to catch up with the Fans and John, though i dont really know him well HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and a shoutout to Jessie (i finally saw the male-jessie), Weixin (Ive got mail) , PP (thanks for the shoulder massage) and Kat (katirina mama) to thank you guys for doing the Aral Sea disaster. I was hoping that we could avoid the GP presentation because, after all, it was GP, but thanks for making your PW leader proud haha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8323752-3169192715478944909?l=swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com/feeds/3169192715478944909/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8323752&amp;postID=3169192715478944909' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8323752/posts/default/3169192715478944909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8323752/posts/default/3169192715478944909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com/2007/01/ftrt.html' title='ftrt'/><author><name>Charkie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12964843818315549424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8323752.post-4404500629042921945</id><published>2007-01-18T20:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-18T21:10:07.595+08:00</updated><title type='text'>efewd</title><content type='html'>wearing:pjs&lt;br /&gt;mood: :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exactly 1 hour 10 minutes ago, i was staring up at this $203 jar of melon seeds. Im not kidding, its $203. Its the same kind of melon seeds you can get in the nearby supermarket, especially since Chinese New Year is coming. The seeds weren't even special. They were just black, no gold-plating no thing. I reasoned that perhaps its the packaging that makes it so expensive, but its just a lowly glass jar. Those poor foreigners, Hyatt is cheating them off their money haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner today was, honestly, disappointing. The whole salad bar in Petes Place got changed and now my bacon bits and cashew nuts are gone. It was replaced by raw sardine and parma ham. The only thing nice was the salad sauce and the lamb i ate. I was so disappointed that i went into an instantenous coughing fit at the salad bar. I think the chef hates me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"History seems like an alien, while Literature seems like a nuclear bomb.." and i quote for Katirina. I was just reading her blog when i saw this line. KAT! How true how true. Sadly, we cant escape from class like JC1 times because of the A levels. How i enjoyed those mere 5 to 10 minutes away from lesson. Laugh and laugh and laugh. We must hang out at the abandoned staircase near the audi again. Then you can unleash your laughter there hahahahah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8323752-4404500629042921945?l=swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com/feeds/4404500629042921945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8323752&amp;postID=4404500629042921945' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8323752/posts/default/4404500629042921945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8323752/posts/default/4404500629042921945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com/2007/01/efewd.html' title='efewd'/><author><name>Charkie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12964843818315549424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8323752.post-8914030579461904617</id><published>2007-01-17T19:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-17T19:20:03.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'>df</title><content type='html'>All of the orientation 1 photos from my camera are finally up:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://sg.pg.photos.yahoo.com/ph/rickinranger/album?.dir=4290scd&amp;.src=ph"&gt;http://sg.pg.photos.yahoo.com/ph/rickinranger/album?.dir=4290scd&amp;amp;.src=ph&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Same page as previously posted but with more photos up!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8323752-8914030579461904617?l=swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com/feeds/8914030579461904617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8323752&amp;postID=8914030579461904617' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8323752/posts/default/8914030579461904617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8323752/posts/default/8914030579461904617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com/2007/01/df.html' title='df'/><author><name>Charkie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12964843818315549424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8323752.post-6304017796706684290</id><published>2007-01-16T22:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-16T23:09:55.501+08:00</updated><title type='text'>erhurh</title><content type='html'>wearing: Pre U sem shirt and shorts&lt;br /&gt;mood: :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had fun with the small sum of us- basically me, yuanfeng, jasmine, nicole, CHOON BOON, cynthia and jamie. As usual the night was full of laughter and the words "yo brother" keep on playing in my head. Except for some certain bastards who really cant get thier own bloody life and tarnish anothers, i really like the J1s of CJC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im going to start filing up my stuf soon. It was to my utmost horror that i found some econs stuff in my history file and vice versa. Its going to be a rather long night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Theres going to be quite a few fencing trainings this week. Today i was lugging around my timberland bag, fencing bag and school bag because there was training in school from 3 to 5pm. I had quite a few comments such as "Wah you going camping ah" but what i think really did it in was Buns when he said "You going to war ah".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way, with regards to my msn, im sorry if i sometimes dont reply messages. Most of the time its me online but sometimes my mom is the one using. I forgot to sign out of her computers msn so as a result she gets automatically signed in. Its been going on for about 2 weeks now and she just told me. I usually reply all the time so theres hardly a chance that i wont.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok i start to file now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8323752-6304017796706684290?l=swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com/feeds/6304017796706684290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8323752&amp;postID=6304017796706684290' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8323752/posts/default/6304017796706684290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8323752/posts/default/6304017796706684290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com/2007/01/erhurh.html' title='erhurh'/><author><name>Charkie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12964843818315549424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8323752.post-6553444017882364341</id><published>2007-01-15T18:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-15T18:57:27.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/RateFevd2xI/AAAAAAAAACY/_FPe7NG71GE/s1600-h/IMG_2185.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/RateFevd2xI/AAAAAAAAACY/_FPe7NG71GE/s320/IMG_2185.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday winson.&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;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/RateFuvd2yI/AAAAAAAAACg/ehzov5pJy80/s1600-h/IMG_2188.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/RateFuvd2yI/AAAAAAAAACg/ehzov5pJy80/s320/IMG_2188.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are now officially 2t04!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/RateFuvd2zI/AAAAAAAAACo/nzu11CmfdAs/s1600-h/IMG_2280.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/RateFuvd2zI/AAAAAAAAACo/nzu11CmfdAs/s320/IMG_2280.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kumar, Vic and i were really engrossed in the fencing bout.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/RateF-vd20I/AAAAAAAAACw/4_MKe7iqSkI/s1600-h/IMG_2334.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/RateF-vd20I/AAAAAAAAACw/4_MKe7iqSkI/s320/IMG_2334.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The showdown between cjcians.&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont think i would want to talk about the fencing competition. Haha, hopefully the team event next sunday would be better. Moms forcing me to stay home from school due to my flu. I refused. What a big contrast from primary school where i'll feign a fever so that i can just skip the daily class of chinese. No chinese now though.&lt;br /&gt;We've got a nice view in our classroom facing the track. Great for eye exercise.&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:LEFT'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&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/8323752-6553444017882364341?l=swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com/feeds/6553444017882364341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8323752&amp;postID=6553444017882364341' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8323752/posts/default/6553444017882364341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8323752/posts/default/6553444017882364341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com/2007/01/happy-birthday-winson.html' title=''/><author><name>Charkie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12964843818315549424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/RateFevd2xI/AAAAAAAAACY/_FPe7NG71GE/s72-c/IMG_2185.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8323752.post-4718876799047261511</id><published>2007-01-14T22:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-14T22:50:54.067+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures 1.</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/RapDR-vd2tI/AAAAAAAAAB4/eEn-xmtrO0M/s1600-h/nieces.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/RapDR-vd2tI/AAAAAAAAAB4/eEn-xmtrO0M/s320/nieces.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My nieces literally cooking up a storm. &lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/RapDR-vd2uI/AAAAAAAAACA/ImM-vPualDw/s1600-h/IMG_2063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/RapDR-vd2uI/AAAAAAAAACA/ImM-vPualDw/s320/IMG_2063.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alvan and Gareth, running with the wind. And banner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/RapDSOvd2vI/AAAAAAAAACI/blnqzO3JHyU/s1600-h/IMG_2116.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/RapDSOvd2vI/AAAAAAAAACI/blnqzO3JHyU/s320/IMG_2116.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;  Now this is what i call class bonding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/RapDTevd2wI/AAAAAAAAACQ/INWC96SSrzY/s1600-h/IMG_2149.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" style="CLEAR: both; FLOAT: left" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/RapDTevd2wI/AAAAAAAAACQ/INWC96SSrzY/s320/IMG_2149.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..Retards.&lt;div style='clear:both; text-align:LEFT'&gt;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' style='border: 0px none ; padding: 0px; background: transparent none repeat scroll 0% 50%; -moz-background-clip: initial; -moz-background-origin: initial; -moz-background-inline-policy: initial;' align='middle' border='0' /&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/8323752-4718876799047261511?l=swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com/feeds/4718876799047261511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8323752&amp;postID=4718876799047261511' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8323752/posts/default/4718876799047261511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8323752/posts/default/4718876799047261511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com/2007/01/pictures-1.html' title='Pictures 1.'/><author><name>Charkie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12964843818315549424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/RapDR-vd2tI/AAAAAAAAAB4/eEn-xmtrO0M/s72-c/nieces.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8323752.post-3043696623145633599</id><published>2007-01-11T20:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-11T20:28:17.472+08:00</updated><title type='text'>efrree3e</title><content type='html'>wearing:pjs&lt;br /&gt;mood: :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think its ironic how some would carry a hankferchief in order to be hygenic. If one blows his nose in it and puts it in his pocket, wont the muscus go onto the walls of the pocket? Or even if the hankerchief was folded, imagine if you just dunk the whole thing into a washing machine. This prompted my mom to say "Then we wont need starch anymore. The mucus would do the job". DAMN GROSS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and todays the first day back to school after orientation. AND WE HAD PE. Height and weight didnt really change. But yes, i have a whole pile of work to catch up on. Hello econs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8323752-3043696623145633599?l=swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com/feeds/3043696623145633599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8323752&amp;postID=3043696623145633599' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8323752/posts/default/3043696623145633599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8323752/posts/default/3043696623145633599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com/2007/01/efrree3e.html' title='efrree3e'/><author><name>Charkie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12964843818315549424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8323752.post-3129845036447675559</id><published>2007-01-09T21:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-09T21:49:14.771+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dfe3f</title><content type='html'>wearing:cj orientation 2 shirt 2006 and shorts&lt;br /&gt;mood: wah seh damn tired la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its the first time ive ever fallen asleep during dinner. I dont even fall asleep in class, much less dinner. The dinner was at Sizzlers and i was waiting for my miso fish to come when i just suddenly dozed off. Thank god i didnt fall right smack into my plate or else ill be covered with white creamish stuff on my face. I have had enough of toothpaste on my face this morning thank you very much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you T3 for being super enthusiastic. The class cheers are awesome! WE'VE GOT THE SPIRIT YEAH WE'VE GOT THE SPIRIT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I laughed so much this morning at east coast just because of one silly quote by Dinesh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You wouldve thought by now frogs would have learnt not to cross the road". This was when we saw some frogs on the road. All of us just cracked up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Theres an Ig outing on thursday and i hope i can get well enough to go for it. I may have to go late because i would stay back to finish my work, but i dont care. I want to watch a movie. Although i really do love my T3 (because they are just damn fun), i still feel a sense of attachment to my IG19. Maybe because its the first group i led. I dont know, but hopefully i will recover asap. Meanwhile, will anyone just buy me a hot milo so that i can recover. A treat will work fine heh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8323752-3129845036447675559?l=swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com/feeds/3129845036447675559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8323752&amp;postID=3129845036447675559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8323752/posts/default/3129845036447675559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8323752/posts/default/3129845036447675559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com/2007/01/dfe3f.html' title='dfe3f'/><author><name>Charkie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12964843818315549424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8323752.post-5191709182649252635</id><published>2007-01-08T19:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-08T19:58:56.592+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sefhfhhf</title><content type='html'>wearing: pjs&lt;br /&gt;mood: sleepy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want someone to massage the soles of my feet! Damn sleepy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, my tagboard has something wrong with it so ill type all your replies here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ling-ling ah ling. Finally saw you today. Cant wait for novices.&lt;br /&gt;Weiloong-eh lets hang out in the grandstand one day. We've never done that.&lt;br /&gt;YH-Happy new year! Albeit a little late heh.&lt;br /&gt;Clarence- Bleach episode 105 came out on youtube already.&lt;br /&gt;szeming- Poor you, back to 2.4 km run&lt;br /&gt;JD- You have fun at army. I Cant remember anyone from our group haha.&lt;br /&gt;gabriel- you have no idea how much shu quan scolded me for that hahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8323752-5191709182649252635?l=swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com/feeds/5191709182649252635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8323752&amp;postID=5191709182649252635' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8323752/posts/default/5191709182649252635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8323752/posts/default/5191709182649252635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com/2007/01/sefhfhhf.html' title='sefhfhhf'/><author><name>Charkie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12964843818315549424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8323752.post-7505891004098187547</id><published>2007-01-07T10:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-07T10:25:30.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'>efefef</title><content type='html'>wearing: fencing shirt and red sweats&lt;br /&gt;mood: :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im sorry that i had to find out something and break the news to a really good friend. You know we love you!  We shall sit around and emo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my god, i love the aki cheers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8323752-7505891004098187547?l=swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com/feeds/7505891004098187547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8323752&amp;postID=7505891004098187547' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8323752/posts/default/7505891004098187547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8323752/posts/default/7505891004098187547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com/2007/01/efefef.html' title='efefef'/><author><name>Charkie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12964843818315549424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8323752.post-2530654006857470486</id><published>2007-01-06T11:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-06T22:48:47.499+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dfegg</title><content type='html'>ho&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/RZ8YvuV1niI/AAAAAAAAABc/iqQhlH9FM1U/s1600-h/IMG_2000.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5016755718086565410" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 321px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 249px" height="300" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/RZ8YvuV1niI/AAAAAAAAABc/iqQhlH9FM1U/s320/IMG_2000.JPG" width="652" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From bottom left: Sheila novielene,nicole, jamie, chris, gabriel, cynthia, jasmine, bud, gareth me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;From top left: Olivia, Suyi, Bernie, Melody, Joanna, Peng soo, Sean, Mudit , Mag&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/RZ8ayuV1njI/AAAAAAAAABk/qbwEE4RSM60/s1600-h/IMG_2002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5016757968649428530" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/RZ8ayuV1njI/AAAAAAAAABk/qbwEE4RSM60/s320/IMG_2002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/RZ8ayuV1njI/AAAAAAAAABk/qbwEE4RSM60/s1600-h/IMG_2002.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/RZ8ayuV1njI/AAAAAAAAABk/qbwEE4RSM60/s1600-h/IMG_2002.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Ultra candid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;wearing:pjs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;mood: sleepy&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ive just had a 10 hour sleep and im still feeling tired. Unfortunately, i really have to get up because theres house meeting later in school. Yesterday was a rather sad day because it was the last day with IG 19. It was heartening to see one of my groupies, Jasmines msn nick saying "i love IG 19!". Shows that we did more or a less a satisfactory job.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In order to commemerate the last day, IG 19 decided to go out for an ig outing in town. They were really nice enough to wait for me to finish up debrief.Oh speaking of Debrief, im going to be incharge of one station in Kallang on day 5 if i remember correctly, and ive found out that im going to be in charge of T3. Haha ARTS CLASS. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway the IG outing was slightly dampening in the first half. Mag couldnt come because she had to go home, all this despite her following us to fareast.It was pretty easy to see that everyones spirits were low during then because town was so damn crowded and theres hardly any place enough for about 16 plus people to eat. On the way, Bernies' (another groupie) handphone got pickpocketed and she cancelled her phone line. This wasnt supposed to happen for a well-meaning IG outing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Athough our budget for a meal is about 20 to 25 bucks, we ended up eating at burger king at cine. So much for being stylo. It was satisfactory though, we were all starving like dogs. Come to think of it, i never did finish that 1/4 left of my burger because i was too busy listening to the groupies chatting about. I laughed damn hard last night. Yuanfeng had this huge bandage wrapped around his head which really looks like a cool beanie. Poor garbriel was being called 'gu-niang' all the way and what really made us laugh was ballet. I wont elaborate on that. Jasmines hair had a gap that freaked her out and Cynthias love life is so much better than mine. Chris and Mudit went to level 3 of being an IJ girl. Haha, these two have a lifelong goal of wanting to be an IJ girl. Garreth came at about 8.30 to 9 and he drank so like a horse. Bud apparently had a great new year with sheep. Jamie refused to share with us her love life and preena was damn cute. We took a group picture at abour 10.30 which i felt bad about because the rest had already gone off because it was late. I probably didnt mention everyones name here but ill still remember all of you through and through.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://sg.pg.photos.yahoo.com/ph/rickinranger/album?.dir=4290scd&amp;.src=ph"&gt;http://sg.pg.photos.yahoo.com/ph/rickinranger/album?.dir=4290scd&amp;amp;.src=ph&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8323752-2530654006857470486?l=swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com/feeds/2530654006857470486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8323752&amp;postID=2530654006857470486' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8323752/posts/default/2530654006857470486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8323752/posts/default/2530654006857470486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com/2007/01/dfegg.html' title='dfegg'/><author><name>Charkie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12964843818315549424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/RZ8YvuV1niI/AAAAAAAAABc/iqQhlH9FM1U/s72-c/IMG_2000.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8323752.post-1021174243416340389</id><published>2007-01-04T18:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-04T18:59:25.044+08:00</updated><title type='text'>edhohoidj</title><content type='html'>wearing: junkfood shirt and black cropped pants&lt;br /&gt;mood: sleepy/okay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just realised i havent blogged about my facilitating/ogl experience so far. Its been really great. I seriously enjoy being a facil. Im glad that my group members were pretty enthusiastic and each one of them are so..i wont say sweet but charming la. The IG 19 was planning to have an outing tomorrow and im going to join them tomorrow. Sadly, its our last day together as IG 19 before everyone gets seperated into their resepective classes. I should really give a shoutout to Olivia, Magdalene, Gabriel, Mudit, Shu Quan, Peng Soo, Bernie, Yuanfeng, Novielene, Sheila, Suyi, Bud, Sean, Joanna, Olivia, Nicole, Jamie, Chris, Melody, Preena, Jasmine, Cynthia for enabling me to have a good time. And of course, Garreth la. The superstar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I almost died today! HAH. Guess whose the culprit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And will the stupid pimple just get out of my face. I feel like setting fire to it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8323752-1021174243416340389?l=swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com/feeds/1021174243416340389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8323752&amp;postID=1021174243416340389' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8323752/posts/default/1021174243416340389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8323752/posts/default/1021174243416340389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com/2007/01/edhohoidj.html' title='edhohoidj'/><author><name>Charkie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12964843818315549424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8323752.post-1717617075997754951</id><published>2007-01-02T20:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-02T20:26:02.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'>deffe</title><content type='html'>Question: What is the truest definition of Globalization?Answer: Princess Diana's death.Question: How come?&lt;br /&gt;Answer: An English princesswith an Egyptian boyfriend&lt;br /&gt;crashes in a French tunnel,&lt;br /&gt;driving a German car&lt;br /&gt;with a Dutch engine,&lt;br /&gt;driven by a Belgian who was drunk&lt;br /&gt;on Scottish whisky,&lt;br /&gt;followed closely by Italian Paparazzi,&lt;br /&gt;on Japanese motorcycles;&lt;br /&gt;treated by an American doctor,&lt;br /&gt;using Brazilian medicines.&lt;br /&gt;This is sent to you by an American,using Bill Gates's technology,&lt;br /&gt;and you're probably reading this on your computer,that use Taiwanese chips,&lt;br /&gt;and a Korean monitor,&lt;br /&gt;assembled by Bangladeshi workers&lt;br /&gt;in a Singapore plant,&lt;br /&gt;transported by Indian lorry-drivers,&lt;br /&gt;hijacked by Indonesians,&lt;br /&gt;unloaded by Sicilianlongshoremen,&lt;br /&gt;and trucked to you by Mexican illegals.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8323752-1717617075997754951?l=swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com/feeds/1717617075997754951/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8323752&amp;postID=1717617075997754951' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8323752/posts/default/1717617075997754951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8323752/posts/default/1717617075997754951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com/2007/01/deffe.html' title='deffe'/><author><name>Charkie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12964843818315549424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8323752.post-8591647394044787652</id><published>2007-01-02T01:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-02T02:01:49.741+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hoho</title><content type='html'>Notice the distinct difference between the 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="MyHeritage - genealogy software with facial recognition technology" href="http://www.myheritage.com" target="_blank" alt="MyHeritage - genealogy software with facial recognition technology"&gt;&lt;img height="574" src="http://www.myheritagefiles.com/H/storage/site1/files/48/03/38/480338_785892e2a499549ufghi02.JPG" width="500" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="MyHeritage - create your own Celebrity Collage" href="http://www.myheritage.com" target="_blank" alt="MyHeritage - create your own Celebrity Collage"&gt;&lt;img height="574" src="http://www.myheritagefiles.com/H/storage/site1/files/48/04/33/480433_5094385eb49954kla7s102.JPG" width="500" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i look like Kevin Costner and Adam sandler. Major confidence booster that one HAHAHA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8323752-8591647394044787652?l=swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com/feeds/8591647394044787652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8323752&amp;postID=8591647394044787652' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8323752/posts/default/8591647394044787652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8323752/posts/default/8591647394044787652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com/2007/01/hoho.html' title='hoho'/><author><name>Charkie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12964843818315549424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8323752.post-530800254818691531</id><published>2006-12-30T19:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-30T20:03:26.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fweofo</title><content type='html'>wearing: fencing jacket and pjs&lt;br /&gt;mood: okay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looks like the new years coming. Im not exactly dreading it but considering the fact that its also A level year, it makes sense to call my feeling of passivity "Dread". Its time for a new and fresh start. Its time to make new years resolutions which we never really keep (save for the first few days), get a new hair cut to head for a fresh start and sleep in preperation for the new year. Apparently America agrees with me too. Now they are heading towards a new headstart as well with the upcoming elections and the getting rid of skeletons in the closet &lt;em&gt;ala&lt;/em&gt; Saddam Hussein. Im suprised that they excecuted him so fast. Or even better, even excecuted him. Isnt there a law that provides immunity for the heads of states despite what charges they recieve? Plus on the basis that they charged him with, its really too flimsy. It is known that several other powerful people such as Chiang Kai-Shek have done even more henious things that that, yet were given protection. Hah. Personally, i think his execution is riddled with dirty politics. Its pitiful to see Saddam even uptil the point of his death to insist that he did the best for his country. It showed that he may have believed that he did do his best and this is his attempt to preserve whatever little dingy dignity he has left. Of course this was not to say that Saddam was Mr nice guy, his crimes against humanity are pretty much known.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i want to elaborate more on the facil camp/training. The last 3 days were packed with outdoor activities and mass dance. The new mass dance is fun! Although a little confusing at first, after awhile you would get the hang of it. Ha-ha, i only know the guys steps because i partnered up with Laura who became the girl. Im hoping Gareth (my facil/ogl partner) would allow me to be the guy during the mass dances all the time but that would be pretty unfair. The mass dance is a hiphop style so its distinctly different from all those retro-mambojumbo we had. I miss jitterbug though, that was really fun. Tomorrow team Aki is coming over to my place to do up the banners and flags in preperation for finale night. Mapleman hahahha. Most of the activities the councillors had planned were pretty good, maybe except for a few setbacks here and there. Its carrying it out is what im the most afraid of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If i had my camera right now, ill take a picture of my facil shirt and booklet. But since i dont and i dropped my dads phone which has a clear display just now, i cant. I wonder when the trio are going for suntec starbucking. I should also call Kat soon, we just have to chat. Stupid canon called at 6pm yesterday to say that my camera was ready for collection. If only they took into account that they are closed on the weekend and its a public holiday on monday,..i couldve had it back in my arms right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I doubt ill be blogging tomorrow to commemerate the new year so im just going to continue to sprout off. Thou shall play hard and work harder next year. WAHAHAHAHHHAHAHA WE'VE GOT 3 DIFFERENT KINDS OF CAKE IN THE HOUSE AS I SPEAK. This is a signal for 'i gtg'. Have a nice new years everybody =).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8323752-530800254818691531?l=swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com/feeds/530800254818691531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8323752&amp;postID=530800254818691531' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8323752/posts/default/530800254818691531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8323752/posts/default/530800254818691531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com/2006/12/fweofo.html' title='fweofo'/><author><name>Charkie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12964843818315549424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8323752.post-7188958601553876143</id><published>2006-12-28T20:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-28T20:17:04.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'>eefefnie</title><content type='html'>wearing:pjs&lt;br /&gt;mood: =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im exhausted from facil training. Its been a fun two days. Im lazy to elaborate more though, haha, which honestly takes the point out of blogging. Globetrotters in goldhill plaza is dee-lee-cious!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8323752-7188958601553876143?l=swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com/feeds/7188958601553876143/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8323752&amp;postID=7188958601553876143' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8323752/posts/default/7188958601553876143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8323752/posts/default/7188958601553876143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com/2006/12/eefefnie.html' title='eefefnie'/><author><name>Charkie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12964843818315549424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8323752.post-5887666000058351980</id><published>2006-12-26T13:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-26T13:20:57.894+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dejiroh</title><content type='html'>wearing: purple top and jeans&lt;br /&gt;mood: :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im happy that i finished all the bleach episodes on youtube but im sad that it has to end. The next episode (109) is going to be shown in Japan on the 4th of janurary and the movie came on on the 20th of december. I spoilt the movie for myself. I read the whole sypnosis already, including the spoiler parts. I guess is to cater for my bleach-deprivation for the next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later im going to pacific plaza to do this photo shoot thing. Ive been wanting to do it the whole holiday so its apt that i should before holidays end. Weiloongs going to cut his hair at far east plaza and get his shirts. Same la your hair. We had our starbucking a few days ago at the hello building together with buns. Suntec next!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Facil training is on the 27th, 28th, 29th. I dont know why but i kept thinking its going to be a 2 day thing. So i thought its going to be 27-28 or 28-29. Ive never thought of 29-30 or it being 3 whole days. Not that its going to be any inconvenience but it does leave less time for the stuff i want to do. Mainly read up on my book of chinese herbs..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like jetskiing. I really really feel like it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8323752-5887666000058351980?l=swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com/feeds/5887666000058351980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8323752&amp;postID=5887666000058351980' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8323752/posts/default/5887666000058351980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8323752/posts/default/5887666000058351980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com/2006/12/dejiroh.html' title='dejiroh'/><author><name>Charkie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12964843818315549424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8323752.post-1126270708474502429</id><published>2006-12-24T16:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-24T16:42:04.734+08:00</updated><title type='text'>eferef</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/RY47E5CEPeI/AAAAAAAAAAw/LFuRrZ9kddU/s1600-h/Picture%252B014.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5012008390524943842" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/RY47E5CEPeI/AAAAAAAAAAw/LFuRrZ9kddU/s320/Picture%252B014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some photos that i ripped off from lings blog. Haha. Thanks for uploading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You wouldnt want to know what happened next. This was during the fencing potluck. I left before this haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/RY47vpCEPfI/AAAAAAAAAA4/aXB4BdN50C0/s1600-h/Picture%252B012.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5012009124964351474" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/RY47vpCEPfI/AAAAAAAAAA4/aXB4BdN50C0/s320/Picture%252B012.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;What is with you guys and acts bordering on the sexual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Poor coach, bad justin.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/RY48YpCEPgI/AAAAAAAAABA/fOtFVQ0pC-w/s1600-h/466361919l.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5012009829338988034" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/RY48YpCEPgI/AAAAAAAAABA/fOtFVQ0pC-w/s320/466361919l.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The small gathering at my place includes: (From left) Khai Dylan Justin Me Ling Wendy Germaine, Wong, Jason, Julius Ziyan, Shumin. Who wants leftover chicken?!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8323752-1126270708474502429?l=swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com/feeds/1126270708474502429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8323752&amp;postID=1126270708474502429' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8323752/posts/default/1126270708474502429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8323752/posts/default/1126270708474502429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com/2006/12/eferef.html' title='eferef'/><author><name>Charkie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12964843818315549424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/RY47E5CEPeI/AAAAAAAAAAw/LFuRrZ9kddU/s72-c/Picture%252B014.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8323752.post-871490697645370901</id><published>2006-12-24T02:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-24T02:57:57.684+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ddfeor</title><content type='html'>wearing: Batik top and shorts&lt;br /&gt;mood: sleepy until nosebleed kind of sleepy/happy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had a small party/gathering at my house just nice. Although we were small in number, we were big on the fun. Since im not so sure what exactly to say, ill start out from scratch.&lt;br /&gt;Wong and Wendy came over to my house with bags and bags of chicken, ribs, instant mashed potato and campbell soup in bid to prepare for the party later on. We messed up the kitchen after watching Mean girls and went to newton MRT to meet the rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To sum the thing up, we got into some very manly gossip with Shumin, Jason and Julius. Jason you left your specs in my house by the way. We waited for Derric who was a no-show, idiot, and then we went to my place to bring down the food to the pool area.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Khai made a guest appearance as being the only J3 haha and Justin, Cheryl Ling and Dylan came after.  We joked, laughed and had a rather relaxing time. Im sorry if this entry is so boring, my brain is fried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers to magical towels, 3 left over full-chickens and messed up mahjong tiles on my table.&lt;br /&gt;HAHA and Ling did i really say that comment posted on your blog?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8323752-871490697645370901?l=swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com/feeds/871490697645370901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8323752&amp;postID=871490697645370901' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8323752/posts/default/871490697645370901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8323752/posts/default/871490697645370901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com/2006/12/ddfeor.html' title='ddfeor'/><author><name>Charkie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12964843818315549424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8323752.post-3893310448613172336</id><published>2006-12-22T20:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-22T20:22:50.407+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:)</title><content type='html'>wearing: CJC FENCING JACKET (FINALLY!), jeans and tshirt&lt;br /&gt;mood: :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its all good today. Really good =)&lt;br /&gt;I have pretty much recovered and i ate like hell today. It really does feel good. I was on a binge today. I ate so much of the wild wild west onion at Stuart Andersons. I should really punish myself. Ive barely recovered and im already overloading my stomach with the oily stuff. I hope i wont fall sick again. Ah-ha-ha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now heres my part in promoting Thesexies for Xiao An. Do visit &lt;a href="http://www.myspace.com/thesexiescj"&gt;www.myspace.com/thesexiescj&lt;/a&gt; to listen to the newest clip, Whatever happened to you.  I must say, its really good. Oh yes and alsohttp://www.ripplevox.com/hoobastank/(51vlu1qc1l2qhh55evyv2332)/vote/vote.aspx vote for the sexies!!'. Vote this and they get to play for Hoobastank.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh noo. We finished greys anatomy season 2.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8323752-3893310448613172336?l=swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com/feeds/3893310448613172336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8323752&amp;postID=3893310448613172336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8323752/posts/default/3893310448613172336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8323752/posts/default/3893310448613172336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com/2006/12/blog-post.html' title=':)'/><author><name>Charkie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12964843818315549424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8323752.post-5502142516139309664</id><published>2006-12-21T19:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-21T19:51:06.072+08:00</updated><title type='text'>trgfeff</title><content type='html'>wearing: green shirt and shorts&lt;br /&gt;mood: -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you know whats the most dumbstest most retarded thing? That you're allergic to the bloody thing that supposed to cure you. Im allergic to my bloody antibiotics. Now i have gastric flu, hell a bad of an allergy and slight swollen lymph nodes. My mom said i looked like a dead corpse just now. She really says the best stuff sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im forced to complete some of the episodes of greys anatomy that my parents watched while i was sleeping last night.&lt;em&gt; Forced &lt;/em&gt;you know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fencing party at my place on the 23rd. I heard some of the J3s are coming. This time we're ordering in haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8323752-5502142516139309664?l=swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com/feeds/5502142516139309664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8323752&amp;postID=5502142516139309664' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8323752/posts/default/5502142516139309664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8323752/posts/default/5502142516139309664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com/2006/12/trgfeff.html' title='trgfeff'/><author><name>Charkie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12964843818315549424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8323752.post-1107985316700301578</id><published>2006-12-20T11:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-20T11:58:07.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'>weiorho</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/RYivWpCEPdI/AAAAAAAAAAk/QXBTZ2xDW18/s1600-h/IMG_1114.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5010447388956179922" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="265" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/RYivWpCEPdI/AAAAAAAAAAk/QXBTZ2xDW18/s320/IMG_1114.JPG" width="209" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;wearing: pjs&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;mood: =/&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really just miss being able to eat like that. This is coming from one who has been been surving on cranberry juice and ribena for the past 2 days. I have freaking gastric flu. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The pattern of vomiting is really just intriguing if you were a by-stander. First comes out the solid food, then the semi-solid food then the liquid state. It shows the pattern of digestion which would have been beneficial for my biology, if im still taking it. Unfortunately, the only thing it has done was to dirty the toilet bowls in my, my parents and the living rooms toilet bowl. It was indeed difficult to move about.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I vomited about a friggin 15 times so far. Now, even though i feel nauseatic, i cant vomit anything out because theres no food in my stomach. HAHA but despite my predicament, i still cant help but laugh at it. Apparently half the battalion of the Ng-Ong family for Godpas birthday dinner at hai tien lou was wiped out. I have a feeling the gastric flu spread from the other day when we were celebrating 2 birthdays. I have an inkling of to whose meal was it that might have caused the spread but i wont mention it. Haha, the situation was pretty bad as described by Benji when i mentioned that half the battalion was gone and i quote &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Benjamin Wai Soh Chie Bai says:&lt;br /&gt;haha some were walking wounded&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I think my afternoon is going to be spent watching TV, sleeping and reading. Very productive..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8323752-1107985316700301578?l=swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com/feeds/1107985316700301578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8323752&amp;postID=1107985316700301578' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8323752/posts/default/1107985316700301578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8323752/posts/default/1107985316700301578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com/2006/12/weiorho.html' title='weiorho'/><author><name>Charkie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12964843818315549424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/RYivWpCEPdI/AAAAAAAAAAk/QXBTZ2xDW18/s72-c/IMG_1114.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8323752.post-1464649490135312156</id><published>2006-12-18T17:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-18T17:46:02.492+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ihroe</title><content type='html'>wearing: polo tee and jeans&lt;br /&gt;mood: -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)Class outing today. It was fun!&lt;br /&gt;2)My lymph nodes are swollen&lt;br /&gt;3)Its painful on the left side.&lt;br /&gt;4)Finally going to repair my camera today&lt;br /&gt;5)Anyone interested in purchasing a cute stuff toy that comes with a lipbalm? 9.90. Its for a good cause.&lt;br /&gt;6)Weiloong didnt msg me about the study thing.&lt;br /&gt;7)Thank god bleach wasnt getting stupid. I was afraid that the series was taking a huge downturn after the exciting scenes in the soul society.&lt;br /&gt;8) I watched 50 episodes of Bleach so far on youtube. I have 30 plus more.&lt;br /&gt;9)Oh no moms back&lt;br /&gt;10)byebye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8323752-1464649490135312156?l=swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com/feeds/1464649490135312156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8323752&amp;postID=1464649490135312156' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8323752/posts/default/1464649490135312156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8323752/posts/default/1464649490135312156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com/2006/12/ihroe.html' title='ihroe'/><author><name>Charkie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12964843818315549424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8323752.post-4615368857980635133</id><published>2006-12-17T15:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-17T16:17:12.468+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ferrer</title><content type='html'>wearing: green polo and white skirt&lt;br /&gt;mood: -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As i would always do, i would randomly push the key bottons to create some word as my title. This time ferrer came out which really reminded me of farrer. As in Farrer road. Anyway, the word ferrer doesnt have any significance so dont pay attention to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The whole day is gastromatic. IS being that not only was there a heavy lunch but as well as a heavy dinner. Even though its free (a condition which i thrive in), im getting sick of the heavy lunches and dinner. Todays lunch was in bid to celebrate my nieces birthday who turned 6.  In any case, today is a day for the young and old. Not only were we celebrating a 6year olds birthday but an 80 year olds one later on at Ritz Carlton. My stomach is going to sink to the bottom of my feet if im going to continue eating.  Well, the cousin grand alliance (benji, me and jeremy) will have each other for company later when all the adults start talking. Hopefully we would find another guy like wilson neo.  Pure entertainment HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im blog surfing now and im trying to find beckys blog. Im updating the links on my blog and i cant seem to find any link to update haha. I really should change my blog background because its so plain and boring. Bunz the blog hunter agreed that i should but im lazy la. Hopefully the counter would spruce it up a little. haha. Very little..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CLASS OUTING TOMORROW.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8323752-4615368857980635133?l=swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com/feeds/4615368857980635133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8323752&amp;postID=4615368857980635133' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8323752/posts/default/4615368857980635133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8323752/posts/default/4615368857980635133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com/2006/12/ferrer.html' title='ferrer'/><author><name>Charkie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12964843818315549424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8323752.post-7182418087425008372</id><published>2006-12-15T19:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-15T20:17:31.464+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BFB</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;wearing: mickey mouse tshirt and tommy sweatpants&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;mood: :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am back from my little tropical island. It was a pain not being able to open all my handphone messages whilst holidaying there. My handphones inbox is in such a way that it displays the first 1/3 of the messaged recieved under the senders name. This made it all the more trumatic. Let me quote an example. On the first day, sender A messaged me sending the message "Guess what guess what? Nothing im just bored". Unfortunately, my inbox only displayed the first third of the message so i only got to see "guess what guess..". The agonizing pain of not being able to guess what made me a little delirious during the vacation.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ana-phobia has hit me. Some of you may know that i have this huge phobia of my maid. Theres nothing wrong with her &lt;em&gt;per se&lt;/em&gt; but theres just something about her that just pretty much annoys me. Shes from indonesia so when i went to Bintan (the carribean), i was surrounded by ana-nians (her name being ana). My parents kept laughing at me for my paranoia, save for the part where i spilt water all over the table upon looking at our waitress (who is an exact replica of Ana). Perhaps im being biased, or maybe my eye is defective, but i swear, most of the people i see looks like Ana.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is going to be quite an entry because i have a lot of stuff to say. On the whole, i really enjoyed my trip. I was happy to be on a Jetski again although we couldnt snorkel due to strong undercurrent. Im glad to see my dad enjoying the trip so much. My dad is really quite the adventurer, if not for his back problem, we would have been backpacking in newzealand by now. However, because of his back, we can only travel to limited places and do activities that inquired little strain. Was he ever happy when he could ride the all terrain vehicle, and so we did for one hour. My dad and mom rode in this ATV but its in a car form whereas i had to ride in a motorbike form (as shown).&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/RYKNRYvuXeI/AAAAAAAAAAY/VjcY6qdzjHk/s1600-h/untitled.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5008721065429327330" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="149" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/RYKNRYvuXeI/AAAAAAAAAAY/VjcY6qdzjHk/s320/untitled.bmp" width="186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wish i had my camera with me then. Or now. My camera is in the repair shop so i have zilch pictures of the trip. Anyway, my dad was the driver and my mom (being in the passengers seat) was the navigator. And me? The target. My dad and his army jargon..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The beach was beautiful. I spent every single day sun-tanning underneath the hot sun. The sand was whitish and the sea was bluish green. It was a picture of peace and tranquility. I did suffer quite a bit of sunburn because of that though. My mom booked for the both of us some spa treatments and i did this Javanese lulur. It was damn &lt;em&gt;shiok,&lt;/em&gt; being kneaded like a kobe beef haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Theres a lot of things going on today. Sebo and Pearlyn are at DXO today no doubt to take advantage of the free entry (NTUC uncles haha), theres this yatch party called Azure which i do have an interest in but im too tired and Benjis supposed to drop by and chat. Zakewejwrh. I cant remember what else.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its back to civilisation now. Its time to finish up holiday homework, catch up with old friends, irritate present ones, get going for fencing training (finally jackets are here. the 83 dollar jacket wa-haha), finish up Bleach and greys anatomy. I hope the remaining days wont outlast the stuff i want to do.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8323752-7182418087425008372?l=swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com/feeds/7182418087425008372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8323752&amp;postID=7182418087425008372' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8323752/posts/default/7182418087425008372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8323752/posts/default/7182418087425008372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com/2006/12/bfb.html' title='BFB'/><author><name>Charkie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12964843818315549424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/RYKNRYvuXeI/AAAAAAAAAAY/VjcY6qdzjHk/s72-c/untitled.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8323752.post-8527632850778455865</id><published>2006-12-10T21:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-10T21:34:12.930+08:00</updated><title type='text'>drer</title><content type='html'>wearing: CHIJ primary P.E shirt and red sweatpants&lt;br /&gt;mood: :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent my day running away from kinokuniya staff inside the bookstore itself. To explain my little adventure, my dad was going to recieve his heart-check up results tomorrow. Hes' pretty scared that theres something wrong with his heart because the last time we checked, one of his valves was leaking due to his weight. Anyway, I wanted to write a card for him because its a small tradition of our family to write notes to each other before an important event. So i bought a card from borders (freaking 5 bucks. I shouldve just printed one out) and went down to kinokuniya to use the pens because the pen section at borders was right next to the cashier. I couldnt possibly write a 2 page note with that scary indian guy now could i?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i used a pen in kinokuniya but because it was uncomfortable to stand and write, i hid in the childrens section writing the note. As i was writing, this staff came over and said that i could not use the pen 'so much' and i had to purchase. I apologized and went to to the japanese comics section and continued writing the note. I was pretty surprised that the staff approached me telling me that so i became really paranoid. Everytime a staff walked past the comic section, i would quickly duck to another corner.&lt;br /&gt;A simple 5 minute note to write became over 20 minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to get an S-video cable to connect my laptop to my TV. This way i can watch all my videos in youtube with comfort. I hate staring too long in my laptop, makes me pretty dizzy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im off to the Carribean (bintan!) on wednesday. Its going to be a good opportunity to sit back, relax and read my novel. In the meantime, im going to watch TV.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8323752-8527632850778455865?l=swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com/feeds/8527632850778455865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8323752&amp;postID=8527632850778455865' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8323752/posts/default/8527632850778455865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8323752/posts/default/8527632850778455865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com/2006/12/drer.html' title='drer'/><author><name>Charkie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12964843818315549424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8323752.post-797807767886681831</id><published>2006-12-09T02:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-09T21:39:49.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dhiosfhewofh</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/RXq8dsYAiUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/nSTl3yrghX8/s1600-h/IMG_1768.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5006521154089814338" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/RXq8dsYAiUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/nSTl3yrghX8/s320/IMG_1768.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;wearing: black tshirtandshorts&lt;br /&gt;mood: =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are having the usual girls session of not sleeping early and talking about almost everything in life. This time im having it with phyllis who is sitting right next to me, breathing deeply and laughing as i type this. Its been a long time since we got together and we finally did today thanks to Cher. The day was spent swimming/eating/baking and laughing, a typical scenario of a girls-only outing. The girls-only outing did not continue though for at around 10 something, 2 other guys joined us. The day was fun though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ow. my leg. I just hit it against the wooden panel of my bed. PHYLLIS, MASSAGE. Ok fine. Anyway, its been so long since ive felt romantic. It started from todays movie called "If only" which stars Jennifer Love Hewitt. Before i delve into details, i was slightly disappointed as the video shop lady insisted that i would cry at the end of the movie because it is, and i quote "very very sad'. I didnt really (or even) cry at the end but i found the movie rather touching. It is about this successful man who loves his lover but does not treasure her enough. She dies in a horrific accident and when fate intervenes, he had a chance to make things right all over again (i mean help her live). In the end, the plot goes on to when he repeats the same day over again but at the end, even though he knew how/when she was going to die, he shielded her with his body. And he died. Eventually. It sounds stupidly corny and i hate being so emotional but sometimes it would be nice to have someone like that. Its time to start treasuring moments, or someone in life (as our dear friend has learnt) and do not take them for granted. I guess its human nature to be too comfortable with the things that we have got that once its gone, we regret it so much. I know. Ive been through that. And im probably still in this mess, after such a long time. BUT.. BUT.. Life goes on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why do they call the MoS event milkshake. It just sounds so.. wrong. We are probably going anyway. Renuion with friends ahah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phyll says that guys are a pain in the ass.&lt;br /&gt;Char doesnt know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phyll says that she is hungry&lt;br /&gt;Char says that we ate 2 hours ago&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phyll says that Chars mom is hot&lt;br /&gt;Char says: Then me leh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phyll says that she likes curly hair&lt;br /&gt;Char says that she prefers straighter hair&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Phyll is humming&lt;br /&gt;Charlene says its either time to watch Dupree/supper or sleep. Phy dont you dare poke me again you$#%#%#)$#)$(#)$(#R.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for trying to comprehend the thoughts of phyllis and Charlene.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8323752-797807767886681831?l=swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com/feeds/797807767886681831/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8323752&amp;postID=797807767886681831' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8323752/posts/default/797807767886681831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8323752/posts/default/797807767886681831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com/2006/12/dhiosfhewofh.html' title='dhiosfhewofh'/><author><name>Charkie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12964843818315549424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_08rCWZHtmfM/RXq8dsYAiUI/AAAAAAAAAAM/nSTl3yrghX8/s72-c/IMG_1768.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8323752.post-116538220639327097</id><published>2006-12-06T13:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-06T13:16:46.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'>s</title><content type='html'>im back to my secondary 2 state of anime-obesession. Bleach. GTO. Here i come!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8323752-116538220639327097?l=swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com/feeds/116538220639327097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8323752&amp;postID=116538220639327097' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8323752/posts/default/116538220639327097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8323752/posts/default/116538220639327097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com/2006/12/s.html' title='s'/><author><name>Charkie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12964843818315549424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8323752.post-116533871643446790</id><published>2006-12-06T00:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-06T01:18:18.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dehre</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7206/558/1600/290172/IMG_1746.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 303px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 217px" height="172" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7206/558/320/877725/IMG_1746.jpg" width="262" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That is just so lawrence. I love his new room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7206/558/1600/966345/IMG_1747.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 302px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 230px" height="167" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7206/558/320/321877/IMG_1747.jpg" width="237" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tiphan. Just right after her retarded face dammit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7206/558/1600/664159/IMG_1749.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 254px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 348px" height="320" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7206/558/320/356477/IMG_1749.jpg" width="232" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kelly. Friend for close to 18 years, we shall see each other on Janurary 21st!&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7206/558/1600/895574/IMG_1750.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7206/558/320/723071/IMG_1750.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seraph. Not as if you can really see them anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7206/558/1600/419782/IMG_1751.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7206/558/320/803772/IMG_1751.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kerri and I. Shes so nice to talk to. If Brice does anything bad to you, come to me. I'll whack him for you. No matter if i have to stand on a stool just to whack his head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im sorry if my face keeps on appearing. I just love to irritate people. HAHA&lt;br /&gt;wearing: blue jackets, jeans, yellow top&lt;br /&gt;mood: :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its 12.12pm and its relatively early that im home considering flows going to last almost the whole night long. Im really tired i guess and since kel, tiff and matt went off early theres almost no point in staying. Its the company that matters anywhere you go and hence my decision to take off early. I didnt leave immediately with them though. Lijie and I stayed on after they left and he had a kick with the green band they put around the hand to show that you are legal enough to drink alcohol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway to Kel and Tiff. I would really miss you guys and itll probably be only next year when i see you both. I had fun today in Meidi-ya. We have a new official hang out spot and thats the little centre of the supermarket which had doraemon cartoons playing. Have fun in Aspen. Think of me when you go around shopping for christmas presents. SHIT I WANT LAWRENCES ROOM. Can i have that?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was great running into a lot of people. Some of whom one hasnt seen for a long time. That includes Brice, Shawna, Roy, Jien Arn, Ivan, some j2s..&lt;br /&gt;Ivan have a great time studying architecture. Follow your passion man!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got kicked out from a taxi by Brice and Kerri. They insisted that i dont pay for the cab which i still feel bad about. Thanks you both.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its my dads test results tomorrow and im a little scared. Finally we know whats really wrong with him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its such a busy month with outings/schoolwork/friends (same as outings haah)/family/renuion dinners/outings outings outings. Im pretty much exhausting myself out. I guess besides getting my dads checkup results, im going for a little time-off. I cant wait for thurs though. Casino royale whoopee&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8323752-116533871643446790?l=swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com/feeds/116533871643446790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8323752&amp;postID=116533871643446790' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8323752/posts/default/116533871643446790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8323752/posts/default/116533871643446790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com/2006/12/dehre.html' title='dehre'/><author><name>Charkie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12964843818315549424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8323752.post-116515195639329732</id><published>2006-12-03T21:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-03T21:19:16.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ehfoir</title><content type='html'>wearing: CJC O1 shirt and KC shorts&lt;br /&gt;mood: relaxed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was the day of the FM epee challenge. FM for those who do not know is the place where our cjc fencing team trains at under coach Lopez (or mr coach for me). A hardcore fencer, Mr lopez organises yearly fencing competitions for blades of all types, be it epee, foil or sabre. He managed to persuade us to join his competition and pay the $16 fee to enter. Smart way to earn money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A total of about 60 guys and 24 girls joined. In overall sense, the competition was a learning point for me. Initially, i expected to get booted out in the first round of the compeition. HAHA i got booted out on the third round. Im pretty satisfied with my performance though because i thought i'd suck. I mean really really suck. In the end in the first bout i won 2 out of 4 games (one against an SMU fencer haha!) and the other sadly against a cjcian. I won 15-11 in the direct elimination which came right after and pretty much lost badly with a score of 15-3 in the third round. It was the scary obaasan that Dylan and I were rooting for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone did well and tried their best. I must applaud Ferlin and her German 'thing' of a blade who managed to be the nearest scorer to the fencer who got first place. Wong did the most unusual and trashed a national fencer 5-1 but was trashed by the more inexperienced ones. Germaine had the most unfortunate luck of meeting a damn stoned fencer who would refuse to move and wait for you attack, therby easily defending and attacking you. Thats the most irritating fencer you can meet. Especially for my naturally rash nature, dammit, i always run into the blade ahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im sorry if i didnt mention anyone elses names.  I didnt mean to forget about you haha just that at the moment my brain is currently just dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OHOH. I just have to mention about a squealer. There was this fencer who squealed/screamed every single time she got a point. Im not saying its irritiating or anything but i wish she had toned it down a pitch or two. I almost went deaf, and the presider(referee) had her ipod plugged in while presiding the match to block off the screams. The presider turned out to be a KC girl haha! I was just talking to some people and she came up and asked "excuse me are you from KC?", because i noticed your shorts looked so familiar!". HAHA. United by shorts.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8323752-116515195639329732?l=swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com/feeds/116515195639329732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8323752&amp;postID=116515195639329732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8323752/posts/default/116515195639329732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8323752/posts/default/116515195639329732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com/2006/12/ehfoir.html' title='ehfoir'/><author><name>Charkie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12964843818315549424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8323752.post-116503972627650008</id><published>2006-12-02T12:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-02T14:08:47.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fencingbbq</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7206/558/1600/241027/CIMG1508.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/7206/558/320/197424/CIMG1508.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wearing: pirates of the caribbean shirt and trackpants&lt;br /&gt;mood: =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a bottle of absolute vodka left over from the bbq/party at cephas' place last night. Its sitting on my table left unopened. And i hardly think it will be considering that i dont like drinking that much. Yet, because we paid 35 for it, why waste? So i brought it home. Hopefully theres going to be another party which i can bring it too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bbq last night was fun. Most of the J1s came, the j2s came and two j3s (those who had graduated already in 2005) came. We had so much food! 200 satay sticks, 2 buckets of pasta, 4 cans of pasta sauce, 4 campbell cans worth of soup, 5 packets of sausages, 2packets of fishballs.. are some of the food in the bbq. I was grilling satay with Thermis/Thamus (we are the pros) and in the meantime trying to hear gossip exchanged amongst the rest. Sarah was so interested in finding out her brothers stuff haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The boys were plotting how to get Jiaren and Joseph into the swimming pool. Apparently, they never managed to get Jiaren dunked before and they are adament that they do so. Well, they did eventually after the huge struggle he put up haha. Kaiwen ran away before they could dunk him so most of the guys got dunked except him. Or brandon and i quote "i am allergic to cold water". HAHA. Lewis' face was so red yesterday. It was described by either ferlin or germaine as "you know when the hamster gives birth, and the babies come out super pink and hairless, lewis looked like that just now". I laughed like shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ferlin, germ, wendy and wong stayed over my place for the night. As i type this, they are eating chips and reading magazines. Ferlin said she ate more at t24s bbq and wendy wants to eat satay. WENDY I CAN GRILL MORE FOR YOU WE STILL HAVE 2 packets left. Im pretty addicted to grilling. I just like to see the food being slowly cooked and the best is when it is slightly burnt and the meat is just so juicy and tender ahah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im going to an anime extravaganza later. I borrowed GTO and im going to watch Ouran as well. I will be zoned out throughout the afternoon maybe except for a certain time slot which i will reserve for a dear cousin. See you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More photos are up at: &lt;a href="http://sg.pg.photos.yahoo.com/ph/rickinranger/album?.dir=/d7fdscd&amp;urlhint=actn,del%3as,10%3af,0"&gt;http://sg.pg.photos.yahoo.com/ph/rickinranger/album?.dir=/d7fdscd&amp;amp;urlhint=actn,del%3as,10%3af,0&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8323752-116503972627650008?l=swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com/feeds/116503972627650008/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8323752&amp;postID=116503972627650008' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8323752/posts/default/116503972627650008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8323752/posts/default/116503972627650008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com/2006/12/fencingbbq_02.html' title='fencingbbq'/><author><name>Charkie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12964843818315549424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8323752.post-116489093948863149</id><published>2006-11-30T20:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-30T20:48:59.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fun maze.</title><content type='html'>i&lt;a href="http://www.winterrowd.com/maze" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.winterrowd.com/maze/maze.gif" width="600" height="466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.winterrowd.com" target="_blank"&gt;Get the code at &lt;a href="http://www.winterrowd.com&lt;/a"&gt;"&gt;www.winterrowd.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This game is so addictive! I guess my hands not that steady after all haha. I kept repeating level 2. The best incentive was the funny suprise at the end&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8323752-116489093948863149?l=swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com/feeds/116489093948863149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8323752&amp;postID=116489093948863149' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8323752/posts/default/116489093948863149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8323752/posts/default/116489093948863149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com/2006/11/fun-maze.html' title='fun maze.'/><author><name>Charkie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12964843818315549424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8323752.post-116482476748720081</id><published>2006-11-30T02:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-30T02:26:10.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'>djeioj</title><content type='html'>wearing: red top and shorts&lt;br /&gt;mood: sleepy/happy/frazzled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally ive gotten around to watching click. Its pretty good i guess but personally, its not good as the other Adam Sandler movies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My parents are sleeping right now. My dads condition is something that is not to be worried about but yet be worried. Its not worrying because theres nothing wrong with either heart or lung, but its worrying because there is something blocking his oxygen capacity and we dont know what. Im lazy to explain everything in detail, try explaining that to every single relative in a huge family. Im going to puke the next time i explain about the heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cant wait for tomorrow. Its a complete ME day. Im going to shop and probably watch a movie by myself. Ive been looking forward to this for a long time. Total rest and relaxation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dont you just hate the times whereby on one day you have nothing on and on the next day everything crops up? Friday we have fencing in the morning and a J2 farewell party in the night. But of why all nights must brice be performing then?! Gahh. Brice is performing under his band (cardinal avenue) at Ngee ann poly at 7pm. Perhaps ill be rushing round about the island on friday night. Groan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really should start sleeping earlier. Its 3 am now and im starting to feel guilty about my lack of sleep (or proper sleep at that). TIME TO HIT THE SACK. Night.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8323752-116482476748720081?l=swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com/feeds/116482476748720081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8323752&amp;postID=116482476748720081' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8323752/posts/default/116482476748720081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8323752/posts/default/116482476748720081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com/2006/11/djeioj.html' title='djeioj'/><author><name>Charkie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12964843818315549424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8323752.post-116464078717994382</id><published>2006-11-27T23:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-27T23:19:47.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'>muscle ache</title><content type='html'>wearing: some blue top and jeans&lt;br /&gt;mood: sleeeeeeeeepy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although the day started out quite scary because of some setbacks, tiring because of the endless visits, it turned out to be quite funny in the end. My mom was laughing at me when we were lost in the carpark. This was because i was carrying 5 flower baskets (god, oranges/kiwis/apples are just no joke) and tramping around trying to find the car. Haha. My mom forgot where the car was parked. Ha-ha. After half an hour later, she realised it was in the other building.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHHAHHAHAHAHAH. Although it was torturous then, i find it pretty funny now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday jennifer the sexy indian momma other than kat.I hope you enjoyed your birthday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey dammit, i cant sign into msn. I remember the huge uproar when literally almost everyone couldnt connect to msn. Its just a radical change and i feel like a fish out of the water without signing in. Even if im not talking to anybody, its just feels &lt;em&gt;good&lt;/em&gt;  to see everyone online LOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8323752-116464078717994382?l=swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com/feeds/116464078717994382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8323752&amp;postID=116464078717994382' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8323752/posts/default/116464078717994382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8323752/posts/default/116464078717994382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com/2006/11/muscle-ache.html' title='muscle ache'/><author><name>Charkie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12964843818315549424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8323752.post-116458823264276886</id><published>2006-11-27T08:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-27T08:43:52.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'>deheuirh</title><content type='html'>wearing: My rebel jacket (haha), blue tshirt and cargoes&lt;br /&gt;mood: okay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Im in a much more optimistic mood now. I was just overdramatising yesterday or 6 hours ago. Im about to leave for the hospital anytime soon and i cant wait to hit delifrance.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8323752-116458823264276886?l=swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com/feeds/116458823264276886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8323752&amp;postID=116458823264276886' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8323752/posts/default/116458823264276886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8323752/posts/default/116458823264276886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://swimmingchinchillas.blogspot.com/2006/11/deheuirh.html' title='deheuirh'/><author><name>Charkie.</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12964843818315549424</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
