<?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-36151887</id><updated>2012-02-10T22:21:52.731-08:00</updated><category term='Random'/><category term='SYF&apos;09'/><category term='alex watson craze'/><category term='Chelsea'/><category term='Terry'/><category term='Rants'/><category term='Rambles'/><category term='bf'/><category term='Taiwan'/><category term='The Blurbs'/><category term='awesome'/><category term='PW'/><category term='damn'/><category term='DON&apos;T WORRY'/><category term='IT&apos;S NOT A GUY'/><category term='strings'/><category term='yawn'/><category term='London'/><category term='CSB'/><category term='HCSE'/><title type='text'>Desfrute a Vida</title><subtitle type='html'>Desfrute a Vida. Portuguese for 'Enjoy the life'
"I believe in pink. I believe that laughing is the best calorie burner. I believe in kissing, kissing a lot. I believe in being strong when everything seems to be going wrong. I believe that happy girls are the prettiest girls. I believe that tomorrow is another day and I believe in miracles." ~Audrey Hepburn

                           AND I BELIEVE IN CAPS.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolover-thx.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36151887/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolover-thx.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>thxlovesChelsea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12834353004161619190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-n4cqpUm9sX0/Tu739MYawkI/AAAAAAAAAb0/7p-JCouq-xo/s220/27tazf_bigger.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>76</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36151887.post-2251955647919179931</id><published>2012-02-09T07:44:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-10T22:21:52.754-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HCSE'/><title type='text'>A last Bon Voyage</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zOPypwLW1eM/TzYI2ZnqRPI/AAAAAAAAAoc/KO0hHFglJ_8/s1600/427457_10150560958432982_574317981_9140326_1788683340_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zOPypwLW1eM/TzYI2ZnqRPI/AAAAAAAAAoc/KO0hHFglJ_8/s400/427457_10150560958432982_574317981_9140326_1788683340_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;At the airport (Photo from Xu Yue :) )&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Went with HCSE to send off Elissa today. And again, our 2011 batch further diminishes in size as many people had decided to quit for many different saddening reasons at different times of the year :( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was after Elissa had entered the gantry and seeing a few people shedding some tears that I felt a bit of remorse. That I hadn't really tried to talk more to her and now, she's gone for four years or so!:( This is my first time sending someone off and it's not a good feeling. Initially, I thought it would be an easy one, just bye bye, and the world goes on. Nah, it's not that simple after all. When you waved the last goodbye, how you wished time will be reversed and that you could have done something, anything, that would not have made the goodbye such a hard one. Regrets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye bye Elissa, hope you'll have a great time at Australia! It'll not be an easy journey, but I wish you all the best and by the time you're back, you will still be the really nice girl I've always know.:) And perhaps, we'll have a mini heart-to-heart talk on the bus which we occasionally had like last time~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Au revoir~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-6VFWZ1t6fUs/TzTHRFLp1LI/AAAAAAAAAoE/Ysz7E4ofvN8/s640/blogger-image--1841316545.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-6VFWZ1t6fUs/TzTHRFLp1LI/AAAAAAAAAoE/Ysz7E4ofvN8/s320/blogger-image--1841316545.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;OMM's Rach3 with HCSE&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-ONzYIuJO-Ig/TzTHWSWIf2I/AAAAAAAAAoM/y7q988kYIHI/s640/blogger-image-985182753.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="https://lh6.googleusercontent.com/-ONzYIuJO-Ig/TzTHWSWIf2I/AAAAAAAAAoM/y7q988kYIHI/s320/blogger-image-985182753.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our J1 last concert: L'arcenciel (photos both from Elissa ^^)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36151887-2251955647919179931?l=chocolover-thx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolover-thx.blogspot.com/feeds/2251955647919179931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36151887&amp;postID=2251955647919179931' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36151887/posts/default/2251955647919179931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36151887/posts/default/2251955647919179931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolover-thx.blogspot.com/2012/02/last-bon-voyage.html' title='A last Bon Voyage'/><author><name>thxlovesChelsea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12834353004161619190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-n4cqpUm9sX0/Tu739MYawkI/AAAAAAAAAb0/7p-JCouq-xo/s220/27tazf_bigger.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zOPypwLW1eM/TzYI2ZnqRPI/AAAAAAAAAoc/KO0hHFglJ_8/s72-c/427457_10150560958432982_574317981_9140326_1788683340_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36151887.post-522575422308748750</id><published>2012-02-07T02:20:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-10T22:20:13.269-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rambles'/><title type='text'>Everyone's got one</title><content type='html'>My dad said he's gonna get me an iPhone as my birthday present since my contract has ended, and he really did! Yeah, I know it's normal for almost everyone to own one now- businessmen, teachers, hairdressers, cleaners whatever you can think of. But it's by far the most idiot proof phone, compared to SII! (Really considered that too since Samsung is Chelsea's sponsor!) Haha. Android is hard to use though for a tech-idiot like me. I can't even use an iPhone properly. I activated the voice thingo in the middle of Econs lecture when I wanted to send a text. Yup, dumb. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Many kisses to you, pops. Now I can play so many cool games instead of the annoying quadropop. And I can finally use the blogger app instead of the pixelated one on the pad. Okay, that sounds gross. I mean iPad. AHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope the phone doesn't distract me from work since it's The Important Year. HAHA. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall go look for a pretty lil' purple case now~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ps. I accidentally posted it on the sec 4 class blog! (too many blogs to managed) haha. Hope no one saw that. #noobshit&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36151887-522575422308748750?l=chocolover-thx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolover-thx.blogspot.com/feeds/522575422308748750/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36151887&amp;postID=522575422308748750' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36151887/posts/default/522575422308748750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36151887/posts/default/522575422308748750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolover-thx.blogspot.com/2012/02/everyone-got-one.html' title='Everyone&apos;s got one'/><author><name>thxlovesChelsea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12834353004161619190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-n4cqpUm9sX0/Tu739MYawkI/AAAAAAAAAb0/7p-JCouq-xo/s220/27tazf_bigger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36151887.post-1921647636996508527</id><published>2012-01-03T00:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-02T09:17:28.185-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chelsea'/><title type='text'>It's a quarter before 1</title><content type='html'>Lady Antebellum yeah~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank goodness my dad is asleep and I can watch Chelsea vs Wolves live!! But then the channel got suspended:( And while I was searching for a good one, since a lot are shit, Wolves scored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was the fifth time Chelsea lost the lead and I was about to cry (Yes, it's that dramatic. I was worried sick!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, did I say that Ramires' goal was superb? Oh I didn't. Heh. It was good play! Really deserving for him!! (He's like the fastest runner that all the Chelsea players named him in their fantasy 4x100 relay team!) And the celebration was so heartwarming. ^^ The players chased towards the bench for a combined group celebration with AVB. Really adorable, especially Luiz who kept jumping and cheering with his fluffy hair. HA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ai0-4H7zjT4/TwHmeojjHTI/AAAAAAAAAk8/YC2zez4prQU/s1600/chelseavswolves.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="209" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ai0-4H7zjT4/TwHmeojjHTI/AAAAAAAAAk8/YC2zez4prQU/s320/chelseavswolves.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Celebration with the bench!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then that bloody Wolves have to score.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, as always, SUPER FRANK DID IT AGAIN. This is such a traumatic experience for me whenever I watch live stream and to see Lampard save our blushes. But hey, it's a good thing that they win everytime I watch! And when I didn't, they either draw or lose. Damn, this is so stressful and I'm becoming as superstitious as Terry. :/ But this can't last, A levels this year :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But anyway, all thanks to Lampard that I can have a good sleep now. Plentiful kisses for you again, my super Frank!!:) He may be ageing, but he's not yet done!!:) Of course, I plan to see him for many years on, when I finally get to visit Stamford Bridge to tell him I love him (as well as Georgie).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Torres finally get to play the whole game, and I dare say he did pretty well. So proud of him ^^ And Mata, Ramires too. Well, we are slowly regaining back our form!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A not bad match.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444; font-size: 15px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;"Chelsea today against Wolves: 17 shots (7 on target), 84% (494/590) passing, 64.9% possession, 24 crosses, and 3 VERY needed points!" Matthew Alrick Brown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the start of a whole new year. ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36151887-1921647636996508527?l=chocolover-thx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolover-thx.blogspot.com/feeds/1921647636996508527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36151887&amp;postID=1921647636996508527' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36151887/posts/default/1921647636996508527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36151887/posts/default/1921647636996508527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolover-thx.blogspot.com/2012/01/its-quarter-before-1.html' title='It&apos;s a quarter before 1'/><author><name>thxlovesChelsea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12834353004161619190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-n4cqpUm9sX0/Tu739MYawkI/AAAAAAAAAb0/7p-JCouq-xo/s220/27tazf_bigger.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ai0-4H7zjT4/TwHmeojjHTI/AAAAAAAAAk8/YC2zez4prQU/s72-c/chelseavswolves.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36151887.post-1308569899044185234</id><published>2012-01-01T06:41:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-01T06:49:08.442-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chelsea'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='London'/><title type='text'>Changed  (again)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;This wallpaper cool not! Was checking out pretty London photos while looking for a better blogskin. And found this! 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margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MdqIDihpol4/TwBw0ahn2SI/AAAAAAAAAj8/EnJmG6Ly8GI/s1600/tumblr_lvwsb3awHI1r7769mo1_500_thumb.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-MdqIDihpol4/TwBw0ahn2SI/AAAAAAAAAj8/EnJmG6Ly8GI/s320/tumblr_lvwsb3awHI1r7769mo1_500_thumb.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;ME ME ME!!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7OVx4GUVvM0/TwBw1BOPaYI/AAAAAAAAAkI/gtJxG0U6xGg/s1600/tumblr_lw7g777ctJ1r4i4cro1_500_thumb.jpg" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7OVx4GUVvM0/TwBw1BOPaYI/AAAAAAAAAkI/gtJxG0U6xGg/s320/tumblr_lw7g777ctJ1r4i4cro1_500_thumb.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MqwJSKEi48s/TwBw2y93zfI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/FUTDZhgp_2Q/s1600/tumblr_lw9kl1GUcU1r28l90o1_500_thumb.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-MqwJSKEi48s/TwBw2y93zfI/AAAAAAAAAkQ/FUTDZhgp_2Q/s320/tumblr_lw9kl1GUcU1r28l90o1_500_thumb.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pretty cool eh!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-b64JuFuYIYM/TwBw3VRqioI/AAAAAAAAAkU/PRt00Az3Rf8/s1600/tumblr_lwbdv8aZOl1r7s4cjo1_400_thumb.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-b64JuFuYIYM/TwBw3VRqioI/AAAAAAAAAkU/PRt00Az3Rf8/s320/tumblr_lwbdv8aZOl1r7s4cjo1_400_thumb.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gjUEgyooAew/TwBw39zwbzI/AAAAAAAAAkc/vCZK2V-LMsE/s1600/tumblr_lwbx2h5nGR1r1addzo1_500_thumb.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-gjUEgyooAew/TwBw39zwbzI/AAAAAAAAAkc/vCZK2V-LMsE/s320/tumblr_lwbx2h5nGR1r1addzo1_500_thumb.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Whoa, imagine this, walking at this pretty night with Georgie &amp;nbsp;&amp;lt;3&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mgw1ttS2r0A/TwBw4p_tOdI/AAAAAAAAAkk/Td8YQLHB-pY/s1600/tumblr_lwc3cl0gi81r36j8go1_500_thumb.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mgw1ttS2r0A/TwBw4p_tOdI/AAAAAAAAAkk/Td8YQLHB-pY/s320/tumblr_lwc3cl0gi81r36j8go1_500_thumb.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Doodles of all my London loves&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yKzZRxCZ8J0/TwBw47nJGJI/AAAAAAAAAkw/P5JmuVM3dQ8/s1600/wishes.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-yKzZRxCZ8J0/TwBw47nJGJI/AAAAAAAAAkw/P5JmuVM3dQ8/s320/wishes.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;If I could just make a 1000 wishes upon a star, would my London dream come true?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;The pictures damn pretty can! Have been longing to go see London because of Chelsea. Love its vibrant city life and culture, its beautiful and scenic views... and I don't care if it rains often, it beats the humid weather here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love UK lots.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36151887-1308569899044185234?l=chocolover-thx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolover-thx.blogspot.com/feeds/1308569899044185234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36151887&amp;postID=1308569899044185234' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36151887/posts/default/1308569899044185234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36151887/posts/default/1308569899044185234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolover-thx.blogspot.com/2012/01/changed-again.html' title='Changed  (again)'/><author><name>thxlovesChelsea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12834353004161619190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-n4cqpUm9sX0/Tu739MYawkI/AAAAAAAAAb0/7p-JCouq-xo/s220/27tazf_bigger.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sq7RRF6ZntM/TwBwtPDcztI/AAAAAAAAAjI/QcfpvLa9t68/s72-c/x_6624aae0_thumb.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36151887.post-8810731067262564457</id><published>2012-01-01T04:56:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-01T04:57:09.322-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chelsea'/><title type='text'>Can I cry? :'(</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="line-height: 24px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Chelsea, why you do this to me?? :((( Back-to-back draws with average teams, Wigan and Fulham, and worse, NO clean sheets. Every goal against is like a prick in my heart and I begin to feel uneasy about AVB's future. I don't want him to leave just yet, but I'm afraid Roman may lose his patience. I became accustomed to Chelsea experiencing a bad patch during the end of the year and soon after, the manager will be sacked, such as Ancelotti and Scolari, so starting to worry is a habit now.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 24px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 24px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Sigh. To add on, Chelsea lost AT HOME AT HOME AT HOME to Aston Villa yesterday. WTH. Drogba scored a penalty (since Lampard was on the bench :/) and we didn't manage to secure our lead (again) and let them draw, followed by two winning goals. O.M.G. You can just guess how shock (and heart pain) I felt when I saw the full time results. It's the leaky defence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 24px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 24px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;It was worse than Man United's, who let in 6 goals against Man City that time. (This time they lost 3-2 to Blackburn. Similar plight.) We should have made use of this golden chance to at least close up on Man U right! But we didn't.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 24px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="line-height: 24px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;I seriously don't know what's wrong, but my first resolution would be to see Chelsea regain their form, and hopefully, flair as well. (Passive resolutions are allowed right?)&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/36151887-8810731067262564457?l=chocolover-thx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolover-thx.blogspot.com/feeds/8810731067262564457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36151887&amp;postID=8810731067262564457' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36151887/posts/default/8810731067262564457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36151887/posts/default/8810731067262564457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolover-thx.blogspot.com/2012/01/can-i-cry_01.html' title='Can I cry? :&apos;('/><author><name>thxlovesChelsea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12834353004161619190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-n4cqpUm9sX0/Tu739MYawkI/AAAAAAAAAb0/7p-JCouq-xo/s220/27tazf_bigger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36151887.post-6132947784755105452</id><published>2011-12-31T23:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-04T01:59:58.714-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CSB'/><title type='text'>CSBassists ♥</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5F3gPujAjdE/TwQHvVUNEBI/AAAAAAAAAlw/FWOfrE_pMuQ/s1600/bass6.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5F3gPujAjdE/TwQHvVUNEBI/AAAAAAAAAlw/FWOfrE_pMuQ/s640/bass6.jpg" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;CSBassists '07-'11 (Left to right: Me, Hsu Chieh, Hannah, Vanessa and Chong Ning)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;It was CSB's farewell and Vanessa the current SL decides to pon farewell and invited the whole section to East Coast Park instead. Ah so honoured, she invite me too! Haha :P Quite a smart idea since you don't have to wreck your brain to come up with a performance to embarrass yourself! I remember I did Beauty and the Beast for Debbie and the juniors performed some Chelsea match, which they lost to Man U. Don't have to guess what I used the ball for after they finished...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went from Bedok together and one of the tubist junior, Yuky, came too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our bus trip to ECP was spent on catching up. So many things happening at Cedar! As usual, subject combinations are always the worry. Hope Hsu Chieh does well for her O's!!:) And the juniors were making fun of me because I 'broke the trend' of taking Double Science in our section LOL. Quite true, since Sherri, Debbie, Hsu Chieh, Hannah, Vanessa and Sarah are all taking double science. I stick out like a sore thumb (is that the expression?). It's a sad thing that I can't do much for Humanities 'cept for Geography.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We walked past VS on the way and we couldn't figure out the underpass to ECP then, so I suggested going to the VS receptionist and ask, "We're from Cedar, you know Victoria-Cedar Alliance? Tell us the &amp;nbsp;way to ECP." Of course, include flicking of hair. And the juniors said, shut up lah, you wear I &amp;lt;3 HC shirt eh!&lt;br /&gt;Haha, forgotten about that! But we managed to find it in the end. And Vanessa (or it was Hannah?) calls it the underbridge LOL. It looked like some rapists hangout area anyway. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uxVcyPGRWtU/TwQHtgu0NBI/AAAAAAAAAlc/lMYNRJ5cI6s/s1600/bass4.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uxVcyPGRWtU/TwQHtgu0NBI/AAAAAAAAAlc/lMYNRJ5cI6s/s320/bass4.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;At ECP's Macs&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We had lunch at Mac's first since most of us were hungry while waiting for me. (Heh, I was late cos I couldn't find any shirt. Ever woke up in the morning and not having anything to wear? Yeah, it's this exact moment.)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lunch was mainly talking about Cedar's politics, aka the teachers and the principal. HAHA. Turns out that there's a new VP! I wonder how many are there already... The teachers are always our favourite topics since Cedar's ones are really interesting and fun to talk about haha. Plus the juniors received their new timetable and were checking who're their teachers.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cyEF7Eo_2i8/TwQH00gDmUI/AAAAAAAAAmc/qep13RiJPSc/s1600/bass12.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cyEF7Eo_2i8/TwQH00gDmUI/AAAAAAAAAmc/qep13RiJPSc/s400/bass12.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;CSBassists~&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SPf2TqsQMKg/TwQHyJvS7II/AAAAAAAAAl8/1AQQdQQqCnQ/s1600/bass8.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SPf2TqsQMKg/TwQHyJvS7II/AAAAAAAAAl8/1AQQdQQqCnQ/s400/bass8.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hsu Chieh insisted on posing with the vball which I had strongly objected. LOL.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-w30Fb_AvK-w/TwQH7MX9qTI/AAAAAAAAAnc/ShBg-iSbYlc/s1600/bass20.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-w30Fb_AvK-w/TwQH7MX9qTI/AAAAAAAAAnc/ShBg-iSbYlc/s320/bass20.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Taken by the Chong Ning paparazzi company haha.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;The beach outing was really fail. Vanessa brought a volleyball and only Hannah wanted to play, and they gave up after 15 mins. While I taught my noob juniors how to play Tai Di (don't know how to spell it) with Vanessa's retarded Spongebob cards. The two Sec 1 juniors (Chong Ning and Yuky) kept asking what comes after what. I couldn't remember how many times I facepalm-ed myself.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We didn't get to play bridge in the end :(( because everyone got bored of the beach and Hannah badgered us to go Parkway instead.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On the way, we stopped at a basketball court to make good use of the vball. Hannah was damn pro in shooting :O and we played captain's ball, which was damn pathetic since there was only 3 per team LOL. And my team with Hannah and Yuky won! HAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Our last stop @Sogurt which we took a lot of photos cos Hannah kept telling us to camwhore since Chong Ning's camera said ≈800 shots left.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BdJg7w-6B5c/TwQHrz4oy0I/AAAAAAAAAlQ/DhamwTOGp1k/s1600/bass2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BdJg7w-6B5c/TwQHrz4oy0I/AAAAAAAAAlQ/DhamwTOGp1k/s320/bass2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-X93zr1Ev4pY/TwQHuePmPZI/AAAAAAAAAlo/ZKWUuXytEpc/s1600/bass5.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-X93zr1Ev4pY/TwQHuePmPZI/AAAAAAAAAlo/ZKWUuXytEpc/s320/bass5.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pka85gMjU5s/TwQHzhX80KI/AAAAAAAAAmM/TELJsny0th4/s1600/bass10.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pka85gMjU5s/TwQHzhX80KI/AAAAAAAAAmM/TELJsny0th4/s320/bass10.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RTPsOvkfunw/TwQH4ART8aI/AAAAAAAAAm8/4EQFraoAa_Q/s1600/bass16.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RTPsOvkfunw/TwQH4ART8aI/AAAAAAAAAm8/4EQFraoAa_Q/s320/bass16.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;We took turns banging each other HAHA.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PBWMzHJDUSQ/TwQHxOKBGAI/AAAAAAAAAl4/4s1-ZJWO5jw/s1600/bass7.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PBWMzHJDUSQ/TwQHxOKBGAI/AAAAAAAAAl4/4s1-ZJWO5jw/s320/bass7.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our favourite pose: The Single Lady. Paying homage to Ahem, who was our main gossip topic.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2-K5X0lP_WQ/TwQHylW7DxI/AAAAAAAAAmE/QirGwjjpGSg/s1600/bass9.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2-K5X0lP_WQ/TwQHylW7DxI/AAAAAAAAAmE/QirGwjjpGSg/s320/bass9.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Aiyo, Hsu Chieh always cannot keep her eyes opened.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3Jd25n4BVwg/TwQH0WpGajI/AAAAAAAAAmU/LXQ0_GQp30g/s1600/bass11.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3Jd25n4BVwg/TwQH0WpGajI/AAAAAAAAAmU/LXQ0_GQp30g/s320/bass11.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Chong Ning brought her homework here (last week already eh!) and kept asking us to help her do and we can't be bothered as we camwhore HAHA!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Di_NOOqF2OI/TwQH12h6r2I/AAAAAAAAAmk/D2sQu0eUXm8/s1600/bass13.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Di_NOOqF2OI/TwQH12h6r2I/AAAAAAAAAmk/D2sQu0eUXm8/s320/bass13.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Can't remember who were saluting to and Hannah said we're doing the SNSD LOL.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wQArSalBy1w/TwQH2n9UaSI/AAAAAAAAAms/I7W9K7Yt9OY/s1600/bass14.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-wQArSalBy1w/TwQH2n9UaSI/AAAAAAAAAms/I7W9K7Yt9OY/s320/bass14.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hannah is always telling funny stuff and has really retarded expressions. Cannot stop laughing at her :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Hannah said one of her friend saw a really old uncle, with a few teeth missing, riding a bike with a straw hat. And he exclaimed to his mom, "Scarecrow!!" OMG, I almost died laughing. But I forgotten the other epic one. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-p8mrYzsxwv4/TwQH3SqD89I/AAAAAAAAAm0/UAxPDUUVRmE/s1600/bass15.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-p8mrYzsxwv4/TwQH3SqD89I/AAAAAAAAAm0/UAxPDUUVRmE/s320/bass15.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hsu Chieh said the HC shirt was dedicated to her. Pfft. And I posed with one of her love letters HAHA.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ol7Ckpd_U7k/TwQclD8MkBI/AAAAAAAAAns/bm-vndIJVD0/s1600/bass1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Ol7Ckpd_U7k/TwQclD8MkBI/AAAAAAAAAns/bm-vndIJVD0/s320/bass1.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;lt;3&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HWoKGe2cx1c/TwQH44Gf0uI/AAAAAAAAAnE/GQ7ZGAalG8w/s1600/bass17.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HWoKGe2cx1c/TwQH44Gf0uI/AAAAAAAAAnE/GQ7ZGAalG8w/s320/bass17.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;A proper one this time!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hlW6egUyOxk/TwQH5yn_arI/AAAAAAAAAnM/n1L5LB78rUQ/s1600/bass18.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-hlW6egUyOxk/TwQH5yn_arI/AAAAAAAAAnM/n1L5LB78rUQ/s320/bass18.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;:)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-l0yz1Sq6nyY/TwQH6cXpNDI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/eDWzl487RRU/s1600/bass19.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-l0yz1Sq6nyY/TwQH6cXpNDI/AAAAAAAAAnQ/eDWzl487RRU/s320/bass19.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;OH SINGLE LADY~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;The awesome day ended with a concert date with Hsu Chieh (since Grace pangseh-ed me) to Lionel's Phil Youth Concert!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oAqNtWWNTMk/TwQHs7p_oXI/AAAAAAAAAlU/FfCLq4V381I/s1600/bass3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-oAqNtWWNTMk/TwQHs7p_oXI/AAAAAAAAAlU/FfCLq4V381I/s320/bass3.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;11S7A (Me, Lionel, Tianning, Jieyi and Jiawen)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It was pretty good except that the first piece Bolero wasn't that... well, perhaps they weren't warmed up yet! As Ms Sia always said, it's easier to play loud than soft. True. So the soft solos were quite nervous...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But the Shostakovich's Jazz Suite was beautifully played! :D The Waltz No. 2 was damn majestic and awesome :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://2.gvt0.com/vi/mmCnQDUSO4I/0.jpg" height="266" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/mmCnQDUSO4I&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/mmCnQDUSO4I&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://2.gvt0.com/vi/9MY-dpsdrRo/0.jpg" height="266" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/9MY-dpsdrRo&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/9MY-dpsdrRo&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This pretty epic one! LOL-ed when I saw this video. But they were good, pity the guys who have to play the melody though! HAHA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;And they played YIDDISH DANCES!! It was the band seniors' SYF '07 piece and it sounded really good ^^ Plus their encore was great. A really familiar piece but I just can't recall the name!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;All in all, I love this day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36151887-6132947784755105452?l=chocolover-thx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolover-thx.blogspot.com/feeds/6132947784755105452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36151887&amp;postID=6132947784755105452' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36151887/posts/default/6132947784755105452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36151887/posts/default/6132947784755105452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolover-thx.blogspot.com/2011/12/csbassists.html' title='CSBassists ♥'/><author><name>thxlovesChelsea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12834353004161619190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-n4cqpUm9sX0/Tu739MYawkI/AAAAAAAAAb0/7p-JCouq-xo/s220/27tazf_bigger.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5F3gPujAjdE/TwQHvVUNEBI/AAAAAAAAAlw/FWOfrE_pMuQ/s72-c/bass6.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36151887.post-1788407733251200747</id><published>2011-12-28T03:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-02-09T23:30:36.940-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='HCSE'/><title type='text'>Batch outing</title><content type='html'>Strings outing turned out to be really fun, like I've expected. Although it could have been better if I could join the partying at midnight. ._. &amp;nbsp;Oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kailin is a mega blur queen. She made me walked around the Dhoby Ghaut MRT station, looking for possible exits before I finally found them, panting like mad. And she told me, "Dhoby Ghaut is SOO big." Haha, so cute LOL. Then we began our walk to SMU for Mind Cafe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SMU is really big so we were kinda lost while searching for it. We asked some of the students there for directions and one said,"Oh, it WAS there," another said, "I remembered seeing it, you have to walk past the gym." It's as though it's some MOVING castle (like Howl's). Alas, Kailin called the cafe and it turned out that it wasn't even in SMU. LOL. But I seriously remembered seeing a board games cafe when I came here for OG outing...:O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to around POMO to find it next. It was in one of those ulu shophouses. No wonder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The carbonara I've ordered was pretty good (it was part of the $12.50 deal) except that the drink was diluted and the guys were annoyed by their refilling service LOL. We played Bang! which was quite fun and hilarious to see people killing each other off because they don't know each other's role. And Saboteur too! Both were kinda similar since we can't reveal who we are. And En Ying made his motive clear by placing the dead end at the start of the route. We almost died laughing at that one cos the dead end looks damn awkward as the starter route. :D Plus I unintentionally locked Elissa for almost the whole game and she looked a little pissed when she locked me back. Sorry!! :X Opps. Heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7gdrS5F2NJ0/TwBPZl_cJ1I/AAAAAAAAAgA/eJpObXQTvY8/s1600/402716_2982893288334_1142013799_33327517_17799346_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7gdrS5F2NJ0/TwBPZl_cJ1I/AAAAAAAAAgA/eJpObXQTvY8/s320/402716_2982893288334_1142013799_33327517_17799346_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;HCSE at Mind Cafe~ &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;(photo from Jared)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After our 4 hours was up, the guys wanted to go to Zone X at Somerset so the girls tagged along. Haha, didn't know such arcade existed where you just pay 5 bucks to play all the games for an hour. Although the girls got bored and started playing any game to entertain ourselves HAHA. But quite cool though! :) And I met Ming Hui on my way out of *scape! ^^ She's so cute when she went, "ehhh? hii!!" LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To that Woodlands Waterfront next! Everyone was getting tired by then plus the long MRT ride, which was really crowded even though it's off-peak, from Dhoby to Woodlands.:O When we finally reached there, it was close to 9 already! The waterfront is like situated around forests/jungles and an army barracks. No wonder Mas Selamat liked it there ;) But the sea breeze was really nice when we stood facing Malaysia! We've made a ruckus, disturbing the romantic ambience of the couples though. There was once Wen Qi exclaimed randomly, "Eh, if you fall down (into the sea), you won't be able to get up," which we all burst out laughing, and Amber telling us to shout hello to Malaysia, bet the couples are gonna STOMP us next. (Maybe physically too. HAHA.) :X After that craziness, we had casual talks in that really nice atmosphere overlooking the sea. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-S-fXdE1FqSY/TwBPsr9DBfI/AAAAAAAAAgM/2nt21cNBlQY/s1600/377932_224952304247164_100001971890785_479428_2136888980_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-S-fXdE1FqSY/TwBPsr9DBfI/AAAAAAAAAgM/2nt21cNBlQY/s320/377932_224952304247164_100001971890785_479428_2136888980_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;On the bus to the Waterfront! (photo from Amber)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-y5OdLMdL2J4/TwBPtywfvgI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/cap2xVCp7ts/s1600/397367_2982908128705_1142013799_33327563_1020750918_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-y5OdLMdL2J4/TwBPtywfvgI/AAAAAAAAAgQ/cap2xVCp7ts/s320/397367_2982908128705_1142013799_33327563_1020750918_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;HCSE with Malaysia at the back! HAHA (photo from Jared)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We then played some chasing game which Jared has invented and we went to the playground to play 'Crocodile'. We were quite sian when we were caught so we just rested at the 'save zone' pretending we were 'unsaved'. Haha, lazy bum I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NM5HHQJKqEE/TwBQN1bRhDI/AAAAAAAAAgg/scnxzgM6Pp4/s1600/408486_224953500913711_100001971890785_479457_1429087412_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-NM5HHQJKqEE/TwBQN1bRhDI/AAAAAAAAAgg/scnxzgM6Pp4/s320/408486_224953500913711_100001971890785_479457_1429087412_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;With Amber while waiting for the game! It was getting really dark :O (photo from Amber)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there was a sort of adventure park with that webby rope thing which Kailin and I were to afraid to climb. My reason being my baggy shorts HAHA. So we took the short cut- up the rope ladder. And even so, Kailin was trembling and worrying that she'll fall as she climbed. LOL. Finally all of us got up to the tower thingy and frightened the children who were playing there. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was time for me to go home which was pretty late already and could tell that my parents are quite angry. And Jared was so nice to accompany me to the bus stop and hail a taxi for me. Thanks much :) Plus I told my parents the MRT was delayed. :X Opps, a lie, to prevent myself from getting grounded. It's really bad but then my dad's hell when he starts scolding kay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when I reached home, all the mosquito bites from Woodlands were all activated at once. So I woke up a couple of times in the middle of the night to scratch those itches. I got pretty fed up by the third time and gave up sleeping. Heh, what a day :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36151887-1788407733251200747?l=chocolover-thx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolover-thx.blogspot.com/feeds/1788407733251200747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36151887&amp;postID=1788407733251200747' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36151887/posts/default/1788407733251200747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36151887/posts/default/1788407733251200747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolover-thx.blogspot.com/2011/12/batch-outing.html' title='Batch outing'/><author><name>thxlovesChelsea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12834353004161619190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-n4cqpUm9sX0/Tu739MYawkI/AAAAAAAAAb0/7p-JCouq-xo/s220/27tazf_bigger.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7gdrS5F2NJ0/TwBPZl_cJ1I/AAAAAAAAAgA/eJpObXQTvY8/s72-c/402716_2982893288334_1142013799_33327517_17799346_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36151887.post-5839858685125666691</id><published>2011-12-26T18:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-26T18:23:19.468-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='strings'/><title type='text'>Another one</title><content type='html'>Another outing today. This time it's Strings. And it's the most epic one I've ever heard of. Okay, so Mind Cafe isn't bad, I love board games and what's better than slacking (relaxing) and playing with a nicer ambience (I'm a sucker for ambience). But later it gets weirder. Free time in between (?!) and meeting at some water place in Woodlands. Seriously, I couldn't believe it when Jared told me where exactly we're going. The first thought was to find illegal immigrants aka Mas Selamat(s). Then hobo-ing at Changi for a night. LOL, it sounds quite exciting plus there should be lots of angmohs at night, but my mom, in fear of me eloping with any British I see, doesn't allow. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that's the plan of the really queer outing, should be quite enjoyable ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36151887-5839858685125666691?l=chocolover-thx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolover-thx.blogspot.com/feeds/5839858685125666691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36151887&amp;postID=5839858685125666691' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36151887/posts/default/5839858685125666691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36151887/posts/default/5839858685125666691'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolover-thx.blogspot.com/2011/12/another-one.html' title='Another one'/><author><name>thxlovesChelsea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12834353004161619190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-n4cqpUm9sX0/Tu739MYawkI/AAAAAAAAAb0/7p-JCouq-xo/s220/27tazf_bigger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36151887.post-3492185445683965215</id><published>2011-12-25T22:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-01T00:34:48.424-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rambles'/><title type='text'>Passion, where you?</title><content type='html'>Really unclear of what exactly I'm looking forward to and what I'm not. I need to find back the passion for whatever I do, like the one I had for CSB- never missed a day of band despite how boring Wednesdays are when Mr Ong always conducts. He could get me frustrated, there was one time he insisted on repeating Disco Lives till the dance moves were correct. I hate Disco Lives, it's mostly noise. Frustrated, I just dumped my bass and told my juniors I'm escaping to the toilet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess that was the most pissed moment I ever had in band. Even all those countless blisters I've got during SYF while playing Merry Widow, scoldings and Ms Sia calling me weirdo as a joke, those 'military-band-history-so-we-must-march' times, a point when I wanted to quit Band because the leaders scolded me really badly (they were really fierce when I was Sec 1) and the long hours holiday practices from 9-4 didn't deter me from Band. Sometimes I even felt that something was missing when there isn't Band during the holidays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really enjoyed those days though, my section was really close together, making fun of each other's playing, arranging my scores (which I always boasted about my scores being in alphabetical order), listening to Ms Sia's hilarious teasing (although that got the Weirdo nickname stuck in my life), Japan with my seniors and the Double Reeds (aka the Double Section), torturing Margarine, the last Band concert where I proclaimed there's no more band, in tears.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to find it back. This is not helping me at all. Each day as I think about the present, it gets more depressing. I had to turn to the Blurbs, my bf and even my PW mates to hear my rants. So how? It's not that I don't like what I'm doing, but sometimes this little thought comes up in my mind and asked: Why *censored* (censored because I rather hope I've actually not thought of that). I need to get rid of that. Fast. Hope I can discover something worthwhile soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36151887-3492185445683965215?l=chocolover-thx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolover-thx.blogspot.com/feeds/3492185445683965215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36151887&amp;postID=3492185445683965215' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36151887/posts/default/3492185445683965215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36151887/posts/default/3492185445683965215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolover-thx.blogspot.com/2011/12/passion-where-you.html' title='Passion, where you?'/><author><name>thxlovesChelsea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12834353004161619190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-n4cqpUm9sX0/Tu739MYawkI/AAAAAAAAAb0/7p-JCouq-xo/s220/27tazf_bigger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36151887.post-8663433061292631773</id><published>2011-12-22T00:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-25T00:14:32.436-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PW'/><title type='text'>thinkAlike's day out!</title><content type='html'>So we decided to have one more PW &lt;s&gt;meeting&lt;/s&gt; outing! Lionel suggested that we go celebrate Christmas, hence we have this epic day at Marina. We were suppose to play some 'secret Santa' thing where we draw someone's name and get a present for him/her. Well, I misunderstood Lionel's FB message and I thought we were supposed to get the name and prepare the present later. And I went there empty handed until Grace told me. I went, "SHIIIIITTT." Opps. Grace thought it was so funny that she made me tell Jiawen and Lionel, just to embarrass me.:( That sucky straw. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We decided to watch Sherlock Holmes: A Game of Shadow at GV Marina. The movie turned out to be great, although some parts were a bit confusing for Jiawen and I...:X I love Jude Law and I'm beginning to love Robert Downey Jr. too! He reminds me of Rafael Nadal at some parts- charming and charismatic. Sherlock Holmes is an ass sometimes but I loved his British humour. Dr Watson is always awesome and ahhh...cute. JUDE LAW~&lt;br /&gt;The Straw scoffs whenever I go gaga at Jude Law and claims he's balding. Nah, who cares, I love anything British. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus the director's Guy Ritchie! He's famous for being Madonna's ex, but I rather remember him for being a Chelsea fan. Blues forever!:) A talented director, turning Sir Conan Doyle's classic into such an artistic movie. Great job. Music by Hans Zimmer made it even better and loved those British accents~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7wP1mi_EoHs/TvbVffEZA9I/AAAAAAAAAfE/8sf6jQCy77Y/s1600/25122011579.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7wP1mi_EoHs/TvbVffEZA9I/AAAAAAAAAfE/8sf6jQCy77Y/s320/25122011579.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The ticket, its printing's a bit screwed up though. Haha.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Before the movie, we had lunch at Pizza Hut. So while waiting for our meal to be served, I quickly dashed to City Link to get something for the 'secret Santa' game. It took me really long to find a suitable one until I saw Godiva and got that Chocolate Pearls. Hehe. By the time I returned, I was panting heavily. Not bad, I rushed quite fast since the food's still warm. HAHA.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Since we didn't have any EXACT plans except for the movie, we loitered around Marina, talking about random stuff and in between deciding where's our next destination. We chose MBS next. Thank god it didn't start raining until we found a shelter in the late afternoon :D We walked past a free giftwrapping service booth while going to Gong Cha. And we all exclaimed, "Let's wrap Gong Cha!" HAHA. thinkAlike yo~&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We found a shelter just right outside MBS, overlooking some river/sea (not sure if it's Singapore River or Marina Barrage LOL) and it was playing light Christmas music. Kinda apt, since we're exchanging presents. Haha. We drew lots for countless times because we kept drawing ourselves until the XXth time we finally got it right. Then we turned around, backs facing each other in a circle and pass the gifts. It was hilarious cos we were so scared we passed it to the wrong person and kept shoving the present to that correct person. And it turns out that my secret Santa was Grace after Jiawen gave herself away and we began guessing who's who.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Straw gave me a really adorable penguin and a mug! THANKSSS STRAW. And the Straw received a straw bag from Lionel. How ironic. HAHA. And Jiawen got my chocs. :)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TMbLm80-uXM/TvbZNCQTJXI/AAAAAAAAAfY/M1NDw5f45_g/s1600/22122011578.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TMbLm80-uXM/TvbZNCQTJXI/AAAAAAAAAfY/M1NDw5f45_g/s320/22122011578.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Present from Straw &amp;lt;3 So cute right!!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;After that epic session, we just talked about lots of random things - Camps, Aaron Tan and don't know whats- until we realised it was getting late and was dinner time already.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dinner was at Just Acia and we crapped about Pokemon and all those childish games and TV shows we had. Pretty retarded conversation haha.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I dreaded PW as a subject, but it has brought me such an amazing group, where everyone is comfortable with each other and having conversations about ANYTHING was really enjoyable.. Love you guys. :) heeeeeee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36151887-8663433061292631773?l=chocolover-thx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolover-thx.blogspot.com/feeds/8663433061292631773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36151887&amp;postID=8663433061292631773' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36151887/posts/default/8663433061292631773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36151887/posts/default/8663433061292631773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolover-thx.blogspot.com/2011/12/thinkalikes-day-out.html' title='thinkAlike&apos;s day out!'/><author><name>thxlovesChelsea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12834353004161619190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-n4cqpUm9sX0/Tu739MYawkI/AAAAAAAAAb0/7p-JCouq-xo/s220/27tazf_bigger.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7wP1mi_EoHs/TvbVffEZA9I/AAAAAAAAAfE/8sf6jQCy77Y/s72-c/25122011579.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36151887.post-3590905552805765043</id><published>2011-12-21T17:54:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-21T17:55:18.545-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PW'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rambles'/><title type='text'>Recap</title><content type='html'>Woke up early and was reading through the archives of my blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ZOMG, I sounded damn bimbotic and egoistic (like C****N) when I was Sec 2. SHOOOOOTS. &amp;nbsp;(' O ') [small eyes for me yeah.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA. Anyway, I was a pretty obnoxious blogger that time. At least I controlled myself now! It's quite funny to read through my archives and my old diaries (from P6). Marlene and I used to exchange and read each others' and we'll laugh at each other's retarded diary entries. Mine was flooded with cartoons depicting &amp;nbsp;the Girl-with-no-sense-of-balance. :X Hokay, catfights in primary school are common, but Cheryl and Marlene were the 'best-est' friends I've made during my P6 years. (yeah, so the past 5 years in primary school have gone to waste.) We will always be the chiong down and buy food gang. The usual, Marlene and I will buy 3 sets of our fixed menu (Teriyaki chicken noodles on Mon, something on Tues, carrot cake on Wed, fried noodles on Thurs and western on Fri. Not bad, I could remember most of it.) and Cheryl will buy 3 Ice Lemon Tea, which was only 50c for the mega cup. Then we'll go shopping at the bookshop, return to our classroom to hear Cheryl talk non-stop about her Flora Chan. Miss those days. :3 I have lost contact with Cheryl though! :( Maybe she has migrated to Hong Kong, which was her lifelong dream. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, one thing is I have stopped writing everything without the shift keys. Good thing. I hate it when everything is small caps. Annoys me. I don't caps everything too, except for those crazy replies with the Blurbs and bf. I'm improving kay, because my brother showed me an article that caps are rude and he kept telling me to un-cap it. D: But that's how it sounds like in my head! Like when you're excited and you go: ohhh... chelsea's coming to sg... OMFG, that sucks. Should go like this: ZOMG CHELSEA'S COMING TO SG! Yes, that's how it will be if I'm saying out loud. So, deal with it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PW (epic) outing to Sherlock Holmes @ Marina in 2 hours time!! Excited. Plus Lionel wants us to do some lameshit Christmas exchange presents nonsense. HAHA, see what he's gonna come up with.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36151887-3590905552805765043?l=chocolover-thx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolover-thx.blogspot.com/feeds/3590905552805765043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36151887&amp;postID=3590905552805765043' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36151887/posts/default/3590905552805765043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36151887/posts/default/3590905552805765043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolover-thx.blogspot.com/2011/12/recap.html' title='Recap'/><author><name>thxlovesChelsea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12834353004161619190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-n4cqpUm9sX0/Tu739MYawkI/AAAAAAAAAb0/7p-JCouq-xo/s220/27tazf_bigger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36151887.post-2505702683489444682</id><published>2011-12-18T22:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-19T01:39:46.032-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bf'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Blurbs'/><title type='text'>'twas the memory;</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&amp;nbsp;Another one of the many trips to Orchard with bf. (boyfriend, haha, don't be shock when you see this, Kahei. You are more like the guy.) This time we unearthed the neoprints machine at Cathay. And I have to be the pitiful one to scan, and cut the photos. You owe me one, plus ditching me to go shopping today ah!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-f7kjTj5Csdo/Tu7fe9Tq9FI/AAAAAAAAAbA/rve-Gzto5_I/s1600/Untitled2.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-f7kjTj5Csdo/Tu7fe9Tq9FI/AAAAAAAAAbA/rve-Gzto5_I/s320/Untitled2.png" width="316" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LBLOa-Blo1M/Tu7fi_hh5sI/AAAAAAAAAbI/0_4Z9yNoeQY/s1600/Untitled3.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LBLOa-Blo1M/Tu7fi_hh5sI/AAAAAAAAAbI/0_4Z9yNoeQY/s320/Untitled3.png" width="295" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-G96WikQuIzI/Tu7flSxNtgI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/EA8puwI4RNI/s1600/Untitled4.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-G96WikQuIzI/Tu7flSxNtgI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/EA8puwI4RNI/s320/Untitled4.png" width="314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9ODy9rZe4Cg/Tu7ent7LSSI/AAAAAAAAAa4/VOZ48MLLgV8/s1600/Untitled1.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9ODy9rZe4Cg/Tu7ent7LSSI/AAAAAAAAAa4/VOZ48MLLgV8/s320/Untitled1.png" width="295" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some taken with The Blurbs too. But my scanner cut some off and I'm too lazy to scan them again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-B6UsUiadvA0/Tu7ibXjyQQI/AAAAAAAAAbY/3Fq7fqWi8Jo/s1600/Untitled5.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-B6UsUiadvA0/Tu7ibXjyQQI/AAAAAAAAAbY/3Fq7fqWi8Jo/s320/Untitled5.png" width="184" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bUlmmnXCB2c/Tu7ic3pusAI/AAAAAAAAAbg/uBX5QmoA3rw/s1600/Untitled6.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-bUlmmnXCB2c/Tu7ic3pusAI/AAAAAAAAAbg/uBX5QmoA3rw/s320/Untitled6.png" width="184" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36151887-2505702683489444682?l=chocolover-thx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolover-thx.blogspot.com/feeds/2505702683489444682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36151887&amp;postID=2505702683489444682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36151887/posts/default/2505702683489444682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36151887/posts/default/2505702683489444682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolover-thx.blogspot.com/2011/12/twas-memory.html' title='&apos;twas the memory;'/><author><name>thxlovesChelsea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12834353004161619190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-n4cqpUm9sX0/Tu739MYawkI/AAAAAAAAAb0/7p-JCouq-xo/s220/27tazf_bigger.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-f7kjTj5Csdo/Tu7fe9Tq9FI/AAAAAAAAAbA/rve-Gzto5_I/s72-c/Untitled2.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36151887.post-4655130622393394011</id><published>2011-12-18T22:10:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-18T22:29:00.158-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chelsea'/><title type='text'>Bored III</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="tr_bq"&gt;I was exploring the template and I found out that I can select so many cool fonts! Better than boring Arial, which I had been staring at for a year because of PW. Yuck. The font is so much cuter and easier to read.:)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;My blog/journal is now called Desfrute a Vida! Got it from Chelsea's funny man, David Luiz. It's Portuguese for 'Enjoy life'.&amp;nbsp;Such an optimistic and cheery phrase. &amp;lt;3&amp;nbsp;Totally apt for him and I liked that phrase ;) Instead of the cliche French and Latin phrases often seen :)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TYz1Wf08NpU/Tu7OcWA_f9I/AAAAAAAAAY4/t5yTzcVIpP4/s1600/tumblr_lwbusiS0yD1qe75mzo4_250.gif" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TYz1Wf08NpU/Tu7OcWA_f9I/AAAAAAAAAY4/t5yTzcVIpP4/s1600/tumblr_lwbusiS0yD1qe75mzo4_250.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Damn cute can.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444; line-height: 19px;"&gt;“&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;span class="quote" style="margin-top: 0px !important; outline-color: initial; outline-style: none; outline-width: 0px;"&gt;The first word I learned was ‘geezer.’ At first, they’d (Chelsea squad mates) only teach me swear words, but now I’m starting to tell the difference.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444; line-height: 19px;"&gt;”&lt;/span&gt;&amp;nbsp;~David Luiz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-J22l-b3Ewyo/Tu7RswN5PKI/AAAAAAAAAZA/rHXu8M4S8CQ/s1600/tumblr_lw58z0U7rP1qjhr2so1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-J22l-b3Ewyo/Tu7RswN5PKI/AAAAAAAAAZA/rHXu8M4S8CQ/s320/tumblr_lw58z0U7rP1qjhr2so1_500.jpg" width="282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;When he's a cute little kid. He has that cocky face already. HAHA.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;He's really retarded during interviews and made me laugh all the times. His Chelsea magazine interview was hilarious as well. He told the fans to use the same hair cream as him, on the wigs they had bought to imitate him, so as to get the same effect. I almost died laughing. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://2.gvt0.com/vi/84DFLKuoXeo/0.jpg" height="266" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/84DFLKuoXeo&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/84DFLKuoXeo&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;This interview was his first post-match interview. His actions and Torres' and Lampard's reactions were (Y).&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36151887-4655130622393394011?l=chocolover-thx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolover-thx.blogspot.com/feeds/4655130622393394011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36151887&amp;postID=4655130622393394011' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36151887/posts/default/4655130622393394011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36151887/posts/default/4655130622393394011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolover-thx.blogspot.com/2011/12/bored-iii.html' title='Bored III'/><author><name>thxlovesChelsea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12834353004161619190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-n4cqpUm9sX0/Tu739MYawkI/AAAAAAAAAb0/7p-JCouq-xo/s220/27tazf_bigger.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TYz1Wf08NpU/Tu7OcWA_f9I/AAAAAAAAAY4/t5yTzcVIpP4/s72-c/tumblr_lwbusiS0yD1qe75mzo4_250.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36151887.post-8354941131757682360</id><published>2011-12-18T20:07:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-18T20:28:43.232-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='yawn'/><title type='text'>Bored II</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JF5HGOcbBqI/Tu6z9fmC-LI/AAAAAAAAAXw/IXIatuFKHJs/s1600/Untitled.jpg.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JF5HGOcbBqI/Tu6z9fmC-LI/AAAAAAAAAXw/IXIatuFKHJs/s320/Untitled.jpg.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;My town called Stamford Bridge~&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;I'm a sucker for these kind of retarded games. But the graphics and everything makes this game awesome! I &amp;nbsp;can't play temple run, tap tap, angry birds these kind of games, I totally failed at level 1 if there was. So constructing towns are more fun, just enough challenges to keep me going!! And it looked so pretty during Christmas~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Plus I can choose which shops I want!! Starbucks cost 60 green bucks though:( But I got Fred Perry!! Haha. And O Sole Mio, an Italian restaurant, because I love that song.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Been spamming it since the morning again. I love Andrea Bocelli's version. Il Volo's not bad too though! And there's a cute kid called Oleg, imagine singing such a beautiful song when you're 7! Child wonder.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://2.gvt0.com/vi/v1IZHdr23XI/0.jpg" height="266" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/v1IZHdr23XI&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/v1IZHdr23XI&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;object class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://2.gvt0.com/vi/lMgAl0HWl3Y/0.jpg" height="266" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/lMgAl0HWl3Y&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/lMgAl0HWl3Y&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;dd style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0.1em; margin-left: 1.6em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;"Che bella cosa e' na giornata 'e sole&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0.1em; margin-left: 1.6em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;n'aria serena dopo na tempesta!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;dd style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0.1em; margin-left: 1.6em;"&gt;Pe' ll'aria fresca pare già na festa&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;dd style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0.1em; margin-left: 1.6em;"&gt;Che bella cosa e' na giornata 'e sole." The Neapolitan (Napoli, Italy) version&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;dd style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0.1em; margin-left: 1.6em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;"What a beautiful thing is a sunny day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0.1em; margin-left: 1.6em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;The air is serene after a storm,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0.1em; margin-left: 1.6em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;The air is so fresh that it already feels like a celebration.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;dd style="line-height: 1.5em; margin-bottom: 0.1em; margin-left: 1.6em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="-webkit-border-horizontal-spacing: 2px; -webkit-border-vertical-spacing: 2px; font-size: 13px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;What a beautiful thing is a sunny day" Its translation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/dd&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;'Cept that it's a rainy day today. But beautiful song anyway!:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Well, I wasn't exactly bored... I was supposed to be having mugging sessions with my bf right now, but she called me right early in the morning to say she's going shopping. She owes me one. Plus I couldn't get back to sleep. :O yawn. And I don't have the mood to do any homework (again). I need the atmosphere!! Like quiet place with sunlight and pretty furnitures. Haha, that kinda explains why I don't do well for exams eh &amp;gt;:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Gonna upload the neoprints bf and I took eons ago since she kept badgering me to. And printed so much scores in one go!! ≈60 pages. 1812 overture, Mozart's Piano Sonata No. 11 (had so many copies of the the Turkish March but not the first movement!), Rubinstein's Melody in F (It didn't sound difficult but I fainted when I saw the score.), Waltz of the Flowers (finally the complete version!), and Chopin's Funeral March!! Let's see how long my numb pinky can last then...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&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/36151887-2984393779308836233?l=chocolover-thx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolover-thx.blogspot.com/feeds/2984393779308836233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36151887&amp;postID=2984393779308836233' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36151887/posts/default/2984393779308836233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36151887/posts/default/2984393779308836233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolover-thx.blogspot.com/2011/12/blog-post.html' title='MyTown (and I&apos;m seriously bored)'/><author><name>thxlovesChelsea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12834353004161619190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-n4cqpUm9sX0/Tu739MYawkI/AAAAAAAAAb0/7p-JCouq-xo/s220/27tazf_bigger.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JF5HGOcbBqI/Tu6z9fmC-LI/AAAAAAAAAXw/IXIatuFKHJs/s72-c/Untitled.jpg.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36151887.post-3581603907346324652</id><published>2011-12-18T01:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-19T01:40:22.209-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Taiwan'/><title type='text'>Taiwan Day I (Changi-Taoyuan-Keelung)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;While waiting for my bro to eat his (heavy) breakfast at that soup place @T2&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7pv8EYq2ptM/Tu8BwIgmn9I/AAAAAAAAAeA/1qiBhvJLm9I/s1600/TAIWAN+DSCN0143.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7pv8EYq2ptM/Tu8BwIgmn9I/AAAAAAAAAeA/1qiBhvJLm9I/s320/TAIWAN+DSCN0143.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xp2flx6Dkj8/Tu8B4wTfqnI/AAAAAAAAAeI/ctp2RUU6n9w/s1600/TAIWAN+DSCN0142.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-xp2flx6Dkj8/Tu8B4wTfqnI/AAAAAAAAAeI/ctp2RUU6n9w/s320/TAIWAN+DSCN0142.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qTbmqvSZaI4/Tu8CBAahhTI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/36YHXXvOs8c/s1600/TAIWAN+DSCN0141.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qTbmqvSZaI4/Tu8CBAahhTI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/36YHXXvOs8c/s320/TAIWAN+DSCN0141.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_Ho2tZBtVh4/Tu8CJbO8KwI/AAAAAAAAAeY/IbDgMS4T1pA/s1600/TAIWAN+DSCN0140.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_Ho2tZBtVh4/Tu8CJbO8KwI/AAAAAAAAAeY/IbDgMS4T1pA/s320/TAIWAN+DSCN0140.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-auVRLQT-Hww/Tu8CRiKjOVI/AAAAAAAAAeg/iQPOmlFVI2U/s1600/TAIWAN+DSCN0139.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-auVRLQT-Hww/Tu8CRiKjOVI/AAAAAAAAAeg/iQPOmlFVI2U/s320/TAIWAN+DSCN0139.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Look here lah, Mom!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6P7WxbLHrtU/Tu8CZ9RbfHI/AAAAAAAAAeo/6UsMzroYnnI/s1600/TAIWAN+DSCN0138.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6P7WxbLHrtU/Tu8CZ9RbfHI/AAAAAAAAAeo/6UsMzroYnnI/s320/TAIWAN+DSCN0138.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;My mom starts to get fed up with my camera skills. :X&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JX1dPEadfrw/Tu8CgNhhyLI/AAAAAAAAAew/WGqNbXPz7tY/s1600/TAIWAN+DSCN0136.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-JX1dPEadfrw/Tu8CgNhhyLI/AAAAAAAAAew/WGqNbXPz7tY/s320/TAIWAN+DSCN0136.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;With my beats STILL ON before I dropped them at that soup place.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lost my f*cking beats at Changi Airport, stuck without earphones for a bloody week. ARGH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the plane,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FytspT4qMmY/Tu8BUVEWooI/AAAAAAAAAdo/k9bkwMsVtn0/s1600/TAIWAN+DSCN0149.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-FytspT4qMmY/Tu8BUVEWooI/AAAAAAAAAdo/k9bkwMsVtn0/s320/TAIWAN+DSCN0149.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;From the window.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KA02ieodRAY/Tu74lTE3k7I/AAAAAAAAAcg/ywLVPgq9R18/s1600/27112011493.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-KA02ieodRAY/Tu74lTE3k7I/AAAAAAAAAcg/ywLVPgq9R18/s320/27112011493.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;I brought a notebook as a travel journal. But I suck, &amp;nbsp;one entry so far. :X&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;OMG, I was on the same freaking plane as 罗志祥. OMFG. Once in a a lifetime chance and I didn't dare to get his autograph! He was just one curtain away. ARGH. He's my No. 1 Taiwanese idol! Love his shows, like 娱乐百分百，转角遇到爱 and 海派甜心. He's talented in almost everything! Hosting, singing, dancing, acting, drums, imitating and lots more. &amp;lt;3 I can just hyperventilate now! O.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9BJmwGcETls/Tu742BvdORI/AAAAAAAAAdI/-WFOmHDOHi0/s1600/27112011488.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-9BJmwGcETls/Tu742BvdORI/AAAAAAAAAdI/-WFOmHDOHi0/s320/27112011488.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;LUO ZHI XIANG WAS RIGHT BEHIND THE CURTAIN!!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;That was the only cool part of the flight. My first time taking a non-SIA plane since it was included in the tour. I hate tours. That's where all ancient aunties and uncles usually go, kinda annoying.:X This is bad, but I just can't stand all their kiasuness and ancientness. Yeesh :/&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And there's no personal TV in this plane! Just one common TV showing trailers years ago. NOT EVEN A SINGLE MOVIE TO ENTERTAIN ME. No hot air stewards/stewardesses to entertain me too. Except the one behind the curtain &amp;gt;:) OMG once I thought about that, I could just faint.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5QshkUbZhH4/Tu8BBxjbOII/AAAAAAAAAdY/zf5A8eeMjLk/s1600/TAIWAN+DSCN0152.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5QshkUbZhH4/Tu8BBxjbOII/AAAAAAAAAdY/zf5A8eeMjLk/s320/TAIWAN+DSCN0152.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Boring. :O&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jJ76uGpGPUE/Tu74pJ57W1I/AAAAAAAAAco/2xyWD-d3hLY/s1600/27112011492.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jJ76uGpGPUE/Tu74pJ57W1I/AAAAAAAAAco/2xyWD-d3hLY/s320/27112011492.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Gave up and played Pokemon instead.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Another really cool thing is that I'll be in the city (Is that what you call them in Taiwan??) as my juniors! But I guess meeting them in a totally different country is kinda tough. It's really a coincidence that we're going to Taiwan on the same day as the CSB, though they left 7 hours ahead of me.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm really jealous of them! The Japan trip three years ago with CSB was one of the best times I ever had in my time in Cedar. Spending 8 whole days with my awesome section mates, Sherri and Debbie, plus going to 3 different theme parks (Nagashima Spaland, Disneyland and sea), shopping and good food.:) Really miss those days. Oh, and performing with Aichi Meiden. The Japanese people were really friendly and adorable, sad that we didn't have FB accounts that time! And they were really passionate about band. Their performances, especially their all time favourite Deep Purple Medley with all their sleek actions and dances, were absolutely wonderful.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sigh. If only I could join CSB in Taiwan. HAHA, the'll definitely enjoy themselves as a whole band.:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, I just love it when the plane begins to take off. LOL, I don't know why, perhaps it's the adrenaline rush or something. My bro was being a huge suaku over it. He went OMG-ing the whole way when we were ascending.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6n6d4MLSPWY/Tu8BK1B9vAI/AAAAAAAAAdg/J1sJFUGXAfA/s1600/TAIWAN+DSCN0151.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6n6d4MLSPWY/Tu8BK1B9vAI/AAAAAAAAAdg/J1sJFUGXAfA/s320/TAIWAN+DSCN0151.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;With my bro and my sis!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Z5eUFLesefo/Tu8Ck6zD-tI/AAAAAAAAAe4/y8Tr6mvvpOQ/s1600/TAIWAN+DSCN0153.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Z5eUFLesefo/Tu8Ck6zD-tI/AAAAAAAAAe4/y8Tr6mvvpOQ/s320/TAIWAN+DSCN0153.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-A9ag_hs8bI8/Tu7443EWWII/AAAAAAAAAdQ/DTFiaJytwA8/s1600/27112011487.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-A9ag_hs8bI8/Tu7443EWWII/AAAAAAAAAdQ/DTFiaJytwA8/s320/27112011487.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pretty day:)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36151887-3581603907346324652?l=chocolover-thx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolover-thx.blogspot.com/feeds/3581603907346324652/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36151887&amp;postID=3581603907346324652' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36151887/posts/default/3581603907346324652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36151887/posts/default/3581603907346324652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolover-thx.blogspot.com/2011/12/taiwan-day-i-changi-taoyuan-keelung.html' title='Taiwan Day I (Changi-Taoyuan-Keelung)'/><author><name>thxlovesChelsea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12834353004161619190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-n4cqpUm9sX0/Tu739MYawkI/AAAAAAAAAb0/7p-JCouq-xo/s220/27tazf_bigger.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7pv8EYq2ptM/Tu8BwIgmn9I/AAAAAAAAAeA/1qiBhvJLm9I/s72-c/TAIWAN+DSCN0143.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36151887.post-1824672276224160565</id><published>2011-12-14T05:51:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-14T05:51:34.931-08:00</updated><title type='text'>changed!</title><content type='html'>OMG, just found this background on tumblr! (surprise surprise, I actually used tumblr. But, only for pretty photos. Heh.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The waves are really calming and together with the colour, it's really relaxing to look at the artwork~ If only I have that talent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, Bieber boy came to Chelsea. That lucky boy. &amp;gt;:( He claims to be a Chelsea fan. (OHHHHHH~ *wiggles eyebrows*) &amp;nbsp;Who was playing with Barca the other day huh??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He got Torres and Lampard to entertain him!!:( They even joked around and said they played 'Baby' in their locker room. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But Bieber boy plays it big by going up there and say What's up guys? Like Ellen said, punk ass kid. HAHA. Well, at least it boosts Chelsea's popularity in US a little, give Manchester clubs a little shove off the cliff. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://0.gvt0.com/vi/k0SkoI-0jfg/0.jpg"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/k0SkoI-0jfg&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/k0SkoI-0jfg&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_pnsCDFBI_g/TuiocvWbjLI/AAAAAAAAAV8/uCSfzDjGks4/s1600/Bieber+2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="208" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_pnsCDFBI_g/TuiocvWbjLI/AAAAAAAAAV8/uCSfzDjGks4/s320/Bieber+2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Why you look so sian!! You are at freaking Stamford Bridge! Stop acting cool.&amp;gt;:)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-moybhxw2g4s/TuiodKOqDoI/AAAAAAAAAWA/u-zYC2s-pRU/s1600/Bieber.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="208" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-moybhxw2g4s/TuiodKOqDoI/AAAAAAAAAWA/u-zYC2s-pRU/s320/Bieber.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Apparently, he has some skills. That's the way, kid!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36151887-1824672276224160565?l=chocolover-thx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolover-thx.blogspot.com/feeds/1824672276224160565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36151887&amp;postID=1824672276224160565' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36151887/posts/default/1824672276224160565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36151887/posts/default/1824672276224160565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolover-thx.blogspot.com/2011/12/changed.html' title='changed!'/><author><name>thxlovesChelsea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12834353004161619190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-n4cqpUm9sX0/Tu739MYawkI/AAAAAAAAAb0/7p-JCouq-xo/s220/27tazf_bigger.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_pnsCDFBI_g/TuiocvWbjLI/AAAAAAAAAV8/uCSfzDjGks4/s72-c/Bieber+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36151887.post-1043835307498399244</id><published>2011-12-14T03:34:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2012-01-01T00:33:48.239-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rants'/><title type='text'>hey fake.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4QrM1eMYsIs/TuiHxfX0hsI/AAAAAAAAATQ/GoWEnfATPRM/s1600/Barbie.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4QrM1eMYsIs/TuiHxfX0hsI/AAAAAAAAATQ/GoWEnfATPRM/s320/Barbie.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;You're fake. Like a plastic barbie doll. Fake max.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Revealing identity is bad for the person and MY SOUL. All shall be kept confidential, guess for all you want. However, I warn you not to, or you'll end up with a headache like me. ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--2EM6cPfR_A/Tu7xH_lxnQI/AAAAAAAAAbo/zys-Dm-I8h0/s1600/tumblr_lwfv88dhcn1r8yf47o1_1280_thumb.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--2EM6cPfR_A/Tu7xH_lxnQI/AAAAAAAAAbo/zys-Dm-I8h0/s320/tumblr_lwfv88dhcn1r8yf47o1_1280_thumb.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;I need to tell someone badly about this now!! Argh, thank god I'm meeting Kahei and Bimbz tomorrow.:)) All these thinking is wrecking my head.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36151887-1043835307498399244?l=chocolover-thx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolover-thx.blogspot.com/feeds/1043835307498399244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36151887&amp;postID=1043835307498399244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36151887/posts/default/1043835307498399244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36151887/posts/default/1043835307498399244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolover-thx.blogspot.com/2011/12/hey-fake.html' title='hey fake.'/><author><name>thxlovesChelsea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12834353004161619190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-n4cqpUm9sX0/Tu739MYawkI/AAAAAAAAAb0/7p-JCouq-xo/s220/27tazf_bigger.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4QrM1eMYsIs/TuiHxfX0hsI/AAAAAAAAATQ/GoWEnfATPRM/s72-c/Barbie.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36151887.post-7146995298649207728</id><published>2011-12-13T16:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-14T05:34:00.426-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='awesome'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chelsea'/><title type='text'>Up, up and away.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Sigh, the Blogger app is making my life hard for me. I had been wanting to write more entries but it's either I'm stuck on YouTube, no mood, or that my bro is hogging the Mac to play his lame shit Blackshot. It's really annoying cos he hasn't heard of using earphones when he insisted he needs the sound. So I have to withstand all those pew pew pews (Kay, maybe not. It's an ugly gun, not a laser one.) and some annoying woman's voice which kept saying, "A bomb has been planted," or "Mission fail." And now, a high pitch siren is sounding. Argh. Can't he just play maple?! :@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;So I have to use this puny screen to type cos I just don't feel like doing Issues and Ideas. All those AQs and politics? Nah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Anyway, yesterday/today is the MOST AWESOME NIGHT/DAY EVER!! I think it's weird to call 4am day, since it's all dark outside, but midnight sounds wrong since only 0.00 qualifies. Okay whatever, in conclusion, waking up in the middle of my slumber was totally worth it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mPGKr3w1Bss/TuiKbGJI7vI/AAAAAAAAATY/_bq09kp-Mzs/s1600/Chelsea+2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mPGKr3w1Bss/TuiKbGJI7vI/AAAAAAAAATY/_bq09kp-Mzs/s320/Chelsea+2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Done by a tumblr-er (?)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;My sis and I were so worried whether my dad will actually allow us to watch the match at such a weird timeslot. So we targeted our mom, and she agreed!! And my dad just grumbles and said, 不要玩。And we pretended we didn't hear anything. He can't do much if we had already woke up. Our plan was to sleep early, not really though heh, and wake up at 4am. I have to play responsible sis again since my sis simply doesn't want to use her phone as alarm. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;............................&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;I was actually dreaming when my sis whacked me with her blanket from above. (We sleep on a double deck.) She asked was it time yet. Then I murmured no since I couldn't hear Hungarian Rhapsody (yes, I know, I'm a geek and I have a classical music for my ringtone.) in full blast. A few minutes later, I heard it. And guess what, it was the auto-snooze alarm. LOL didn't expect myself not to hear the 4am alarm. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Thank god we woke up a bit later than usual cos we shockingly found out that Balotelli (Man City) drew first blood by scoring within 2 mins. I could have died if I saw the goal. A defense mistake.:( The later minutes were really tense since Man City was playing at an alarming quick pace (hmmm...vivace?? HAHA) and they kept attacking the Matthew Harding stand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;But in the later first half, Chelsea immediately caught up and started attacking with their usual stuff. AND WE FINALLY HAD THE CHANCE!! JT flew a curve ball straight from the defense line straight to Studge at the right attacking flank. It has really accurate. And Studge attempted a cross into the penalty box which found Meireles. He volleyed it in beautifully with a leap. After which, the whole Bridge erupted with choruses and cheers. O. M. G. That feeling is just, wow. And the adrenaline rush which came after. I tried to restrain myself and accidentally punched the chair in excitement. Ouch, and my left fingers are now bruised. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dpaIkmzA1WM/TuiKn9oC8kI/AAAAAAAAATg/f8gzK6HH3Ss/s1600/celebration9.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="241" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dpaIkmzA1WM/TuiKn9oC8kI/AAAAAAAAATg/f8gzK6HH3Ss/s320/celebration9.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Finally a breakthrough! Celebration after Meireles' goal.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AGmr2B4Y0vM/TuiKxsm4NGI/AAAAAAAAATw/sDlF0oA3eS8/s1600/celebration12.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-AGmr2B4Y0vM/TuiKxsm4NGI/AAAAAAAAATw/sDlF0oA3eS8/s400/celebration12.jpg" width="282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Dm_IJAoLUDQ/TuiK2v9WqOI/AAAAAAAAAUc/VyT6VDDO8rE/s1600/celebration18.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Dm_IJAoLUDQ/TuiK2v9WqOI/AAAAAAAAAUc/VyT6VDDO8rE/s320/celebration18.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Thanks Meireles :')&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Man City continued playing dirty. Kompany and Toure deserved two yellows by the time the first half had ended. Kompany was absolutely disgusting when he fouled Mata and slapped him afterwards. Seriously WTF?! Mata was really good with his skills. Two defenders were cornering him at one time while he quickly changed the ball direction, ending up right behind the two twerps' back and dashed behind after. Spanish skills *.* Hopefully it'll be Torres' turn to shine soon! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mZIDSZyldb4/TuiKzjw0tCI/AAAAAAAAAT8/4_qKLo8ti6s/s1600/celebration15.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-mZIDSZyldb4/TuiKzjw0tCI/AAAAAAAAAT8/4_qKLo8ti6s/s320/celebration15.jpg" width="213" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mata shines on the field with his tricks:)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;I think AVB might have treated Chelsea to one of his 'frank discussions' at half-time. And I don't mean a chat with Frank Lampard. ~Iain Macintosh &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Second half was even better. Clichy got himself sent off with two consecutive yellows within the second half. A bit shock though, cos Kompany and Toure are far worse. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;Can someone start running the bath in the City dressing room? I think either Yaya (Toure) or Kompany will be on their way very soon ~Iain Macintosh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;And all Clattenburg gave was free kicks after free kicks. Not exciting. Plus being down to 10 men, Mancini has taken down one striker to compensate their defense. Guess they are satisfied to leave the Bridge with a point. But of course, Chelsea's not! You dumb Italian mule. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;We had lots of really good, as usual, chances. But the City's aerial defense received every attack. Sigh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Finally, AVB subbed in Lampard!!:) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;Bringing Lampard on is a great sub by AVB, with City down to 10 men he will have plenty of space to operate in the centre of the pitch. ~Matthew Alrick Brown. (AGREE)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Within less than 10 mins, Lescott was eager to let Lampsy show his prowess by conceding a penalty through a handball. HELL YEAH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uvGDqxllt_w/TuijonwyVNI/AAAAAAAAAVA/7pbTQNH29Lw/s1600/Lampard+14.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="196" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-uvGDqxllt_w/TuijonwyVNI/AAAAAAAAAVA/7pbTQNH29Lw/s320/Lampard+14.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lampard, the spot kick guru.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-S3RRMkHfL_8/Tuijy-lzpwI/AAAAAAAAAVI/lt5uhbvswkc/s1600/Lampard+10.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-S3RRMkHfL_8/Tuijy-lzpwI/AAAAAAAAAVI/lt5uhbvswkc/s320/Lampard+10.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-voEiQk0MveA/Tuij3T2D2KI/AAAAAAAAAVY/3NB4aqmo1pk/s1600/Lampard+and+Terry+7.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-voEiQk0MveA/Tuij3T2D2KI/AAAAAAAAAVY/3NB4aqmo1pk/s320/Lampard+and+Terry+7.jpg" width="229" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Alst29igDIc/Tuij3-ZbK5I/AAAAAAAAAVc/ZvoJmolZ3Ik/s1600/Lampard+and+Terry+8.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="202" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Alst29igDIc/Tuij3-ZbK5I/AAAAAAAAAVc/ZvoJmolZ3Ik/s320/Lampard+and+Terry+8.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Awww... ;)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Apparently, Mata and Drogba was slated to take it in fear of Lampsy still unconfident after his missed penalty at Newcastle. But he told Mata he's feeling confident and HE SCORED!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DzpwOwIrZus/TuiK0X6mBvI/AAAAAAAAAUA/dxydyfUSGVk/s1600/celebration16.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DzpwOwIrZus/TuiK0X6mBvI/AAAAAAAAAUA/dxydyfUSGVk/s320/celebration16.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Celebration yet again!:))&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;Lampard you f*cking legend. ~Siwhitekent&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Loved the way he celebrated. He kissed the badge and led the cheer at Stamford Bridge!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;Lampard hitting the badge and showing his love for the club to the fans! ~Chelsea Analyst&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;Does he look like a player that wants to leave? No, he doesn't. Frank Lampard is a legend through and through. Legend. ~Frank Lampard twitter fan page&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;I bet even two keepers won't be enough to stop Lampard's rocket spot kick. A definite blast.:) Ha! In your face, Man City. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;If Valencia was a slap in the face (to the media), will AVB call beating Man City a kick in the balls? ~101greatgoals. AHAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Let's see what the media will write this time run eh? We didn't just win, we won against the top ranked team which beaten Man U 6-1 and we ended their consecutive winning streak. Yeah~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_7hYqDUNtu0/TuiKzBFWmSI/AAAAAAAAAT4/p-1pBPBKYDc/s1600/celebration14.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-_7hYqDUNtu0/TuiKzBFWmSI/AAAAAAAAAT4/p-1pBPBKYDc/s1600/celebration14.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Hi-five!!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_xeKSNHmhCQ/TuijzWKrIWI/AAAAAAAAAVM/qW81pDcYzWM/s1600/Lampard+11.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_xeKSNHmhCQ/TuijzWKrIWI/AAAAAAAAAVM/qW81pDcYzWM/s320/Lampard+11.jpg" width="206" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our life saviour!&amp;lt;3&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;I love the Chelsea press box. People line up to shout at me as I work. "stick THAT in your f*cking paper, you (Bad Word). Why, of course. ~Iain Macintosh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6zUviBInXEs/TuiK4oW5cBI/AAAAAAAAAUs/LSmMHE1xFuk/s1600/celebration20.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-6zUviBInXEs/TuiK4oW5cBI/AAAAAAAAAUs/LSmMHE1xFuk/s320/celebration20.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;An old picture! But it shows all the happiness @the Bridge and Georgie is inside too!:)&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZX0LqhnIb3I/TuiK1_A1BmI/AAAAAAAAAUU/MrWSL2RFwCA/s1600/celebration17.png" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="220" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ZX0LqhnIb3I/TuiK1_A1BmI/AAAAAAAAAUU/MrWSL2RFwCA/s320/celebration17.png" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Group huddle at the end of the match.:') Love those lads!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WkvInXcEUqg/TuiKyTSZP8I/AAAAAAAAAT0/iI8Ivvu-kHw/s1600/celebration13.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="232" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WkvInXcEUqg/TuiKyTSZP8I/AAAAAAAAAT0/iI8Ivvu-kHw/s320/celebration13.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Captain Marvel.:) Sexy bod at the back yo (@Ramires) HEH.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Thanks Chelsea, you made my day/night. And now, I'm totally non-functional. Just lazing around doing nothing else. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-u_8SvoismpM/TuigIl_IuSI/AAAAAAAAAU4/0e5nSrsMkWg/s1600/392009_2046133491482_1788764969_1327920_1058909023_n-1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-u_8SvoismpM/TuigIl_IuSI/AAAAAAAAAU4/0e5nSrsMkWg/s400/392009_2046133491482_1788764969_1327920_1058909023_n-1.jpg" width="285" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Awesome photo!^^&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;I shall write about my trip to Taiwan next time (if I have time that is) since I'm too lazy to write in my diary anymore. Plus my atrocious handwriting makes writing an entry a chore and it's better here since I can insert photos! ^^ Great, I'm not doing I&amp;amp;I today, off to Orchard to meet my mom. What's Christmas if I don't make full use of the Christmas sales?? Hehe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;To end off,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;SUPER FRANKIE LAMPARD xx ~Christine Bleakley (Frank Lampard's fiancee)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Let's hope this post won't screw up since I can't scroll up (to check). Hey, this is catchy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&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/36151887-7146995298649207728?l=chocolover-thx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolover-thx.blogspot.com/feeds/7146995298649207728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36151887&amp;postID=7146995298649207728' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36151887/posts/default/7146995298649207728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36151887/posts/default/7146995298649207728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolover-thx.blogspot.com/2011/12/up-up-and-away.html' title='Up, up and away.'/><author><name>thxlovesChelsea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12834353004161619190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-n4cqpUm9sX0/Tu739MYawkI/AAAAAAAAAb0/7p-JCouq-xo/s220/27tazf_bigger.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mPGKr3w1Bss/TuiKbGJI7vI/AAAAAAAAATY/_bq09kp-Mzs/s72-c/Chelsea+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36151887.post-3660737976655836190</id><published>2011-12-05T16:54:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-05T16:54:58.916-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='The Blurbs'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chelsea'/><title type='text'>NERVE WRECKING</title><content type='html'>It's Chelsea's final Champs League group qualifying match tonight. So it's either make or break since Chelsea hasn't managed to secure the max points from the three away matches despite us scoring first.:( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The hard truth: Chelsea has to WIN or DRAW NIL-NIL. But to qualify using a goalless draw, Bayer Leverkusen has to win or draw, which means at least secure a point against Genk. That shouldn't be too difficult. Heh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, luckily it's at home, Stamford Bridge is always the fortress. So fingers cross that I'll wake up and watch the highlights without a heart attack. Can't watch the midnight match cos I have to wake up early tomorrow.:( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;KEEP THE BLUE FLAG FLYING HIGH~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, off to shower to chiong to City Hall for my mini date with Yixuan and Bimbz. And I'm utterly late.:(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36151887-3660737976655836190?l=chocolover-thx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolover-thx.blogspot.com/feeds/3660737976655836190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36151887&amp;postID=3660737976655836190' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36151887/posts/default/3660737976655836190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36151887/posts/default/3660737976655836190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolover-thx.blogspot.com/2011/12/nerve-wrecking.html' title='NERVE WRECKING'/><author><name>thxlovesChelsea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12834353004161619190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-n4cqpUm9sX0/Tu739MYawkI/AAAAAAAAAb0/7p-JCouq-xo/s220/27tazf_bigger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36151887.post-8941653071376481671</id><published>2011-11-13T19:44:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-12-14T06:00:58.571-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PW'/><title type='text'>THE COOLEST PEEDOUBLEYEW GROUP</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Yeap, THE COOLEST PEEDOUBLEYEW GROUP has been our PW group's Facebook name for a year. I daresay we have lived up to that name!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Well, the meetings we had can be considered as slacking where Grace and I will show each other YouTube videos and hot angmoh guys pics, besides insulting each other everytime.;P While Lionel and Jiawen will try to get some work done, or we'll start gossiping as a group about anyone, and anything. Heehee. PW meetings are also costly, with all the mega cups of Starbucks, koi and Gong Cha we had bought, Macs breakfast in the weekends and a sushi platter plus Japanese buffet at Kushinbo. $$$$$ But I love our group, full of retardness attributing from Jiawen and all the silly things we did, but still managed to get the job done as always. I won't miss PW, but I'll miss the awesome meetings we had. We're the coolest PW group, no conflicts, no quarrels, just laughter~ And plenty of outings:) Seriously, we had two celebrations within a week. One at Kushinbo and another one was movie @ Cathay, watching Jiawen's favorite 'Apple' aka 那些年我们一起追的女孩 and lunch at Ding Tai Fung.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;BTW, the movie freaking rocked. Haven't seen a teenage love movie that has made me cry :'( (which Grace totally scoffed at.)&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;The awesome song by 胡夏, didn't really liked him during 星光大道, but now I do!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://1.gvt0.com/vi/HhQY7Um3l0k/0.jpg" height="266" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/HhQY7Um3l0k&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/HhQY7Um3l0k&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;And those lovely quotes from the movie~ Shall not quote here, guess everybody has heard enough of all the quotes. It's That Fantastic!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;WE TOTALLY ROCK~~ ^^ HAHA.:*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&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/36151887-8941653071376481671?l=chocolover-thx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolover-thx.blogspot.com/feeds/8941653071376481671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36151887&amp;postID=8941653071376481671' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36151887/posts/default/8941653071376481671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36151887/posts/default/8941653071376481671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolover-thx.blogspot.com/2011/11/coolest-peedoubleyew-group.html' title='THE COOLEST PEEDOUBLEYEW GROUP'/><author><name>thxlovesChelsea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12834353004161619190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-n4cqpUm9sX0/Tu739MYawkI/AAAAAAAAAb0/7p-JCouq-xo/s220/27tazf_bigger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36151887.post-7441548578796277749</id><published>2011-11-13T19:01:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2011-11-14T23:11:22.744-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rambles'/><title type='text'>Bored ttm</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;My first official week of holidays starts now. But I just can't move my butt off my mom's bed while playing with my dad's iPad. Although it's damn heavy and my arms are double cramping from yesterday's jog plus the previous day's arcade rampage with Grace. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Went to Vivo with Grace on Saturday to watch Tintin! Cos her dad's company had some pretty cool movie screening at GV Max so I kindly accompanied The Straw. Haha. But, as I have constantly repeat myself, GV's popcorn sucks. Compared to the Cathay one we ate the day before. It tasted like STYROFOAM. EWWWW. The movie was great though. I love Captain Haddock (is that how you spell it?). He's really cute.^^ Steven Spielberg and John Williams are like Hayao Miyazaki and Joe Hisaishi: Awesome. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;And after the movie, Grace wanted to show me the pirate ride in the arcade that she's addicted to. So we got a twenty bucks card to play. But then, the kids were hogging the ride, so we decided to play some shooting games. And we chose a retarded gun game called Rambo. Considering that I suck at any adventure game, I was 'trigger' happy, shooting at every single possible moment. My accuracy is as accurate as my predictions on Chelsea predictor. We finished the twenty bucks within half an hour on just one game. But we did save the hostage! By then, our arms were trembling from holding the heavy rifles, it was thrilling though, cos the gun vibrated whenever you fire. Makes you feel like a pro.;) AHAHA. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Yeap, it was a fun day with The Straw.:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Sunday was booked to the max since morning 7am when my bro had the sudden motivation to go for a jog at the stadium. I went with him. It was a pretty good weather to jog, minus the Toa Payoh weirdos. And the lesbians we saw, who spent their whole jog fondling each other. :X &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Then I rushed home for a shower and met my dad and bro for breakfast at the market. Whoa, it has been years since I last ate the Ban Mian. Still tasted as good, but it became more expensive. :( Then I rushed off, again, to meet Kahei and wasted my afternoon helping her with her slides arrangement. Seriously, her group mates are really... Sigh, one loves clipart and all those bling-bling animations, the other loves black background, and another stubborn mule. He was totally WTF?! Kahei told him that his pictures didn't make sense and he insisted on using them. Fine, fine, fine. So I helped Kahei wrote an email to secretly insult him. Hope he gets what I mean. &amp;gt;:(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;I went off for OG dinner at 5. Haven't meet the guys for so long after JH's multiple failed attempts. But then, it was only about one-fifth of OG22 left since everyone has commitments. :( We ate at skinny pizza! Didn't know it was really good... Mozzarella and Bolognese, English Breakfast and that pumpkin thingy which I didn't try and lots of fun and laughter;) Supper was at the gelato shop next to Hershey's! And that gelato woman proclaimed, "Ah Chelsea fan, I wanna serve you! I've seen so many Man U fans today, finally a Chelsea!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Spread the Chelsea love yo~ Hehe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Huiran and Van thought that their gelato (berries, bubblegum and yogurt ) wad too pretty to eat, while Willa and I finished our pistachio, choc and orange way before them. Awesome gelato~~ yeah. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Finally it's home sweet home. Slept late and was woken up by my annoying sis who's going Cambodia for OCIP today. Have fun sis, get yourself a Cam boyfriend and I'll get&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;my Cam (Cambridge) angmoh boyfriend to match yours next time. AHAHA. PEACE AT HOME NOW. AND BOREDOM SINKS IN:@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Some pictures with all the cool apps~ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-p8M5XJqK4NQ/TsCN8d7GpwI/AAAAAAAAASM/wVIHZ7oC6s8/s640/blogger-image--2083556485.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="https://lh4.googleusercontent.com/-p8M5XJqK4NQ/TsCN8d7GpwI/AAAAAAAAASM/wVIHZ7oC6s8/s640/blogger-image--2083556485.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-PUxivbbJkgE/TsCN8xmRYKI/AAAAAAAAASQ/5IJFr2T198g/s640/blogger-image--1673299728.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; 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But I downloaded the iPhone version instead of iPad, so the resolution sucks. Can't use it for long then or else I'll go blind soon. @_@&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36151887-3767411863053296451?l=chocolover-thx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolover-thx.blogspot.com/feeds/3767411863053296451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36151887&amp;postID=3767411863053296451' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36151887/posts/default/3767411863053296451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36151887/posts/default/3767411863053296451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolover-thx.blogspot.com/2011/11/whoa.html' title='Whoa'/><author><name>thxlovesChelsea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12834353004161619190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-n4cqpUm9sX0/Tu739MYawkI/AAAAAAAAAb0/7p-JCouq-xo/s220/27tazf_bigger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36151887.post-6743774319646134051</id><published>2011-11-03T06:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-14T23:12:03.317-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Terry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chelsea'/><title type='text'>The F Bros; known as The Ferdinands</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;That match against our nearest neighbour, Queen Park Rangers, will be one of the worst match that could ever happen to Chelsea. Bosingwa was sent off, followed by Drogba. So we were left with 9 men. And we have a penalty given away by Luiz, which the hosts, sadly, had converted. Amazingly, we kept the scoreline at only 1-0. Kudos to our (hot) manager who was quick enough to change the formation such that Chelsea wouldn't embarrass themselves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;But seriously, ONE-ZERO?! To a new league member. I couldn't believe it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Upon hearing the score, I had insomnia. @.@&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;To add on, Chelsea was fined because they 'failed to discipline their players'. Just because more than four crowded around that bloody referee. He was seriously giving out red cards as though they were 'Support Man U' cards. Sick of all those referees who are biased against Chelsea, and that's a lot of them.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Then the worst. That @#$%^&amp;amp; Anton Ferdinand accused, I should say,&amp;nbsp;Terry of racist comments. He didn't complain about it on the pitch, but it was because SOMEONE told him Terry said something racists. Seriously, don't be a bloody bimbo. I bet he is just living a sad life and this is the most exciting thing that ever could happen to him. Even David James, who's (okay, I'm not being racist here) a Black English, believed that Terry would have nothing better to do than call Anton Ferdinand a black c***. Firstly, Chelsea is a multi-national team with diverse ethnic and racial background (just like Singapore!). Malouda, A.Cole, Anelka, Ramires, Kalou, Drogba, Lukaku, Essien and many more are blacks. Would they ever let the captain off if they ever heard of it? Anton, use your brain, if you have any. And that bloody hell Rio Ferdinand just had to add oil to the fire. He claimed that Terry would have made that comment. Whoa, he was in Manchester while Terry was in London. Does he have mega receiver ears or something like that? It's really hurting to make such &amp;nbsp;stupid assumptions. He's just jealous Terry is more capable than him and won his captaincy from Rio.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Oh, that reminds me, to unfollow Rio on twitter. I'm really disgusted with him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;So Terry's future of being the England captain is dark (no pun intended) and bleak, all because of the two bimbotic F bros' stupid assumptions. Terry is innocent unless proven guilty. Anyway, if I call them bimbos, does that mean I'm a sexist? The two wimps should just go back to primary school and learn the art of keeping their mouth shout to concentrate on their football skills, or their lack of.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;I'm not biased towards Terry, but I trust that he wouldn't have said something racist, and even if he did, it shouldn't be intentional and just a friendly banter. We do insult our friends in a friendly and non-offending way, don't we?&amp;nbsp;&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/36151887-6743774319646134051?l=chocolover-thx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolover-thx.blogspot.com/feeds/6743774319646134051/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36151887&amp;postID=6743774319646134051' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36151887/posts/default/6743774319646134051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36151887/posts/default/6743774319646134051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolover-thx.blogspot.com/2011/11/f-bros-known-as-ferdinands.html' title='The F Bros; known as The Ferdinands'/><author><name>thxlovesChelsea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12834353004161619190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-n4cqpUm9sX0/Tu739MYawkI/AAAAAAAAAb0/7p-JCouq-xo/s220/27tazf_bigger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36151887.post-7798077303494147677</id><published>2011-11-01T06:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-14T23:12:31.772-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chelsea'/><title type='text'>Hell Yeah</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Many things had happened since I last posted... Like Super Frank has finally proven all his haters (they should not even exist at all) wrong by scoring an awesome hat trick against Bolton, together with Sturridge's brace. Although there wasn't any clean sheet since like eons ago, I still feel the same old adrenaline rush whenever Chelsea's at their best. I know they are going to reach their peak in no time. Just wait, Man U suckers. Love the way Lampard celebrated his hat trick.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7UX09YpPFho/Tq_sJR67qWI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/3rowiUWCdcg/s1600/celebration3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="237" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7UX09YpPFho/Tq_sJR67qWI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/3rowiUWCdcg/s320/celebration3.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;That's three up yours to the critics.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444; font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: 15px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;"Lampard has just stuck his middle finger up to all his haters! Never write him off trust me,from a young midfielder he is top class trust me" Jack Wilshere&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444; font-family: Arial, 'Helvetica Neue', sans-serif; font-size: 15px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rrCaBs1i9LE/Tq_sKrxJSLI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/6rum7lwmJd8/s1600/celebration2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="200" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rrCaBs1i9LE/Tq_sKrxJSLI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/6rum7lwmJd8/s320/celebration2.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Celebration :')&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AJRN4zjKM90/Tq_sNHCntPI/AAAAAAAAARE/0rCXqNuODuM/s1600/celebration1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-AJRN4zjKM90/Tq_sNHCntPI/AAAAAAAAARE/0rCXqNuODuM/s320/celebration1.jpg" width="219" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Love Chelsea's team spirit&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;No one can write off Lampard and they definitely won't dare to. Inconsistent? Mediocre? You were all proven wrong that night. And Lampard continued to prove his naysayers wrong. Goal against Arsenal last weekend and many more. He may be older than his 20 plus years self, but old doesn't mean deproving. Lampard has the tenacity and the perseverance to carry on for many years later. You just wait and see. Who was the one, when criticised as being big-sized, went jogging every evening after training? Lampsy. Who was the one, that had captained/ vice-captained Chelsea, turning Chelsea into a team-orientated club together with his best buddy Terry? Lampsy. And who was one of the top scoring and has the most assists as a midfielder of all time? Lampsy. So shut up and wait. Same for those who think that Chelsea is a noveau-riche club. We will prove you wrong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444; font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace; font-size: 15px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;"Remember one thing.....Form is temporary and class is permanent!" Jack Wilshere&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;Couldn't help but agree with Arsenal's Jack Wilshere. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote class="tr_bq"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #444444; font-family: Arial, 'Helvetica Neue', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 15px; line-height: 19px;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36151887-7798077303494147677?l=chocolover-thx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolover-thx.blogspot.com/feeds/7798077303494147677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36151887&amp;postID=7798077303494147677' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36151887/posts/default/7798077303494147677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36151887/posts/default/7798077303494147677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolover-thx.blogspot.com/2011/11/hell-yeah.html' title='Hell Yeah'/><author><name>thxlovesChelsea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12834353004161619190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-n4cqpUm9sX0/Tu739MYawkI/AAAAAAAAAb0/7p-JCouq-xo/s220/27tazf_bigger.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7UX09YpPFho/Tq_sJR67qWI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/3rowiUWCdcg/s72-c/celebration3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36151887.post-4926665858065690263</id><published>2011-11-01T03:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-11-01T03:14:12.365-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PW'/><title type='text'>A series of (many, many, many) unfortunate events</title><content type='html'>This is kinda retarded. Written Report final submission was last Friday and Murphy's Law was never that rampant before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our group was one of the earliest to get all our chapters format nicely done up with headers and all, and I, as the final editor, had spent countless late nights arranging everything. (It was hell dealing with the temperamental Microsoft Word. Handling MS Word can be one of my few skills in my future resume, I swear.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then, one week before, our anal (in a joking way) commander Lionel decides that ALL our links are unclear and he started panicking. So we split up into pairs to edit half of the WR each. Since Jiawen and Lionel are the better 'linkers', they were tasked to do Chapter 1-3 while Grace and I will do 4-6 which are mainly images-related.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when it's Grace and me, we approve of almost anything. After I had finished editing, I showed it to Grace and she was like, "Scroll...scroll...scroll" and within half an hour, we had finalised our edited chapters while the Anals, okay, a positve word: Perfectionist (because my group has the most awesome members. Minus Grace the Straw. HAHA.), are still at CHAPTER ONE. So we spent our weekend doing up Chapter One.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strange enough, we still couldn't finish it by Tuesday, which was the deadline I had setted so that I can use the shiny printer aka laser printer to print. But NO, we couldn't get it done even when we stay up till midnight plus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday was Deepavali, so we went over to Lionel's house to finish up WR (hopefully) and prepare for OP since our first rehearsal was on the next day. Then the Perfectos decided we should show it to some of our friends to see if we had established our links clearly. So I said we HAVE to get it done by 5pm tomorrow to use the shiny printer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here comes the final epic day:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end, I was the only one present on Thursday. LOL. Turns out all of them had diarrhea because they ate chicken rice yesterday while I ate duck rice. Retarded much. So they tried to finish up the WR with the remaining time before I rush home to do the final formatting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I reached home, they were only half done with the whole WR. So I just adjusted the format and bibliography and all. Then after Lionel sent me the 'final' WR, he disappeared. So did Grace. Jiawen and I were in urgent need of their help, be it final editing or photoshop. We panicked like SHIT, trying all ways to contact them but we didn't have their house numbers. We suspected they were kidnapped at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LO and behold, they appeared about two hours later and coincidentally they said they were too tired and fell asleep on their sofas. HAHA, thinkAlike much (our group's name).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Jiawen decides to request her mom to help us print instead since I couldn't anymore. We only finalised our WR by 9. So we sent it over and realise the file was too big, so we split it separately. And it took us 30 mins to figure out how. After that, Jiawen told us some of the text boxes disappeared, so we have to resend it again. Lionel decided to print an extra copy just in case. Then he started panicking because he thought that the margin was too close to the edge if we holepunch it later. So we have to arrange the margin again. By the time we have calmed down and printed out the WR, it was already close to 1 am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next morning, Jiawen said that our logo was inconsistant in size and The Perfectos decided to adjust the margins and reprint in the library. ZOMG. Thank god we had 2.5 hours to do that. But the library printer was not as good, so Lionel decided to call his dad to print it for us and send it over in the afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I spent the whole afternoon scaring The Perfectos. I said I didn't have my thumbdrive, coverpages, CDs and lots of things to scare them and they'll start panicking. OMG, it was really funny to watch them get stressed up especially when Lionel started grabbing his hair. HAHA. That was kinda sadistic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND FINALLY, we filed in our FINAL WR by PW lesson. PHEW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here it is!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xTZLXscYVZA/Tq_B7J8_QSI/AAAAAAAAAQM/IVPlb8C0a9o/s1600/28102011466.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xTZLXscYVZA/Tq_B7J8_QSI/AAAAAAAAAQM/IVPlb8C0a9o/s320/28102011466.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The WR under a not-so-glam lighting D:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0E1aGDEtfQA/Tq_CvCfkBzI/AAAAAAAAAQU/QX1OqhO_f7k/s1600/28102011467.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-0E1aGDEtfQA/Tq_CvCfkBzI/AAAAAAAAAQU/QX1OqhO_f7k/s320/28102011467.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Too bad the really pretty cover page can't be seen here.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the end, we had about 8 copies of spoilt WRs to burnt. But we decided against it, and chucked them into the recycle bin because Grace refused to bring it home to use it for Math workings. HAHA, we just insult each other everyday. Love-hate relationship.:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Many down, left with OP. thinkAlike~:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vvwZNdyQcb8/Tq_F_JMGMfI/AAAAAAAAAQs/PsDzmIK3YV0/s1600/210585_1998284600487_1344665011_2364109_1763921_o.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="180" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-vvwZNdyQcb8/Tq_F_JMGMfI/AAAAAAAAAQs/PsDzmIK3YV0/s320/210585_1998284600487_1344665011_2364109_1763921_o.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our very first group meeting at Starbucks!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0x17Av6IcVc/Tq_F-N2xlEI/AAAAAAAAAQk/BtsPtgHDXJI/s1600/271596_2245325176347_1344665011_2662639_1781425_o.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0x17Av6IcVc/Tq_F-N2xlEI/AAAAAAAAAQk/BtsPtgHDXJI/s320/271596_2245325176347_1344665011_2662639_1781425_o.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The multi-functional photo which was supposed to have our names or anything on the foolscap.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pTumB_GhkJg/Tq_FVG5gCSI/AAAAAAAAAQc/Wt2Y2YcFpu4/s1600/272444_2275384567813_1344665011_2699896_3488543_o.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-pTumB_GhkJg/Tq_FVG5gCSI/AAAAAAAAAQc/Wt2Y2YcFpu4/s320/272444_2275384567813_1344665011_2699896_3488543_o.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our meeting with the Diabetic Society of Singapore which we didn't even mention in our WR. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36151887-4926665858065690263?l=chocolover-thx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolover-thx.blogspot.com/feeds/4926665858065690263/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36151887&amp;postID=4926665858065690263' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36151887/posts/default/4926665858065690263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36151887/posts/default/4926665858065690263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolover-thx.blogspot.com/2011/11/series-of-many-many-many-unfortunate.html' title='A series of (many, many, many) unfortunate events'/><author><name>thxlovesChelsea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12834353004161619190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-n4cqpUm9sX0/Tu739MYawkI/AAAAAAAAAb0/7p-JCouq-xo/s220/27tazf_bigger.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-xTZLXscYVZA/Tq_B7J8_QSI/AAAAAAAAAQM/IVPlb8C0a9o/s72-c/28102011466.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36151887.post-7424253362194459452</id><published>2011-08-17T07:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-17T07:58:17.546-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chelsea'/><title type='text'>the start of season</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jj2yavlU5Rk/TkvW2lECzdI/AAAAAAAAANA/ocz6DQzn1JU/s1600/0%252C%252C10268%257E9889180%252C00.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="194" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jj2yavlU5Rk/TkvW2lECzdI/AAAAAAAAANA/ocz6DQzn1JU/s320/0%252C%252C10268%257E9889180%252C00.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Don't know what Torres is doing here... Chelsea FC posted all the unglam pics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;OMG WTF How can they do this to me?? On the first day, all Chelsea got was a one point. ONE point. When Man U let in ONE goal and we got two points lesser. Unfair. At least we've got the clean sheet. And AVB is looking hot, my Torres is looking sharp and he's really improving tremendously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now comes the joke. Mikel's Papa got kidnapped. LOLOLOL. This is damn evil, but I couldn't control my laughter. HEH. Apparently he has received a call from the kidnapper already. The price of being famous. They better not kidnap my Georgie though...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36151887-7424253362194459452?l=chocolover-thx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolover-thx.blogspot.com/feeds/7424253362194459452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36151887&amp;postID=7424253362194459452' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36151887/posts/default/7424253362194459452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36151887/posts/default/7424253362194459452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolover-thx.blogspot.com/2011/08/start-of-season.html' title='the start of season'/><author><name>thxlovesChelsea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12834353004161619190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-n4cqpUm9sX0/Tu739MYawkI/AAAAAAAAAb0/7p-JCouq-xo/s220/27tazf_bigger.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jj2yavlU5Rk/TkvW2lECzdI/AAAAAAAAANA/ocz6DQzn1JU/s72-c/0%252C%252C10268%257E9889180%252C00.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36151887.post-8273645440130124181</id><published>2011-08-11T05:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-11T05:03:36.694-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='damn'/><title type='text'>Gosh</title><content type='html'>My stupid itchy fingers just went to press the new template thingy. And I got this screwed up thing. OMG how dumb. Will do something to it soon...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36151887-8273645440130124181?l=chocolover-thx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolover-thx.blogspot.com/feeds/8273645440130124181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36151887&amp;postID=8273645440130124181' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36151887/posts/default/8273645440130124181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36151887/posts/default/8273645440130124181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolover-thx.blogspot.com/2011/08/gosh.html' title='Gosh'/><author><name>thxlovesChelsea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12834353004161619190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-n4cqpUm9sX0/Tu739MYawkI/AAAAAAAAAb0/7p-JCouq-xo/s220/27tazf_bigger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36151887.post-1640374051645349356</id><published>2011-08-08T07:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-08T07:19:42.776-07:00</updated><title type='text'>reliving cedar's community singing</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;The National Day songs worth listening to. 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IT WAS DAMN BORING. We just sat there, under the warm stuffy pasar-malam tents thingy, and clap at times... There wasn't even much cheering. Talk about Fac spirit. Sports Day in Cedar was even exciting although it was &lt;i&gt;raining&lt;/i&gt; like hell last year. Plus even if I didn't join cheerleading, joining my friends at the grand stand beats a minute under that pasar-malam terraces. Cheer was damn fun last time. All the effort and time we put in to prepare for the big day and all the crazy stuff we did! The video is still on Youtube! ZOMG. And it was the exact version that has the sudden disappearance to the HDB flats of Toa Payoh. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://2.gvt0.com/vi/CShcaOWyVxY/0.jpg" height="266" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/CShcaOWyVxY&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/CShcaOWyVxY&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, back to boring. So Sports Day was Boring. And National Day celebrations as well. I quite like the outdoor part though. CSB never did anything astonishing like the military band formations and stuff. Always the same songs and marches for every commands. LOL. But it was fun playing all those National Day songs with Band! Then there was these cute lil' NCC boys who are really short and march with really huge steps. AHAHA. And the epic moment when the scouts whip out their horns. Everyone just stared at them. And they continued playing even when they left the field. Damn funnehhhhhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it was the indoors part. Cedar's indoor was always the best part. Human trains around the hall as we sing every national day song out loud, heck care whether we're in tune or not (but we're mostly close), and laughing at all the perfomance, swaying along to all the songs, always requesting for 'Where I Belong', dancing along with 'Reach Out for the Skies', breaking our voice in 'What do you see?'. All the good memories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here in Hwa Chong, they get a male choir member to hog the mike and block out his whole choir with his low monotone voice, and his out-of-sync dance moves. SERIOUSLY. All of us were like, shut that bloody mike up. And he spoilt the whole Where I Belong song by LALALA-ing so loudly. THIS IS EQUIVALENT TO PLAYING YOUR LEFT HAND PARTS LOUDER THAN YOUR RIGHT HAND PARTS ON PIANO. ANNOYING TTM. Plus his LALALAs weren't actually harmonising. At least Cedar could sing without the overpowering background music (or overpowering low voice). Okay, I was being quite evil, but he tortured my ears. So we tried to stand up and singalong. YenYi even told us to jump like what we did in Cedar. But everyone in the hall was anticlimax. Soon, we were only the few left standing. And we gave up trying to bring some high-ness to National Day. A really uneventful one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Most of my life was left in Cedar, I guess.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank god The Blurbs and I have an outing at Orchard. &amp;lt;3. We were just lazing around and doing nothing in exact. We took neoprints though! But the better machine was down so we used the eye-enlarger one. It was amusing. Some photos have only one of my eye enlarged, same for Yixuan. And Brenda's looked huge, like some eager Japanese girl. LOL. In the end I covered my big-and-small eyes with sunglasses that Brenda said resembled a housefly. HAHA. After that we went Cold Rock this time round as Brenda and I sneaked in waffles from Marvelous Cream. LOL. And we talk till it was time to go home.:) Love you guys.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36151887-6719562017278429940?l=chocolover-thx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolover-thx.blogspot.com/feeds/6719562017278429940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36151887&amp;postID=6719562017278429940' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36151887/posts/default/6719562017278429940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36151887/posts/default/6719562017278429940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolover-thx.blogspot.com/2011/08/i-officially-miss-cedar.html' title='I OFFICIALLY MISS CEDAR'/><author><name>thxlovesChelsea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12834353004161619190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-n4cqpUm9sX0/Tu739MYawkI/AAAAAAAAAb0/7p-JCouq-xo/s220/27tazf_bigger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36151887.post-4091669715863251587</id><published>2011-08-04T04:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-08-04T04:15:58.831-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='DON&apos;T WORRY'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='IT&apos;S NOT A GUY'/><title type='text'>DAMN</title><content type='html'>Let x be FUCK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I x-ing saw you that day, but i x-ing kept quiet. From my point of view, I simply can't come up with a reason to x-ing cover you up. I hope you x-ing know that I knew. I no longer thought of you as being that nice anymore. I was conned. Just x off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;gt;:(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36151887-4091669715863251587?l=chocolover-thx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolover-thx.blogspot.com/feeds/4091669715863251587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36151887&amp;postID=4091669715863251587' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36151887/posts/default/4091669715863251587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36151887/posts/default/4091669715863251587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolover-thx.blogspot.com/2011/08/damn.html' title='DAMN'/><author><name>thxlovesChelsea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12834353004161619190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-n4cqpUm9sX0/Tu739MYawkI/AAAAAAAAAb0/7p-JCouq-xo/s220/27tazf_bigger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36151887.post-4389739151107793956</id><published>2011-07-31T07:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-31T07:50:50.321-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='alex watson craze'/><title type='text'>WHY IN THE HELL IS</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="background-attachment: initial; background-clip: initial; background-color: white; background-image: url(http://assets.tumblr.com/images/input_bg.gif); background-origin: initial; background-position: 50% 0%; background-repeat: repeat no-repeat; color: black; font-family: 'Lucida Grande', Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px; font-weight: normal; line-height: 1.4; margin-bottom: 8px; margin-left: 12px; margin-right: 12px; margin-top: 8px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;#1 ALEX WATSON SO FRIGGING HOT AND CUTE?&lt;br /&gt;#2 HE A YEAR OLDER THAN ME AND THAT MEANS I HAVE TO SEE HIM HAVE A GF ABOUT MY AGE?&lt;br /&gt;#3 HE LIVING IN UK WITH CHELSEA AND I'M STUCK IN SINGAPORE.&lt;br /&gt;#4 MY FINGER STILL NUMB?&lt;br /&gt;#5 THAT I HAVE CHEM LEC TEST TOMORROW AND I'M STILL TUMBLR-ING ALL THE ALEX PHOTOS?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mmomFz2faVg/TjVrbWIb-pI/AAAAAAAAAMY/mpw7g7aHki4/s1600/FUAY0s4r1qsv5sq6F9jw2idso1_500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mmomFz2faVg/TjVrbWIb-pI/AAAAAAAAAMY/mpw7g7aHki4/s320/FUAY0s4r1qsv5sq6F9jw2idso1_500.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36151887-4389739151107793956?l=chocolover-thx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolover-thx.blogspot.com/feeds/4389739151107793956/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36151887&amp;postID=4389739151107793956' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36151887/posts/default/4389739151107793956'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36151887/posts/default/4389739151107793956'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolover-thx.blogspot.com/2011/07/why-in-hell-is.html' title='WHY IN THE HELL IS'/><author><name>thxlovesChelsea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12834353004161619190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-n4cqpUm9sX0/Tu739MYawkI/AAAAAAAAAb0/7p-JCouq-xo/s220/27tazf_bigger.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mmomFz2faVg/TjVrbWIb-pI/AAAAAAAAAMY/mpw7g7aHki4/s72-c/FUAY0s4r1qsv5sq6F9jw2idso1_500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36151887.post-4976670446940038490</id><published>2011-07-23T10:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-23T10:40:16.849-07:00</updated><title type='text'>everything awesome</title><content type='html'>Youtube-surfing Chopin, Liszt, Mozart, Tchaikovsky, Hisaishi makes me anxious for my hand to get well soon. Since my pinky is malfunctioning, I can't play Chopin's Nocturne's chords. And this sucks. I need my daily fix.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;OMG, his Ballade No. 1 is really good. Chopin gives me something new everytime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://3.gvt0.com/vi/XhnRIuGZ_dc/0.jpg" height="266" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/XhnRIuGZ_dc&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/XhnRIuGZ_dc&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And Hisaishi's Laputa. Especially The Collapse of Laputa. SO SAD. :'(&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;object class="BLOGGER-youtube-video" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0" data-thumbnail-src="http://1.gvt0.com/vi/b-s7rX2FdE0/0.jpg" height="266" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/b-s7rX2FdE0&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;embed width="320" height="266"  src="http://www.youtube.com/v/b-s7rX2FdE0&amp;fs=1&amp;source=uds" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;It's really late now; and my stomach is growling. It's getting too quiet for my liking although I'm still Youtube-surfing. Have to sleep soon to keep my brain cells alive. :O&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36151887-4976670446940038490?l=chocolover-thx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolover-thx.blogspot.com/feeds/4976670446940038490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36151887&amp;postID=4976670446940038490' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36151887/posts/default/4976670446940038490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36151887/posts/default/4976670446940038490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolover-thx.blogspot.com/2011/07/everything-awesome.html' title='everything awesome'/><author><name>thxlovesChelsea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12834353004161619190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-n4cqpUm9sX0/Tu739MYawkI/AAAAAAAAAb0/7p-JCouq-xo/s220/27tazf_bigger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36151887.post-3508782679843683684</id><published>2011-07-22T05:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-22T05:45:10.814-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Spinning</title><content type='html'>I'm having this really queer feeling in my mind now... I don't know why, for the sudden change of my mind, it's just one day, I don't feel like doing that anymore. (Don't worry, I'm not talking about double bass, haha.) It's just, I find it irritating whenever I think about it. But then, I'm trying really hard as I know I can't just lose it like that. I know one day I'll regret for doing something (bitchy?) like this. But I'm really confused. School is seriously not helping.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;All the crap results I got. I mean, I wasn't &lt;i&gt;that &lt;/i&gt;complacent. I know JC is tough, but sometimes I realised, I just didn't try hard enough. Now the realisation may come too late, but then again, it's never too late right? So I'll just gambatte and work harder than before. Call me a mugger for all you want. I feel that studying and getting results up to my expectations is sort of a responsibility to myself. I mean, I can work hard for my parents, it'll be me getting the end results though. I don't want to come to a point and reflect, regret (again) about my mistakes. I hate that feeling. What's wrong with mugging? Studying is just a dichotomous key, mugger and closet mugger. However, I hope that next time, my effort will be rewarded with &lt;i&gt;better&lt;/i&gt; results. Promos, please. Fingers cross.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And all the things going through in my mind everyday when I think about it. I know, I don't need to have so many of &lt;i&gt;it&lt;/i&gt;, but it's really an awful feeling when you keep suspecting what's going on. And sometimes, I feel angry with myself. I'm sorta disgusted and can finally understand what it is to be like &lt;i&gt;that&lt;/i&gt;. Hmph. I should just heck care, but then again it keeps invading my mind. If only evilness in the world is gone. And I MISS CEDAR and all that incomplexity.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I seldom tell my problems to others as I just have that weird feeling inside me and refuse to open up to others. I like to listen to my friends share their problems with me and help them in anyway, but I'm seriously not used to sharing my own problems. It's bad, but then I just don't want to trouble people. And sometimes I also think that I'm thinking too much.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;What to do...:(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36151887-3508782679843683684?l=chocolover-thx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolover-thx.blogspot.com/feeds/3508782679843683684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36151887&amp;postID=3508782679843683684' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36151887/posts/default/3508782679843683684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36151887/posts/default/3508782679843683684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolover-thx.blogspot.com/2011/07/spinning.html' title='Spinning'/><author><name>thxlovesChelsea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12834353004161619190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-n4cqpUm9sX0/Tu739MYawkI/AAAAAAAAAb0/7p-JCouq-xo/s220/27tazf_bigger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36151887.post-8570848316786058706</id><published>2011-07-18T03:19:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-18T03:19:02.704-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Shit, it has been more than a month and my finger is still numb. Numb to the extent that I can't even play chords on the piano. :@&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36151887-8570848316786058706?l=chocolover-thx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolover-thx.blogspot.com/feeds/8570848316786058706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36151887&amp;postID=8570848316786058706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36151887/posts/default/8570848316786058706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36151887/posts/default/8570848316786058706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolover-thx.blogspot.com/2011/07/shit-it-has-been-more-than-month-and-my.html' title=''/><author><name>thxlovesChelsea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12834353004161619190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-n4cqpUm9sX0/Tu739MYawkI/AAAAAAAAAb0/7p-JCouq-xo/s220/27tazf_bigger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36151887.post-492039679658163187</id><published>2011-07-13T06:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-13T06:12:32.220-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HARRY POTTER</title><content type='html'>OMG DEATHLY HALLOWS IS COMING OUT TOMORROW&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE LAST OF THE HARRY POTTER SERIES, RELIVING THE EXCITEMENT AND THE SADNESS OF THE LAST INSTALLMENT OF THE HARRY POTTER SERIES NOVEL. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HOGWARTS WILL LIVE ON!!:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36151887-492039679658163187?l=chocolover-thx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolover-thx.blogspot.com/feeds/492039679658163187/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36151887&amp;postID=492039679658163187' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36151887/posts/default/492039679658163187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36151887/posts/default/492039679658163187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolover-thx.blogspot.com/2011/07/harry-potter.html' title='HARRY POTTER'/><author><name>thxlovesChelsea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12834353004161619190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-n4cqpUm9sX0/Tu739MYawkI/AAAAAAAAAb0/7p-JCouq-xo/s220/27tazf_bigger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36151887.post-3401780340141176370</id><published>2011-07-12T07:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-12T07:46:33.838-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Numbness</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Verdana, Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: 13px;"&gt;Do not worry about your difficulties in Mathematics. I can assure you mine are still greater. ~Albert Einstein&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;I think Einstein is a freaking genius and crazy and weird. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I went to visit the doc this afternoon. My mom didn't know what to do with my hand, so we went to the polyclinic. And we wait. and wait. and wait. for TWO hours for our turn. And we got a 15 minutes consultation with the Doc. How great.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically she just told me not to worry too much, it's just a minor nerve problem or ligament tear.&lt;br /&gt;I asked her how long would it take for the numbness to be gone.&lt;br /&gt;She told me around 2 weeks.&lt;br /&gt;And I said, I had been waiting for more than three weeks for it to be gone.&lt;br /&gt;So she replied that I overworked my hand. Pfft. As if. I didn't even write much during the hols since it was mainly reading the notes.&lt;br /&gt;But anyway, she gave me a MC for strings. Siannnnn. What am I gonna do in the afternoons?? Plus my playing sucks like shit. HAND PLEASE STOP BEING NUMB &amp;gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's nothing I can do now except hoping that it will just disappear as suddenly as it appears.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36151887-3401780340141176370?l=chocolover-thx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolover-thx.blogspot.com/feeds/3401780340141176370/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36151887&amp;postID=3401780340141176370' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36151887/posts/default/3401780340141176370'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36151887/posts/default/3401780340141176370'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolover-thx.blogspot.com/2011/07/numbness.html' title='Numbness'/><author><name>thxlovesChelsea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12834353004161619190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-n4cqpUm9sX0/Tu739MYawkI/AAAAAAAAAb0/7p-JCouq-xo/s220/27tazf_bigger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36151887.post-2270637258589313574</id><published>2011-07-11T03:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-11T03:14:45.997-07:00</updated><title type='text'>RETARDEDNESS.</title><content type='html'>Well, reading through my archives, I just realised how retarded and lame I was in the past. This is so embarrassing. Wanted to delete them, but then again, it's good to have some memories to laugh at when I feel bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, GP was about organ trading ethics, so it wasn't that boring. and there was this part,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"Organ transplant donors of at least 21 years old and of sound mind are automatically included under HOTA, unless they opt out."&lt;/blockquote&gt;Then Yen Yi said, "Oh no, Hui Xian, you can't be included," when my GP tutor mentioned about being mentally sound.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36151887-2270637258589313574?l=chocolover-thx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolover-thx.blogspot.com/feeds/2270637258589313574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36151887&amp;postID=2270637258589313574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36151887/posts/default/2270637258589313574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36151887/posts/default/2270637258589313574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolover-thx.blogspot.com/2011/07/retardedness.html' title='RETARDEDNESS.'/><author><name>thxlovesChelsea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12834353004161619190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-n4cqpUm9sX0/Tu739MYawkI/AAAAAAAAAb0/7p-JCouq-xo/s220/27tazf_bigger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36151887.post-381292602900303252</id><published>2011-07-11T02:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-11T03:05:37.139-07:00</updated><title type='text'>DAMN WORRIED. D:</title><content type='html'>DAMN WORRIED DAMN WORRIED!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My pinky has been feeling numb since the hols and I thought it was because I rested my hand on the computer table too much. So I stopped using. And it's still numb. Then I thought it was because I wrote too much. But, I didn't write much during June hols because I didn't do GP (Heh.) And the most berserk thing my dad suggested was, I played the double bass too often. LOL. He didn't know I didn't have a single strings prac during the hols at all. Plus, frankly speaking, I wasn't practising AS MUCH compared to the others. Okay, I'm guilty. I swear, after my pinky gets well, I'm gonna work hard. Really. Practise until... um...I can play Elgar's Introduction and Allegro perfectly, at the actual tempo. Though I don't need it anymore. The problem now is Vivaldi's Summer. I never liked his Summer. I rather play Winter. Slow. Hehe. Or nicer sounding ones like Spring and Autumn lah. Summer is disgustingly hot. Ewww...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-E2z6htOCgkw/ThrI_FmIU_I/AAAAAAAAAMU/lV3TbWQayUY/s1600/Photo+on+2011-07-11+at+17.53.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="150" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-E2z6htOCgkw/ThrI_FmIU_I/AAAAAAAAAMU/lV3TbWQayUY/s200/Photo+on+2011-07-11+at+17.53.jpg" width="200" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;That wrist support my dad has gotten me to wear. Sigh.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to My Hand. So it's numb like shit and I can't even use it to press the shift key. And my thumb starts feeling weak. Which makes playing the double bass even WORSE. asdfghjkl. Damn afraid I won't be able to play again since it seems like some nerve problem. WHAT AM I GONNA DO??? Join harmoc? NOOOOO. Have to keep my fingers crossed that my pinky and thumb will get well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have I mentioned, it's my left hand. DANG. I can't write as fast now.&lt;br /&gt;THE WORST THING IS I CAN'T PLAY MY CHORDS ON THE PIANO. F*CK. It's really frustrating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm. really. terrified. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&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/36151887-381292602900303252?l=chocolover-thx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolover-thx.blogspot.com/feeds/381292602900303252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36151887&amp;postID=381292602900303252' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36151887/posts/default/381292602900303252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36151887/posts/default/381292602900303252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolover-thx.blogspot.com/2011/07/damn-worried-d.html' title='DAMN WORRIED. D:'/><author><name>thxlovesChelsea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12834353004161619190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-n4cqpUm9sX0/Tu739MYawkI/AAAAAAAAAb0/7p-JCouq-xo/s220/27tazf_bigger.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-E2z6htOCgkw/ThrI_FmIU_I/AAAAAAAAAMU/lV3TbWQayUY/s72-c/Photo+on+2011-07-11+at+17.53.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36151887.post-4879114678213649189</id><published>2011-07-07T03:51:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-07T03:57:01.502-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Today we learn about love and friendship.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-elteJjy64TI/ThWJuqMnNGI/AAAAAAAAALk/bT4BH3snuWk/s1600/262702_240941165916203_100000009644667_1010777_1405379_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-elteJjy64TI/ThWJuqMnNGI/AAAAAAAAALk/bT4BH3snuWk/s320/262702_240941165916203_100000009644667_1010777_1405379_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;I have friends in overalls whose friendship I would not swap for the favor of the kings of the world. ~Thomas A Edison&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-autospace: none;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;MG&lt;/span&gt;, how much I miss The Blurbs. Our outing on Friday after the mind-killing blocks were what relieved the tension my brain is tightly coiled up due to JC.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;So, for once, Brenda is early. Yes, she's the first. And she wants me to proclaim it. Haha. Yup. BRENDA, GOOD JOB! And her replies to my text are at the speed of light now. Compared to Shih Hui's one, which just gets bimbz-ier. Heh. All her convos I had with her should be recorded down in some chronicle and be sold to some joke book store. Woo.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;An example for future publisher:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;THX: &amp;nbsp;Woots. Are you like online now?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;Bimbz: Haha!!! im on tv!!:)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;THX: WTH IS ON TV!!! It's&amp;nbsp;watching&amp;nbsp;TV&amp;nbsp;unless you&amp;nbsp;appeared&amp;nbsp;in any shows.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;SIGH.. And there was actually one time that she told me people in the stone age deliver mail by pigeons. So I said, wasn't it doves? aren't pigeons meant to be roasted.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;She amazingly replied me, " WHAT ROAST PIGEONS?"&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;As though those pigeons we seen weren't hunted and roasted for the cavemen.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;Talking to her sometimes is&amp;nbsp;equivalent&amp;nbsp;to stabbing myself with a knife again and again.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;Back to the topic. So I met Brenda first and we saw Shu Jia and Aerilynn shopping there too. Haha. And all the complains we had of someone in particular. Talking about her gives me an adrenaline rush. Whoosh. Looks like she is still quite screwed. Clearly as I can tell from her blog too. What an ass. Our dear X is still the same! Being her irritating self.&amp;nbsp;Oh gosh.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZHOO0plj1lo/ThWOjQUzW6I/AAAAAAAAAME/IwUxOk_banw/s1600/272616_240941542582832_100000009644667_1010795_5990593_o.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZHOO0plj1lo/ThWOjQUzW6I/AAAAAAAAAME/IwUxOk_banw/s320/272616_240941542582832_100000009644667_1010795_5990593_o.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;Yixuan and Bimbz finally reached so we went over to 313 and had our 'tea' then. And camwhored with Brenda's iPhone. It's always good to have an Apple gadget around when you're with your friends. Heh.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-align: center; text-autospace: none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XU1oS9V-MYM/ThLsSDkF3kI/AAAAAAAAALU/If-EHynRQ70/s1600/271365_240940595916260_100000009644667_1010762_3214075_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0000ef; font-family: Times; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nUxtkJIzVQc/ThWOWFf99kI/AAAAAAAAAL0/gL9Ta7eSzsM/s1600/271365_240940595916260_100000009644667_1010762_3214075_o.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-nUxtkJIzVQc/ThWOWFf99kI/AAAAAAAAAL0/gL9Ta7eSzsM/s320/271365_240940595916260_100000009644667_1010762_3214075_o.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-align: center; text-autospace: none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-align: center; text-autospace: none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-PxfexfpI1ZM/ThLsMa_vvbI/AAAAAAAAALM/yI8OCnkskeM/s1600/265575_240940955916224_100000009644667_1010769_1462441_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0000ef; font-family: Times; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-align: center; text-autospace: none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-align: center; text-autospace: none;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="MsoNormal" style="mso-layout-grid-align: none; mso-pagination: none; text-align: center; text-autospace: none;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0rYFSsu81dk/ThWHWCZsPHI/AAAAAAAAALc/4CklkbQU7YQ/s1600/271244_240943262582660_100000009644667_1010839_2986267_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0000ef; font-family: Times; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;AND BRENDA GAVE ME A CHELSEA MUG!! HELL YEAH. WOOTS. IT LOOKED EXACTLY LIKE THE ONE IN CHELSEA'S MAGAZINE.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;PLUS I GOT MYSELF A CHELSEA JERSEY AFTER THAT. HOW AMAZING CAN THIS DAY GO? :)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;We went back to The Awesome Wall at Orc Central! Love that place where we can just have our own personal space and time. :)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-y7UDCesuxmg/ThWOuNLpwWI/AAAAAAAAAMM/z5l4v3sBwuU/s1600/280449_240942715916048_100000009644667_1010825_7704975_o.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-y7UDCesuxmg/ThWOuNLpwWI/AAAAAAAAAMM/z5l4v3sBwuU/s320/280449_240942715916048_100000009644667_1010825_7704975_o.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Xiq4nxjDQmM/ThWKSFp96kI/AAAAAAAAALw/pDXwrNjx6Vk/s1600/271463_240943939249259_100000009644667_1010845_5258210_o.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Xiq4nxjDQmM/ThWKSFp96kI/AAAAAAAAALw/pDXwrNjx6Vk/s320/271463_240943939249259_100000009644667_1010845_5258210_o.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XZFpUUUxb2w/ThWOcOslPuI/AAAAAAAAAL4/T8cDx4Xfppk/s1600/271591_240943775915942_100000009644667_1010843_6237558_o.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XZFpUUUxb2w/ThWOcOslPuI/AAAAAAAAAL4/T8cDx4Xfppk/s320/271591_240943775915942_100000009644667_1010843_6237558_o.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-kCx4-G3FpqI/ThWIJIvgbFI/AAAAAAAAALg/IVTc8MM0RKI/s1600/271433_240941765916143_100000009644667_1010805_7238586_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color: #0000ef; font-family: Times; text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Y0FqbzEY2uo/ThWOe40vmvI/AAAAAAAAAL8/vsKbhN_YKSM/s1600/271744_240943565915963_100000009644667_1010842_1866164_o.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Y0FqbzEY2uo/ThWOe40vmvI/AAAAAAAAAL8/vsKbhN_YKSM/s320/271744_240943565915963_100000009644667_1010842_1866164_o.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0aptQgzioYs/ThWOhNPK3QI/AAAAAAAAAMA/Q5SAlLXTqMM/s1600/271767_240943875915932_100000009644667_1010844_5359720_o.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-0aptQgzioYs/ThWOhNPK3QI/AAAAAAAAAMA/Q5SAlLXTqMM/s320/271767_240943875915932_100000009644667_1010844_5359720_o.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;Finally, I get to try out Cold Stone!!:) Birthday Cake and Banana something-something. The banana has some crunchy almond bits which made it delicious. Heh. And we saw some Hwach couples. ;) some showy ones (reminds me of PDA) &amp;nbsp;plus one pair by themselves. Then some along Orchard Road too. Gosh, next time when you go out for a date, please don't wear HC shirts or else bloggers with no life like me are gonna start bitching about you guys. HAHA.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;We got a similar tank top each, can't wait for the next time we meet again and we'll wear our zebras (me), hearts (brenda), cupcakes (shihhuh) and owls (yixuan).&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SsoSCZdLz4A/ThWJ3rP5veI/AAAAAAAAALo/dy4QsHD9yNk/s1600/271244_240943262582660_100000009644667_1010839_2986267_o.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SsoSCZdLz4A/ThWJ3rP5veI/AAAAAAAAALo/dy4QsHD9yNk/s320/271244_240943262582660_100000009644667_1010839_2986267_o.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ctLxMif6Pgc/ThWOwRsT9SI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/jNU9HmEqZn8/s1600/272242_240944659249187_100000009644667_1010848_3321088_o.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ctLxMif6Pgc/ThWOwRsT9SI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/jNU9HmEqZn8/s320/272242_240944659249187_100000009644667_1010848_3321088_o.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;I LOVE YOU GUYS TOO. :')&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;Seriously, I wonder how will I do without you guys. You all cheered me up and I haven't laughed so hard and deep from my heart since the last time we've met. We did really simple things - chats during food eating (and that is ALWAYS my favourite part. Laughing will shed off the kgs we gained ;) ) and window shopped like nobody's business. And listen to me fantasize about Chelsea and Georgie, Yixuan and Bimbz's craze about disgusting Jaejoong. (HAHA, joking!) and Brenda's 24/7 being herself-Blurb.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Times;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-voY4L2CrlTE/ThWKAzjJEqI/AAAAAAAAALs/pNoA3glJ5HQ/s1600/271433_240941765916143_100000009644667_1010805_7238586_o.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-voY4L2CrlTE/ThWKAzjJEqI/AAAAAAAAALs/pNoA3glJ5HQ/s320/271433_240941765916143_100000009644667_1010805_7238586_o.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;And till next time The Blurbs meet then...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36151887-4879114678213649189?l=chocolover-thx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolover-thx.blogspot.com/feeds/4879114678213649189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36151887&amp;postID=4879114678213649189' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36151887/posts/default/4879114678213649189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36151887/posts/default/4879114678213649189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolover-thx.blogspot.com/2011/07/today-we-learn-about-love-and_07.html' title='Today we learn about love and friendship.'/><author><name>thxlovesChelsea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12834353004161619190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-n4cqpUm9sX0/Tu739MYawkI/AAAAAAAAAb0/7p-JCouq-xo/s220/27tazf_bigger.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-elteJjy64TI/ThWJuqMnNGI/AAAAAAAAALk/bT4BH3snuWk/s72-c/262702_240941165916203_100000009644667_1010777_1405379_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36151887.post-8175848922688764818</id><published>2011-07-04T03:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-04T04:42:30.954-07:00</updated><title type='text'>THERE GOES THE TOWER OF BLOCKS</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;"Hey Mario, do you know I had spent my whole childhood saving your girlfriend?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;FINALLY BLOCKS HAS TUMBLED DOWN. YEAH.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JiQFoI670dM/ThGSC10dsiI/AAAAAAAAAKc/xieLBjAJJCI/s1600/jenga_game_91_1_93_.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JiQFoI670dM/ThGSC10dsiI/AAAAAAAAAKc/xieLBjAJJCI/s1600/jenga_game_91_1_93_.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="separator" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BhieKeDqTNc/Tg1TxevShoI/AAAAAAAAAKY/-9vFHWZevUA/s1600/jenga_game_91_1_93__m.jpg" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: none;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center" class="separator" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;BUT THEN... WHY BLOCKS? WHY IS IT CALLED BLOCKS? HOW QUEER... Well, that's for me to wonder, and for you to investigate. My brain has became a cemetery for all my dead cells. May they rest in peace.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;But just some random thoughts about blocks being called blocks... is it,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;#1: To describe the mental blocks we have during the test?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;#2: An implied meaning that all students are blocks? O.o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;#3: Our Mario loves hitting bricks to get mushrooms, but then, Brick Test sounds retarded. So it became Block Test?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;#4: A cool JC must have a cool name for midyears. Not like some weird acronyms such as JCT, CT and MYE. CT sounds too casual. So?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;"&gt;#5: Or maybe it's just to entertain people like me who rather not study and investigate the real meaning behind my test names?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: black;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="margin-bottom: .0001pt; margin: 0in;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: inherit;"&gt;WELL, but IT'S OVER, TILL NEXT YEAR. Promos are nearing once this ends. Damn.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36151887-8175848922688764818?l=chocolover-thx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolover-thx.blogspot.com/feeds/8175848922688764818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36151887&amp;postID=8175848922688764818' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36151887/posts/default/8175848922688764818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36151887/posts/default/8175848922688764818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolover-thx.blogspot.com/2011/07/hey-mario-do-you-know-i-had-spent-my.html' title='THERE GOES THE TOWER OF BLOCKS'/><author><name>thxlovesChelsea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12834353004161619190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-n4cqpUm9sX0/Tu739MYawkI/AAAAAAAAAb0/7p-JCouq-xo/s220/27tazf_bigger.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-JiQFoI670dM/ThGSC10dsiI/AAAAAAAAAKc/xieLBjAJJCI/s72-c/jenga_game_91_1_93_.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36151887.post-487365859607056046</id><published>2011-06-27T21:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-27T21:57:56.343-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: Georgia, 'Times New Roman', serif;"&gt;AWAY FOR BLOCKS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;will be back in &lt;s&gt; 30 mins &lt;/s&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;ONE WEEK&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36151887-487365859607056046?l=chocolover-thx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolover-thx.blogspot.com/feeds/487365859607056046/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36151887&amp;postID=487365859607056046' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36151887/posts/default/487365859607056046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36151887/posts/default/487365859607056046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolover-thx.blogspot.com/2011/06/busy.html' title='Busy'/><author><name>thxlovesChelsea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12834353004161619190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-n4cqpUm9sX0/Tu739MYawkI/AAAAAAAAAb0/7p-JCouq-xo/s220/27tazf_bigger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36151887.post-1058582128638713072</id><published>2011-06-25T02:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-25T02:21:19.744-07:00</updated><title type='text'>My first true love</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Hungarian Rhapsody No. 2 by Franz Liszt!! My favourite piano music of all times. It has so many expression changes, from lunga to friska. Love every single note in it. Although I can only make it to the vivace part until the ascending chords, before my fingers start to break down.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;This Maksim version's my favourite, just the way it should sound like, I think! Lang Lang's one is too volatile. Haha.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Expressing words of the heart without lyrics:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36151887-1058582128638713072?l=chocolover-thx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolover-thx.blogspot.com/feeds/1058582128638713072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36151887&amp;postID=1058582128638713072' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36151887/posts/default/1058582128638713072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36151887/posts/default/1058582128638713072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolover-thx.blogspot.com/2011/06/my-first-true-love.html' title='My first true love'/><author><name>thxlovesChelsea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12834353004161619190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-n4cqpUm9sX0/Tu739MYawkI/AAAAAAAAAb0/7p-JCouq-xo/s220/27tazf_bigger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36151887.post-4895487392634691947</id><published>2011-06-10T23:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-04T04:33:35.843-07:00</updated><title type='text'>chapter II: the blurbs</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'Courier New', Courier, monospace;"&gt;"If my world were to cave in tomorrow, I would look back on all the pleasures, excitements and worthwhilenesses I have been lucky enough to have had." ~Audrey Hepburn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-J9eg6BBpA7o/TfMCe3-mxpI/AAAAAAAAAJU/rAS7F6ixsd4/s1600/183528_10150103363514107_717319106_6297114_3461292_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-J9eg6BBpA7o/TfMCe3-mxpI/AAAAAAAAAJU/rAS7F6ixsd4/s320/183528_10150103363514107_717319106_6297114_3461292_n.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;AFTER SPEECH DAY; CAMWHORING AT ORC. CENTRAL&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5wr3fhWZ0Vk/TfMCifki2_I/AAAAAAAAAJc/_Koe-5_1pxE/s1600/209025_2032818146713_1431947502_32337004_7624230_o.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-5wr3fhWZ0Vk/TfMCifki2_I/AAAAAAAAAJc/_Koe-5_1pxE/s320/209025_2032818146713_1431947502_32337004_7624230_o.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;NIKE WOMEN'S RUN&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kedjAyaz6VM/TfMCDwmVNYI/AAAAAAAAAIk/fJ3PBqrPNAg/s1600/45517_1586128816850_1344665011_1592813_1573283_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kedjAyaz6VM/TfMCDwmVNYI/AAAAAAAAAIk/fJ3PBqrPNAg/s320/45517_1586128816850_1344665011_1592813_1573283_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;RACIAL HARMONY DAY WHERE YIXUAN PLANNED TO BE A SMURF.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Life in Cedar will be incomplete without my wonderful group of friends! Yixuan, Shihhui (Shihhui) and Brenda (Blurbduh). &amp;nbsp;Despite being in different classes (Yixuan and Brenda are in 4P while Shihhuh and I are in 4M), we always met up for recesses. Chionged for bak chor mee on tuesdays, and fried food on thursdays. Sometimes I even had to juggle four drinks or bowls by myself when they aren't back from jogging and shihhuh's at vball. But recess was the thing that made me go to school. All the jokes we had and gossips. Haha. I'll miss it.:(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-----------------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yixuan was my first really good friend that I made in Cedar. Still remember Mr Chan wanted to change seating positions and I was supposed to sit with XXX. But thank god Yixuan switched place with XXX and became my table partner. That was when fun begun.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;We talked and wrote stuff about SHE because she was crazy about them at that time before DBSK. LOL. We irritated Hou Lao Shi during Chinese, were the first ones to chiong out of class for recess, did a lot of stupid stuff together, laugh at each others jokes that no one seem to understand. Even shihhuh and blurb still don't know what was so funny about that 'scuba diving' joke and gave us the bewildered look everytime. On Facebook, we'll just keep on making fun of blurb and shihhuh, liking each others comments and laughing at how nonsensical they were.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh, and those really long conversations we had on the phone. It'll always start off with something serious and we'll wander off to yakking non-stop about really random stuff. We could spent 10 mins just laughing. a&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;During holidays, I would always go to her house and showoff our piano banging skills to her neighbours. Of course, we were supposed to do our projects, or homework, but after a while, she'll suggest Youtubing. And we'll disturb her mom with our endless laughing at all those videos (charlie bit my finger! and well, DBSK again). Her mom's pretty scared whenever I go to her house. Haha. Sigh, miss those days when we were in the same class and being able to do projects together and make fun of all the teachers.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5j78066Kzsg/TfMCPC_OZ7I/AAAAAAAAAJA/GtooNOMlLyg/s1600/163740_1801312999229_1431947502_31956193_5177500_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5j78066Kzsg/TfMCPC_OZ7I/AAAAAAAAAJA/GtooNOMlLyg/s320/163740_1801312999229_1431947502_31956193_5177500_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;BUDGET PROM&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8mqPmomBWb0/TfMCl0gNtqI/AAAAAAAAAJk/xqRdXKIilkE/s1600/224122_2032743864856_1431947502_32336839_2294510_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8mqPmomBWb0/TfMCl0gNtqI/AAAAAAAAAJk/xqRdXKIilkE/s320/224122_2032743864856_1431947502_32336839_2294510_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;NIKE WOMEN'S RUN&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shihhuh (it all came about when my T9 suggested 'Huh' instead of 'Hui' and the name was too amusing), my dear Assistant Maid, classmate for four years, my study mate!! Thank god for her, every Math questions I had will never go unanswered and Mdm Lum won't scold me that much. She's damn pro in Math and Physics which I will never be. And her amazing Olympiad skills... I don't even know what I did in Olympiad except making fun of the cock-eye teacher.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Because of her, everytime when I mug with her, I am motivated to actually study and complete my homework rather than fall asleep. Or else my O level results will not be what it is. THANKS SO MUCH!!&amp;lt;3&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And how I love her house and her infinite store of Milo and snacks. LOL. Plus the Ballack bottle she got me!!! WOOOO.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She listened to all my craze about Chelsea and shared my interest in Chelsea and cute liddle Georgie. :) And to think that I rolled my eyes everytime she and Yixuan go gaga over Jaejoong. But it's understandable, Jaejoong is not cute. HAHA. If she's next to me, I bet she'll just smack me. LOL.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And, of course, for all her help as my AM and many many more. I troubled her so many times, and yet she didn't get angry with me. She's too kind! And too tall. Tsk. Ahaha. Except to some XXX classmate. Who we both share common viewpoints on. &amp;gt;:) And also, her bimbz qualities. Never failed to make me laugh whenever she replied with some absurd stuff. The classic:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Huixian: A brunette said, "Hey look, there's a dead bird!"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;The blonde looked up in the sky and said, "Where?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Shihhuh: Haha, so where's the bird?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*facepalms.*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CXxw8Xf6Z4U/TfMCK1KPc5I/AAAAAAAAAI4/fKSpTPFMMY8/s1600/148833_175023735841280_100000009644667_596437_859272_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-CXxw8Xf6Z4U/TfMCK1KPc5I/AAAAAAAAAI4/fKSpTPFMMY8/s320/148833_175023735841280_100000009644667_596437_859272_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;THE SPORTS DAY THAT DIDN'T HAPPEN!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-E62jq1CZ6Os/TfMCH_I7V-I/AAAAAAAAAIw/sZf3hwhdYdQ/s1600/72016_1773584983137_1344665011_1980104_2069337_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-E62jq1CZ6Os/TfMCH_I7V-I/AAAAAAAAAIw/sZf3hwhdYdQ/s320/72016_1773584983137_1344665011_1980104_2069337_n.jpg" width="238" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;BUDGET PROM&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Blurbduh, the ultimate blur queen, my concert buddy, band mate. She just lives in her own world by herself and has the weirdest food and souvenir choices. Her obsession with eggs. And I don't know what else. But she thinks Georgie's cute too! ( I hope!) And she listens to all my complaints about Band, accompanies me to concerts, and made me laugh at all her blur replies. Infuriated me with her invisible replies and snail texts as well. Well, slow is her trademark after all. And her baking skills... the cake that she made for me could land on the floor and bounce, but it was so thoughtful of her to make me a cake:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;She takes forever to meet us in the canteen, always stopping to converse with a friend, hop to another one, hop and hop and hop until she reaches us. Gosh. Her wide social circle made her always unavailable whenever we meet. Haha, she really needs a personal secretary.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Could still remember our attempt to make a birthday video for Yixuan on Earthday. The candles we lit, laughing at her harpsichord sounding piano and doing crazy stuff together for one whole day. Gosh, I miss her randomness, her understanding whenever I had a problem, and NOT the ugly sotongs she always drew ( I had a collection in my textbooks). She needs to master the skill of self-portrait-ing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I pray hard that she'll get me a proper souvenir from England this time round.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B-CvmkLfdEI/TfMCA8bQ5qI/AAAAAAAAAIc/brwi7i4p6No/s1600/7235_104785766198411_100000009644667_133969_3734115_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-B-CvmkLfdEI/TfMCA8bQ5qI/AAAAAAAAAIc/brwi7i4p6No/s320/7235_104785766198411_100000009644667_133969_3734115_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;WITH BAND, AT NDP&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9E7PO8RNUCY/TfMCGaQ5KbI/AAAAAAAAAIs/50JbJV9tZew/s1600/63250_1754624269131_1344665011_1940739_217344_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="234" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9E7PO8RNUCY/TfMCGaQ5KbI/AAAAAAAAAIs/50JbJV9tZew/s320/63250_1754624269131_1344665011_1940739_217344_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;OUR TRIP TO SENTOSA&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B1HWguFVXy8/TfMCgbkA1WI/AAAAAAAAAJY/O_p5YDSYWmw/s1600/189160_10150103364189107_717319106_6297133_1932993_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="213" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-B1HWguFVXy8/TfMCgbkA1WI/AAAAAAAAAJY/O_p5YDSYWmw/s320/189160_10150103364189107_717319106_6297133_1932993_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;CAMWHORING AT ORC CENTRAL&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xd0Ahg-0OUg/TfMCVWoDMVI/AAAAAAAAAJM/C-vbTcsRQOE/s1600/170763_1842574187824_1344665011_2107328_4729697_o.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-xd0Ahg-0OUg/TfMCVWoDMVI/AAAAAAAAAJM/C-vbTcsRQOE/s320/170763_1842574187824_1344665011_2107328_4729697_o.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;AT CARMEN, WITH HER INVERTED TICKET. OF COURSE, IT'S JUST HER BEING A BLURB.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;-----------------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I REALLY DO MISS YOU GUYS AFTER WE ARE SEPARATED IN FOUR DIFFERENT JCS.:(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;BUT WE'LL CONTINUE MEETING UP AND REMAIN FRIENDS FOREVER!!:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2USTx1tkLs0/TfMCN4nWVjI/AAAAAAAAAI8/ot0N9qTqgFA/s1600/163291_1801306319062_1431947502_31956166_5988493_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-2USTx1tkLs0/TfMCN4nWVjI/AAAAAAAAAI8/ot0N9qTqgFA/s320/163291_1801306319062_1431947502_31956166_5988493_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;CELEBRATING SHIHHUH'S BIRTHDAY AT CHANGI AIRPORT&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8dOBM3AiUVU/TfMCEzgFvUI/AAAAAAAAAIo/BD2mRM0BKcg/s1600/46072_1586133736973_1344665011_1592866_1285734_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8dOBM3AiUVU/TfMCEzgFvUI/AAAAAAAAAIo/BD2mRM0BKcg/s320/46072_1586133736973_1344665011_1592866_1285734_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;OUR FIRST NATIONAL DAY CELEBRATION TOGETHER, WHEN BLURB AND I DIDN'T HAVE TO PERFORM ANYMORE.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0B4JkJ9fpdU/TfMCCrCC5eI/AAAAAAAAAIg/u5KA5daSLVk/s1600/23547_1393164192855_1344665011_1106668_6619889_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0B4JkJ9fpdU/TfMCCrCC5eI/AAAAAAAAAIg/u5KA5daSLVk/s320/23547_1393164192855_1344665011_1106668_6619889_n.jpg" width="208" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;NEOPRINT 'FAMILY PHOTO'&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TQNwh3Jt1SA/TfMCQiJJwNI/AAAAAAAAAJE/-1kvvILBeUs/s1600/165235_1801309319137_1431947502_31956178_7514339_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TQNwh3Jt1SA/TfMCQiJJwNI/AAAAAAAAAJE/-1kvvILBeUs/s320/165235_1801309319137_1431947502_31956178_7514339_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;OUR LAST DAY OF JOGGING.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36151887-4895487392634691947?l=chocolover-thx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolover-thx.blogspot.com/feeds/4895487392634691947/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36151887&amp;postID=4895487392634691947' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36151887/posts/default/4895487392634691947'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36151887/posts/default/4895487392634691947'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolover-thx.blogspot.com/2011/06/chapter-ii-blurbs.html' title='chapter II: the blurbs'/><author><name>thxlovesChelsea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12834353004161619190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-n4cqpUm9sX0/Tu739MYawkI/AAAAAAAAAb0/7p-JCouq-xo/s220/27tazf_bigger.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-J9eg6BBpA7o/TfMCe3-mxpI/AAAAAAAAAJU/rAS7F6ixsd4/s72-c/183528_10150103363514107_717319106_6297114_3461292_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36151887.post-2679035609262010640</id><published>2011-06-09T19:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-09T19:11:25.711-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SWIM SWAM SWUM</title><content type='html'>NOTE TO SELF: DON'T EVER FORGET TO BRING GOGGLES WHEN YOU GO SWIMMING AGAIN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OPTIONS:&lt;br /&gt;#1: WEAR YOUR GOGGLES AS A NECKLACE. IT MAY NOT BE CHIC, BUT IT'LL BE THERE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#2: &amp;nbsp;LEARN THE DOGGIE WADDLE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#3: HAVE A PERMANENT SWIMMING BAG&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#4: SWIM BACKSTROKE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#5: GET A FLOAT&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#6: GET A LONGER MEMORY SPAN.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36151887-2679035609262010640?l=chocolover-thx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolover-thx.blogspot.com/feeds/2679035609262010640/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36151887&amp;postID=2679035609262010640' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36151887/posts/default/2679035609262010640'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36151887/posts/default/2679035609262010640'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolover-thx.blogspot.com/2011/06/swim-swam-swum.html' title='SWIM SWAM SWUM'/><author><name>thxlovesChelsea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12834353004161619190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-n4cqpUm9sX0/Tu739MYawkI/AAAAAAAAAb0/7p-JCouq-xo/s220/27tazf_bigger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36151887.post-2395549837064465102</id><published>2011-06-06T09:31:00.003-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-06T09:33:08.633-07:00</updated><title type='text'>WHERE'S EVERYBODY?</title><content type='html'>WHERE"S EVERYBODY??!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;C'MON, DON'T DELETE YOUR BLOGS OR LEAVE THEM DEAD AND DERIVE ME OF MY ENTERTAINMENT!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FACEBOOK AND TWITTER DON'T ALLOW MUCH RANTING (AS THEY'LL BE TERMED AS SPAMMING) AND THEY'RE JUST BLUE, WHITE AND BLACK. BORING! BLOGS HAVE NICER LAYOUT. LIKE MY IRONICALLY, BORING BUT SIMPLE GRAY SKIN. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GO BLOG LAH............&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36151887-2395549837064465102?l=chocolover-thx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolover-thx.blogspot.com/feeds/2395549837064465102/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36151887&amp;postID=2395549837064465102' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36151887/posts/default/2395549837064465102'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36151887/posts/default/2395549837064465102'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolover-thx.blogspot.com/2011/06/wheres-everybody.html' title='WHERE&apos;S EVERYBODY?'/><author><name>thxlovesChelsea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12834353004161619190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-n4cqpUm9sX0/Tu739MYawkI/AAAAAAAAAb0/7p-JCouq-xo/s220/27tazf_bigger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36151887.post-973807967326862337</id><published>2011-06-06T08:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-04T05:15:49.410-07:00</updated><title type='text'>chapter I: Cedar and my dearest 4M</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;It doesnt matter how long&amp;nbsp;&lt;a class="  twitter-hashtag" href="https://twitter.com/#!/search?q=%23cedarmoments" rel="nofollow" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;" title="#cedarmoments"&gt;&lt;span class="hash" style="display: inline-block; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; opacity: 0.7; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;#&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="hash-text" style="margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-top: 0px; padding-bottom: 0px; padding-left: 0px; padding-right: 0px; padding-top: 0px;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: black;"&gt;cedarmoments&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&amp;nbsp;trended. It matters that a few years later, when we look back, we realize how much Cedar meant to us :') &amp;nbsp;~FakeCGSS&amp;nbsp;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Up till now, I can still remember that day when Ms Begam asked me if I wanted to be the monitress. I was in shock. Me?! I was really talkative in classes (except that I sort of toned down since my partner-in-crime Yixuan is in 4P and I'm in 4M) plus &lt;i&gt;sometimes &lt;/i&gt;(not all the time) I fail spot checks. Since she gave me her vote of confidence, I decided to give it a try. And this was definitely a decision I never regret. All the activities with 4M had definitely got us much more closer than our 'cemetery' class in Sec 3. And we get to know our teachers more as we became more fun-loving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="float: left; margin-right: 1em; text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WZgDCUwbGjM/TeyETZDlu6I/AAAAAAAAAIA/gRfN31tg70A/s1600/2010-10-07+10.25.58.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WZgDCUwbGjM/TeyETZDlu6I/AAAAAAAAAIA/gRfN31tg70A/s320/2010-10-07+10.25.58.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;With Mdm Audra, our really bubbly English teacher!:) English was made so much more interesting. &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LMNOlWxKuM4/TeyGkXbqfKI/AAAAAAAAAIE/STJQCx5X1Gc/s1600/2010-10-08+14.18.18.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LMNOlWxKuM4/TeyGkXbqfKI/AAAAAAAAAIE/STJQCx5X1Gc/s320/2010-10-08+14.18.18.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Ms Begam and Ms Thang! Our Chemistry (form teacher) and Physics teacher!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_nUiWZ0x2fI/TeyMRxdNo0I/AAAAAAAAAIM/HX9vs4D4dec/s1600/67322_447890183287_628788287_5276443_652530_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_nUiWZ0x2fI/TeyMRxdNo0I/AAAAAAAAAIM/HX9vs4D4dec/s320/67322_447890183287_628788287_5276443_652530_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;With Mdm Lum, our really cute and pro Maths teacher and Mdm Audra!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--V64_kDac4I/TeyMVMjvSnI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/hfNNqatyvFY/s1600/66000_446132732420_539202420_5178624_2903214_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--V64_kDac4I/TeyMVMjvSnI/AAAAAAAAAIQ/hfNNqatyvFY/s320/66000_446132732420_539202420_5178624_2903214_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;With Mrs Lim, our really hip SS/Geog teacher. Forever 1.0!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Xpjt7AP66sQ/TeyKs7d1RyI/AAAAAAAAAII/9f6hqOXhYLE/s1600/66000_446132892420_539202420_5178656_5785233_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Xpjt7AP66sQ/TeyKs7d1RyI/AAAAAAAAAII/9f6hqOXhYLE/s320/66000_446132892420_539202420_5178656_5785233_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;With Ms Thang, Ms Begam and Mr Lim (our Biology teacher) after our pizza lunch on the last day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-chIddFwviiM/TeyMZWC85KI/AAAAAAAAAIU/hHGube1sHzU/s1600/76181_454035279818_598114818_5220907_272550_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-chIddFwviiM/TeyMZWC85KI/AAAAAAAAAIU/hHGube1sHzU/s320/76181_454035279818_598114818_5220907_272550_n.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Our class on Grad&amp;nbsp;Ceremony!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Reliving those memories...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;Ms Begam: The funny and really responsible form teacher. I had learnt a lot of stuff from her, regardless in leadership or Chemistry. It wasn't that boring anymore. (Compared to Sec Three with Mr C. We just read through our notes, then we'll just do our own stuff. Seriously, I can't remember what he went through in class. Opps)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;Ms Thang: Our crazy Physics teacher! LOL. She will always come charging to our class and called us baskets, or pigs. Haha. I guess we sort of tortured her. She always had a roll of paper ready whenever I gave her some answer without thinking. Then she'll always say, "Huixian, I don't want to talk to you anymore. Talk to the hand!!" Haha. Physics lessons were no longer sleep-inducing. Plus, I no longer failed Physics!! That A1 was all thanks to you Ms Thang. (Although I still don't believe I actually gotten it. Haha.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;Mr Lim: Our pro Biology teacher. Biology was so fun and really interesting. And SOME CERTAIN PEOPLE are just... OH, NEVERMIND.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;Mdm Lum: The cutest Math teacher ever!!! Maths were no longer tough and all unknown 's' (that's the way she said 'x') can be found. I remember I always had to tell her to press button no. 1 for projector, cos she just can't remember. There was one time I left a single spacing after every word because she said my handwriting was big and projector-friendly, but the words are too close together. She always likes to ask "All HAS?" and "Why you so lacy (lazy)?" Oh man, I miss her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;Mdm Audra: I love all her funny anecdotes and her brilliant pronunciations!! No one can beat her, except the Brits. Plus the cupcakes she gave us! So thoughtful!^ ^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;Mrs Lim: She just can stop weirdo-ing me. Just all because Ms Sia told her to call me weirdo in Sec 2 when we were in Japan. And then the whole sec four cohort knows about a girl who's called weirdo. But then again, her notes are the best! Thank god there's Mrs Lim or else my SS will be doomed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;WU lao shi!: Haha. Since Sec One, Yixuan and I had been torturing all our Chinese teachers. We never let one off. But this year, Yixuan got promoted to the best chinese class, so my table partner's now retarded Shu Min. Seriously, who sings a song about tsunami, her candle and random stuff??!!! Then she'll doodle endlessly. But she's my entertainment. And all thanks to all Wu Lao Shi's teachings, I managed to get that unattainable A1. Although I'm guilty of falling asleep at times and skipping all those 'Ni Ren Wei' questions... heh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;PE teachers: NO WAY. THANKS FOR MY SUSTAINED ACHIEVEMENT IN FAILING SITUPS. LOVE YOU GUYS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;---------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;And I really do miss 4M. Although I'm not really THAT close to everyone, but you guys are really friendly and were awesome classmates. Well, sometimes we gang up and bitch on someone, but it's just... hahaha, for fun... lol. And I can share my love of Chelsea with them and they actually understand although some will just groan and said, not again? But I know you guys love Chelsea too!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;And my table partner Anupa, all those stories I had told her about Chelsea and Georgie, and all those food we ate behind the teachers' backs! Opps. Don't worry, we kept the classroon clean.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;Yingxin! My sec three tablepartners. We gave each other sports updates, doodle on people who we detested, like Ronaldo and Federer (I still have those), and planned who should bring the snacks. Especially for Chem and SS//GE where our previous teacher just droned on and on and on...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;Shihhuh! My lovely Assistant Maid! &amp;lt;3 She helped me in many ways which I couldn't have done it on my own. Like decorating the noticeboard, singlehandedly managed the Project Runway thingy, getting the Graduation gloves with me, and my study mate! Really do missed those days. Sigh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;Once a Cedarian, always a Cedarian. I would never forget all the happy memories and the efforts of all my teachers. Thank god I didn't get into SCGS, otherwise, I would have missed out on the super cool uniform, bak chor mee, jogging sessions aka walking and cheering sessions, clocktower stories and all the friends and memories.&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;I LOVE YOU LOTS, CEDAR!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: #0b5394;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36151887-973807967326862337?l=chocolover-thx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolover-thx.blogspot.com/feeds/973807967326862337/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36151887&amp;postID=973807967326862337' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36151887/posts/default/973807967326862337'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36151887/posts/default/973807967326862337'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolover-thx.blogspot.com/2011/06/cedar-and-my-dear-4m.html' title='chapter I: Cedar and my dearest 4M'/><author><name>thxlovesChelsea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12834353004161619190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-n4cqpUm9sX0/Tu739MYawkI/AAAAAAAAAb0/7p-JCouq-xo/s220/27tazf_bigger.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WZgDCUwbGjM/TeyETZDlu6I/AAAAAAAAAIA/gRfN31tg70A/s72-c/2010-10-07+10.25.58.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36151887.post-8112414771502088031</id><published>2011-06-05T21:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-05T23:14:17.797-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BAND</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;( With Blurb!)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wHo7LLpB0tU/TexsTIl9jlI/AAAAAAAAAH8/Wn6HP3A0xBs/s320/DSC01049.JPG" style="float:left; 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margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614978323123374930" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;It has been a fruitful 4 years with Cedar Symphonic Band. Although we are not the best, but I love this band anyway. The camaraderie (not bad, I actually can spell this word without Chrome &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;underlining the word) with all the band members were indescribable. Our farewell performance buddy section Tuba, especially the prank calls we made and the  Lunch with the absolutely crazy Clarinet section, made me laughed non-stop. Japan trip together with the Double Reed section was the best times of my life. (But I absolutely do NOT miss that mad roller coaster at Nagoya. :/ The picture below!) And really good friends that I had made. My dear blurb Brenda in saxophone and Kahei, my going-home-cum-study mate, from clarinet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-AsC2WliiV34/TexevEBoLPI/AAAAAAAAAG0/C6I-25XZfrg/s200/CIMG0296.JPG" style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614966998051597554" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;( Found out that Margarine is crazy&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;i&gt;during the Japan trip!)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-GOteLO3Akfc/TexsSbYGUBI/AAAAAAAAAHk/ersvgBq0BpM/s320/Me%2Band%2BMargerine.JPG" style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614981899266445330" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And all the other awesome sections which contributed to the band as a whole. If not for &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;you guys, we won't be able to play all those fantastic music, like The Merry Widow and Persis!!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I can still remember my Sec 1 Band time vividly. I was selected to play the trombone. Haha. Can't believed that right? Then one day, Mr Ong decided to do spot check. I couldn't play the high B-flat because we've got the &lt;i&gt;BEST&lt;/i&gt; tutor ever who taught us only 5 notes on the B-flat major. Great. So now, I'm transferred to the trumpet. No, it doesn't stop there. While I was waiting for the leader to get me the trumpet, I heard Sherri telling Mr Ong that she needs a bass junior. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And Mr Ong saw me, called me in. "Ah, you're tall enough.. Any music background?"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Grade 5 Piano"&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"Good. Here, you play this." And he points to the bass.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh. My. God.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;"OMG, it's SO BIG." was what I could reply.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;But no choice, he persuaded me to play. So I obliged. Sigh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;(With the Double Reed section in Nagoya, 2008)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-f7GMyfwHGRc/TexpBMlf5OI/AAAAAAAAAHE/0gdxVL0moJg/s320/CIMG0389.JPG" style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614978304703456482" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And I'm stuck with this big woodblock forever. Big enough to be my husband, big enough to hug, big enough to block everyone and that's the troublesome part. Especially at the temporary site where the band room's at the basement. Not forgetting&lt;/div&gt;that I almost sprained my ankle lugging it down. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-2Mcpf_7mF0U/TexpA_rTlAI/AAAAAAAAAG8/qcPYP3d_nWs/s320/CIMG0327.JPG" style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614978301238154242" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;(The Double Reed and Double Bass, with Dorothy under the almighty roller coaster)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sigh... but the bass is somewhat, nice to play. When we play jazz pieces or swing, like the all famous Benny Evil-man, the band sounds really good with all our pizz. whooo. Haha. And the percussion solo in Merry Widow just sounded so empty without basses. Plus,we sound much more better than tuba. Everyone just stared at us in awe whenever we carry the bass. So yup, I no longer dislike this big heavy thing.:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-r-urt6gogdU/TexpB-e6t1I/AAAAAAAAAHU/OlX_gQQicaw/s320/Me%252C%2BDebbie%2Band%2BJessica.JPG" style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614978318097626962" /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;(Band Night with Debbie and Jessica!)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;And MY SECTION IS JUST THE BEST EVER. Sherri, Debbie, Hsu Chieh, Hannah, Sarah and Vanessa!! Band will be so boring without them. Debbie is extremely fun to make fun of. We still send long texts to each other, ins&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ulting each other every time. Haha, I really missed being in the same section with her after she graduated. And Sherri always make sectionals fun, with all our bass 'bonding' sessions aka, slacking. But that's because Bass parts are always easy and we can finish learning it within a week. Haha. Hsu Chieh and her total blurness. Despite my making fun of her, she's always nice to me. And watching Nodame Cantabile on her video player during sectionals with Hannah, laughing helplessly at that "modern Bach lookalike". We always chose the weirdest parts of the school for sectionals, eg. the second floor of the foyer so that we can hear ourselves louder, hiding at the stairwell of the Humans staffroom, the junior band room back at the temporary site. Sectionals with you guys are simply the best! Plus my lovely sec one juniors, Sarah and Vanessa. Just filled with epic moments. Like teaching the sec ones theory, teaching them to read bass notes, keep their bows from dipping down, fingers curve (although I can't do it well too) and making them master all the scales, even those not needed. I LOVE CEDAR DOUBLE BASS SECTION!!:) We're always known as the Weirdo section, all thanks to Ms Sia and Sherri's comments on how bizzare our tutors are. But we are the best!!:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Band Night in April was the last performance in CSB. When it ended, I remembered I went to the backstage and cried, saying, "there's no more band." It just came as a shock. And it'll be back to school days without anything to look forward to after school. Sometimes it may be exhausting, but going home early was just too boring.  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HWsDkzIPsaY/TexpBgObTEI/AAAAAAAAAHM/NroJ5HTozNQ/s320/Double%2BBass%2Bsection%2Band%2BMs%2BSia.JPG" style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5614978309975395394" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;i&gt;(Band Night, with Ms Sia!)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This year's SYF, the juniors got a silver again. But I believed, one day we'll get our Gold, when the time comes and when we deserve it. SYF 09 certainly was.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36151887-8112414771502088031?l=chocolover-thx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolover-thx.blogspot.com/feeds/8112414771502088031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36151887&amp;postID=8112414771502088031' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36151887/posts/default/8112414771502088031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36151887/posts/default/8112414771502088031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolover-thx.blogspot.com/2011/06/band.html' title='BAND'/><author><name>thxlovesChelsea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12834353004161619190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-n4cqpUm9sX0/Tu739MYawkI/AAAAAAAAAb0/7p-JCouq-xo/s220/27tazf_bigger.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wHo7LLpB0tU/TexsTIl9jlI/AAAAAAAAAH8/Wn6HP3A0xBs/s72-c/DSC01049.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36151887.post-5581299493791947727</id><published>2011-06-05T21:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-06-05T21:46:12.920-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It has been more than a year since I posted! And luckily, I remembered my password. Haha. There're really a lot of things that happened over this year and I gave up on my written diary since I simply can't find time to actually write. Well, actually they're spent Facebooking and don't-know-what-else. The Internet is killing me. So, I should just blog about all the mile stones that had happened from Jan 2010 till June 2011. Sigh, this blogging feeling is good. Writing in a nice looking diary and you don't have to worry about untidiness!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36151887-5581299493791947727?l=chocolover-thx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolover-thx.blogspot.com/feeds/5581299493791947727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36151887&amp;postID=5581299493791947727' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36151887/posts/default/5581299493791947727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36151887/posts/default/5581299493791947727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolover-thx.blogspot.com/2011/06/it-has-been-more-than-year-since-i.html' title=''/><author><name>thxlovesChelsea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12834353004161619190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-n4cqpUm9sX0/Tu739MYawkI/AAAAAAAAAb0/7p-JCouq-xo/s220/27tazf_bigger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36151887.post-6684376186104770859</id><published>2010-01-13T00:01:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-13T00:39:39.295-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i realised i always stop posting for a long period before i start posting some random posts again.&lt;br /&gt;It's been 4 years with this blog since marlene helped me created it. and it created two new nicknames for me: Thanx and something which lesser the ppl know, the better. all &lt;em&gt;thanx&lt;/em&gt; to marlene and her url.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life's good...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cedar is new and i don't know... the classroom is big, huge! but since our class is small, there's no need to expand the classroom. i find that sitting in front is so much better than at the back like last year. i always can't pay attention. i'll feel like sleeping, then daydream, talk to yingxin,, ask her when's recess, whether she brought food to eat in class, i mean sweets, and giving her daily sports update! sitting with her is fun! at least someone knows about chelsea and rafael nadal!:D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;this year i sat with shih hui, and we chose the wrong side and ended up elbowing each other whenever we write. Then ms begam made me move in front to sit with jeok lyn. so now i have to turn aroun to talk to shih hui. haha, now i can ask zhang xian maths questions if shihhui doesn't know. yingxin sprung at the first opportunity today. she shouted HOW TO DO EX 20? haha, she's damn funny. always the slacker. recess is always the best period, eating together with brenda, yixuan and shihhui. we always have things to say about brenda's choice of food and her spped of finishing them. haha, it was so fun. and now, her birthday is coming soon. we are so going to make her cry. haha, we're so evil.&gt;:)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;so busy nowadays, diagnostic tests ( how i wish we don't have to revise and just sit for the test), band (induction, band auditions, performance), going out with friends... watching tv... lalala and blahblahblah. how i wish i can buy more time or just go back to sec one, when we don't need to bother about anything. october... get as far from me as possible. talking about that, let me tell you a joke!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You saw a bear, what do you do?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Get as FUR from it as possible!!! haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;O levels... luckily, after going through one whole year of tedious chinese lesson, i finally got what i wanted. A1. i was really scared when wu lao shi called my name. then she whispered A1, i was like, heng ah! it's terrifying. i mean you have to wait for so long just to get that damn piece of paper. some were happy, some were disappointed... it's really sad, makes me feel like crying too when you see some that cannot celebrate together with you. nvm, perhaps they are better in other stuff anyway! must jia you! let's work hard towards o levels together!:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chelsea so far had been fantastic, although december was surely not the month for them. i miss essien and drogba. they are one of the best! the premier league trophy is within reach... just 18 match. arsenal finally decided to draw matches and man u went bonkers. quack that fergie! it's his just deserts, criticizing benitez and all the unlucky referrees who had done the right thing. maybe your time is up, and your reign of premier league as well. so long, farewell! haha, hope west ham won't get relegated... i love zola!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arts of the month's double bass performance is damn embarassing. we went a bit wrong at the high D for simple gift... and we ended the performance by spinning the bass. haha, hope that no one can hear the performance clearly:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Band auditions... the same as usual. they see the double bass, they want to faint. some don't look at me when i tried to talk to them, some just plainly ignore me. hey, i'm trying my best to encourage you to join the best cca and yet you just pretend i don't exist. so what if i play the double bass? i won't force you to play that. you can take other instruments what, whatever, my job is just to find sec ones to play my instrument, so the others are none of my business, so i should stop trying to brainwash them anymore. can't be bothered already. my life span is shortened after 4 years in cedar...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;okay, that's it then.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; 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title=''/><author><name>thxlovesChelsea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12834353004161619190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-n4cqpUm9sX0/Tu739MYawkI/AAAAAAAAAb0/7p-JCouq-xo/s220/27tazf_bigger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36151887.post-2630092428585473213</id><published>2009-10-22T21:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-22T21:42:54.065-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>rock on chelsea and thrash blackburn and man u!!!&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;liverpool please win man u!!! but that doesn't mean i support them, but i hate man u to the core. they are always so lucky. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;checking papers in 3 more days! oh no. i never ever want to see physics again... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;still have 3 zuo wen and 1 test paper to do. darn it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36151887-2630092428585473213?l=chocolover-thx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolover-thx.blogspot.com/feeds/2630092428585473213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36151887&amp;postID=2630092428585473213' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36151887/posts/default/2630092428585473213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36151887/posts/default/2630092428585473213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolover-thx.blogspot.com/2009/10/rock-on-chelsea-and-thrash-blackburn.html' title=''/><author><name>thxlovesChelsea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12834353004161619190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-n4cqpUm9sX0/Tu739MYawkI/AAAAAAAAAb0/7p-JCouq-xo/s220/27tazf_bigger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36151887.post-1364835569903646098</id><published>2009-08-28T09:36:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T03:41:41.210-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;I TO THE X TO THE O-R-A! &lt;br /&gt;I TO THE X TO THE O-R-A! &lt;br /&gt;IXORA THE COBRA IS HERE TO SAY, &lt;br /&gt;SO LISTEN UP WE'LL ROCK YOU DOWN! &lt;br /&gt;IXORA'S MOVES WILL SHINE THE TOWN! &lt;br /&gt;GO IXORA,GO GO IXORA! &lt;br /&gt;GO IXORA,GO GO IXORA! &lt;br /&gt;BOOM SHOW YOUR POWER!&lt;br /&gt;BOOM IXORA FLOWER! &lt;br /&gt;BOOM LIKE NO OTHER! &lt;br /&gt;IXORA THE COBRA!&lt;br /&gt;IXORA THE COBRA! &lt;br /&gt;IXORA THE COBRA! &lt;br /&gt;SSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!!!&lt;/i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOW!!! ixora's third for cheer!!!omg... can't believe it when the emcee announced that. our efforts were paid off after practicing so hard for like one month and two weeks according to leng jen.&lt;br /&gt;and i can't believe that ixora cheer 09 has come to an end. there will be nothing to stay back for on tuesday and friday, going to bishan stadium, laughing at each other's funny mistakes and many more. but no more muscle aches:) i plastered half a box of salonpas so that i will be in full force during sports day:) but it's quite fun and stingy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was the earliest to reach the stadium @ 5am. and soak teng then told me that it was supposed to be 5.45. and the whole stadium was wet. then bougae came... and more came... and finally we start doing our hair and make ups. ha, i love the hair spray. so cool.then we practice and do the VICTORY cheer. it gets you super high and makes you super crazy. i love that cheer:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheered for band during the inter-unit relay. we came in last:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at 8.45, we went to assemble outside the stadium for briefing. we were the last to perform. i was freaking nervous. we were praticing our stunts, whispering cheers, wishing other houses good luck.then it's our turn. we have to walk thorugh that mini-tunnel thingy and it makes you feel like a football star! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. we charged out like superman and begin our cheer...we did fabulous and we ended off with the ixora-barbie girl cheer.&lt;br /&gt;haha. i know we'll do just fine after so many drilling practices. and we almost emptied the vending machine in bishan stadium!!!and the results showed it all. although we're the last in auditions, but we improved and won third!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all thanks to our fabulous cheer cap and the whole squad. cherie, eleanor, minru, shanshan, adilah, anisa, aqilah, hannah, wan xin, xiao ying, aerilynn, alicia, ashikin, huixian, lengjen, priscilla and soakteng. you guys rock especially one of the sec three that has 'h' in her name. okay lah, the best is our dear cheer cap soak teng who spent the trouble and time to make sure our cheer is 100% perfect. lots of thx to her.:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;congrats to champion rose. after watching their cheer video, i really have to admit you guys were really good. good job lingyi! :)congrats to garde who got second. they were really funny and made me relax a little when i was waiting for our turn. :)&lt;br /&gt;haha, cheer was super fun. can't wait for next year's cheer to come and see ixora win. and this time we're so gonna get the gold piece of chocolate!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall relax for the whole weekend and enjoy the chelsea vs burnley match, and belgium F1. &lt;br /&gt;us open is coming soon..... :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-n4cqpUm9sX0/Tu739MYawkI/AAAAAAAAAb0/7p-JCouq-xo/s220/27tazf_bigger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36151887.post-8663460080695237535</id><published>2009-08-03T10:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T20:02:04.223-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>SO &lt;b&gt;BORED&lt;/b&gt;!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;spent the whole day listening to FANTASTIC hungarian rhapsody no.2. liszt's composition are nice:)&lt;br /&gt;then play games on facebook.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shih hui called me yesterday. i told her i have not done much when i was 'on holiday'. so i'm gonna start preparing for common test. i will start once i'm finished playing. haha, homework later too. no mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall continue listening to hungarian rhapsody no. 2. it is just so cute. adorable but NOT ugly. it's BEAUTIFUL. yixuan, really, believe me. stop listening to howl's, listen to this to!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;coming back in 2 more days.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36151887-8663460080695237535?l=chocolover-thx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolover-thx.blogspot.com/feeds/8663460080695237535/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36151887&amp;postID=8663460080695237535' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36151887/posts/default/8663460080695237535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36151887/posts/default/8663460080695237535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolover-thx.blogspot.com/2009/08/so-bored-spent-whole-day-listening-to.html' title=''/><author><name>thxlovesChelsea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12834353004161619190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-n4cqpUm9sX0/Tu739MYawkI/AAAAAAAAAb0/7p-JCouq-xo/s220/27tazf_bigger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36151887.post-6125338020701238587</id><published>2009-08-02T11:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-02T21:00:13.615-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Chelsea is gonna come back in &lt;b&gt;12&lt;/b&gt; days time!!!!! that is, like, less than 2 weeks. Chelsea has been doing well for pre-season matches and i know that they can do it this time:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i missed the cheer auditions on saturday cos i'm not allowed to touch a small square centimetre of cedar for a week. hope ixora did well for the auditions. can't wait to get back to school to continue practicing for cheer again:) GO IXORA! we are gonna rule sports day'09!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my brother and sister are so jealous that i can stay at home and have my one-week holiday. hello? this is called on mc not holiday. but apparently, i'm gonna enjoy myself before i get back to school and, if i feel like it, prepare for upcoming common test. i have no textbooks at home so my mom can't ask me to revise&gt;:) haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;schumacher is coming back in his pro ferrari!!! omg, he's the best. hope that he will be able to thrash that button. i know he can! he's like the fastest in almost all the grand prix. i can't wait to see him race. i want to see button's face after he's thrashed. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;express yourself day sounded so fun... just so sad that i can't go.:( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stuck with com and tv. but no one to quarrel with. hope hsu chieh is enjoying herself in band, coming out with 'dance steps' for singapore songs. i can't stop laughing just thinking about it. i felt so evil but it's just so funny to think what kind of creative stuff she can come out with as sherri, debbie and me have not thought of. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i so want to go back to school.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36151887-6125338020701238587?l=chocolover-thx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolover-thx.blogspot.com/feeds/6125338020701238587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36151887&amp;postID=6125338020701238587' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36151887/posts/default/6125338020701238587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36151887/posts/default/6125338020701238587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolover-thx.blogspot.com/2009/08/chelsea-is-gonna-come-back-in-12-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>thxlovesChelsea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12834353004161619190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-n4cqpUm9sX0/Tu739MYawkI/AAAAAAAAAb0/7p-JCouq-xo/s220/27tazf_bigger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36151887.post-5423053822427027609</id><published>2009-07-30T13:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T22:21:16.226-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY ANUPA!!! my one and only band-mate in class! i owe you a present... haha, you'll have to wait.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36151887-5423053822427027609?l=chocolover-thx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolover-thx.blogspot.com/feeds/5423053822427027609/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36151887&amp;postID=5423053822427027609' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36151887/posts/default/5423053822427027609'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36151887/posts/default/5423053822427027609'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolover-thx.blogspot.com/2009/07/happy-birthday-anupa-my-one-and-only.html' title=''/><author><name>thxlovesChelsea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12834353004161619190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-n4cqpUm9sX0/Tu739MYawkI/AAAAAAAAAb0/7p-JCouq-xo/s220/27tazf_bigger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36151887.post-2759650985479427125</id><published>2009-07-30T12:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T21:22:24.963-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i just recovered from my super high fever of 40 degrees. but still felt very weird. like floating on air cos i am very dizzy. my mom says it's because i have not eaten for 2 days. still got a bit of slight headache.&lt;br /&gt;today, everybody should be enjoying themselves except for me...:( cannot join the class as being bimbo.&lt;br /&gt;called soak teng yesterday to tell her i can't make it for saturday's audition, and i found out that many cheerleaders were sick too. hope that all of us can get well soon!!! &lt;br /&gt;my junior's sick too... so yesterday only hsu chieh went for band... haha, then she will understand those days when debbie and sherri dumped me during the holidays. :)&lt;br /&gt;staying at home is damn sian... but i get to miss chinese test!!! so happy. not sure if i can make it for national day. nvm, then i don't need to wear stuffy white pants.:) and i don't have to 'dance' with my double bass. anyway, it will melt under the hot sun.&lt;br /&gt;haha, called yixuan yesterday and she complained that she and shih hui were 'two lonely soul'. enjoy the peacefulness when i'm not in school???&lt;br /&gt;everyone is like getting sick... oh no... when will it ever end? 7 days. it's long. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know you all miss me. don't worry, i will be back. soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36151887-2759650985479427125?l=chocolover-thx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolover-thx.blogspot.com/feeds/2759650985479427125/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36151887&amp;postID=2759650985479427125' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36151887/posts/default/2759650985479427125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36151887/posts/default/2759650985479427125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolover-thx.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-just-recovered-from-my-super-high.html' title=''/><author><name>thxlovesChelsea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12834353004161619190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-n4cqpUm9sX0/Tu739MYawkI/AAAAAAAAAb0/7p-JCouq-xo/s220/27tazf_bigger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36151887.post-1166777289368715330</id><published>2009-07-27T21:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T21:38:00.994-07:00</updated><title type='text'>sucky day</title><content type='html'>CAN'T YOU JUST FREAKIN &lt;i&gt;ASK&lt;/i&gt;? I DON'T MIND YOU TAKING THE WHOLE THING BUT IT'S STILL &lt;b&gt;MINE&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36151887-1166777289368715330?l=chocolover-thx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolover-thx.blogspot.com/feeds/1166777289368715330/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36151887&amp;postID=1166777289368715330' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36151887/posts/default/1166777289368715330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36151887/posts/default/1166777289368715330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolover-thx.blogspot.com/2009/07/sucky-day.html' title='sucky day'/><author><name>thxlovesChelsea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12834353004161619190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-n4cqpUm9sX0/Tu739MYawkI/AAAAAAAAAb0/7p-JCouq-xo/s220/27tazf_bigger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36151887.post-4169776375447076726</id><published>2009-07-26T23:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T21:26:23.438-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>liverpool thrashed singapore 5-0. gosh, everyone is like cheering for liverpool. so many people, even redder than national day. talking about national day... i don't have any white pants or berms. whoever wears pants or berms in such a hot day? guess my 2 white shorts are not approved... can't possibly wear skirt. i will be opening my legs wide to hold the double bass. aiya whatever, shall think about it next time. &lt;br /&gt;back to liverpool. attracted so many people to watch them. even my brother betrayed man u and went to velocity and watched them. didn't tell me or else i will consider missing rehearsal... ha, just joking. but you might never get a chance to see a world class footballer again... rehearsal is damn boring. playing service medley, lalala and blahblahblah. so boring.i was tempting zhiye to drink my nice green tea but she managed to control herself.:(&lt;br /&gt;when the Caucasian stepped onto the field before the  match, i was thinking, wow, she's gonna sing the national anthem like the FA cup. but only: when you walk through the storm hold your head up high. i went crazy and my blood boiled. she can sing all she wants at the Kop but not here!!! &lt;br /&gt;lewis hamilton won hungarian GP!!! i knew that he can do it! that's the only good news so far.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to bugis yesterday with yixuan and shih hui to shop for shih hui's bimbo clothes. take so long that i feel like killing her. she owes me a big favour next time. i was very tired when walking through bugis street cos i went for cheer from 8 in the morning to 12plus. cheer was so fun and funny, just like last time in sec 1. :) we have a pro cheer cap:) and a good base!!! and that's me! okay, xiao ying, soak teng, leng jen and ME!!!we have cute sec 1s too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LIVERPOOL, you shall always be below CHELSEA! &lt;br /&gt;chelsea is the best even if they go US instead.&lt;br /&gt;chelsea shall conquer BPL 09 and 10!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36151887-4169776375447076726?l=chocolover-thx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolover-thx.blogspot.com/feeds/4169776375447076726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36151887&amp;postID=4169776375447076726' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36151887/posts/default/4169776375447076726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36151887/posts/default/4169776375447076726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolover-thx.blogspot.com/2009/07/liverpool-thrashed-singapore-5-0.html' title=''/><author><name>thxlovesChelsea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12834353004161619190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-n4cqpUm9sX0/Tu739MYawkI/AAAAAAAAAb0/7p-JCouq-xo/s220/27tazf_bigger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36151887.post-5872067739934897945</id><published>2009-07-07T06:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T06:27:40.350-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wow! good job HUI XIAN!!!&lt;br /&gt;luckily, i passed MOST of my mye. [i haven't receive maths yet]&lt;br /&gt;i felt so guilty after mye finished because i spent 4 hours everyday watching the tv. life at home is just too boring that you need entertainment &lt;s&gt;sometimes&lt;/s&gt; for the whole june holiday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;came back to school with blocked nose and cough. don't worry! it's not H1N1, it's just because i ate too much merci... i lost my sense of smell for one whole day. eating ramen at ajisen was just a waste of money.:( i can't sleep properly for 3 days, cos i had to breathe through my mouth. eew, i feel like a fish. blubblubblub. and now the irritating cough is back. i dreaded it. everytime i feel that my throat is a bit itchy, i will start coughing non-stop. if i try to stop, i will choke. and i was very scared of distracting the class. it happened during pe and ms wong sent me to drink some water, and during ss/geog. irritating cough, make me feel so old.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO JEALOUS of shujia. she went to show off her &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;ARSENAL&lt;/span&gt; alarm clock her friend had bought for her at UK! i tried to influence her that arsenal sucks, but she didn't care. then i chased her away. i want &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;CHELSEA&lt;/span&gt; alarm clock, who's going to give me one?&lt;br /&gt;then we talked about liverpool coming to singapore, we were all so jealous. if the tickets were cheaper, we could have went lor. so shocking that all seats were almost sold out.yingxin, shujia and i wanted to go to airport to fetch them too if we know the time. but, sadly, we don't. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;someone... tell me where?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; our main aim: to watch handsome torres and gerrard:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, have to 'revise' oral now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36151887-5872067739934897945?l=chocolover-thx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolover-thx.blogspot.com/feeds/5872067739934897945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36151887&amp;postID=5872067739934897945' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36151887/posts/default/5872067739934897945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36151887/posts/default/5872067739934897945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolover-thx.blogspot.com/2009/07/wow-good-job-hui-xian-luckily-i-passed.html' title=''/><author><name>thxlovesChelsea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12834353004161619190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-n4cqpUm9sX0/Tu739MYawkI/AAAAAAAAAb0/7p-JCouq-xo/s220/27tazf_bigger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36151887.post-4504760242991045037</id><published>2009-07-06T18:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T06:11:40.391-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>shoots... federer won wimbledon!!! there goes nadal's world no. 1!!!&lt;br /&gt;too sad to talk now...:(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36151887-4504760242991045037?l=chocolover-thx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolover-thx.blogspot.com/feeds/4504760242991045037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36151887&amp;postID=4504760242991045037' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36151887/posts/default/4504760242991045037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36151887/posts/default/4504760242991045037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolover-thx.blogspot.com/2009/06/shoots.html' title=''/><author><name>thxlovesChelsea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12834353004161619190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-n4cqpUm9sX0/Tu739MYawkI/AAAAAAAAAb0/7p-JCouq-xo/s220/27tazf_bigger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36151887.post-4455159257710370741</id><published>2009-07-01T22:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T22:39:57.529-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>gosh... 8 more days to O levels chinese oral!!! ahhh!!! omg, i'm freaking out. even though i speak chinese at home, it doesn't confirm that i will open my mouth in front of the examiner. super freaky. i might hyperventilate.....&lt;br /&gt;omg...but i don't feel like revising for it. who ever &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;revise&lt;/span&gt; how to talk? i think i'm gonna go in to the room and start crapping, that is if i don't lost my entry proof. it's possible cos i almost can't find my PSLE entry proof last time. so troublesome, why must we have a dumb paper to prove that we are taking o levels??? who ever wants to take it... we are forced to do it. i'm having some kind of exam-phobia due to last year's eye. can't believe i passed science as i was still watching F1 the day before.&lt;br /&gt;I WANT MY SPORTS CHANNELS BACK. NOW.&lt;br /&gt;........................................................................................&lt;br /&gt;TRIP TO VIVO with marlene (marley and me!!!) haha.&lt;br /&gt;met marlene at boon keng after her lit exam. haha, she's damn angry with her poem and a specific &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;someone. &lt;/span&gt;luckily i didn't take lit. but the other subjects are enough to kill me.&lt;br /&gt;oh..... the last time marlene and i went out together was like last year, and now we are going to vivo!!! but for safety reasons, marlene has to keep a safe one metre contact away from me. sorry marlene, social responsibility. but does social responsibility includes sharing ice lemon tea??? i hope it does or else marley and i will be viewed as irresponsible. but i'm confirmed safe cos my bro didn't sneeze at me yesterday, he only coughed at me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saw lots of cedarians there. tsk, all not practicing social responsibility. at least i brought my metre rule...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ate ben and jerry's: cake batter and black raspberry...(dunno what's the full name) so yummy, i wanted to buy one more but it was time for the movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ICE AGE IS DAMN FUNNY.&lt;br /&gt;sid is always as lame, then the unknown squirrel who always loses his acorn has a new girlfriend!!! haha. then manny's baby-peaches-is damn cute:)&lt;br /&gt;i'm so gonna watch UP. the boy is just so cute. i feel like pinching his cheeks!!!&lt;br /&gt;felt so full after we stepped out of the cinema, filled with large combo popcorn and ice cream. gosh, i feel so fat.&lt;br /&gt;omg!!! huixian has swine flu cos she has a symptom!!! she has snorting like a swine a few minutes before the movie starts!!! come on, quarantine me!!! but on a condition that i don't have to do independent learning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we bought 'best friends' necklaces from diva. love it. :)&lt;br /&gt;marley and i promised to go out more often &lt;s&gt;regardless of whether there's H1N1 or not. &lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have to do independent learning now, independently or if someone else wants to do it for me???&lt;br /&gt;byeee...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36151887-4455159257710370741?l=chocolover-thx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolover-thx.blogspot.com/feeds/4455159257710370741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36151887&amp;postID=4455159257710370741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36151887/posts/default/4455159257710370741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36151887/posts/default/4455159257710370741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolover-thx.blogspot.com/2009/07/gosh.html' title=''/><author><name>thxlovesChelsea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12834353004161619190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-n4cqpUm9sX0/Tu739MYawkI/AAAAAAAAAb0/7p-JCouq-xo/s220/27tazf_bigger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36151887.post-3698692411171530780</id><published>2009-06-30T19:31:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T19:49:53.583-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>getting ready for the vivo belated birthday trip with marlene. i know that we are supposed to practise social responsibility, but going to vivo is important, cos there's BEN AND JERRY'S!!! woohoo. don't worry, i will bring a metre rule with me and keep a safe one metre radius away from  everyone, including marlene.&lt;br /&gt;talking about getting the virus, my sister and brother were quarelling like hell yesterday just because my brother sneezed in front of her 3 times. wth, so paroniod for what? damn irritated by her. she has to complain about that to everyone she see so that my brother will get scolded. evil.&lt;br /&gt;gonna watch ice age:))))))))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday we had a 'class outing' after the end of mid-years. can't believe mid-years had ended. i'm gonna flunk maths. both a and e. accident and emergency. yup, after i receive those paper, i will just faint and land in a and e. okay it's considered class outing cos it's only 3m people at plaza sing and cathay. (i love cathay's new lift!!!!!!!!) it's like so pathetic lah. me, shih hui, deborah, rebecca, min and sharon. SIX only out of 32. so according to my powerful maths, iit's only less than one-fifth of the class. damn pathetic. but it was quite fun... ate at long john's and bought mcflurry later. but i regretted buying it cos i saw ben and jerry's in cathay!!! omg. i was so tempted to buy it. and i have to beg min, rebecca and deborah not to buy, or else i will buy too... i kept squeezing my fats to let shih hui see, and to warn myself to stop eating. nevermind i shall eat it today. doesn't hurt rite??? only a few grams of fats... went home at 5 cos my eyes were super tired and painful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO JEALOUS OF LIVERPOOL FANS. THEY ARE COMING SOON... WHY CAN'T CHELSEA COME??? last saturday, my sister was so tempted to get the liverpool car sticker at toa payoh. traitor. then i told her we don't have a car, how are we suppose to get into the carpark? then my dad said we have. i was like huh? he lift up his calf and said it in hokkien:" this is a car(leg)" wah lao, so lame.&lt;br /&gt;CHELSEA COME TO SINGAPORE!!! PLEASE... man u and liverpool are going on a tour, but liverpool didn't win anything, what can they show off about??? but i do want to see torres and gerrrad:D  they two are so pro. but frank lampard pro-er. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;byeee..... MYE IS OVER!!! WOOHOO!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36151887-3698692411171530780?l=chocolover-thx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolover-thx.blogspot.com/feeds/3698692411171530780/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36151887&amp;postID=3698692411171530780' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36151887/posts/default/3698692411171530780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36151887/posts/default/3698692411171530780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolover-thx.blogspot.com/2009/06/getting-ready-for-vivo-belated-birthday.html' title=''/><author><name>thxlovesChelsea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12834353004161619190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-n4cqpUm9sX0/Tu739MYawkI/AAAAAAAAAb0/7p-JCouq-xo/s220/27tazf_bigger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36151887.post-7933862357447350556</id><published>2009-06-17T00:25:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T00:30:20.511-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>very bored at home. dying soon. watched the news yesterday. someone recommended closing of schools!!! hope school closes and there will be no mye. kay, shall book a trip to melbourne to catch those cute little virus, then i don't have to worry about mye!!! woohoo. there's nothing to do at home... i'm bored to tears. gimme back my sports channels. gimme back. &gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;I NEED ENTERTAINMENT. shall play 'the entertainer' later to entertain myself. as if it works... Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz... z to the power of 23. avocado's number!!! ahhh... i have to forget about chem and study for ss/ geog, bio and maths! AHHHHH. wth. come on, chem, get out now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36151887-7933862357447350556?l=chocolover-thx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolover-thx.blogspot.com/feeds/7933862357447350556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36151887&amp;postID=7933862357447350556' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36151887/posts/default/7933862357447350556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36151887/posts/default/7933862357447350556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolover-thx.blogspot.com/2009/06/very-bored-at-home.html' title=''/><author><name>thxlovesChelsea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12834353004161619190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-n4cqpUm9sX0/Tu739MYawkI/AAAAAAAAAb0/7p-JCouq-xo/s220/27tazf_bigger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36151887.post-1919267480785470426</id><published>2009-06-01T15:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T21:17:35.686-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OMGOMGOMGOMGOMG! CHELSEA WON!!!~&lt;br /&gt;yay!&lt;br /&gt;they finally win something!!!&lt;br /&gt;....................................................&lt;br /&gt;that match was damn exciting.&lt;br /&gt;saha scored at 26seconds, and my sis and i were like oh shit! then she started going crazy. i told her to shut up and said that chelsea will surely catch up.&lt;br /&gt;but they lose a lot of chances. and then drogba scores a stunning goal! woohoo!&lt;br /&gt;HALF TIME.&lt;br /&gt;then lampard saves the day again by scoring the final goal at 70 plus minutes! he slipped at first, then he immediately kick in the ball and scores!!! lampard is the best.:)&lt;br /&gt;....................................................&lt;br /&gt;chelsea won!!! yayyayyay. luckily there's no lousy referee for this match.&lt;br /&gt;the ceremony was so cool. and funny. essien was so comical, even though he looked so scary on the field. it was so nice seeing chelsea so happy...&lt;br /&gt;but i'm not happy with champions league. &gt;:( barca shouldn't even win at all...&lt;br /&gt;nvm, as long as chelsea win fa cup, i'm satisfied. it's all thanks to guus hiddink. he's the best.:)&lt;br /&gt;GO CHELSEA!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36151887-1919267480785470426?l=chocolover-thx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolover-thx.blogspot.com/feeds/1919267480785470426/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36151887&amp;postID=1919267480785470426' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36151887/posts/default/1919267480785470426'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36151887/posts/default/1919267480785470426'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolover-thx.blogspot.com/2009/06/omgomgomgomgomg-chelsea-won-yay-they.html' title=''/><author><name>thxlovesChelsea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12834353004161619190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-n4cqpUm9sX0/Tu739MYawkI/AAAAAAAAAb0/7p-JCouq-xo/s220/27tazf_bigger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36151887.post-1824377198987989854</id><published>2009-05-29T03:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T21:08:29.502-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>goshgoshgosh. MYE is so... indescribable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SCARY: when the teacher speaks into the mike suddenly, eg. "You have 15 mins left", i will jump. gosh.&lt;br /&gt;HOT AND STUFFY: during chinese test, i was stuck in the middle of the hall. no fans, no wind, nothing. except that there's sweat or &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;perspiration&lt;/span&gt;. luckily my usual seat is at the back with fans. woo... i wonder how the ex-sec 4s survived??? gosh gosh.&lt;br /&gt;TIRING: it's like a formula one pen test lah. pens are trying to zoom past the papers at the speed of light. hey, that's a good idea. someone out there, please invent it to help slowpokes like me. THX a lot. :) gosh gosh gosh.&lt;br /&gt;WASTE OF TIME: we have to assemble like 15-25mins earlier, in the hot hot space outside the staffroom where it's so noisy. gosh gosh gosh gosh.&lt;br /&gt;FUN: yar, believe me, it's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;SUPER FUN. &lt;/span&gt;not. gosh gosh gosh gosh gosh.&lt;br /&gt;...............................................................................&lt;br /&gt;nvm, shall not worry about stupid mye anymore. can't wait for FA cup!!! GO CHELSEA!!!&lt;br /&gt;right after the match, my dad is gonna cancel sports. :( :( :( what can i watch from now on? how about my french open??? my Turkish race??? pop, into air.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright, that means i need to concentrate for mye. really concentreate. ha, like i will. as if lah. my table is directly next to my piano, so major distraction. and it's facing the tv!!! oh no. heck lah.&lt;br /&gt;bye for now. :) whee....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36151887-1824377198987989854?l=chocolover-thx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolover-thx.blogspot.com/feeds/1824377198987989854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36151887&amp;postID=1824377198987989854' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36151887/posts/default/1824377198987989854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36151887/posts/default/1824377198987989854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolover-thx.blogspot.com/2009/05/goshgoshgosh.html' title=''/><author><name>thxlovesChelsea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12834353004161619190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-n4cqpUm9sX0/Tu739MYawkI/AAAAAAAAAb0/7p-JCouq-xo/s220/27tazf_bigger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36151887.post-580311956745616407</id><published>2009-05-14T15:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T00:59:11.411-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh no... Chelsea has lost both the champions league and BPL:( they must jia you for FA:) GO CHELSEA!!! guus hiddink is damn pro, but it's so sad that's he's leaving soon. really hope he could carry on managing Chelsea. he and jose mourinho are the best.&lt;br /&gt;2nd leg of champions league-2.30am; Stamford Bridge&lt;br /&gt;Chelsea should not have lost the champions league at all!!! all because of that iniesta scoring at injury time. i even woke up early to watch the match. (recorded it the night before and fast forward it till the end) essien scored at the 9 minutes and for 80 mins straight, they had not let in a goal. i was keeping my fingers crossed. then suddenly the score became 1-1. then i screamed. what the hell. away goal wins......... iniesta scored... omg. i almost cried lah. it was like so close. and there was a handball from barcalona which chelsea DESERVES a penalty. wth. then towards the end, there was another handball which DESERVES another penalty, and ballack even went after the referee asking for one. and that overbo said it's not. last time, during the bolton BPL match, there was the same situation and the referee gave a penalty to chelsea... wth, it's so unfair~ in the end, chelsea lost to barca... :(&lt;br /&gt;CHELSEA IS STILL THE BEST. THEY WILL BE THE FA CHAMPIONS!!!&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Mid years is coming soon. Just can't feel the 'stress' i'm suppose to receive. haha, maybe it's just coming late. i just don't have the mood to study physics and chemistry. just go to the exams and tikam lah. but i think a day before the exams, i will regret for what i said today about not studying and make some stupid resoloutions again about studying two weeks before EYE. DREAM ON LAH, HUI XIAN. by the time when it's EYE, i will be slacking again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BIGGEST DISTRACTIONS WHEN STUDYING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;TV&lt;/span&gt;- Cable tv is the worst. There's shows 24/7. after 1 shows there's another one after that. then, there will be another one. sports are the worst. there are always replays of matches and Chelsea TV!!! and there's tennis, F1 on weekends, table tennis and lots of other stuff. BUT I DO NOT WATCH WWE. gosh, it's so gross. and my brother says it an 'entertainment'. gosh... so disgusting. but next year, starhub won't be screening BPL anymore :(:(:(. one of my main source of entertainment is gone. POP, just like that. it won't be fun staying up at night anymore...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Piano&lt;/span&gt;- Good excuse to escape from studying. and also from helping my mum to wash the dishes:) just say: oh, i'm practicing for my EXAM. don't disturb me. easy peasy treasy. but my sister always finds it so noisy. and i just ask her to shut up. and when she tries to remember her grade 1 pieces, it's worse lah. pot calling the kettle black. yar, it's quite true, cos she's damn tan. haha. so about one hour gone from studying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Reading&lt;/span&gt;- This will take forever to stop. 3 hours??? then when i stop studying to wait for my liquid paper to dry, which is like 1 minute, i will read again for 15 minutes. then i will feel so tired...--&gt; proceed to forth distraction&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4.&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Daydreaming/ Lying on bed&lt;/span&gt;- It's easy. just stare into space. not energy consuming at all, but just time consuming. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt;Talking to Yixuan&lt;/span&gt;- Yixuan, don't you feel so honoured to be one of my top distractions??? calling her can take hours to hang up. we talk about anything under the sun/mercury/venus/earth/moon/mars/jupiter/saturn/uranus/neptune/pluto/milky way and lalala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so how can i study???&lt;br /&gt;omg... i hope i can get an A for physics this time...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36151887-580311956745616407?l=chocolover-thx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolover-thx.blogspot.com/feeds/580311956745616407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36151887&amp;postID=580311956745616407' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36151887/posts/default/580311956745616407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36151887/posts/default/580311956745616407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolover-thx.blogspot.com/2009/05/oh-no.html' title=''/><author><name>thxlovesChelsea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12834353004161619190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-n4cqpUm9sX0/Tu739MYawkI/AAAAAAAAAb0/7p-JCouq-xo/s220/27tazf_bigger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36151887.post-4732031527419061027</id><published>2009-04-03T21:37:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T00:56:39.924-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='SYF&apos;09'/><title type='text'>SYF'09</title><content type='html'>oh no!!! it's SYF today. was very nervous.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up at around 5.30 this morning so can take the earlier bus. i was afraid i forgotten to take my band u so at least can rush back home if i found out. or IF kahei remembers to remind me. i guess it's always the other way round.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so nervous. must aim for gold. CSB CAN DO IT!!! i have GREAT confidence... :) especially when CSB has such a great double bass section. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dragged the clothes bag to the bus stop(cos it's the hugo boss business suit clothes bag which it's super &lt;s&gt;hugo&lt;/s&gt; huge.). the bus was punctual!!! at least it's not too early, cos i kept unzipping my bag to see if i missed out anything so i will have to chase the bus if it comes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh nooo.... i have BUTTERFLIES in my tummy. :( how gross.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bio lab the 1st period. gross, we have to chop a liver :( so i ask my helpful lab partner, shih hui, to be the butcher. it's all squishy like a mouldy eraser. gross. does the human liver look like that too? gosh, i'm going to vomit my guts out.i didn't even dare to poke it into the test tube. but it was found watching it bubble out. but manganese oxide is cooler. looks like potion. hot and bubbly. woooo..... shih hui says she does not want to drink it.:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PE: yay i LOVE PE. don't you think pe is the greatest thing on earth??? especially when you don't need to do napfa and watch the others do it instead. thank goodness i have a chance to &lt;em&gt;overexert&lt;/em&gt; myself and i haven't practice my laoya situps yet..... i kept forgetting to practice... who cares about situps. dumb situps, make me get nil for napfa everytime. &gt;:( so luckily, there's no napfa.:) yay. and sharon told me that she used her hands to peel the liver. oh no. i'm not gonna touch her again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eng: we are the &lt;s&gt;tribal &lt;/s&gt;tribunal(spelling?) team for the proposal presentation. so must pay FULL attention. i hate paying full attention. &gt;:( 50more mins to recess... 5h30mins more to SYF. oh no. the butterflies are fluttering in my tummy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recess: you wanna know what i ate????? :D shall not tell you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;in the band room.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we changed at the percussion section's area:). but in the end, zhiye and i still see obscene stuff from kahei. gosh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eee...my tie is so disgustingly grey. i didn't wash it for like half a year? cos i'm scared that my nice knot will come off and i lost my how-to-tie-a-tie sec 1 english w/s. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;butterflies are coming back...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i took off my court shoes immediately once i wore it cos they hurt. :( but this time i remembered to put plasters on my (what's that thing called) achilles heel (?) instead of sticking it at the stockings like last perfomance at the SCH. oh no, i have lots of holes in my stockings. i hate stockings:(. they are not as gross as the liver but they are still gross.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;butterflies had invited moths into my stomach...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i must remember to button my cuffs tightly in case the bow get caught in the hole and get spun off like last year's speech day. :O i hope i will not drop the bow cos sometimes, when i switch from pizz to arco, the bow will slip. and last time zhiye saw it and find it so amusing. it was damn embarassing. :/ luckily not much people saw it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ms sia came and we ran through the two pieces. i think we sounded well, surely get gold:) haha. quite confident of CSB. we are the best. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we got 5mins break and i ran up the stairs w/o my court shoes but then have to wear it cos the floor was wet. i hate court shoes. (3rd thing i hate today...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so nervous...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;soon, it was 1pm. we grab our files and gave to adeline. and we got the section pin. double bass is quite nice. everyone says so. :) but kahei says it looks like a violin. well, that's so obvious. how can a double bass look like a clarinet??? kahei is always so blur... but not when there's science test. haha, you should see how worried she get everytime before a test. haha. i will be like, kahei, don't worry, i haven't even revise yet...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i knocked the bass once i climbed up the bus. &gt;:( shall tell junying i dropped it from the roof of the bus:). there were not enuf spaces so i have to hold TWO basses, hsu chieh holds one while debbie relax on the chair. then i took out the cloth to wipe the strings. they were so sticky. i noticed that if i used enough force, it will create a screechy sound like kahei's clarinet. (haha, kahei will kill me if she's sees this. :) ) lots of people were irritated by the noise, but they are music to my ears...haha. so i continued making more noise until the friction caused by the strings and cloth burn my fingers. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh no, we reached SCH. i told debbie i want to go back to school... she said this sounds familiar and began telling the story about the rollercoaster at nagashima spaland,japan... i was too scared when the rollercoaster started gaining height and i regretted for paying 1000yen for it. i told sherri i want to go back, but she said too bad. i was freaky scared and i saw a mini Viking ship at a distance. oh no... if there were no safety belts, i think i will immediately jump down. before the rollercoaster dipped, i screamed i wanna go back, no one listened to me. :( after the ride, my legs will go jelly once i think about the steel dragon. including just now when debbie reminded me of the incident. she thought it was damn funny. &gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to go back to schoooooool....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i knocked the double bass again. :X sorry, double bass, i didn't do it on purpose. :(&lt;br /&gt;debbie took a few photos while waiting at the sort-of foyer at the SCH. we were practicing our smiles for merry widow. must be merry like a widow:)... a bit ironic though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then ms sia told us to tune at the corner even though i told her that the people there don't allow. so i went to pluckpluckpluck. yay, the new E string is doing fine. should have changed all of them at one shot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went into a tuning room.&lt;br /&gt;then to the cargo lift. ha, we got special treatment. luckily we don't have to climb 3 levels of stairs otherwise we will take forever. ther cargo lift's door closed from the top and i screamed cos i didn't expect that. it reminds me of the freefall tower of terror in disney sea but this doesn't have seatbelts! oh no, i hope we don't die.....&lt;br /&gt;ding!we reached the third floor. the whole world's population of butterflies visited my tummy.:/ so nervous. we must get gold and do our school proud!&lt;br /&gt;it was a very long time before we enter the stage. i smiled!!! to the audience. the butterflies and moths are trying to break free. hope they don't or else i will scream and never enter SCH again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;overture no. 1 went smoothly.&lt;br /&gt;merry widow... i smiled at appopriate places. yay. kept looking at ms sia cos i memorised the score already. the waltz went well... and my blister burst during the middle:/.part 10 have no electric guitar sound while plucking... part 11... debbie asked me to play the 1st note cos i miraculously can pluck loud at that part. but it went a bit sharp. :/ oh no... but i carried on...i was damn scared i will have more mistakes. yay, i didn't drop my bow at part 17. :) i used all my remaining energy at piu mosso. yay. i conquered SYF!!! now, please let us get gold...... *cross fingers*&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;ate lots of chocs to fill back my tummy cos the butterflies were gone. :) shoo, butterflies!!!&lt;br /&gt;oh... hsu chieh has to go back for MTP. but she didn't have her phone so she can't receive live telecast about the results.:(&lt;br /&gt;we went in to watched other bands. nanyang was superb. wow, dunman high has a harp and cellos and 6 double bassist. the cellos didn't play for overture.:( unfair! i want to play cello then. :)&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;results***&lt;br /&gt;it was very tense... so far, the bands before us didn't receive gold...&lt;br /&gt;OH NO!!! it's our turn!!! &lt;em&gt;please.......&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CEDAR GIRLS': silver&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMGOMG!&lt;br /&gt;we got a silver again. i tried to remain calm... ... ... ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the moment i went out to the waiting area, i saw everyone crying... down came my tears. we really spent lots of effort on it and all we want is just to break through the continuous silvers we had been getting... why can't we get the gold? we sacrificed our hols, our free time, just so that we can acheive something we are proud of. everyone was like hugging and crying. i called yixuan once i calmed myself down. i told her we got a silver and my tears came down again. ditto to shih hui and my mum. it was really a shock. i had never ever cried so hard in public before...:( i guess, we have to accept it. but we really wanted the gold!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;silver it is then...&lt;br /&gt;even though we didn't get the gold, we know we are worth more than that... we shall get it during SYF 2011. Go CSB, you'll be able to do it. especially with the awesome double bass section:D haha.&lt;br /&gt;shall wish all cedar's performing arts to strive for the best! byeeee...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36151887-4732031527419061027?l=chocolover-thx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolover-thx.blogspot.com/feeds/4732031527419061027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36151887&amp;postID=4732031527419061027' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36151887/posts/default/4732031527419061027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36151887/posts/default/4732031527419061027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolover-thx.blogspot.com/2009/04/syf09.html' title='SYF&apos;09'/><author><name>thxlovesChelsea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12834353004161619190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-n4cqpUm9sX0/Tu739MYawkI/AAAAAAAAAb0/7p-JCouq-xo/s220/27tazf_bigger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36151887.post-8434945297547076938</id><published>2008-11-17T19:24:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T20:15:38.392-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>had band from 9 to 4 today again.&lt;br /&gt;debbie finally came after soooo long. 2 weeks?&lt;br /&gt;at least i have someone to irritate :):):):):)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tried the set piece today. i'm going crazy. the rhythm.....complicated.&lt;br /&gt;lover... super fast. i tried to do the dunno-what-is-that-sweeping action from D to G. ha, unsuccessful and ended up with my thumb burning. then the crazy part in the middle. YAY! I PLAYED IT SORT OF SMOOTHLY WITHOUT STOPPING! :D good, you had improved. and i have to teach debbie the fingerings because she missed two tutoring sessions. tsktsk.luckily i wrote everything down, so i can remember what the tutor taught us last monday when debbie went for that...that...that... some sort of work experience thingy. i have to flipped through her file to look for the lover score and it was damn messy. she should organise her file, not dump all her scores at any empty spaces. should learn from me. :D i arranged my scores according to alphabetical order. see? so organise. everytime you need to find a score, just sing the alphabet song and you will know where it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for lunch and had some disgusting food. shall never go there again. it was raining like hell. and this time, the rain didn't stop immediately. too bad, i am almost wet throughout even with an umbrella.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's still some time before band resumes, so we discuss about the farewell. we decided to plan a sectional outing, and let sherri choose her own present. shall limit it to 30 cents. what can she buy??? &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;GREEN COLOUR PENCIL.&lt;/span&gt; yar, good idea. shall mention it to debbie on thursday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FEW PLACES WHERE WE CAN GO:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Bugis&lt;/span&gt;... no, went there lots of time. almost every week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Far East&lt;/span&gt;? erm... maybe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Downtown East&lt;/span&gt;... debbie: we are suppose to buy her a PRESENT, not play. me: then buy the ticket lor.   think it will be super expensive as i think we'll be charged under adults.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Vivo City&lt;/span&gt;...boring. too many people. too many shops. too complicated. too...i dunno&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Cinema&lt;/span&gt;...watch movie. high school musical??? debbie:WHAT?!       &lt;br /&gt;                 maybe we can dump sherri in some NC16 movies then we go and watch some kiddie&lt;br /&gt;                movies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;IMM&lt;/span&gt;... hsu chieh: went there yesterday. me: why? hsu chieh: to watch fei lun hai. me: WHAT?! how disgusting. IMM is fun. there's a big childen's water playground. shall push debbie inside first. can buy lots of chocolates at giant. shop at daiso. eat the chocolate banana cake at secret recipe. yum. but i always get motion sickness on the way there. dunno why, maybe because of the expressway???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;West Coast Park&lt;/span&gt;... omg, i love the adventure playground there!!! tried flying kites and ended up all muddy last time. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;East Coast Park&lt;/span&gt;...erm... boring???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Watch Disney on ice&lt;/span&gt;... don't think there's any now. but it's super nice...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Kallang Leisure Mall&lt;/span&gt;... can try ice skating. arcade. FUN!!! heard that there's a lot of donuts and ice cream at the basement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Velocity or Square 2&lt;/span&gt;... very near my house. there's donut factory there!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;SINGAPORE BOTANIC GARDEN&lt;/span&gt;... i can be the tour guide. i can show them WHERE IS THE TOILET.  but there're lots of butterflies...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;watch dramas&lt;/span&gt;... hsu chieh and i agree except for debbie :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;watch CHELSEA&lt;/span&gt;... yar, nice. super nice. but where can we watch it at... cinema? there're big screens...&lt;br /&gt;debbie suggested going to &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;my house&lt;/span&gt;. NO WAY. i have two super irritating pigs. watching your every move like CCTV. even those barn pigs don't do that.&lt;br /&gt;where else???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;swimming pool&lt;/span&gt;...no.&lt;br /&gt;I DUNNO!!!Let sherri come up with something. i'm too lazy to think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg... we have tutoring again.again.again.again. this time he reached here earlier than us and managed to find us even before we reach there. for the first time. we went to search for some place... classrooms are locked. i suggested the stage in the hall. oh my, that will be damn embarassing. staff room? there's air con. the corridor in the band room where we always have sectionals. but debbie says we will be too noisy. we? loud? impossible. unless blisters grow on my fingers then the double bass will then be loud.in the end, we ended up in the hot, humid and stuffy stairwell. we shall play &lt;em&gt;nice &lt;/em&gt;music for the two recycling bins in there.&lt;br /&gt;yay, i can at least play the overture according to quaver beats!!! good job, hui xian.&lt;br /&gt;then we played lover&lt;br /&gt;then we played benny evilman. pluckpluckpluckpluck. ouch.&lt;br /&gt;and merry widow. the tutor thought it was very funny to call it merry &lt;em&gt;window.&lt;/em&gt; he said we have to pluck holding our bows. oh no...my middle finger shall now share the sufferings with my... what's that name of that finger? fine, the finger-between-my-thumb-and-middle-finger finger. blisters, here i come. OUCH...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then we went back to the band room and played benny evilman. omg, when will my finger-between-my-thumb-and-middle-finger finger heal??? maybe it will be like what the tutor says: double bassist can stir vey hot coffee with their finger. -.-"' yuck, then my finger will be so hard and disgusting. at least it's not as worse as hsu chieh. hers turned GREEN. oh, how absolutely disgusting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;two days to heal my finger and there will be band prac on thursday. why must we ever pluck for benny evilman???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36151887-8434945297547076938?l=chocolover-thx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolover-thx.blogspot.com/feeds/8434945297547076938/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36151887&amp;postID=8434945297547076938' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36151887/posts/default/8434945297547076938'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36151887/posts/default/8434945297547076938'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolover-thx.blogspot.com/2008/11/had-band-from-9-to-4-today-again.html' title=''/><author><name>thxlovesChelsea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12834353004161619190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-n4cqpUm9sX0/Tu739MYawkI/AAAAAAAAAb0/7p-JCouq-xo/s220/27tazf_bigger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36151887.post-3509343122918874054</id><published>2008-10-23T19:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T20:28:21.132-08:00</updated><title type='text'>2Nnchanting lives on forever!!!</title><content type='html'>Oh... I've got back my report book today. Results were only okay-okay. Not good at all. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;English---B4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Chinese---B3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Maths---A1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Science---A1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Geography---A1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;History---B4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Literature---B4&lt;/span&gt; (stupid Corridor took away my A2)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;D&amp;amp;T---C5&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Home Econs---B3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Visual Arts---A1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO... I've decided to go Triple Science and SS/Geography because i cannot do TWO humanities as mine suck a lot. :( But i put Chemistry and Physics, Geography and SS/History as my second choice. i bet i will die in that stream. i don't know whether to take bio or physics, so i chose the one that does not need that much memory space. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was the last day of school. I'm supposed to be happy about it, but then i will not be in 2N anymore, with the same friends. :(&lt;br /&gt;And Yoo Jin chose to cry. &gt;:( It's like a chain reaction. once you saw her teary eyes, you will feel like crying. and my tears almost drop, luckily i turned away in time. &lt;em&gt;1 hippopotamus, 2 hippopotamus, 3 hippopotamus, 4 hippopotamus, 5 hippopotamus, 6 hippopotamus, 7 hippopotamus, 8 hippopotamus, 9 hippopotamus, 10 hippopotamus.&lt;/em&gt; okay, safe to turn back. she had successfully made shih hui, anu and joey cried. everytime she met one person, her tears will flow again. it's like as if she is going to korea and never coming back. even malyatha didn't cry as much.&lt;br /&gt;but she's crazy yoo jin after all. and it was so funny when she tried to persuade the whole class to play a game where everyone will say one good thing about everyone in the class. and she said that alicia is like her grandma. then ,i can't remember who, someone said : oh, then beaunice is your husband lor, next!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;malyatha is leaving for IP at VJC. so sad. :( will miss her talking about politics. oh, then alicia will lose her soul mate to discuss about McCain and Obama. Hahaha. too bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will miss playing Bridge with alicia, jerusha and celestine. We even have a sort of "Bridge Club Outing" to IKEA to just eat the meatballs and buy brownies and gummies. it was so fun. we were becoming couch potatoes as we sit in the class and just play Bridge. We were the only group allowed to play cards when Ms Nair came. Bridge is an INTELLECTUAL game. you won't get bored of it, seeing that we had been playing continuously for 3 weeks. :)&lt;br /&gt;Jerusha and Celestine will always sing a jingle: DIAMOND IS THE GIRLS' BEST FRIEND. despite me telling them to shut up everytime. Alicia will be always muttering to herself, remembering which card had came out. haha, it was damn amusing.&lt;br /&gt;We always bid the number of piles until very high and regret in the end. But i collected 12 piles once!!! :D and everytime I won, Celestine and Jerusha will think it's some sort of big acheivement that they have to clap and sometimes do a 'standing ovation'. For example, "Alicia won with THX!!! it's a great acheivement by itself."&lt;br /&gt;it's all because of my careless mistake on the bus back to Singapore from Cameron Highlands. We were playing Bridge and instead of calling an normal Ace for partner, I went call some weird number unknowingly. No one knows who is who's partner. Until the end, i found out that i called myself, and alicia, celestine and jerusha were partners. they obviously won. and ended up laughing so hard. and they won't just let it off, they will remind me everytime about that big mistake, as they think that no one else except THX will make that sort of mistake. whenever i place the wrong card or when me and my partner lost, celestine and jerusha will say, "Nevermind, it's THX after all..." sigh, stupid me. and celestine and jerusha always bully me, not letting me wash when i have only one point. :( but still, playing bridge with them and alicia is still very fun. but we won't be able to play together anymore. :( so sad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, back to yoo jin's crying. hey, the crazy man staying opposite my block is playing "One Moment in Time" so loudly. shut up, crazy man. i shall not &lt;em&gt;digress. &lt;/em&gt;As the phrase goes, "United we stand, Divided we fall", it's quite true. Because when 1N'07/2N'08 is divided or separated, yoo jin's eyes will FALL from too much crying. we were imagining what will be the scenario when she graduates. maybe she will flood the whole classroom, and her eyeballs will pop out like a goldfish due to dehydration. yup, that will surely happen. but we promised to have class outings. me and anu recommend SINGAPORE BOTANIC GARDEN. maybe right before the outing, we can do our CIP there, then there will be some 2N people asking where's this place, how to get there etc. and we will be able to tell them EVERYTHING. then we can organise an amazing race/treasure hunt in the botanic garden and our ipw group will win for sure. but i don't like the butterflies there............ :(&lt;br /&gt;although it's the end of school year 2008, 2N'08 will not just end like that. we will remind bonded forever.&lt;br /&gt;1Nnergisers'07 /2Nnchanting'08 will live forever. &lt;em&gt;always&lt;/em&gt;. :) although malyatha is gone. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36151887-3509343122918874054?l=chocolover-thx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolover-thx.blogspot.com/feeds/3509343122918874054/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36151887&amp;postID=3509343122918874054' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36151887/posts/default/3509343122918874054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36151887/posts/default/3509343122918874054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolover-thx.blogspot.com/2008/10/oh.html' title='2Nnchanting lives on forever!!!'/><author><name>thxlovesChelsea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12834353004161619190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-n4cqpUm9sX0/Tu739MYawkI/AAAAAAAAAb0/7p-JCouq-xo/s220/27tazf_bigger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36151887.post-5923110322348607271</id><published>2008-10-01T21:10:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T21:59:34.741-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>EXAMS ARE FINNISHING IN JUST ONE MORE DAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm so frustrated with geography. i thought of the answers before but i didn't dare to write it because i'm afraid it might be wrong. then in the end, i don't have time..... 14marks gone. :(&lt;br /&gt;it's all because i didn't have enough time to revise. i mean, i can remember the definitions, only when i peep at my notes, then when i go back to that particular definition... i will go ermmmm......what the hell is that word already.... then mockingbird and ammonia float into my mind. and i can recite the Ohm's law word for word. "You see, you will never understand a person until you consider things from his point of view...until you climb into his skin and walk around in it." SEE? I CANNOT FLUSH OUT ALL THE EXCESS MEMORY DUE TO TWO TESTS ON THE DAY BEFORE GEOG. i couldn't possibly revise during the weekends because i have to do science and lit and... watch F1 :X haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i thought F1 is going to be very BORING, imagine: watching 61 laps only to hear the ZOOM!ZOOMZOOMZOOMZOOM! sounds. must be crazy. but some parts are quite &lt;em&gt;entertainng&lt;/em&gt;... shall not mention them or else i will start laughing uncontrollably. especially the fuelling part :) hahahahahahahahahahahahahahhaahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then when i revise for geog, i felt very sleeeeepy. kept nodding of, drinking lipton, green tea and daydreaming. i only have around...less than 11 hours for studying TWO complete textbooks and i need my sleep or else i will fall asleep during the exam just like during 18 sept.&lt;br /&gt;i was having english paper and i doze off during summary. and i ended up panicking over the last 10 minutes because i thought i exceeded the word limit by 50.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i also dozed off during PSLE Maths. during section B. once i did the first question i nodded off and slept and in the end, the teacher said pens down when i put the last full stop on my last problem sums. luckily i got an A* or else i will... i don't know. maybe not sleep again???&lt;br /&gt;but i HATE TAKING NAPS in the afternoon. think it's a waste of time. unless when i have headaches and really feel very sleepy, then i will take a 2 hour nap.that's the limit.so far i have not broke the record of sleeping more than 3 hours. couldn't... because i will just automatically wake up after 2 hours.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh,sidetracked....so in the end i didn't finish any single paper except for mother tongue and english. i hope i can finish maths too, since we got like TWO days to 'study'. it's impossible to study for maths. maths is practice make perfect except for memorising formulas. surface area, volume,trigo,pythagoras, a squared minus b squared equals (a-b)(a+b), this sort of stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh...what's done is already done. so...must be optimistic :D even though you noe you are going to fail...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;history..... 13 marks gone. Reason: didn't have time. sources too complicated.&lt;br /&gt;literature.....dunno how many marks gone. Reason: didn't have time. poem to profound.and you try doing corridor lah&lt;br /&gt;science.....&gt;5 marks gone. Reason: didn't have time. the stupid bean question lost me 5 marks and i don't know what had got into me but i wrote hydrogen chloride was GREENISH-YELLOW, when the hydrochloric acid i saw at the lab was colourless. maybe some scientist will discover that hydrogen chloride is supposed to be greenish-yellow because during the past, Mr Hydrogen-Chloride added colourless food colouring. yes. so my answer is correct...&lt;br /&gt;that will be when greenish-yellow pigs can fly. :(&lt;br /&gt;geography..... 14 marks gone. Reason:NOT ENOUGH TIME. and unless writing one-sided eight marks question can give you an A1, i will be failing geography. just hope that my 30% of common test marks can pull it up a bitty bit. i am still wondering how did i manage to get A1 for geog last year and manage to cram all the information of FOUR textbools.but i just hope the 83.0marks can pull up my overall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sighsighsighsighsighsighsighsighsighsighsighsighsighsighsighsigh...&lt;br /&gt;maybe there will be no more school from monday onwards..... wow. a girl can dream right?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36151887-5923110322348607271?l=chocolover-thx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolover-thx.blogspot.com/feeds/5923110322348607271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36151887&amp;postID=5923110322348607271' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36151887/posts/default/5923110322348607271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36151887/posts/default/5923110322348607271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolover-thx.blogspot.com/2008/10/exams-are-finnishing-in-just-one-more.html' title=''/><author><name>thxlovesChelsea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12834353004161619190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-n4cqpUm9sX0/Tu739MYawkI/AAAAAAAAAb0/7p-JCouq-xo/s220/27tazf_bigger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36151887.post-3664379246564093823</id><published>2008-08-02T02:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-02T03:08:53.135-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;-long time no see,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;  thought you mati...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahhahahhahahahahahahahahahahahahah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am training for olympics 2100----speed timing; the pro category.&lt;br /&gt;but is 2100 a leap year???&lt;br /&gt;i shall put what i learnt in maths olmpiad for good use...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DIVISIBILITY TEST&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;An integer is divisible by 4 if and only if the number formed by its last two digits is divisble by 4.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;SOOO...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;last 2 digits:00&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;take it as 100/4=25.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;yes!!! there's olympics. it'll be held at my house for sure.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;back to the point. soooo many things happened...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;TESTSSSSSS. stupid tests.butterflies are &lt;s&gt;stupider&lt;/s&gt; more stupid.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;NBC 12 july 2008.... YAYYAYYAYYAYYAYYAY we got gold with DISTINCTION. yays. 1st in third division too... :):):)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;STRESS. tons and tons. study like hell lor... especially for geog. my brain just went blank. i spent 2 periods of swimming reciting geog. with anu. no use. but i just vommited everything out during the tests.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;SWIMMING. gold award test. ms poon said that WE MUST TAKE THE TEST. 4 years without swimming and i must do speed swimming. and the coach doesn't look like he can swim either seeing that he can stay dryer than those who don't swim. ( i almost got hugged by yixuan when i didn't swim)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;IPW. yay, we presented first out of SOOO many groups. of course lah, i'm the leader. i did the info, anu did the deco, chermaine, celestine and jerusha tidy the file. HUIXIAN: the leader the p.r. the powerpoint presenter the part-time secretary of course we will be the BEST group. and working at botanic gardens-excluding the butterfly brouchures anu,jerusha and celestine gained asses to- is much more fun than &lt;em&gt;that woman&lt;/em&gt; and &lt;em&gt;singsong man&lt;/em&gt;. who noes what are they doing now...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;AMC 31 july 2008. haha the questions were damn funny the hall was damn hot. huixian's brain was damn asleep. i even resorted to drawing out hundreds of cubes for the last question which is worth 10 marks. luckily it was only 75 mins or who know? i may be staring around for an hour like last year's SMO.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;there's still so much things to do....&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;full dress rehearsal yesterday was very sunny and hot. the doublebass caught a fever but it didn't melt into a cello/viola/violin. BECAUSE TREES DON'T MELT.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;then went home and celebrate the end of exams by having a grand opening of quarreling with my sis. so bad... 9o'clock show finished today. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36151887-3664379246564093823?l=chocolover-thx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolover-thx.blogspot.com/feeds/3664379246564093823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36151887&amp;postID=3664379246564093823' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36151887/posts/default/3664379246564093823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36151887/posts/default/3664379246564093823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolover-thx.blogspot.com/2008/08/long-time-no-see-thought-you-mati.html' title=''/><author><name>thxlovesChelsea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12834353004161619190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-n4cqpUm9sX0/Tu739MYawkI/AAAAAAAAAb0/7p-JCouq-xo/s220/27tazf_bigger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36151887.post-4310555541737036498</id><published>2008-06-18T21:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T20:28:56.693-08:00</updated><title type='text'>continue...</title><content type='html'>okay... so i stopped at the 'i saw bah zang inside'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..........................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was very very gross. i almost wanted to vomit too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after the long and gruesome trip, i finally reach macau unscath. except i was a bit dizzy and was almost lost within the crowd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we need to stamp our passports but the queue was damn long. so we wait&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and wait&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and wait&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and wait&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then lionel's mom got tired of waiting and saw a queue which is much more faster as there are two counters. so she pretended to slit into a gap and the everyone followed her. we were trying to stop laughing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we took a shuttle bus to venetian hotel. and the motion sickness came back. but coco, lena and i passed letters and drew diagrams about desmond. haha. and i drew his pink chequered shoe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the trip was quite fast. we walked past the casino and we dreamt of playing in it. and then we talked about 'du chang feng yun' (the drama) and showhand. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we reached the *blank* level. [i don't know which level am i at] and wow!!!!!!!!! it was damn beautiful. there was an artificial sky which was hung quite low. i screamed: the sky is falling!!! lena turned around and gave me a diao look. i noticed holes in the sky and i finally realised, on my trip back, that it was for the air cons. -.-'''&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there was a canal in the middle of the shopping arcade. and i see GONDOLAS! and the 'sailors' were singing songs loudly. we took a ride on it and it was terrifying. because when the sailor-Fredrico sing a song, he will thump and rock the boat. and i scream like hell on every single rock because it reminded me of the ferry. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and we watched the street perfomance. it was nice:) i like the joker. she/he can do some weird sound which sound like a dolphin. and the manager told us that she/he cannot speak. then she/he said (in the dolphin-like sound): i can speak! i can speak!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my sister didn't believe she/he can talk like this without any help. she said that she/he must have hidden something in her/his mouth. so bad. &gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went past a man u shop called MANCHESTER UNITED EXPERIENCE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my brother went crazy and bought a lot of things related to ronaldo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just admire the shirt printing service they had. it's damn cool lah... you can wear one of the shirt with either your name or a player name. but it's expensive and i decided against it. my brother told me you can buy those shirt at Ladies Street- Nu Ren Jie, which is a road across our hotel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the next day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eateateateateateateateateat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's 'eat' not 'tea'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love the prawn dumpling mee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the chee cheong fun&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;the bah zang&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the dessert&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the roast goose?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the egg tart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the shopping mall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i bought clothes. including the julius monkey nice green shirt from paul frank. the green is damn nice. but actually i wanted to buy the bubblegum monkey , but then SOMEONE WHO ACCUSE THE JOKER snatched it away from me. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hate her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the we went to the space museum. i prefer singapore's omnitheatre if there are no eternal darkness or steps that make me fall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went back to the hotel. if no one is using the toilet, it will be damn beautiful. because... the toilet is transparent!!! haha. we took the family room @ langham hotel so the toilet is like that. but when you switch on the mirror lamp, the toilet looks so sparkling clean- which it's supposed to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love the hotel. but everywhere is football, addidas,euro 08. but i like the big size 3D cardboard football game. you know those at some arcades and clubhouse...players poked on satay sticks and just slot a dollar and you can play like crazy with blisters as the aftermath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then.... lalalalalalalalala&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we went back on friday. i love it when the plane starts charging up the run way and shoot! it goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so exciting. i don't mind taking a few hundred times more. :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36151887-4310555541737036498?l=chocolover-thx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolover-thx.blogspot.com/feeds/4310555541737036498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36151887&amp;postID=4310555541737036498' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36151887/posts/default/4310555541737036498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36151887/posts/default/4310555541737036498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolover-thx.blogspot.com/2008/06/continue.html' title='continue...'/><author><name>thxlovesChelsea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12834353004161619190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-n4cqpUm9sX0/Tu739MYawkI/AAAAAAAAAb0/7p-JCouq-xo/s220/27tazf_bigger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36151887.post-6343214349072877657</id><published>2008-06-01T19:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-06-01T21:40:19.381-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yawn...just came back from my expedition trip in antarctica with my dumb sister 3 days ago.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was from 26-30 june.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i was filmed!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;catch me on channel 94 at 8 o'clock every wednesday on my trip to the world coldest continent. the fresh water is melting like hell there so it stopped the OCEANIC BELT. earth therefore, is destroyed by men. but huixian is to the rescue!!! clap, cheer!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she froze back the ice berg which titanic no 3 almost knock on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i realised that antarctica is very advanced...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;penguins can swim!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;polar bears can walk on four legs!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;penguins can stare at me!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;seals can clap with their flippers!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;icebergs can move!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;water can move!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;polar bears can eat me up!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;polar bears can sleep!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;fishes can sleep with their eyes opened!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;some creatures hibernate!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;wow... antarctica is catching up!!! LOL. o.O&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;this trip was tough as the sea was choppy, and the harsh blizzard almost blew me off. the only food is fish and I WILL NEVER EAT FISH. FISH STINKS. there's no one to talk to except the idiot who torture me everyday. polar bears and whales hunt me down everyday. penguins attacked me as they thought i was stealing their eggs.:(&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;see? i had done all these just because i am saving earth. how touching...sob*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;cut the nonsense.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;actually i went to hong kong.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;the food there is nice:) especially the dim sum.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;lionel, lena, coco, my sister and i kept playing audition on psp. we compete lots of time and i won 3 times! great improvement you know. then we played cooking mama in nintendo ds. it was fun!!! it's much more easier and funner than real life cooking.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;then we tortured desmond. he was wearing a pink shirt, pink shoes and PINK SOCKS. we were wondering whether he had worn his mom's shoes. he was a bit shy and kept scratching his head so we called him ' pink headlice boy' . lena asked for his audi account and his character. he said it was a female. then i asked:is it called desna?or desly? or almond? deslyn?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;he just shook his head and said, "you see then you know." we told him to shut up.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;the next morning lionel, me and my sister made a prank call to his room. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Us: morning call!!! morning call!!! morning call!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Desmond: but i alreaDY wake up&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;*his voice is terribly low and it broke at the -dy part so it was higheeeer than sop 1.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;we were laughing evily at him.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;we had rice dumpling take away for breakfast so we said...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Us: we are calling from the bah zang department!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Desmond: Huh???&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Us: eat your bah zang lah.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Desmond: so boh liao...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Lionel: what's boh liao?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Desmond: don't tell you.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Me: don't tell, i tell lor!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;to lionel: boh liao means wu liao lah!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;***&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;we are setting off to macao/macau.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;the ferry ride made me terribly seasick but i controlled myself not to vomit. while i was lying on the chair trying not to vomit, i heard a vomiting sound in front of me. haha... it was desmond and i saw bah zang inside.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;shall continue next time cos my sister saw me ILLEGALLY blogging:P&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36151887-6343214349072877657?l=chocolover-thx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolover-thx.blogspot.com/feeds/6343214349072877657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36151887&amp;postID=6343214349072877657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36151887/posts/default/6343214349072877657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36151887/posts/default/6343214349072877657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolover-thx.blogspot.com/2008/06/yawn.html' title=''/><author><name>thxlovesChelsea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12834353004161619190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-n4cqpUm9sX0/Tu739MYawkI/AAAAAAAAAb0/7p-JCouq-xo/s220/27tazf_bigger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36151887.post-7981009890393469245</id><published>2008-05-02T14:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-03T23:42:29.709-07:00</updated><title type='text'>day after labour day</title><content type='html'>I am suffering from post-holiday depression…&lt;br /&gt;There should be a day-after-Labour Day holiday just like CNY and National Day…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day began with maths…&lt;br /&gt;We have a pop quiz today and we were all like ‘WHAT!!!’ when he announced there’s gonna be a pop quiz. He didn’t warn us…and he told us that the pop quiz should be sudden like… pop? Anyway I can’t finish it… nevermind…it’s self-mark or is it peer-mark? Doesn’t matter anyway. My algebra sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PE.&lt;br /&gt;I hate pe now… actually I hate it since p4 when I kept failing sit-ups in NAPFA. I hate napfa…:( I failed my retest on Wednesday. All because of sit-ups. Ms Poon told me that I need to do 2 sets of 15 sit-ups in the weights room EVERY RECESS. All because of sit-ups. &gt;:( and I am suppose to increase it gradually. I am going to slim down :) that’s the good thing but I will need to SWEAT LIKE A COW.&lt;br /&gt;We played captain’s ball!!! Last time I played was during p6 and ping en knocked my nose then I felt very giddy. After that I am quite terrified of netballs. Luckily, this is the softer kind:)otherwise I need to go for plastic nose surgery.&lt;br /&gt;I was the goal post and I caught either 3 or 4 balls. Yay. Then butterflies and bees came to cheer for me and naturally I will scream so azri took my place. In the end we scored 6 and the other group scored 5.&lt;br /&gt;All thanks to yixuan and Selina that we win. Cos they cornered beaunice-the opposing goal post- and that group can’t score the last goal and the bell rang. TOO BAD &gt;:) in the end, I was laughing so hard that I had difficulty breathing, not that serious. I HATE SIT-UPS!!! I can go for checkup to see whether my stomach muscles exist or may be it’s just one thin line. Then if I am proven correct… no more sit-ups for me!!! Then yixuan asked how do I digest my food and Malyatha said it’s the enzymes. And Malyatha said that she couldn’t believe that I can’t do sit-ups since my NAPFA run is so good. Then I told her NPAFA run is the best out of all my results. Sabrina said: NAPFA run is her&lt;br /&gt;WORST.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Home econs&lt;br /&gt;Nothing much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recess&lt;br /&gt;Normal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reading&lt;br /&gt;Tried doing my ban yue ji and got caught by a prefect :P not my fault, it’s yu lao shi’s. Force us to pass it up even though there’s no mother tongue today. She said that if we didn’t hand in we have to write one more. Sorry, I AM NOT THAT FREE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;English&lt;br /&gt;YAY!!! I finished my mind map… then I had an operation on my finished liquid paper to prove to Shajni that there’s a metal rod in it. Shih Hui thought it was hers and she asked where’s my liquid. Then I pointed to my new one :)she believed that I really cut hers… haha. The excess liquid flow out and dripped on my hands and scissors so I told ms quek I am going to the toilet and that I will do that ‘signing-in’ thing later when I came back. I took only 1 min to wash my hands. Good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lit.&lt;br /&gt;Yawn. We did “Release” and we finally finished it!!! :D Mrs J. told us that are released from “Release”. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Assembly&lt;br /&gt;Mrs J. said that there’s no assembly :) but… why 2O is getting out of their class??? o. O weird…&lt;br /&gt;I spent this period doing my ban yue ji and beaunice went off to put it on yu lao shi’s table without me :(&lt;br /&gt;AND… I finally finished it. Alicia is going home with me… I finished packing my bag and wait for the bell to ring. Ring leh…&lt;br /&gt;Quick!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. School ended and I took 125 home…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow must go yixuan house to do our secret literature propjet. TOP SECRET. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;I have ONE homework today… guess what it is???&lt;br /&gt;MATHS!!! [duh.]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I shall go off and practice the “Serenade for The Doll” by Debussy. Ms Leong said that that if I don’t practice, She will call and complaint to my parents. Ha. I’M NOT SCARED OF YOU! She told me that the serenade later on has a ‘funeral’ for the doll. Wow… big case. How about I do up a MASTERPIECE and call it “Serenade for my Dead Hamster” in memory of the hamster my sister once killed while playing with him/her/it. My left hand is always louder than my right hand so… not good. :( Maybe my left hand is stronger because I train it everyday, looking at the pile of homework I have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My idiot** sister is checking on me again… BYE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36151887-7981009890393469245?l=chocolover-thx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolover-thx.blogspot.com/feeds/7981009890393469245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36151887&amp;postID=7981009890393469245' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36151887/posts/default/7981009890393469245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36151887/posts/default/7981009890393469245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolover-thx.blogspot.com/2008/05/i-am-suffering-from-post-holiday.html' title='day after labour day'/><author><name>thxlovesChelsea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12834353004161619190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-n4cqpUm9sX0/Tu739MYawkI/AAAAAAAAAb0/7p-JCouq-xo/s220/27tazf_bigger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36151887.post-3345616212087405228</id><published>2008-04-18T00:57:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-18T01:15:43.587-07:00</updated><title type='text'>wateva</title><content type='html'>yay,finally!!!&lt;br /&gt;i  am freeee...&lt;br /&gt;brother:NAPFA; sister:track&lt;br /&gt;soooo... i can do wateva i want!!!&lt;br /&gt;i finally have time to change the blog and revive it. RISE OF MY BLOG...&lt;br /&gt;................................................&lt;br /&gt;today there's maths and we got back our CT2. depressing. it's a multiple of 2 and 3. i shall not tell you.&lt;br /&gt;we have NAPFA 2.4km. and I DROPPED GRADE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dropped grade i dropped grade i dropped grade i dropped grade i dropped grade i dropped grade i dropped grade i dropped grade i dropped grade i dropped grade i dropped grade i dropped grade i dropped grade i dropped grade i dropped grade i dropped grade i dropped grade&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got a 'B' 15.07s ahhhh... but at least only 3 from 2N failed. :) yay... go 2N . as usual,jerusha's first, i am 14. so quite good lah??? after the run, i am &lt;em&gt;SWEATING LIKE A COW&lt;/em&gt;. ha, i learnt it from yixuan. but COWS DON'T SWEAT.&lt;br /&gt;sheepie-ow don't sweat too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but at least i don't have that butt mark on the floor after ms poon release us.&lt;br /&gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's home econs and mrs foong is inside. then when i sat down she disappeared. :O ha, then she came back and say her laptop no bat.&lt;br /&gt;we have timed task. about cupcakes. my stomach rumbled... SHIT. that's because our STOMACH IS ALWAYS CHURNING. i paid attention!!! wow. i need food...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay! recess! yixuan and i ate mince meat noodles and ended up with 5 mins to change. :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO ENGLISH!!! ms quek's absent so we can go to the toilet as and when we wish. lexin, melinda, yixuan and i discussed the 'kou tou bao kao' shhh... it's suppose to be a secret.&lt;br /&gt;but you can always guess what we are up to but i will ignore you as it's a SECRET!!!&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;br /&gt;evil yu lao shi :( force us to do it on next tuesday so we need to go yixuan's house. &gt;:(  troublesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;literature. sundowner. boring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;assembly. oh... the campaign speech is ... i shall not say. but the discussion is quite interesting... but i still do not know who to vote for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GO HOME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reminder: ask ms leong whether i can change piano lesson cos of band chalet.&lt;br /&gt;bye...&lt;br /&gt;how do you like the skin???&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36151887-3345616212087405228?l=chocolover-thx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolover-thx.blogspot.com/feeds/3345616212087405228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36151887&amp;postID=3345616212087405228' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36151887/posts/default/3345616212087405228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36151887/posts/default/3345616212087405228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolover-thx.blogspot.com/2008/04/wateva.html' title='wateva'/><author><name>thxlovesChelsea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12834353004161619190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-n4cqpUm9sX0/Tu739MYawkI/AAAAAAAAAb0/7p-JCouq-xo/s220/27tazf_bigger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36151887.post-3770666584168628442</id><published>2008-04-18T00:57:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-18T00:57:15.355-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36151887-3770666584168628442?l=chocolover-thx.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chocolover-thx.blogspot.com/feeds/3770666584168628442/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36151887&amp;postID=3770666584168628442' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36151887/posts/default/3770666584168628442'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36151887/posts/default/3770666584168628442'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chocolover-thx.blogspot.com/2008/04/ha.html' title=''/><author><name>thxlovesChelsea</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/12834353004161619190</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-n4cqpUm9sX0/Tu739MYawkI/AAAAAAAAAb0/7p-JCouq-xo/s220/27tazf_bigger.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
