<?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-1621452441753436806</id><updated>2011-07-08T04:28:51.511+08:00</updated><title type='text'>light my way</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yougivemelight.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1621452441753436806/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yougivemelight.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1621452441753436806/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>pearlyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03477634564968335209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3N1HUp5jiTk/SL1fcPxp_nI/AAAAAAAAAbw/cKYfmpn83hU/S220/Sax+1.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>155</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1621452441753436806.post-1861191859248687110</id><published>2010-09-25T17:06:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-25T18:12:57.802+08:00</updated><title type='text'>whee~</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;karma gets around in the end!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;I had an incredibly suay day on thursday. like seriously okay. first a very important person didn't come to school D: and then we went to 7-11 during phys lecture to buy smth specially to get the mr men keychain, and then we didn't get! D: apparently it was out of stock. then my contact lens fell out during math lecture -.- and then the highlight of the day where my entire ice cream plopped onto the ri canteen floor (I'm sure the guy who served it didn't push it into the cone rarhhh) and as I was eating the plain cone like a sad kid it bwoke ): *piang* okay no, but you get the point. then it wonderfully started raining yay so I couldn't go back early to join my very important person at home, but at least I was quite productive in library haha. anyway, there were various other wavy (i.e. sway aka suay, for the uninitiated) stuff over the day as well. *pouts*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;oh well. I didn't particularly have a great day on friday, but one thing made me very happy :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3N1HUp5jiTk/TJ2_AHjmXBI/AAAAAAAAAhE/vtRvmOq4EvU/s1600/P1070881.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3N1HUp5jiTk/TJ2_AHjmXBI/AAAAAAAAAhE/vtRvmOq4EvU/s320/P1070881.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5520778726975364114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;:D :D :D I went to 7-11 with sandra after aspen, and asked if they had those keychain thingums, and when sandra bought fruitips they asked if we were buying specially to get them so I said haha partly and they gave us two! and I was looking for mr bump and sandra got it so she traded with me ahh thankyouuu (: yay I'm really super happy with those I have now. and mr happy is still the best people, so there! hahaha and mr nosey can't help being phallic xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;haha nothing big, but we gotta appreciate the simple things in life yeah? :D okay back to mugging sigh, jiayous da jia!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;[add] ohmygoodness I'm seriously lucky I hope I haven't used up all my luck on mh and the like before promos :/ I thought my tower run was confirm hopeless already, like, I was on 80% for knight-bishop, and like 50% for my first rook? but yeah I got my second rook :O and switched to sb and the catch right after that was a queen zomg. at 20%! king king king pweesh :D [/add]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1621452441753436806-1861191859248687110?l=yougivemelight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yougivemelight.blogspot.com/feeds/1861191859248687110/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1621452441753436806&amp;postID=1861191859248687110' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1621452441753436806/posts/default/1861191859248687110'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1621452441753436806/posts/default/1861191859248687110'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yougivemelight.blogspot.com/2010/09/whee.html' title='whee~'/><author><name>pearlyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03477634564968335209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3N1HUp5jiTk/SL1fcPxp_nI/AAAAAAAAAbw/cKYfmpn83hU/S220/Sax+1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3N1HUp5jiTk/TJ2_AHjmXBI/AAAAAAAAAhE/vtRvmOq4EvU/s72-c/P1070881.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1621452441753436806.post-5156535437976442141</id><published>2010-09-03T09:02:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-03T09:19:37.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'>thewholeworldlookslikeshit whenyoulieinbedandnotsleepforsevenhours</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;haha I decided to honour the tone of my originally intended post in the title. but anyways, I'm better now after some, but definitely still not enough sleep haha. and much thanks to everyone who offered me advice (: but seriously, the world was like blue-grey throughout yesterday. compared to like a sunny yellow-pink-cyan on wednesday, even though there were rainclouds! it looked way more like shit than when I stayed up for physics pt that fateful night in rg, but I guess it's cos I was actually EXPECTING to sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;haha yesterday was seriously, well. ok but my mood was uber changed by the end of the day. luckily to be honest! I don't think I could have survived more negative waves. *splooshsploosh* yeah anyway, I think I had a spiritual experience or something haha, lying on the yoga mat listening to, uh, those yoga music things? s'been a long time man, but I really felt better (: haha and you know how sometimes you're so high on life you're scared it's all just gonna come crashing down? well maybe sometimes God lets you plunge so He can show you the beauty of rising again. not that it's been that extreme on either end for me, life ain't perfect but I still have people I love around :D but it just occurred haha, so all you people who feel helpless and hopeless- smile, there're still the little things, and it's gonna go up again (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;okay I shall uh chiong compre and aq and rush off to school now heh. ciao friends, all the best to everyone with promos and pw looming!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1621452441753436806-5156535437976442141?l=yougivemelight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yougivemelight.blogspot.com/feeds/5156535437976442141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1621452441753436806&amp;postID=5156535437976442141' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1621452441753436806/posts/default/5156535437976442141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1621452441753436806/posts/default/5156535437976442141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yougivemelight.blogspot.com/2010/09/thewholeworldlookslikeshitwhenyoulieinb.html' title='thewholeworldlookslikeshit whenyoulieinbedandnotsleepforsevenhours'/><author><name>pearlyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03477634564968335209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3N1HUp5jiTk/SL1fcPxp_nI/AAAAAAAAAbw/cKYfmpn83hU/S220/Sax+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1621452441753436806.post-2299817125172502519</id><published>2010-08-31T21:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-31T21:54:47.389+08:00</updated><title type='text'>chers'day (thatwouldhaveworkedbetterifitwasthursday)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;my my, look at the date! I guess my plan to maintain an updated blog (well, updated in my standards at least haha) failed. missed july and just made it on the last day of august! actually I must admit: I didn't feel like posting haha. I just suddenly do now. whee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;INEEDTORANTABOUTMYINSOMNIA. was that coherent? yeah anyway. it's wayyyyy killing me. you lie there, dead tired, brain frying, eyes watering, AND YOU JUST CAN'T SLEEP. I really pity insomnia people now. I think I needs a nice shoulderr~ I'mma go back on cough med tonight, but it's my last dose, so Lord please please help me tomorrow. and I hope it doesn't make me even more dependent on drowsiness-inducing drugs all over again :/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;which brings me to: I seriously need to start mugging. the too sick to do a thing, inability to sleep hence loads of wasted time doing nothing yet brain too dead to think, etc, for the past like week means I've done, well, nothing. even TERENCE has started revision. haha that's a sign, innit? jiayou, us all who haven't touched a thing! *shares mugging mana around*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;and and and, much thanks to all you concerned people! I'm really trying to get well soooooon. especially aditi and talia and most of all thou who fell sick with me and has been right there through everything with me (: wawr!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;haha kay shall stop here, my eyes are half shut (I hope that's a good omen for my sleep later) and chem and physics lie waiting on my desk, largely unstarted. okay make that unstarted. fare thee well blog, until &lt;/span&gt;&lt;s style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;next month&lt;/s&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt; I next feel like posting then!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;[add] I hope class outing tomorrow doesn't fail haha! and that I don't die halfway D: must carry me back to the main island and let my loved ones know okayyy people. juuuust! okay no, but serious. [/add]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1621452441753436806-2299817125172502519?l=yougivemelight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yougivemelight.blogspot.com/feeds/2299817125172502519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1621452441753436806&amp;postID=2299817125172502519' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1621452441753436806/posts/default/2299817125172502519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1621452441753436806/posts/default/2299817125172502519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yougivemelight.blogspot.com/2010/08/chersday-thatwouldhaveworkedbetterifitw.html' title='chers&apos;day (thatwouldhaveworkedbetterifitwasthursday)'/><author><name>pearlyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03477634564968335209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3N1HUp5jiTk/SL1fcPxp_nI/AAAAAAAAAbw/cKYfmpn83hU/S220/Sax+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1621452441753436806.post-1208350278318469512</id><published>2010-06-15T16:46:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-15T16:51:34.627+08:00</updated><title type='text'>leafstemROOT!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;omg I couldn't resist just posting but woohoo I rooted my phone zomg (hopefully successfully) and flashed so running on modaco rom now, trying to get everything back to normal, htc sync works (most of the time), probably getting a screen protector soon (better late than never), and I am rather clueless on tech-y stuff to tell the truth so here's just hoping everything goes as I expect :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1621452441753436806-1208350278318469512?l=yougivemelight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yougivemelight.blogspot.com/feeds/1208350278318469512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1621452441753436806&amp;postID=1208350278318469512' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1621452441753436806/posts/default/1208350278318469512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1621452441753436806/posts/default/1208350278318469512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yougivemelight.blogspot.com/2010/06/leafstemroot.html' title='leafstemROOT!'/><author><name>pearlyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03477634564968335209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3N1HUp5jiTk/SL1fcPxp_nI/AAAAAAAAAbw/cKYfmpn83hU/S220/Sax+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1621452441753436806.post-5498122090676739798</id><published>2010-06-14T18:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T18:36:36.178+08:00</updated><title type='text'>juneverknow</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;ok my titles are getting more phail, nevermind. but yupp here's a short one before june floats away into CTs (omg 24p*&amp;amp;df767 &amp;amp;tgu9ejip ;'18w hyperventiliates headdesks facepalms headkeyboards facebooks ahhhhh) yeah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;ECONS. IS. SCARY. it's like binomial and poisson when I was two topics behind and hadn't even flipped to the pretty title page or anything, nor had the slightest clue of the notations, or what they even were. and then you multiply that a couple of times, exponentially, to a whole SUBJECT that I'm clueless about. yepp, there you have econs. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;s style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;market&lt;/s&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt; brain failure!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;on a random note, I'm considering substituting all methinks to peathinks. *O* (it's a thinking pea)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;random note number two, bots are back up :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;ohyeah and I learnt mahjong! finally 8)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;my mum was commenting how the system is fail cos we're (at least, I am) closer to batch than class. it makes sense what. and hurh, OG. I'm quite sad ): plus all the people whom I was relatively close to but don't get to see around much anymore. and jess D: WE WILL MISS YOUUU.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;well, my hols are poofing away. band, cip, allotherrandomstuffums. OH pw ugh, we're generally behind but like quite ahead when comparing within the class. I think that says something about the -extremely wonderful- teacher. plus three of our teachers are leaving! D: we're getting a lot of new (like, new to the school) replacements somemore. and OHHAITHERE econs lecture test back please, ma'am? it's not even marked finished -.- I'm so excited to see myself get zero or something of the sort. *happy frolicking*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;okay shall stop here. *snuggles into special shoulder spot* (I are awesomez at alliteration :D) wawrrr!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1621452441753436806-5498122090676739798?l=yougivemelight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yougivemelight.blogspot.com/feeds/5498122090676739798/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1621452441753436806&amp;postID=5498122090676739798' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1621452441753436806/posts/default/5498122090676739798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1621452441753436806/posts/default/5498122090676739798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yougivemelight.blogspot.com/2010/06/juneverknow.html' title='juneverknow'/><author><name>pearlyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03477634564968335209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3N1HUp5jiTk/SL1fcPxp_nI/AAAAAAAAAbw/cKYfmpn83hU/S220/Sax+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1621452441753436806.post-6876613438648899238</id><published>2010-05-17T10:48:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-17T11:31:25.348+08:00</updated><title type='text'>May I?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;OOOOPS yeah I missed april :/ blame the, uh... uh... epic proportions of work and activities! seriously people, for the uninitiated, it's jaycee life yo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;not to mention other veryimportantstuff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;anyway, okay, what'd I miss? ohyeah, class camp! ok lah, but seriously, needs more than one day. day camp in school much wth wth? sad ttm. heights quite fun though, rj has facilities that rg never will. ohya and play, which was before that actually. fun! :D the kids enjoyed it yay. grawr we should've publicised more though. and eh heh heh nearly all of us forgot some line or other. oh well! joshua's 1 minute of emo rolling fame's more important than his 3 seconds of useless flapping one :p and the hot and moronic are just given. OKAY KIDDING. yupp a tempo recently, t'was a nice experience (: rj band u is really hot though, who ever knew them thin stockingmajigs were actually hot! *sweats onstage* and blazer is tight, skirt loose, sian. zomg MO's takarajima intro was epic though 8D *stomp stomp* *clap clap clap clapclap*! so mistakes, stuck keys, dropping heels, ambushing&amp;amp;questioning, the lack of a cheesecake and getting back late aside, it was enjoyable (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;okay I'd better start getting work done, I'm way behind in like *pretends to think* oh yeah, EVERYTHING. once more, welcome to rj. section lunch/pool in a while!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;and hopefully this friday'll be awesome :D and while I'm on it, the rest of our lives (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;[add] on a random note, I suddenly rmbed! I did manage 30 points for napfa after all :D but like, none of the other goals heh. [/add]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1621452441753436806-6876613438648899238?l=yougivemelight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yougivemelight.blogspot.com/feeds/6876613438648899238/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1621452441753436806&amp;postID=6876613438648899238' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1621452441753436806/posts/default/6876613438648899238'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1621452441753436806/posts/default/6876613438648899238'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yougivemelight.blogspot.com/2010/05/may-i.html' title='May I?'/><author><name>pearlyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03477634564968335209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3N1HUp5jiTk/SL1fcPxp_nI/AAAAAAAAAbw/cKYfmpn83hU/S220/Sax+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1621452441753436806.post-5851882595463245275</id><published>2010-03-29T19:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-29T19:58:42.288+08:00</updated><title type='text'>march together</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;here again! almost the end of the month. I decided to chuck my random physical goals here!&lt;br /&gt;1. full split (achieved! :D)&lt;br /&gt;2. 1 chin-up&lt;br /&gt;3. 200cm SBJ&lt;br /&gt;4. non-stealth abs xD&lt;br /&gt;I was aiming for 30points napfa but heh prob can't lah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;anw, ymc retreat was good(: best prayover so far yay, and the last session (worship) was wow. and whoops "owl needs sexuality lessons". ohya games were not bad haha! and -I likes the parish centre roof- :D darn I kinda fell sick during/after camp though :/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;oh and pw topics are out, I think we're rather royally screwed. and I realised that an epic proportion of our batch is gep! which reminds me, mus'art concert. eh ok lah, nice songs, but they weren't that good. I want the totoro song! and zomg (one of) the animation medley theme(s) is from it! ahh hardcore play rehearsal this week, I seriously need to start memorising script heh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;kayy shall stop, can't think of/remember any important/significant stuff I want to say leh. oh I haven't gotten BBB mouse rawr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;hoodie losing smell :( must rub lol!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1621452441753436806-5851882595463245275?l=yougivemelight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yougivemelight.blogspot.com/feeds/5851882595463245275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1621452441753436806&amp;postID=5851882595463245275' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1621452441753436806/posts/default/5851882595463245275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1621452441753436806/posts/default/5851882595463245275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yougivemelight.blogspot.com/2010/03/march-together.html' title='march together'/><author><name>pearlyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03477634564968335209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3N1HUp5jiTk/SL1fcPxp_nI/AAAAAAAAAbw/cKYfmpn83hU/S220/Sax+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1621452441753436806.post-2949874836095418561</id><published>2010-02-28T01:17:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-28T01:49:09.392+08:00</updated><title type='text'>foomz</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;gasp I'm alive! well yes I am, I just haven't been finding the time to blog. finally entered everyone's contacts and birthdays lah yay, and saved fb photos to laptop that day. sheesh it's the first month of proper jc schooling life and I'm already screwing up. lack of sleep, not listening in lectures (nor tutorials if we come to that), not doing work/mugging, you name it. plus I'm already anticipating a mediocre jc life - no RD electives, sucking in my only cca, definitely not getting anywhere with acads.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;ok enough with the emo-ing. yay new phone! the screen's dying already though, and too late for a protector, which is like 18bucks in any case. but anyway, android! 8D this is my first attempt blogging from it btw. ohya I hope the earphones promo comes back soon!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;ok other life updates. og's sorta dying :( I think maybe cmi till my birthday already lah. class is quite fun(ny) haha :D batch, got a lot of new ppl! oh oh oh and the rj cats prayer group is win man 8D 20+ people on the mailing list! compared to our humble beginnings, wow. and we're actually starting to do stuff!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ohya I has to choreo ymca lol whee. quite short track lah, I'm more worried about how I'm gonna have to teach the rest! oh we finally saw bonaventure's choreo today xD epicity! (I insist it's the noun for epic) I'm tempted to just make everyone do background stuff then he can like solo dance around in the middle! pelvic thrusts ftw xD yes yes anyway, must come for Play people! it should be amusing! around early april, in school. tickets are quite cheap and proceeds go to charity! mm and A Tempo yupp! jo hisaishi 8) 8) 8) love~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;ohyeah and I watched titanic just now! I realised there're various stuff one can gather from it lah.&lt;br /&gt;1. money can't get you everywhere&lt;br /&gt;2. all you have could disappear just like that *snap*&lt;br /&gt;3. near the end, what's REALLY important becomes much clearer&lt;br /&gt;4. there ARE people (uh, person?) who will be there with you till the end&lt;br /&gt;5. spirit of a true musician; to play to the very end (eh this one is really woah ok, I think it gets overshadowed by the lovey parts other people focus on, but it seriously touched me; when you know you're gonna die, your music becomes heartwrenching)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;ok I shall now attempt to post this and format and all. 'night starshine, the earth says farewell!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1621452441753436806-2949874836095418561?l=yougivemelight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yougivemelight.blogspot.com/feeds/2949874836095418561/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1621452441753436806&amp;postID=2949874836095418561' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1621452441753436806/posts/default/2949874836095418561'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1621452441753436806/posts/default/2949874836095418561'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yougivemelight.blogspot.com/2010/02/foomz.html' title='foomz'/><author><name>pearlyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03477634564968335209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3N1HUp5jiTk/SL1fcPxp_nI/AAAAAAAAAbw/cKYfmpn83hU/S220/Sax+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1621452441753436806.post-395635851397363506</id><published>2010-02-04T22:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-04T22:57:37.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Know I Didn't Post for January</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;yeah, oops. but a bit hard to use comp lah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;okay orientation has been relatively awesome apart from the lose phone and sprain ankle part. I LOVE MY OG :D :D :D haha we somehow manage to be epicly slack AND enthu all at once. and our signature thumb game! xD and our new HQ - raja block lol. ok we need to stop taking 2 hours to decide where to go! and the tampines people need to stop pangsehing us hahaha. ok gah I forgot most of the stuff I wanted to say (as usual) but basically I really hope we all stay closely in touch (: outing outing! I'm still sad at missing the ecp one D: haha yeah anyway our og has really nice people :D (ahaha I bet yall stalkers are gonna see this, mass convo lol.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;and. I forgot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;ahyes. I'm seriously zibei-ing in band lah sigh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;and our class has a lot of cat high people! and a lot of sports people! :O I really hope we can get along, class is like a big part of school life!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;okay I shall just stop here. sheesh I really rmb having more interesting stuff to say but ohwells.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;ohyeah, brotherhood~ haha :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;[add] ohya and I've heard the f-word like a phenominal number of times over the past week or so. sigh. [/add]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1621452441753436806-395635851397363506?l=yougivemelight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yougivemelight.blogspot.com/feeds/395635851397363506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1621452441753436806&amp;postID=395635851397363506' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1621452441753436806/posts/default/395635851397363506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1621452441753436806/posts/default/395635851397363506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yougivemelight.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-know-i-didnt-post-for-january.html' title='I Know I Didn&apos;t Post for January'/><author><name>pearlyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03477634564968335209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3N1HUp5jiTk/SL1fcPxp_nI/AAAAAAAAAbw/cKYfmpn83hU/S220/Sax+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1621452441753436806.post-7728141218949247906</id><published>2009-12-31T16:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-31T16:48:20.504+08:00</updated><title type='text'>gosh, 2009 ended?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;PIOUS BULL I realised I haven't posted for december. well here goes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;it's been an interesting year I guess. WHOOSHed by, honestly, why does that happen every graduating year? p6 was like vroom too. and yeah, we're all growing old &lt;/span&gt;&lt;s style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;and saggy&lt;/s&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;. I'm truly thankful for the experiences I've had this year though, in the two very major aspects of my life - band and church. as for band, though sadly much of the passion has dwindled since syf, I'm glad that this year I got to experience the last of it, as well as to get a lot closer as a section (: in church, I thank Him for allowing me to serve at two camps with very different roles; despite the unlikeliness of which it could have been possible, things fell in place and allowed me to dedicate this time for this purpose. also, He has been by my side when I stepped up a little, and all this has allowed me to learn a great deal. and not forgetting a whole lot of awesome new friends (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;band's gonna be difficult next year, honestly, seeing as how all the rest are right up there on the pro scale and I am eh heh heh but well. for obligations' sake. I should start wearing a paper bag over my head and introducing myself as bob yeah. save my dignity haha. sheesh, it sucks to suck you know. oh and for church, it's really awesome you know. I suddenly thought about it after like graduating and all those stuff. church people are people who will stay with you through life (if things go well), so it's one aspect you're not really making friends you're gonna (or are likely to) lose (in terms of contact).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;which reminds me, owl room! :D :D :D orange omg, can it get more awesome. hammocks ftw xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;ohyeah, new year's resolution. it's been the thing I've been offering up most times we're told to. I guess I need to be closer to my family, it is after all a rather large part of my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;and uh, new year confession. I've wasted about my entire 2009 on mousehunt. there. *hides in shame* haha and I'm not anywhere near stopping :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;well so with that, 2010, here we come! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;s style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;rijc&lt;/s&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt; (whatever it's still) rj and all, new chapter of band life, 2nd year as a community, cheers!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1621452441753436806-7728141218949247906?l=yougivemelight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yougivemelight.blogspot.com/feeds/7728141218949247906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1621452441753436806&amp;postID=7728141218949247906' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1621452441753436806/posts/default/7728141218949247906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1621452441753436806/posts/default/7728141218949247906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yougivemelight.blogspot.com/2009/12/gosh-2009-ended.html' title='gosh, 2009 ended?'/><author><name>pearlyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03477634564968335209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3N1HUp5jiTk/SL1fcPxp_nI/AAAAAAAAAbw/cKYfmpn83hU/S220/Sax+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1621452441753436806.post-6172585741878589699</id><published>2009-11-23T18:36:00.017+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-26T01:20:55.144+08:00</updated><title type='text'>this is my now</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;november.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;it was quite a good month actually. besides the general emo-ness of leaving RG. which I shall try not to think too deeply about cos it really hurts ): &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;okay starting from what I remember. farewell assembly! I think our batch song is slightly forgettable, and sounds very very much like a chinese song haha. and maybe we'll be known as the epic batch that marched in to viva la vida instrumental version! ok shall not rawr here about the cookies, but yay those I managed to find appreciated it. didn't take many photos! D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;then arts fest! which was, in one word, awesome. it was seriously the best school concert ever, which I guess can be attributed to it not being purely a school concert, and the fact that so much effort was put into it. I hope band's footdrills can be that good! and and I love maryam's voice :D amigos para sempre is also emooo. and brings back st nick's memories. anyway, good job juniors! (: I wanted to get flowers but had no time D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;next, birthday! which, once more, I almost didn't notice the arrival of. thanks all those who wished me :D through various forms of technological communication haha. and woohoo, I managed to chiong to church from the airport. which has sensor water coolers! *splash* and huge toilet cubicles which can like, comfortably fit a family's luggage and still have room to swing a cat or something. haha and we got wonderfully lost on the quest to find sheng siong. cheapo soap ftw! I still find the "oh, turn right." "turn right?" *swerves* funny xD whoops got back late!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;and then, awesome almost-highlight of the month, OWL OUTING! :D :D :D to sentosa. finally please! :D haha we didn't play much ball/frisbee though, what with half the guys avidly girl-watching. candice in the sexually-confused mound was epic xD okay and whoops we put sunblock a leetle late, so tanlines D: and peeling D: D: haha terence and jerome have bad balance xD anyway, sentosa toilets are actually quite nice to bathe in! yepp and splashing around was awesome.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3N1HUp5jiTk/Swp12BMrTcI/AAAAAAAAAgo/Svd5AzuX0aQ/s1600/IMG_0717.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407263873506692546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3N1HUp5jiTk/Swp12BMrTcI/AAAAAAAAAgo/Svd5AzuX0aQ/s320/IMG_0717.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;then we had carl's, with it's AMAZING beef chilli cheese fries (a side dish I couldn't even finish as a meal. wow.) and salsa! and walked around abit, then camwhored on the floor of the vivo garden place lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407264599724018258" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3N1HUp5jiTk/Swp2gSkYSlI/AAAAAAAAAgw/5wuPO4XaGOQ/s320/IMG_0741.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;so ends the night (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;and whoosh, it was prom already! so besides ugly tanlines, falling dress straps, falling bra straps, falling heels diamonds, it was not bad haha. oh actually, rewind to the hotel room! so sam and I met after doing our hair respectively (yes, we were majorly pangsehed), and oops quite late alrd. then spent like forever trying to get contacts in, with my mum going "don't blink! don't blink!" *prods finger in eye* and I was like O.O till it approached then &gt;.O and &gt;.&lt; O.O &gt;.&lt; okay you get the point. then rushed there yepp. okay I regret barely eating. but anyway, camwhored like crazy! well, no better time to do so. and in case we don't go for jc prom! :/ yepp found most of the batch and the class and other random people woohoo :D pics on fb (there was a point in time when I had 888 fb pics total, so auspicious!) haha, please ask me personally if you want any sent directly!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407261480060082194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3N1HUp5jiTk/Swpzqs6iWBI/AAAAAAAAAgY/Yr8j855_VAw/s320/13555_179593891023_696121023_3003061_7135918_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;haha managed to expand our stayover people list to include peixin so it wasn't two people alone in a hotel room :p anyway we didn't go out frolicking after all, but camwhored more in the room! not to mention absolutely spastic lip synching phail MVs. and made full use of the interior design and various room paraphernalia (pious bull, I had to google the spelling). including the toilet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3N1HUp5jiTk/Swp0NxVANBI/AAAAAAAAAgg/MCwTWyV2RUk/s1600/13555_179609706023_696121023_3003274_4996357_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407262082540254226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3N1HUp5jiTk/Swp0NxVANBI/AAAAAAAAAgg/MCwTWyV2RUk/s320/13555_179609706023_696121023_3003274_4996357_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;mhmm, then chiong straight for camp! ohyes, slept at 4+, even if the annoying TOTALLY DEAFENING emergency thingy didn't ring for no apparent reason. so was like -____- for most of camp actually, considering I didn't get much sleep the next few nights anyway. ok thought I was late, but everyone was still at canteen! um fast forward, icebreakers all, confusion, etc. then chionged back and hurriedly packed like four sets of everything, then we ran back to church and somehow made it for P&amp;amp;W but without dinner. yepp then prep-ed for games, fun with flour and all, and realised OOPS I FORGOT TO BRING HOODIE AND TOWEL. so I called my mum at 12am heh and she came AND I REALISED I FORGOT TO BRING SLEEPING BAG AS WELL -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;sharing a sleeping bag failed, I've no idea how jerome and terence did it xD we just ended up on the mattresses with the bag as a blanket. bleh people got up at like 5+ to our annoyance. okay skip again, games were good and people had fun I think, despite it actually being very fail from our perspective. soap race whoo! and haha to the water bombs they saved for us. of which one got thrown at a really bad place. claire... D&lt; washing up was like SAI GANG OF THE CENTURY. we scooped around 30 buckets of drainwater, after which they told us oh oops the pump was just off. @#$%&amp;amp;* haha it was a good experience though. poor people who dealt with the flour as well! I remember last camp. so all our meals that day got pushed back like 3 hours, it was quite amusing. bathing was gross, as it always is in camps. lunch was not bad, all the food was quite good actually, and ohyes JEROME EATS AN AWFUL LOT! haha it's scary. mhmm then mass, and last minute joining in with prayover, which I honestly think I screwed up ): worship was good though (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;so we ended up staying till the end. 7am mass was eh oops all the service team falling asleep. like so many people stayed up the night lah, fuzzies lol. mark abraham xD well I think that's all for main events. clean up, pack up, everything, we broke camp in the early afternoon. then got aston's and went the swee's (plural) house! which is beeyooteeful. haha I barely finished half my meal, but guess who helped with the rest xD yepp then played that marble in 10 pots thingy, forgot what it's called! I think darius knows a lot of girls' games haha, with two sisters. then nap spam while they were playing taboo and the other moulding thing outside. after which, more trampoline! :D forward flip gogo! haha and finally, home but didn't get to crash till the night. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;which brings me to now, and nothing particularly interesting. okay that's it! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1621452441753436806-6172585741878589699?l=yougivemelight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yougivemelight.blogspot.com/feeds/6172585741878589699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1621452441753436806&amp;postID=6172585741878589699' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1621452441753436806/posts/default/6172585741878589699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1621452441753436806/posts/default/6172585741878589699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yougivemelight.blogspot.com/2009/11/this-is-my-now.html' title='this is my now'/><author><name>pearlyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03477634564968335209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3N1HUp5jiTk/SL1fcPxp_nI/AAAAAAAAAbw/cKYfmpn83hU/S220/Sax+1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3N1HUp5jiTk/Swp12BMrTcI/AAAAAAAAAgo/Svd5AzuX0aQ/s72-c/IMG_0717.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1621452441753436806.post-4434444451538461727</id><published>2009-10-25T21:56:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-25T23:36:09.989+08:00</updated><title type='text'>facebook steals my life away</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Pearlyn Chua shall blog in status message form cos that seems to be how her brain works lately.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Pearlyn Chua suddenly remembered that she hasn't blogged for october. I think.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Pearlyn Chua predicts that seeing her name so much is gonna freak herself out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Pearlyn Chua needs to mug. chinese. majorly. and evidently does not know how to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Pearlyn Chua still wonders if she should bot. ok I'll hold off first, good influence people do exist haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Pearlyn Chua respects ch'ng for being the only totally scrupulous guy mousehunter. 'sides buying sb+? (andrew still doesn't count!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Pearlyn Chua really shall go read LOTR. seriously.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Pearlyn Chua is lucky to have generally nice, un-screwed up guy friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Pearlyn Chua snorts at the rockstar catch rate difference between ship and gnawnia.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Pearlyn Chua hath done nothing with her EXPIRING $10 haagen daaz voucher. leave your textbooks for a moment and mug me, people!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Pearlyn Chua's hunting party shall finally do a tourney after how long ahaha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Pearlyn Chua writhes in misery. I can't do ANY of the camps ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Pearlyn Chua's verb vocab is running out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Pearlyn Chua uses rb to get rb!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Pearlyn Chua starts becoming more random.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Pearlyn Chua loves the whole world... boom de yada boom de yada :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Pearlyn Chua kinda misses band. and the whole rgssb thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Pearlyn Chua will be able to do a split soon yes yes!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Pearlyn Chua flings poo. ignore this, non-mousehunters.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Pearlyn Chua wants to go to sentosaaa!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Pearlyn Chua has so far successfully started each with a different word.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Pearlyn Chua sees some interesting stuff on status shuffle, seriously!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Pearlyn Chua misses you (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Pearlyn Chua addresses the nagging feeling that she has a ss option essay due. okay, on second thoughts, nevermind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Pearlyn Chua now doesn't really enjoy her options. I mean, aceptable lah. but I seem to have more affinity for quantum physics :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Pearlyn Chua finds this quite fun and may do it again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Pearlyn Chua should shut up and &lt;s&gt;drive&lt;/s&gt; go now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Pearlyn Chua was right about the third statement.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1621452441753436806-4434444451538461727?l=yougivemelight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yougivemelight.blogspot.com/feeds/4434444451538461727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1621452441753436806&amp;postID=4434444451538461727' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1621452441753436806/posts/default/4434444451538461727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1621452441753436806/posts/default/4434444451538461727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yougivemelight.blogspot.com/2009/10/facebook-steals-my-life-away.html' title='facebook steals my life away'/><author><name>pearlyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03477634564968335209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3N1HUp5jiTk/SL1fcPxp_nI/AAAAAAAAAbw/cKYfmpn83hU/S220/Sax+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1621452441753436806.post-3047409572024704133</id><published>2009-09-27T21:51:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T22:20:40.348+08:00</updated><title type='text'>because I haven't posted this month</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ahaha heng I remembered my post at least once a month thingy in time.&lt;br /&gt;unfortunately, I'm way behind in exercising, I've to do like 55 more push ups and 50 more sit ups by the end of this month, which is reallyyy soon, but that's okay lah.&lt;br /&gt;err as for the accumulated 7.2km left to run, eh heh heh I think I shall just carry it forward to next month.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;ok at the risk of this post becoming a things to do... ohwtheck. I shall just dump some anyway. WE NEED TO PROM SHOP YES. and shop, like for normal stuff. um um I've about a billion and one presents and letters to do as well. and all those get songs, organise iTunes. ahh fuggeddit, I shall stop here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;I realised it's kind of bad when I start talking to myself in status message format O.o and oh, I should start using O__o right. but I swear it still just looks like, an extended bra, or smth. OKAYIGNORE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;this post is crappy. haha wells. post-EYAs feels so helpless, honestly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;yay I wants to facil sec 2 camp this year :D and should I go for 50th anniversary dinner!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;which reminds me, WE NEED TO GO OUT! like, everyone. group date, cat class reunion, owl outing (I VOTE BEACH :D). and and julias, we need to start getting nyaa stuff in order, and rg youthgroup needs to meet, like, for the first time! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ok I shall comprain about random stuff. I can't get my black widow zomggg, and pooflinger's is down or smth, I can't tell whether I should stay at caped. life of hardcore mousehunters, it's funny. meh and revision exercises.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;ohyes options whee! film thingy, is totally like reliving film man. for 250 bucks. but well, I likes it lah, quite fun. haha we totally scrapped our original idea man, why does that sound familiar xD shiing is awesome! yay :D and omg am I acting &lt;s&gt;O.o&lt;/s&gt; &lt;s&gt;O___o&lt;/s&gt; :/ anywayy. symmetry in nature! is awe-inspiring, seriously. *cues choirs of angels* and the fieldtrip sounds cool whee! and I shall gain more than a picture of a cow's butt yes yes :p AND CELESTIA IS COOL OMG GO DOWNLOAD IT PEOPLE. randomly, our galaxy has about 250 billion stars, and there're about 100 billion other galaxies. chew on that. doesn't it make you feel absolutely small and insignificant! okay I don't know about ss, first one tmr!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;oh yay I gots a frisbee! albeit an ri one, but whatever. I needs to learnnn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I've this&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; feeling I had other important stuff to do on the comp, but hmm. ohwhellies. shall go read ju's blog. and help him promote. read people! scroll a little to links, justin, and try to tune out the swearing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;[add] wow, colouring that was painful. I thought the touchpad was bad, until I tried the mouse. [/add]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;[add] omg how could I forget to mention how much fun we've been having with bridge these days! but I shall not elaborate, that's risky. [/add]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1621452441753436806-3047409572024704133?l=yougivemelight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yougivemelight.blogspot.com/feeds/3047409572024704133/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1621452441753436806&amp;postID=3047409572024704133' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1621452441753436806/posts/default/3047409572024704133'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1621452441753436806/posts/default/3047409572024704133'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yougivemelight.blogspot.com/2009/09/because-i-havent-posted-this-month.html' title='because I haven&apos;t posted this month'/><author><name>pearlyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03477634564968335209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3N1HUp5jiTk/SL1fcPxp_nI/AAAAAAAAAbw/cKYfmpn83hU/S220/Sax+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1621452441753436806.post-4768392087344949882</id><published>2009-08-26T17:51:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-26T21:31:53.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'>confucius is a clever man</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ok I debated whether to emo or amuse first.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;being a best for last, I decided on emo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;at best, rg girls are absolute overachievers (holy cow till now I still spell achieve wrongly), excelling in acads, sports, arts and all its various forms, everything. freaky when I first met such people, still freaky to discover such people, will always be freaky to find such people. yes even when they're all around.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;at worst, there are those who are pro in at least something, however seemingly insignificant, still something. at the very very least, they have a strong interest in something or other.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;I wish I was even the latter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;now, for teh awesome confucius (kon-foo-shus!) jokes! which I shall put here in case I forget. but still find people to randomly tell anyway heh. and do tell me if you have any!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;okay in increasing humour order!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;confucius say, man who cut himself while shaving is going to lose face.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;*cues weak laughs*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;confucius say, girl and boy who go camping must beware of evil intent.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;*cues confused looks* HAH, I actually got it fast.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;confucius say, man who stand on toilet bowl is high on pot.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;and the one which is a variation of an overused pun, and wunderfully started the conversation from the mention of shiing's surname (xD),&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;confucius say, man who walk into airport door is going to bangkok.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;laugh, I tell you. *ignores innuendo-induced "err"s*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;and, of course, the very best,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;confucius say, woman who get laid in tomb is going to become mummy.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;OKAY NOW YOU REALLY CANNOT NOT LAUGH AT THAT. unless you don't get it. in which case, hah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;fare thee well, back to history essay and TESTIMONIAL WTHWTHWTH *HANDS UP BLANK SHEET OF PAPER*.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;[add]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;haha, from don chapman:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;"Then there was the deacon who was fixated on obscure, antiquated hymns written by Isaac Watts. This hymn crank wasn't satisfied that we did a healthy dose of popular hymns - he constantly pestered me to use his favorite, "How Sweet and Awesome is this Place" in our praise sets. I have sung hymns my entire life, consider myself to be somewhat of a hymn expert and had never heard of this one. Here's the second verse of this lovely ditty:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Here every bowel of our God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;With soft compassion rolls;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Here peace and pardon bought with blood&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Is food for dying souls.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;I'm sorry, but we're simply not going to sing a hymn about God's bowels in a contemporary worshiping church. I mean, fire me if you want, we just ain't gonna do it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;This deacon finally worked himself up into such a hissy fit that he threatened to leave the church.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Over a hymn about God's bowels."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;[/add]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;[add 2]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;and how could I forget!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;epic chinese moment of the day: (besides my all-too-awesome FAIL :/)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;"来，我们看俊男的。。。哦，她名字叫俊男，可能哥哥叫美女。。。"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;[/add 2]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1621452441753436806-4768392087344949882?l=yougivemelight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yougivemelight.blogspot.com/feeds/4768392087344949882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1621452441753436806&amp;postID=4768392087344949882' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1621452441753436806/posts/default/4768392087344949882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1621452441753436806/posts/default/4768392087344949882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yougivemelight.blogspot.com/2009/08/confucius-is-clever-man.html' title='confucius is a clever man'/><author><name>pearlyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03477634564968335209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3N1HUp5jiTk/SL1fcPxp_nI/AAAAAAAAAbw/cKYfmpn83hU/S220/Sax+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1621452441753436806.post-4596324955678853936</id><published>2009-08-19T18:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-19T18:55:27.214+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ha la la la la</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;it's all about the wordplay (: yes I got a couple more mraz songs yay. literally a couple though ): I shall get his albums from jess someday!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;yesyes anyway! DID YOU KNOW THAT THE EQUILIBRIUM ARROW LENGTHS ARE BASED ON EQUILIBRIUM POSITION! omgomg. and hey it's not just me okay! joo didn't either, and mak was totally intrigued! honestly, we thought it was just her handwriting mannn. I feel so cheated of this fact for half a year!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;hooray for freaking out over/discussing chem over msn. &lt;s&gt;mudlet&lt;/s&gt; pluffer! :D AND I IS HORRIBLY (dr horrible haha!) SCREWED. why did I fill half my cheatsheet with QA argh argh argh. AND GO AWAYY EQUILIBRIUM.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;incidentally, we were just done with the last peetee OF OUR LIVES. hurh. nice ending. I mean, it just had to be one with completely confusing expectations, annoying character limits, and pure wootness right? ohwell, apparently we'll miss PTs haha. I doubt it though, unless you're talking about in comparison to PW or smth lol. I could never do PTs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;mhmm. back to chem. I vote we change it's name to cheem! cheemistry. AWESOMEZ :D yeah and feesics.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;ha la la la la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;and, my other recent love. even heroes have the right to dream, and it's not easy to be me ♥ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;and, since dyd is coming! how wonderful, how beautiful, Jesus Your name, name above every name (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1621452441753436806-4596324955678853936?l=yougivemelight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yougivemelight.blogspot.com/feeds/4596324955678853936/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1621452441753436806&amp;postID=4596324955678853936' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1621452441753436806/posts/default/4596324955678853936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1621452441753436806/posts/default/4596324955678853936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yougivemelight.blogspot.com/2009/08/ha-la-la-la-la.html' title='ha la la la la'/><author><name>pearlyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03477634564968335209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3N1HUp5jiTk/SL1fcPxp_nI/AAAAAAAAAbw/cKYfmpn83hU/S220/Sax+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1621452441753436806.post-2683830082614692288</id><published>2009-08-15T10:50:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T11:04:24.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sex is salty, wet and hot :O</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;okay, kidding. not like I would know. but seriously, considering that it's a neutralisation reaction. (if you REALLY want to know, the girl's is acidic and the guy's is alkaline) and so, acid + base salt and water! plus it's an exothermic reaction right? there you have it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;AND OMG OMG HOLY MOOING COW WHAT. my mbti just SOMEHOW morphed into intp from some other site, then esfj on the one I originally used I think. (ok but J's 1%. my E's now quite high though.). AHHH. I wants my esfp back. meh. I think it's cos I put some stuff about planning ahead, but hey, it's the way they phrased the questions! like, yeah I plan on going out ahead cos I've to uh tell my parents? okay so I don't care I'm still esfp then :D oh and according to the traits listed on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.personalitypathways.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;http://www.personalitypathways.com/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;,  I almost always have at least one from the other letter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;okay so off now to, guess what.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;ASSASSPEETEE. no prizes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;why is this familiar, I think I moaned about the previous one too haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;IZ SCREWED.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;30%, what on earth?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;and huzzah, EOYs are all like HI, WE'RE 40%/50% kinda thing. :/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;HALP.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1621452441753436806-2683830082614692288?l=yougivemelight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yougivemelight.blogspot.com/feeds/2683830082614692288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1621452441753436806&amp;postID=2683830082614692288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1621452441753436806/posts/default/2683830082614692288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1621452441753436806/posts/default/2683830082614692288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yougivemelight.blogspot.com/2009/08/sex-is-salty-wet-and-hot-o.html' title='Sex is salty, wet and hot :O'/><author><name>pearlyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03477634564968335209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3N1HUp5jiTk/SL1fcPxp_nI/AAAAAAAAAbw/cKYfmpn83hU/S220/Sax+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1621452441753436806.post-6901825667056564996</id><published>2009-08-02T00:57:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T01:19:54.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'>quote</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;one of the few words that have more vowels than consonants! especially if you dis-count all the three-letter ones.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;anywayy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Some children's answers to church school questions - from the Church of England:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a style="FONT-WEIGHT: normal; COLOR: black; FONT-FAMILY: verdana, arial, sans-serif; TEXT-DECORATION: underline" name="more"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;• Noah's wife was called Joan of Arc. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;• Henry VIII thought so much of Wolsley that he made him a cardigan. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;• The fifth commandment is "humour thy father and mother". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;• Lot's wife was a pillar of salt by day and a ball of fire by night. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;• Salome was a woman who danced naked in front of Harrod's. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;• Holy acrimony is another name for matrimony. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;• The pope lives in a vacuum. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;• The patron saint of travelers is St. Francis of the sea sick. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;• Iran is the Bible of the Moslems. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;• A Republican is a sinner mentioned in the Bible. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;• Abraham begat Isaac and Isaac begat Jacob and Jacob begat twelve partridges. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;• The native of Macedonia did not believe, so Paul got stoned. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;• The first commandment was when Eve told Adam to eat the apple. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;• It is sometimes difficult to hear what is being said in church because the agnostics are so terrible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;"Conservatives say teaching sex education in the public schools will promote promiscuity. With our education system? If we promote promiscuity the same way we promote math or science, they've got nothing to worry about." - Beverly Mickens&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;"First, God created idiots. That was just for practice. Then He created school boards." - Mark Twain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;"Dancing: The vertical expression of a horizontal desire legalised by music." - George Bernard Shaw&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;haha I've loads more, but one can never quote enough. I likes the church ones though! xDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1621452441753436806-6901825667056564996?l=yougivemelight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yougivemelight.blogspot.com/feeds/6901825667056564996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1621452441753436806&amp;postID=6901825667056564996' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1621452441753436806/posts/default/6901825667056564996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1621452441753436806/posts/default/6901825667056564996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yougivemelight.blogspot.com/2009/08/quote.html' title='quote'/><author><name>pearlyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03477634564968335209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3N1HUp5jiTk/SL1fcPxp_nI/AAAAAAAAAbw/cKYfmpn83hU/S220/Sax+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1621452441753436806.post-9000501176799150487</id><published>2009-07-30T22:30:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-31T00:00:25.061+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Time Now</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ahahaha I got my wysiwyg back! :D :D but I've to use on internet explorer, darn. still, praise the person who thought up of ctrl f5!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;anywayy. the main point. LAST PRACCC! okay, so I have decided to have a proper post after all, and woohoo I made it before the end of the month. yupp, okay, I know it's not REALLY our last prac, and it's not REALLY farewell, but still. and even though we've been practically dead/non-existent/decomposing for the past months since the syf high (indeed, the &lt;s&gt;gradual&lt;/s&gt; drop in, well, everything actually, goes pheeeeeeeeewBOOP. I miss the high. I miss the connection. I miss the passion. I miss the love.), today sort of was, like, the END. dunno, it's just this FINALITY thing. okay I shall stop with the emphasising caps. yes anywayy, with everything, this just comes to mind:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;these are the times that we'll remember&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;breaking the city's heart together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;finally it's our time now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt;it's our time now&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;okay with the exception of the second line I guess. but truly. I think there's something I mentioned before, on how things are so difficult to capture and keep and treasure forever. if only my rgssb experience can be kept in a bottle, forever preserved, forever cherished, forever accessible! time and again I guess I've toyed with the idea of scrapbooking, all that. but, cost aside, I think it really cannot capture the true essence of everything, pretty though it be. okay this isn't the best time to try and reminisce about my bandlife, seeing homework calls (what's new). but I believe it's really this beautiful, magical journey, a myriad of events, emotions intricately woven in, shared with wonderful people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;maybe someday I'll try to compile my thoughts on rgssb. which of course will be limited to my goldfish memory. hopefully batch videos, batch items, piece recordings, notes, presents, all that can still remind me of how much I loved, of what I miss, one day. but feelings, they're not something you can store. seeing as how we have already whammed from syf, how I think I've kind of forgotten how it is to love band, no really really LOVE band, how I've forgotten how it's like to not be top batch, how I've forgotten how it's like to have seniors though I remember enough to know that I miss it. I fear I will forget. yes, we tell ourselves, we tell others, we will always cherish these memories! we will never forget! pardon the cynicism (I really usually am not!), but I really don't think that is possible. I don't know, I've seen myself say year after year that I don't want to grow up, I don't want to leave that year behind. but I move on. I usually somehow somewhat enjoy the next year. it's definitely not like I'm saying the non-band future will be so much better, if not why would I even be talking about missing it! but the reality's still cold and hard sometimes. life goes on. it doesn't leave you behind, misty-eyed about your wonderful past experiences. new ones come, old ones shun over to make space. and so, yes, I fear I may forget.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;and thus even more so that I don't want to leave it all behind. 'sides the fact that I will miss like crazy all the little things we take for granted, going to the batchcorr every morning, grinning at batchmates around the school, random batch meals and outings, random section meals and outings, section interaction (the non-awkward silence ones), camwhoringgg, the very feel of holding your instru, polishing, swabbing, carrying stands, dragging chairs, moving timpani, the bandroom, its smell, lying around in it, MR OURA!, these familiar faces, these familiar actions. many we will never get to do again. like today, just before attendance(/dismissal), we realised it's the last one we'll ever take. ever. I know it's not like completely gone erased wiped off the face of the earth nada zilch, but from what I hear/think/expect, it will never ever be the same. so maybe we join rj band to prolong the experience of some stuff that we'll miss. but nope, it can't replace that rgssb-ness. that whole, *gestures wildly with open palms*, that, argh, EVERYTHING. okay sorry I'm not very coherent as of now (and as of always).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;but I guess, like everything, it has to end sometime. like all good things. great things. I think it hasn't really sunk it yet, we need to get together and emo sometime. but anyway, I shall do the formalities, though know that I truly mean it with all my heart. thanks to rgssb for existing to even allow me this amazing experience. thanks to the school I guess, for providing us with so much, and for bearing with our sound haha. (noise or music, you decide.) and, most of all, thanks to every single person in my rgssb journey. thanks to the teachers, though sometimes we disagree with them and all, but really we know they have our best interests at heart, and many a time they have shown concern beyond what you see from just any educator. thanks, of course, to mr oura, for his invaluable guidance, for tolerating with us through our lows both emotionally and musically, for leading us in reaching up high. thanks to the seniors, for teaching us so much, and not just in the musical aspect, for pointing the way, for offering that help and support and uh cover heh, for essentially bringing us up. thanks to the juniors, for all the little things that you do, for your random amusingness, for your trust and respect. and, to the two special bunches that mean so much to me. thanks to the section, the wonderful slww, forever awesome, thanks for the many wonderful memories of fun times, in band and out, thanks for the warmth I've been privileged to feel, for having a nice composition of great, non-ap people, for the passion I can sense. and thanks to the batch, bandoliers '09, is was and always will be, for the laughter and the tears, the joy and the fears, the happiness and the pain, in sunshine or in rain, for truly living out "I'll be there for you" in all its beauty, for sharing in the highs and the lows, for all the random times, every single moment we've spent together, indescribable love, the sense of belonging you've given me. I'll miss everyone, really really much. I can't even begin to describe how much I'll miss just simply BEING an rgssbandgirl. but that's it I guess. I could wear the collarpin proudly forever, but that won't bring back all this again. so it seems we all have a quota. you only get four years of this amazing journey, fullstop. and well, finally, it's our time now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;RGSSB ♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1621452441753436806-9000501176799150487?l=yougivemelight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yougivemelight.blogspot.com/feeds/9000501176799150487/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1621452441753436806&amp;postID=9000501176799150487' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1621452441753436806/posts/default/9000501176799150487'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1621452441753436806/posts/default/9000501176799150487'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yougivemelight.blogspot.com/2009/07/our-time-now.html' title='Our Time Now'/><author><name>pearlyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03477634564968335209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3N1HUp5jiTk/SL1fcPxp_nI/AAAAAAAAAbw/cKYfmpn83hU/S220/Sax+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1621452441753436806.post-390922135780868192</id><published>2009-07-29T19:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T19:59:44.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'>reality smacks you in the face</title><content type='html'>omggg it's nearing the end of july and I nearly missed my one-post-a-month dateline! okay I'm not really up to blogging now so I shall just leave this as a crappy post to fulfill that and um post something better when I'm more inspired yupp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohyes, and I miss everyoneee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and ARGH where has all the blogger colours gone! the entire toolbar actually. rawr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kayy. *clicks*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1621452441753436806-390922135780868192?l=yougivemelight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yougivemelight.blogspot.com/feeds/390922135780868192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1621452441753436806&amp;postID=390922135780868192' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1621452441753436806/posts/default/390922135780868192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1621452441753436806/posts/default/390922135780868192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yougivemelight.blogspot.com/2009/07/reality-smacks-you-in-face.html' title='reality smacks you in the face'/><author><name>pearlyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03477634564968335209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3N1HUp5jiTk/SL1fcPxp_nI/AAAAAAAAAbw/cKYfmpn83hU/S220/Sax+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1621452441753436806.post-8664012957083796591</id><published>2009-06-25T22:35:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T00:22:43.099+08:00</updated><title type='text'>♫♪♩</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;has anyone ever noticed that the chicken dance song is on an offbeat but that gets ignored when people are doing the actions and all? okay totally random. haha anywayyyyyy. no change, still wasting my hols away. a normal day: wake up uber late, have breakfast, facebook, have lunch, facebook, church, bathe, dinner, facebook, sleep. mrawr. but whee, daily mass. :D :D :D and more people are addicted to ado now whoo! DO has been getting sad though. sigh when sch restarts I can only go on mondays. I'm seriously gonna miss seeing everyone everyday haha. but that currently isn't the thing I'm most worried about. :/ HW, GO AWAYYYYYEEEE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9900;"&gt;darn, our group date failed leh, never pulled through. going out with rox tmr though! before aspen. which I've missed for the past uh four weeks or so. DIEEE. ms tay will KEEEELL. and my organic chem will flump. along with my already down there equilibrium. boo angie can't. D: our fashion advisor! how! ahh. and our dressing plan got ruined haha. :p and lol to hardcore mousehunting!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF33;"&gt;yay okay my general song ❤s (haha no idea, some are unexplainable.):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF33;"&gt;1, 2, 3, 4 - Plain White T's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF33;"&gt;1985 - Bowling for Soup&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF33;"&gt;Accidentally in Love - Counting Crows&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF33;"&gt;Afterlife - Avenged Sevenfold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF33;"&gt;All Rise - Blue&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF33;"&gt;All Star - Smashmouth&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF33;"&gt;At The Beginning - (Anastasia?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF33;"&gt;Bad Day - Daniel Powter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF33;"&gt;Believe Me - Fort Minor&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF33;"&gt;Breakaway - Kelly Clarkson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF33;"&gt;Bring Me To Life - Evanescence&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF33;"&gt;Bubbly - Colbie Caillat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF33;"&gt;Built To Last - Mêlée&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF33;"&gt;Can You Feel the Love Tonight - Elton John&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF33;"&gt;Careless Whisper - George Michael&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF33;"&gt;Check Yes Juliet - We The Kings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF33;"&gt;Collide - Howie Day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF33;"&gt;Crash - Matt Wilis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF33;"&gt;Don't Love You No More (Sorry) - Craig David&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF33;"&gt;Fall For You - Secondhand Serenade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF33;"&gt;Geek In The Pink - Jason Mraz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF33;"&gt;Grow Up - Simple Plan (haha here actually cos I DON'T WANNA -be told to- GROW UP.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF33;"&gt;Happy Together - Simple Plan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF33;"&gt;Here Without You - 3 Doors Down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF33;"&gt;Hey There Delilah - Plain White T's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF33;"&gt;Home - Michael Bublé&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF33;"&gt;How To Save A Life - The Fray&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF33;"&gt;I Can't Help But Wait - Trey Songz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF33;"&gt;I Don't Wanna Miss a Thing - Aerosmith&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF33;"&gt;I'll Be There for You - The Rembrandts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF33;"&gt;Incomplete - Backstreet Boys&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF33;"&gt;I Will Follow You Into the Dark - Death Cab for Cutie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF33;"&gt;I'm Yours - Jason Mraz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF33;"&gt;Just So You Know - Jesse McCartney&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF33;"&gt;Leaving, On a Jet Plane - John Denver&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF33;"&gt;Let Me Take You There - Plain White T's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF33;"&gt;Lonely No More - Rob Thomas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF33;"&gt;Love - Nat King Cole&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF33;"&gt;Love, Me - Colin Raye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF33;"&gt;Love Story - Taylor Swift&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF33;"&gt;Mad World - Adam Lambert (ahaha. ignores the original.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF33;"&gt;My Boo - Usher ft. Alicia Keys&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF33;"&gt;My Love - Westlife&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF33;"&gt;Never Had A Dream Come True - S Club 7&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF33;"&gt;Next Plane Home - Daniel Powter&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF33;"&gt;Our Song - Taylor Swift&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF33;"&gt;Our Time Now - Plain White T's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF33;"&gt;Perfect - Simple Plan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF33;"&gt;Pictures of You - The Last Goodnight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF33;"&gt;Say It Again - Marié Digby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF33;"&gt;Seasons in the Sun - Westlife&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF33;"&gt;Shake Your Pom Pom - Missy Elliot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF33;"&gt;She Will Be Loved - Maroon 5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF33;"&gt;Skyway Avenue - We The Kings&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF33;"&gt;Stacey's Mom - Fountains of Wayne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF33;"&gt;Suddenly I See - KT Tunstall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF33;"&gt;Sway - Michael Bublé&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF33;"&gt;Teardrops on My Guitar - Taylor Swift&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF33;"&gt;That Thing You Do - The Wonders&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF33;"&gt;The Reason - Hoobastank&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF33;"&gt;To Be With You - Mr. Big&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF33;"&gt;Tongue Tied - Faber Drive&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF33;"&gt;Truly, Madly, Deeply - Savage Garden&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF33;"&gt;Unbeautiful - Lesley Roy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF33;"&gt;Untitled - Simple Plan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF33;"&gt;Viva la Vida - Coldplay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF33;"&gt;What Hurts The Most - Rascal Flatts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF33;"&gt;When You Say Nothing At All - Alison Krauss (okay I think I'd prefer a male artist one)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF33;"&gt;Where Is The Love - Black Eyed Peas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF33;"&gt;You'll Be In My Heart - Phil Collins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF33;"&gt;You're Beautiful - James Blunt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF33;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF33;"&gt;okay whee. considering I have a very limited music vocab. VERY. and I may have missed out some haha. darn, I wanted at least one for each letter but ohman heh. kay, finally! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1621452441753436806-8664012957083796591?l=yougivemelight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yougivemelight.blogspot.com/feeds/8664012957083796591/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1621452441753436806&amp;postID=8664012957083796591' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1621452441753436806/posts/default/8664012957083796591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1621452441753436806/posts/default/8664012957083796591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yougivemelight.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-post.html' title='♫♪♩'/><author><name>pearlyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03477634564968335209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3N1HUp5jiTk/SL1fcPxp_nI/AAAAAAAAAbw/cKYfmpn83hU/S220/Sax+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1621452441753436806.post-398344220215657590</id><published>2009-06-20T15:07:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T15:30:15.232+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bittersweet</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC00;"&gt;orsour&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFCC00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;I want a balcony like sam's. I could spend like forever there, alone or with friends. but I wouldn't get anything done with life, I'd just spend all my time thinking ABOUT life. but it's really so awesome, to stargaze (un-stacelike, of course), lie in music or silence, talk to Him. sleep, smile, think, cry. I WANTS ONE.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9900;"&gt;okay not like I am getting much done with life. I've totally wasted my entire hols away (ok well not really wasted in that sense, but basically haven't done anything academically productive), and ohmyfreak hols are almost over, and since I got back from camp I've been spending half my time sleeping and the other half on the comp, mostly fb. or else simply drifting and daydreaming. yeesh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF33;"&gt;on another note, whee, ytd was like an awesome band birthday :D well planned, much thanks to (the rest of) my section (since I've been sleeping and drifting rmb, all I did was like spark off ideas :/). sadly we got chased out of amk hub, but the bishan park stuff was relatively fun. and WOAHH we all fit into sam's house, and dipped our feet in her pond, and poledanced around her bamboo trees, and did many awesome jumpshots on her lawn. haha ohyes, and our pizza was good :D 'sides the fact that that would be my third time I'd eaten pizza this week. fattttttttt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;and I kinda miss having braces. and I want to continue going for daily mass! but I'm already being banned from all activity for the last lap of hols to, uh, catch up so. :/ *cries* no more group date and direct outing! D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:Verdana;color:#656565;"&gt;&lt;div class="lyrics-text"&gt;As the deer panteth for the water&lt;br /&gt;So my soul longeth  after you&lt;br /&gt;You alone are my heart's desire&lt;br /&gt;And I long to worship you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="lyrics-text"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You  alone are my strength, my shield&lt;br /&gt;To you alone may my spirit yield&lt;br /&gt;You  alone are my heart's desire&lt;br /&gt;And I long to worship you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="lyrics-text"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're my friend and  you are my brother&lt;br /&gt;Even though you are a king&lt;br /&gt;I love you more than any  other&lt;br /&gt;So much more than anything&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="lyrics-text"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You alone are my strength, my  shield&lt;br /&gt;To you alone may my spirit yield&lt;br /&gt;You alone are my heart's  desire&lt;br /&gt;And I long to worship you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="lyrics-text"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want you more than gold or  silver,&lt;br /&gt;only you can satisfy.&lt;br /&gt;You alone are the real joygiver&lt;br /&gt;and the  apple of my eye.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="lyrics-text"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You alone are my strength, my shield&lt;br /&gt;To you alone may my  spirit yield&lt;br /&gt;You alone are my heart's desire&lt;br /&gt;And I long to worship  you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1621452441753436806-398344220215657590?l=yougivemelight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yougivemelight.blogspot.com/feeds/398344220215657590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1621452441753436806&amp;postID=398344220215657590' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1621452441753436806/posts/default/398344220215657590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1621452441753436806/posts/default/398344220215657590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yougivemelight.blogspot.com/2009/06/bittersweet.html' title='bittersweet'/><author><name>pearlyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03477634564968335209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3N1HUp5jiTk/SL1fcPxp_nI/AAAAAAAAAbw/cKYfmpn83hU/S220/Sax+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1621452441753436806.post-2248025159695165271</id><published>2009-06-18T21:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-18T21:41:14.049+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I study lor</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;These are from a book called Disorder in the American Courts, and are things people actually said in court, word for word, taken down and now published by court reporters that had the torment of staying calm while these exchanges were actually taking place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ATTORNEY: What was the first thing your husband said to you that morning?&lt;br /&gt;WITNESS: He said, 'Where am I, Cathy?'&lt;br /&gt;ATTORNEY: And why did that upset you?&lt;br /&gt;WITNESS: My name is Susan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;__________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="word_break" style="display: block; float: left; margin-left: -10px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;__________________&lt;br /&gt;ATTORNEY: What gear were you in at the moment of the impact?&lt;br /&gt;WITNESS: Gucci sweats and Reeboks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;__________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="word_break" style="display: block; float: left; margin-left: -10px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;__________________&lt;br /&gt;ATTORNEY: Are you sexually active?&lt;br /&gt;WITNESS: No, I just lie there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;__________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="word_break" style="display: block; float: left; margin-left: -10px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;__________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ATTORNEY: This myasthenia gravis, does it affect your memory at all?&lt;br /&gt;WITNESS: Yes . ;&lt;br /&gt;ATTORNEY: And in what ways does it affect your memory?&lt;br /&gt;WITNESS: I forget.&lt;br /&gt;ATTORNEY: You forget? Can you give us an example of something you forgot?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;__________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="word_break" style="display: block; float: left; margin-left: -10px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;_________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ATTORNEY: Do you know if your daughter has ever been involved in voodoo?&lt;br /&gt;WITNESS: We both do..&lt;br /&gt;ATTORNEY: Voodoo?&lt;br /&gt;WITNESS: We do.&lt;br /&gt;ATTORNEY: You do?&lt;br /&gt;WITNESS: Yes, voodoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;__________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="word_break" style="display: block; float: left; margin-left: -10px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;__________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ATTORNEY: Now doctor, isn't it true that when a person dies in his sleep, he doesn't know about it until the next morning?&lt;br /&gt;WITNESS: Did you actually pass the bar exam?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;__________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="word_break" style="display: block; float: left; margin-left: -10px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;__________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ATTORNEY: The youngest son, the twenty-year-old, how old is he?&lt;br /&gt;WITNESS: He's twenty, much like your IQ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;__________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="word_break" style="display: block; float: left; margin-left: -10px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;__ ______ _________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ATTORNEY: Were you present when your picture was taken?&lt;br /&gt;WITNESS: Are you shitting me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;__________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="word_break" style="display: block; float: left; margin-left: -10px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;_______________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ATTORNEY: So the date of conception (of the baby) was August 8th?&lt;br /&gt;WITNESS: Yes.&lt;br /&gt;ATTORNEY: And what were you doing at that time?&lt;br /&gt;WITNESS: Getting laid&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;__________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="word_break" style="display: block; float: left; margin-left: -10px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;__________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ATTORNEY: She had three children, right?&lt;br /&gt;WITNESS: Yes.&lt;br /&gt;ATTORNEY: How many were boys?&lt;br /&gt;WITNESS: None.&lt;br /&gt;ATTORNEY: Were there any girls?&lt;br /&gt;WITNESS: Your Honor, I think I need a different attorney. Can I get a new attorney?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;__________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="word_break" style="display: block; float: left; margin-left: -10px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;_________ ______ ___&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ATTORNEY: How was your first marriage terminated?&lt;br /&gt;WITNESS: By death.&lt;br /&gt;ATTORNEY: And by whose death was it terminated?&lt;br /&gt;WITNESS: Take a guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;__________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="word_break" style="display: block; float: left; margin-left: -10px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;__________________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ATTORNEY: Can you describe the individual?&lt;br /&gt;WITNESS: He was about medium height and had a beard.&lt;br /&gt;ATTORNEY: Was this a male or a female?&lt;br /&gt;WITNESS: Unless the circus was in town, I'm going with male.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;_____ __________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="word_break" style="display: block; float: left; margin-left: -10px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;______&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ATTORNEY: Is your appearance here this morning pursuant to a deposition notice which I sent to your attorney?&lt;br /&gt;WITNESS: No, this is how I dress when I go to work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;__________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="word_break" style="display: block; float: left; margin-left: -10px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;____________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ATTORNEY: Doctor, how many of your autopsies have you performed on dead people?&lt;br /&gt;WITNESS: All of them. The live ones put up too much of a fight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;__________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="word_break" style="display: block; float: left; margin-left: -10px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;______________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ATTORNEY: ALL your responses MUST be oral, OK? What school did you go to?&lt;br /&gt;WITNESS: Oral.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;__________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="word_break" style="display: block; float: left; margin-left: -10px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;_______________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ATTORNEY: Do you recall the time that you examined the body?&lt;br /&gt;WIT NESS : The autopsy started around 8:30 p.m.&lt;br /&gt;ATTORNEY: And Mr. Denton was dead at the time?&lt;br /&gt;WITNE SS: If not, he was by the time I finished.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;__________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="word_break" style="display: block; float: left; margin-left: -10px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;__________________&lt;br /&gt;ATTORNEY: Are you qualified to give a urine sample?&lt;br /&gt;WITNESS: Are you qualified to ask that question?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;__________________________&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;wbr&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="word_break" style="display: block; float: left; margin-left: -10px; padding-top: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#999999;"&gt;____________&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the best for last:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ATTORNEY: Doctor, before you performed the autopsy, did you check for a pulse?&lt;br /&gt;WITNESS: No.&lt;br /&gt;ATTORNEY: Did you check for blood pressure?&lt;br /&gt;WITNESS: No.&lt;br /&gt;ATTORNEY: Did you check for breathing?&lt;br /&gt;WITNESS: No.&lt;br /&gt;ATTORNEY: So, then it is possible that the patient was alive when you began the autopsy?&lt;br /&gt;WITNESS: No.&lt;br /&gt;ATTORNEY: How can you be so sure, Doctor?&lt;br /&gt;WITNESS: Because his brain was sitting on my desk in a jar.&lt;br /&gt;ATTORNEY: I see, but could the patient have still been alive, nevertheless?&lt;br /&gt;WITNESS: Yes, it is possible that he could have been alive and practicing law.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"   style="font-family:'trebuchet ms';font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;credits: vickaye!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1621452441753436806-2248025159695165271?l=yougivemelight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yougivemelight.blogspot.com/feeds/2248025159695165271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1621452441753436806&amp;postID=2248025159695165271' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1621452441753436806/posts/default/2248025159695165271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1621452441753436806/posts/default/2248025159695165271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yougivemelight.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-study-lor.html' title='I study lor'/><author><name>pearlyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03477634564968335209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3N1HUp5jiTk/SL1fcPxp_nI/AAAAAAAAAbw/cKYfmpn83hU/S220/Sax+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1621452441753436806.post-4447265000617755760</id><published>2009-06-16T21:00:00.016+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T22:29:09.611+08:00</updated><title type='text'>common unity</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;I think our confi camp was when the seed was sown, and this was fertiliser for the already sprouting plant. I didn't actually cry, but there were many almost-teared. and I think I really went into a deeper level of worship (: my sharing was eh heh, but the rest were really good. haha and I think the three of us work awesomely together!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3N1HUp5jiTk/SjekBMx5z6I/AAAAAAAAAgQ/zYnURyEuZIw/s320/P1060796.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347923423043112866" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;go group 6! :D mhmm, and I think after praying with, I really felt the true joy of the Lord, I couldn't stop smiling. (: and He was leading me all the way through, even though I was very much at a loss of what to say, and brandon did say stuff too after all! and after my first touchtime I stood beside the scrolls and thanked Him, and prayed before my second, and the scroll I got began, "Christ will appear a second time." how great is that? beautiful. we also saw some amazing transformations. "Praise the Lord!" Psalm 149:1. haha fuzzies till 2+am the last night. and I found out the sad story of the batch above us D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9900;"&gt;sadly, that call right after the end of camp kinda slammed everything from the past 4-5 days, it was seriously like some steadily rising balloon being shot. sigh. but well, felt much better after spending half an hour in ado today (: and ranting I guess haha, thanks! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9900;"&gt;♥ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF9900;"&gt;a&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);   "&gt;nd whee so many confirmands came for mass today. DO was like woah, father's office was full and overflowing haha. like God's love. I really hope that it doesn't just end here and die off for everyone, but it will take root and continue to grow, like it did for us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF33;"&gt;and sitting in ado t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF33;"&gt;oday, I realised that the lyrics of So You Would Come really touches me. I was that close from tearing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;Before the world began&lt;br /&gt;You were on His mind&lt;br /&gt;And every tear you cry&lt;br /&gt;Is  precious in His eyes&lt;br /&gt;Because of His great love&lt;br /&gt;He gave His only  Son&lt;br /&gt;Everything was done&lt;br /&gt;So you would come&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing you can  do&lt;br /&gt;Could make Him love you more&lt;br /&gt;And nothing that you've done&lt;br /&gt;Could make  Him close the door&lt;br /&gt;Because of His great love&lt;br /&gt;He gave His only  Son&lt;br /&gt;Everything was done&lt;br /&gt;So you would come&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Come to the  Father&lt;br /&gt;Though your gift is small&lt;br /&gt;Broken hearts, broken lives&lt;br /&gt;He will  take them all&lt;br /&gt;The power of the Word&lt;br /&gt;The power of His blood&lt;br /&gt;Everything  was done&lt;br /&gt;So you would come&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF33;"&gt;and I am in love with Worthy Is the Lamb too (: singing in the shower ftw :D I can't believe they heard us :/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div id="div_customCSS"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;Thank you for the cross, Lord&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for the price  You paid&lt;br /&gt;Bearing all my sin and shame&lt;br /&gt;In love You came&lt;br /&gt;And gave amazing  grace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for this love, Lord&lt;br /&gt;Thank you for the nail pierced  hands&lt;br /&gt;Washed me in Your cleansing flow&lt;br /&gt;Now all I know&lt;br /&gt;Your forgiveness  and embrace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Worthy is the Lamb&lt;br /&gt;Seated on the throne&lt;br /&gt;Crown You now  with many crowns&lt;br /&gt;You reign victorious&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;High and lifted up&lt;br /&gt;Jesus Son  of God&lt;br /&gt;The Darling of Heaven crucified&lt;br /&gt;Worthy is the Lamb&lt;br /&gt;Worthy is the  Lamb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="div_customCSS"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#C0C0C0;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div id="div_customCSS"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FFFF33;"&gt;I thank You so much for this opportunity; I will definitely do it again. maybe our facil tree will continue to grow too! freeman-gracemary-me :D and I'll prob want to go for the next youth camp yay. go with me (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1621452441753436806-4447265000617755760?l=yougivemelight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yougivemelight.blogspot.com/feeds/4447265000617755760/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1621452441753436806&amp;postID=4447265000617755760' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1621452441753436806/posts/default/4447265000617755760'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1621452441753436806/posts/default/4447265000617755760'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yougivemelight.blogspot.com/2009/06/common-unity.html' title='common unity'/><author><name>pearlyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03477634564968335209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3N1HUp5jiTk/SL1fcPxp_nI/AAAAAAAAAbw/cKYfmpn83hU/S220/Sax+1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3N1HUp5jiTk/SjekBMx5z6I/AAAAAAAAAgQ/zYnURyEuZIw/s72-c/P1060796.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1621452441753436806.post-5175528631772432878</id><published>2009-06-04T02:00:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-04T04:28:17.047+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I wonder if you can ever run out of love</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;one happy, exhausted person (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;it was a great band camp, despite being a day camp. probably one of the best in fact. okay maybe the first day wasn't too impressive. fast forward, captain's ball! :D I very smartly had loose shoes and fell within like, what, the first minute -.- but yay I got to play again. and we won whee! sec3s were really good though (: [oh and I found out who the "I'm gonna die" person is.] then sweaty and gross we tramped into the band room and stunk it up for the first of many times over the next 48hrs. and I decided to bear with it and not change cos special programme was apparently "physical. VERY physical." haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;kay section interaction started off kinda phail, since apparently (like mutual sharing) we were supposed to "stick to the agenda, don't play games or take section photos", but well, we ended up doing the latter two anyway. many failed attempts and an awesome jumpshot later, we played like one/two rounds of truth-or-dare which saw joanne dancing around gloria the pole (hey I noticed the SL is always the pole! :p). and then a rather phail honey I love you. lesson of the day? WE HAVE WEIRD SEC1S. but well I comforted myself that everyone was weird in sec1 so hopefully they'll grow up fine. but seriously. they took like, 20min? to attempt a honey I love you, and one heavily punctuated with giggles too. and during lunch (or was it tea), their argument over the cuteness of portable toilets. like OKAYY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;direct taking was spent looking for mr mizar/ trying to call mr mizar/ finally meeting with mr mizar, but we also took perseus for a bit. hm there're still stuff to work on, but they've both improved so much (: haha batch bonding became like batch sleeping, with some of us listening to music etc. at least the sec1s (supposedly) spent it planning what to spend the next day's one doing! xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;war games were quite pointless haha (the first part), firstly cos the area was too small to really run, then plus the rules were such that everyone ended up just standing at the midline and staring at each other/ doing the can-can. and then people started trying to find loopholes, which made it not fun already if we actually did it that way haha. vivian was awesome though :D zoooom. then the mass one was at the field so bigger space, but in the end it became like just random running, getting caught, and getting saved. cos people didn't even know like where the castles actually were. but still quite fun la haha. oh I amazingly avoided/outran everyone who tried to catch me, then smashed headfirst into xinyi -____- haha after that we took band photos in the hot sun, a funny greenuncle helped us take. then, even more sweaty, we hit the band room again. (they had to air it out afterwards lol :p) and this time I REALLY had to change haha so yupp.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;after dismissal we hung around the band room for a bit. camwhored, played with balloons (I want D:), and happily got one stuck at the aircon :O haha and whoo I found out that I'm not bad at limbo-ing , but it's probably just cos I'm short(er) haha. yupp then we all crashed far east for dinner, no surprises there. shared mogu mogu with julia, yepp they cut prices (still not exactly cheap though), and a full house bubble tea. then we headed off for sam's house. had an interesting bus ride talking with julia about juniors and the future of the band and all. and got totally confused and freaked out when walking in from the bus stop even after shunning the responsibility of remembering the way out. cheem! haha anw, wii-ed the rest of the night away after a nice shower, and gave up the idea of sleeping on her skydeck. aww! anw jess adn I decided to stop being anti-social and finally went down, to be greeted by like 10 mattresses in various positions across her living room and dining room. woah. yupp, with a mattress each and a nice blanket, I had a good sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;woke up the next day when the birds did, again when alarms rang, again when talia left. but got up only after my own alarm. had an awesome donut breakfast, thanks sam's dad! he also fetched us in batches to the bus stop so we needn't have worried about the way out. the bus took uber long, and drove uber slowly, and we ended up late, and thereby scolded afterwards :/ batch bonding was fun and productive (unlike the previous haha), we did the write a sentence, pass, draw it out, fold, pass thing. the end results were hilarious! xD there were a lot of recurring themes lol, like jolyn, apples, and clowns. and uh hairy things. eh heh and I kinda spent direct taking on fb. lunch was batch lunch, and I didn't share this time haha. and there's nothing wrong with pineapples! nor ginger but less people will agree with me on this one so nevermind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;then it was amazing yellow race (omg you know I only connected the yellow with the location clues paper colour quite long later ahaha) whee! I think games this camp were the best, at least different from the usual station games, although some groups cheated and skipped stations. haha the first game was crazy, they damn smart lah, make us run up run down run up run down. then cherades which was super easy lol, band member or conductor. the listen to band song and hum one was slightly screwed firstly when I can't hum (but yay they got all anyway) and secondly cos our station mistress got a call AND ANSWERED IT in the middle of our game lol. the quiz was like, BOOM, suddenly test academics somemore haha. unfortunately both dot and I had thrown away all P&amp;amp;C knowledge heh. the jigsaw and blurred pics one was fast. and the canteen pne we totally wrecked our newspapers haha! oh and that thing totally showed it was the luckiest day of my life or something. 1st question, composer of pioneers, I knew cos well, I like pioneers. 2nd question, fourth song of cadenza, I randomly started guessing with aquarium cos uh I remembered it for being the most boring, and woah, correct! then 3rd question, how many time changes are there in overture 1, I spouted the first number that came into my head, three, then OMG CORRECT :O haha our group totally owned first game, although we got held up at first location, but got caught up with afterwards. especially cos AHEM some people skipped stations. go paris! romantic, sophisticated, charming, and most of all francais :D shouting go paris go around the track for one round totally murdered my voice, which is why I can't sing/ sound funny now, cos I was totally forcing and ended up being like the volume of the rest of the group besides dot added together haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;everyone was so amazingly fast that we were way short of the planned time for games lol, so they had a "surprise programme", section interaction! didn't go expecting much, but it ended up like THE MOST AWESOME PART OF CAMP :D crashed a new J block classroom for the aircon. and we played games like conquering which was quite mind-wracking haha. and my impromptu-thought-up-of I never hangman, which turned out quite amusing haha. we must do it more often d: then we had to move to an upper classroom cos greenmen had to clean, and had tea. shh! finished up the previous day's famous amos and digestives. and yupp the sec1s were weird and laughy again. milo-spurting alert! haha and many things were generally funny lah :D yay I think it's good that we're quite close to the sec3s and the sec3s are quite close to the sec2s and the sec2s are quite (in comparison. haha will get more one la!) close to the sec1s.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;when we went back the entire band was there already :/ so we followed off for mutual sharing. ahh I was such a fail head, even with borrowing the agenda from peixin. the stuff were kinda hard to talk about, and delia was quite quiet haha. I was totally boring everyone with like my rgssb life story or something ohman. I don't know lah, it's really hard to talk about such a thing, to describe such a love in words, to paint out such a journey of four years in five minutes. it's really something you have to live yourself to understand. and I hope they do/will(: okay when I got back and stopped worrying about what to say and about droning, I sorta started emo-ing heh. farewell pang again. sighhh. visioning session, I wrote a totally kimdergarten-ish hope, but it was totally heartfelt, so yay :D letter was messy ohdear, but completely heartfelt too(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;then as usual dillydallied for a long while before finally leaving for section dinner heh. went far east instead of lido, I think it's become our new section dinner place already haha. fountain instead of escalator, for the aircon hahaha. initiated joanne into pastamania-eating! and shared meatball penne with gloria, and a big gulp too. mmmm. haha whee and we treated the section to an apple crumble pizza, and now 2nd june is officially slww day! (: nope we didn't embarrass ourselves by playing games like I never hangman in the middle of a public area :p but definitely in other ways like lying around the staircase for section photo heh. guilty as charged. and took various direct photos and photos with the sec3s (: haha I am still amused by the hugging thing. nevermind, farewell xD ohyes and lesson of this day: OUR SECTION IS LARGELY PAEDOPHILIC :O hahahaha. and quite a number of our section like blue and don't like pink. that was me in primary school! haha had quite interesting/fun/nice conversations for the rest of that night. found out that I'm not the only one who emos when I blogsurf! haha but omg sheryl you must stop being so emo. jumping-off-building thoughts are wayyy overboard. lol and joanne, who has no control over her eyebrows (and shoulders. offbeats! xD)! yupp, finally had to leave, and did, very very happy about slww and very very emo about farewell.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;I think I've never felt like I love SLWW so much before! :D so that was my happy ending to band camp (: but that night, I had to actually pray that my heart would remain intact on farewell D:&lt;/span&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;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;and I'd like to thank You so much Lord, for my awesome co-facils (: and our awesome chemistry. all nokia fans, who have/have had 5610 music Xpress! may camp be an enriching experience for us all, as well as the sec3s of course, and may all go smoothly. daily mass, gogo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1621452441753436806-5175528631772432878?l=yougivemelight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yougivemelight.blogspot.com/feeds/5175528631772432878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1621452441753436806&amp;postID=5175528631772432878' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1621452441753436806/posts/default/5175528631772432878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1621452441753436806/posts/default/5175528631772432878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yougivemelight.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-wonder-if-you-can-ever-run-out-of.html' title='I wonder if you can ever run out of love'/><author><name>pearlyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03477634564968335209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3N1HUp5jiTk/SL1fcPxp_nI/AAAAAAAAAbw/cKYfmpn83hU/S220/Sax+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1621452441753436806.post-830340863350770288</id><published>2009-05-20T23:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T00:27:12.943+08:00</updated><title type='text'>crooked morals</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;HAHA I haven't felt my teeth since more than a year ago. they feel funny now. and I'm already missing being able to whistle my F's! pft, and apparently metal's not much diff/actually worse. prays they won't disappear into the bin like many before them! ok haven't even gotten anw so haha. ahh, sat have to wake up early for open house (what's new), but then after our performance slot gotta chiong to dentist then chiong back (ohyes not forgetting changing out of band u of course :/) and man film booth. oh whee we're getting our film posters! (: A1. $8 though, ouch. and booooo screwed solo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;okay I have resolved to train at least one of running, sit ups and pull ups every weekend. I WILL DO IT. 5BX died off like one month after haha. but how many ppl actually even continued it after obs okay! haha and I should kind of do the water diet thing. whenever I'm hungry when I'm not supposed to be, drink water. instead of bingeing. unless I'm like some bloated fish on water already lah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;and whee we has a date :D :D :D on friday. I must go scavenge for money now haha. ohman, and I hope they don't keep us back for the open house stuffs :/ cos after that still have to rush for aspen! hahaha we need to buy _. and _! and conveniently, _. (okay I admit that I'm not actually thinking of stuff to fill in the blanks with myself. I just know there're some stuff haha.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;yay! okay I has a full hols. ahh confi camppp :D (ok crap 'sides sharing :/) and all the prep and daily mass that comes with it. and 2 day band day camp haha -.- but whoo we found a solution to our problem! (meh, typed problem to our solution lol) WE LOVE YOU (and your ponds)! :D andandand GROUP DATE :D haha and of course band. commanders' traininggg. and the HI-I-AIN'T-GETTIN'-OUTTA-YOUR-FACE tuition bahhhh. not forgetting all the little throw-ins like bandfusion bbq and light classical pop. plus the teachers are obviously gonna pile us with way much stuffs as usual. rawr, PTs D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;ohyes and my doodle album. um considering I will probably never stop drawing, it will probably never be uploaded hmm. haha ok maybe I shall just do it in series. so when I stop on pauuu! ahh but pau are so fun to draw :D haha shoosh jess, I don't care if they look cuter with legs, they're PAU.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;kay, I really should sleep more/earlier haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1621452441753436806-830340863350770288?l=yougivemelight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yougivemelight.blogspot.com/feeds/830340863350770288/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1621452441753436806&amp;postID=830340863350770288' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1621452441753436806/posts/default/830340863350770288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1621452441753436806/posts/default/830340863350770288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yougivemelight.blogspot.com/2009/05/crooked-morals.html' title='crooked morals'/><author><name>pearlyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03477634564968335209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3N1HUp5jiTk/SL1fcPxp_nI/AAAAAAAAAbw/cKYfmpn83hU/S220/Sax+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1621452441753436806.post-4094558199249698138</id><published>2009-05-16T22:09:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T20:01:47.134+08:00</updated><title type='text'>that was when I ruled the world</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;[160509] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;okay I'm finally posting for may! omgosh freaking happy that exams are over (for now) ahhhhhhh. amazingly, I don't think I've ever been happier. must be the various awesome stuff to come now that they are :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;haha ok I shall skim yesterday. stayed back, nothing to do, library desktops all taken, laptops all charging -.- borrowed 2 books and a dvd, haha really like damn free like that sia. some of us watched millions in class, then chionged an unnecessary dinner, and wasted the next two hours of my life. ohyeah, not to mention sprinting four floors (five, got basement haha) up to get my tie and down again for the second time that day. ok inconvo was not TOTALLY useless, I managed to draw a couple more pauu haha. shall like upload all my random drawings on fb someday. someday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;anw went back and spent till like 2am on the comp haha. did up the worship leading stuff! oops haven't done sharing stuff though argh. yeah and fb contributed to the 2am of course haha. ohyes and I finally replied roxteo xD oh and conveniently found out that like all of owl wasn't going today. like D: D:! ok but yay persuaded gerard to go in the end :D haha chng's see how is so lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;ehh woke up kinda late, was like crap crap, but gerard did too so haha. then we decided to go even later (than we were originally planning to :p) so met at serangoon station at 8.30. and like half of cornerstone was there haha. and when we finally got to harbourfront, mark tang was like one lone person sitting on the floor playing psp lol. should know la, if tell ppl 8.30, can expect abt 9 one haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;okay so skipskip, we finally got there. oh siloso closed I think. waited like 20min for a stupid tram that brought us like a 3 min walk distance down lol. anw, we frisbeed! and as usual I totally zi bei cos I suck haha. meh, playing with guys does that. oh I hecked sunblock haha, hopefully I'm a beeet tanner now. obs was like -.-. haha yeah anw. I totally cannot throw omg ahh! ok it was seriously damn hot sia, we finally retreated to the shelter thingy. and played cards! haha staple taitee and bridge. the other bunch started playing indian poker I think, forfeit was go into sea haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;a lot of people appeared bunch by bunch over time haha. oh and we started playing some retarded relay race thing haha, running with twirls/squats/jumps/lunges in the middle. fun sia! haha and omg imagine if we seriously stood in like two long rows or a bunch and started playing wuguiwuguitiao xD straight go stomp haha. anw I like the sand whee. even though it starts hurting after awhile. ohyes and camwhoring!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336428361042073698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 318px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 228px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3N1HUp5jiTk/Sg7NUh07mGI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/eogn8lLa5aI/s320/4318_88639292717_628527717_2545657_4448628_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;haha this took several tries, but hey, worth it right! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336428454654728098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3N1HUp5jiTk/Sg7NZ-j7V6I/AAAAAAAAAfY/hs-ZdmjmZKY/s320/4318_88639297717_628527717_2545658_5175019_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;omg the guys rock. it was like one shot, totally unprepared and uncoordinated, but I think it's friggin' awesome haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336428576316265602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3N1HUp5jiTk/Sg7NhDyTFII/AAAAAAAAAfg/wtwPyzlAdwM/s320/4318_88644627717_628527717_2545850_5167397_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;haha our um wavecatcher team!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;whoo, damn funnn :D :D haha then we went carl's for lunch, no space to crash so most of us went outside. lol the horse things were damn retarded. haha anw, about 99% of the following conversation(s) centred around ns! nehmind, it's damn amusing haha. I think I'm mostly a listener in such gatherings. hahaha and freeman and his "I'm mcp!". ohyes and michelle got her phone back! for the umpteenth time, apparently.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;yupp then did a little negligible shopping and started back already. haha it's damn cool cos when you go out with church ppl, eveyone takes to the same station and mostly same bus or at least same busstop cos everyone lives around the area haha. then debated with soo about whether 315 or 317 was faster, but took 317 in the end anw cos most of them all taking. haha, so ends!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3N1HUp5jiTk/Sg7Nr8OeWXI/AAAAAAAAAfo/_3WiglZeJvw/s1600-h/4318_88644762717_628527717_2545877_1534655_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336428763265522034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3N1HUp5jiTk/Sg7Nr8OeWXI/AAAAAAAAAfo/_3WiglZeJvw/s320/4318_88644762717_628527717_2545877_1534655_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;group photo! (: after gathering in the middle of like nowhere for closing prayer haha. meh I feel young/small. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;yupp, so the best saturday I've had in a way long time, not only no tuition, but an awesome time as well. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;[170509]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;and todayy, we had community lunch! :D haha not bad ah, gerard and I were just talking about hoping for good attendance, and quite a lot went whee. (: haha today's session was quite, um, interesting- footwashing returns! and worship was oops heh. I shall pick songs everyone knows. :/ but we seriously need to expand our range, everytime same songs! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;kay after waiting uber long for gerard to socialise finish, we *ahem* climbed up to the roof to take community photos! :D haha I hope father doesn't kill us, it'll be like our last community outing lol. and and it had a pretty view! but quite freaky haha, a lot of fall off-able points.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336727674092440466" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3N1HUp5jiTk/Sg_di11Gy5I/AAAAAAAAAf4/vFho_ZKbUsI/s320/P1060510.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;yay owl photo! (: minus some people haha. SFX roof rocks! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336730399321513090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3N1HUp5jiTk/Sg_gBeGWXII/AAAAAAAAAgI/mtODJHm3WEY/s320/P1060529.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;on the bus! I think we totally annoyed the bus driver and passengers (as usual).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;anw yupp, last min decision to go north ave 2 instead of gardens (which everyone is, not surprisingly, sick of). but ended up going macs anw -.- haha at least got seats la, and it was the only aircon place. HAHA ok I think ri tie is cool wheeee. tieland! :D set ah. anw haha I didn't get anything despite terence's nagging. but stole some fries anw. oh and drink haha, thanks angela! ok we didn't sing give thanks again haha, just (somewhat) normal grace. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;then, island creamery! whoooo. gerard "did his math" and so we got four tubs, nutella cookies&amp;amp;cream soursop reverso. haha quite worth it la, even with treating the 3 birthday ppl. kristine should have come! everyone's birthdays seem to be in may lol. sfx ppl at least. yupp anw no space (duh) so we crashed coronation plaza instead. colonised a staircase haha. lol the "go up the escalator, turn 180 degrees..." whoo quite fun lah haha. david, andrew and I kept hogging the soursop whee, cos sorbet pwns cream!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336728085568379538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3N1HUp5jiTk/Sg_d6ysnWpI/AAAAAAAAAgA/f4TzTBTCWpk/s320/P1060511.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;brought to you by owl! ♥ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;haha btw, who's up for dyd facil-ing! :D and I'm super looking fwd to confi camp haha whee. I aspired to be a facil someday okay! haha ohdear but I'm like one of the most inexperienced. haha nvm, I shall "go there and whack!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;okay yupp, all photos on fb!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1621452441753436806-4094558199249698138?l=yougivemelight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yougivemelight.blogspot.com/feeds/4094558199249698138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1621452441753436806&amp;postID=4094558199249698138' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1621452441753436806/posts/default/4094558199249698138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1621452441753436806/posts/default/4094558199249698138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yougivemelight.blogspot.com/2009/05/thats-when-i-ruled-world.html' title='that was when I ruled the world'/><author><name>pearlyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03477634564968335209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3N1HUp5jiTk/SL1fcPxp_nI/AAAAAAAAAbw/cKYfmpn83hU/S220/Sax+1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3N1HUp5jiTk/Sg7NUh07mGI/AAAAAAAAAfQ/eogn8lLa5aI/s72-c/4318_88639292717_628527717_2545657_4448628_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1621452441753436806.post-3907006601978662148</id><published>2009-04-07T13:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T13:49:19.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'>no man is an is-land</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;okay I is back again. in school haha, since I'm prob not gonna be able to use comp at home. and whoo I actually wrote down the topics I was gonna mention so as not to fully succumb to my horrible memory once more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;hm this was not in my list, but strongly recent: results. arghhhhh. my sciences and math are doing okayish (not for long I bet :/) and my humans are going down the drain. hoyes not to mention chinese which never existed. all bare passes dammit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;anw, I've been quite actively blogging lately! cos it way beats mugging man. free block now, crap I know I'm supposed to be doing stuff like geog (due tmr I THINK) or tuition hw (due later HAHA) but wtv manzzzz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;ohoh I was quite annoyed with my mum that day cos she was agreeing with glosz method of "cannot play, quit". she was like that's the way it's supposed to be, if not how to maintain the standards? and I'm like wth just shuddup man you obviously don't get the passion but I do so don't give me that in my face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;and this week is quite packed! it was supposed to be quite awesome, but noooo, I've to be banned from at least some stuff. tmr we're going SCH for syf last day :D thurs is holy thurs mass, then lenten vigil (which is until like midnight but my mum is not against it while she is against the following point), batch sleepover on good friday (and my mum goes you've spent your last three years in band, it's enough, this year you should give it up and I'm like wtf it's this very year that I should treasure it most; and about this kinda stuff being not official band stuff y'know and all that. grahhhhh.), and some op smile thing on sat WHICH would be damn convenient to go from talia's place but ARGH I DON'T KNOW my mum says you can't go for everything, give up smth, but I don't know which and even if I did she's more like screaming don't go for batch sleepover whatever crap that is cos it won't help you grow into a better person or show on your records ARGH NEVERMIND I AM STRESSEDDDD.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;ohya and whee I have a to-do list. not like all the hw and shit one, like more long term I guess haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;1) prom shopping! we seriously have to get down to it soon. shall be elaborated later yay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;2) sort out iTunes. I'mma get more songs and rename my everything and find the respective albums and all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;3) ONE day, I will sit down and read all the letters I ever got for band events.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;4) HAHA I shall not put this. it's embarrassing. (somewhat)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;5) get a sax instructor and finally do abrsm someday! rawr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;6) finish reading through the bible again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;ehhh I think I thought of smth else but didn't write it so ohwell.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;and HAHA a naughty to-do list! not like a okay I wanna do this kinda thing, but more like a lol I think I'm prob gonna do this someday thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;1) ummm drink. and get drunk, though not a very good idea on the first time. and I hope I don't do stupid stuff haha. [ohhh we must make roxanne drunk and purge her secrets! xD]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;2) swear. I seriously have never okay! 'cept that once singing some fort minor song, by ACCIDENT. haha not good, here I am while jerome's like being guai and not swearing. oops!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;and haha there's an every girl's wishlist!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;1) find someone. haha dunno don't you sometimes feel you just really want someone? I know it doesn't work that way, like oh I want someone, let's get someone, but waiting for the right person I guess haha. in my case doubly waiting, even if I find the right person I'd prob not do anything haha. anw, sometimes you really just want someone you can snuggle into and lean on and hug! haha but then there's like the fear of hm losing a friendship and like have to watch random stuff you say (like casually using dear haha :p) and all. ohoho taboo topic!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;2) have a nice older brother! this was originally just older brother, but I realised not all fit the bill. :p yeah anw I really want a super nice caring gor haha. :D joanne you're damn lucky you know!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;3) get a gay friend! xD haha I dunno how this came about, but it seems like everyone I know wants one lol. they're like a girlfriend to you, apparently, and can give awesome advice haha. and, quoting someone, you don't have to worry cos you know nothing will ever happen between yall haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;ok now for ytd's wonderful escapades! :D went j.co for donuts with angie and roxanne. haha splurge no. 1! but woahmygosh oozy peanut butter and crunchy almonds are HEAVENLY. and I've never enjoyed a mango donut so much before haha. oh and (for rox and I al least la haha) oreo's always a staple in any half-dozen. :D anw, we lounged around the j.co lifestyle cushy chairs and talked and tried to worm scandals out lol. and read each other's phones and HAHA roxanne and angie deleted most of hers AWW and I delete all my msgs after replying but NO I don't have scandals anw so haha. :D oh then we walked around raffles city prom shopping haha! nah, one of those fake ones again. but angie is really super fashion advisor-y! haha we have a lot of faith in you angie, don't let us down! (: yes anwww, we seriously need to go get _ (before prom) and _ (at least before jc)! haha bugis street one day okay. :D group dateee! haha oh and my splurge no. 2 ytd was on earrings grahh. HAHA quote angie and her small and delicate! whoo, awesomeness. [insert heart! html screwups ftl D:]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;ohh I think rs is gonna start soon. I cannot pon AGAIN :/ and I still have to format and colour haha (typing on notepad lol). so anw,&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;all the best to everyone having coming SYFs! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 153, 0);"&gt;ohya and I think I shall add to rawrjumphug one day to my to-do list. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1621452441753436806-3907006601978662148?l=yougivemelight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yougivemelight.blogspot.com/feeds/3907006601978662148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1621452441753436806&amp;postID=3907006601978662148' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1621452441753436806/posts/default/3907006601978662148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1621452441753436806/posts/default/3907006601978662148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yougivemelight.blogspot.com/2009/04/no-man-is-is-land.html' title='no man is an is-land'/><author><name>pearlyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03477634564968335209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3N1HUp5jiTk/SL1fcPxp_nI/AAAAAAAAAbw/cKYfmpn83hU/S220/Sax+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1621452441753436806.post-3408563999319445046</id><published>2009-04-05T22:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-05T23:45:49.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'>revisited</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;okay I just need to get a lot of stuff off my chest. (no, I repeat, NO weird imagery plskthx) besides the hw staring me in the face. damn, don't you just hate "life goes on" sometimes? I want to stay here and now (or want to have stayed at various stages in life) forever. but noooooo, here comes mugging. which I refuse to acknowledge. screwit, my rgssb life, it's goinggoinggone. and I totally agree with stuff julia said, rgssb has really been there all the while, smth to look forward to on a blah day (HAHA except some fridays in sec1 :p), comprised of people you see and smile at and love, the bandroom with all it's smellity (uh despite looking like it this is NOT smellyness), the batchcorrs last time when we spent more time in them, the ever-rmbed corr steps (on the other side) where we spent our happy times and our emo times. darn this is really like a farewell post alrd. but truly, okay maybe not to that kind of suicidal extent, but life HAS lost its meaning. and I see what jess means by loving rgssb till you feel like bursting at the seams (doesn't warrant swearing though my dear!) but haha I guess my extent is relatively not as much as hers now because my farewell emo-ing began and has being going on since quite a while ago alrd haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;anw, syf '09 was really the climax of my, if not our, band lives. (okay sorry I finally got down to reading syf posts just now so if I end up koping a lot of statements, oops sorry! :/) the difference was humongous, and I think it's not just being a jnr then and top batch now, but everything combined I guess. though I really think that played a part, hiding behind versus playing out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;it's no one's fault but mine, of course, but I don't really rmb much from syf '07:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;1) cringing at my C# at S, was it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;2) being blocked by gloria's sax I think, in the band photo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;3) everyone crying, like crazy, at the gold&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;4) trying to cheer our directs up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;5) some very fail batch dinner with like, four ppl&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;6) MO saying we played 80% of our usual standard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;whereas stuff that stuck after this one:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;1) the band pracs leading up to syf, particularly right from after exchange, they were wunderfulllll :D MO said a lot of quotable quotes too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;2) unlike many others, my most woah wasn't on stage on the day itself (sadly D:) but like the bandprac on the day before and several other times, but I still did love it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;3) THIS WAS MY FIRST TIME I COULD PLAY OUT WITHOUT BEING SIGNIFICANTLY NERVOUS. like of actual onstage stuff lah. in face even inunion I was shaking cos I saw them haha :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;4) MO smiled. he has this oh-so-wonderful smile y'know (like talia's! :D), that just totally makes you smile right along!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;5) MO sayed he enjoyed it on stage. THIS MADE MY DAY. SERIOUSLY. though he said after listening to the recordings eh-heh-heh la, but still!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;6) uhh the controversy stuff? I know it's a bad thing, but it played a big part in the experience, unfortunately.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;7) crying, for a whole range of reasons man. I swear, it was damn confusing even on the crying end!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;8) &lt;- cute smiley :D anw. I nearly teared on the bandprac the day before, and I couldn't really say why either, but I guess it was subconcious, cos the next day it finally occurred that that was the last actual proper bandprac with rgssb with everyone working together towards a common goal as a band. I WILL MISS THAT FEELING. AND ALL ELSE COMING WITH RGSSB HAVING EVER ENTERED MY LIFE. or more like me entering its. and have I ever mentioned before how painful it is just to imagine never having done so?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;9) okay completely random but this period I prob spent the most of my hp freetime everr, though it's not even a lot pls. haha on syf-related conversations! gosh I need to know more bandGIRLS. pam! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;10) hoyes, and sg has an actually quite active bandlife! bandfusion and lifeless ppl who sit there clicking refresh every so often ftw :D peixin I still can't find your user!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;anw. yes. I guess some of these will fade away as the years go by too, like that of the former did, but I am hopeful that when I reminisce about syf '09, I will rmb the warm lovey fuzzy feeling in part, if not in full. argh heartacheheartache, not pinpointable either. everything la, ILOVERGSSBSOFREAKINGMUCH, IAMGOINGTOMISSRGSSBALOTAWHOLEDAMNLOT. (haha it's alot more than results heartache okay :p though I don't think you can understand it till you actually exp it)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;and (I hope it's not taken as um finding excuse or smth but) I really think this year seems to be very focused on technicalities. and I can see the basis in that, such as that to bring the music across it has to be perfect. but I really believe that if it reaches the audience, touches them, makes them feel what it tries to encapture and say, it has succeeded. as music, and not notes. ny band, though I didn't actually hear them, I can alrd feel it in my heart that they sounded wonderful (from what ppl say). and touching their snrs to the point of tears, and themselves crying on stage for a reason which somehow I can understand and fully feel even though it's not even applicable to me and I don't think has been before, that is truly the music and the passion in it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;sigh I wish I had a better flair for words, but I think even if I did, this entire feeling, it's not possible to weave into this plain written form. nor spoken, simply &lt;em&gt;felt&lt;/em&gt;. don't you just wish every sweet feeling you've ever had, you can encapsulate it in a little sphere, everlasting and always there for you to open and let the whole wonderful tingly fuzzy feeling wash over you again and again, without ever running out? if everything I've ever felt for, about and related to rgssb was concentrated in a little ball, I bet it's so potent it could kill. there's just so much (and why is this sounding like a farewell post again), the highests and the lowests, the love and the hate of which the hate is for the very love (if you get me, in that sense, thinks rihanna), the pride but yet the disappointment of which was levelled by the pure strength of this satisfaction, the funnies mixed in with the seriouses, the togetherness (and in this case it is not countered with the individuality besides in the fact the rgssb/batch 09/slww is made up of a combination of very different ppl coming together with all their traits and making each exactly as it is and just how I want it to be. because, above all, we are A BAND. as one. "wan3" hahahaha.).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;and I think I'm beginning to see the thing about not feeling disappointment actually. wait or is it regret? I'm confusing the two argh. yes but anw, in everything, whether it was good or bad, happy or sad (whee it rhymes), it all comes together, and the net feeling (HAHA gross/net) is still way positive, and I think nothing is the same without just the right balance of it all, so we should never wish that something had been different. that's why in all those random quizzes that ask, if you could change any part of/incident in your life, what would it be?, I would say nothing, absolutely nothing, because (butterfly effecttt) you never know how every little thing played a part in some other, and everything's great now (of course, nothing's perfect, but who cares, I'm happy), so I'm keeping every single thing, the ups and the downs, all with me because they all come together to just FORM me, ok I really don't know how to express it. and the feeling that each brings, be it bitter sweet or sour, they're still wonderful. OHRIGHT it's a national day song heh. whichwhichwhich reminds me of the two we edited to fit band/batch and it totally freaking fits I love it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;[ok totally not related but I don't really like how _ are sorta turned into _ sometimes. yeah. sorry.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;and thinking about rj band. hmm, I really don't know, I seriously think it's one of those (ok not that I can think of anything else that has applied in this way to me before) things that I go, dunno should I should I? and then end up joining anw, cos I sorta predict that. ok, first, like most ppl say, where else would you go? recreational smth lol. nope, it really doesn't give me the feeling of a fulfilling life, and I'll prob only join one if I'm really jaded and/or like I'm seriously too embarrassed by my standard to go into rjcsb (omg they changed it to rsb rightright argh D:) which I kind of alrd am but I think I'll grit my teeth and sacrifice that for the love I want to extend. yingjun's reason would be being unsatisfied with a silver, and wanting another go at it. jess', MO :D I guess the biggest of all for me is trying to find smth with the slightest resemblance to rgssb life, to prolong this beautiful feeing for a paltry two more years, before I have to face reality and finally move on. it's very different, and even more so for like an alumni band which I can predict ppl are going why don't you join one since you like it so much, but you've got to cling on to what you can get.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;forever is relative, but I really want to stay in rgssb forever. and ever. doyouhaveanyideahowemptymylifeisgoingtobeeeeee. without rgssbeeeeee. (okay sorry couldn't resist haha) and mugging totally does not come under completing your life okay okay wtf.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;and since this is alrd totally heading off into farewell direction, might as well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;morning comes around and I&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;can't wait to see my sunny batchcorr&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;in it's glorious pinkery&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;whether rain or shine it's still beautiful&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;bright lights shine in the school at night&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;guiding me closer to home&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;to a place where I'll be safe and warm&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;where I belong&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;section- and batchmates &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;by my side&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(interestingly, friends and family works too :D)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;seeing me through as I grow and learn&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;everyday's experience&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;bitter, sweet or sour, they're still wonderful&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;as they become precious memories&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;they'll be kept close to my heart&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and wherever I may be, I will always know&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;where I belong&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;where I belong&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;where I keep my heart and soul&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;where dreams come true for us&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;where we walk together hand in hand&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;towards a future so bright&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;where I belong&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;where I keep my heart and soul&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;where we are one big family&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I want the whole world to know&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I wanna shout it out loud&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;that I really love rgssb!&lt;/em&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(who could've predicted, it rhymes with family somemore!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I want the whole world to know&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I wanna shout it out loud&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;that this is where I know I belong&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;and this is where I want to be. and stay. love forever!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1621452441753436806-3408563999319445046?l=yougivemelight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yougivemelight.blogspot.com/feeds/3408563999319445046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1621452441753436806&amp;postID=3408563999319445046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1621452441753436806/posts/default/3408563999319445046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1621452441753436806/posts/default/3408563999319445046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yougivemelight.blogspot.com/2009/04/revisited.html' title='revisited'/><author><name>pearlyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03477634564968335209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3N1HUp5jiTk/SL1fcPxp_nI/AAAAAAAAAbw/cKYfmpn83hU/S220/Sax+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1621452441753436806.post-7602908157911911079</id><published>2009-04-02T21:54:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-02T23:17:27.681+08:00</updated><title type='text'>swells up and bursts</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;due to a lack of post-locking functions on blogger, I will spend my time trying to ensure no ouchness. okay sorry I had no idea how to phrase that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;okay so heregoes. syf '09. it was indeed quite unexpected, I guess, but I believe part of the toilet paper spammed was not just spent on that of sadness at the results. yes, they do matter, and yes, I am not overjoyed with a silver (though jess has a point), but I do honestly still feel that enjoying the journey played a huge part. it is sad that enjoyment seems to be interpreted as slacking, but I am inclined to believe that in enjoyment, we speak of pushing ourselves to work harder, seeing ourselves improve, bringing the ks chee down, killing our fingers/arms/lips, seeing MO smile. because that, in the journey, shone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;okay I was/am seriously in emotional turmoil. there're so many reasons attached to each tear. first, of, course, the straightforward devastation. the streak we broke, the reputation, the consequences. it kills us, to have let down so many people, especially them. then was the passion (which I hope we're allowed to say we have), at everything. whatever it cost, if it did, the journey was incredible. how heartbreaking if it has to be one or the other. then they came, and it hurts, it really does, cos you kinda can see what is felt. and then (and now), confusion, which WOULD have been better? plus we were super touched by various stuff I guess. and it also hit me again, like what jess was saying on the bus back, it was our last major event with rgssb, will we ever get to feel all those again? okay rather extreme, but life really does seem pointless now. to hell with mugging. (at this point in time.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ahh there was seriously a lot of stuff I wanted to &lt;s&gt;say&lt;/s&gt; record down somewhere, but I just can't collect my thoughts now. and balance is like the concept our entire lives/world is based on, don't you think? I've also been trying to picture various what if's, but I can't safely make any conclusions for any. okay I am being exceptionally incoherent. it's been a long time (if it isn't the first) since I've been so low yet so high (not as in :D :D :D but as in ♥). I'm scared that it will drop even more, but at the same time I don't want to and I don't think we can completely go back. as in to before, friend, not up, because that I believe we can. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;I guess this has also been a scary experience in many ways. you see people saying things, and then you wonder how much of it they actually mean, and when it's put to the test, well. and hypocrisy is a dangerous thing. though I'm guilty of the very same sometimes. and seriously, don't take things for granted.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;but really, beyond all, it was truly a learning experience. analytically, musically, emotionally, (painfully). and I love rgssb. please don't be pissed at me or anything, but I really do. it's painful to think that it could be thought that we don't care, even imagining not caring about rgssb hurts like crap. (it's literally making me grimace and sending chills down my spine now.) okay maybe it's the wrong way, maybe everything's all wrong. but it doesn't stop me from loving rgssb.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;and MO was happy, and that is huge in the little that really, truly matters.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;I honestly wish to trust that we shook SCH and walked off the stage with pride.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;[and now jess I need you to read that and tear it apart because you are able to slam down my arguements as soon as I make them and show me the flaws in my thinking, and you are awesome that way. but I think you would mostly agree, because honestly, much of that was influenced by you anyway.]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1621452441753436806-7602908157911911079?l=yougivemelight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yougivemelight.blogspot.com/feeds/7602908157911911079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1621452441753436806&amp;postID=7602908157911911079' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1621452441753436806/posts/default/7602908157911911079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1621452441753436806/posts/default/7602908157911911079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yougivemelight.blogspot.com/2009/04/swells-up-and-bursts.html' title='swells up and bursts'/><author><name>pearlyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03477634564968335209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3N1HUp5jiTk/SL1fcPxp_nI/AAAAAAAAAbw/cKYfmpn83hU/S220/Sax+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1621452441753436806.post-7066979561618854369</id><published>2009-03-27T00:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T00:11:06.224+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FIVE</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;we can count the number of days to syf on one hand. ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;haha anw, today some guy came to help us with sax, he's coming again on sat I think. I LIKE THE LIGATURE (: haha and laughs at jolyn :p wayyyy better though xD okay I am not making sense whee. oh and kejia came back, crystalbel too (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;haha oh I learnt a new awesome pickup line!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;"if I could rearrange the letters of the keyboard, I would put U and I together."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;credits mark tang!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;woahmygosh I should seriously be doing history and math now. I can't believe I just did that damn long note on fb haha. actually I can, crap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;yeesh, I don't like this post.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;neckache! (from comp) arm muscleaches! (from chairs, stands, sop etc) and lately I've been getting headaches quite often/easily. late nights+motion sickness lah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ok I have no inspiration. or anything corny or wheaty (witty, as like everyone didn't gerrit that time during SS haha -.-).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;haha ok wtv. JIAYOU FOR SYF EVERYONE! everyone. (: haha I like our date man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1621452441753436806-7066979561618854369?l=yougivemelight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yougivemelight.blogspot.com/feeds/7066979561618854369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1621452441753436806&amp;postID=7066979561618854369' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1621452441753436806/posts/default/7066979561618854369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1621452441753436806/posts/default/7066979561618854369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yougivemelight.blogspot.com/2009/03/five.html' title='FIVE'/><author><name>pearlyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03477634564968335209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3N1HUp5jiTk/SL1fcPxp_nI/AAAAAAAAAbw/cKYfmpn83hU/S220/Sax+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1621452441753436806.post-7591564303193378568</id><published>2009-03-24T23:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T23:43:16.482+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MBTI</title><content type='html'>I did it again! same, but percentages different I think. I rmb my E was 1 last time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Type is ESFP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Extraverted     Sensing     Feeling     Perceiving&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Strength of the preferences %&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;33                      50              38             56&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Artisan™ Portrait of the Performer (ESFP)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Performers have the special ability, even among the Artisans, to delight those around them with their warmth, their good humor, and with their often extraordinary skills in music, comedy, and drama. Whether on the job, with friends, or with their families, Performers are exciting and full of fun, and their great social interest lies in stimulating those around them to take a break from work and worry, to lighten up and enjoy life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Performers are plentiful, something over ten percent of the population, and this is fortunate, because they bring pleasure to so many of us. Performers are the people for whom it can truly be said "all the world's a stage." Born entertainers, they love the excitement of playing to an audience, and will quickly become the center of attention wherever they are. Performers aren't comfortable being alone, and seek the company of others whenever possible-which they usually find, for they make wonderful playmates. Performers are smooth, talkative, and witty; they always seem to know the latest jokes and stories, and are quick with wisecracks and wordplay-nothing is so serious or sacred that it can't be made fun of. Performers also like to live in the fast lane, and seem up on the latest fashions of dress, food, drink, and music. Lively and uninhibited, Performers are the life of the party, always trying to create in those around them a mood of eat, drink, and be merry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Performers' talent for enjoying life is healthy for the most part, though it also makes them more subject to temptations than the other types. Pleasure seems to be an end in itself for them, and variety is the spice of life. And so Performers are open to trying almost anything that promises them a good time, not always giving enough thought to the consequences.&lt;br /&gt;Like the other Artisans, Performers are incurably optimistic - "Always look on the bright side," is their motto - and they will avoid worries and troubles by ignoring them as long as possible. They are also the most generous of all the types, and second only to the Composer Artisans [ISFPs] in kindness. Performers haven't a mean or stingy bone in their body-what's theirs is yours-and they seem to have little idea of saving or conserving. They give what they have to one and all without expectation of reward, just as they love freely, and without expecting anything in return. In so many ways, Performers view life as an eternal cornucopia from which flows an endless supply of pleasures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elizabeth Taylor, John Goodman, Marylin Monroe, Judy Garland, Magic Johnson, Pablo Picasso, Bill Clinton, Ronald Reagan, Elvis, and Leonard Bernstein are examples of Performer Artisans.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Where's the party?" ESFPs love people, excitement, telling stories and having fun. The spontaneous, impulsive nature of this type is almost always entertaining. And ESFPs love to entertain -- on stage, at work, and/or at home. Social gatherings are an energy boost to these "people" people.&lt;br /&gt;SPs sometimes think and talk in more of a spider-web approach. Several of my ESFP friends jump from thought to thought in mid-sentence, touching here or there in a manner that's almost incoherent to the listener, but will eventually cover the waterfront by skipping on impulse from one piece of information to another. It's really quite fascinating.&lt;br /&gt;ESFPs are attracted to new ideas, new fashions, new gadgets, new ______. Perhaps it's the newness of life that attracts ESFPs to elementary education, especially to preschool and kindergarten.&lt;br /&gt;ESFPs love to talk to people about people. Some of the most colorful storytellers are ESFPs. Their down-to-earth, often homespun wit reflects a mischievous benevolence. Almost every ESFP loves to talk. Some can be identified by the twenty minute conversation required to ask or answer a simple factual question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Extraverted Sensing&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dominant function of ESFPs is concerned with the reality that is perceived through the senses. This type's prime directive is to examine the tangible through taste, touch, sight, feeling and hearing. ESFPs' need for new experiences surely results from this function. Feeling gives focus to the collected information, producing the amiable nature of this type. As perceivers, ESFPs do not linger on moral concerns unless it is in service of a Greater Good and/or a unifying cause.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Famous ESFPs:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saint Mark (Christ's disciple)&lt;br /&gt;Dale Evans&lt;br /&gt;Gracie Allen&lt;br /&gt;Bob Hope&lt;br /&gt;Eva Gabor&lt;br /&gt;Willard Scott&lt;br /&gt;Goldie Hawn&lt;br /&gt;Kyle Petty&lt;br /&gt;Arsenio Hall&lt;br /&gt;Mary Lou Retton&lt;br /&gt;Kathy Lee Gifford&lt;br /&gt;Steve Irwin&lt;br /&gt;Woody Harrelson (Cheers)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fictional ESFPs:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tim "The Toolman" Taylor(Home Improvement)&lt;br /&gt;Cody (Step By Step)&lt;br /&gt;Mrs. Pumphrey (James Herriot, All Creatures Great and Small)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CAREERS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While Artisans might not consciously substitute the words "Finding Freedom and Action" for the Baby Boomer phrase, "Finding Your Passion," these are driving forces behind an Artisan's need to find life satisfaction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Artisans are usually pretty independent. However, some do seek leadership positions. The two most likely Artisans to seek leadership are the Promoter (ESTP) and the Performer (ESFP). In fact, the book Presidential Temperament by Ray Choinierre and David Keirsey (1992) names Franklin D. Roosevelt, John F. Kennedy, Lyndon B. Johnson, Ronald Reagan, and Bill Clinton as Artisans. The Promoter is a tougher negotiator than the Performer who manages with a great deal of charm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Performer, like the Promoter, can also be good in sales, sports, or entertainment. They usually spend a little more time with the customer than the Performer and enjoy the conversation so much that they sometimes have to be reminded to close the sale. They may find careers in the entertainment industry as a performer, promoter, or musician. In business they can be a PR specialist, a fund-raiser, or a labor relations mediator. Says Brigitta, an emergency room nurse, "Some people might find my job too stressful, but I like having to act fast. I'm good at calming people down while I'm dealing with their medical problems. Every day is different."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;RELATIONSHIPS&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Girls just wanna have fun" is a great motto for Artisan women. They treat romance as they do the rest of their lives - an exciting titillating game. Flirting is a high art form for them as they encourage and discourage the opposite sex. When being wooed, they enjoy novelty, grand gestures, and spontaneity. They dislike the boring and predictable and fear getting in a rut. Artisan women tend to be sensual and enjoy giving and receiving physical affection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lillian, an Artisan Performer (ESFP), was popular in high school. She dated a lot of guys but eventually became tired of fending off unwanted sexual advances. She had a steady boyfriend for two years. When he admitted he wasn't sure if he loved her, she immediately ended the relationship. Now married with children, Lillian enjoys a rich and varied sex life which she initiates almost as often as he. She's very concerned about keeping up her looks and is disgusted because she's gained 30 pounds. Her husband, though, actually enjoys her curves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SCHOOL&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unlike Guardians who protect their study area, Artisans often don't have a particular area at all. They are likely to use their study area as a place to store everything needed, but they are unlikely to spend much time there. Their study area is likely to look very disorganized, but often the Artisan student can find anything within a few seconds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Artisans are also likely to want to study while texting friends, listening to their ipods, and watching TV. Current research says that this kind of multi-tasking is very unproductive. However, there is a difference between trying to do many different things at one time and using music and physical activity as an aide to help learn. Many Artisans find they can't concentrate in complete silence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Performers (ESFP) are social learners. Studying with others helps them concentrate. When they work by themselves, they are the most likely of the Artisans to need to be listening to music. Jill is really good at creating funny poetry using the facts. The more she has fun with the material, the more she remembers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1621452441753436806-7591564303193378568?l=yougivemelight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yougivemelight.blogspot.com/feeds/7591564303193378568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1621452441753436806&amp;postID=7591564303193378568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1621452441753436806/posts/default/7591564303193378568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1621452441753436806/posts/default/7591564303193378568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yougivemelight.blogspot.com/2009/03/mbti.html' title='MBTI'/><author><name>pearlyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03477634564968335209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3N1HUp5jiTk/SL1fcPxp_nI/AAAAAAAAAbw/cKYfmpn83hU/S220/Sax+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1621452441753436806.post-8213205650472555740</id><published>2009-03-22T00:14:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T01:53:14.505+08:00</updated><title type='text'>chivalry is not dead</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;back from campppp! haha it was not drop-dead amazing, or mind-blowingly great, but it was awesome all the same haha. :D zomg when I arrived sam was the only girl there amongst like nearly 10 guys lol. but more girls came in slowly over the camp la haha. it was totally an in-out camp, like very few ppl actually stayed all the way throughout the entire duration haha. I had to leave for dental. and I missed sister act! D: I wanna watch. whoo but I got the gist after appearing in time for the concert part haha. we should totally do that man. set, after syf!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;eh haha omg timsoo is my neighbourrr! wah took damn long to find out haha. [lol zomg we're like reliving playground days memories now xD kensington is awesome man! :D] anw, food was great, we seriously have to thank uncle joshua and uncle jeff haha. :D lol kenneth and his "I came cos I thought got free food." hm what else. oh icebreakers were okayy haha. games was quite not bad though it was kinda male-dominated haha. captains ball! rule-less! standing behind captain rocks man. but being short sucks haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;sessions were not bad. (: I didn't know they are given a topic to share on one! P&amp;amp;W wheeee. besides the fact that I cannot sing to save my life. D: okay if someone says sing or I'll kill you I would but if it's sing nicely or I'll kill you then goodbye world. yay we now know more action songs! xD but who can forget vivienne and her dip dip. :p haha group sharing was quite amusing, relatively participative la haha. argh and I need to stop spacing out during mass and stuff. D: and I think this was the first (?) time I fell asleep for a bit in the ado room! *insert scrunched face here which if I do would screw up the html* and I need to learn a lot of lyrics man. esp the novena stuff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;then whee we went for dinnerrrrr! :D not bad attendance, we choked up a whole row of macs tables. and started singing give thanks as grace omg! ppl were staring at us like crazy haha. OHYES HAVE I MENTIONED THAT GERARD IS SERIOUSLY FULL OF SHIT HAHA. damn funny man. xD thinks ba ba, er zi, he hao gui. and your chen zhi shui. anw, treat your wife better can! if not I'll elope with her again! haha you're a damn bad senior and QM can lol. and woah quite bad huh, church camp then talk about all those sick stuff. :/ we-ll. then we went park! and david's phone was on high demand haha. we didn't exactly do much ahya. er cept singing a lot on the way! the fake vibrato thing lol, it totally freaked random innocent ppl out I think. haha and I was the only girl among like five drunk guys zomg wth hahaha. (ok fine some were sane ahem.) which also meant my octave in P&amp;amp;W was super extra! then plus the fact that I can't sing. and I can't break out of falsetto ARGH. haha anw, david gerard jonpong ch'ng walked me home lol! I am quite amused. and super gratefulllll! :D haha. samuel went the other direction. ahh I feel damn bad cos they all went kinda out of their way heh. and they went all the way up lol, wanted to see my parents' reactions hahaha, like suddenly go home flanked by four random guys. gerard wanted to uh, sing, ba ba ma ma, wo men ba ni de nu er dai hui lai. like lol wth! PHAIL CHINESE FTW!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;yay anw camp was damn fun la haha. fuzziessssss! :D I feel so awesome now. I'm like a super efficient fuzzy-writer! ok next to samuel haha. DAMN PRO, GUY LEH! haha. ok that was damn sexist. but really! ahh and sorry vick and claire haha, they super concernedly waited with me until I finished fuzzies at like 1+am. uncle joshua too! and I woke up around 7 to do hw haha. win! ok though I didn't manage to do much. :/ more like, nothing. lol damn funny la, practically noone woke up, the schedule was pushed back like, what, an hour plus haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;okay. now back to life. how annoying. I REALLY LOVE CAMPS YOU KNOW. even phail ones like our sec 2 camp, in the sense that it lets me escape all the usual crappy stuff like hw and mugging etc heh. obs esp lah, that was like, amazing, waking up to sand and sea and all. church camps are awesome, cos you get to spend the time with God too! haha and okay I want to learn soccer ahh. and I need to start keeping up with! andandand I WISH HIGHS COULD LAST FOREVER. ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1621452441753436806-8213205650472555740?l=yougivemelight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yougivemelight.blogspot.com/feeds/8213205650472555740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1621452441753436806&amp;postID=8213205650472555740' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1621452441753436806/posts/default/8213205650472555740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1621452441753436806/posts/default/8213205650472555740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yougivemelight.blogspot.com/2009/03/chivalry-is-not-dead.html' title='chivalry is not dead'/><author><name>pearlyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03477634564968335209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3N1HUp5jiTk/SL1fcPxp_nI/AAAAAAAAAbw/cKYfmpn83hU/S220/Sax+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1621452441753436806.post-5840082741820145520</id><published>2009-03-15T19:40:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-15T22:12:30.715+08:00</updated><title type='text'>band camp</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;haha whee back from band camp.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;omg when i came back I was like I NEED A COLD DRINK NOWWWW so I looked for jolly shandy which I knew we had somewhere in the storeroom but there was no peach, only lychee. D: then I saw pepsi so I was like AWESOME haha then I took my cup which smelled funny after one day of unuse and cos I wanted to uh enjoy my pepsi to the fullest I washed it with soap which happened to be lemon then I sniffed it and I was like omg it would actually go nice with the pepsi haha. ok crap that was damn random. ignoreignore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;anw, band camp was good luh, chill gloria! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;whee batch lunch at fareast was funny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;batch auds were okayy la haha. we din't make any MAJOR mistakes. I was asking gloria what she thought we'd get if everyone played the way they did then she was like gold with honours cos there was the mood though the technical stuff weren't really good, which is like ehh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;bathing was acceptable. I survived without much suffering! not bad for a person who bathes in hot water and sauna-fies the bathroom every time. I think there actually was some sort of a heater la, albeit a hardly noticeable one. haha about sitting on the toilet bowl to bathe xD anw, I brought the oxy sample they threw at us! cos too much for one person to use at one time. I used a bit, yujia used a bit, gloria didn't cos she alrd washed her face inside. then I threw the rest away D: haha it was quite amusing to hear eeiyn's tortured screams of agony at the water temperature :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;and yujia was like displaying her unmentionables to us lol! like she was like "what's this doing here?" *takes out underwear* *looks at our O.o expressions* "why are you looking at my underwear!" hahaha cos you happily exhibited it to us dear!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;and hahahaha the "when you bathe, which side do you face?" (front or back facing toiletbowl/waterstream) "um, depends on what I'm washing." xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;food was good (: quite balanced meal la haha. I liked the chicken! and gloria you need to eat more veggies rawr. we didn't really section bond though heh cos by the time our sb came the rest were leaving haha. LOL the "when we are dismissed tmr we'll be disBANDed" thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;then night surprise! argh we were super unprepared D: sorryyyyy. they ended up having to do like 30min of ftds, while we tried to light candles like crazy with the wind blowing them out for abt 15min then sprinted like crazy to bring the candles to a more sheltered area and start lighting them again in the sweltering enclosed area for another 15min. emo talk was so not emo talk argh. our batch can like emo but not emo-fy. (if that makes sense) but pretty (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3N1HUp5jiTk/SbzsS01SoMI/AAAAAAAAAfA/KbN6OSNQSKU/s1600-h/P1060285.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313381468554305730" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3N1HUp5jiTk/SbzsS01SoMI/AAAAAAAAAfA/KbN6OSNQSKU/s320/P1060285.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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;haha then we watched turandot! I think it's not bad yay. it's super morbid though :/ we must now infuse more emotion into our playing! I like liu! I think her story is super sad D: haha the ending is quite lame, like suddenly she likes him. I doubt that was what puccini was planning. omg ping pang pong! xD heh at least we managed to watch more than la boheme, and it was prob more effective. seeing that the super majestic chromatic runup at W was to a lady screeching about her ankle -.- anw I got mosquito bites! I think they were frm night surprise. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;okay then sleeping! mushys wheeee. btwbtw, this is the FIRST TIME I slept in the ks chee for band camp and didn't fall sick! :D like sec1 was appendicitis, I was like writhing with pain. then sec2 it was either cos it was so damn cold that triggered a fever (plus not drinking enough water) or cos I was already getting a fever that made it even more damn cold. sec3 we slept at gym, freaking hot haha. this time, as usual, super hot at the start then in the middle of the night it'd become super cold. lol it was quite amusing, those of us smsing in our sleeping bags emitted glows. apparently there was talia and gloria, then me and sam beside each other haha. [and sam! tell me! ahhhh! rawr!] haha I think I was one of the last to stop. it was quite annoying haha, everytime I replied I had to duck under my sleeping bag where it was super hot. but well (: slept on my hoodie as a pillow and hugged my mushy (which once telepoted to sam without either of us noticing somehow haha). jess totally flattened her mushy by sleeping on it the entire night! haha ok anw I think the floor gives good sleeping posture zomg, unlike my sofa. I was surprisingly well rested! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3N1HUp5jiTk/Sbzv1RTf-rI/AAAAAAAAAfI/Ll_J72AbN80/s1600-h/P1060248.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5313385358847638194" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3N1HUp5jiTk/Sbzv1RTf-rI/AAAAAAAAAfI/Ll_J72AbN80/s320/P1060248.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;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;kay then section breakfast! yay for section bonding. haha we (quite successfully la) played ding dong, da xi (shi!) gua xiao xi gua, and hi harry (with one dot, two dots etc). whoo I think our estimation not bad, two plain milks, one choc milk, one big pack of blueberry morning. :D finished all I think! clars suck hahahaha. BLUEBERRY MORNING IS THE LOVE. omg one day they should combine two big sections and get the humongous alphabits thing! I think it's damn cute la. and they can totally start spelling stuff like I LOVE RGSSB!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;then gamessssss! :D omg why was I group leader! haha anw, this year they were at least not so cliched la yay (: like the one about standing in a row on the row of newspapers, then arrange ourselves in certain orders. siti's station the duck walking part was killer! OUCH LEG MUSCLES haha. and the one at the field, I PHAIL at pouting zomg haha. I kinda ended up cheating lol. and the human knot one we somehow got out damn easily! I think we didn't mess up properly haha. and yunshu cheat! dump more hulahoops on us hahaha. whee I think we definitely got to know our group members a bit better. indiana jones ftw!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;(to the tune of raider's march)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;we are jones, indiana jones&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;we like to eat ice cream cones&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;look at us, so very toned&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;and we own, we own, we OWN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;INDIANa jones!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;whoooooooo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;haha we kept seeing the dora the explorer cheer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;after that was mutual sharing. omg why was I leader for this too! anw I combined with yujia haha. hmm quite effective la, last time it was always at night and ended up being ghost story telling sessions. but our group was quite quiet! (omg I just realised that quite and quiet have the same letters ahahaha)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;kay then was syf initiatives! thanks sam&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; for everything (: band, thank sam for her envelopes+bluetac+paper! haha whee I did relatively nicely-designed notes :D but I didn't really write much plus the handwriting was horrible :/ omg I love the dark red paper don't you love the dark red paper you must love the dark red paper :D this year we kinda made everyone write to like 1) person in section but not in batch 2) person you don't know well (not in your section not in you batch) 3) person according to a buddy list. and we strongly encouraged replying so hope it's more successful than previous ones! whee I shall reply the notes soon. ahh and I still have to do syf notes (the actual day ones) and presents! ladida. this year's songs so hard to use la sigh. unlike CHRISTMAS scene and SUNRISE. and I can't believe our syf is on 1st april ie april fool's and also ie yingjun's bday hahaha. and according to mr oura it's same day and time as ri's but theirs is one week later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;haha anw whee band camp was really fun la (: though very short ): not even 24 hrs! but not much to do anw haha. or maybe should have made it longer then have like batch bonding, section interaction etc haha. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;sigh after band camp I had to rush for tuition. was 1/2 hr late O.o oops. anw after that my parents brought me to eat northern indian food at little india haha. it took like 1hr to find some place my mum was looking for or smth, sian, but it was nice haha! (: we got tandoori chicken, veggie curry, mutton curry (I think it was manchurian style or smth) and fish curry (which was quite salty). the curries were thick and good! :D but I downed a total of two glasses of cold water at regular intervals haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;then after that walked to mustafa. on the way we went into some department store (?) thing and I was like OMG. there were more shoes than I've ever seen in one place in my life. :O rack upon rack upon rack. haha and I saw quite cool looking sneakers, but upon closer inspection, I realised they were like hello kitty. OMG traumatised! haha by the time we got to mustafa was like quite late alrd lor. then my mum got stuck in mustafa too (btw jess I looked for _ but they're all damn ex!) and I got home at like 12, just in time to wish...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY MY DEAR EVAN! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I've known you for like seven years now, and thanks for always being such an awesome friend whoooo! lovuu (and mauu :D)!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;haha whee it's exchange tmr! looking forward to seeing ppl :D pam transferred to tuba omgomg I've never known anyone who's been in four diff sections in band haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;and then there's op smile bonding session whee haha. get to see kat and kelly and roxanne again! :D omg I am damn sad can, we've to change seats the coming term. D: I LOVE TAR!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;kay now off to do um philo FA and tuition hw. sighhhhhhhhhhh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;bye! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;[add] ohyes, some quotes. from an inspirational photoframe I saw at mustafa: "If you love something, set it free. If it comes back to you, it's yours. If it doesn't, it was never meant to be." hm quite interesting to think about (: and from tim soo today: "Maybe God is calling us to love the bitches." haha wth! today's yc talkcocksession was amusingggg. [/add]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;and good luck all for SYF! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1621452441753436806-5840082741820145520?l=yougivemelight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yougivemelight.blogspot.com/feeds/5840082741820145520/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1621452441753436806&amp;postID=5840082741820145520' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1621452441753436806/posts/default/5840082741820145520'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1621452441753436806/posts/default/5840082741820145520'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yougivemelight.blogspot.com/2009/03/band-camp.html' title='band camp'/><author><name>pearlyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03477634564968335209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3N1HUp5jiTk/SL1fcPxp_nI/AAAAAAAAAbw/cKYfmpn83hU/S220/Sax+1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3N1HUp5jiTk/SbzsS01SoMI/AAAAAAAAAfA/KbN6OSNQSKU/s72-c/P1060285.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1621452441753436806.post-2993378641537169574</id><published>2009-03-12T00:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-12T00:51:37.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'>twenty</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;hohoho it's march. already.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;LEARNING JOURNEYS HAHAHAHAHA CAMWHORING MUCH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;you guys are awesome! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;andandand I'm totally in love with the phrase:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;"he was a dark and stormy knight".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;HAHA IT'S SO EPIC RIGHT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;anw yeah we must have our veryawesomewaycooltotallyepic GROUP DATE soon! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;start shortlisting places and activities okay!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;and woahmygosh hols are TAKEN UP much. (crap roxanne and her caps are influencing me haha) okay let's start from lj.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;mon was science, which was ok because marina barrage is awesomely photogenic (HAHA pretty nut = pistaCHIO zomgzomg).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;tues batch prac.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;wed's english feminism talk thingy was like wth, but I spent the time bluetoothing roxanne so HAHA. free smsing! :D and after that was the awesomeeeee trip to holland v and cold rock (RIPOFF DAMMIT) and all the camwhoring during. then went back to indiv haha, then um searcheddd unproductively, and chionged to bishan. whee bubbletea haha. peanut waffle! (: WAFFLES WU HAHA eh seriously ah, where did that come from?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;tmr's op smile meeting, I'm leaving halfway for geog lj (which I bloody hope is not like last year's la). then get back for manning bandroom plus indiv, obviously. ARGH I CANNOT MAKE MY TWO DIGIT NUMBER. D: jess reached 10 hours ahhh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;okay anw, then fri morn (if I wake up ahem) and aftnoon will be like chionging hw/ catching up with stuff like trigo (@*&amp;amp;!$#). oh and stations, if I can make it. then late aftnoon band camp wheeeee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;till sat, then chiong for tuition argh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;sun church + yg as usual.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;next mon will be exchange haha. whee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;then tues wed thurs (nearly) full day pracs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;fri cohort camp (of which I doubt many ppl will go D:),&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;sat aftnoon we're leaving to like ehm pon some sessions, but for tuition okay! oh oh and joanne's not going. D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;sun once again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;THERE GOES MY LJ AND HOLS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;and anw I seriously have never &lt;s&gt;sweared&lt;/s&gt; sworn(?) before okay! the ONLY time was like when I was singing fort minor then it slipped out. shockhorror. *cues wings and halo*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;omg we should start thinking of more camwhore shots (OMG BUT NO MORE LJs TOGETHER! D: D: FOREVER! D:) and planning group date! and the date for group date!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;damn, this post has terrible organisation/formatting haha. argh whatever.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;[20; 8]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1621452441753436806-2993378641537169574?l=yougivemelight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yougivemelight.blogspot.com/feeds/2993378641537169574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1621452441753436806&amp;postID=2993378641537169574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1621452441753436806/posts/default/2993378641537169574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1621452441753436806/posts/default/2993378641537169574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yougivemelight.blogspot.com/2009/03/twenty.html' title='twenty'/><author><name>pearlyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03477634564968335209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3N1HUp5jiTk/SL1fcPxp_nI/AAAAAAAAAbw/cKYfmpn83hU/S220/Sax+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1621452441753436806.post-4644666505402705314</id><published>2009-02-21T00:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-21T01:34:40.894+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let us all be happy and gay</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;hey. kay posting's going from like a once a week thing, to a once a month thing, to a once a brainwave thing. and since there're two wonderful essay SAs (omg same! essaySAessaySA. okay it's stress, obviously. same goes for the little dent in the noticeboard beside me in class, sorry. :p) next week, I shall have a wonderful essay post.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;I agree to a large extent that life is just so screwed up.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;life's stressful. the education system forces information into our brains, most of which is not useful in any way. with our 文凭挂帅 society, all that matters is grades, qualifications, achievements. academically, it's do well or die. cocurricular-ily, you've to be good at something to even be allowed to pursue it. learning is for the sake of it, for the "better future" everyone aims for. tests, exams, projects; they all cause so much (unnecessary?) stress. they cost us our sleep, our fun, our time. look, we're kids, we should be spending the time with the wind in our hair and the sun on our cheeks and the sand 'neath our feet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;life's transient. before you know it, you're all grown up and thrown into the cruel world. goodbye childish innocence. you spend all your childhood studying things you'll never think about again, you spend half your school life on something you'll never do again. there's no time, no, everyone'd be too busy working. friendships forged, are erased over time. bonds built, break. life goes on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;life's hypocritical. okay, not the right word. oxymoronic. argh, it just doesn't make sense. you either forsake your present in hope of a better future, or damn your future by enjoying the present. you wish to know things, out of curiosity, but sometimes after that, you wish you didn't know after all. you spend little kid days looking in awe at being grown up, you spend adulthood reminiscing the carefree life of a child. you learn, only to lose (it); yet you lose, to learn. noses run, feet smell. don't we all want the goods of everything, and the bads of nothing? &lt;s&gt;这是指日可待的。&lt;/s&gt; 你等久久吧。&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;life's full of loss. you lose money, you lose time. you lose a belonging. you lose a friendship, you lose a friend. you lose purpose, you lose direction. you lose your way. you lose a loved one, you lose love. you lose life. you lose.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;yet, life is beautiful. a little laugh, a little hug, a little smile. the simple things. a sunrise, a sunset. the smell of rain, the smell of grass. the warmth of a comfy blanket. the sound of silence, the sound of music. the beauty of art, of music, of dance, of a poem. friendship, however transient. love, peace, joy. faith. hope. fun, happiness. so laugh a little louder, hug a little tighter, smile a little wider. reach far, jump high. love deeply, sing freely. think. feel. appreciate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;there you have it. life- don't take it too seriously, you'll never get out of it alive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;on another aspect, related though to many aforementioned, I resist change. D: I don't wanna grow up, I don't wanna go work. shorter term, I don't wanna leave rg, I don't wanna go rj. even shorter, I don't wanna change seats! TAR is the LOVE :D and thus ): but indeed, life is transient, stressful, full of loss, and doesn't make sense. so live it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1621452441753436806-4644666505402705314?l=yougivemelight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yougivemelight.blogspot.com/feeds/4644666505402705314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1621452441753436806&amp;postID=4644666505402705314' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1621452441753436806/posts/default/4644666505402705314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1621452441753436806/posts/default/4644666505402705314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yougivemelight.blogspot.com/2009/02/let-us-all-be-happy-and-gay.html' title='Let us all be happy and gay'/><author><name>pearlyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03477634564968335209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3N1HUp5jiTk/SL1fcPxp_nI/AAAAAAAAAbw/cKYfmpn83hU/S220/Sax+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1621452441753436806.post-1535227236395119255</id><published>2009-01-28T21:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-28T22:14:06.704+08:00</updated><title type='text'>GORVILLA. RAWR.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;backbackbackback! ignore the title. :p wah been damnnn long man. pats blogger on the head.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;anw. HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;and again. HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;highhh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;on the other hand, D: D: D: D: D: about F. which reminds me (THOUGH THERE IS NO CONNECTION WHATSOEVER NOPE NOPE.) sam swore today lol. naughty girl. gorvilla eats you. rawr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ok now off to do SL. ROXANNETEO WHY ARE YOU SLEEPING!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;haha ohyes, and this is the first post this year, so introducing THE awesome row! roxanne.kelly.pearlyn, the people who charge their phones in class, and can be often heard going "chem? what chem?" or "did you do maths?" "eh heh heh heh. whaddya think?". yupp, that's us for you. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;ok now to charge into SL again. VRAWWWWWWR.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;uh and to those it may concern pics will be up on fb asap haha. um TAR pics, cny eve camwhoring etc yupp. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1621452441753436806-1535227236395119255?l=yougivemelight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yougivemelight.blogspot.com/feeds/1535227236395119255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1621452441753436806&amp;postID=1535227236395119255' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1621452441753436806/posts/default/1535227236395119255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1621452441753436806/posts/default/1535227236395119255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yougivemelight.blogspot.com/2009/01/gorvilla-rawr.html' title='GORVILLA. RAWR.'/><author><name>pearlyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03477634564968335209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3N1HUp5jiTk/SL1fcPxp_nI/AAAAAAAAAbw/cKYfmpn83hU/S220/Sax+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1621452441753436806.post-5194990106977833764</id><published>2008-12-26T11:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T12:03:56.122+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;hello! woah-oh-oh it's been a month. exactly a month, which is why I decided to post now instead of tmr when I would have smth to post about haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;screwed up hols! someone save me from hw. let's see, sch: math assignments, chem assignments, commonwealth essay (which I'm attempting to do now), math sa on week 2 (efffff, I haven't started mugging) etcetc. tuition: 1 o's paper 2, 1 o's zuowen, 3 whole shou ce's to go through and memorise all the meanings :/, a stack of model zuowens to learn and be tingxie-ed on etcetc. mhmm, not exaggerating, see.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;argh nvm, LOOKING FWD TO BATCH XMAS PARTY-SLEEPOVER LATER! :D :D :D AND BAKING ON MONDAY! belated xmas muffin prezzies argh. AND CCAO ON TUESDAY! ok maybe not really. but we're finally officially busking! after how many times of saying we want to. haha just hope we don't burst out laughing heh. again. but the actions are really spastic hahaha. and omg the bee feelers are super cute!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;haha quote: &lt;em&gt;"there will be live people playing..."&lt;/em&gt; -talia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;yes, I'm sure the people playing won't be dead ones, dear. xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;whoo to self-made MVs! and awesome camwhoring. pokes julia to send me the pics. haha hanging on staircase railings seriously got lotsa weird stares heh. :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1621452441753436806-5194990106977833764?l=yougivemelight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yougivemelight.blogspot.com/feeds/5194990106977833764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1621452441753436806&amp;postID=5194990106977833764' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1621452441753436806/posts/default/5194990106977833764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1621452441753436806/posts/default/5194990106977833764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yougivemelight.blogspot.com/2008/12/hello-woah-oh-oh-its-been-month.html' title=''/><author><name>pearlyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03477634564968335209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3N1HUp5jiTk/SL1fcPxp_nI/AAAAAAAAAbw/cKYfmpn83hU/S220/Sax+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1621452441753436806.post-289416605372479059</id><published>2008-11-26T22:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T22:50:58.607+08:00</updated><title type='text'>:D</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;okay technically I wasted today away, but it was not to no avail! I found a number of sax quartet and other similar ensembles scores. erm shall email the section about it, maybe print a few to bring tmr. ohyes, gloria! could I pass you the solo/duet scores to transpose? or just go back to rgp and get it again. pweesh? ccao busking needs them. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;anw, COOL THING NO. 2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;drumlines! :D :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;they are damn awesome, they are more on coordination, drum battles are more of showing off. clean snare lines are AWESOME omg. go watch some youtube vids! ditty is quite cool. check out the NSC one. it's damn cool la. :D and the way they totally look straight forward. when some of us can't even do that standing still in squad. and they never miss! and when the angles are all clean it's damn cool. AHH new craze. oh this one's quite cool. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JFfhcHKIue4"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;trash can drumline&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt; it reminds me of like stomp. ohwait, I didn't watch stomp. cos angie stole it that time! D: haha anw. EVAN! dyou have drumline? that time you said we should all watch together right! :D oh oh just saw this. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1tWP6aYwi5M&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;drum bone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt; whoo blue man group! :D love! watch their marshmallows and gumballs one too. haha and they have kinda haunting stares.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;okay anw, shall go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1621452441753436806-289416605372479059?l=yougivemelight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yougivemelight.blogspot.com/feeds/289416605372479059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1621452441753436806&amp;postID=289416605372479059' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1621452441753436806/posts/default/289416605372479059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1621452441753436806/posts/default/289416605372479059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yougivemelight.blogspot.com/2008/11/d.html' title=':D'/><author><name>pearlyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03477634564968335209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3N1HUp5jiTk/SL1fcPxp_nI/AAAAAAAAAbw/cKYfmpn83hU/S220/Sax+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1621452441753436806.post-3188350256246505608</id><published>2008-11-26T15:51:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T17:09:41.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'>there and back</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I iz back! :D from phuket. that's an island off thailand, if you didn't know. (omg it rhymes!) [add] I missed my bed and my bear! :D andandand everyone! (: [/add] anw, screwed sleep cycles ftw! s'not (I know technically it's 'snot but that just looks plain weird) jet lag, I mean it's only 1 hr. just that my mum loves going on late night shopping sprees. got back at 12+ like every single night. and bargaining much! ok I know, the:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"[price x]!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"!!" *starts walking away*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"okay okay [price x/2]!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*shakes head and continues walking*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"okay last price! good price! [less than x/2]"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;thing, but seriously, sometimes you gotta feel bad for them la. crap does that whole string of stuff make sense? anw, I got sneakers! at last! muahaha! but they kinda suck heh. looks not bad la, but not very comfy, slightly too big, and started out quite dirty (I wonder how it's gonna look when I'm through with it). ok I will live with it for now, till I feel like treating myself then I shall go get a better pair (maybe the ones julia got?), preferably plain, and unleash my *ahem* artistic-ness upon it. ok I predict that's gonna look like crap too but ohwhells. haha anw, I also bought a brown shirt (:D finally!), a green shirt, and 4 pairs of socks. 2 of which are meant for school, and I was worrying about them being too low, but grrrreat, they're freaking high. -.- shall fold. ok that's mainly all I got I think. my mum got shorts, shorts and more shorts. amongst other things.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;haha anw, I saw a small shop/inn/one of those ahem places that was called sleep with me. O.o okayyyy. haha aiyo I sian to blog details la, and can't rmb much anw. 'twas mainly shopping haha. ohohoh 2nd day did atv (erm all-terrain vehicle) and after successfully going up I crashed my mum and myself into a gutter-like-thing when going down. heh. then um elephant ride. wah damn sad lives la, lumbering around carrying people on their backs. well, humankind is cruel. kay anw, full-day speedboat tour the next day. phi phi leh, phi phi don (sorry not sure of sp hor), maya bay, monkey beach. not in order. anw, snorkelling! :D and again! :D one more time! :D ok ignore that. omg I can just imagine some stupid cheer: "___!" *big grin* "again!" *big grin* "one more time!" *big grin*. -.- okay I'm high. but anw, I really get the whole new world thing la. 'sin it's like, 2-3inches from the surface? but you look down and it really seems like a different place. cute fishies ftw! :D I got bitten, once only though. my dad was constantly attacked haha. ok anw. blubblub, I glubbed quite a lot of salt water that day. butbutbut anw, when i got back, shockshockhorrorhorror! my phone couldn't on. argh I think it was the damn water. and possible salt. and argh stupid me went to try pry the front off to fiddle with it, and ended up cracking it instead. ok it's slightly salvaged, kinda can work now, but my call and hang up buttons don't work. won't die, but it's just kinda inconvenient. cannot one shot quit. OHMYCRAP it just occured I can't quit smses into a draft to refer to what I'm replying to due to my horrible memory ohnoohno. dieeeeeeeeee. ok I will try to adapt. anw, the left music slide doesn't work too, but I can just slide right twice so it's ok. ok whee that's mainly the stuff we did. OH YES shooting! quite pointlessly ex actually, but good experience la haha. to use a real gun. it's damn deafening compared to air (duh!), and I don't really rmb but I'd guess the jerk is more too. anw yay I got 98/100! 97.5 actually, one was on the line. -.- but&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;a) I used a rifle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;b) it was only a .22&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;c) it was only 10 yards&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;therefore it's nothing great.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;ooh I have long paras. ok anw that's all about trip, sian alrd. hm yay band tmr! :D I missed ytd though. D: and ARGH I missed church and youth group (combined!) the previous sunday, and I'm gonna miss youth group this saturday and church this sunday again! ARGH WHY WHY WHY. *bishes self* *headdesks* *facepalms* *everything* wtf, who happily gets a LOCAL hotel room for a local stay with sightseeing. -.- but whee I'll be seeing claire and kenneth whom I haven't seen for a long time so yay. (ok feels so weird to call them that, grew up hearing them referred to by their chinese names, still haven't figured out what to call them yet) but still, church! D: argh I'm trying to figure out what other stuff I have to finish during the hols. screw mugging O's argh. ohyes got chem moodle. erm math geometrical properties of circles assignments. um 2 more studio wu credits (calling for volunteers to go with me! (: ). OH grade exams which I forgot completely about. which means lessons. argh. maybe I should just forget it. ohyes, look for breakdancing lessons. and learn to moonwalk now that I got (albeit not so good) sneakers. JOO! I NEED YOOU! ohyes, I am reminded: I didn't manage to get hsm 3! D: the quality sucked. D: but ok la I got step up 2, school of rock, dark knight, hsm (1), amongst many others. ohya grease and grease 2! :D we shall have a batch marathon someday or smth yay. and we can burst out into the batch dance at the appropriate songs. :D speaking of which, who has videeeeoooos?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ohyes, on a completely random note, I was remembering the undetailed discussion of how people confess hahaha. so I decided to detailise. xD like the:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"erm, I like you."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"oh, er I like you too."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"oh, okay."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"okay."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"um..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*awkward silence*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;haha or joanne's romantic beach thing one. walao she's gonna be damn easy if we're going to set her up with anyone next time haha, we probably know what she wants. but anw:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*dramatic stage voices*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"oh, my darling, I love you!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"oh, honey, I love you too!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"oh!" *swoony eyes*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"oh!" *soppy look*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;*muack!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;is a bit exaggerated (ohmyfreakingcrap till now I'm not sure of the correct spelling of this. is it double r?) too huh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;haha smth more likely/practical:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"hey, you free _?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"haha ooh, are you asking me out?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"well- *shuffles feet* yeah. so how about it?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"*blinks twice* haha, okay. *smiles*"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;but! that would bore joanne haha. tsk. ohwell, hopeless romantic haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;ok I shall stop crapping and go do smth more productive now. like slacking on facebook. wheeeee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1621452441753436806-3188350256246505608?l=yougivemelight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yougivemelight.blogspot.com/feeds/3188350256246505608/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1621452441753436806&amp;postID=3188350256246505608' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1621452441753436806/posts/default/3188350256246505608'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1621452441753436806/posts/default/3188350256246505608'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yougivemelight.blogspot.com/2008/11/there-and-back.html' title='there and back'/><author><name>pearlyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03477634564968335209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3N1HUp5jiTk/SL1fcPxp_nI/AAAAAAAAAbw/cKYfmpn83hU/S220/Sax+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1621452441753436806.post-7772544877178621162</id><published>2008-11-20T01:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T01:49:35.197+08:00</updated><title type='text'>zzz...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;whee. for the past few days since wednesday, I've been sleeping at around 2, 4, 2, 2, 2, 3, 1 respectively. today looks like it's gonna be a 2. omg stats just came into my head. mean: 2.25 (3sf), median: 2, mode: 2. if 4 is taken as an outlier, 2 would be the average. don't even ask about standard deviation/variance though, I have no idea.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;omg what's happening to me. O.o anw, whoo I have finished joanne's present! so I shall go sleep now. ohwait have to pack for band &lt;s&gt;tomorrow&lt;/s&gt; today first.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;argh and I haven't packed for trip to phuket on fri. not even started. and I'll be out whole day tmr. going for dance with julia! :D finally can go use up some of my credits heh. ohyes, to people who are applicable, don't sms/call me from about late afternoon on fri to at night next tues!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1621452441753436806-7772544877178621162?l=yougivemelight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yougivemelight.blogspot.com/feeds/7772544877178621162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1621452441753436806&amp;postID=7772544877178621162' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1621452441753436806/posts/default/7772544877178621162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1621452441753436806/posts/default/7772544877178621162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yougivemelight.blogspot.com/2008/11/zzz.html' title='zzz...'/><author><name>pearlyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03477634564968335209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3N1HUp5jiTk/SL1fcPxp_nI/AAAAAAAAAbw/cKYfmpn83hU/S220/Sax+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1621452441753436806.post-5094802932390974794</id><published>2008-11-17T22:13:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T01:43:58.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Batch Chalet + Inunion '08!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;[day 1]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ok I feel kinda bad cos the whole of band I was just looking forward to chalet. D: but that day was quite unproductive. anw skipskipskip. everyone started going off first, like going to the place themselves later, or only coming at night and stuff. oh managed to teach a bit of batch item haha. in band room with us NEARLY tripping over metronomes. :/ (omg I almost spelt it metrognomes. gosh.) ok anw. we got free food! :O friday also haha. it's the icyl (?) leftovers. and it's so singaporean! like west winds concert. I don't care if it's nice, I don't even know what it is, but it's FREE, so take it! -.-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;haha ok anw left for the place, which is super ulu. 403 takes damn long okay! and oops, called my dad when we were walking towards the place and realised he would take another half an hour. so I tried to check in and yay I could! thanks julia for the $50 deposit loan heh. ok went into the place, it was our biggest chalet yet yay! hm two floors, 4 bedrooms, 2 beds each, 3 (and a half?) toilets. but it's a beeet rundown la haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;anw, started a round of taitee, then we changed to a whole batch game instead so we tried pig. but not fun, so we did heart attack. oh yes and indian poker was damn funny hahahaha. rebecca lucky toot! who happily trusted her laopo and children though. xD and ew the card could stick on me. O.o bad sign bad sign. haha anw all the cards were oily/sweaty after that, had to remind everyone to wipe their cards before putting back. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ok then ordered pizza! I think we terrorised the guy. like asking what packages, whether got one-for-one, asking what flavours, what flavour recommendations... haha I bet the guy would have song yi kou qi after we hung up la haha. ok in the end it was two hawaiians, two mushrooms, one singapura, one meat lover's I think. the latter is awesome! haha and since noone owned up to be salivaphobic (except yujia who I think doesn't drink coke anw), we all just drank from the 1.5l bottle heh. and the other one was in the fridge for the duration of the chalet, thirsty just kope haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ok I have very bad memory, but I'm pretty sure we did some teaching of batch dance as well. mostly we go together since that is the everyone must do one, and some of summer, first time actually splitting into guys and girls and mass teaching haha. and then OMG we did the really embarrassing mtv thing to boulevard of broken dreams haha. started out with a few people, but ended up with only julia and I trying to act emo haha. OMG DAMN MALUATING. I FORBID YOU TO CIRCULATE. but it was awesomely fun anw haha, we should get together and adlib dances more. xD or or or choreo! which is way more fun. :D [and eh julia we have yet to go studiowu!]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;haha anw, went to bathe, had a temperature war with the heater (on both days heh). someone needs to teach me how to use a manual heater. I had to keep switching from low to medium every ten seconds! ok and then roomed with samseah jess julia. haha triplets and auntie! since mummy was conveniently not around. but mummy and auntie 2 (?) and grandpa roomed with us the next night. xD ok this sounds really stupid. ignoreignore. ok basically we were sleeping n really weird positions, all the other rooms people were sleeping in an orderly fashion heh. anw we shifted when sam got up at 6+. and why am I always one of the first to wake up and one of the last to get up heh. (got diff ok! I wake up at sane times, but at home when I've got nothing on that day, I stay in bed and daydream, sometimes until I fall asleep again, and get up like in the afternoon.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;[day 2]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;woke up, slacked in front of tv. oh our wonderful talia got us breakfast for two days. (: the walnut muffin was :D and the cinnamon roll was not bad too haha. oh did commander presents (the other two were at pool haha but I was bored so). hm, then I changed and went to play pool also la hhaa. I SUCK! eh gloria is a closet everything I tell you. have you seen her without glasses and with hair down? damn chio! :D haha. and she closet dances damn well, and closet plays pool damn well. I really suck, I can't control the friction heh. oh samlee is like pro of the pros la. sank A LOT. and she did the super act-cool behind back thing, and sank it! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;haha ok then went back to change again before cycling, cos I wanted to wear a non-sweaty shirt later. omg the kittens at the bike rental place were damn cute can! and they play-fought, super cute la. and one of then high-fived me twice haha. though I suspect it was simply trying to claw me heh. anw, we rented overnight so we could come back and cycle later at night since we had to leave soon, but we came back quite late and noone was really in the mood and half of us had to chiong notes so it was wasted. D: haha btw, the bike seats sucked. (so far the only rented bikes I've liked were the section chalet '06 ones) they should seriously make bike seats that fit the contours of butts! and the handlebars were really far away, yet the shape is not leanable in a mountainbike sort of way. -.- ohwell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;ok then chionged back to find that the rest weren't back yet heh. washed up a little, changed, then we hurried off to airport to send alicia off. we were damn scared we wouldn't catch her can! plus she didn't have a phone anymore, couldn't contact. so rushed to airport, went to T3, camwhored abit on the trains (both the mrt and the skytrain heh). yay we found alicia! omg then I was suddenly hit with the impact, and a few of us just started emoing then and there. oh then her classmates came and stole her away for awhile heh. anw, it was really emo, esp at the part when we sang you'll be in my heart. I couldn't even choke out the extremely appropriate first line la. I barely managed to sing a quarter of the song. and samlee and xinyi emoed alot too. anw, we miss you alicia, and whereever you are, we still love you! (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;anw, we were quite hungry after that, so we ate at the foodcourt there. gloria and I ate hokkien mee haha, which was 4.50. :/ ahya everything was quite ex la (except the doggies! :D). the mee was sopping wet, but not bad la haha. oh I somewhat managed to persuade gloria to not ask them to leave out the stuff. seriously ah, people these days: laksa without hum and prawns, hokkien mee without sotong and prawns. haha yupp then camwhored abit with xinyi. and off we went! um stopping at watsons on the way to get a couple more doggies. :D and also the toilet to nab toilet paper cos the chalet was running out and we didn't know if the office provided/was open. haha ended up only julia took, but not a lot cos according to her the dispenser was going "buggugbuggugbuggug" very loudly hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;mhmm we waited damn long for the 403 as usual. but emily bought chestnuts! :D and we were happily trying to peel/pop them nicely. yupp so we got back quite late, didn't cycle. oh and sadly the shops that keyun, julia and I wanted to go see were closed by the time we came back. D: oh and and the office told us no more toilet paper so the few of us who needed to shit were planning to try to get by with the last half-a-roll and the wad which julia stole, but the guy came by not long later with toilet rolls hahaha. yepp anw, we did more batch dance! like rehearse over and over. until like midnight woah. noone slept before midnight that day I think.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;yeah anw so my sb lured me up by saying some note about checking out at 9am thing, and did a birthday surprise for me! :D it was a version two of the rap thing we did for yujia that time haha. omg so sweet! love! and it's not cheapo at all la please. (: haha my mum was wondering why I had a photoframe that said "baby" with a picture of us in it. xD yupp and I went downstairs and the batch started singing happy birthday. 12am whoo! haha ok not really, about 12.05. but still cool! yupp then went to bathe, had the usual temperature war, was so sluggishly tired that they thought I died in there or smth haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;then we went to the room, jess had already been sleeping for quite a while, samseah also slept before us. then julia, rebecca, talia, gloria all slept on the floor and I felt bad so I joined them haha. it's quite comfy actually, cept there was one blanket between the five of us. and the fan was quite freezing. I bet my toes would have beem frozen off if I hadn't worn socks la haha. oh anw I was quite proud of our aircon usage! we only used when we prac-ed dance and were gonna be hot and sweaty. so our total usage was 27 units, and we didn't have to pay! :D and as mentioned the fans were quite cold anw haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;[day 3; inunion!]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;woke up at like 8 oops. hurriedly changed and packed and all. yupp so checked out and stuff, started on our way to school. then rebecca's ever-present conscience hit her and she and julia went to be hao xin and buy bread for the whole band in case they got hungry. :O rebecca the rich. haha the dogs were quite amusing on the mrt, I was being totally smothered by one of them and people kept giving weird glances. mhmm anw, reached school, ended up eating some leftover food again haha. oh, jolyn was sick and had to go home. D: anw, we realised games were a bit screwed then, and in the end they got totally cancelled and time got donated to batch item prep and section interaction.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;yupp batch item prep whee. wanted to do full dress but obviously we didn't haha. we kinda koped the hall for a while, then the sec2s came and used and we were supposed to do formations but we ended up lazing around at the back of the hall. oh and I got hit by nausea argh, so I just lay on the floor. I am happy to say though, that it sorta became better after section interaction. what does that say? (: anw, section interaction was quite amusing heh. AND I AM PROUD TO ANNOUNCE THAT OUR SECTION HAS FINALLY MANAGED TO TAKE OUR FIRST FULL SUCCESSFUL DAO PHOTO! photos on facebook whee. haha then jess and I ran around giving batch presents and notes. and our section ended up playing random games like charades and dare-or-dare, with quite amusing dares (especially the rebecca one xD) but it got dry after a while. we combined with trombones euphos horns and tried black magic but still nothing much came of it heh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;ok skip, to bandprac. wait can skip that too. to actual concert! the recruits were not bad. solos! (: haha. dawn of a new day I had like a few wrong notes argh and I was kinda getting stage syndrome, like playing softer and wavering long notes. :/ I must learn to fight that. and overture was beyond bad. it's probably the worst thing that's ever happened in performance history, mo having to stop us right in the middle of playing and start from a place. D': samseah was crying hysterically in bandroom, and a few of us were crying too. ok we shall not dwell upon it and instead work harder to ensure that doesn't happen again. that's what's always said right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;anw, so we dried our tears and washed our faces and put on a smile for batch item. (: sec2s were quite punny haha, and joanne is absolutely adorable! xD angel! sec1s had a skit cum song. the song was a bit draggy heh. I'm quite confident that 2 years later their batch item will have as much of a drastic improvement as ours had from our sec1 one haha. anw, our batch item was crazily fun! I don't know, despite it being uber embarrassing, and it didn't help that seniors were straight ahead and directs (up) were right in front haha. but it was just undescribingly priceless. it was so awesome we wanted to do a self-initiated encore afterwards but didn't for fear of pissing the teachers off heh. batch! we must get together and redance (and perhaps film!) the item again someday okay! I think (hope!) that it was our best item ever haha. we spent so much time prac-ing!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;ok then met up with our um apples and oranges haha. our directs (up) baked brownies for us! :D they were really awesome omg thankyouuuu! we will um change our cookie tradition soon haha. oh and whoo we took a five-batch section photo! it was so cool, they even had to stand on chairs hahaha. ok then debrief, band cheers :D and commander presents which we forgot to give during section interaction oops. [oh we have yet to take the traditional outside hall photo ah!] and then nearly the whole band sang me happy birthday omg that was so maluating heh but sweet. (: yupp then as usual we were chased away. off to section dinner! oh yay zhenyi and lynn joined us. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;went lido as usual, chased off by grumpy security guard as usual. omg he was damn pms-y can, we were like waiting for the rest to come back, so we told him that, then he was like no cannot, get out now. so we were like we can't carry so many things so we've to wait for them to come back can and he was like I don't care, take it all somehow and go away. like wtf? ahya anw, managed to find and fit at two tables downstairs. we sat by direct sb's haha, interesting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;gloria managed to persuade our ano directs (down) to eat. haha I've a feeling the situation seems familiar somehow. :p gloria and I shared a milkshake, yujia got a plum drink, gloria and yujia ate macs, and I had popcorn chicken. we (our table) played the usual games haha, the even batches were talking I think, about I've no idea what. I hereby proclaim that we have a new genius of the section! vivian got fuzzywuzzy like quite fast, and she got bang bang damn fast (yes, the one the brasses took eons and eons to get xD), and their sb got around the world within the first game, and black magic in the paltry few times we played it during interaction. :O peifupeifu. I didn't even get black magic until amanda told me heh. and it's quite funny, when they're thinking, vivian looks bored and celine looks confused, as gloria rightly pointed out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;ok then went to the opp fareast busstop with sheryl (YN) to wait for our parents. mine took super long! ok I should have appreciated the moment more, how often dyou think I get to be at orchard at 11pm. :p but as it happened, I was sleepy from the 2am first night and 4am second night, not to mention tired from all the batch dance prep hahaha, and aching from the stupid fat backpack and slingbag and shoebag and paperbag. so well. ok went home, had a 30min powernap, then got up and packed and opened and xin shang-ed presents hahaha. (: credits to come later! and I slept like around 2 haha, which I have been doing every day since wed, including today I predict (even though there's band tmr :/), except thurs when I slept at 4 of course.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;so ends!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;-----&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;thankyous!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;smses:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;13 nov&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;11.51pm- johnson&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;14 nov&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;12.15am- angie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;12.18am- terence&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;12.27am- zhenyi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;1.02am- evan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;1.30am- jerome&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;1.37am- deb&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;7.00am- celine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;7.24am- dad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;7.30am- joanneLAI&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;8.01am- darrellLEE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;8.09am- justin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;9.54am- mum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;12.28pm- samBAYTAN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;12.47pm- peiling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;1.48pm- guoling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;11.53pm- rebecca&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;11.59pm- vivian&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;15 nov&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;5.29pm- claireTAN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;prezzies:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;samSEAH, for the supercool candle (it smells nice! and the liquid properties are cool!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;bro, for the um mirror&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;mum, for the jewellery box-thingy lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;evan, for the collage and card&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;angie, for the mural and the THISISYOURLIFE(as angie has seen it) photo collection&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;celine and vivian, for the miniature display saxophone (wait it was not for inunion right?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;yixian, for the 14-page letter :O (I will reply! soon! (: )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;joanneLAI and terence, for the milkbottle filled with sweets and the cute little card&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;joanneLAI, for your self-declared creative letter haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;and of course, my sb! for the rap, and the accompanying props: sweets, paper lightbulb, biscuit (pia! xD), paper smileyface, marsbar, M&amp;amp;Ms, (pokes), paper crown, keychain, bluetac pig, erm sanitary pad (xD), and pretty photo frame with sb photo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;okie did I miss anything? sorry if I did!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;yupp anyway, thank you all so much. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;even though I did tell yall not to get me presents you know. and I meant it! don't waste money next year!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;yupp the happy days. (: 141108 probably made it into one of the top days of my life, which is quite interesting because it means everything else actually managed to compensate for the major screwup.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;hm there're alot of other stuff I wanted to blog about, but heck la. just so long as I got the main stuffs. I always blog for camps and events! which is why I tried so hard to get the comp today. omg this post is longggg. I shall go wordcount it. woah ho, 3063 words, 5.5 microsoft word pages. I think it's ,y longest yet. okay can't be bothered to colour each para, shall do by days then only split the rest haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;g'night/g'morning!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;(it's 2.13am as of now, but the post time says otherwise cos it autosaved and my bro force-offed the comp while he was being ap just now)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;come stop your crying and we'll be alright&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;just take my hand, hold it tight&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I will protect you from all around you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I will be here, don't you cry&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;for one so small, you seem so strong&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;my arms will hold you keep you safe and warm&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;this bond between us can't be broken&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I will be here' don't you cry&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;cos you'll be in my heart&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;yes you'll be in my heart&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;from this day on, now and forevermore&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;you'll be in my heart&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;no matter what they say&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;you'll be here in my heart&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;always&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#c0c0c0;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;♥&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1621452441753436806-5094802932390974794?l=yougivemelight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yougivemelight.blogspot.com/feeds/5094802932390974794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1621452441753436806&amp;postID=5094802932390974794' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1621452441753436806/posts/default/5094802932390974794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1621452441753436806/posts/default/5094802932390974794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yougivemelight.blogspot.com/2008/11/batch-chalet-inunion-08.html' title='Batch Chalet + Inunion &apos;08!'/><author><name>pearlyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03477634564968335209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3N1HUp5jiTk/SL1fcPxp_nI/AAAAAAAAAbw/cKYfmpn83hU/S220/Sax+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1621452441753436806.post-2782629651718129767</id><published>2008-11-09T20:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T20:27:34.334+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wishlist?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;you know people keep asking me what I want for my birthday?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;I just realised I KNOW WHAT I WANT. but not for my birthday or anything, it's not like they're givable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;I want to have gone facil for sec2 camp, I want to have gone for NCO camp (no hope, this one), I want to have gone for NCO Pop, I want to have gone for West Winds concert.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;and since I'm on the topic, I want to have enough time to balance school cca church and all. I want to be better academically physically athletically artistically (which includes musically) socially. well, everyone does, but nope, happy dreaming pearlyn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;ohwell I just wish I was a less all-rounded sucky person la. &gt;.&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1621452441753436806-2782629651718129767?l=yougivemelight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yougivemelight.blogspot.com/feeds/2782629651718129767/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1621452441753436806&amp;postID=2782629651718129767' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1621452441753436806/posts/default/2782629651718129767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1621452441753436806/posts/default/2782629651718129767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yougivemelight.blogspot.com/2008/11/wishlist.html' title='wishlist?'/><author><name>pearlyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03477634564968335209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3N1HUp5jiTk/SL1fcPxp_nI/AAAAAAAAAbw/cKYfmpn83hU/S220/Sax+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1621452441753436806.post-8631907988570301291</id><published>2008-11-07T13:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-07T14:21:20.878+08:00</updated><title type='text'>[insert smartass quote]</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;haha I'm in major need of smartass quotes. like those kinda: [at fareast under escalator] "say something smart." *dramatic pause* "the earth is round.". haha which led (ohmycrap english phail, it's led or lead ah? :/) to the other time: "xinyi." "yes?" *dramatic pause* "the earth is flat."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;anywayyyy, it just occurred that my birthday is in one week! haha cool. ohyes, must remind everyone, don't get me anything! seriously seriously okay. and if you for some strange reason insist on getting me something, don't get me stuffed toys! haha I'm already trying to find enough space on my bed to sleep on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;oh and yesterday was quite amusing haha. so cheat feelings la, said there was spiritual prep but ended up it was exploitation of our free labour to sweep, mop and move chairs for camp. haha and I hope tomorrow goes well yay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;see rebecca, I blogged! ohOH which reminds me of the very amusing thing. haha at farewell assembly when we were sitting down and discussing erm legs;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;me: "yujia has hot legs!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;becky: "really meh?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;gloria: O.o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;me: "haha ya what, she's a runner mah."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;becky: *looks* "oh shit, it's damn nice."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;gloria: O.o HAHAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;after which there proceeded to be a lot of poking the legs of the row of people in front of us, and yujia's the only one with hard calf muscles hahaha. ok nvm, I'm just damn amused at the ohshititsdamnnice expression haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;okayy, off to do attendance and sift through email now. bah, I majorly need more computer access. one of these days I'll go get a laptop or something.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1621452441753436806-8631907988570301291?l=yougivemelight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yougivemelight.blogspot.com/feeds/8631907988570301291/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1621452441753436806&amp;postID=8631907988570301291' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1621452441753436806/posts/default/8631907988570301291'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1621452441753436806/posts/default/8631907988570301291'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yougivemelight.blogspot.com/2008/11/insert-smartass-quote.html' title='[insert smartass quote]'/><author><name>pearlyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03477634564968335209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3N1HUp5jiTk/SL1fcPxp_nI/AAAAAAAAAbw/cKYfmpn83hU/S220/Sax+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1621452441753436806.post-1344825794872077136</id><published>2008-11-02T18:28:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T22:33:41.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'>return from mia-ness</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;yes I'm backkkk. after whutt, more than a week of being mia frm the comp. :/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;haha ok last sunday/monday was, um, interesting. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;anw, skipskipskip. today! was a very long day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;6am: wake up, plonk back down&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;6.20am: get up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;7am: (all soul's) mass&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;8.20am: pangsehed, holed up in the adoration room. wah 1/2hr in adoration rm, must be a record.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;9am: youth group 2nd gathering; mainly p&amp;amp;w, oh and abt 3/4 of the group just threw ourselves in outreach.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;10.30am: catclass; more p&amp;amp;w, er some debate thingy which was doubtlessly amusing (thanks to the proposition), signing up for intercessory prayer session (only joanne and I! D: pokepoke everyone! go! oi jerome, don't pangseh pft. not absolutely compulsory to go for daily mass.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;12noon: lunch at gardens. lemon chicken rice! with the extra jo eating katong laksa WITHOUT prawns WITHOUT hum (cockles) WITHOUT this WITHOUT that. and, drumroll, WITH chopsticks. -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;[time not accurate] 1+pm: island creamery! :D we all got not bad flavours, but I think I got the awesomest combi haha, banana and chocolate. um and we played taitee AS USUAL haha. oh and there were some ppl on the table next to us playing cards too, but with cash.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;3pm: jo's house! haha peeeenk room. and omg you have a tv in your room! I don't even have my own room. high-five ter. haha watched brainless hsm2, pft I really think only rebecca and I think the lifeguard is hot. D: haha well. I love I don't dance! and whattt I'm not weird, I just watch for some of the songs, some of the dancing, and the stupid parts are for the stupidity! haha then more taitee, then we UPGRADED! to gofish. haha someday we will upgrade to bridge haha. eh we must play fishing, pig and other stuffs someday too! though pig is a very antisocial game. ): and I am such a sociable person :p (not to mention extremely sloww, which I blame on my section :p) so I always end up advancing extremely quickly to charsiew. -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;5pm: left. oops ter was 10min late and his mum was pissed at him. ): um then ju called his dad, I wanted to tompang but ahya nvm la so I called my dad haha. and we wanted to bet whose dad would come first cos ju said his is always late. well guess what, his came first anw lol. um while we were jaywalking across the street to the mamashop to buy drinks cos we were like damn thirsty and the rain was not helping.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;and then after that went for buffet dinner for my mum's bday. (: some jap place, not bad. largest selection of drinks I've ever seen any buffet to have haha, usually it's only water. there was um like soft drinks, iced fruit teas, coffee machine.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ok being bloody annoyed off/chased off the comp now so I shall end off with...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;sick quote of the day/week/month/year! &lt;em&gt;"my phone only has three modes, it either does nothing, beeps, or vibrates."&lt;/em&gt; haha from yours truly. omg I can prob match linjin alrd la lol. and I swear it was a meant as completely innocent statement and I only noticed after I said it and justin fell into silence with a contemplative look hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1621452441753436806-1344825794872077136?l=yougivemelight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yougivemelight.blogspot.com/feeds/1344825794872077136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1621452441753436806&amp;postID=1344825794872077136' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1621452441753436806/posts/default/1344825794872077136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1621452441753436806/posts/default/1344825794872077136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yougivemelight.blogspot.com/2008/11/return-from-mia-ness.html' title='return from mia-ness'/><author><name>pearlyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03477634564968335209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3N1HUp5jiTk/SL1fcPxp_nI/AAAAAAAAAbw/cKYfmpn83hU/S220/Sax+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1621452441753436806.post-8472678828571105067</id><published>2008-10-20T21:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T22:01:33.414+08:00</updated><title type='text'>omnomnom</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;sorry couldn't resist, I'm still in love with that word. :D like bish and piack, but this is the first non-violent one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;er, inter-class games today lol. did softball. I don't care, I'm doing softball again tmr, I refuse to be exported to rugby or volleyball pft. (if I don't pon that is)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;haha was out with evan and angie today. :D fried mars bars upsized, then lido macs. sinful! haha and played taitee and russian poker and fishing with my ever-so-awesome ano daiso cards. cool, they didn't chase us out. haha and evan and I went all around looking for a &lt;s&gt;toilet&lt;/s&gt; bathroom! (xD) cos the one right beside macs was 20c lol. wtf, even toilet charges went up. dying worldddd!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;then went for mass with candice! haha my first weekday mass of my own accord. I shall try to go every monday. (: music ministry quite sad though, they seriously need manpower. sadly I don't have the musicality to help out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;haha to pon or not to pon. anw, shall start attempting to wear activation chip to sch with julia g! julia sng alrd wears cross haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;oh didn't notice I missed out CPR/first-aid refresher. -.- don't ask. and the bandages stank. :/but hoho, discussion of means of death is interesting haha. most painless least mutilative etc. jess the morbid one. and and and imagine tryin gto burst little annie(?)'s lungs! d:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1621452441753436806-8472678828571105067?l=yougivemelight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yougivemelight.blogspot.com/feeds/8472678828571105067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1621452441753436806&amp;postID=8472678828571105067' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1621452441753436806/posts/default/8472678828571105067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1621452441753436806/posts/default/8472678828571105067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yougivemelight.blogspot.com/2008/10/omnomnom.html' title='omnomnom'/><author><name>pearlyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03477634564968335209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3N1HUp5jiTk/SL1fcPxp_nI/AAAAAAAAAbw/cKYfmpn83hU/S220/Sax+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1621452441753436806.post-3220839286016054706</id><published>2008-10-19T20:12:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T22:05:50.352+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Archdiocesan Youth Day '08</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;WHOOOOOOOOOOO HIGHHHHHHHHHHH! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;haha meh belated post. but this time ytd I was busy being high, until come back so tired I went to sleep haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;anw, woke up at 8am, was like x_x and went back to sleep. then woke up again at 10.30, crap haha. so rushed to change pack eat. (had a HUGE muffin for breakfast zomg. so I didn't eat lunch haha.) but pft still late, so I tompanged my mum. thought I was gonna be late but went there and there were only like less than 10ppl lol. then nat came and we went adoration room.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;so ppl slowly arrived, blahblah. [oh wtf jo, viv, ter, ju all ponned! D: ohwell, your loss. (:] then we went up to one of the classrooms to get the ayd shirt haha. we were super freaked out cos we saw the facils wearing bright blue shirts and it looked kinda um weird. but haha it was navy blue and pretty. :D really la, the shirt is not bad. :D except for the fact that mine was freaking big. D: and that was S! shoulda gotten XS ahhhh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;ok so we had like spiritual prep sorta thing, some P&amp;amp;W. then the cohort was split into 4 big groups and we went to different classrooms and had like some uh activities. like the first one they told the guys and girls to form a circle each with one inside the other and we were like DOUBLE WHACKOOOO? DDDD: but it wasn't la hahaha. then was the draw a story about the closed door - halfopen door - open door thing. um then the checklist. basically the stuff was all to teach us more about the holy spirit. oh haha during the 10min (but in reality it was longer) toilet break I just sat and smsed and smsed and smsed lol. [need I mention that this month my free smses are going kaput again]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;ok dinner was at 4+ -.- haha but lucky I didn't eat lunch la. it was the same catered thing as retreat haha. so anw, got on the buses, then julia g called me so I was like trying to say I was on the way but she couldn't hear me I think. oh and her phone was screwed or smth so that whole night whenever I wanted to call her I called her friend haha. ok so camwhored a litlle with nat, then reached wuite soon cos after all it was toa payoh only.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;went in, called julia sng, but she was not there yet, called julia g but decided not to be extra and walk to find her (her parish was like opposite mine haha). then called pam, found her! :D got an sms from celeste so called her too haha. anw, dragged pam along with me to find julia g, and we were standing like right in front of her (facing the other way haha) and both parties were going "where! I don't see you! wave your arms wildly!" haha but found her la. then ran downstairs cos we saw julia sng, and got celeste to join us. gathering of the rgp peeps!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3N1HUp5jiTk/SPslpFPlQDI/AAAAAAAAAd8/iR28Zhy5l8w/s1600-h/AYD+"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258838377597583410" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3N1HUp5jiTk/SPslpFPlQDI/AAAAAAAAAd8/iR28Zhy5l8w/s320/AYD+%2708.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;me . celeste . julia sng . julia g . pam, wearing our too big (cept celeste, she got XXS!) ayd shirts and the activation chip thingums :D (the thing around our necks. I want to wear to sch ahh!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;oh there was a tiffany also, from rg. (: we may be forming a rg sec3 (er or '09 since we won't be sec3 forever) catholic group! :D wheeeeeeeee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;yeah anw, the lights started going off so we ran back to our parish clumps haha. oh just for the sake of it, it's st francis xavier . holy spirit . st michael's . st mary of the angel's . holy spirit according to the photo haha. [oh and super sad we couldn;t go for supper together or sleepover or smth haha] but anw, it was still a long wait to the start haha. pam's church (the ENTHU one! who all sprayed their hair red lol.) continued screaming and waving etc haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;anw, when it started it was like OMGGG! haha really, the power of 2000 people, 25 parishes of sec3s, screaming for God. (: so the MCs were friar derek and sherene (ohno, sp? D:) (grp 8's retreat facil! :D) haha and they were on about how frairs are not uncool and unhappening and all haha. beatboxing! xD haha ok so there was like some intro p&amp;amp;w, testimony and stuff. sharing by bishop was quite funny haha, he's super amusing, but after a while everyone got abit restless ohman. apparently all the guys at the back were like lying on each other lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;anw, the band is awesomezzzz! THERE WAS A SOP SAX OMG and I was like *melts* haha. :D and walk on water productions was great too. (: the drummer is crazy awesome! (drumbiz is showbiz haha, everyone knows it.) haha the yo yo man. xD ok crap I think I'm getting my programme order abit screwed but ohwells.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;the blessed sacrament part was kinda freaky, when that girl started gasping and screaming. :/ and I need to learn the stuff to sing now now now argh. during camp everyone was singing fluently and I was like ohman, I don't know the words. oh and the tune of oh sacrament most holy oh sacrament divine was different. oh and this part was really like the power of 2000 ppl in absolute silence. even a tempo wasn't 2000 I think!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;and of course, all the p&amp;amp;w! it was like this build up of highness zomg. :D high high high! like really, the power of 2000 people singing their hearts and souls out for God! I love as it is in heaven! :D and the theme song (which was also the theme song for world youth day '08). ohcrap, I forgot its name! D: there were some songs that most of us didn't really get and thus didn't really like though. but TEH HIGHEST was prince of peace! :D like zomg, we all scrambled down, and yelled ourselves hoarse, and at the chorus we were jumping so much we got stitches. awesomeness, I tell you! [I noticed that when you're being very enthu and singing extremely loudly, you'll go one octave down xD]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;anw, after everything, like the whole hall was chanting for one way, but they didn't play. D: haha some enthu ppl started it themselves though, and the whole hall joined in when they heard the chorus haha but like only sfx continued to the You are the way the truth and the light part. anw, ayd '08 was really an amazing, awesome event la. ((: I wanna go next year!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;noone wanted to leave haha. and when we finally did, the girls in my bus we were like bellowing gay songs like barney, and other random songs. haha before that we were actually still singing p&amp;amp;w songs la hahaha. ohman, we didn't sing shout to the Lord! D: it's still like my fave.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;so anw, yesterday really made it to one of the best days of my life. :D and ACT1V8 is really a damn cool phrase. acts 1, verse 8! really, may we all be sent forth with the holy spirit activated. (: "I've got soul and I am a soldier of Christ!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;oh haha and random phrase, from jerome as usual: HPs make your brains become mashed cauliflowers with melted cheese. uh, okay? hahaha. it sounds very angie.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1621452441753436806-3220839286016054706?l=yougivemelight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yougivemelight.blogspot.com/feeds/3220839286016054706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1621452441753436806&amp;postID=3220839286016054706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1621452441753436806/posts/default/3220839286016054706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1621452441753436806/posts/default/3220839286016054706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yougivemelight.blogspot.com/2008/10/archdiocesan-youth-day-08.html' title='Archdiocesan Youth Day &apos;08'/><author><name>pearlyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03477634564968335209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3N1HUp5jiTk/SL1fcPxp_nI/AAAAAAAAAbw/cKYfmpn83hU/S220/Sax+1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3N1HUp5jiTk/SPslpFPlQDI/AAAAAAAAAd8/iR28Zhy5l8w/s72-c/AYD+%2708.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1621452441753436806.post-5399591858292823131</id><published>2008-10-17T01:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T02:14:32.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'>random blogthings</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;haha I'm doing random blogthings. -.- like whatever is beside the result box. haha and minesweeper flagging with rebecca. haha as you can tell, we're both damn bored. no idea why I don't feel like sleeping haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are a Cat&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatanimalareyouquiz/cat.png" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are very independent and reclusive. No one really understands you, and you like it that way!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are quite clever and ingenious. You can get yourself out of any sticky situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are confident and cool tempered. You know you have many advantages and resources to draw from.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter what life throws at you, things always seem to work out your way. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;ok I always thought I was more of a dog person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Men See You As Playful&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/howdomenseeyouquiz/see-playful.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Men want a challenge and you are the perfect playmate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know how to push men's buttons and attract a wide range of guys&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You enjoy living and loving - it's one of your most attractive qualities&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Men are often consumed with desire for you, and you love that! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;haha okayy. I do enjoy living and loving though, it's like nature's finest most primitive joys.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your EQ is 93&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatsyoureqquiz/eq-4.gif" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're average. It's easy to predict how you'll react to things. But anyone could have guessed that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're a bit moody, and sometimes you have trouble coping with every day life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you're by no means depressed, and your good days definitely out number your bad days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing really wrong with your life, but you may not be living up to your actual potential.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Negative emotions can be a real drain of your energy, so make sure you have them under control. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;I have trouble coping with my everyday life?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are the Ace of Diamonds&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatplayingcardareyouquiz/diamonds.gif" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a lucky person, and you always seem to find yourself surrounds by pretty, shiny things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have a knack for success and money - though your skills can't really be learned or taught.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You shine in a room, and you a have a truly sparkling personality.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A true extrovert, you always are able to share a witty joke or the latest scandalous gossip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While you do have an eye for bling, you are also quite generous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A lot of wealth and luck comes your way. And you're not afraid to pass it on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A gamble you should take: Sports betting&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your friends would describe you as: Captivating&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your enemies would describe you as: Greedy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you lived in Vegas, you would be: A trophy wife or husband &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;haha ok, I never really felt like a money person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Should Stay in Shape With Pilates&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/howshouldyougetyourcurvesinshapequiz/pilates.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;For you, it's all about the ab power.&lt;br /&gt;Either you have the body of a dancer... or you wish you did.&lt;br /&gt;Pilates will give you the long, lean look you desire&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;haha okayy. maybe someday. xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:7;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are a Kinetic Learner&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/whatsyourlearningstylequiz/kinetic.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You learn best by doing, and you have a talent for complicated, physical tasks.&lt;br /&gt;You excel at athletics, drama, and fixing things.&lt;br /&gt;You would be an excellent Olympic athlete - or a Broadway star!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;ok I knew that alrd.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are 44% Healthy&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/howhealthyisyourdietquiz/healthy-3.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Your diet is healthier than the average American diet - but that's not saying much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You already know what's good for you. Just eat more of it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;haha ohman.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your IQ Is 110&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/quickanddirtyiqtest/iq.gif" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Logical Intelligence is &lt;b&gt;Above Average&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Verbal Intelligence is &lt;b&gt;Exceptional&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your Mathematical Intelligence is &lt;b&gt;Genius&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your General Knowledge is &lt;b&gt;Average&lt;/b&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;omg this sucks sucks sucks. not my fault I don't know US currency and US presidents though! but 110. D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your Stress Level is: 52%&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/howstressedareyouquiz/stress-3.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are somewhat prone to stress, especially when life gets hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When things are good, you resist stressing over little problems.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But when things are difficult, you tend to freak out and find it hard to calm down. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;haha ok, woulda expected more. d:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;table cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2" width="350" align="center" border="0"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"  style="color:#eeeeee;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:14;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are Smokin' Hot&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#ffffff"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img height="100" src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/areyouhotquiz/hot.jpg" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;You're a terrible flirt, a sharp dresser, and a party animal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, you're totally sizzling too. And for you, being hot just comes naturally. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;zomg? remind me to check what quiz I'm doing before doing it. -.- er and incidentally, I swear I answered relatively dorky answers for this whatt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;haha ok shall go sleep now la. rebecca left. for all I know, jerome wakes up before I sleep. -.- haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1621452441753436806-5399591858292823131?l=yougivemelight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yougivemelight.blogspot.com/feeds/5399591858292823131/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1621452441753436806&amp;postID=5399591858292823131' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1621452441753436806/posts/default/5399591858292823131'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1621452441753436806/posts/default/5399591858292823131'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yougivemelight.blogspot.com/2008/10/random-blogthings.html' title='random blogthings'/><author><name>pearlyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03477634564968335209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3N1HUp5jiTk/SL1fcPxp_nI/AAAAAAAAAbw/cKYfmpn83hU/S220/Sax+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1621452441753436806.post-52374304807009254</id><published>2008-10-16T23:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-17T00:02:12.741+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hi, I'm a RI Girl</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ew ew yuck yuck. sorry, it just doesn't sound right haha. sorry bout the random title but. anw we're all still gonna call it rj la. anw, the breaking news thing is damn funny. yeah ohemgee, it can't get out before 5pm! but ohemgee, we all totally knew the month before? hm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;anw, yo. haven't been online for damn long. D: sifting emails...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;EXCUSE LETTERS BATCH! haha sorry. but really. :/ I'm damn screwed now. anw.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"Congrats! Your name has been selected for consolation prize of NTUC's weekend lucky draw! Reply for more details."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"Hi?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"Hi"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;"Um that's very detailed."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;haha whatever jerome! haha and jess and her "reply! nevermind who it is, you can make a new sms friend!" -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;ok, as usual I must mention that I have forgotten most of whatsoever I wanted to blog over the past week. ohwhells.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;AYD this sat! :D looking forward to it wheeeeeeeee. ohman, the ri ppl have bio and lit on monday though I think. rawr don't pon! and joanne! why you pon also! D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;haha ohcrap aspen tmr. chem :/ ms tay's gonna be GRAWH heh ohno. aha, I shall er bury myself in school and use the comp or smth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;ok and um. I hate _. the subject, purpose, tone and everything. argh. I don't know. yeah anw so I realised that what makes me damn stressed out isn't anything to do with schoolwork. crap, I think I seriously need _. though the possibility of such an existence is very slim. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;please, stop using me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;uh, ignore the last para. nvm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;let's be happy and prance around like magical pixie horses. whee. enjoy what you can of life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1621452441753436806-52374304807009254?l=yougivemelight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yougivemelight.blogspot.com/feeds/52374304807009254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1621452441753436806&amp;postID=52374304807009254' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1621452441753436806/posts/default/52374304807009254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1621452441753436806/posts/default/52374304807009254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yougivemelight.blogspot.com/2008/10/hi-im-ri-girl.html' title='Hi, I&apos;m a RI Girl'/><author><name>pearlyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03477634564968335209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3N1HUp5jiTk/SL1fcPxp_nI/AAAAAAAAAbw/cKYfmpn83hU/S220/Sax+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1621452441753436806.post-8741901865834087433</id><published>2008-10-11T23:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T23:25:49.074+08:00</updated><title type='text'>random. reeeeaaaally random.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;haha I just realised smth random, both ju's I know are clarinet SLs. haha interesting, I shall intro them at ayd or smth. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;ok this probably gets top place for randomest post.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1621452441753436806-8741901865834087433?l=yougivemelight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yougivemelight.blogspot.com/feeds/8741901865834087433/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1621452441753436806&amp;postID=8741901865834087433' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1621452441753436806/posts/default/8741901865834087433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1621452441753436806/posts/default/8741901865834087433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yougivemelight.blogspot.com/2008/10/random-reeeeaaaally-random.html' title='random. reeeeaaaally random.'/><author><name>pearlyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03477634564968335209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3N1HUp5jiTk/SL1fcPxp_nI/AAAAAAAAAbw/cKYfmpn83hU/S220/Sax+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1621452441753436806.post-8231809905937948700</id><published>2008-10-11T18:31:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-11T19:07:43.291+08:00</updated><title type='text'>whee</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;eeks I originally had so much stuff to blog about, but as usual I forgot everything argh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;oh I reinterate the jealousy point.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;OHNO results coming back on thurs/fri is it? :/ must enjoy my precious time before. and uh *predicts owing ter icecream but getting loads of bishan bubbletea and half upsized fried mars bars from samseah and julia :D* as it happens, both such occurences would mean that I did horribly. yay me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;haha wanted to post quite a few random photos, but blogger refused to upload anymore after the second one. maybe it went into shock haha. see for yourself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3N1HUp5jiTk/SPCA0n5dHCI/AAAAAAAAAds/ROwBxbxuqkc/s1600-h/0002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255842406692887586" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 332px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 221px" height="254" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3N1HUp5jiTk/SPCA0n5dHCI/AAAAAAAAAds/ROwBxbxuqkc/s400/0002.jpg" width="367" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;yupp! haha I was so looking fwd to it I typed this the night before it ended. -.- but omg now so weird, I feel so stagnant and I may actually miss mugging. O.o oh and I did a maha bodhi p3 math paper just now cos I was supposed to mark for my bro but I was lying on the sofa and too sian to get up and find the answer sheet haha. I actually prefer sec 3 math. O.o ahh so weird, I think it's the gep and challenge thing. O.o whatever, my extent is still not as much as samseah the weird-o!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3N1HUp5jiTk/SPCBqbYqfoI/AAAAAAAAAd0/Yv0wmjD-RFs/s1600-h/0001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255843331047063170" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="338" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3N1HUp5jiTk/SPCBqbYqfoI/AAAAAAAAAd0/Yv0wmjD-RFs/s400/0001.jpg" width="290" 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;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;and this is how much math I practised for the eoys. oh did I say just this? I meant the other twelve sheets as well. *grins* some double sided, and not counting those I threw away. there's maths for you.&lt;/span&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;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ok shall go vegetate on facebook now. haha that word stuck with me since sec 1. be honoured, muni.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;ohoh and I WANT MIDNIGHT SUN TO CONTINUE! DDD: haha shaddup justin, on the unlikely chance that you read this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1621452441753436806-8231809905937948700?l=yougivemelight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yougivemelight.blogspot.com/feeds/8231809905937948700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1621452441753436806&amp;postID=8231809905937948700' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1621452441753436806/posts/default/8231809905937948700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1621452441753436806/posts/default/8231809905937948700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yougivemelight.blogspot.com/2008/10/whee.html' title='whee'/><author><name>pearlyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03477634564968335209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3N1HUp5jiTk/SL1fcPxp_nI/AAAAAAAAAbw/cKYfmpn83hU/S220/Sax+1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3N1HUp5jiTk/SPCA0n5dHCI/AAAAAAAAAds/ROwBxbxuqkc/s72-c/0002.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1621452441753436806.post-3820836722199418572</id><published>2008-10-09T21:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T21:42:49.218+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OVER AND OUT!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;WHOOOOOOOOOOOOO OMGGGGGGGGGGGGGG THEY ARE OVERRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR! haha sorry super high as you can tell. and zomg, I came home today, and automatically went: ok, what am I gonna be mugging now? O.o muggermode!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;sigh, remind me to start mugging one month before exams next time. :/ started two weeks before, about one week net was spent on math. ended up staying till 1 or 2 am every night. and math wasn't awesome, aw, but at least not that bad la. not sure whether it was worth that effort. I should totally have spent more time on the later topics and hecked quads please!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;but anyway, it's over! :D I must enjoy the time between them ending and results as much as possible. :/ but they happily stole marking day for like principal's address and HOY talk, congress and, uh, aspire to inspire programme? O.o ri-ght. I think rg just can't come to terms with marking days supposing to be holidays. ohwhells.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;tennis today! so weird and random actually, haha. and we um realised a leetle too late that we were supposed to inform the security guard I think, but heh. pft, tennis rackets are relatively heavy. haha and I suck. but considering I've never played before okay! I've never even held a racket before. ok, at least I can somewhat whack the green thing now. d: grawh, I suck, arm(s) a bit suan now. not evolved to muscle ache yet la haha. OH RANDOM THING I NOTICED. the muscle that hurts when you write too much+fast for exam essays? it's the same as the footdrill jalan one. d: it's diff from my original footdrill locking one (upper arm), that stopped hurting for some reason.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;and unfair! rich people! got iPod touch. pft. haha nvm, I'm happy with my phone. rawr, though I wish I had more freedom to internet access. D: I want my own laptop! D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;oho, it suddenly occurred to read midnight sun btw. the night before the night before math. -.- and I succumbed! oops. :x well. haha shall go continue now. bye!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;oh and g'luck to the ri ppl haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1621452441753436806-3820836722199418572?l=yougivemelight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yougivemelight.blogspot.com/feeds/3820836722199418572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1621452441753436806&amp;postID=3820836722199418572' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1621452441753436806/posts/default/3820836722199418572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1621452441753436806/posts/default/3820836722199418572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yougivemelight.blogspot.com/2008/10/over-and-out.html' title='OVER AND OUT!'/><author><name>pearlyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03477634564968335209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3N1HUp5jiTk/SL1fcPxp_nI/AAAAAAAAAbw/cKYfmpn83hU/S220/Sax+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1621452441753436806.post-9108571244604887731</id><published>2008-10-07T23:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-07T23:49:05.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'>EOYs!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;lalalalalala wheeeeeeeeee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;random exam highs much?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;haha anw, here's the estimated order of screwedness so far, from most screwed to least screwed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;chinese paper 1 ; geog ; chinese paper 2 ; history ; english paper 2 ; physics. *claps*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;but but but... IT'S GONNA BE OVER SOON! :D after maths (_____&lt;u&gt;"&lt;/u&gt;_____) and chem (____&lt;u&gt;"&lt;/u&gt;____) that is. but still! then we can go out and fulfil all those unfulfilled planned outings! :D haha okayokay document: around bugis street and similar areas for sneaker/cargoes/jeans/etcetc shopping! and then photo journey! um we must seriously try not to camwhore if possible ok. argh got mental images of damn cool shots, but I bet that as usual they can't be transferred to real life, not even to paper la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;ok gonna hang around brainlessly a bit more. don't wanna go back to my oh-so-wonderful logs. -.- and note to people: talk to ju if you feel brainless. (erm justin, not julia. why do I have a bad feeling about a guy and a girl having the same nickname?) zomg anw the convo has like exponentially increasing brainlessness. hamster energy sources much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;[add-on]oh and my estimated overall gpa's gonna be around 3.06. hey, for me, 3's a mountain.[/add-on]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1621452441753436806-9108571244604887731?l=yougivemelight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yougivemelight.blogspot.com/feeds/9108571244604887731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1621452441753436806&amp;postID=9108571244604887731' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1621452441753436806/posts/default/9108571244604887731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1621452441753436806/posts/default/9108571244604887731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yougivemelight.blogspot.com/2008/10/eoys.html' title='EOYs!'/><author><name>pearlyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03477634564968335209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3N1HUp5jiTk/SL1fcPxp_nI/AAAAAAAAAbw/cKYfmpn83hU/S220/Sax+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1621452441753436806.post-760351470839006101</id><published>2008-10-04T17:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T17:53:49.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'>random!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;dropping by whee. being random again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;THIS...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3N1HUp5jiTk/SOc3TNyO_VI/AAAAAAAAAdk/QysxmTaS3XU/s1600-h/670003192-5ed2284be4+(grouped).gif"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5253228293608373586" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3N1HUp5jiTk/SOc3TNyO_VI/AAAAAAAAAdk/QysxmTaS3XU/s400/670003192-5ed2284be4+(grouped).gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;...is my facebook friend wheel lol. and the green concentrated section is like church people, the pink concentrated section is mostly school people, and the blue concentrated section is band people. haha and I realised those are the three hugest parts of my life. (: oh and the little quite concentrated section on the right of the green one? that's mostly PSLs hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;anw, mugging! :/ honestly, I think I've never been so serious about mugging ever before. er, which is why I need more breaks. d: ok not sure. but yay, much thanks to those who motivated me hahaha. :D although it didn't really work until I really forced myself to start.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;anw argh really pissed with my internet, it keeps disconnecting. :/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;ok, awayyy! to mug! and beyond!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1621452441753436806-760351470839006101?l=yougivemelight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yougivemelight.blogspot.com/feeds/760351470839006101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1621452441753436806&amp;postID=760351470839006101' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1621452441753436806/posts/default/760351470839006101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1621452441753436806/posts/default/760351470839006101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yougivemelight.blogspot.com/2008/10/random.html' title='random!'/><author><name>pearlyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03477634564968335209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3N1HUp5jiTk/SL1fcPxp_nI/AAAAAAAAAbw/cKYfmpn83hU/S220/Sax+1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3N1HUp5jiTk/SOc3TNyO_VI/AAAAAAAAAdk/QysxmTaS3XU/s72-c/670003192-5ed2284be4+(grouped).gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1621452441753436806.post-3168793844001746547</id><published>2008-09-30T17:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-30T18:52:40.882+08:00</updated><title type='text'>loadsofstuff</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ok as you can see, I've loads of stuff to blog about. and like I said before, I always forget the stuff way before I have access to the comp, but yay this time I wrote point form. xD couldn't help forgetting some stuff when I had no access to pen and paper though. and omg that's like so anal right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;long post coming along! ok first, photossss! argh blogger sucks at uploading, so go facebook yay. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.new.facebook.com/album.php?aid=42511&amp;amp;id=670003192"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;http://www.new.facebook.com/album.php?aid=42511&amp;amp;id=670003192&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;ok next thing, I cannot cannot cannot talk about mugging and generally academic stuff with sam and jess okay. :/ just like, not same wavelength la haha. they're like wayyy up there. mhmm. and then I'm prob so low down you lost sight of me. ok not that I can reach their standards in other stuff like music either. :/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ok I have a new life philosophy besides the vacuum cleaner one. you don't have to be &lt;em&gt;good&lt;/em&gt;, just be &lt;em&gt;your&lt;/em&gt; best. (: just made it yesterday, so hope I can live by it haha. *predicts moaning about my uselessness again sometime soon*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;HAHAHA the six pack dilemma! xD ask me if you really want to know that much. :p and I have an ant dilemma. if you accidentally instinctively half-squished an ant such that you know that it's injured but still alive, would you continue to squish it until it dies or just let it go? and if it's the latter, to what extent of injury would you rather just kill it instead? and angie you sadist omg. haha this is so moral dilemma-ish. film cluster! sigh, we die.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;ok you know I realised how similar it is. yet I'm kinda reacting so different. ok that doesn't make sense I know. ignore me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;argh I need to mugmugmug. I haven't STARTED physics, geog, history. now dyou have an idea of how screwed I am? I'm not even gonna bother mugging english and chinese please. and I've been spending all my time on maths argh. barely started chem. yet I'm not even done with maths. ohwell. I WILL MUG LATER. shall destress now first. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;you know, it wasn't until lately that I realised how awesome our adoration room is? confi retreat reflection walk, to be exact. it's just so, peaceful la. I think if I have the time to, I might just go there every week from now on. and I shall drag yall with me muahaha! if not it's always only me and ter pft. jo! why dyou not want to go there that bad! ohyes next week black yah! can mourn the start of my EOYs. D: favourite emo colour haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;and omg we so totally must have a catclass chalet! argh but I bet a lot of our parents won't allow. D: like, hello, we're not gonna be doing anything weird pelase. O.o but I wanttt. and deprived ppl who have never gone for chalet with friends, I'm sure you want to! haha ohman. try la k! go beg after EOYs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;which reminds me, batch chalet! ((: lovelovelove. just try not to uh watch as much tv as usual haha. ohno, am I supposed to book the hometeamNS ome? O.o I think I only can on nov 1st leh. and on the topic, section chalet! ((: we didn't have last year. ): and hooray for potential chaodar stuffs with us being top batch this year! :p I can just imagine jess. :/ "oh look, it's turning black, so cute! omg it just caught fire! :D poke it poke it, so cute!" O.o haha which somehow links to, conbined section outing! as in like, raffles combined slww, not rgssb combined sections. haha though there's kinda a high chance it's not even gonna happen.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;if I haven't already mentioned it somewhere, PEARLYN IS BUSTING HER FREE SMSES LIKE CRAZY. seriously, I think this is my record month. in my whole life. I prob busted like several hundred? and it's inching ever so slowly towards the end of the month and if I don't sms I'll prob suffer withdrawal haha. what with the stress and all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;haha this is random, but I haven't found anyone who writes algebra x's like me! like most ppl do the closebracket, openbracket sorta thing right. I go like, squiggly diagonal line from top left to bottom right, then straight line from top right to bottom left. whoever does so too, highfive! :D (I kinda doubt there's anyone)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;and I haven't been to fareast for eons and eons and eons omg. seriously. we-ll. haha and I'm still on my sweettalk boycott! loves bishan $1 bubble tea. :D and cheesecake and other relevant persons! we must go sneaker and cargoes and jeans and and whatnot shopping after EOYs! and uh begin prom-stuff searching! haha a bit the early. but sec4 is so crazy and hectic la. except this period of time for them haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;OH and I realised what xinle's wrong-sounding word is! like you know samseah drags her short syllables like oh sheet right, and xinle's is the opposite? and we vaguely remembered that there was smth she said that sounded bad/wrong and we thought it was workshit (read: worksheet)? yeah I think I finally rmb what it was, cos she said it today! it was BEACH! go figure. mr ng thought she was swearing hahahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;and omg, you know I left my hoodie in 314 over the weekend, then when I went there to take it back on monday, it smelt like mutton! like seriously. not the fresh-from-the-farm, right-at-the-farm kind though. haha anw, realised today it was JULIA's hoodie! oops. haha it felt bigger, and the sleeves felt tighter (which kinda don't go together right -.-) and I realised it was M haha. so, julia! why does your hoodie smell like lamb. O.o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;and OI! what potential partners hurhhurhhurh. -.-" and tell me! pft. don't fwen you. D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;HAHA omg english today was amusing. apparently sec1 essays are super funny.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;"the doctor came out of the room. he shook his head and said, 'I'm sorry, your father has become a vegetarian.' 'ohno,' I cried. 'my father has become a vegetarian, all because of me!'" OMG HAHA DAMN FUNNY LA! xD and she has started describing us with different levels of death: living dead, undead, and dead lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;and minyee's damn funny thing haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;*spooky voice*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;[insert town name] was a peaceful, quiet town, until one day...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;'hello?'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;'&lt;em&gt;I'm watching youuu...&lt;/em&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;'ohmygad!'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;HAHA it's damn funny when she does it la, can't capture it here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;omg longgggg post! haha sorry. doubt many ppl will read my boringness anw. yeah and another random point, er I think the raging hormones thingy is kinda getting applicable to a lot of ppl LOL. xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1621452441753436806-3168793844001746547?l=yougivemelight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yougivemelight.blogspot.com/feeds/3168793844001746547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1621452441753436806&amp;postID=3168793844001746547' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1621452441753436806/posts/default/3168793844001746547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1621452441753436806/posts/default/3168793844001746547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yougivemelight.blogspot.com/2008/09/loadsofstuff.html' title='loadsofstuff'/><author><name>pearlyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03477634564968335209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3N1HUp5jiTk/SL1fcPxp_nI/AAAAAAAAAbw/cKYfmpn83hU/S220/Sax+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1621452441753436806.post-5351448965686323411</id><published>2008-09-24T22:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T22:52:11.977+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm Yours</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;But I won't hesitate no more,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;No more, it cannot wait&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;I'm yours&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Well open up your mind and see like me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Open up your plans and damn you're free&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Look into your heart and you'll find love love love love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Listen to the music of the moment people dance and sing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Were just one big family&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;And it's our God-forsaken right to be loved love loved love love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;whoo! I think I'm Yours is a song you take a couple of times to like but when you do you love it. anw, argh SSPT. sighhhhh. attempting to do by today. ATTEMPTING. sure cannot one. ok mugging progress: math up to functions, still need some clarifications. chem just started, KPT, stuck at ideal gas law. phys nonexistent. everything else too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;anw, random. I think I am an easily jealous person hm. I can't really classify of what, but I'm pretty sure it's not materialistic. like uh company experiences attention proximity? go figure. :/ I have no idea myself. there's just that frequent splitsecond subconscious pang that assures me it exists.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;I've been spending way too long checking my tongue in the mirror&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;And bending over backwards just to try to see it clearer&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;But my breath fogged up the glass&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;And so I drew a new face and laughed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1621452441753436806-5351448965686323411?l=yougivemelight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yougivemelight.blogspot.com/feeds/5351448965686323411/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1621452441753436806&amp;postID=5351448965686323411' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1621452441753436806/posts/default/5351448965686323411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1621452441753436806/posts/default/5351448965686323411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yougivemelight.blogspot.com/2008/09/im-yours.html' title='I&apos;m Yours'/><author><name>pearlyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03477634564968335209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3N1HUp5jiTk/SL1fcPxp_nI/AAAAAAAAAbw/cKYfmpn83hU/S220/Sax+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1621452441753436806.post-3282896506467963097</id><published>2008-09-23T19:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-23T20:03:34.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'>&gt;.&lt;</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ok I hope scrunch faces can AT LEAST work in the title.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;mugging=screwed. 2days and I'm still stuck on indices&amp;amp;surds, which is *claps* the first topic. -.- die la die. and ss pt is still floating in its non-existent state.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;HALP ME. ok I shall go ask a kind soul to help with surds questions later. er something tells me I'm gonna have to end up using msn handwriting feature to draw surds. :/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;and today was our last pe lesson with mr tan! D: haha the video is damn funny. (: and the photos are lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;OI! *whacks entire cat class in turn* ok sorry couldn't be bothered to type individual names. stop calling me weird things! and anw, green next week yeah! :D yeah everyone must go ok! can mug together again! (we-ll. I &lt;em&gt;did&lt;/em&gt; mug. a bit.) and go for exam prayer session on sat!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1621452441753436806-3282896506467963097?l=yougivemelight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yougivemelight.blogspot.com/feeds/3282896506467963097/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1621452441753436806&amp;postID=3282896506467963097' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1621452441753436806/posts/default/3282896506467963097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1621452441753436806/posts/default/3282896506467963097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yougivemelight.blogspot.com/2008/09/blog-post.html' title='&gt;.&lt;'/><author><name>pearlyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03477634564968335209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3N1HUp5jiTk/SL1fcPxp_nI/AAAAAAAAAbw/cKYfmpn83hU/S220/Sax+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1621452441753436806.post-7287004321360389187</id><published>2008-09-20T18:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T18:28:12.737+08:00</updated><title type='text'>to mug or not to mug</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;like there's even a choice. but I need the freaking motivation ahhhhhh!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;anw tmr! :D red+massmug! makes no sense to most right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;and argh I've been cut off from the comp for sooooo long. pft password. pft screwed-at-the-worst-times internet. and because of my short term memory *applauds* I've forgotten whatsoever I wanted to blog over the past week. RAWR.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;oh there's one. I love jess!&lt;br /&gt;"LIFE.&lt;br /&gt;a sexually transmitted disease.&lt;br /&gt;100% fatal."&lt;br /&gt;haha! and sex ed is useless. like there isn't much they can teach us that we don't already know?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;oh yes and my vacuum cleaner philosophy has been adopted by clarissa and is actually known by some ppl. :D *egos* haha but I really think it's a good philosophy to live by. [which reminds me, film cluster is screwed argh]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;what else what else argh. oh well. PEARLYN GO MUG. *slaps*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;omg whut. I'm stalked?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1621452441753436806-7287004321360389187?l=yougivemelight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yougivemelight.blogspot.com/feeds/7287004321360389187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1621452441753436806&amp;postID=7287004321360389187' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1621452441753436806/posts/default/7287004321360389187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1621452441753436806/posts/default/7287004321360389187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yougivemelight.blogspot.com/2008/09/to-mug-or-not-to-mug.html' title='to mug or not to mug'/><author><name>pearlyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03477634564968335209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3N1HUp5jiTk/SL1fcPxp_nI/AAAAAAAAAbw/cKYfmpn83hU/S220/Sax+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1621452441753436806.post-2678852080910814865</id><published>2008-09-15T21:13:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-15T21:43:51.151+08:00</updated><title type='text'>splish</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ok sorry no idea what to name the post heh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;omggg whoops my previous post was my 100th post! *belated celebration* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;haha anw, dropped by to say I am such a lucky person. in another person's shoes, I could be struggling with peer pressure and bad influence friends who bug me to go out instead of study. but hoho, I have the privelege of having good influence friends and facing the pressure to mug! lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;and walao they can mug and have lives. I don't mug still no life. D: hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;oh and facebook photo comments are suddenly very lively! some interesting ones:&lt;br /&gt;(though you probably have to know some inside stuff to get most of it haha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;the joanne scandal: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.new.facebook.com/photo.php?pid=824149&amp;amp;id=706912293"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;http://www.new.facebook.com/photo.php?pid=824149&amp;amp;id=706912293&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omggg I KEEEL YOU GUYS: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.new.facebook.com/photo.php?pid=835132&amp;amp;id=756419747"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;http://www.new.facebook.com/photo.php?pid=835132&amp;amp;id=756419747&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;HAHA: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.new.facebook.com/photo.php?pid=1278924&amp;amp;id=707762539"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;http://www.new.facebook.com/photo.php?pid=1278924&amp;amp;id=707762539&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;OMG what is this again: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.new.facebook.com/photo.php?pid=942737&amp;amp;id=670003192"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;http://www.new.facebook.com/photo.php?pid=942737&amp;amp;id=670003192&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;haha ok I actually had a lot more than that but I figured these were the more interesting ones la hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;AND ALL YOU PEOPLE OF THE WORLD. GO DOWNLOAD WINDOWS LIVE PLUS NOW. then my nick won't look weird to you and you can have cool nicks too! [and they have orange font! :DDDDDDD]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;haha now to be goodly-influenced. I actually wrote a mugging schedule! but judging by the time I just spent on the comp, it's gonna fail.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1621452441753436806-2678852080910814865?l=yougivemelight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yougivemelight.blogspot.com/feeds/2678852080910814865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1621452441753436806&amp;postID=2678852080910814865' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1621452441753436806/posts/default/2678852080910814865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1621452441753436806/posts/default/2678852080910814865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yougivemelight.blogspot.com/2008/09/splish.html' title='splish'/><author><name>pearlyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03477634564968335209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3N1HUp5jiTk/SL1fcPxp_nI/AAAAAAAAAbw/cKYfmpn83hU/S220/Sax+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1621452441753436806.post-220086582943205121</id><published>2008-09-14T23:35:00.016+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T23:50:51.995+08:00</updated><title type='text'>313 RUBGY ALL BLACKS!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;a very belated picture post dedicated to my awesomezzz rugbymates! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3N1HUp5jiTk/SM0wgkeY2cI/AAAAAAAAAdc/ef9C7xLCVaI/s1600-h/n572878042_743805_2030.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245902477061577154" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3N1HUp5jiTk/SM0wgkeY2cI/AAAAAAAAAdc/ef9C7xLCVaI/s320/n572878042_743805_2030.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;like, the only bunch of all-blacks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3N1HUp5jiTk/SM0vWxLEhYI/AAAAAAAAAcs/vHEUcO4eZVY/s1600-h/n572878042_743901_655.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245901209159894402" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3N1HUp5jiTk/SM0vWxLEhYI/AAAAAAAAAcs/vHEUcO4eZVY/s320/n572878042_743901_655.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&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;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;ALL STARS, people! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;and our very famous (history-based :O) slogan of...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3N1HUp5jiTk/SM0vh3GdfqI/AAAAAAAAAc0/8iqxSeGhjrs/s1600-h/n572878042_772097_2920.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245901399729733282" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3N1HUp5jiTk/SM0vh3GdfqI/AAAAAAAAAc0/8iqxSeGhjrs/s320/n572878042_772097_2920.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;PEACE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3N1HUp5jiTk/SM0vn4lW7LI/AAAAAAAAAc8/LI6oJfS9wgw/s1600-h/n572878042_772098_3372.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245901503206976690" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3N1HUp5jiTk/SM0vn4lW7LI/AAAAAAAAAc8/LI6oJfS9wgw/s320/n572878042_772098_3372.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;BREAD! ignore the mr tan hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3N1HUp5jiTk/SM0vupBNYVI/AAAAAAAAAdE/CMgRrhaCMJY/s1600-h/n572878042_772099_3732.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245901619287908690" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3N1HUp5jiTk/SM0vupBNYVI/AAAAAAAAAdE/CMgRrhaCMJY/s320/n572878042_772099_3732.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;LAND! (with the random angie)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3N1HUp5jiTk/SM0vzkJJQgI/AAAAAAAAAdM/vmYKr42NeKA/s1600-h/n572878042_772100_4081.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245901703878361602" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3N1HUp5jiTk/SM0vzkJJQgI/AAAAAAAAAdM/vmYKr42NeKA/s320/n572878042_772100_4081.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;LAND! (without the random angie)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;once again ignore the mr tan lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3N1HUp5jiTk/SM0vupBNYVI/AAAAAAAAAdE/CMgRrhaCMJY/s1600-h/n572878042_772099_3732.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3N1HUp5jiTk/SM0v6Vc6iwI/AAAAAAAAAdU/MLTNH80jVXg/s1600-h/n572878042_772101_4430.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245901820193835778" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_3N1HUp5jiTk/SM0v6Vc6iwI/AAAAAAAAAdU/MLTNH80jVXg/s320/n572878042_772101_4430.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;AND MAMY POKO PANTS! :DDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br&gt;I love this photo omggg. (:&lt;/span&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;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;ohyes and since I'm here, windows live plus rocks omg. it's a whole new world! haha /amazed. /gasp. /whathaveIbeenmissingallalong. ohyeah and I am on an attempted mugging spree kay. all who see me straying, please slap me. (figuratively la oi!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1621452441753436806-220086582943205121?l=yougivemelight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yougivemelight.blogspot.com/feeds/220086582943205121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1621452441753436806&amp;postID=220086582943205121' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1621452441753436806/posts/default/220086582943205121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1621452441753436806/posts/default/220086582943205121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yougivemelight.blogspot.com/2008/09/313-rubgy-all-blacks.html' title='313 RUBGY ALL BLACKS!'/><author><name>pearlyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03477634564968335209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3N1HUp5jiTk/SL1fcPxp_nI/AAAAAAAAAbw/cKYfmpn83hU/S220/Sax+1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3N1HUp5jiTk/SM0wgkeY2cI/AAAAAAAAAdc/ef9C7xLCVaI/s72-c/n572878042_743805_2030.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1621452441753436806.post-6386566736378614914</id><published>2008-09-14T12:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T23:06:03.881+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Confirmation</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I can't believe it's over!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;yesterday was quite fun haha. met at market, thought I was late, but ended up the earliest. SO EXPECTED MAN. we have a very ahempunctualahem cat class haha. then ju came (eh I didn't know he was coming!), then nat, then jo looking wildly (and blindly) around for us even though we were waving our arms like mad chickens, then ter was last haha. well technically chng was last la, but he had smp!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;ok somehow decided not to eat at market -.- so walked to frolick and bought yoghurt! haha nat got the parental advisory badge and I got the -kiwi- the fruit, stupid one. haha realised it's quite a waste of money, but ohwell. (: then went rk and ju and ter ate rotiprata haha. and chng appeared in sch formal u I think? and nat was like omg are you wearing that for confirmation! haha. yeah so hung around, threatened joanne about ahem, then nat had to leave. D: so we started walking to chng's house, taking the er longer way? for some reason. wah damn hot. haha and joanne and I were like taking turns to say that and reply with like "must be me right" and "not interested" haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;arrived, and joanne stared screaming about the 3 dogs hahahahaha. I think they're damn cute! but the small one's really noisy haha, and the lighter one seems to be its disciplinarian lol. like everytime the small one yaps it'll like GLARE hahahaha then it will shut up for a while. omg so cute! :D yupp so slacked about his room for quite a long while haha. when we went in joanne was like "ooh, a guy's room!" hahaha. oh and we did the whole smsing thing (ohmycrap I hope he isn't really pissed) and argh I think the number is still stuck in my head, all your fault ju. haha and I think chng's sis LOVES joanne.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;ok then jo and I disappeared to the toilet to change first, and we spent like, 20 mins haha cos we were like "ahh don't wanna go out don't wanna go out" "I want nat here too!" "ohmytian we should have just all the girls met first". but we finally went out la haha. and did makeup, which was super unobvious but who cares, I'm not gonna go around looking like some wayang thing. then the guys finally went to change haha (ju left to go home and change, he was gonna go impersonate haha!) and tadahh we were late! as usual. oh chng's mum fetched us there. (: thanks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;um didn't manage to camwhore haha. went to dump bag in church, then a couple of dry runs. then it was spiritual prep at parish hall. ju borrowed a tie and snuck in haha. did some reflection, P&amp;amp;W, and then when they were like "as we sing this last song..." and we were like omg so fast? omgomgomg emo! D: then went down and blablabla, camwhored a bit, etc. then it was like IT omg. so walked in, totally unsynchro with bev oops heh. ohwhells. then was confi mass, rite of confi and everything, and very sadly there wasn't much feeling. [ok I shall elaborate on this later I think]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;yeah then cohort photo, which us vertically challenged ppl were so smartly at the back -.- and I couldn't find a hole haha so I bet I can't be seen in this one either. D: then camwhoring, not a lot ): and then our families stole us, and I had family photos at parish hall haha. (oh I forgot, we saw ____!) yeah then went to have dinner at some zhicha place. ohyeah and I practically ripped off my skirt blouse heels even earrings to wear the ohsocomfortable jeans and tee. :D haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;ok anw, I think that I'm a very interesting psychological case study. argh I don't feel like elaborating now, here. ok basically I feel good at the slightest weirdest things and bad at the slightest weirdest things, and I tend to judge on tiniest oddest things and sometimes unfairly. hm go figure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I HAVE A MUGGERFREAK CATCLASS OMG THIS IS SO FREAKY. like mass convo then everyone suddenly planned to mug together and actually did! and ter the freakyshit person who has resolved to mug 4 hours a day everyday and is actually following that resolution. like O.o. like firstly, him mugging. (haha no offence d:) then, like everyday. then like, 4 hours?! like. what is the world coming to. '-O-O-' mugggg. I shall try later. and they all got style one la! must have pillow, food, drink... [hahaha misha omg haha. why that name?]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;yeah anw (sorry not very coherent and organised post), I'm super sad confi is over. you know all those events, it's the same. cadenza, confi etc. like the months of prep it's like excited yet freaked out, then as it draws nearer comes sadness cos I love the whole feeling of the leading up to it part, then the event itself is like detachment and stoneness, then after comes the floaty syndrome, until it sinks in, the the next few days/weeks is this sense of emptiness. it's really quite sad. and I love my cat class omg. the few of us at least haha. we are SO having reunions. group 8 too ya!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;PEARLYN CHUA YOU NEED TO MUG. LIKE SERIOUS. not for the ice cream. not for anything material. like, for self-satisfaction? guilt-clearing? oh that sucks. for results. for, I dunno la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;argh I'm not making sense again. this means it's time to stop.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1621452441753436806-6386566736378614914?l=yougivemelight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yougivemelight.blogspot.com/feeds/6386566736378614914/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1621452441753436806&amp;postID=6386566736378614914' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1621452441753436806/posts/default/6386566736378614914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1621452441753436806/posts/default/6386566736378614914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yougivemelight.blogspot.com/2008/09/confirmation.html' title='Confirmation'/><author><name>pearlyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03477634564968335209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3N1HUp5jiTk/SL1fcPxp_nI/AAAAAAAAAbw/cKYfmpn83hU/S220/Sax+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1621452441753436806.post-727604671805181155</id><published>2008-09-07T22:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-07T23:49:00.551+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Confirmation Retreat</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;haha my uber long posts are returningggg! although it was only like one and a half days haha. and I shall leave the homework rants to the end heh. *squinch*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;ok so. woke up at 7.30 despite yelling at myself (internally of course) to wake up at 7 the previous night. [um technically that morning, I slept at 2.30 after happily starting packing at 12.30 :D] anw my body alarm clock is interesting, this isn't the first time that I ended up waking up later than I wanted to but in the end making it in perfect time. some subconcious thingy la haha. anw, met joanne at macs (she was late!) and turns out neither of us really felt like eating haha but so as to not waste the trip there I made her share with me a... drumroll... happy meal! haha we didn't take the toy btw. anw, shouldn't have wasted money la hahaha. I ate like 1 hotcake and joanne ate like 0.00004395071586 of the other one. -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;haha anw I was still looking forward to the walk to church heh. so weird right. but morning walks are good. (: haha it was quite cold btw, we were wearing hoodies (with shorts so it's a little weird). met candice at the busstop waiting for valerie and she was begging us to wait with her so we did haha. in the end so &lt;s&gt;late&lt;/s&gt; not early that we didn't get bag-checked lol. um um what happened next. ohya same groups as june camp. :D my group added jordan though, cos he wasn't there for june camp. then went parish hall, dumped our stuffs, sat in groups. no icebreakers or anything haha duh. we had FOUR facils! :O and aloy didn't come for this camp aw. but gracemary did cos she felt bad about pangsehing us haha. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;um ok I shall just talk about sharings in general now haha cos there weren't that many anw and they were mostly around the same: facils asking questions, us giving model answers (most of the time), and end up it's a facil sharing a personal story haha. ok this is bad I don't rmb a lot of stuff. :/ I just know the whole camp was quite intensive haha. ohya and I shared every single meal with someone or other (except breakfast) and even so we never managed to finish a single one haha. ano whee!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;ok sessions. ohno I seriously can't really rmb ohman. but I think they were all quite fine la haha. except the very last one. (the one where we did the 68 question thingy -.-) um what else. oh praise and worship! :D haha I think every camp it's the same, they intro new songs to us, we usually don't get them at first, but a few after a couple of times we start liking them, a few we just totally don't get it. then people always go high on the songs we know well haha. oh likelike zomg you know I was like "ohmannn I want shout to the Lord." then we started doing shout to the Lord zomg haha. and THEN I was like "whoo! if only they did prince of peace also. " and we started doing prince of peace ZOMGZOMG. I rock. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;oh and pearlynLAU and I have some freakycrap mo qi omg. last camp we both wore obs shirt on the same day and similar white shorts. this camp we both wore obs shirt on the same day and similar dark grey shorts. omg scary la. and not to mention the cafe cartel thingy haha. I was like sitting with my family (after being dismissed from camp) and then I suddenly got an sms from her saying "look right." so I did and it was a wall haha. so I replied that and she was like "left." and it turned out she was on a table to my left haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;what else. oh bathing. haha me the genius didn't bring a towel! zomgoo. nor a comb haha but I'm used to overlooking that so I survived. haha I borrowed joanne's towel which she so nicely dried for me while I was bathing haha. (: sorry and thanks! and there was hot water omg whoooo! I wonder if the guys had haha. oh and I still don't get how people bathe together omg. O.o like candice and valerie, and vivienne and samantha. don't you feel like insecure haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;oh and prayover/praying with! I fell asleep during reflection again ohman. *whacks self* seems like I do that whenever we do reflection in the parish hall on chairs with the lights off. ohyes and michelle (is it?) has a BEAUTIFUL voice. (: and ohmygoodness tongues is this huge mix of freaky and cool ok. like the facils were surrounding us with michelle leading and suddenly like a lot of them broke out into tongues and they were all speaking different things at the same time. it's like :O really. then it was praying with which sadly I didn't feel anything again. I mean, not didn't feel anything la, just like nothing really happened. some people got slain I think. but I guess I felt more touched than the previous ones. and we sang Holy Spirit fall on me. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;ok I think that's all. NO WAIT HOW COULD I FORGET SLEEPING! haha. once more we wanted to go grotto (but it was raining D:) and I think they really sent people there leh. haha but after a while I didn't really feel like anymore. and omg so many ppl were talking on their phones in their sleeping bags la omg haha. and vivienne was talking damn loud! haha at least I'm not so obvious la. I just smsed lol. it helps to have a thick sleeping bag and a hoodie to bury your head and your phone in haha. anw not bad, I slept around... 1 plus? and I woke up at 3+ and saw a sms from darrell saying that he woke up at 2+ haha but I think he went back to sleep. yeah anw I managed to sleep again until 6, you know when the stirring and exaggerated whispers begin. (it's always half an hour before the time we're supposed to wake up argh) and as usual joanne and her five more minutes haha. but vivienne woke up fine lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;haha ok I should think that's technically all about camp. then it was confirmation mass rehearsal! (it was quite a waste of time heh) and OMG WHY ON EARTH AM I WALKING IN FIRST AHHHH. O.o at least it's with beverly haha. (: [random interjection] haha which reminds me of the disproportionate thing hahahahahaha omg hahaha see la all your fault hahahaha. [/random interjection] yeah anw. the order is like random apparently. cos if it was by height joanne should be in front! :p haha. and shayne shouldn't be in the front row lol. haha anw he's the first getting confirmed whoo. so at least I'm not. :D our row is quite squishy haha but it's fine. joanne said hers very spaced out then feel so antisocial haha. yeah anw rehearsal was basically along the lines of walk in walk out walk in walk out. somemore first row had to keep doing a lot of stuff while the rest could sit. but shayne had to do the most haha cos he's first. I laugh. :D and the anthony thing hahahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;ok anw I shall just say that got a lot of hw la argh. like one more du shu bao gao. rawr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1621452441753436806-727604671805181155?l=yougivemelight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yougivemelight.blogspot.com/feeds/727604671805181155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1621452441753436806&amp;postID=727604671805181155' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1621452441753436806/posts/default/727604671805181155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1621452441753436806/posts/default/727604671805181155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yougivemelight.blogspot.com/2008/09/confirmation-retreat.html' title='Confirmation Retreat'/><author><name>pearlyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03477634564968335209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3N1HUp5jiTk/SL1fcPxp_nI/AAAAAAAAAbw/cKYfmpn83hU/S220/Sax+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1621452441753436806.post-7385342153495539321</id><published>2008-09-05T00:52:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-05T01:19:01.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ohmycrap</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;argh I am so screwed so screwed. I have like chinese summary, one more du shu bao gao, THE WHOLE OF &lt;s&gt;ASSASSPEETEE&lt;/s&gt; SS PT, alot of math, alot of chem, alot of phys, alot of geog (I think) etc etc to do. AND maths and hist to mug. all within my happy tmr morning, which I prob would be too tired anw since I totally zonked myself with 3 consecutive dance lessons today, and sunday aftnoon. cos tmr aftnoon to evening got aspen argh which I find the holiday classes quite useless and a waste of money sorry. still considering quitting. and sat to sun got confirmation retreat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;and since I'm on that topic, it's the last ever confi camp! D: and confi is next sat omgomg seems so surreal too. joniiiiii I need to borrow heels! haha anw I think this camp's gonna be really spiritual. and it's only 1 day. D: but I think we're getting june camp groups back. :D group8=love! and I don't care we're having reunions. (: oh andandand I reallyyy hope you can find your faith. many ppl have had doubts sometime or other, and it's never too late to return. I'm sure He will help you if you are willing to accept Him. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;argh and I'm a bit the pissed now also cos my mum happily threw me off the comp and started hogging it and totally doing the "10 minutes!" "10 minutes!" "last one!" "last one!" "no really, last one!" "one more!" thing argh damn annoying. and I was like are you going to finish by tmr then I realised it WAS tmr. -.- and it made me dao ppl I was halfway talking to rawr. sorry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;haha anw. OMG why do you have such old photos! O.o haha I don't think I'm in it, it was prob the rehearsal I was sick. awman. xD ohoh and I know the girl in the middle middle haha cool. and the guy at the middle back looks familiar hm. whatever. I'm still damn amused. :D haha at that time got class photos meh? I don't even rmb haha. oh I vaguely rmb a green uniform whee haha. at least I think so. cos that can't be pap. [ok I am monologueing haha]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_3N1HUp5jiTk/SMAXZBrvEII/AAAAAAAAAcI/d3vxdGmUmO8/s1600-h/IMG_0812.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3N1HUp5jiTk/SMAYWcm0sNI/AAAAAAAAAcY/3v__K6UQuZc/s1600-h/IMG_0812.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5242216740174475474" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3N1HUp5jiTk/SMAYWcm0sNI/AAAAAAAAAcY/3v__K6UQuZc/s400/IMG_0812.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&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&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;[edit] and please, please. [/edit]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1621452441753436806-7385342153495539321?l=yougivemelight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yougivemelight.blogspot.com/feeds/7385342153495539321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1621452441753436806&amp;postID=7385342153495539321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1621452441753436806/posts/default/7385342153495539321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1621452441753436806/posts/default/7385342153495539321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yougivemelight.blogspot.com/2008/09/ohmycrap.html' title='ohmycrap'/><author><name>pearlyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03477634564968335209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3N1HUp5jiTk/SL1fcPxp_nI/AAAAAAAAAbw/cKYfmpn83hU/S220/Sax+1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_3N1HUp5jiTk/SMAYWcm0sNI/AAAAAAAAAcY/3v__K6UQuZc/s72-c/IMG_0812.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1621452441753436806.post-6575704696749814881</id><published>2008-09-04T02:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T02:02:47.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'>randomness continued</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;haha and I forgot to add! there are the people who are nicer in person, those who are nicer over sms and those who are nicer on msn haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;ok I really am very random. and awake. at this time. argh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;haha and I'm seriously very amused at the immense tinyness of this world. damn cool haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1621452441753436806-6575704696749814881?l=yougivemelight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yougivemelight.blogspot.com/feeds/6575704696749814881/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1621452441753436806&amp;postID=6575704696749814881' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1621452441753436806/posts/default/6575704696749814881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1621452441753436806/posts/default/6575704696749814881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yougivemelight.blogspot.com/2008/09/randomness-continued.html' title='randomness continued'/><author><name>pearlyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03477634564968335209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3N1HUp5jiTk/SL1fcPxp_nI/AAAAAAAAAbw/cKYfmpn83hU/S220/Sax+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1621452441753436806.post-4050807335915205033</id><published>2008-09-03T22:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T22:20:35.475+08:00</updated><title type='text'>randomness</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;haha ok I'm ok now. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;I made some interesting observations. girls can be split into two categories: those who you talk to (both phone and msn) just to ask abt hw or stuffs and then both parties just clam, and those who you just go on and on and on and then when you run out of stuff to say abt smth one of you just randomly changes topics and then you go on and on again. and guys can be split into: those who are nice/interesting to talk to, those who are ok/interesting in an infomative manner(?) to talk to, and those who you quite avoid talking to.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;ok that was random. nvm. *grins* yupp I'm really ok now. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1621452441753436806-4050807335915205033?l=yougivemelight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yougivemelight.blogspot.com/feeds/4050807335915205033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1621452441753436806&amp;postID=4050807335915205033' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1621452441753436806/posts/default/4050807335915205033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1621452441753436806/posts/default/4050807335915205033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yougivemelight.blogspot.com/2008/09/randomness.html' title='randomness'/><author><name>pearlyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03477634564968335209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3N1HUp5jiTk/SL1fcPxp_nI/AAAAAAAAAbw/cKYfmpn83hU/S220/Sax+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1621452441753436806.post-7390018693577846570</id><published>2008-09-02T22:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-03T18:40:59.235+08:00</updated><title type='text'>untitled</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;And I can’t stand the pain&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And I can’t make it go away&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;No I can’t stand the pain&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;How could this happen to me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I made my mistakes&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I’ve got nowhere to run&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The night goes on&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;As I'm fading away&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok I guess this isn't the only or most appropriate time I would quote these lyrics, but.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today probably falls under the category of the screwed up days of my life. you know those that bring you on an emotional roller coaster then dump you away when you're at the lowest point. and such that it's worse cos the drop is even greater if you started at a high point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and that's besides the fact that today was almost a total waste of time, hanging out online and doing nothing useful. well depending on how you define useful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I was flung around, from happy to sleepy to hopeful to hungry to sian to amused to achieved to useless to disappointed to amused to useless to generally high to way low. btw there are actual events that mark each of that (though maybe the order is screwed) but I'm not gonna name them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know the time when I mentioned I hate being locked out? (if I did mention it) I realised that sometimes I wish I was. ignorance is bliss, how many times have I said that, but only when the situation is one way? if I turn it the other, I should have realised that I wouldn't see it the same way. I should edit that saying then: ignorance is bliss, once you know what you want to be ignorant of. which totally doesn't make sense. so happy living in this screwed up world where you either feel pissed and wish you weren't in the dark or bish yourself repeatedly and wish you &lt;em&gt;were&lt;/em&gt; in the dark when you come across something you don't want to see/hear/know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but I maintain my stand on this other thing I mentioned (actually I think I never really mentioned it). &lt;strong&gt;I wish everyone were two-dimensional.&lt;/strong&gt; you know how much easier the world would be to live in if everyone was happily simple? no double meanings, no unexpected depth of emotion. no offence meant to anyone at all, but you know when you always thought someone was just so cute and innocent and suddenly they wham you with something you totally never expected to come from them. and I'm not just talking sickness or whatever here. ok I think I am quite flat (no wrong meaning intended) and naive. and ap and stupid and useless and a generally sucky person. anyway not the point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but that leads back to the ignorance is bliss thing again. so what's easier, to believe that someone is as easy (I'm sorry, loss of words) as you think when they actually aren't, or to know and have the full force of them not being so? ok this post is actually totally missing the point I was gonna blog about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no I seriously don't think I'm pissed with you. I'm just, confused I guess. and like a little kid, wishing for it all to just end happily ever after. there are times that I don't even think that it is possible for things &lt;em&gt;not&lt;/em&gt; to end that way, so much so that if they don't I am totally caught off-guard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohyes another thing. I seriously don't understand the fuss people make of things sometimes. sorry that wasn't supposed to sound mean. I mean like, okay, it's not the end of the world, so get over it already. pick yourself up and continue with life as best as you can, whatever happened. and it's not even that big a thing. I mean yes, it's definitely a significant thing, but why not try to not see it in that way. things can go on as they did in all other aspects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and also, yes I have been feeling your stress over the past weeks. it's following you around like this aura, showing in whatever else you do. and honestly, I'm really sorry for you and I wish I could help, but I don't think I'm like in any position to offer. not when I'm managing my own life so terribly anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I get why you feel that way cos you told me, but on the other hand I don't really get it. so just because _, you _? wait, no right. it's the whole thing right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;incidentally, I think I suffer from some social rejection/neglection problems. which contributes to the e in esfp I guess, and the fact that I probably wouldn't survive without friends, and that I am getting seriously dependent on a lot of people even if you don't know it. and the puppy dog syndrome, like I kind of feel a need to please everyone, so much so that it hurts when I know someone is pissed/disappointed with me. to a certain extent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I hate myself for being insensitive and selfish. there are many things which I do and realise too late that I shouldn't have done, and there are also the things which I know beforehand that I shouldn't do but do anyway for my own... pleasure? crap sorry I can't find the word for it. oh, sake. like this, for example. I sincerely hope that I'm not hurting anyone, but it always feels good to let things out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and shit the irony. (it doesn't help that everytime I see this word now I'm gonna think of that, which will in turn probably bring along a string of painful reminders) I'm blogging something which might hurt people against people who blog things that hurt people. shut up, pearlyn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;conclusion: I hate myself. and various aspects of this world we live in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but never forget the half-powered vacuum cleaner. I should be a famous quoterer. quotist. whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and I still love you dears. I'm hoping the mutualism exists. (that word does not exist by the way)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as it happens, I'm not gonna bother colouring this post. it's like trying to give out pretty balloons as a last ditch attempt to salvage a ruined birthday party. not the best of analogies, I know, but it's better than my original "conceal a corpse with candy". you know what, I may just decide to stop colouring my posts altogether. save the eyes of people. nah, I will colour when I'm back and happy again. repeat: NAIVE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1621452441753436806-7390018693577846570?l=yougivemelight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yougivemelight.blogspot.com/feeds/7390018693577846570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1621452441753436806&amp;postID=7390018693577846570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1621452441753436806/posts/default/7390018693577846570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1621452441753436806/posts/default/7390018693577846570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yougivemelight.blogspot.com/2008/09/untitled.html' title='untitled'/><author><name>pearlyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03477634564968335209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3N1HUp5jiTk/SL1fcPxp_nI/AAAAAAAAAbw/cKYfmpn83hU/S220/Sax+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1621452441753436806.post-287348165050255588</id><published>2008-09-01T23:20:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T21:32:39.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'>REACT!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;haha waitt first: baking! ok forget it I shall just say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;1) all things that spit seriously hate me. even eggs. O.o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;2) it smudged. D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;3) it burnt. D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;4) boiled dates stink.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;5) blueberry morning! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;6) 1st-3rd eggs: half-cooked, liquid but white eggwhite. 4th egg: UNCOOKED. liquid, mostly transparent eggwhite. (no prizes to guessing who's the freakazoid who ate/drank it) 5th egg: mostly cooked. solid eggwhite, liquid yolk. 6th egg: FULLY COOKED. :D sucess. and obviously the last 2 eggs are thanks to me. :D sam I tell you your egg steamer weird gadget thing doesn't work la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;7) QUOTES! :D "excuse me, sorry, where can I get dates?" "personal egg time" heh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;ok now react! haha fun la, seriously. definitely better than last year. ok seeing that I can't even really rmb what happened last year. haha all three of them were in games comm, so they left lunch early. and [correction] three [/correction] of the ri guys pangsehed pft. ohkayy crap I have a problem with names haha oops. I can't rmb a few of our section's and I realised too late that I nvr knew some of our grp's at all. haha at least it improved from last year when all guys look the same HAHA. ohoh anw I think the lowersec uppersec diff thing is damn amusing la. ohyes I rmb smth omg damn cool la gloria and I both burst out in the wham saxsolo at the exact same time for no particular reason with no external stimuli (but in diff pitches haha). MO QI!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;ok I need to organise this post better. ok like there were basically two main parts. sectionals/combined: feel inferior! (not to mention small but nvm) and anw I hope they realise he's right. but at that time I would probably have felt similarly la. ahh everyone! work on tone! and volume! ah! ohno. ok let's go ask for advice whee haha so weird. but still. and I bet _ ___ __ ____ _______ ________ dot! ok nvm random. haha I think the appalachian (ohmycrap how to spell) overture melody line is quite cute. ok wrong word choice. uh nice? haha anw ohcrap contacts. :p gloriaaaa. um argh I can't really rmb anything else significant.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;um the other part is like games. haha broom! and our wonderful cheer which happily consisted of three words! :D liesrjwaopravwtu (sorry I can't rmb the lead lines) YEAH YEAH! srgoivutoptqajpg GREAT GREAT! eijhpvtawmtop WIN WIN! broooom vrooom! ok with the last two it's five words la haha. ok pingpongball game was like okay, except for the realisation I made too late but I doubt it la so nvm. TOOTHPASTE GAME zomgooo. and they used sticky kids toothpaste which doesn't rub off like normal toothpaste so it like didn't even get halfway down the line. haha and it was quite weird. at least no tennisball game! um next was what ah. oh flourkeypad game. haha kangjie and I selflessly volunteered to roll in the flour. not that bad la haha batch chalet one was worse right muahaha. I laugh. um then chair game I think. like variation of the scissorspaperstone running one. sweaty hanky! *scrunch eyes* my luck damn bad la, everytime first time lose alrd. I shall go research on scissorspaperstone human tendencies when I'm bored! um then oh the balloonbodyparts game. hahaha omg had some very wrong positions. and the bonus thing was damn funny la haha. and I got head back with xing ern. (ahya no matter what can't be worse than the churchcamp green stuff one where we had to rub it off aloy with various body parts) uh that's all I think. OH WAR GAMES! haha omg quite fun la, and damn tiring. and kangjie and I no mo qi, keep pulling each other in opposite directions. (ok actually I was the one pulling her most of the time heh) haha omg I must conclude that humans have very violent natures that are just waiting to burst free. haha I think their games skit was not bad, a lot more creative than our usual ones.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;whee. I miss react. weirdly. HAHA omg they should make it overnight camp.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;ohya onto the rjcsb thingy. ahh joanneLAI stop propagandaing me to join floorball! sekali you succeed argh. and street dance is quite cool haha. not like I can make it to either? but not like I'd make it in band anw. ahya see how things go la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1621452441753436806-287348165050255588?l=yougivemelight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yougivemelight.blogspot.com/feeds/287348165050255588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1621452441753436806&amp;postID=287348165050255588' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1621452441753436806/posts/default/287348165050255588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1621452441753436806/posts/default/287348165050255588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yougivemelight.blogspot.com/2008/09/react.html' title='REACT!'/><author><name>pearlyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03477634564968335209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3N1HUp5jiTk/SL1fcPxp_nI/AAAAAAAAAbw/cKYfmpn83hU/S220/Sax+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1621452441753436806.post-1221913222868945019</id><published>2008-08-23T11:18:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-02T00:13:34.098+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Synesthesia</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;haha for jess' sake. (zomg it took damn long. killed my saturday.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;table class="TestSynColorsOuter" style="WIDTH: 555px; HEIGHT: 5455px" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="10" align="center" border="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" width="40" bgcolor="#030e94"&gt;&lt;b&gt;bassoon&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="middle" width="40" bgcolor="#903d13"&gt;&lt;b&gt;bassoon&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="middle" width="40" bgcolor="#7c2405"&gt;&lt;b&gt;bassoon&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="100"&gt;&lt;img height="15" src="http://www.blogger.com/img/bar.gif" width="51" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" width="40" bgcolor="#7c07ae"&gt;&lt;b&gt;cello&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="middle" width="40" bgcolor="#b30a69"&gt;&lt;b&gt;cello&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="middle" width="40" bgcolor="#741497"&gt;&lt;b&gt;cello&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="100"&gt;&lt;img height="15" src="http://www.blogger.com/img/bar.gif" width="22" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" width="40" bgcolor="#f87700"&gt;&lt;b&gt;chimes&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="middle" width="40" bgcolor="#f46704"&gt;&lt;b&gt;chimes&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="middle" width="40" bgcolor="#d65c09"&gt;&lt;b&gt;chimes&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="100"&gt;&lt;img height="15" src="http://www.blogger.com/img/bar.gif" width="10" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" width="40" bgcolor="#b70710"&gt;&lt;b&gt;clarinet&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="middle" width="40" bgcolor="#9f1809"&gt;&lt;b&gt;clarinet&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="middle" width="40" bgcolor="#8b0301"&gt;&lt;b&gt;clarinet&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="100"&gt;&lt;img height="15" src="http://www.blogger.com/img/bar.gif" width="12" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" width="40"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;No&lt;br /&gt;Color&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="middle" width="40"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;No&lt;br /&gt;Color&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="middle" width="40"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;No&lt;br /&gt;Color&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" width="40" bgcolor="#0df64f"&gt;&lt;b&gt;flute&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="middle" width="40" bgcolor="#f962f5"&gt;&lt;b&gt;flute&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="middle" width="40" bgcolor="#59f569"&gt;&lt;b&gt;flute&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="100"&gt;&lt;img height="15" src="http://www.blogger.com/img/bar.gif" width="86" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" width="40" bgcolor="#0df1ee"&gt;&lt;b&gt;glockenspiel&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="middle" width="40" bgcolor="#04f9e5"&gt;&lt;b&gt;glockenspiel&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="middle" width="40" bgcolor="#0dcfc7"&gt;&lt;b&gt;glockenspiel&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="100"&gt;&lt;img height="15" src="http://www.blogger.com/img/bar.gif" width="14" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" width="40"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;No&lt;br /&gt;Color&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="middle" width="40"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;No&lt;br /&gt;Color&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="middle" width="40"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;No&lt;br /&gt;Color&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" width="40" bgcolor="#e34719"&gt;&lt;b&gt;horn&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="middle" width="40" bgcolor="#e24415"&gt;&lt;b&gt;horn&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="middle" width="40" bgcolor="#cd5307"&gt;&lt;b&gt;horn&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="100"&gt;&lt;img height="15" src="http://www.blogger.com/img/bar.gif" width="8" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" width="40" bgcolor="#d211e8"&gt;&lt;b&gt;oboe&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="middle" width="40" bgcolor="#c50971"&gt;&lt;b&gt;oboe&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="middle" width="40" bgcolor="#9e10b9"&gt;&lt;b&gt;oboe&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="100"&gt;&lt;img height="15" src="http://www.blogger.com/img/bar.gif" width="28" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" width="40"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;No&lt;br /&gt;Color&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="middle" width="40"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;No&lt;br /&gt;Color&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="middle" width="40"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;No&lt;br /&gt;Color&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" width="40"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;No&lt;br /&gt;Color&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="middle" width="40"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;No&lt;br /&gt;Color&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="middle" width="40"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;No&lt;br /&gt;Color&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" width="40" bgcolor="#9a4007"&gt;&lt;b&gt;timpani&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="middle" width="40" bgcolor="#9d4304"&gt;&lt;b&gt;timpani&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="middle" width="40" bgcolor="#ac4e09"&gt;&lt;b&gt;timpani&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="100"&gt;&lt;img height="15" src="http://www.blogger.com/img/bar.gif" width="5" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" width="40" bgcolor="#f9010a"&gt;&lt;b&gt;trumpet&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="middle" width="40" bgcolor="#ab0de2"&gt;&lt;b&gt;trumpet&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="middle" width="40" bgcolor="#ec0d27"&gt;&lt;b&gt;trumpet&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="100"&gt;&lt;img height="15" src="http://www.blogger.com/img/bar.gif" width="48" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" width="40" bgcolor="#cc37af"&gt;&lt;b&gt;triangle&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="middle" width="40" bgcolor="#35ee1d"&gt;&lt;b&gt;triangle&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="middle" width="40"  style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:78%;"&gt;No&lt;br /&gt;Color&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" width="40" bgcolor="#be6413"&gt;&lt;b&gt;trombone&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="middle" width="40" bgcolor="#fa0114"&gt;&lt;b&gt;trombone&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="middle" width="40" bgcolor="#e04d09"&gt;&lt;b&gt;trombone&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="100"&gt;&lt;img height="15" src="http://www.blogger.com/img/bar.gif" width="26" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" width="40" bgcolor="#167702"&gt;&lt;b&gt;tuba&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="middle" width="40" bgcolor="#127801"&gt;&lt;b&gt;tuba&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="middle" width="40" bgcolor="#156e06"&gt;&lt;b&gt;tuba&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="100"&gt;&lt;img height="15" src="http://www.blogger.com/img/bar.gif" width="2" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" width="40" bgcolor="#8a179e"&gt;&lt;b&gt;violin&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="middle" width="40" bgcolor="#cc0eda"&gt;&lt;b&gt;violin&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="middle" width="40" bgcolor="#9f21b5"&gt;&lt;b&gt;violin&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td width="100"&gt;&lt;img height="15" src="http://www.blogger.com/img/bar.gif" width="22" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="FlashScore"&gt;Score: 0.655&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;In this battery, a score below 1.0 is ranked as synesthetic. Non-synethetes asked to use memory or free association typically score in the range of a 2.0. A perfect score of 0.0 would mean that there was no difference in the colors selected on each successive presentation of the same letter. For more information on the Synesthesia Battery and the details of how it is scored, please refer to &lt;i&gt;David M. Eagleman, Arielle D. Kagan, Deepak Sagaram, Anand K. Sarma. A standardized test battery for the study of Synesthesia. Journal of Neuroscience Methods, 2007 Jan 15;159(1):139-145.&lt;/i&gt; [Click &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/files/EaglemanetalSynesthesiaBattery2006.pdf"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; for pdf] and or &lt;a href="mailto:admin@synesthete.org?subject=UT"&gt;email us&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;eeks I can't get the colours of the rest out and this one is screwed too. argh curse youu html.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;and the flute is a floaty green blue! I picked pink for one cos I was thinking about what sam and becky said haha. and strings tend to be a kind of plum. I don't know why clars are that colour. and I have no idea why tuba is green. \:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;okayy going to dentist now. soon I mean. haven't STARTED any hw or mugging! claps. and my tmr's busy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1621452441753436806-1221913222868945019?l=yougivemelight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yougivemelight.blogspot.com/feeds/1221913222868945019/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1621452441753436806&amp;postID=1221913222868945019' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1621452441753436806/posts/default/1221913222868945019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1621452441753436806/posts/default/1221913222868945019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yougivemelight.blogspot.com/2008/08/synesthesia.html' title='Synesthesia'/><author><name>pearlyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03477634564968335209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3N1HUp5jiTk/SL1fcPxp_nI/AAAAAAAAAbw/cKYfmpn83hU/S220/Sax+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1621452441753436806.post-4882349454496980454</id><published>2008-08-17T00:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T00:42:24.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'>random</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;I realised that we should try to see that&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;life is like a vacuum cleaner never turned on at full power.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;it could always suck more.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;so we should treasure what we do have and can enjoy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;like band. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;and God. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;and every single awesome friend. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;and the very fact that we are alive. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;even after all those SAs and PTs and horrifying/embarrassing/close call incidents thrown at us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;and we should think of the people who have it so much worse off than us.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;so much worse than SAs and PTs and horrifying/embarrassing/close call incidents.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;haha what a post-ful of morality. but really.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;nope I haven't been whacked on the head with a sock full of morality. just felt random.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1621452441753436806-4882349454496980454?l=yougivemelight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yougivemelight.blogspot.com/feeds/4882349454496980454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1621452441753436806&amp;postID=4882349454496980454' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1621452441753436806/posts/default/4882349454496980454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1621452441753436806/posts/default/4882349454496980454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yougivemelight.blogspot.com/2008/08/random.html' title='random'/><author><name>pearlyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03477634564968335209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3N1HUp5jiTk/SL1fcPxp_nI/AAAAAAAAAbw/cKYfmpn83hU/S220/Sax+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1621452441753436806.post-8246377570658955409</id><published>2008-08-14T19:25:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T19:50:42.982+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TWILIGHT!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;yesyes don't rub it in that I'm like 40 million years behind everyone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;anyway yesterday was so amusing hahaha I was totally dead to the world from like 9 to 7. and I subconsciously walked to fareast somehow, and I happily managed to crash smack into a lamppost (eh it was below eye level la pft). yeah anw this kinda sucks cos I have to go find out what was done during physics english careered and history. ok I'm narrowing that down to history. -.- and maybe physics in case it was one of those rare times she said smth important.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;anywayy, EDWARD CULLEN! :D fangirls. haha and I'm still pissed at the casting rawr. (the cedric diggory guy? wtf?) I may decide to boycott the movie. as in ok maybe I'm weird, but I think that no matter what human they get for the roles, they could never do justice to the perfectness of vampires. haha nevermind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;anw it's actually a very brainless read la haha (jessica stop being so analytical). it's just totally for edward cullen fullstop. haha omg I love the "I dazzle people?" quote! yeah you do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;oh but haha it's one of those comparable to a journey in rgssb things. like so awesome you just don't want it to end, but it has to, and you wish you'd be stuck in the middle forever. (chapter 10 and 13, I think, are like :DD)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;and one of the quotes in the preface is quite cool and applicable too. "When life offers you a dream so far beyond any of your expectations, it's not reasonable to grieve it when it comes to an end." ponderponder.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;anyway, planning my next dead-to-the-world day. tmr's lessons are quite dumb, I think I shall read new moon tmr then, if I can find roxanne's. haha sam was like it sucks cos edward is missing in like 3/4 of the book! then I was like D: beginning 3/4 or end 3/4 and she was like um middle 3/4 so I was like (: ok then still got motivation to read beginning to end. haha and I realised joong and darrell also were like frantically flipping going where's edward where's edward! and then they flipped to the end and saw that he does reappear and that was their only motivation for reading on haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;anw, argh, I kept wanting to blog stuffs then kept not having access (I'm not supposed to be here now too shh) then forgetting. *scrunch face* smth tells me I have photos to post but well can't be bothered to go find heh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;ohyes the super cute giammy quote! "I like that bird! it's so fat!" "haha I think it's poofing its feathers out." "HI POOFY BIRD!! :D" haha omg giamgiam is so cute. molly! and the jess one about pumps. "I've always wondered how those things stay on when you see more foot than shoe." lol. and there was a quote of &lt;s&gt;the&lt;/s&gt; last week that I wanted to put but I forgot. D&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ah I just realised I have a lot of stuff to email the batch about. pft you band break. lucky I rescued goldilocks before it got locked and bolted for *gasp* two weeks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;yupp that's abourrit. I may drop random posts if I suddenly rmb smth. uh and if I have access to the comp.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;OHYES. screw redox half equations. some kind soul please help me with them! (and I find logs fine muahaha, first and only sign that my maths is not totally hopelessly unsalvageable.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1621452441753436806-8246377570658955409?l=yougivemelight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yougivemelight.blogspot.com/feeds/8246377570658955409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1621452441753436806&amp;postID=8246377570658955409' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1621452441753436806/posts/default/8246377570658955409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1621452441753436806/posts/default/8246377570658955409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yougivemelight.blogspot.com/2008/08/twilight.html' title='TWILIGHT!'/><author><name>pearlyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03477634564968335209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3N1HUp5jiTk/SL1fcPxp_nI/AAAAAAAAAbw/cKYfmpn83hU/S220/Sax+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1621452441753436806.post-4323376255526946925</id><published>2008-08-01T23:29:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-02T01:06:13.257+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OH JOY</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;pearlyn has four, repeat: FOUR, PTs due the coming week. chem is wonderfully stuck in the raw research stage and I seem nowhere near being able to come up with &lt;em&gt;insightful&lt;/em&gt; questions. history has been at the idea stage like forever though I have... vanguard sheet yay. geog is ahahaha I haven't started. like at all. except decide on the place? sigh. yeah thanks so much joo. (: and chinese! standing ovation. it's like less than haven't started. all we've done is (barely) read the topic. and attempt to discuss. whee. OH JOY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;but anyway, rugby is fun. ((: and violent. :D have I mentioned that jamie is lead defence and beck is frontline attack? haha she tackles like everyone and both people always end up sliding to the ground. and I still think the lie down thing is a self-sacrificial act sorta thing HA. anw I can't wait to tackle someone! :D though becky's jaw-braces injuries last time sounded freaky. and it's quite inconvenient argh and I keep wanting to bathe but knowing how long I take to. heh. AND wtf why can't we wear sch-app tees to assembly? )): it's not like, disrespect to the country/school or whatever what. so inconvenient. so what now, we have mass stripping sessions in the middle of the field? OH JOY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;and bringing you (not-so-)live news updates! *dum dum dum* BUBBLETEA HAS INFLATED! ok that sounds plain weird. BUBBLETEA HAS QI3 JIA4-ED! now milk tea, red tea, green tea, ice blended are 1.60. milkshake and yoghurt are 2. O.o minipearls, jelly are 40c, AND THEY ARE CHARGING THAT FOR NORMAL PEARLS TOO WTF. D: oreo topping is 50c. oreo series are up to 2.10 and 2.40. dessert series are up also to 1.90++. so this basically means that a usual bubbletea would now cost 2 bucks. wth! I bet we can still find 1 buck ones la pfft pfft pfft. OH JOY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;anw, the main point is, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;boycott&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;orchard &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;sweetalk! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;in an effort to do so, jess sam and I shared a full-sized carton of peel fresh tropical mango X), simultaneously drinking healthier and getting regular ahems back haha to quote jess. I didn't just say that. ok here are some pics showing us ATTEMPTING to do so. ahya it was quite successful la haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;I shall not post the unglam one. :p cos I look the unglammest in it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_3N1HUp5jiTk/SJMxir_OoDI/AAAAAAAAAS8/UZy82WDWCQM/s1600-h/Boycott+Sweetalk+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229578064300515378" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_3N1HUp5jiTk/SJMxir_OoDI/AAAAAAAAAS8/UZy82WDWCQM/s320/Boycott+Sweetalk+3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;the one where sam looks emo, I look dao, and jess just looks weird. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_3N1HUp5jiTk/SJMxuE8bjwI/AAAAAAAAATE/BMzp9D_z_rU/s1600-h/Boycott+Sweetalk+5.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229578259978227458" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_3N1HUp5jiTk/SJMxuE8bjwI/AAAAAAAAATE/BMzp9D_z_rU/s320/Boycott+Sweetalk+5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;the more normal one where we're looking AWAY from the camera.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_3N1HUp5jiTk/SJMx6wYTQQI/AAAAAAAAATM/XfaHuX936a4/s1600-h/Boycott+Sweetalk+(Sam).jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5229578477796278530" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_3N1HUp5jiTk/SJMx6wYTQQI/AAAAAAAAATM/XfaHuX936a4/s320/Boycott+Sweetalk+(Sam).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;our very genius idea to reach the drink cos the carton was deeper than the straws! haha sam poring over the dead thing lying there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;yay. so everyone, go buy peel fresh tropical mango (or any other more cost-effective drink, as long as you boycott sweetalk!) because it is less than half the price of bubbletea! one carton's 2.40, shared among 3 of us. go calculate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;anw, on the topic of inflation (no I am not about to shout fanny freddy and you to the world anymore), everything is seriously going up. rawr. petrol recently went down though right? argh but it sucks. everything's going up except salary. which reminds me I have major debts AND major anti-debts (i.e. people owe me) which I haven't tried calculating but I hope cancel out. ahh the world is dying. OH JOY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;and spending time at fareast doing stuff like that instead of productively (ahem) discussing chinese pt, and blogging instead of concentrating on refining chem pt research, and blatantly ignoring the roll of vanguard waiting patiently for my history pt, and absolute haven'tstarted-ness of geog and chinese, and the whole FOUR PTS DUE WITHIN THE NEXT FIVE DAYS thing is seriously stressing me out. argh. have I mentioned that I'm the only one in the whole school who has four pts due in the same week? yeah now I have. OH JOY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;OH JOY indeed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;[edit] whywhywhy argh. ohman apap. whyyy. um and *echoes*. argh weird. rawr nevermind, I'm not making sense at all. [/edit]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1621452441753436806-4323376255526946925?l=yougivemelight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yougivemelight.blogspot.com/feeds/4323376255526946925/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1621452441753436806&amp;postID=4323376255526946925' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1621452441753436806/posts/default/4323376255526946925'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1621452441753436806/posts/default/4323376255526946925'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yougivemelight.blogspot.com/2008/08/oh-joy.html' title='OH JOY'/><author><name>pearlyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03477634564968335209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3N1HUp5jiTk/SL1fcPxp_nI/AAAAAAAAAbw/cKYfmpn83hU/S220/Sax+1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_3N1HUp5jiTk/SJMxir_OoDI/AAAAAAAAAS8/UZy82WDWCQM/s72-c/Boycott+Sweetalk+3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1621452441753436806.post-477309169516735640</id><published>2008-07-25T00:15:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-25T00:43:54.094+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SIBC</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAVE I MENTIONED THAT THE REPUBLIC POLY HALL PLACE'S ACOUSTICS ROCK? like totally. like the way my chinese absolutely rocks. -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;anw. sigh it was quite bad, but we shouldn't moan about it and I guess put our efforts into doing wonderfully for SYF? (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;batch mass convo was. amusing. like 9+ pm: 10-15 batch-oh-niners going nuts on one convo trying to keep track of everything. 10pm: going even more nuts cos RESULTS! 10+ pm: results super lag. -.- after more trying to keep track of convo, RESULTS! silver. 82%. 3rd. complete tie with rimb. and the convo suddenly spouted a lot of "don't cry!"s.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;11+ pm: about 5-10 ppl left, started discussing smth about how to improve some systems? yeah I didn't really keep track heh. about wasting less time and stuff la. eh convo's still on now. left... talia, (non-existent) julia, rebecca and I. being VERY productive. by moaning to each other about how we're being so VERY productive. -.- ok nehmind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;anw, SIBC = camwhoring! wow I don't think I've ever camwhored so much in my life, seriously. hahaha. AND CELEBRATE, EVERYONE! our very first FULL BATCH photo! :D and ppl were going around saying "eh, I never had a photo with you!" *snap* haha quite interesting. yay xinyi we finally got our belated (from band camp) photo together! X)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;and at fareast we CONTINUED. haha the sec4s were there and doing extremely interesting poses haha. :D and ahemahem. ok nvm. and samseah, julia and I did some cadenza repertoire poses series thing haha. (talia! where's centurion! D:) can't be bothered to post photos heh. but this is a must! like save both, open with windows photo and fax viewer and click nextphoto previousphoto nextphoto previousphoto nextphoto etc and TADAHH your very own metronome animation! can adjust speed to your preference somemore! xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_3N1HUp5jiTk/SIiujqty1GI/AAAAAAAAASs/Pb8ZBS4zKTo/s1600-h/DSCF3266.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226619295348479074" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_3N1HUp5jiTk/SIiujqty1GI/AAAAAAAAASs/Pb8ZBS4zKTo/s320/DSCF3266.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_3N1HUp5jiTk/SIiu0OhK5FI/AAAAAAAAAS0/3VdriheYWKk/s1600-h/DSCF3267.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5226619579837113426" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_3N1HUp5jiTk/SIiu0OhK5FI/AAAAAAAAAS0/3VdriheYWKk/s320/DSCF3267.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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;it's metro gnome btw, if you haven't realised. :p ohyes and go batchblog for an UNBEATABLE unglam pic of talia! ;D (first time using this smiley lol. memories of alicia's 'wink' HAHA.) ok shall like sleep/do hw (O.o) now. whee bye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;[add] this is terrible. my post sounds uncaring/unfeeling/passive argh. [/add]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;oh and I almost forgot! the bus ride there was DAMN SICK. like omg. jessicaxiejiaxin! exploit my sickness. *frowns* haha. and zomg gloria gets everything ahh! she is becoming sooo sick! D: she even got the yujia "hurh hurh hurh I got a fish" one. eew argh zomg.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1621452441753436806-477309169516735640?l=yougivemelight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yougivemelight.blogspot.com/feeds/477309169516735640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1621452441753436806&amp;postID=477309169516735640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1621452441753436806/posts/default/477309169516735640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1621452441753436806/posts/default/477309169516735640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yougivemelight.blogspot.com/2008/07/sibc.html' title='SIBC'/><author><name>pearlyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03477634564968335209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3N1HUp5jiTk/SL1fcPxp_nI/AAAAAAAAAbw/cKYfmpn83hU/S220/Sax+1.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_3N1HUp5jiTk/SIiujqty1GI/AAAAAAAAASs/Pb8ZBS4zKTo/s72-c/DSCF3266.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1621452441753436806.post-3061743092064686771</id><published>2008-07-21T21:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-22T00:18:59.291+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cadenza XI</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ok this is a rather late post of my 19 july.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;12am: cheonging some presents, memorising yujia's item script :p, slacking around (heh), packing. first time (I think) I bathed after midnight!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;1.50am: happily slept for 4 hours *scrunch face*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;5.30: woke up, attempted to get up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;5.50: got up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;6.15: got ready, blabla, left for school&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;6.35: reached school. like 15min later than what I planned to. cheonged into bandshoes which I absolutely refused to wear there (not like I walked much anw), started cheonging presents, still struggling with yujia's item script haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;6.50: gloria arrives, cheongs presents together (we shared!), attempted (FAILED!) to practise yujia's item, freaked out at the erasers hanging precariously from the pencils and decided to stop attacking them with pliers, watched the poor golden trees shed away somemore D:, got notes, gave notes, lost kangjie's note, ran around the corr like a mad woman. ok ignore that last part. but kangjie found her note for me hahaha. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;7: walked into bandroom like some paperbag hanger, bandroom was literally overflowing haha, gave out more notes, attempted to give triplets to batch presents (SAM JESS WHERE WERE YOU AH), got a potato from zhenyi, set up instru somehow, grabbed stuff to dump into the eco-friendly yue hwa bags our section was using. LOL my phone pouch was pink and fluffy *squinch eyes like crazy* cos it was the only one I could find. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;7.20: rushed off for section present exchange. the sec4s weren't there yet so we hurriedly did yujia's item and just managed to finish it before they left haha! but yujia blogged the video we did much later (after cadenza -.-) at far east soo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;exchanged presents whee. :D haha ohmann I think our sec4s think the bananas were only from gloria. ): haha ohwhells. haha valerie dug up the cheeeeeeeeem poem she wrote for our inunion and used it again. :p and this is the first time lynn gave a present and a letter haha! btw there are marshmallows in the cup! don't let them rot in there like I nearly did! *squinch with "* haha richh. anywayy. yay we actually read our letters before cadenza! :D lol. I mean like last year we read our letters AFTER syf, how sad is that! D:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;7.50: got all the stuff, went to foyer, waited, breathed, tried playing the make a story game which ended up being about some pink elephant who wore tutus and extraextra x893275191 large underwear. and drank bubbletea. -.- whee. felt really weird, like wow, cadenza is in 7hrs kinda thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;8.45: memories of syf omg. and julia's wonderfully sick phrase which I shall quote later. climbed up/down steps diagonally and glamly HAHA. yay my ankle didn't hurt too much. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-some thoughts missing-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;rehearsal: went through nearly everything vaguely. HAHA this is cool, rebecca and I were getting similar symptoms at the same time. freakyy! like both mouth dry, lip pain, therefore drink water. drink water so need to pee. need to pee thus stomachache. AND hungry thus more stomachache. haha but I'm not as weird as rebecca, pee more than she drink! and the mr oura: "where are you going?" us: "um, toilet." thing was quite freaky/amusing haha. ohyeah and our lips hurt and stopped hurting at similar times too. I think it's something to do with the song la. but doesn't make sense cos we have diff parts!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok so we suddenly had to stand up during tico tico. like the soli at E part. might as well say this now I guess: we were all so unprepared for it and didn't really memorise and everything, so we kinda screwed it during cadenza itself. *HUGE SQUINCH* ok tried to conserve so I would survive cadenza itself, so yeah it didn't hurt till like dying or anything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;changing: WHOOPS! we thought the section left to change without us so valerie, kejia and I went to some random toilet (which was obviously not the right one) to change. so they used one cubicle each and after waiting quite long I finally threw all caution into the air and (after telling them not to come out and throwing my considerable weight onto the door!) changed OUTside the cubicles. :p then we went back and realised the section hadn't pangsehed us after all, we pangsehed them. heh. *squinch*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;lunch: argh I think people should just not have chickenwings in catered food fullstop. so mafan. I happily broke my spoon into half! give boneless chicken steak la haha. and somehow during lunch we got on the topic of drinking water before brushing teeth being a natural laxative. hm after lunch was my fifth? sixth? attempt at french braids. in the end I decided to just tie a ponytail haha though my hair was kinda screwed with all those attempts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;camwhoring session: I shall post photos some other day. maybe. haha blogger photo posting has something against me la. I shall not risk letting it happily delete my whole post. :/ but it was fun haha! mirror. and jess that pic is not unglam la. :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;inspection: COOL how do they tell whether your socks are folded exactlyy the right way i.e. 1. put on your garters to a reasonable height 2. fold the top down to the line of the garters 3. fold half the top back up 4. fold half the whole flap thing back up. hmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;batch cheering?: haha we were like the first to get together and after eons and eons of discussion all we did was OH NINE HOO YA! hahahahaha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;backstage: FREAKING OUT AHHH. omgomgomg. and people were emoing already, before cadenza, and then I saw sam and she was teary-eyed and omg AHH I started emoing too. samseah all your fault! D: haha. and then she saw me emoing and then she started emoing again and then I started emoing more and then she started... yeah haha. ok not that bad la haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;entering: the concert hall was sadly empty! apparently most ppl only came in after centurion haha. and I was like seriously ZOMG and I was super scared of tripping and falling onstage (kindergarten concert memories AHAHA ok shoosh noone needs to know) and everyone was looking and all. AHH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;CADENZA XI!: it was like WHOOSH. huh it's over? like seriously. ok first half mr oura smiled at us a lot. ((: I squeaked twice during centurion cos my mouthpiece+neck was at the wrong angle and I couldn't suddenly adjust halfway, and once during carmen. global was seriously our best la! and aquarium was quite zzz heh. but second half mr oura looked pissed omg. D: super sadd! ))): I think songs like beauty and the beast (alumni! :D) and prince of egypt appealed to the audience haha. but tico was so freaking screwed omg I can't even begin to say how screwed it was. we praced tico and pioneers like, twice? but yay yixian made it for pioneers I think. (: proudofyou. cat ears were fun haha and brazil shaking was funny. I got the coordination right yayy! and I think rebecca did too lol. I pity the fluboes and clars la, have to run forward during do re mi!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah anw, I felt really empty and weird and floaty after it was over. I surprisingly didn't feel emo or high at all, despite screwing up and the fact that the big day we've spent months and months pracing for was over. it was weird I tell you. *squinch* sighh well. that's not a good sign.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;la mer: pardon the weird header. there was seriously this sea of people waiting for us when we came out omg! :D so happy. we thought it would be like *crickets chirping*.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha ok so si rui and sze min appeared and gave me an orange rose! :D lovee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then esther popped out and gave me a BIG white rose. thanks! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we maneuvered our way into the sea (not before rescuing our reeds and putting them safely into reed cases first!) and spotted our directs (up) and we were doing the usual "I see them!" "where!" "there!" "omg yeah I see them!" "ahh I lost them!" "there!" "where!" "look for the tall one!" thing hahaha. and they gave us a big red rose and a small red rose each. :D and they baked brownies! [a heart would be very appropriate to insert here but unfortunately html hates me and doesn't allow the signs on shift above the , and .]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and our directs (down) appeared behind them haha but couldn't seem to catch our attention or something so they passed gloria the stuff. they got flowers! ((: I wish I wasn't that uncaring/ignorant/stupid in sec1 and knew something about giving flowers at cadenza, which I don't even rmb anything of now. *squinch*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then angie, evan, joni, joong theyall whooshed over and gave me an enormous (ok compared to the roses la haha) sunflower! :D love you guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;back to school: ohyeah have I mentioned the absolutely funkayy cargo lifts! :D we were happily standing beside this "wall" talking when suddenly it *DINGed* *BOOSHed* and did some totally cool high tech top security thing and opened HAHAHA. it was a cargo lift and we didn't even know haha! anw. got back to school, packed up stuff, changed to NORMAL UNHEELED COMFORTABLE shoes. whee I love my funky fluorescent orange and pink laces! :D which I forgot to change back during the weekend and almost wore to school today and freaked out at the last min and grabbed my reebok shoes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;dinner: haha batch dinner. wanted section dinner! D: but they were having batch dinner which we MUST NOT interfere with so it's okay haha. (: I took ages to eat my jap rice thingy which I didn't even finish in the end anw. *small squinch* and we camwhored with cat ears haha! and yeah gloria and I did the yujia item thing again. in public! :O then went home looking rather weird in a scottish skirt and holding a bunch of flowers and 2 heavy paperbags.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;10.30+: got home, immediately flopped on the sofa and &lt;s&gt;died&lt;/s&gt; fell asleep. woke up like a little before 12. then I vaguely rmb stumbling to the toilet and bathing and then falling asleep. NOT IN THE TOILET, AFTER BATHING I MEAN. I have no idea why I was so exhausted. actually, come to think of it, I do, but ohwell haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;so ends!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;quotes of the week!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;sze min's blog; this one is so totally awesome and it's about cadenza so I guess it's the most significant:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;"Someone once told me that music is the language of love.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;I do not doubt it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;You know how one song can worm its way to your soul, wrap around it and tug on your memories so gently you feel as though you might cry? Picture this: all around you, beautiful, magnificent music, the rhythm so strong that your heart, completely absorbed into the tempo, moves with it; it beats with the drum, strums with the plucked strings, hums with the high flutes, soars deep into the trombones, sings with the clarinets. It's not gentle, it slams into the soul with such power and force before cradling it sweetly, lightly, with careful hands. It whirls around, taking you by the hands and literally flinging you up into the air, such that for one wild moment, you think that wings would burst from your shoulders and you'd soar-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Sometimes it takes you dancing, with high heels and flouncy gowns, and you just feel like you can dance and dance all night, with incredibly light feet. Hats tipped jauntily to an angle and satin gloves. Champagne bubbles and clouds! The feeling of having fun for the sake of it.&lt;br /&gt;And then the only piece that was so familiar, like a well-thumbed book, well-worn shoes, well-known lover. Only it returns so much more breath-taking, and we reach out for it. It called, and something deep inside us answered, an ancient call. It was almost like watching life blossoming in front of us, emotions overlapping out of the metal instruments, synchronising to form the very essence that makes up our souls. We love it for what it is, awe-inspiring and stunning and at the same time so terrible, pulsing through our minds and vibrating in our cells. For two-half hours we sat there-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;Breathing music. Living music. Swallowing music, knowing it from the inside out, allowing it to run through your veins like molten honey, warm and sweet and golden. No words. This is but the conversation of souls."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;litlitlit omg! :D anw it makes me feel really wonderful reading it that we did manage to capture some hearts, but it also made me feel terrible that our rather screwed up playing is so muchly admired by some.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok now for the sick quotes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;yours truly: &lt;em&gt;"I can't be bothered to resist."&lt;/em&gt; I don't find it remarkably wrong (I get it la duh!) but jess insists it is so haha. what la! I was sick of jess kicking my chair legs for the thousandth time at long john's. :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;sam: &lt;em&gt;"I want to screw xinyi!"&lt;/em&gt; like could it be any more direct! xD she was talking about cadenza presents btw haha. hmm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;julia: &lt;em&gt;"we didn't do it here, we did it there."&lt;/em&gt; zomg this is like wrongwrongwrong, not so obvious but still obviously wrong. haha yeah this is the thing she said abt the syf/cadenza different qing/zhong foyer thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;and THE ONE. the one we saw on the newspaper headline about inflation which I can totally bet most people don't get but somehow or other sam, jess and I get it and jess was like "what kind of books do you read!" and I rebounded the question and there was the innocent look. xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;"fanny, freddie and you"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; zomg. *enormous squinch* I guess you need a good sick vocab as well as imagination for this one. :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;so finally really ends!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;phew right.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1621452441753436806-3061743092064686771?l=yougivemelight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yougivemelight.blogspot.com/feeds/3061743092064686771/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1621452441753436806&amp;postID=3061743092064686771' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1621452441753436806/posts/default/3061743092064686771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1621452441753436806/posts/default/3061743092064686771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yougivemelight.blogspot.com/2008/07/cadenza-xi.html' title='Cadenza XI'/><author><name>pearlyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03477634564968335209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3N1HUp5jiTk/SL1fcPxp_nI/AAAAAAAAAbw/cKYfmpn83hU/S220/Sax+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1621452441753436806.post-1564550758826690046</id><published>2008-07-14T22:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T23:17:04.808+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ROAR!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;PEARLYN CHUA YIJUN STOP BUYING EARRINGS NOW! D&lt; within 1/2 a year or piercing my ears, I have accumulated:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;13 pairs of studs&lt;/strong&gt;, of which 5 are school approved and 2 (which belong to the 5) I don't use&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3 pairs of earsticks&lt;/strong&gt; (the thick kind! not the cheapo ones!), once 5 but lost 1 and gave away 1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7 pairs of star earsticks&lt;/strong&gt;, actually 8 but gave 1 to keyun today&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;1 pair of loops&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4 pairs of pseudo-dangling studs&lt;/strong&gt; (these like dangle but from stud backings)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;2 pairs of dangling ones&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;which makes a grand total of &gt;20! O.o eeks. but I guess it's quite amazing that altogether I spent about 38bucks on them. as in, it's a huge figure alone, but considering how many there are. haha and my most ex is $5. cheapo! somemore my ears are sensitive but ohwell heck. [add] oh and keyun stop buying me earrings too! haha thank you so much for all those but really must abstain! :p at least till next term or next year. [/add]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;and today I saw not bad sneakers, army green (haha well it's close enough to camo print!). they only had huge sizes and one that just barely fit me though. so not sure whether to get. 9.90! which is ok la, hope quality's acceptable. :/ haha will it look weird if I wear lime green and black laces on army green? how bout pink and orange. xD no but serious.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;haha and one more thing. I want cargoes. like a normal plain pair I guess, though camo print is cool! haha we want to wear for whatever wear your own clothes to school event comes next. with hoodie! :D and tie? haha but I bet I won't wear them very often. argh I have non-full length girl cargoes but I have smth against non-full length things. esp if they're neither all the way long nor 3/4. looks like you're wearing smth you grew out of or smth. :/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;acks what is happening to me. STOP BUYING THINGS! &gt;.&lt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1621452441753436806-1564550758826690046?l=yougivemelight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yougivemelight.blogspot.com/feeds/1564550758826690046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1621452441753436806&amp;postID=1564550758826690046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1621452441753436806/posts/default/1564550758826690046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1621452441753436806/posts/default/1564550758826690046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yougivemelight.blogspot.com/2008/07/roar.html' title='ROAR!'/><author><name>pearlyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03477634564968335209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3N1HUp5jiTk/SL1fcPxp_nI/AAAAAAAAAbw/cKYfmpn83hU/S220/Sax+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1621452441753436806.post-3824366017327352116</id><published>2008-07-14T00:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-14T01:23:38.384+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BABOOM</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;pearlyn explodes. you know though, if you actually think about it, I guess it's manageable. like PTs and band pracs, cos we CAN cheong after band peak I guess. BUT THEN you add in 11 dance lessons I have to finish somehow, and my absolute laziness... you know that day I was sitting around moping about our screwed lives and PTs and something *whapped* me and it was like STOP MOPING ABOUT THEM YOU BOBO, DO THEM.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;[random] OMG discussing SS PT draft with sam on msn now and she just typed JAJAJAJAJA at smth I said which I presume to mean HAHAHAHAHA but it's just funny anw. :D [/random]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;anywayy, yeah. but I nver get the willpower to just plonk down, don't move for a couple of hours, and just MUG. I WILL TRY. sighh. ok if I survive this I will reward myself somehow and prob be prepared for whatever the rest of my life throws me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;ok about today. missed cat class. D: which I heard was quite ok. [random] whee I have a gor! :D who I haven't seen for quite long. ): [/random] yeah anw it was cos of my mum's company family day thing. parent company I mean. hong leong. it was at sentosa whee. wasn't really looking fwd to it haha cos like missing cat class and could have spent the time on PTs (yeah like I would have X( couch potato!). ahya but it was ok la I guess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;so tried to scavenge a tan! didn't manage ohman, but read on. did some caricaturist keychain which 1) was very pro and all looked quite like, 2) mine was quite :/, and you put them together, and it tells you that I look very :/! ok nvm. yeah and did some body painting thing. butterfly! it's quite chio, I'll post a pic some other time or smth. yeah anw, it totally slid off like butter the MOMENT it came into contact with soap. D: I was hoping to keep it, it was under my sleeve anw. andandand anw, I have a butterfly tan, like how cool is that! :D which means I did get tan after all! albeit nearly negligibly. X( haha but dot's stripey tan is still unbeatable man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;anw, got a new phone! (that should be the highlight ie beginning of my post, but I guess my priorities are warped and I don't always blog by priority anw haha) nokia 5610 music Xpress. quite chio, they only had red left though, and I'm not exactly a red fan. but okay la. (: it has a slide key specially for music/radio. but have to get used to the keypad spacing la. X/ oh and transferred my stuff over to the new 1gb microSD, kept forgetting that the old one was only like what 128mb! and I had to keep deleting stuff. D: oh and I upgraded to 3G sim. which means had to do triangle sms transfer la. but I only had SUPER little msgs for keeping haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;oh and I accidentally left the whole box of stuff (except the phone itself PHEW) on a seat at the bugis junction macs zomg. freaked out when I got home, dad called macs, they said didn't have, mum brought me to bugis again after evening mass, and like ohmygoodness PRAISE THE LORD they had it! (: alleluia. (or hallelujah) I was like praying super hard that it wasn't completely stolen though I was alrd very grateful that that the phone itself wasn't in it la. yeah anw my mum was like see, so now you must thank me by going shopping with me. tagged around, blabla, looked at a A LOT of earrings! haha and my alrd overflowing earring collection just increased by 4! 4 for $10. and they're all not bad yay. (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;ok SS PT draft argh. I don't see the point of forcing us to do this. though &lt;s&gt;tom&lt;/s&gt; mr lee has been quite nice about it. *scrunch eyes* extention and all. [random] omg I was just going to type dear mr lee in the email and I accidentally typoed dear me OMG HAHA DAMN FUNNY. and, well, appropriate? [/random] yay finally gonna submit. right on dateline! (monday) by 1hr 20min. ZOMG FIVE DAYS TO CADENZA FIVE FIVE ARGH. jiayous all! :/ + (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1621452441753436806-3824366017327352116?l=yougivemelight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yougivemelight.blogspot.com/feeds/3824366017327352116/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1621452441753436806&amp;postID=3824366017327352116' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1621452441753436806/posts/default/3824366017327352116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1621452441753436806/posts/default/3824366017327352116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yougivemelight.blogspot.com/2008/07/baboom.html' title='BABOOM'/><author><name>pearlyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03477634564968335209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3N1HUp5jiTk/SL1fcPxp_nI/AAAAAAAAAbw/cKYfmpn83hU/S220/Sax+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1621452441753436806.post-3820721406725020478</id><published>2008-07-07T23:45:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T00:40:00.987+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Xenon Tetrafluoride</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;sorry about that random title. I mainly on-ed the comp at this weird hour to search for the lewis structure of it online cos my brain is SERIOUSLY in hibernation and I have no thinking ability right now. but when I found it it was so damn easy omg. DX but yay I got to blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;okay the topic statement of this post is:&lt;br /&gt;PEARLYN IS FREAKING STRESSED. haha like there even is a need to mention right. butbutbut this time is like reallyseriouslytotally the stressest I've been in my life.&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;I think. ok let's spend a happy 30min listing down stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;SS PT -&lt;/strong&gt; only have a rough idea, need to refine A LOT, don't even know what the scheme is exactly, haven't found a way to source the people out, rather weak idea, draft due &lt;s&gt;tml&lt;/s&gt; today or smth. but ohwhells.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;chinese PT -&lt;/strong&gt; hahahaha. :/ haven't started AT ALL, haven't even read our topic, but from what I heard from sam it's on plastic surgery. haven't had the time/will to go confirm that, but sam I trust you! (: [though you're like the one who somehow freaked evan and I out at the end of p6 by saying that in rg we start with 7 ccas and drop 1 by 1? xD] anw, shall research sometime soon. *scrunch eyes* [sorry, can't do the smiley if not my html will screw up rmb] research in english and translate right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;maths PT -&lt;/strong&gt; if you can call it a pt? like some exam, one period thing: quadratic functions, quadratic graphs. have I mentioned that my maths is beyond screwed? (and can you believe it I prefer cubic to quadratic la) and ARGH I totally forgot everything abt completing the square. needtomugneedtomug. and it's on WEDNESDAY! which is techinically tml! great. :/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;history PT -&lt;/strong&gt; what? haha we were very barely briefed on it. ahya basically some make a product (I'll do board game I guess) to teach kids what a revolution is or smth. rawr I hate doing physical making stuff. ok not that reports are nicer to do either.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the coming chem PT -&lt;/strong&gt; I hope it's not too demanding sigh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the coming geog PT -&lt;/strong&gt; same.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;and if you realise that that's PTs for ALL the subjects except...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;physics -&lt;/strong&gt; which we've done. yeah the night I didn't sleep one. oh which reminds me to mention that I CANNOT DRAW GRAPHS. I cannot translate displacement into velocity and vice versa. rawr.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;english -&lt;/strong&gt; well, we have a wunnerful SA for this! claps. D: some 3min persuasive speech on a world issue concerning youth. hello, do I look like I can do anything close to what you can call public speaking? andand speech outline due tml. standing ovation. D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;PE? -&lt;/strong&gt; haha this is prob the best thing. just that I suck at digging and setting and whatnot, and the ball just goes totally funky angles, and I can't ever seem to hit it with the flat of my arm. tenderly pats wrist. ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;and now...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;cadenza -&lt;/strong&gt; my standard cannot make it. cannotcannot. AURGH. and my stamina SERIOUSLY cannot make it. I should go increase my pain tolerance by being a unique emo kid and cutting my lip instead. *scrunch eyes* and I NEED TO INDIV NOWNOWNOW.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;cadenza pracs -&lt;/strong&gt; ahh I can't make it for this friday's one! D: stupid grooming la. and nothing against the pracs, but I bet the teachers will be like "oh look LONG holiday!" *sadistic grin* at the APCG week, and bombard us with loads of hw. wow what a long hol. mon tues wed thurs: cadenza prac. fri: cadenza presents+notes+mental preperation. sat: cadenza. sun: church. WOW WHAT A FREE HOLIDAY! I could totally do so much hw! X(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;cadenza tickets -&lt;/strong&gt; I really hope the sales are better! and peixin don't stress over $ and tickets kay! andand debbyoyah and pam! how am I supposed to pass tickets to yall! *scrunch eyes* like pass to some rgp person? wait debby you still live there right?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;grade exams -&lt;/strong&gt; I wantt. argh should I be totally psycho and try grade 5 theory? from like grade 0. world record man. *scrunch eyes* anw it won't make a difference, does it look like I can make it anywhere past grade 5? I'd probably be lucky to make grade 2. :/ aurals ahhh. can some kind soul tell me what it's all about and train me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;not to mention...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dance lessons -&lt;/strong&gt; I have to finish 11 lessons in less than 2 months. by 2 sept specifically. ok now eliminate: normal tues weds because the only intro lessons are during band (and fris if I don't transfer aspen class). 4 mons cos of cooking. most of whatever I can squeeze during APCG cos of cadenza pracs. sats cos there're no intro lessons. suns cos there's cat class. norm thurs (I want street jazz! D:) cos my mum says it's too late to be out. great. what does that leave? I doubt there's even 11.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I guess there's much more but these are just those that popped into my mind first la. can't be bothered to try thinking of everything else killing me. sighhh. someone cheer me up!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;it's be yourself day tml! :D + -.- I bet a lot of ppl are gonna be themselves in sch u. I shall wear jeans with sch shorts underneath and pe shirt with hoodie over cos we have pe rarh. and I don't think we're allowed to wear pe shirt with jeans nor wear pe attire to sch. walao so mafan. so before pe I'll just strip off hoodie and jeans lor. then after pe I'll wear evan and I's jape shirt! (: hmm. black star earrings. black necklace with cross. HAHA I koped the cross from my handphone accessory thing cos it goes! nvm noone has to know that. :D but like none of my mum's nice (or not nice for that matter) cross pendants can fit into the black necklaces I bought. D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;okay. *deep breathing* I shall just go to sleep now (erm or at least go to lie in bed and sms) and go to sch tml and worry then. cool? *scrunch eyes* *rubs eyes after too much scrunching*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Jesus, lover of my soul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Jesus, I will never let You go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;You've taken me from the miry clay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;You set my feet upon the rock&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;Now I know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I love You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I need You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;though my world may fall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I'll never let You go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;my Saviour&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;my closest friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I will worship You&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;until the very end&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1621452441753436806-3820721406725020478?l=yougivemelight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yougivemelight.blogspot.com/feeds/3820721406725020478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1621452441753436806&amp;postID=3820721406725020478' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1621452441753436806/posts/default/3820721406725020478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1621452441753436806/posts/default/3820721406725020478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yougivemelight.blogspot.com/2008/07/xenon-tetrafluoride.html' title='Xenon Tetrafluoride'/><author><name>pearlyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03477634564968335209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3N1HUp5jiTk/SL1fcPxp_nI/AAAAAAAAAbw/cKYfmpn83hU/S220/Sax+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1621452441753436806.post-8106293852419760610</id><published>2008-06-25T20:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T20:40:47.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'>foosh</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I love titling my posts with random words.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;aw crap the guy came and recovered what he could for the comp alrd. NOTHING essential. damn lucky that most of my band/batch/section/sb/triplet pics are on facebook la phew. but all my projects (I hope I don't need them again) and other documents and most of all, all my random stuff that I designed (for like dps and stuff)! D: cries is utter sorrow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;yeah anw just managed to access my comp after like a week of being totally cut off whee. crap I hope my countdown's right, I can't be bothered to check heh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;what I wanted to say long ago but had no access to comp: SCANDALS OMG. like all around me hahaha. why is our church cohort so _! haha I find them (the fake ones) quite amusing whee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;ohyes and WHOO I LOVE MY CAT CLASS. at least those same few la. :D they are going for cadenza as a class outing so whoo I can sell more ticketttttts! ((: sad I can't come for lunch+movie+dinner with yall, but prac+rehearsal+moving starts at like 6+ I think? and there's section (if not then batch) dinner afterwards.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;oh PAMELA AURELIA TAY AND DEBORAH LIN! yall are buying $16 tickets from me rightrightright? :D I've no idea how to pass them to yall actually haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;my chem is screwing up sigh. what 1s(2) 2s(2) 3p(2) whatever? and I still don't get why the graph of ionization energy is funky either. why doesn't it increase constantly? and math is arghh. for quadratic equations la. of which I still owe an assignment. :/ but remainder factor theorem is actually understandable whee! :D partial fractions are still the best and most brainless though haha. even tesselation needs spatial visualisation skills. :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;ohya and whoo I've found smth to wear for confirmation! like a blouse from my mum (with tank inside) and some random skirt that has been, is and will be (except on 13 sept) rotting away in my closet. and I'll prob be borrowing heels from joni haha thanks dear! don't really want to buy anything cos I will end up never ever wearing again so quite wasted la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;whoo my mum has finally allowed contacts! going with her next time she goes. might wear on confirmation haha. eeks I'm still freaked out by horror stories of poking arnd in your eye though. but terence says I look ok with specs hm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;wow what a long post alrd.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;I seriously can't believe it's like, what, 3 weeks to cadenza? we're like how unprepared can. my stamina CANNOT make it. just today felt like dying alrd ouch. [haha today was quite amusing, everyone had like excessive saliva in their instrus. gloria and I had pools and lynn emptied a whole bunch onto her saliva-cloth-that-looks-like-a-polish-cloth.] and farewell is in like 4 weeks? D: I'll really really miss them la. and we're honestly not ready to be top batch. I mean like. ya.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;hm i think I had a lot more things to say. but I'm being chased off for dinner now so. bye! missing everyone in some way or another. ok that's really weird but yeah. argh I've no idea what I'm talking about rarh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1621452441753436806-8106293852419760610?l=yougivemelight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yougivemelight.blogspot.com/feeds/8106293852419760610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1621452441753436806&amp;postID=8106293852419760610' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1621452441753436806/posts/default/8106293852419760610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1621452441753436806/posts/default/8106293852419760610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yougivemelight.blogspot.com/2008/06/foosh.html' title='foosh'/><author><name>pearlyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03477634564968335209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3N1HUp5jiTk/SL1fcPxp_nI/AAAAAAAAAbw/cKYfmpn83hU/S220/Sax+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1621452441753436806.post-9061286067143317111</id><published>2008-06-18T10:30:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-18T11:43:21.769+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wheets</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;haha learnt a new random word! :D okay anw. yesterday was my most productive msn day everrr man! (which means least productive in all other aspects such as hw) yeah I talked to sam (um quite unsuccessfully) about SS PT for like 2.5 hours; talked to gmary for about an hour plus though it was quite stagnant haha; talked to aloy twice, about an hour the first time and 3 hours the second time; talked to terence twice, about 1 hour each; talked to darrell for like 5 hours with some bathing and dinner breaks (and did we talk in the morning too?); talked to shayne for like 4.5 hours with about two short periods of daoing (thinks his RE and my SS PT haha). [edit] oh and omg so much mo qi la! must be some rgri thing. it's 6-1 ah! I'll aim to beat you someday. (haha I bet noone else gets anything nvm) [/edit] whoo not bad right! and I beat my record with 5 simultaneous convos. I know it's not a lot la, but deprived that I am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;haha and I just rmbed smth really random that bev said on the last day of camp. "guys are so lucky, they can rip off their shirt whenever they want. we can't rip off anything. I want to be a guy!" haha. but true la. the camp involved a lot of ripping off shirts! ok fine that sounds exaggerated and wrong. ok like the frozen tee and the green flourwater mixture games. ah and bev! what's your contact! ok nvm we shall ask gmary. (: yeah anw GROUP 8 IS THE BEST GROUP EVER! aloysius beverly darrell gracemary jerrard kelly pearlyn samantha shayne. [haha omg so obsessive it's alphabetical :p] yeah and we shall be the coolest group too: let's have a reunion! like all go for lunch someday or smth haha. after my cat class (well the few enthu ppl in it) went on an outing we became sooo much more bonded la. and shoo other group ppl, don't copy our idea! haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;sigh I MISS CAMP SO MUCH. darrell has been ranting to me about that for like... I lost count alrd la haha. and everyone's msn nick and/or pm have stuff about I miss camp, I love camp, and the lyrics of hillsongs etc. so sweet. (: sighh and today is my last day of hols bah. the lucky rest of the WORLD has like 4 more days. D: and ri has 5 more days! rarh why yall always get more hols than us one. :p ok which means I must not make this a msn-y, blog-y, game-y, facebook-y or anything day and go do hw and PTs and whatnot. sigh the sad life of an rgs girl. ):&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;shout to the Lord, all the earth, let us sing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;power and majesty, praise to the King&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;mountains bow down and the seas will roar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;at the sound of Your name&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sing for joy at the work of Your hands&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;forever I'll love you, forever I'll stand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;nothing compares to the promise I have&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;in You!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1621452441753436806-9061286067143317111?l=yougivemelight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://yougivemelight.blogspot.com/feeds/9061286067143317111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1621452441753436806&amp;postID=9061286067143317111' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1621452441753436806/posts/default/9061286067143317111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1621452441753436806/posts/default/9061286067143317111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://yougivemelight.blogspot.com/2008/06/wheets.html' title='wheets'/><author><name>pearlyn</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/03477634564968335209</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_3N1HUp5jiTk/SL1fcPxp_nI/AAAAAAAAAbw/cKYfmpn83hU/S220/Sax+1.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1621452441753436806.post-6185735094738763953</id><published>2008-06-17T11:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T13:52:32.588+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Confirmation Camp 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;WOAHMYGOSH IT WAS SO GOOD.  I miss it like there's no tomorrow. and it doesn't help that school's starting on thurs and I haven't exactly done, like, what, anything?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;day 1. went there early cos we wanted to play cards but we ended up not doing so anw. yeah anw, got cards and phone past bag check, no body check, no sleeping bag check haha. but ended up not using the cards at all anw. ok so briefing and all, the usual game where they give out random nametags and you've to give the person whose nametag you have and then get into grps, cos they're too lazy to give out nametags themselves haha. like 80smth ppl anw. and I couldn't find my nametag! when everyone else was in their grps alrd I was wandering arnd asking facils and games comm ppl. ok then I finally got to my grp and the facils were damn sad that we were so quiet haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;yeah anw this year the games were SO MUCH better. icebreakers were cool. like the all on a sheet (which got cut down to all girls on a sheet) and flip the sheet. and the caterpillar one where we all have to hold hands and jump to numbered squares. and foot srabble (like chicktionary) where we have letters on our feet, and we cheated cos darrell asked someone for the bonus word haha. and the grab a lemon from a pole with your mouth thing. um then I can't really rmb what was next. some session I think. I'll prob skip blogging abt all the sessions.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;um I think there were games. like the blindfolded watermelon feeding one where darrell ate most of the watermelon and most of the rest was on the floor haha. and the use a knife in your mouth to scrape toothpaste from a balloon one. we were first! those were at grotto. then some lao ying zhuo xiao ji thing which was super screwed where we had to grap paper crosses tied behind ppl and everyone was just anyhow grabbing. and frozen tee! which was like a facil donated a shirt to be frozen in a ziplock bag, then we had to find it and chip off the ice and the facil had to wear it. brr. and they had to strip to wear it lol. we were first for that too! those were at the (super dark) carpark.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;um don't rmb much of the rest haha. oh the bathing facilities were the most awesome of any camp. cos they were brand new and installed just for us haha. and we didn't queue as long cos we went the downstairs toilet which quite few ppl went to for some reason. yeah and sleeping was quite comfortable quite warm cos my sleeping bag's thick ha. managed to successfully on phone whee. and this year they were damn strict abt sleeping, lights out at 11+ and facils walking arnd shooing ppl to sleep. ok but that means we all slept better la hah except those random guys laughing through the night and the girls who were kept awake by that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;day 2. lotsa shuffling and whispering at like 6 (we were supposed to wake up abt 6.30) woke us all up rawr. btw that happened every morning. yeah so morning prayers, sessions, P&amp;amp;Ws (:D). haha I realised that P&amp;amp;W is more fun when we sing nice songs la haha or songs we know at least. shout to the Lord! above all! prince of peace! how great is our God!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;yeah anw day 2 was the gross games day I think. yeah it was. 1st: water bombs. fill plastic bags, throw to each other and catch with our shirts, then the actual bombing. didn't really get wet la haha. 2nd: what I made our batch do during batch chalet that time! but this was worse. stick our faces in flour, get food out with our mouths, and EAT IT! eww. didn't get any unglam shots though! I hope. 3rd: doing 7 elephant spins, sticking our arms in a bucket of like curry powder+leftover rice+sand+sesame oil+soya sauce+I've no idea what else, and fishing out lego pieces to build smth they show us a pic of. 4th: the best one! carry paper cups with holes of water on our heads and dump in a bucket at the other end, and try to get the ping pong balls out with our mouths. haha I finally contributed to one of the grosser parts of a game! if not it's always the guys doing more haha paiseh. 5th: the worst man. ruined my shirt! )): aloysius (facil) was "volunteered" to have some flour+water+green food colouring mixture applied on his back and we had to wipe it off with body parts they called. and I had hair and back! rawr. it didn't come off even after I bathed, and my shirt was like :/. ok the last game, which we missed, was some twister thing where the coloured dots were like paper plates with ketchup and chocolate sauce and whatever haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;ok what a long paragraph haha. hm and 2nd night was prayover. didn't feel anything. ): but I did feel unexplainably awake and gracemary (facil) said they prayed for us to be awake haha. mhmm and we watched passion of Christ before prayover! was tearing slightly. vivienne was laughing, sadistic freak! X/ yupp so sharing, everything. oh dinner was at like 4. -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;day 3. amazing gRace! around serangoon gardens. haha darrell practically knew the whole place, we just followed him around. damn hot! got a bit tanner. haha and walked a damn long. cos we went to the wrong park, so we walked all the way back, then all the way there again cos that was the next station. and stupidly went some long way, though that meant we got free coke haha! yupp only got to 4 out of 8 stations haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;then was the emo part of camp, the session, then the letters from our parents thing, and a lot of ppl were sobbing, and I was tearing. and vivienne was wailing and shayne got so freaked out he comforted her. and quite a few guys cried too so sweet. :') yupp then we went to the parish hall to meet our parents and some of us just burst out crying again. I was really quite touched la cos during prayover I prayed for like my family, like our relationship, and the
