<?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-18592454</id><updated>2012-01-02T05:08:55.440-08:00</updated><category term='Yellow Constrution hats are hot stuff'/><category term='Joanne&apos;s birthday'/><category term='random photos'/><category term='Fatty acids and glycerol'/><title type='text'>CRAZY</title><subtitle type='html'>What i want to talk about!</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://u-turn-.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18592454/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://u-turn-.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18592454/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>unforgettable</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16604925880561956311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>129</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18592454.post-3686203714807768967</id><published>2009-04-10T23:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T21:51:51.771-07:00</updated><title type='text'>IT'S BEEN LONG SINCE I HAVE BLOGGED</title><content type='html'>YES! I'M BLOGGING NOW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I WANT TO SEE SINGAPORE SNOW, I WANT TO SEE PIGS FLY:D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time has passed fast and furious. Everyone are walking their own path of road from being in the same school same class to different schools namely jc, poly- different class, different course. Even though we might be in the same school, chances of seeing each other to catch up with one another is so small. Things have changed but the friendship will never change:D Indeed, friends are friends forever. So even though we might not have the chance to actually sit down and keeping up with one another's happenings in life, you know we are still friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was wilson's birthday. HAHAH! MR OLD MAN; stop counting down to me getting older too! lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, all well said. It's time for WR. :D And my blog has just revived after this post but I doubt anyone will come visit it since this blog is rather dead.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18592454-3686203714807768967?l=u-turn-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://u-turn-.blogspot.com/feeds/3686203714807768967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18592454&amp;postID=3686203714807768967' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18592454/posts/default/3686203714807768967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18592454/posts/default/3686203714807768967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://u-turn-.blogspot.com/2009/04/its-been-long-since-i-have-blogged.html' title='IT&apos;S BEEN LONG SINCE I HAVE BLOGGED'/><author><name>unforgettable</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16604925880561956311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18592454.post-8496781771476909986</id><published>2009-01-14T08:40:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-01-14T08:54:48.473-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I can't show u evidence  but believe me, this is how joke this person can be. HAHA. And that person is non other than metta. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Gerald; says:&lt;br /&gt;\&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;i wanna make kc pregnant after i complte my A levels&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;human&lt;/span&gt; can have &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;SEX&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;with &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;DOGS&lt;/span&gt;. 0.0 HAHAHAH. Can u believe it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it isn't like what u tot it was. Actually he meant...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gerald; says:&lt;br /&gt;i mean &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;make her mate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Gerald; says:&lt;br /&gt;with some dogs&lt;br /&gt;Gerald; says:&lt;br /&gt;not i make her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DONG sia he~!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18592454-8496781771476909986?l=u-turn-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://u-turn-.blogspot.com/feeds/8496781771476909986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18592454&amp;postID=8496781771476909986' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18592454/posts/default/8496781771476909986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18592454/posts/default/8496781771476909986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://u-turn-.blogspot.com/2009/01/i-cant-show-u-evidence-but-believe-me.html' title=''/><author><name>unforgettable</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16604925880561956311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18592454.post-5706357608887163456</id><published>2008-12-27T08:21:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-27T08:51:26.344-08:00</updated><title type='text'>MERRY MERRY CHRISTMAS!</title><content type='html'>I know I'm a little late to greet but anyway, MERRY CHRISTMAS to all out there:D HAHAS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there was this mini christmas gathering today. LOL. We were suppose to meet at 4.30 and CITYHALL. Instead of the guys waiting for the girls, the girls waited for they guys. LOLOL! So meanwhile, we were deciding whether to go to Suntec to eat swensen or Marina Square. In the end, we went to Marina Square de.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At Swensen, we were taking our own time to eat and at the same time talk. Guess what. Gerald took so long to eat that everyone had to wait for him. Like girl sia =x Hmmm... So after that we were waiting for bird's gift to HC-a brownie cum ice-cream? LOL. No one knows what we were waiting for till the desert came. The oh-so-hard-brownie was inedible. HAHA. While HC was 'enjoying' his desert, we exchanged presents. LOL. Ohoh, Thanks for the presents 8)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon after that, we headed to the esplanade. But this decision took us quite long before we settle for the esplanade. In the end, went there to 'CHAT'. Pratically stoning. HAHA. Actually not really la. Bird was learning to play drum on carpet grass. Luckily not real grass ah! Or else u seriously got to go for another environmental seminar. HAHA. After that, we train-ed back home. All of us except tired TRICIA, went to HC's house. Thanks to BIRD AH! Cause her hand itches to play mahjong -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we- BIRD, me &amp;amp; GERALD, were going home, we missed BUS17. Moreover, that is the only bus bird can take. So then we decided to cab back cause I was suppose to reach home before 11 and if i were to wait for another bus, it will cause me to reach home near 11.40?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This cab trip was a rather interesting one aye? HA. Bird happily said she could reach home very quickly in around 10 mins. So she directed the uncle to her house bus-stop. Confidently and happily she told the uncle in chinese ' zi zi zou' (go straight). In the end, we were reaching the National Stadium then she realised we missed a turn. And the uncle had to make a U-turn. Bird ah bird! HAHA. Still happily say go straight right, in the end also wrong way. HA. okay, main point of the cab trip is said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tired and lazy to type le. Nights ppl (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18592454-5706357608887163456?l=u-turn-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://u-turn-.blogspot.com/feeds/5706357608887163456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18592454&amp;postID=5706357608887163456' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18592454/posts/default/5706357608887163456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18592454/posts/default/5706357608887163456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://u-turn-.blogspot.com/2008/12/merry-merry-christmas.html' title='MERRY MERRY CHRISTMAS!'/><author><name>unforgettable</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16604925880561956311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18592454.post-3521579324177360132</id><published>2008-12-08T05:55:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-08T06:05:36.830-08:00</updated><title type='text'>BUSY BUSY BUSYY!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm BACK!(: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ever since 24112008, it has been hectic till now. Finally they are back on 06122008, miss them loads man! You know who I am refering too. heh. Of course also miss all of you but just that it wasn't possible to contact them when they are outstation. HAHAHA. They had their share of fun, so did I. ^^ You might not know about it but I guess you should have known now after the post. LOL.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                     My COUSIN! (*idk why but I just this pic is cute=x)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277419348050874930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DGlNrWXdLy8/ST0o76NYkjI/AAAAAAAAASg/WsDcMxintic/s320/DSC00850.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277419349839722834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DGlNrWXdLy8/ST0o8A34OVI/AAAAAAAAASo/3kurkQKzeKc/s320/DSC01137.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;                                                       Can you see what's behind?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277419354211569906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DGlNrWXdLy8/ST0o8RKNUPI/AAAAAAAAASw/G8Tc3nsSs1o/s320/DSC01143.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyway, gtg now. My bro is chasing me. HA! Blog another time (:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18592454-3521579324177360132?l=u-turn-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://u-turn-.blogspot.com/feeds/3521579324177360132/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18592454&amp;postID=3521579324177360132' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18592454/posts/default/3521579324177360132'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18592454/posts/default/3521579324177360132'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://u-turn-.blogspot.com/2008/12/busy-busy-busyy.html' title='BUSY BUSY BUSYY!'/><author><name>unforgettable</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16604925880561956311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DGlNrWXdLy8/ST0o76NYkjI/AAAAAAAAASg/WsDcMxintic/s72-c/DSC00850.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18592454.post-7966056948510820737</id><published>2008-11-11T19:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T20:24:11.328-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I know its late but i still want to post. LOL. XF's birthday lunch suprise! I'm surprised that YL could fool her. 0.0&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DGlNrWXdLy8/SRpT3tfB9wI/AAAAAAAAASI/HVyXbGpTJUs/s1600-h/IMG_1079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267614930730874626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DGlNrWXdLy8/SRpT3tfB9wI/AAAAAAAAASI/HVyXbGpTJUs/s320/IMG_1079.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267609958578148770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DGlNrWXdLy8/SRpPWSxcVaI/AAAAAAAAARQ/e-jH64OS5lw/s320/IMG_1047.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267614936004241410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DGlNrWXdLy8/SRpT4BITKAI/AAAAAAAAASQ/jWlJWOMB6gM/s320/IMG_1091.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;YL's head too small ah. Then the crown can go through her head! believe it or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DGlNrWXdLy8/SRpT3Ox7vXI/AAAAAAAAASA/dZEyFBOtjmY/s1600-h/IMG_1078.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267614922488659314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DGlNrWXdLy8/SRpT3Ox7vXI/AAAAAAAAASA/dZEyFBOtjmY/s320/IMG_1078.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                   Polar bear bird!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DGlNrWXdLy8/SRpSO7lUxMI/AAAAAAAAAR4/S2Wx4VRho08/s1600-h/IMG_1074.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267613130629104834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DGlNrWXdLy8/SRpSO7lUxMI/AAAAAAAAAR4/S2Wx4VRho08/s320/IMG_1074.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder what wish she is making... Is it about a boyfriend?? HAHAHAHAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DGlNrWXdLy8/SRpSO9LbIYI/AAAAAAAAARw/Ciyez0ph9mo/s1600-h/IMG_1068.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267613131057340802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DGlNrWXdLy8/SRpSO9LbIYI/AAAAAAAAARw/Ciyez0ph9mo/s320/IMG_1068.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DGlNrWXdLy8/SRpSOiRAN-I/AAAAAAAAARo/I_AQEQl7OYY/s1600-h/IMG_1069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267613123832985570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DGlNrWXdLy8/SRpSOiRAN-I/AAAAAAAAARo/I_AQEQl7OYY/s320/IMG_1069.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DGlNrWXdLy8/SRpSOnp4RFI/AAAAAAAAARg/smQCr6d5z0A/s1600-h/IMG_1064.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267613125279499346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DGlNrWXdLy8/SRpSOnp4RFI/AAAAAAAAARg/smQCr6d5z0A/s320/IMG_1064.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;                         &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;THE STAR OF THE DAY! HAPPY AND EXCITED!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DGlNrWXdLy8/SRpSOU1l2oI/AAAAAAAAARY/H2_zwiM_Enw/s1600-h/IMG_1050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5267613120228350594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DGlNrWXdLy8/SRpSOU1l2oI/AAAAAAAAARY/H2_zwiM_Enw/s320/IMG_1050.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Thats all for today! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18592454-7966056948510820737?l=u-turn-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://u-turn-.blogspot.com/feeds/7966056948510820737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18592454&amp;postID=7966056948510820737' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18592454/posts/default/7966056948510820737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18592454/posts/default/7966056948510820737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://u-turn-.blogspot.com/2008/11/i-know-its-late-but-i-still-want-to.html' title=''/><author><name>unforgettable</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16604925880561956311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DGlNrWXdLy8/SRpT3tfB9wI/AAAAAAAAASI/HVyXbGpTJUs/s72-c/IMG_1079.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18592454.post-6606859210557554901</id><published>2008-11-11T19:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T19:22:11.383-08:00</updated><title type='text'>121108</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;YES AH! 'O's ARE OVER FINALLY!!! :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18592454-6606859210557554901?l=u-turn-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://u-turn-.blogspot.com/feeds/6606859210557554901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18592454&amp;postID=6606859210557554901' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18592454/posts/default/6606859210557554901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18592454/posts/default/6606859210557554901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://u-turn-.blogspot.com/2008/11/121108.html' title='121108'/><author><name>unforgettable</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16604925880561956311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18592454.post-793300325646083333</id><published>2008-09-12T05:15:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-09-12T05:51:28.977-07:00</updated><title type='text'>AHHH!!! relax-ing</title><content type='html'>I'm back to blogging again! (: Prelims are going to be over soon just one more hour of a paper! Can't wait. It feels as if today is the lsat day of exams, however, that isn't the fact. Today is also XINGFEN'S SIXTEEN BIRTHDAY! hoho! Thanks to TRICIA, we planned a surprise on her. So this is how it goes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YL pretended to treat XF to NEWYORK x2 and so she agreed. All of us decided to meet at 12.15 at e!hub. Although I didn't make it on time, I was still the first one to reach there! As information was being passed to me that YL and XF was reaching and going to enter by the main entrance so I had to 'hide' myself. This was so TOOT can?! I walked into NTUC and started walking round and round. I think I know exactly where things can be found already! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At last! TRICIA and maomao arrived. At the same time, the VIP also arrived with her bodyguard- XF and YL. T, maomao and I had to go into hiding position and blur YL lead her towards us. &gt;.&lt; Luckily something hit into her to give her some common sense. HA! So, the three of us went down to NYNY to book a place. As our information is not that clear, the person was BLUR. HAHAH. luckily she understood my lousy english. HA. Then the three of us waited for bird to come. I thought birds are fast but this proves my analogy wrong. Thanks ar! Finally she came and at that time XF and YL had taken their seats. =P &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We walked over to the cubicle there and started singing a birthday song to XingFen. hoho! She was shocked to see us! After that we sat down and started to order food. During this period of time, we realised XF was in the dark of all these happening. heh!*beams! She actually thought we totally forgot her birthday as we did not wish her birthday in school nor did we bring her present. So she went home empty-handed that day... We gave our presents to her. Hope she LOVES them! (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While eating, we talked and took photos too! AND bird! I will remember your steak with *ahmahbing* sauce hor! HAHAHAHAHAHAH! I wonder how it actually taste like. So, after eating, YL pretended that she wanted to go to the ladies so she had XF to accompany her. We took this opportunity to get the small cake from the counter... HOWEVER.. they didn't want to give us the cake! The following is an account of the situation from TRICIA- We asked for the cake but the lady in black shook her head. She then said that she would deliver it to us when the birthday girl is back from the ladies. O.O GOOD SERVICE AYE? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After having waited for 5 minutes or so, the two ladies came back. Thinking that the lady in black forgotten about it, T went to enquire. Suddenly, we saw a group of blue shirt people approaching our cubicle and then holding a cake. They started singing the happy birthday song and then all of us followed. It was another shock for XF. Don't malu la, its only all of the waiters and waitresses. As they didn't know XF name, they stop when they had to sing that person name. FUNNY SIA! OHOH, XF was forced to eat up the whole piece of small cake. NICE NICE?! T and maomao go buy de lo.  After that, we left NYNY and headed up to get movie tickets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And... the story won't be continued as the later part isn't that interesting after all. And I wouldn't want to bore you all with them. HA. So thats the end of the story. Do you know the moral of the story?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is the taste of success is sweet! tata!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18592454-793300325646083333?l=u-turn-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://u-turn-.blogspot.com/feeds/793300325646083333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18592454&amp;postID=793300325646083333' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18592454/posts/default/793300325646083333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18592454/posts/default/793300325646083333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://u-turn-.blogspot.com/2008/09/ahhh-relax-ing.html' title='AHHH!!! relax-ing'/><author><name>unforgettable</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16604925880561956311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18592454.post-3208976076776276109</id><published>2008-06-17T20:49:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-08-01T05:41:17.543-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ZOO-inggg</title><content type='html'>Its been long since I blog so here its goesss...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went zooooo-ing with YAN on 11/06. Had a great time with her. x) Laughed about all the pri school things that we mention. To make things sweet and short,I will let the pictures talk since ppl always say "a picture speaks a thousand words". Sry but my comp isn't allowing me to post it. HA &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So.. weeks have past and I haven really sit down and study. But thanks to all the tests, it tires me out more than having to do self revision. many people birthday have past. but anyway, wish all happy birthday! x) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today is CCA commendation day. Though its quite boring but it is a pictureful day!! LOADs of pics coming you way... HAHA too bad trishhy cam's batt died~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18592454-3208976076776276109?l=u-turn-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://u-turn-.blogspot.com/feeds/3208976076776276109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18592454&amp;postID=3208976076776276109' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18592454/posts/default/3208976076776276109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18592454/posts/default/3208976076776276109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://u-turn-.blogspot.com/2008/06/zoo-inggg.html' title='ZOO-inggg'/><author><name>unforgettable</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16604925880561956311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18592454.post-2964266933928146172</id><published>2008-05-14T06:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T06:19:26.957-07:00</updated><title type='text'>PICTURES GALORE</title><content type='html'>PICTURE DO THE TALK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DGlNrWXdLy8/SCrml6ipLKI/AAAAAAAAAKg/k9KT5H_347Q/s1600-h/38.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DGlNrWXdLy8/SCrml6ipLKI/AAAAAAAAAKg/k9KT5H_347Q/s320/38.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200222258796768418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DGlNrWXdLy8/SCrmgKipLFI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/rbA-xxtRw_U/s1600-h/23.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DGlNrWXdLy8/SCrmgKipLFI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/rbA-xxtRw_U/s320/23.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200222160012520530" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DGlNrWXdLy8/SCrmgKipLGI/AAAAAAAAAKA/Y0dNj9arCvE/s1600-h/25.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DGlNrWXdLy8/SCrmgKipLGI/AAAAAAAAAKA/Y0dNj9arCvE/s320/25.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200222160012520546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DGlNrWXdLy8/SCrmgaipLHI/AAAAAAAAAKI/oDHQHnXPMA8/s1600-h/27.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DGlNrWXdLy8/SCrmgaipLHI/AAAAAAAAAKI/oDHQHnXPMA8/s320/27.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200222164307487858" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DGlNrWXdLy8/SCrmgaipLII/AAAAAAAAAKQ/E1gKIr5fZCQ/s1600-h/30.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DGlNrWXdLy8/SCrmgaipLII/AAAAAAAAAKQ/E1gKIr5fZCQ/s320/30.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200222164307487874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DGlNrWXdLy8/SCrmgqipLJI/AAAAAAAAAKY/zkPwVCHEa2s/s1600-h/32.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DGlNrWXdLy8/SCrmgqipLJI/AAAAAAAAAKY/zkPwVCHEa2s/s320/32.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200222168602455186" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DGlNrWXdLy8/SCrl6qipLAI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/Zc5ac15Bo7k/s1600-h/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DGlNrWXdLy8/SCrl6qipLAI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/Zc5ac15Bo7k/s320/4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200221515767426050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DGlNrWXdLy8/SCrl8aipLBI/AAAAAAAAAJY/bQxEZYX_4WM/s1600-h/7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DGlNrWXdLy8/SCrl8aipLBI/AAAAAAAAAJY/bQxEZYX_4WM/s320/7.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200221545832197138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DGlNrWXdLy8/SCrl8qipLCI/AAAAAAAAAJg/sw7glBWDzJY/s1600-h/11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DGlNrWXdLy8/SCrl8qipLCI/AAAAAAAAAJg/sw7glBWDzJY/s320/11.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200221550127164450" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DGlNrWXdLy8/SCrl86ipLDI/AAAAAAAAAJo/h5_ES70qC_A/s1600-h/21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DGlNrWXdLy8/SCrl86ipLDI/AAAAAAAAAJo/h5_ES70qC_A/s320/21.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200221554422131762" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DGlNrWXdLy8/SCrl9KipLEI/AAAAAAAAAJw/UyAFX7cE-kI/s1600-h/22.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DGlNrWXdLy8/SCrl9KipLEI/AAAAAAAAAJw/UyAFX7cE-kI/s320/22.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5200221558717099074" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;END OF STORY! SEE YA NEXT TIME&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18592454-2964266933928146172?l=u-turn-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://u-turn-.blogspot.com/feeds/2964266933928146172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18592454&amp;postID=2964266933928146172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18592454/posts/default/2964266933928146172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18592454/posts/default/2964266933928146172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://u-turn-.blogspot.com/2008/05/pictures-galore.html' title='PICTURES GALORE'/><author><name>unforgettable</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16604925880561956311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DGlNrWXdLy8/SCrml6ipLKI/AAAAAAAAAKg/k9KT5H_347Q/s72-c/38.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18592454.post-7775717333559696044</id><published>2008-05-14T05:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-14T06:12:38.472-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY YL!</title><content type='html'>Guess you all knew that we ( Me, TRICIAho, YONGLING, SAM, MAR, ELAINE, JOANNE, ELIBIRD, THEO, WILSON, GERALD ANDDDDDDDDD WEIDA! HAHAHAH) went out after school to celebrate the mouseday! x) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Initially we wanted to surprise YL but then she spoilt it. I had to meet Tricia early to blow the MOUSEY balloon for her and yet have pretend I am waiting for her at the MRT outside, it was difficult for me. I was wearing green so I took the green balloon while TRICIA wore red so she took the red balloon! so QIAO right? HA. She called me and I said I was at Pasir Ris MRT, so for the first time, YL became 'smart' and went to find me herself. &lt;strong&gt;WHEN SHE IS SUPPOSE TO BE 'SMART' SHE ISN'T BUT WHEN SHE ISN'T EXPECTED TO BE SHE IS! HOW DUMB CAN THIS BE MAN!&lt;/strong&gt; So as I said, she went up to meet us. But tricia and I haven write on the balloon yet, we had to hide from her. So we half-knee ran near to the handicapped lift. Tired bodoh! This is what TRICIA wrote on YL's red balloon "Hello, my name is Yong Ling. I'm 16 today! : D wish me and I will LOVE you! :D" I wrote" Today is my 16th BIRTHDAY! Please give me a HUG &amp; a KISS on my cheek" COOL SIA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So when we were ready, Tricia and I walked over to her. Then we started to sing BIRTHDAY song to her. Hope we did make her embarrass since it is the motive! We did attract some attention though. We hop on the train and went to CITYHALL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Upon reaching there, we headed to Marina Square to claim our tickets. Tricia was rich that day. hehe. Not just rich but super rich lo. Waited for BIRD &amp; GERALD. Guess what! They didn't know how to come to marina square at first. The show was funny! And when the actor and actress was kissing, Theo said it was cold! LOL MAN! After the show, we went to archade to play. Well, we spend quite a while there and also spend $$$$$ there too. Thats their livelihood. Later, we waited for WEIDA to come cause he played soccer . YOONGLING SAID HE LOOK LIKE A ROASTED PIG! *OINK OINK! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later we split as SAM AND ELAINE went to eat at TCC while WAN TING AND MARISSA went home. Now, we decided to go to the esplanade there. Stayed there to play some games and took photos. Nothing much. Just laugh and talk. "growlgrowl" our stomach are growling. Okay, maybe only mine. =x So we wanted to eat Seoul but ended up didn't. We went to eat SAKAE instead! Sad to say we split. Jo and YL sat 2gether while bird and I sat 2gether. HEH! I hope TRICIA and the guys had a wonderful time together :D Damn the sakae man! Their service are horrible. Food not avaliable also never tell us, make us wait there for nothing. Like quite smart right! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was late at night already. All of us decided to head back to TM. Met SAM &amp; ELAINE on the TRAIN. Reach TM, SAM wanted to go home but not home alone so she dragged theo along. As i did not want to go home alone too I followed. -.- Thats all for the day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time for pictures to do the talking :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18592454-7775717333559696044?l=u-turn-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://u-turn-.blogspot.com/feeds/7775717333559696044/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18592454&amp;postID=7775717333559696044' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18592454/posts/default/7775717333559696044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18592454/posts/default/7775717333559696044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://u-turn-.blogspot.com/2008/05/happy-birthday-yl.html' title='HAPPY BIRTHDAY YL!'/><author><name>unforgettable</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16604925880561956311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18592454.post-1366188085327551884</id><published>2008-05-11T21:04:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2008-05-11T21:12:24.116-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Its a great day! Happy B'dae YL</title><content type='html'>AHHHHH! I have been waiting for this day for so long and its finally here. Not only is it the end of MYE, its also the MOUSE's birthday! x) Guess who is the mouse, its none other than YONG LING! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY YONGLING!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, though she is 16, she doesn't look like one. She looks just like a 10 year old kid. HA! Guess what TRICIA and I bought for her! hehehehehe.... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The back view looks like this! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DGlNrWXdLy8/SCfBzaipK6I/AAAAAAAAAIg/RPpzBg4sVUE/s1600-h/Ahwang+lookalike.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DGlNrWXdLy8/SCfBzaipK6I/AAAAAAAAAIg/RPpzBg4sVUE/s320/Ahwang+lookalike.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199337383864642466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANDDDD... TADAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DGlNrWXdLy8/SCfCMaipK7I/AAAAAAAAAIo/dbgPjY1AbEo/s1600-h/Mouse+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DGlNrWXdLy8/SCfCMaipK7I/AAAAAAAAAIo/dbgPjY1AbEo/s320/Mouse+1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199337813361372082" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inside the winnie the pooh we hid someone cute and super suitable for her...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO. 1:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DGlNrWXdLy8/SCfCMqipK8I/AAAAAAAAAIw/ZN_kwkB1UuA/s1600-h/Panties+1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DGlNrWXdLy8/SCfCMqipK8I/AAAAAAAAAIw/ZN_kwkB1UuA/s320/Panties+1.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199337817656339394" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO.2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DGlNrWXdLy8/SCfCMqipK9I/AAAAAAAAAI4/Rrd7QPJnorE/s1600-h/Panties+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DGlNrWXdLy8/SCfCMqipK9I/AAAAAAAAAI4/Rrd7QPJnorE/s320/Panties+2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199337817656339410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO.3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DGlNrWXdLy8/SCfCM6ipK-I/AAAAAAAAAJA/gL6VYe8IZOw/s1600-h/Panties+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DGlNrWXdLy8/SCfCM6ipK-I/AAAAAAAAAJA/gL6VYe8IZOw/s320/Panties+3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199337821951306722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO.4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DGlNrWXdLy8/SCfCM6ipK_I/AAAAAAAAAJI/Cy8goo4LF9k/s1600-h/Panties+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DGlNrWXdLy8/SCfCM6ipK_I/AAAAAAAAAJI/Cy8goo4LF9k/s320/Panties+4.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5199337821951306738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess which is the one we bought for YL. If you guess correctly, YL will give you a kiss and a BIGGG hug. x) I hope you are able to wear it. Its FREE SIZE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18592454-1366188085327551884?l=u-turn-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://u-turn-.blogspot.com/feeds/1366188085327551884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18592454&amp;postID=1366188085327551884' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18592454/posts/default/1366188085327551884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18592454/posts/default/1366188085327551884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://u-turn-.blogspot.com/2008/05/blog-post.html' title='Its a great day! Happy B&apos;dae YL'/><author><name>unforgettable</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16604925880561956311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DGlNrWXdLy8/SCfBzaipK6I/AAAAAAAAAIg/RPpzBg4sVUE/s72-c/Ahwang+lookalike.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18592454.post-465064651490223469</id><published>2008-03-14T02:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-03-14T02:24:34.189-07:00</updated><title type='text'>faster fingers...</title><content type='html'>I'm bored so i decided to try this out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://speedtest.10-fast-fingers.com" style="display: block; width: 300px; height: 100px; background: url('http://speedtest.10-fast-fingers.com/img/badge1.png') no-repeat; padding-top: 50px; padding-left: 60px; color: #009933; font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none; font-family: Times New Roman, Arial, serif; font-size: 40px;"&gt;72 words&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://speedtest.10-fast-fingers.com"&gt;Speedtest&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18592454-465064651490223469?l=u-turn-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://u-turn-.blogspot.com/feeds/465064651490223469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18592454&amp;postID=465064651490223469' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18592454/posts/default/465064651490223469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18592454/posts/default/465064651490223469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://u-turn-.blogspot.com/2008/03/faster-fingers.html' title='faster fingers...'/><author><name>unforgettable</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16604925880561956311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18592454.post-2441204516685490059</id><published>2008-03-01T06:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-03-01T06:15:07.530-08:00</updated><title type='text'>The finale</title><content type='html'>OhYESSS! Common test are over, all the muggin has come to an end but not for long, it will be mugging time AGAIN! Its has been at least 1 month that i have not been bloggin. What a pathetic thing! Don't even mention bloggin, I don't even have the time to switch on the comp!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, yesterday was 29/02/08. Its leap year. Once every 4 years there will be an extra day. One more day to study for Os. LOL. When to watch &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;leap year&lt;/span&gt; with a few of my friends. They cried like.... and I was there yawning my way through. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats all for today. tata. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18592454-2441204516685490059?l=u-turn-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://u-turn-.blogspot.com/feeds/2441204516685490059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18592454&amp;postID=2441204516685490059' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18592454/posts/default/2441204516685490059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18592454/posts/default/2441204516685490059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://u-turn-.blogspot.com/2008/03/finale.html' title='The finale'/><author><name>unforgettable</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16604925880561956311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18592454.post-5310766870399298904</id><published>2008-02-02T01:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-02T02:08:24.552-08:00</updated><title type='text'>CHINATOWN!</title><content type='html'>I'm so into the festive mood. :D The trip to Chinatown made my day. It was so fun, interesting andd last but not least, a time for relaxing. It has been a hectic week for me. Thanks to the wonderful people who had given me so much homework and TESTS! Appreciate it so much. Let me begin my&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;CHEENATOWN&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;story. It all begins here, in the town of townsville. Eh! Nonono but in the school of Hai Sing Catholic School, Class 3e4....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone were suppose to go to Chinatown as a mini excursion. After that we were told that we need to write a DESCRIPTIVE compo on it! ROARSS! *everyone sighs. Its like "there is no free lunch in the world". So, our teacher Mr.S. wanted us to make it a excursion cum class outing on Monday. However my group and I didn't want to go on mon as it would be crowded and we have to go to school the next day. In the end, we decided to go yesterday, Friday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual, YL was late and I have to wait for her for at least 7 hours! Ok, no I meant 7 minutes. Her history: she was never early when I was suppose to meet her. ha! Take note people! Always arrange to meet her at least 1/2 hour early. By the way, her famous excuse is... She missed the bus &gt;.&lt; Met, Tricia and Grace in the MRT. As we entered the wrong train compartment, we did not see each other. Until, they decided to walk over. "SIMEI", XF comes in. So we took the train to Chinatown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"CHINATOWN", We alighted and went in search of the exits. As we exited at the wrong exit, we had to walk back. Finally, we exit-ed at the right one. All of them took out their cameras and started taking photos. *Read carefully, ALL except me. :( Pathetic. Anyways, they are kind enough to send me the photos after the trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We walked and walked and walked but we still couldn't find Smith street. The street where all the delicious food could be found. In the end, we ended up walking to Chinatown point again! Feeling hungry, we decided to eat at MAC instead. After for about half and hour, we planned to continue our 'journey'. Took some photos there before heading back to where we were suppose to be. And again and AGAIN! we had to walk through the same underpass as the one when we exited the first time. T&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;hird time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we reached there, we approached a clobber on where Smith street. Don't judge a book by its cover, clobber knows the way too :D As we walk, as we walk, we reach our destination. We can see a lot of people. We were around lucky Chinatown there when we saw large lanterns of Mickey, Minnie, Donald and Goofy. Took photos with it. Later we took some retard photos with our umbrellas. Went to Lucky Chinatown to pee. Tricia, XF and YL took photos using the mirror of the escalator. As you know, there are people and there was this guy who pose to peace sign at us. ACBC sia! Out of lucky chinatown, there was a commotion. Want to know what? HA! Too bad, I also don't know. Later, as we were about to walk into another street, a 'office man' accidentally step onto a so called gangster leg. Another commotion!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes! we saw three mannequins doing different facial expression. Thanks to my great idea, I suggest that we imitate it. Its a joke! Dang! Its funny. At that, we also tried on the cap with the long piggy tail. Unluckily, only XF, tricia and me are able to try due to the selfish shop owner. We also took photos with the calligraphies (the friendly shopowner helped us with the phototaking) and her friend or whatsoever, was saying "yi zhang zhao pian, yi kuai, ni men wu ke ren, wu kuai qian." I infer that this guy is money-minded! LOL.At another stall, there was a old man wearing the cai shen ye costume. Eagerly, we asked him if we could take photo with him. Sadly, he rejected us flatly. After much persuasion from us, we finally got to take a photo with him. Another KPO said, " yi zhang zhao pian $5 because today raining, no business" wah piang! This kind of LOGICAL thinking. HA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We continued walking and ended outside a temple. At there, there were lots of trishaw. All of us took turns taking photos. Two at a time. Finally, as we were about to walk back to the MRT station, we bumped into a familiar street : SMITH STREET! hohoho!  Walking towards the empty table, a lady in &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;PINK &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;went to 'chop' the table. With a who cares attitude, Trica, YL and I sat down too. heh. It works you know? &lt;/span&gt;All of them except me ate satays for supper. &gt;.&lt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Home sweet home. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS, pictures another time. x)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18592454-5310766870399298904?l=u-turn-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://u-turn-.blogspot.com/feeds/5310766870399298904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18592454&amp;postID=5310766870399298904' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18592454/posts/default/5310766870399298904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18592454/posts/default/5310766870399298904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://u-turn-.blogspot.com/2008/02/chinatown.html' title='CHINATOWN!'/><author><name>unforgettable</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16604925880561956311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18592454.post-1060413280396334720</id><published>2008-02-01T00:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-02-02T01:24:58.173-08:00</updated><title type='text'>1/feb</title><content type='html'>Sorry for this later post cause my comp isn't working well yesterday. This is my second post of the year. It has been so long since i have blogged. Anyways, time passed so fast that its the first of &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;FEBURARY&lt;/span&gt; now. Really miss those slacking days in Seconday THREE. Oh dear, that means Os are coming :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YES, I have a story to share, see if you can infer anything from it. Here it goes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met a dog yesterday. Normally, I would think dogs are cute and very friendly. However, this time the dog wasn't just a normal dog. It wasn't cute nor cuddly. It was fierce. From it looks, everyone would ran away from it. Thats human instinct.Yea and for me, I did that. As I wasn't that lucky that time, I was chased by that frightening dog. It kept barking at me, sounding as if it was scolding me, and I was paralysed to the ground. My eyes were fixed that that two small evil eyes of it. I was as scary as you may think but it was much much scarier! I hope all of you won't see that dog. Its creepy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18592454-1060413280396334720?l=u-turn-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://u-turn-.blogspot.com/feeds/1060413280396334720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18592454&amp;postID=1060413280396334720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18592454/posts/default/1060413280396334720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18592454/posts/default/1060413280396334720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://u-turn-.blogspot.com/2008/02/1feb.html' title='1/feb'/><author><name>unforgettable</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16604925880561956311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18592454.post-6689367241284220653</id><published>2008-01-01T05:28:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-01-01T05:32:28.617-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bye 2007, hello 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Its the end of 2007 and the beginning of 2008. Have a great year ahead everyone. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was how i celebrated my last day of 2007...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After days of sleepless nights and talks on the phone(contacting people), we finally managed to gather most of them to meet up. Finally, the day came. Most of us met at Paya Lebar MRT station. Sadly, one person went missing when we were waiting for the bus. I think he was practicing his magic act as eh suddenly disappeared into thin air. PX tried calling him and then he hung up. When PX tried to call him again, he switched off his phone. *why is he like that? The sun was shining onto us and we decided to seek some shelter. As we were walking, geraldine met her friend. She turned to say hello yet something happen. I think she trip over something and then she lost her balance. So she held on to someone whom i think she thought was Jia Yi. After a while, she realise that it was Jia Yi but was some unkown guy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After taking bus to the chalet, PX made us walk a super long road. He keep tricking Steven to make him walk even more. (BAD right?) When we reached the chalet, D2. It was quite small but it was double story. The place was super stuffy and the toilet isn't in working condition. After a while, Yan and I went to explore the place so as to find a prominent spot that both our parents know so that they could fetch us later on. However, due to my wrond sense of direction, I made her walk in the wrong way. (*sorry heh) In the end, I was so tired of walking that i came up with this idea of calling the island resort's hotline! It was a great idea cause i managed to get the address. HOHO. So, Yan and I decided to head back to the chalet. When we reached there, we realised that most of them were goneee. Not gone for good but gone for a WALK. Leaving only a few guys to get the fire started. Suddenly, a TALL girl in make-up came walking towards our chalet and asked if we recognise her. In my mind, I was thinking: who is she? Is she looking for one of the guys? LOLS. Thanks to YAN who sees people's friendster, she was able to recognise her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At last, those who had went for a walk came back. Our fire has started. We could start BBQ-ing le! Oh! Do you ever wonder who is our cook for the day? Its none other than STEVEN ONG. x) To most, it will be quite expected but some you will be shocked cause normally is the girls who do the cooking and the guys will be psp-ing. However, for this BBQ, its the guys who did the job and the girls were eating. xD YUMMY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a long while, we started to take photo as Bao Hui was about to leave. All were so reluctant for her to leave and everyone were persuading her to stay. After much persuasion, they compromise. It is that she would return after the countdown. *Like so weird. We took photos with her before she left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After she left, we started talking about the mischievous things they we did when we were still classmates. We laughed and laughed and laughed. At last, as we were talking about Bao Hui again, she appeared. And her reason was: It is very stupid to go there and then later come back so i decided to stay.&lt;br /&gt;I think that she had made a GREAT decision. HA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon, the charcoal was used up and we couldn't cook anymore food. So 2 guys went to buy it and MAC. More food to comeee. hehe. All the girls went up to the room to played tai di. It was fun but later, YAN and I got distracted. She started playing the psp -soccer. o.O And i watched her play. heh. So... soon, most of the girls were down eating, leaving only both of us upstairs. Then, steven appeared with his psp. I started playing his burnout game. Though it was my first time playing, I did win. Quite unexpected aye? After don't know how long of playing, Yan and I went down to eat..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At around 10 +, Steven and shalini went home. Goodbye you two and have a happy new year. (: So the rest of the girls and 3 other guys went to the beach. We sat there and talked. They were talking about ghost stories and some lame stuffs. It was about 11.45 as we were heading back. Our butts were WET due to the wet sand we sat on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As our clocks were not timed properly, we only shouted that when the neighbours did so. Everyone screamed... We lighted the sparkle thingy. By playing that, it brings back childhood memories.... Finally, it was time to go home. Some of us went home while the others stayed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The moral: It was a successful one, filled with fun, laughter and joy. Thanks to the 3 guys: PX, Chan Nic and Kenneth who scacrificed their sleep to finish up the work that are undone. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pictures time! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150499886458991602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DGlNrWXdLy8/R3pAW7QT8_I/AAAAAAAAAHo/UjKN7o-MKLs/s320/CIMG0704.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150499890753958914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DGlNrWXdLy8/R3pAXLQT9AI/AAAAAAAAAHw/NFFpEWPs8XE/s320/CIMG0709.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150499890753958930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DGlNrWXdLy8/R3pAXLQT9BI/AAAAAAAAAH4/zJGg2zVoPPg/s320/CIMG0720.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150499899343893538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DGlNrWXdLy8/R3pAXrQT9CI/AAAAAAAAAIA/GfSS-ZhndxQ/s320/CIMG0721.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tata.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18592454-6689367241284220653?l=u-turn-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://u-turn-.blogspot.com/feeds/6689367241284220653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18592454&amp;postID=6689367241284220653' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18592454/posts/default/6689367241284220653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18592454/posts/default/6689367241284220653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://u-turn-.blogspot.com/2008/01/bye-2007-hello-2008.html' title='Bye 2007, hello 2008'/><author><name>unforgettable</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16604925880561956311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DGlNrWXdLy8/R3pAW7QT8_I/AAAAAAAAAHo/UjKN7o-MKLs/s72-c/CIMG0704.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18592454.post-386990420587041412</id><published>2007-12-18T09:14:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-18T20:36:47.804-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Adding on to previous post.</title><content type='html'>Forgot to mention that when I bought my top, the woman helped me fold it, and guess how did she fold it?! SHE PUT ON HER BREAST AND FOLD IT! yucks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we were on our way back to Tampines something more gross happen! A little girl put her hands inbetween her mum's boobs! and after that, she touched it! grosssssss!" Unbelievable right??!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18592454-386990420587041412?l=u-turn-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://u-turn-.blogspot.com/feeds/386990420587041412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18592454&amp;postID=386990420587041412' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18592454/posts/default/386990420587041412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18592454/posts/default/386990420587041412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://u-turn-.blogspot.com/2007/12/adding-on-to-previous-post.html' title='Adding on to previous post.'/><author><name>unforgettable</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16604925880561956311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18592454.post-6337233779976009081</id><published>2007-12-18T09:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-18T09:15:52.266-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Specially for TRICIA</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;SPECIALLY DEDICATED TO THE ONE AND ONLY TRICIAHO :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Thanks for the time you took out to accompany me to shop for my clothes. Really appreciated. x) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;LOVE YA, my&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; one and only stead. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18592454-6337233779976009081?l=u-turn-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://u-turn-.blogspot.com/feeds/6337233779976009081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18592454&amp;postID=6337233779976009081' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18592454/posts/default/6337233779976009081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18592454/posts/default/6337233779976009081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://u-turn-.blogspot.com/2007/12/specially-for-tricia.html' title='Specially for TRICIA'/><author><name>unforgettable</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16604925880561956311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18592454.post-1045563975410423290</id><published>2007-12-18T07:58:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-18T21:09:02.942-08:00</updated><title type='text'>xDD</title><content type='html'>Yessss, I'm blogging. My internet connection is low cause i using wireless connection. &gt;.&lt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today is a day of achievement, happiness and fun! Don't you agree?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tricia, elaine and I went to do some shopping. FUNN. Elaine met us at Bugis. SO yea, Tricia and I train-ed down to Bugis. On the train, we were chatting. Then suddenly a guy popped 'beside' me. He stood there and stared at a boy playing psp. Both of them were sms-ing la but what was so coincidental that was... When this guy who stood beside me send out his sms, the psp boy received it. Ya, so Tricia and I guessed that they were friends. Guess what? We hit the bulls eyes. They were indeed friends! HAHAHA, we went.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Later, we met elaine and went to Bugis street to buy elaine's bag and some clothes. First, we went looking for a bag for elaine as she is in need of one DESPERATELY(reason: cause her mama threw the wrong bag away. So.. she said goodbye to it). After some searching, we decided on a white bag. Actual price: $35.50 After discounting, its 26 bucks! Can you like believe it? Thanks to me. x) The man actually said to give us 32 bucks. Then later he asked for our budget, elaine wanted to say 30 bucks but then I said that it was only 25 bucks. Then as we were walking out of the shop, he called us back and gave us the bag at 28 bucks. Actually it was quite ok but I'm still not sastified so I called for it to be 26 bucks. At first he said cannot but we gave some reasonable excuse saying that our budget was only 25 bucks. So tadah! A final decision: 26 bucks. DEAL! After that, we went to shop for my clothes. x)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;We headed down to Orchard, ran into the train as it was gonna close its doors. Elaine somehow managed to squeezed into the train and her head was directly under a old man's ARMPIT. SMELLYYYYY... Then Tricia and I was laughing about it, yet elaine was so blur of what was going on. Finally when she realise the guy in front of her laughed too and the girls beside me were laughing also. It was a so dang funny thing. Its like practically everyone who say it laughed at it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Soon, we were on our way to Far East Plaza. Wanted to buy bubble tea(with pearls) but when we remember what someone said about pearls, we drank honey red tea without pearls. SO GROSS! Please don't try it anywhere.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;After walking in far east for a while, we went to Wistma Atrium to buy my shirt. Later, we headed down to Marina Square. On the way to the MRT, YOUNG ELAINE WENT TO STEP ON MY SLIPPERS! DANG! It was painful. :( Second time le lei. Went in search of elaine's NORMAL TEE. x) HAHA. In the end bought two seriously normal yet not so plain tee.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Done! Elaine's legs are killing her so she went home first while Tricia and I went to find a skirt. After finding everywhere, we were still unable to find one. :( In the end, I accompany Tricia to wait for her bus 81. After she boarded the bus, I went to meet my primary school friends.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;At first, we wanted to eat Cafe Cartel. However there is only one pathetic table to accomodate the 10 of us. And if we were to wait, we have to wait for 20 people to eat finish before its our turn. Feelinf dejected, we went to Fish&amp;amp;Co. instead. It wasn't much difference. The person in charge told us to wait for 1/2hour and they would call us when the table is ready. We waited for at least 1.5 hours before being able to settle down to eat our dinner. Ate till quite later before we left and headed home. Good night everyone. &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 class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18592454-1045563975410423290?l=u-turn-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://u-turn-.blogspot.com/feeds/1045563975410423290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18592454&amp;postID=1045563975410423290' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18592454/posts/default/1045563975410423290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18592454/posts/default/1045563975410423290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://u-turn-.blogspot.com/2007/12/xdd.html' title='xDD'/><author><name>unforgettable</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16604925880561956311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18592454.post-4687115577023684541</id><published>2007-12-14T23:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-12-14T23:42:32.269-08:00</updated><title type='text'>SENTOSAA</title><content type='html'>Last Monday, went to Sentosa with YAN :D It was raining yet it didn't changed our mind on going there. Yesshhh, it was a very important day to me cause its been so long since we met. There was lots to catch up on... I shall let the pictures talk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144099553577240178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DGlNrWXdLy8/R2ODShQ3hnI/AAAAAAAAAHg/Oxh_-5IjcNk/s320/DSC05570.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The Blue line bus we taking.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144099549282272834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DGlNrWXdLy8/R2ODSRQ3hkI/AAAAAAAAAHI/6zM9kD--m2s/s320/DSC00760.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Its an illusion. HA. Yan with the big white shark&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144099549282272850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DGlNrWXdLy8/R2ODSRQ3hlI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/wo-km0lURsw/s320/DSC05579.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;See this pic. Its mine hand, I wasn't that brave to do it like what YAN did. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144099549282272866" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DGlNrWXdLy8/R2ODSRQ3hmI/AAAAAAAAAHY/N4xQHu4XWkY/s320/DSC05580.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Bet you know whose hand it is..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144098870677439986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DGlNrWXdLy8/R2OCqxQ3hfI/AAAAAAAAAGg/HNdyvzNURls/s320/DSC00758.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;She is pointing to nothing! LOL&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144098874972407314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DGlNrWXdLy8/R2OCrBQ3hhI/AAAAAAAAAGw/AHyac8aFstE/s320/DSC05630.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;That lady spoilt my photo :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144098879267374642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DGlNrWXdLy8/R2OCrRQ3hjI/AAAAAAAAAHA/DnnkfIYPzbs/s320/DSC00774.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Pretty aye? OF COURSE, I took the picture de.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144098879267374626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DGlNrWXdLy8/R2OCrRQ3hiI/AAAAAAAAAG4/uzDBRDG0yZA/s320/DSC05633.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The bridge.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5144098874972407298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DGlNrWXdLy8/R2OCrBQ3hgI/AAAAAAAAAGo/cAKaMNGMWIg/s320/DSC00766.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Walking back homeee..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;BYES SENTOSA.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18592454-4687115577023684541?l=u-turn-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://u-turn-.blogspot.com/feeds/4687115577023684541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18592454&amp;postID=4687115577023684541' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18592454/posts/default/4687115577023684541'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18592454/posts/default/4687115577023684541'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://u-turn-.blogspot.com/2007/12/sentosaa.html' title='SENTOSAA'/><author><name>unforgettable</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16604925880561956311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DGlNrWXdLy8/R2ODShQ3hnI/AAAAAAAAAHg/Oxh_-5IjcNk/s72-c/DSC05570.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18592454.post-8783043657766075942</id><published>2007-11-26T23:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-26T23:35:29.196-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pictures 2</title><content type='html'>Second serving coming right up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DGlNrWXdLy8/R0vHPUorsnI/AAAAAAAAAEY/WJctCtN45Fg/s1600-h/22-11-07(13).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137418865997492850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DGlNrWXdLy8/R0vHPUorsnI/AAAAAAAAAEY/WJctCtN45Fg/s320/22-11-07(13).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;See spastic JOANNE and 'magician YLing'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DGlNrWXdLy8/R0vHP0orsoI/AAAAAAAAAEg/hAZtRRdXBJs/s1600-h/22-11-07(15).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137418874587427458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DGlNrWXdLy8/R0vHP0orsoI/AAAAAAAAAEg/hAZtRRdXBJs/s320/22-11-07(15).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;3cia, can't take herself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DGlNrWXdLy8/R0vHQUorspI/AAAAAAAAAEo/v6NnDsQ3I98/s1600-h/22-11-07(23).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137418883177362066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DGlNrWXdLy8/R0vHQUorspI/AAAAAAAAAEo/v6NnDsQ3I98/s320/22-11-07(23).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; She cann't cut a cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DGlNrWXdLy8/R0vDQkorslI/AAAAAAAAAEI/MSLotmxLjY8/s1600-h/22-11-07(6).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137414489425818194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DGlNrWXdLy8/R0vDQkorslI/AAAAAAAAAEI/MSLotmxLjY8/s320/22-11-07(6).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; See that pig face? Its wilson. HA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DGlNrWXdLy8/R0vDQ0orsmI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/kTA06gbsNP4/s1600-h/22-11-07(8).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137414493720785506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DGlNrWXdLy8/R0vDQ0orsmI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/kTA06gbsNP4/s320/22-11-07(8).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; CANDID SHOT 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DGlNrWXdLy8/R0vDDEorskI/AAAAAAAAAEA/uKvwtCHz6j8/s1600-h/22-11-07(4).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137414257497584194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DGlNrWXdLy8/R0vDDEorskI/AAAAAAAAAEA/uKvwtCHz6j8/s320/22-11-07(4).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Weida paiseh, he wants to hide away from the camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137414077108957746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_DGlNrWXdLy8/R0vC4korsjI/AAAAAAAAAD4/HrmOQic0wIk/s320/22-11-07(2).JPG" border="0" /&gt; AHHA! SEE YL? She is trying to act tall! She can't balance well so she had to kao zhe wo. heh.&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/18592454-8783043657766075942?l=u-turn-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://u-turn-.blogspot.com/feeds/8783043657766075942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18592454&amp;postID=8783043657766075942' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18592454/posts/default/8783043657766075942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18592454/posts/default/8783043657766075942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://u-turn-.blogspot.com/2007/11/pictures-2.html' title='Pictures 2'/><author><name>unforgettable</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16604925880561956311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DGlNrWXdLy8/R0vHPUorsnI/AAAAAAAAAEY/WJctCtN45Fg/s72-c/22-11-07(13).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18592454.post-7842067496294582211</id><published>2007-11-25T00:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-25T00:57:40.009-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Joanne&apos;s birthday'/><title type='text'>Pictures</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Pictures talk now!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DGlNrWXdLy8/R0k3aUorscI/AAAAAAAAADA/IIR1dh3gHp8/s1600-h/Neoprint2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136697775348232642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DGlNrWXdLy8/R0k3aUorscI/AAAAAAAAADA/IIR1dh3gHp8/s320/Neoprint2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Neoprint1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DGlNrWXdLy8/R0k3I0orsbI/AAAAAAAAAC4/lhaf0xVDkNs/s1600-h/Neoprint1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136697474700521906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DGlNrWXdLy8/R0k3I0orsbI/AAAAAAAAAC4/lhaf0xVDkNs/s320/Neoprint1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Neoprint 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DGlNrWXdLy8/R0k26korsaI/AAAAAAAAACw/bLuJZYQ1vJo/s1600-h/22-11-07(24).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136697229887386018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DGlNrWXdLy8/R0k26korsaI/AAAAAAAAACw/bLuJZYQ1vJo/s320/22-11-07(24).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Joanne's CAKEEE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DGlNrWXdLy8/R0k2xUorsZI/AAAAAAAAACo/nKRT4AbXiZM/s1600-h/22-11-07(3).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136697070973596050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DGlNrWXdLy8/R0k2xUorsZI/AAAAAAAAACo/nKRT4AbXiZM/s320/22-11-07(3).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; See the height difference? (* doe ray mi) hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5136698368053719506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DGlNrWXdLy8/R0k380orsdI/AAAAAAAAADI/XHIfo9dxVbM/s320/22-11-07(14).JPG" border="0" /&gt;Yong Ling's FOOD. (see how greedy is she)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18592454-7842067496294582211?l=u-turn-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://u-turn-.blogspot.com/feeds/7842067496294582211/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18592454&amp;postID=7842067496294582211' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18592454/posts/default/7842067496294582211'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18592454/posts/default/7842067496294582211'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://u-turn-.blogspot.com/2007/11/pictures.html' title='Pictures'/><author><name>unforgettable</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16604925880561956311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DGlNrWXdLy8/R0k3aUorscI/AAAAAAAAADA/IIR1dh3gHp8/s72-c/Neoprint2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18592454.post-7566717500934425357</id><published>2007-11-23T05:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-11-25T00:45:52.579-08:00</updated><title type='text'>22.11.2007</title><content type='html'>On 22.11.07, which was yesterday. It was JOANNE MAHHHH's birthday. Oh ya, so &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY JOANNE!!&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;So we as in 3cia, YLing, Wilson, Wan Ting, me and lastly!!! WEIDA, went to celebrate her b'day. Surprised aye? Don't ask me why he went. As we planned, we decided to give that GIRL a surprise. We met at 11.30 and bus-ed down to her house. Before we went to her house, we went to buy a cakeee for her. The lady asked how many candles I want and I replied quickly without thinking that I wanted 15 candles. Like so much can. With a cake, 1 big candle and 5 small candles, we are still short of one very very important thing which is none other than the LIGHTER! Even though the lighter is so small and look insignificant to us, now I can see the importance of it. Can you? This shows that we are not appreciative of the things we have. We went in search of a lighter and that took us quite some time so 3cia called Joanne to tell her we were going to be late and she could come out later. AND 3cia reason was that &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;WEIDA OVERSLEPT! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;She didn't accept the reason at first and said" Don't care about him la. We go first." 3cia was almost loss for words. YA, so you can tell that 3cia can't lie. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had in mind lots of ways to surprise her but yet none of it was done cause every plan had loopholes. In the end...., we just stood in front of her door and waited for her to come out. When she was opening the gate for us, we sang her a birthday song. I WAS THE MOST PITIFUL ONE LA, I HAD TO CARRY THE CAKKEEE! Look so TOOOT... With so much preparation, she doesn't really look surprised. Weird. &gt;.&lt; color="#33cc00"&gt;enchanted. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;OMGZ. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;It was so DAMN nice la! Must go catch that movie. ^.^ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;So magical, so nice. Having to sit in a chair for 108 minutes, we decided to do something that we have to done for so long. AND we headed to the neoprint shop for some &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;action&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HOHOHAHAHEHEHAHAHAHAHAH!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was hilarious. The photos came out weird. ermm.. actually it was quite okay. Only that the guys were not in all the photos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The YUMMY part comes now... Are you prepared? Its totally mouth-watering and irresitable.&lt;br /&gt;HERE WE GOOOOO... and we ended up at Marina eating steamboat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had two steamboat. One of the soup was chicken and the other was tom yum(is it spelt like this?). Later we took lots of food. Thanks to YLing. We keep taking chopsticks and plates and also we kept changing the aluminium foil. In total, if I am not wrong, we had 22 or more plates and more than 10 pairs of chopstick la! Luckily, they don't count food wastage or else we are so doooommmm. We had lots of fun and kept laughing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scenario 1&lt;br /&gt;YLing wanted to drink some soup so she went to take a ladle with HOLEs. All of us were laughing at her and she didn't know why we were laughing at her. So the conversation was like this:&lt;br /&gt;Weida"You can scoop soup with that hor?"&lt;br /&gt;YL" Can what. Why cannot?"&lt;br /&gt;Joanne" Ok.. you try now."&lt;br /&gt;YL finally realises it but due to her blurness, she placed down this ladle and pick up another one which is exactly the same. All of us just kept laughing at her.&lt;br /&gt;YL looks blur and she tries to scoop again.&lt;br /&gt;Weida "You like can scoop hor."&lt;br /&gt;YL finally wakes up from her dreamland and realise that she was taking the wrong ladle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scenario 2&lt;br /&gt;Since all of us were full and there was still food left, we all passed the food to YL. WHY?&lt;br /&gt;Our oh so perfect reason is " cause you take the food de mah." We scooped all the ingredients into her bowl and it was filled to the brim la. She actually ate la but not all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scenario 3&lt;br /&gt;YLing fish&lt;br /&gt;3cia butter&lt;br /&gt;Joanne slow&lt;br /&gt;Wilson chopstick&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scenario 4&lt;br /&gt;There is this uncle that keeps walking around. So weida went to ask him...&lt;br /&gt;Weida" Uncle, 现在已经是晚上了, 为什么你还要戴帽子?"&lt;br /&gt;Uncle"那为什么你要穿衣服呢?"&lt;br /&gt;But seriously la, so late le still want to wear cap like so weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a lot of things that happened but too bad, I'm too lazy to type le. So tata for now. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18592454-7566717500934425357?l=u-turn-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://u-turn-.blogspot.com/feeds/7566717500934425357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18592454&amp;postID=7566717500934425357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18592454/posts/default/7566717500934425357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18592454/posts/default/7566717500934425357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://u-turn-.blogspot.com/2007/11/22112007.html' title='22.11.2007'/><author><name>unforgettable</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16604925880561956311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18592454.post-4909982227541925841</id><published>2007-11-03T01:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-03T02:06:29.403-07:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random photos'/><title type='text'>random.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Some random pictures I found in my computer. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128535541490437762" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DGlNrWXdLy8/Ryw35yCAzoI/AAAAAAAAACI/pQWCTGKDQKo/s320/sentosa3%2707.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#000000;"&gt;The day at Sentosa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128536125605990034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DGlNrWXdLy8/Ryw4byCAzpI/AAAAAAAAACQ/ZrwDcQa-9fY/s320/261007(5).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Oh! If you wonder who the two maniacs that are mentioned in my previous post, they are none other than the two crazy people beside me in the photo. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128537036139056802" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DGlNrWXdLy8/Ryw5QyCAzqI/AAAAAAAAACY/0f995qk0mHQ/s320/08-08-07+10.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;Arent they just cute?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5128537353966636722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DGlNrWXdLy8/Ryw5jSCAzrI/AAAAAAAAACg/yvAOTHpfVAk/s320/19.10.07(1).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Isnt she just so SEXY? (She is so gonna kill me when she sees this)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18592454-4909982227541925841?l=u-turn-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://u-turn-.blogspot.com/feeds/4909982227541925841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18592454&amp;postID=4909982227541925841' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18592454/posts/default/4909982227541925841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18592454/posts/default/4909982227541925841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://u-turn-.blogspot.com/2007/11/random.html' title='random.'/><author><name>unforgettable</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16604925880561956311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DGlNrWXdLy8/Ryw35yCAzoI/AAAAAAAAACI/pQWCTGKDQKo/s72-c/sentosa3%2707.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18592454.post-2926812055807880464</id><published>2007-10-22T05:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-22T05:29:47.555-07:00</updated><title type='text'>19.10.07</title><content type='html'>One crazy afternoon, 2 maniac came storming into my house. They are none other than the two monsters I had known since I came to Hai Sing Catholic School. With such coincidence, all 3 of us were in the same class till now. And yea, that very day...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;THEY DESTROYED MY ROOOM!!! KILLING ALL MY STUFF TOYS, MAKING THEM DO CRAZY THINGS...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124134910608160962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DGlNrWXdLy8/RxyVjWf6OMI/AAAAAAAAABI/FyQ4jya-EAo/s320/19.10.07(2).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;As you can see from the above picture, they made this two &lt;strong&gt;innocent &lt;/strong&gt;cat and dog have &lt;strong&gt;UNSAFE &lt;/strong&gt;sex. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124136096019134690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DGlNrWXdLy8/RxyWoWf6OOI/AAAAAAAAABY/zB-kV3fyZbY/s320/19.10.07(4).jpg" border="0" /&gt;In addition to what they had done, they made this cat do a split. GOSH! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5124135400234432722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_DGlNrWXdLy8/RxyV_2f6ONI/AAAAAAAAABQ/4-IGWC_FjNk/s320/19.10.07(3).jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And to make me feel better, they made this two lovable stuff toys which they had given me to take a photo. HOWEVER, she didn't take their eyes. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Too bad for the last photo which I somehow can't get it posted, you should have to miss it then. By the way, do beware of them as they really do things that you can't imagine.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;                                                            &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;THE END!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18592454-2926812055807880464?l=u-turn-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://u-turn-.blogspot.com/feeds/2926812055807880464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18592454&amp;postID=2926812055807880464' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18592454/posts/default/2926812055807880464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18592454/posts/default/2926812055807880464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://u-turn-.blogspot.com/2007/10/191007.html' title='19.10.07'/><author><name>unforgettable</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16604925880561956311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_DGlNrWXdLy8/RxyVjWf6OMI/AAAAAAAAABI/FyQ4jya-EAo/s72-c/19.10.07(2).jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18592454.post-5175435261709655625</id><published>2007-10-11T23:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-11T23:41:41.340-07:00</updated><title type='text'>i shall forgive and forget.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;After much thinking, I shall just forgive and forget. Thats the best way to solve the problem. Let bygones be bygones, bury the hatchet. No use being against you as it wouldn't be of advantage to me. Anyway I still think that you should make well use of it and not take advantage of it to bully the others. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;My advice to you: put yourself in others shoes and feel how is it gonna be if you are the one. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18592454-5175435261709655625?l=u-turn-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://u-turn-.blogspot.com/feeds/5175435261709655625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18592454&amp;postID=5175435261709655625' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18592454/posts/default/5175435261709655625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18592454/posts/default/5175435261709655625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://u-turn-.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-shall-forgive-and-forget.html' title='i shall forgive and forget.'/><author><name>unforgettable</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16604925880561956311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18592454.post-7299138513198148619</id><published>2007-10-11T05:20:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-11-03T02:11:50.049-07:00</updated><title type='text'>you are now looking for us after insulting us?</title><content type='html'>You seriously should get a life man! I remember vividly what had happen that very day. What you have done was outrageous and enough is enough! You are lucky that we didn't talk back to you cause you are SURE to lose. Vulgarities doesn't work here, work on your 'powderful' english and you &lt;strong&gt;MAY&lt;/strong&gt; win. You BASTARD! Have it ever occur to you that you need others next time? or Is it always that you think that having a high - and everything will just fall into the right way for you? You think you can insult those who are just lower than you?! You are wrong. Yet now, you want us to participate cause you need us? &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;DREAM ON!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go ahead and complain, scold your ass off and just blurt all sorts of vulgarities at us. None of this works. You had done wrong so its impossible for us to do what you want us to do. WE AREN'T YOUR DOG. We don't follow what you say. If you even complain to the teacher about it, i dare you to. You are in the wrong so you should think about the consequences before doing so. That day, we just sit there quietly, hearing all you have to say which are just shooting at us but its just like beating about the bush. Why don't you just shoot everything straight at our face, in this way isn't it more saliva-saving, time-saving? Moreover, its better to get it over faster than to hear someone keeping backstabbing us. Should you ever do that to us again, I don't give a &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;bloody&lt;/span&gt; damn about you anymore. I won't respect you. Anyway take note, I have never accepted that you are suitable for that - which means you were never respected by ME. I rather give up mine than to let you push me and my friends around like we are your slave. You are just a normal human being like everyone of us, only that you have a bad attitude and take advantage of what you have instead of making well use of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You, yourself also didn't participate cause you got somethings. First of all, you can don't even join that thing cause it isn't compulsary! And i just can't stand what you said to us that day. It was horrendous and damn ------- --- ----. Very fun to vent your anger on the innocent ones huh? You will get your bao-ying one day. Remember what you do now and you will know why you have that bao-ying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall be nice to give you an advice: What you can do is put yourself in our shoes and you will feel how it is like to insult others indirectly and yet people don't scold you back. We are more civilised than you. Maybe &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;you aren't civilised at all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18592454-7299138513198148619?l=u-turn-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://u-turn-.blogspot.com/feeds/7299138513198148619/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18592454&amp;postID=7299138513198148619' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18592454/posts/default/7299138513198148619'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18592454/posts/default/7299138513198148619'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://u-turn-.blogspot.com/2007/10/you-are-now-looking-for-us-after.html' title='you are now looking for us after insulting us?'/><author><name>unforgettable</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16604925880561956311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18592454.post-3955191682153352272</id><published>2007-10-10T06:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-10T06:45:19.022-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Sentosa</title><content type='html'>SENTOSA HERE WE COMEEEEE...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tricia, Sam, YL, Wan Ting and ME went out TODAY! And as you have read the above sentence, you should have a rough idea where we went. ((: Tiring yet fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is short yet simple to understand :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later, we went to buy &lt;em&gt;you-know-who &lt;/em&gt;present. Really very tiring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Byes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18592454-3955191682153352272?l=u-turn-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://u-turn-.blogspot.com/feeds/3955191682153352272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18592454&amp;postID=3955191682153352272' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18592454/posts/default/3955191682153352272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18592454/posts/default/3955191682153352272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://u-turn-.blogspot.com/2007/10/sentosa.html' title='Sentosa'/><author><name>unforgettable</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16604925880561956311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18592454.post-856619240888212630</id><published>2007-10-09T05:52:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-10-09T06:04:03.100-07:00</updated><title type='text'>I hate this day.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;I&lt;strong&gt; hate&lt;/strong&gt; today A LOT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Its for me to know and for you to find out. But I persuade you not to know. Its better for you not to know then to know. Thanks for everything that had happened today and this is what i call a BEAUTIFUL DAY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Oh yea, as for YOU! Youarefreakingbad. You should know very well what you had done, so i don't need to spell it out for you. As I had said earlier on, disappointed is the only words i can describe you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;The end of a horrible and never to be remembered de day. tata.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18592454-856619240888212630?l=u-turn-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://u-turn-.blogspot.com/feeds/856619240888212630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18592454&amp;postID=856619240888212630' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18592454/posts/default/856619240888212630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18592454/posts/default/856619240888212630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://u-turn-.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-hate-this-day.html' title='I hate this day.'/><author><name>unforgettable</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16604925880561956311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18592454.post-1434822935333759975</id><published>2007-09-12T06:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-12T06:01:35.104-07:00</updated><title type='text'>happy birthday xing fen!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;HAPPY SWEET 15TH BIRTHDAY XING FEN! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Oh, remember my cake too! xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18592454-1434822935333759975?l=u-turn-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://u-turn-.blogspot.com/feeds/1434822935333759975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18592454&amp;postID=1434822935333759975' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18592454/posts/default/1434822935333759975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18592454/posts/default/1434822935333759975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://u-turn-.blogspot.com/2007/09/happy-birthday-xing-fen.html' title='happy birthday xing fen!'/><author><name>unforgettable</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16604925880561956311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18592454.post-8720602488774298490</id><published>2007-09-05T05:45:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-05T06:23:15.322-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SHREK IS LOVED!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;LOVE&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;SHREK!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE SHREK!!&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE SHREK!!&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE SHREK!!&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE SHREK!!&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE SHREK!!&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE SHREK!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Don't break la! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;77 reasons are too much but the first 3 words are the best! AND I even type 7 times! Don't angry la!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;P.S. If you don't know who is shrek, it actually refers to TRICIAho! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18592454-8720602488774298490?l=u-turn-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://u-turn-.blogspot.com/feeds/8720602488774298490/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18592454&amp;postID=8720602488774298490' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18592454/posts/default/8720602488774298490'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18592454/posts/default/8720602488774298490'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://u-turn-.blogspot.com/2007/09/shrek-is-loved.html' title='SHREK IS LOVED!'/><author><name>unforgettable</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16604925880561956311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18592454.post-5881293972699509032</id><published>2007-09-05T05:45:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-05T05:50:11.507-07:00</updated><title type='text'>conv with TRICIA!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;TRICIAho! MADE ME POST THIS:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Valentina™ says:&lt;br /&gt;she got bf ar?&lt;br /&gt;TRICIAho! says:&lt;br /&gt;yeah&lt;br /&gt;TRICIAho! says:&lt;br /&gt;dont know which idiot the eyes paste stamp&lt;br /&gt;TRICIAho! says:&lt;br /&gt;lol&lt;br /&gt;-Valentina™ says:&lt;br /&gt;my gossshhHHH!&lt;br /&gt;-Valentina™ says:&lt;br /&gt;lols. maybe not stamp la you know the black thing when the toilet got stuck? that one.&lt;br /&gt;TRICIAho! says:&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;Oh! Its not a very clear post but if you understand it, then i shall say you are PRO! xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18592454-5881293972699509032?l=u-turn-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://u-turn-.blogspot.com/feeds/5881293972699509032/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18592454&amp;postID=5881293972699509032' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18592454/posts/default/5881293972699509032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18592454/posts/default/5881293972699509032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://u-turn-.blogspot.com/2007/09/conv-with-tricia.html' title='conv with TRICIA!'/><author><name>unforgettable</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16604925880561956311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18592454.post-8320620630710085215</id><published>2007-09-04T03:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-09-04T03:18:58.010-07:00</updated><title type='text'>100th post</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DGlNrWXdLy8/Rt0wy-Dm2YI/AAAAAAAAAAU/W0uS1HVEiwY/s1600-h/BWPS%2707(1).JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5106291204717730178" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DGlNrWXdLy8/Rt0wy-Dm2YI/AAAAAAAAAAU/W0uS1HVEiwY/s320/BWPS%2707(1).JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                               My wonderful primary school friends. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Ok, this is like finally for me? Its my &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;100th&lt;/span&gt; post!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;I shall blog about something then but this thing had long past. Its going to be about 31/09/07.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;It will be short and sweet so here it goes..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Met up with my OLD* friends&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Left the school at 2.5op.m. when we should be leaving at 2.30p.m.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Stand at the traffic light there for 1 and 1/2 hours on deciding where should we go.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;FINALLY! We made our decisions and decided to go to tampines.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;We JAY-WALKED! However, 2 'gentlemen' didn't do it but just stood at the traffic light there to wait for it to turn green.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Saw many HAISIANS at TM.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Went to open plaza and sat at the playground there for more than an hour talking or maybe more like stoning. HAHA.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;Guys decided to play basketball while we girls watch them play(except for me! xD)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;li&gt;HOMESWEETHOME. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;See! Isn't it short and sweet? HAHAS (:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;* They aren't old at all.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18592454-8320620630710085215?l=u-turn-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://u-turn-.blogspot.com/feeds/8320620630710085215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18592454&amp;postID=8320620630710085215' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18592454/posts/default/8320620630710085215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18592454/posts/default/8320620630710085215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://u-turn-.blogspot.com/2007/09/100th-post.html' title='100th post'/><author><name>unforgettable</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16604925880561956311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_DGlNrWXdLy8/Rt0wy-Dm2YI/AAAAAAAAAAU/W0uS1HVEiwY/s72-c/BWPS%2707(1).JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18592454.post-1681248026548631449</id><published>2007-08-23T06:50:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-23T07:01:48.809-07:00</updated><title type='text'>YL de F*** wordd.</title><content type='html'>This is dedicated to TAN YONG LING of HAISINGCATHOLICSCHOOL class:3expresss4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is such a perfect evidence hor! believe it or not. HAHAS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On 23 AUGUST 2007, at aound 9.50,&lt;br /&gt;Yong Ling 17:] says:&lt;br /&gt;WHAT. THE FUCK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;COOL right TYL!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The endd. xD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18592454-1681248026548631449?l=u-turn-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://u-turn-.blogspot.com/feeds/1681248026548631449/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18592454&amp;postID=1681248026548631449' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18592454/posts/default/1681248026548631449'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18592454/posts/default/1681248026548631449'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://u-turn-.blogspot.com/2007/08/yl-de-f-wordd.html' title='YL de F*** wordd.'/><author><name>unforgettable</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16604925880561956311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18592454.post-4473432894408696594</id><published>2007-08-16T06:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-18T06:00:05.945-07:00</updated><title type='text'>happy birthday to ME!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I hereby want to thank all who had wished me HAPPY BIRTHDAY and for the presents that you all had given me! xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;THANK YOU SO MUCH! YOU HAVE MADE MY DAY! =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;TRICIA(MY BEAUTIFUL STEAD), &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Thanks for that bear present. The ballons are so CUTE? LOVE YA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;YONGLING(MY DARLING), GRACE(SMART ONE), XING FEN(MY BUDDY), JING JING(BHB DE MEINU *JK) AND LAST BUT NOT LEAST WAN TING(TING TING), &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Thanks for the unique present and it gonna make me grow fatter. (hope not) LOVE ALL OF YA TOO!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;SAMANTHA(STEAD?),&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Thanks for the cup! I will drink lots of water and think about you everyday! xD Hope my water level in my body is higher!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;MARISSA, ELAINE, JOANNE(CRAZYONE), WILSON(THE ONE WHO TORN MY BAG), GERALD(BONES) ANDD THEODORIC,&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; thanks for that monkey. The polluted one. AND i got to confess something. I broke the glass thing by ACCIDENT and I am VERY VERY SORRY. :( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;SAMANTHAKX(THE TALL GIRL*), &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Thanks for the mini card. xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;LASTLY! ELIZABERTH(BIRRDDD), &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Thanks for the belated devil present. HAHAHA! x)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;ALL WHO WISHED ME HAPPY BIRTHDAY BY SMS OR PERSONALLY, THANKS SO MUCH. xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000000;"&gt;THANKS ALL AND LOVES.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18592454-4473432894408696594?l=u-turn-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://u-turn-.blogspot.com/feeds/4473432894408696594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18592454&amp;postID=4473432894408696594' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18592454/posts/default/4473432894408696594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18592454/posts/default/4473432894408696594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://u-turn-.blogspot.com/2007/08/happy-birthday-to-me.html' title='happy birthday to ME!'/><author><name>unforgettable</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16604925880561956311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18592454.post-7665199600836721245</id><published>2007-08-08T06:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-08T06:26:32.666-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy National Day '07</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Its the eve of Singapore's 42th birthday! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;Oh yea! We are going to have a long weekend! Finally can catch up with me sleep man! xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;Went out with my GIRLfriends and a friend today! Quite fun but too bad, I haven recieve the photos we took at Pasir Ris Park! I don't think there is much to talk about it. SO tata! xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663333;"&gt;By the way, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Happy Birthday S'pore in advanced! xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18592454-7665199600836721245?l=u-turn-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://u-turn-.blogspot.com/feeds/7665199600836721245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18592454&amp;postID=7665199600836721245' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18592454/posts/default/7665199600836721245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18592454/posts/default/7665199600836721245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://u-turn-.blogspot.com/2007/08/happy-national-day-07.html' title='Happy National Day &apos;07'/><author><name>unforgettable</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16604925880561956311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18592454.post-166746425635860830</id><published>2007-08-04T03:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-04T03:21:37.831-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FYI!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;FOR YOUR INFO,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;THE STORY BELOW IS A FICTION(NOT REAL). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;GET IT?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;THANKS. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18592454-166746425635860830?l=u-turn-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://u-turn-.blogspot.com/feeds/166746425635860830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18592454&amp;postID=166746425635860830' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18592454/posts/default/166746425635860830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18592454/posts/default/166746425635860830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://u-turn-.blogspot.com/2007/08/fyi.html' title='FYI!'/><author><name>unforgettable</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16604925880561956311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18592454.post-3801238710475668682</id><published>2007-08-03T01:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-08-03T02:14:04.871-07:00</updated><title type='text'>GLOOMY DAY</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Its such a gloomy day for one girl today but why? She totally got no idea what had happened. The whole world that revolves around her just went berserk, REALLY, SERIOUSLY MADD! Nothing actually cheers that girl up even her best of friends had gave it a try. AND as i said, they failed! She just went into a gloomy mood with no particular reason and felt horrible, terrible inside herself. She asked herself WHY? But there wasn't any reason she could think of! Not even a lame one. How could that be? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Could it be that it was just not a good day for that girl? or Could it be that something had happened in her world that went berserk today?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;For almost the whole day, she was feeling really nais but she couldn't help feeling that way. She was oblivious to the the surrrounding. Her silence made her friends feel that something was wrong but they just don't know what happen. They tried umphteen times to crack jokes but she wasn't even tickled by that. Usually that would work but this time really really wasn't working at alll! Even though the girl may be smiling at times but most of the time she was just feeling nais.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;Maybe there was a cure to her moody day but it haven't be found!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#666600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;P.S. This story is quoted from somewhere deep inside a hidden book. xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18592454-3801238710475668682?l=u-turn-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://u-turn-.blogspot.com/feeds/3801238710475668682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18592454&amp;postID=3801238710475668682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18592454/posts/default/3801238710475668682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18592454/posts/default/3801238710475668682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://u-turn-.blogspot.com/2007/08/gloomy-day.html' title='GLOOMY DAY'/><author><name>unforgettable</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16604925880561956311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18592454.post-1685040940692734208</id><published>2007-07-24T05:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-24T05:38:19.637-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SPA</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;Oh so sad. I practically feel rahhhh. indescribeable? Is there even such a word?  I know its one day late but i don't want to bottle this thing up within me. Is there really a place where it is safe to throw everything OUT??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:*$#@%$#%@#$@*$#%!@#$@#%*@$#$@#$#*!@@$%$#@!@$%#$@*!#$%@^!#!@#$@$@#!!#@$@#!@#!#@$@*!#%!#$@#$%$#!#@*^#!^%@#$!%#!^%@#$@%^#$#$!*#!%#$@%#$*!@%#!@%#$#@$#*!@%!#@%!#@%!#^@%#$^!%#@#@*$!@^#$@^%#$^@$****@#$$#*^$*%##$*@#*!#*$%#*%*$%^#*$%#*%@*#!*#@*$#*%*#%*#$%#*$#*$#*$#*%*#%*#$*@#*!@$*@$*#%#$%#$#$#$@#!@$*%*#$*@#*!@#@#@#$*#%%#$@*!@#^!%@#$!%#$%^$!#^%@^#@*#@#%^!$^#%$!***!#^$#^%@$*^!#$^!%#$*****@#%^$%^#$@^$^%@$#^@$!^#$!^%#%^@$#%^$^%@#$^@%$#%^@$^#$%^@$#^@$%^#$@^#*@^#$^@%$#^%$@^$#^%$@^#%$@%^#$^$@%^#$^@%$#^$@^#%$^@%$#^%@$#@$#%^$^!%@$%^#$%^@$#%^@$#^%@$#%^$%@#$^@$%^$@#%^$!%^#$^!$@&amp;$!&amp;amp;@$&amp;$&amp;amp;^#$&amp;^!#$&amp;amp;@$&amp;#$$!@^$!^%#$@%^#$^%@#$%^@#$^%@#$^%@#$^%@#$%^@#$^@%#$^@%$#^%$@!^%@$^%!#@^%!$#^$#^$@#%^$@^%#$@%^$#%^@$#^%@$#%^$^%$!@^$!^@$&amp;amp;!@$&amp;!$@&amp;amp;$&amp;@$!&amp;amp;@$&amp;!#!#*!#%!@#%!@#%!#@!!$#@%#$!%$%#$%@#$#!@%#!@#%!$@#$%#%$#!@%#$@#!%@##$*@#%!#@%!@#$%^#$@^%#$@#*!@%^$^***!@#$@%!#$$!%@#$%#@%!###$%*#$%!#*!@%$#%$***$#*%*#%*#$**@#*!#*@*$*#%**#%*#%*#%"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;*$#@%$#%@#$@*$#%!@#$@#%*@$#$@#$#*!@@$%$#@!@$%#$@*!#$%@^!#!@#$@$@#!!#@$@#!@#!#@$@*!#%!#$@#$%$#!#@*^#!^%@#$!%#!^%@#$@%^#$#$!*#!%#$@%#$*!@%#!@%#$#@$#*!@%!#@%!#@%!#^@%#$^!%#@#@*$!@^#$@^%#$^@$****@#$$#*^$*%##$*@#*!#*$%#*%*$%^#*$%#*%@*#!*#@*$#*%*#%*#$%#*$#*$#*$#*%*#%*#$*@#*!@$*@$*#%#$%#$#$#$@#!@$*%*#$*@#*!@#@#@#$*#%%#$@*!@#^!%@#$!%#$%^$!#^%@^#@*#@#%^!$^#%$!***!#^$#^%@$*^!#$^!%#$*****@#%^$%^#$@^$^%@$#^@$!^#$!^%#%^@$#%^$^%@#$^@%$#%^@$^#$%^@$#^@$%^#$@^#*@^#$^@%$#^%$@^$#^%$@^#%$@%^#$^$@%^#$^@%$#^$@^#%$^@%$#^%@$#@$#%^$^!%@$%^#$%^@$#%^@$#^%@$#%^$%@#$^@$%^$@#%^$!%^#$^!$@&amp;amp;$!&amp;@$&amp;amp;$&amp;^#$&amp;amp;^!#$&amp;@$&amp;amp;#$$!@^$!^%#$@%^#$^%@#$%^@#$^%@#$^%@#$^%@#$%^@#$^@%#$^@%$#^%$@!^%@$^%!#@^%!$#^$#^$@#%^$@^%#$@%^$#%^@$#^%@$#%^$^%$!@^$!^@$&amp;!@$&amp;amp;!$@&amp;$&amp;amp;@$!&amp;@$&amp;amp;!#!#*!#%!@#%!@#%!#@!!$#@%#$!%$%#$%@#$#!@%#!@#%!$@#$%#%$#!@%#$@#!%@##$*@#%!#@%!@#$%^#$@^%#$@#*!@%^$^***!@#$@%!#$$!%@#$%#@%!###$%*#$%!#*!@%$#%$***$#*%*#%*#$**@#*!#*@*$*#%**#%*#%*#%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;THE END! THANKS FOR LISTENTING. XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18592454-1685040940692734208?l=u-turn-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://u-turn-.blogspot.com/feeds/1685040940692734208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18592454&amp;postID=1685040940692734208' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18592454/posts/default/1685040940692734208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18592454/posts/default/1685040940692734208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://u-turn-.blogspot.com/2007/07/spa.html' title='SPA'/><author><name>unforgettable</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16604925880561956311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18592454.post-6208316574036453082</id><published>2007-07-23T05:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-07-24T05:30:31.872-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;H&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;P&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;Y &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;I&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;T&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;D&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;Y &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;N&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;G&lt;/span&gt;E&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;E &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;E&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;O &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18592454-6208316574036453082?l=u-turn-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://u-turn-.blogspot.com/feeds/6208316574036453082/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18592454&amp;postID=6208316574036453082' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18592454/posts/default/6208316574036453082'/><link rel='self' 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rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18592454.post-6081543575105387790</id><published>2007-06-15T20:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-15T21:04:05.515-07:00</updated><title type='text'>shrek 3!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;SHREK 3!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;TRICIA is SHREK= and ORGE? LOLL!.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to watch shrek 3! Only 4 of us went. So pathetic but not badd la. hahas.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18592454-6081543575105387790?l=u-turn-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://u-turn-.blogspot.com/feeds/6081543575105387790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18592454&amp;postID=6081543575105387790' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18592454/posts/default/6081543575105387790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18592454/posts/default/6081543575105387790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://u-turn-.blogspot.com/2007/06/shrek-3.html' title='shrek 3!'/><author><name>unforgettable</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16604925880561956311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18592454.post-2651792876055266735</id><published>2007-06-13T05:18:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-06-13T05:33:05.850-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Outing with my PRI school matess. xD</title><content type='html'>Had a lovely time with my primary school classmates. Actually the 'deal' was something else but in the end we just spend the whole time playing. Considering our ages and the things we did I can say that we are CHILDISH. heh heh. However, thanks to TIFF I don't think we are childish, we are just &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;YOUNG AT HEARTS&lt;/span&gt;. Did I said it correctly?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to VIVO! and played ARCHADE! =.= So lame right? Never mind about it. Later, we went around searching for KFC when there isn't a single KFC in vivo. So we decided to eat Long John Silver instead. After that we went to play the playground. First we played the orange thingy and found it so lame. Hence we went to play the blue coluor thingy instead. I think both of them are sea saw? LOL. Yan went up the blue thingy then me but then when i step up, YAN flew offfffff!! haha. And she never tried playing that thingy again. Later, we went to addidas shop to play the football thing. 5 of us played with a primary school kid. At first he thrashed us. Later, as we played longer, he started his weird behaviour. Whenever one of us who is his 'partner' didn't manage to block the ball from entering the goal, he would tickle us in our tummy? Damn disgusting. After that one of my friend scored other ppl goal so many time, he asked for an exchange of partner except for her. BUT no one wanted to change so my friend had to stand by the side and watch. When we scored a goal, she would 'cheer' for us. This boyboy became weird. He started scolding my friend shut up and finally said shut up B****. So... Or else he would say we cheat. So lame la. When we were leaving, he suddenly 'attack' me? Shocked by his sudden attack, I... I.. I forgot what I did  but I did something to protect myself. hehes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that we went to bugis. We started our mini english lesson. bugis= BUG IS and others which is so lame that I'm too lazy to type. After bugis, we went back! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats all for the day andand i finally blogged. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18592454-2651792876055266735?l=u-turn-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://u-turn-.blogspot.com/feeds/2651792876055266735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18592454&amp;postID=2651792876055266735' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18592454/posts/default/2651792876055266735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18592454/posts/default/2651792876055266735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://u-turn-.blogspot.com/2007/06/outing-with-my-pri-school-matess-xd.html' title='Outing with my PRI school matess. xD'/><author><name>unforgettable</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16604925880561956311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18592454.post-3660129760897139347</id><published>2007-05-26T23:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-26T23:02:31.759-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Who is third?</title><content type='html'>XING FEN!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't know who is third in class ar? Let me tell you then!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The person is SEAH XING FEN!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woohooo!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you know now right? This post is gonna be here forever!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18592454-3660129760897139347?l=u-turn-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://u-turn-.blogspot.com/feeds/3660129760897139347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18592454&amp;postID=3660129760897139347' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18592454/posts/default/3660129760897139347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18592454/posts/default/3660129760897139347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://u-turn-.blogspot.com/2007/05/who-is-third.html' title='Who is third?'/><author><name>unforgettable</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16604925880561956311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18592454.post-152401949618796707</id><published>2007-05-13T02:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-13T02:06:34.363-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Mothers' Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;HAPPY MOTHERS' DAY!! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18592454-152401949618796707?l=u-turn-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://u-turn-.blogspot.com/feeds/152401949618796707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18592454&amp;postID=152401949618796707' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18592454/posts/default/152401949618796707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18592454/posts/default/152401949618796707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://u-turn-.blogspot.com/2007/05/happy-mothers-day.html' title='Happy Mothers&apos; Day'/><author><name>unforgettable</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16604925880561956311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18592454.post-132003639809732262</id><published>2007-05-11T22:30:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-11T22:38:44.232-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY B'DAE YLING</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;HEY IF YOUR NAME STARTS WITH a Y AND END WITH a G. PLUS YOU HAVE THE SAME SURNAME AS ME, I JUST WANT TO WISH YOU...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18592454-132003639809732262?l=u-turn-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://u-turn-.blogspot.com/feeds/132003639809732262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18592454&amp;postID=132003639809732262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18592454/posts/default/132003639809732262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18592454/posts/default/132003639809732262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://u-turn-.blogspot.com/2007/05/happy-bdae-yling.html' title='HAPPY B&apos;DAE YLING'/><author><name>unforgettable</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16604925880561956311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18592454.post-2115778956374419462</id><published>2007-05-11T22:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-13T02:00:48.766-07:00</updated><title type='text'>graduation song</title><content type='html'>Didn't know what had happened but this song lyrics came pushing its way into my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Graduation (Friends Forever)"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so we talked all night about the rest of our lives&lt;br /&gt;Where we're gonna be when we turn 25&lt;br /&gt;I keep thinking times will never change&lt;br /&gt;Keep on thinking things will always be the same&lt;br /&gt;But when we leave this year we won't be coming back&lt;br /&gt;No more hanging out cause we're on a different track&lt;br /&gt;And if you got something that you need to say&lt;br /&gt;You better say it right now cause you don't have another day&lt;br /&gt;Cause we're moving on and we can't slow down&lt;br /&gt;These memories are playing like a film without sound&lt;br /&gt;And I keep thinking of that night in June&lt;br /&gt;I didn't know much of love&lt;br /&gt;But it came too soon&lt;br /&gt;And there was me and you&lt;br /&gt;And then we got real blue&lt;br /&gt;Stay at home talking on the telephone&lt;br /&gt;We would get so excited and we'd get so scared&lt;br /&gt;Laughing at ourselves thinking life's not fair&lt;br /&gt;And this is how it feels&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[1] - As we go on&lt;br /&gt;We remember&lt;br /&gt;All the times we&lt;br /&gt;Had together&lt;br /&gt;And as our lives change&lt;br /&gt;Come Whatever&lt;br /&gt;We will still beFriends Forever&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So if we get the big jobs&lt;br /&gt;And we make the big money&lt;br /&gt;When we look back now&lt;br /&gt;Will our jokes still be funny?&lt;br /&gt;Will we still remember everything we learned in school?&lt;br /&gt;Still be trying to break every single rule&lt;br /&gt;Will little brainy Bobby be the stockbroker man?&lt;br /&gt;Can Heather find a job that won't interfere with her tan?&lt;br /&gt;I keep, I keep thinking that it's not goodbye&lt;br /&gt;Keep on thinking it's a time to fly&lt;br /&gt;And this is how it feels&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Repeat 1]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La, la, la, la:&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, yeah, yeah&lt;br /&gt;La, la, la, la:&lt;br /&gt;We will still be friends forever&lt;br /&gt;Will we think about tomorrow like we think about now?&lt;br /&gt;Can we survive it out there?&lt;br /&gt;Can we make it somehow?&lt;br /&gt;I guess I thought that this would never end&lt;br /&gt;And suddenly it's like we're women and men&lt;br /&gt;Will the past be a shadow that will follow us 'round?&lt;br /&gt;Will these memories fade when I leave this town&lt;br /&gt;I keep, I keep thinking that it's not goodbye&lt;br /&gt;Keep on thinking it's a time to fly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Repeat 1 (3x)]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18592454-2115778956374419462?l=u-turn-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://u-turn-.blogspot.com/feeds/2115778956374419462/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18592454&amp;postID=2115778956374419462' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18592454/posts/default/2115778956374419462'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18592454/posts/default/2115778956374419462'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://u-turn-.blogspot.com/2007/05/graduation-song.html' title='graduation song'/><author><name>unforgettable</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16604925880561956311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18592454.post-7505774838895899390</id><published>2007-05-11T08:05:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-11T08:39:38.107-07:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY SAM!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;SIMMY!! SRY ABOUT THIS BUT I JUST WANT TO WISH YOU A HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#666600;"&gt;YLING! HAPPY ADVANCED BIRTHDAY. ITS 11.39P.M. NOW. SOON IT WILL BE 12 A.M.! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18592454-7505774838895899390?l=u-turn-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://u-turn-.blogspot.com/feeds/7505774838895899390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18592454&amp;postID=7505774838895899390' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18592454/posts/default/7505774838895899390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18592454/posts/default/7505774838895899390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://u-turn-.blogspot.com/2007/05/happy-birthday-sam.html' title='HAPPY BIRTHDAY SAM!'/><author><name>unforgettable</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16604925880561956311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18592454.post-6802295542354114589</id><published>2007-05-11T08:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-05-11T08:36:41.865-07:00</updated><title type='text'>great day aye?</title><content type='html'>I think all of you would be utterly shocked to see this post cause I am actually blogging right now at this time of the day. BUT pls don't be so mean to laugh at me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lets see. What had happened today is too much to say so i am going to use my "POWERFUL" summary skills to blog. =x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today marks the end of mid year examination for sec3.07 I know everyone was not paying attention to the last paper aye? I think you are nodding your head now. HA! After the chemistry paper, me and my 2e5'06 girlfriends went out! *You better don't think wrongly hor!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sam and me waited for YL and eli for more than 30 mins then they actually came! We went to Vivo, planned to watch Spiderman 3 but did not do so as we were hungry. Hence, we did not watch Spiderman 3. We went to eat Long John Silver and then later went to play water! While walking in the water, I keep stepping on sharp stones! Goodness me man! My feet hurts! =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We saw some of our classmates. Later, we went to play the archade. We were playing the spot the mistake when the lady came and tell us that we are not suppose to play. GRRRR!!! I was like talking back to her and finally, she said we choose a game that is 1 token and she will let us play for free. However, there is not even a single machine that has 1 token thingy so we played other things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time passed so fast that my stomach was making noises. As some of us did not want to eat while some wanted to eat, we seperated. Sam, Mar, Elaine, YL and me went searching for sakae. Thanks to Vivo, we had to go to suntec instead. When we reach citylink, it was already 5.00p.m. and only had 20 minutes to eat! We decided to give it a pass. However, in the end we also eat but Mar didn't join us as she had to go home early. *Mar, you missed all the good food lei!! YUM YUM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to the esplande to wait for the dinner buffet. There, we got "lost". Really funny man. We kept walking in the wrong direction. Soon, it was time and we went to citylink and wanted to eat our dinner buffet. BUT! the say they didn't offer that. So we had to walk to Funan IT mall. Elaine was like why are you all walking so fast?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At there, we ate, talk and had fun. The total bill was $101.18! so expensive man! I'm broke.  =(  We were leaving soon when we suddenly remember that we had not had our desert so we went back to sit at our table! SO SPASTIC!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got lost again when we were going home. We walked out of the wrong entrance. It was like 8 or 9 plus when we left the place. So late. Feeling lost and scared, we held hands and were practically running like little kids around the place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks people for this day! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18592454-6802295542354114589?l=u-turn-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://u-turn-.blogspot.com/feeds/6802295542354114589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18592454&amp;postID=6802295542354114589' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18592454/posts/default/6802295542354114589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18592454/posts/default/6802295542354114589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://u-turn-.blogspot.com/2007/05/great-day-aye.html' title='great day aye?'/><author><name>unforgettable</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16604925880561956311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18592454.post-8361514349387751265</id><published>2007-03-15T01:14:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2007-03-15T01:29:34.839-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Home for disabled</title><content type='html'>Thinking that today the 9 of us would be going to the orphanage was wrong! We actually went to the home for disabled. We are suppose to help to teach the disabled people how to make a friendship band. I didn't know what happen and I SORT OF broke down? *Wondering why i suddenly just broke down. In the end, i just went around to take photographs. Not bad a task. Later, SPL Chua Xiu Zhen ask me to sit down with her to do the friendship band too! Cause she saw me sitting there doing nth!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End of story! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18592454-8361514349387751265?l=u-turn-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://u-turn-.blogspot.com/feeds/8361514349387751265/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18592454&amp;postID=8361514349387751265' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18592454/posts/default/8361514349387751265'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18592454/posts/default/8361514349387751265'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://u-turn-.blogspot.com/2007/03/home-for-disabled.html' title='Home for disabled'/><author><name>unforgettable</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16604925880561956311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18592454.post-5086093137504890732</id><published>2007-02-28T05:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-28T05:44:29.960-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Fatty acids and glycerol'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>We saw physically challenged people. JOKE! We were thinking how to get fatty acids and glycerol. JOKE!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18592454-5086093137504890732?l=u-turn-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://u-turn-.blogspot.com/feeds/5086093137504890732/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18592454&amp;postID=5086093137504890732' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18592454/posts/default/5086093137504890732'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18592454/posts/default/5086093137504890732'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://u-turn-.blogspot.com/2007/02/we-saw-physically-challenged-people.html' title=''/><author><name>unforgettable</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16604925880561956311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18592454.post-4120801519269427879</id><published>2007-02-28T04:04:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-02-28T05:43:40.592-08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Yellow Constrution hats are hot stuff'/><title type='text'>Jokes of the day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;MY JOKER FRIEND! --&gt; ANGELINE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Today, we went to century square to eat. Later, we went to window shop. Near bum equipment, a guy wearing a grey shorts and white shirt was wearing a &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;YELLOW&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt; construction hat! He was actually doing push up in front of everyone. Angeline and I was like what is he doing? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;HES THE JOKE OF THE DAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh YA! He has voltuptous ASS thats what Angeline named it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That constrution hat is &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hot stuff&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;! When we went to Toy R Us, we saw lots of constrution hats. Everywhere! Even Barney was wearing a construction hat! oh HO! Construction hat is so in fashion now! SO get it now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANDAND angeline is mad about YELLOW CONTRUCTION HATS! hahahas. SHE WANTS THAT HAT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Yellow construction hats (esp in toysrus) hot stuff!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18592454-4120801519269427879?l=u-turn-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://u-turn-.blogspot.com/feeds/4120801519269427879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18592454&amp;postID=4120801519269427879' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18592454/posts/default/4120801519269427879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18592454/posts/default/4120801519269427879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://u-turn-.blogspot.com/2007/02/jokes-of-day.html' title='Jokes of the day!'/><author><name>unforgettable</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16604925880561956311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18592454.post-116868659326335737</id><published>2007-01-13T02:56:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-13T03:09:53.296-08:00</updated><title type='text'>blog is dead</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;THIS BLOG IS GOING TO BE DEAD!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18592454-116868659326335737?l=u-turn-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://u-turn-.blogspot.com/feeds/116868659326335737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18592454&amp;postID=116868659326335737' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18592454/posts/default/116868659326335737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18592454/posts/default/116868659326335737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://u-turn-.blogspot.com/2007/01/blog-is-dead.html' title='blog is dead'/><author><name>unforgettable</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16604925880561956311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18592454.post-116868642385204554</id><published>2007-01-13T02:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-13T03:07:03.863-08:00</updated><title type='text'>boring school</title><content type='html'>Sec 3 life is not good. There is homework everyday and you have to stay in school till so late. Seldom would you be able to reach home by 3 cause there would be either CCA or afternoon program. :((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to be one year younger! Better to be younger than older lah! HAHAS.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18592454-116868642385204554?l=u-turn-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://u-turn-.blogspot.com/feeds/116868642385204554/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18592454&amp;postID=116868642385204554' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18592454/posts/default/116868642385204554'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18592454/posts/default/116868642385204554'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://u-turn-.blogspot.com/2007/01/boring-school.html' title='boring school'/><author><name>unforgettable</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16604925880561956311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18592454.post-116800490897680782</id><published>2007-01-05T05:43:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-13T02:56:18.416-08:00</updated><title type='text'>guides the suckers.</title><content type='html'>Finally its the last day of school of the week. I beat. TOTALLY BEAT! What had happen today after school is so sucky la. Not going to say what happen cause i'm too fustrated to say plus i'm hitting the roof! AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;FCUK LA!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)vAl (DON'T MEANT TO SAY THAT)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18592454-116800490897680782?l=u-turn-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://u-turn-.blogspot.com/feeds/116800490897680782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18592454&amp;postID=116800490897680782' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18592454/posts/default/116800490897680782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18592454/posts/default/116800490897680782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://u-turn-.blogspot.com/2007/01/guides-suckers.html' title='guides the suckers.'/><author><name>unforgettable</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16604925880561956311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18592454.post-116765061826608641</id><published>2007-01-01T03:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2007-01-01T03:23:38.283-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY NEW YEAR'o7</title><content type='html'>Its a new year and I'm going to wish youuuuuuu a...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY NEW YEAR '07!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18592454-116765061826608641?l=u-turn-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://u-turn-.blogspot.com/feeds/116765061826608641/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18592454&amp;postID=116765061826608641' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18592454/posts/default/116765061826608641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18592454/posts/default/116765061826608641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://u-turn-.blogspot.com/2007/01/happy-new-yearo7.html' title='HAPPY NEW YEAR&apos;o7'/><author><name>unforgettable</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16604925880561956311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18592454.post-116628152259484994</id><published>2006-12-16T06:27:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-16T07:05:22.656-08:00</updated><title type='text'>holiday?</title><content type='html'>What kind of holiday is this when we have so much homework to do? Can someone just answer me?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosh, this is freking me out. ALL THIS HOMEWORK! Urrrrgggghhhhh... Its never going to be completed before the holidays!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HEEELLLLLPPPPP!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;x(((&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18592454-116628152259484994?l=u-turn-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://u-turn-.blogspot.com/feeds/116628152259484994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18592454&amp;postID=116628152259484994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18592454/posts/default/116628152259484994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18592454/posts/default/116628152259484994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://u-turn-.blogspot.com/2006/12/holiday.html' title='holiday?'/><author><name>unforgettable</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16604925880561956311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18592454.post-116627940780270196</id><published>2006-12-16T06:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-16T06:30:07.813-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY TIFFANY AND JIA YI!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TIFFANY! xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY JIA YI! xD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;p.s even if you never see this, I'm STILL gonna wish you 2  happy birthday! xDD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18592454-116627940780270196?l=u-turn-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://u-turn-.blogspot.com/feeds/116627940780270196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18592454&amp;postID=116627940780270196' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18592454/posts/default/116627940780270196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18592454/posts/default/116627940780270196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://u-turn-.blogspot.com/2006/12/happy-birthday-tiffany-and-jia-yi.html' title='HAPPY BIRTHDAY TIFFANY AND JIA YI!'/><author><name>unforgettable</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16604925880561956311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18592454.post-116573650026416594</id><published>2006-12-09T23:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-09T23:41:40.276-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Back from holiday!</title><content type='html'>Yippy! Back from holiday! =p This was a great overseas trip! Went with my cousin family. Ha, took lots of photots but too bad its in my cousins' camera! Some of the photos are damn retard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love the outdoor theme park! Its totally fun! There is this corkscrew and we went for it for 2 times. HAHAS. Actually its was down but suddenly it open? Don't understand why this happen. It is very fast plus it would overturn? HAHAS, don't know how to describe. Just make a trip down there and you would know!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also sat a 'thing' that will go 4/5 stories high and then later free fall down. You will feel as if you are trying to tiao lou zhi sa. HAHAS. The free fall is damn  freaking scary la. Obviously, i only sat once.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, tell you la. All the rides are damn nice except for those kiddy one la. Lazy to blog ler...&lt;br /&gt;BYE BYE! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18592454-116573650026416594?l=u-turn-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://u-turn-.blogspot.com/feeds/116573650026416594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18592454&amp;postID=116573650026416594' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18592454/posts/default/116573650026416594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18592454/posts/default/116573650026416594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://u-turn-.blogspot.com/2006/12/back-from-holiday.html' title='Back from holiday!'/><author><name>unforgettable</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16604925880561956311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18592454.post-116504531993993604</id><published>2006-12-01T23:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-12-01T23:41:59.950-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Camp camp camp!</title><content type='html'>BACK FROM CAMP! Yeps, you heard it. I am BACK FROM CAMP FINALLY! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This camp is a torture to me!! :O Lots of things happen but I'm not going to talk about anything. This is to prevent ME from remembering all those... :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PUMP PUMP PUMP! 1, mdm. 2, mdm. 3, mdm. ... RAHHHH!! I did more than 200 PUMPINGS! Now there is abrasion on my knee. :(( This is so damn pathetic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The farewell night rocks! OH YAY! IT TOTALLY ROCKS! We, guides, made MISS SOH cry! HAHAS. So damn funny too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Campfire is burning now... It was great. I was in charge of the music and my ears are going to burst as I sat less than a metre away! AHHHHH!!!! HAHAS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm done talking about what i like! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18592454-116504531993993604?l=u-turn-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://u-turn-.blogspot.com/feeds/116504531993993604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18592454&amp;postID=116504531993993604' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18592454/posts/default/116504531993993604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18592454/posts/default/116504531993993604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://u-turn-.blogspot.com/2006/12/camp-camp-camp.html' title='Camp camp camp!'/><author><name>unforgettable</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16604925880561956311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18592454.post-116462956802497456</id><published>2006-11-27T04:11:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-27T04:12:48.040-08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY ELISHA</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY ELISHA! =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18592454-116462956802497456?l=u-turn-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://u-turn-.blogspot.com/feeds/116462956802497456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18592454&amp;postID=116462956802497456' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18592454/posts/default/116462956802497456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18592454/posts/default/116462956802497456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://u-turn-.blogspot.com/2006/11/happy-birthday-elisha.html' title='HAPPY BIRTHDAY ELISHA'/><author><name>unforgettable</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16604925880561956311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18592454.post-116445971997059888</id><published>2006-11-25T04:50:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-25T05:01:59.973-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Potential PSL</title><content type='html'>TRICIAho, drew and wrote some beautiful things that i think i should share with everyone. &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4684/1823/320/360302/pic1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4684/1823/320/514447/pic2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/4684/1823/320/238854/pic3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;The last one is the cutest! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18592454-116445971997059888?l=u-turn-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://u-turn-.blogspot.com/feeds/116445971997059888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18592454&amp;postID=116445971997059888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18592454/posts/default/116445971997059888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18592454/posts/default/116445971997059888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://u-turn-.blogspot.com/2006/11/potential-psl.html' title='Potential PSL'/><author><name>unforgettable</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16604925880561956311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18592454.post-116445927045901085</id><published>2006-11-25T04:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-25T04:54:30.476-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Step up</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;STEP UP IS GREAT!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;Went to watch step up on thursday after guides. Oh YAY oh YAY! Its so nice. Luckily, this time it isn't a sad one plusplus i didn't sit in between TRICIAho and Sam. HAHAS. xD Cause if its a sad story, both of them will cry which will cause me to cry. HAHAS. *heng!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18592454-116445927045901085?l=u-turn-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://u-turn-.blogspot.com/feeds/116445927045901085/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18592454&amp;postID=116445927045901085' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18592454/posts/default/116445927045901085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18592454/posts/default/116445927045901085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://u-turn-.blogspot.com/2006/11/step-up.html' title='Step up'/><author><name>unforgettable</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16604925880561956311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18592454.post-116437396791986021</id><published>2006-11-24T04:05:00.002-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-24T05:12:49.126-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Wild Wild Wet</title><content type='html'>Wild Wild Wet here I come...!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its totally rock! We took a LONG LONG time just to get our imaginary tickets! Actually we are suppose to "put" the money into the funkey card and later when we went in thent they will cut from it! HAHAS. I was so excited that i didn't know what i was thinking. HAHAS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At last, we went in and got changed. HAHAS. Joanne wore her new sexy swimming costume. We were so blur about putting our things in the locker cause we had to clue how to put. So we were standing there and SOON, the person came and gave us some help.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, we started playing in the professor playground. HAHAS. All of us were having so much fun till the first unlucky thing happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FIRST UNLUCKY THING : JOANNE KNOCKED ONTO A CUTE LIL BOYBOY !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As Joanne's shorts isn't smooth, it was hard for her to slide so she got stuck on the way down the slide. As she did not know that there was a small boy slidding down, Joanne took her time to walk out but the boy was so fast that, Joanne accidentally knocked into this little cute boy. Then the boyboy like got baluku like that. His head got one patch red! So kelian! Joanne was so scared till she almost cry. All of us went to apologise to that boyboy aunty. So, we started to be more careful when playing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later, we went to paly the ULARLAR. (Fine, I don't know how to spell this!) We screamed like hell when we sat on this big infaltable thingy and went down this huge slide. For almost the whole 'ride' , we were screaming like nobody's business! HAHAS. Then we went to see the candid shots! All of us looked so kuku can! x) So we decided to sit again cause it was super duper fun! We also scream at the top of our voice but not as long as the first one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After this, we went to play the yellow and purple slide. THE PURPLE SLIDE ROCKS! xD After that, we went to sit the skyrider. I sat with Tricia (DUPERKUKU). Joanne sat with Yong Ling. Gerald sat with Wilson. Joanne and Yl was like so slow? Tricia and I went for 2 rounds and we were only abit behind them. HAHAS. Gerald and Wilson had to ride the thing damn slow so as not to BANG into them. HAHAS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later, we went for the shoik river. REALLY SHOIK LEI! x) We took those floats that we saw and used it. WE SAW INSECTS INSIDE THE WATER TOO! *yucks yucks. It was very fun and they went to topple my float! Making me drink up so much water! &gt;:( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh great, now my stomach is growling. So we decided to have our lunch! All of us ate KFC. See...! We are so supportive of KFC! LOL! While Tricia and Joanne was waiting for the others to finish eating, they went to ride the skyrider again! hahas. After waiting for them to come down, we went to play!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went for the tsunami instead of the jacuzzi cause the person wanted to clean. I drank lots and lots of water there! The water is salty for goodness sake. HAHAS. We sat on floats and wanted to stay together when the wave came. My hand is hurting now because of using my muscles too much. We had to much fun till the 9th unlucky thing happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9th UNLUCKY THING: JOANNE LOST HER FUNKEY CARD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We tried searching for it but to no avil, we could not find it. Then we remember we saw a goggles somewhere and went seaching for the goggles so that we could use it to see underwater clearly. Wilson took the goggles and looked underwater to see if he could find it. We finally found the funkey card in the 1.8m deep 'POOL'. Gerald, our 'hero', dived in and picked up the card. As we wanted to confirm it was Joanne's card, Tricia and joanne went to check the amount of money inside. Meanwhile, gerald, wilson, yong ling and me went to 'suntan'. x) When Tricia and Joanne came back, they could not find us and went looking for us while we were at the shallow part of the water hiding. HAHAS. They walked past us and didnt notice us at all! how smart! We saw a couple nearby us. The guy was on top of the girl and he was touching the girl's breast! They thought we were at the jacuzzi so they went to the jacuzzi thingy while we went back to the wave pool as the wave had come. Finally we went to find them. HAHAS. We decided not to paly at the wave pool anymore, so we went over to the jacuzzi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon, the sky was getting darker, so we decided to go a last round to the shoik river. When we were going to finish one round of the shoik river, it started to drizzle and there was an announcement made that all of us had to go to the nearest shelter to seek shelter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We waited and waited for the rain to stop. We were so tired of waiting that we went to bathe. The shower was no good. The cubicle i went into the shower was so pain. Its like water firing at me. So pain. As we only have 1 bottle of shampoo and 1 bottle of soap, we had to pass around and it took a while for the bottle of soap to come to me. HAHAS. At last, we bathe finish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After bathing, we decided to go to school. Gerald said he was waiting for Jian Jun but end up he was waiting for Khai Ping. HAHAS. Yea such a great actor! We went into school and waited for sam and elaine...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;                                          THE END!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18592454-116437396791986021?l=u-turn-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://u-turn-.blogspot.com/feeds/116437396791986021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18592454&amp;postID=116437396791986021' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18592454/posts/default/116437396791986021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18592454/posts/default/116437396791986021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://u-turn-.blogspot.com/2006/11/wild-wild-wet.html' title='Wild Wild Wet'/><author><name>unforgettable</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16604925880561956311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18592454.post-116437015387711299</id><published>2006-11-24T04:05:00.001-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-24T04:10:44.346-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday joanne</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY JOANNE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;YOU HAVE TURNED 14 FINALLY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;P.S. Sorry for wishing you a happy belated birthday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18592454-116437015387711299?l=u-turn-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://u-turn-.blogspot.com/feeds/116437015387711299/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18592454&amp;postID=116437015387711299' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18592454/posts/default/116437015387711299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18592454/posts/default/116437015387711299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://u-turn-.blogspot.com/2006/11/happy-birthday-joanne.html' title='Happy Birthday joanne'/><author><name>unforgettable</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16604925880561956311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18592454.post-116437005239594139</id><published>2006-11-24T04:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-24T04:08:36.930-08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm missing you so soon.</title><content type='html'>It has been days since you are not in Singapore BUT its only now that...&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to say that i &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;MISS YOU DEAR&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18592454-116437005239594139?l=u-turn-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://u-turn-.blogspot.com/feeds/116437005239594139/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18592454&amp;postID=116437005239594139' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18592454/posts/default/116437005239594139'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18592454/posts/default/116437005239594139'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://u-turn-.blogspot.com/2006/11/im-missing-you-so-soon.html' title='I&apos;m missing you so soon.'/><author><name>unforgettable</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16604925880561956311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18592454.post-116368126914420606</id><published>2006-11-16T04:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T04:59:12.123-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last day of WORK!</title><content type='html'>Oh yay! Today's the last day of work! x) Finally, I wouldn't need to wake up early. HAHAS. But my pay??!! DEAR you better help me ask hor! :) It was a last minute notice that today is my last day of work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After work, YAN and me walked slowly out as we were still full. As we were walking, a group of ITE boys passed us and said "BYE GIRLS". LOL. Moreover, YAN turned her head and see them. I whispered in a hushed voice saying " why are you looking at them?" Hahas. Later as we continued to walk, i saw a SANITARY PAD laid on the floor OPEN! it seems to be kotex one lei. HAHAS. *paiseh. Just guessing hor! I know its disgusting but it can't be help since there are inconsiderate people in this world. HAHAS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay ta ta for now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yea, i forgot something important to tell all of you! Okay, its not really important. Joanne and Theo went on a "date". HAHAS. Its not really a date but just went out BUT of course with Yong Ling and wilson. Another pair. HAHAS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. just joking for the bottom part. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18592454-116368126914420606?l=u-turn-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://u-turn-.blogspot.com/feeds/116368126914420606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18592454&amp;postID=116368126914420606' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18592454/posts/default/116368126914420606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18592454/posts/default/116368126914420606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://u-turn-.blogspot.com/2006/11/last-day-of-work.html' title='Last day of WORK!'/><author><name>unforgettable</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16604925880561956311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18592454.post-116323824841933841</id><published>2006-11-10T23:07:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-16T05:02:09.606-08:00</updated><title type='text'>CHALET 2e5'2006 :)</title><content type='html'>YAY! I love it, Just like so much! HAHAS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BACK from 2e5'06 chalet! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I rushed back home and got my things and went to meet Sam, Mar, Joanne... at whitesands. Saw Chihkai in the bus. I thought he knew where to meet so Idid not tell him that the meeting point changed. HAHAS. So I had to ask joanne accompany me to find him. We waited for QUITE a while for the damn shuttle bus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a long walk from the main gate to OUR bunglow 11! The knigfisher! HAHAS. We went to pick and choose our room. Finally decided on the room 4! ROoM 4! Do you know what i mean? hehes. Later we sat in the room and played card games. HAHAS. Nothing better to do. We played for a while and then went to the living room and see what are the rest doing. Again they are playing UNO cards. Later Jesslin decided to go home and take her majong set come here and play. So we went to ask her if she could buy bubbletea for us. HAHAS. WE CRAVE FOR BUBBLE TEA! x) Luckily she agreed! Yea, you are so good! HAHAS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While waiting for our bubbleteas, I and Sam decided to follow Gerald out since he is wearing Mar' big slipper out. HAHAS. oh okay. He went to play soccer with the guys. So sam and i decided to go and sit on the stone. HAHAS. Sam suggested to scream but i was too PAISEH to do that la. HAHAS. LAter elaine, joanne kept calling Sam's and mine handphone and we decided not to listen. HAHAS. At last we decided to listen. Then we knew they just wanted Marissa's big black slipper back! HAHAS. Since Gerald wore it, I and sam didn't want to touch it. So we kicked it but it took too long so we called them out. *Marissa, don't be angry with me for kicking your darling slippers! HAHAS. When we saw them, elaine was damn angry with me for not listening to her call. HAHAS. *Don't be angry hor elaine! hehes. Later since all of us was there, We went to this place where the small kids play. Something like indoor playground? HAHAS. We played and Joanne kept screaming. HAHAS. We didn't know that its only for children under 12 years old till we are going out! HAHAS. We walked back to the bunglow to get our bubbletea. HAHAS it isn't as nice as when it was made. HAHAS but I love it. xP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They started to play majong and Sam, Mar, Joanne, Elaine and last but not least my SOTONG: Yong Ling. started to eat! hahas. Th e guys went to start the fire. HAHAS they ain't successful. They burn paper, leaves etc and used up all the fire starters! LOL when it was becoming dark, Tricia and eli came. We gave present to Miss Soh! (I don't even know why do they want to buy for her.) I hugged her! Oh yeah, I hugged her. HAHAS. Elaine and Ian played stress. HAHAS. They were like "screaming" and shouting at the same time. elaine played till her face went red. HAHAS. Blar Blar Blar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went into our room and took photos with Miss Soh! Here they comes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4684/1823/320/DSC00227.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;*This photo(above) was taken by Yong Ling before Tricia and Joanne came in.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4684/1823/320/P1010019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4684/1823/320/P1010022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Lets kill TRICIA!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4684/1823/320/P1010023.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;LOSERS! HAHAS. ACTION GUY acting action! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4684/1823/320/P1010024.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Handphones for sales!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;THE END!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Later, we went out to the swimming pool and JUMP IN WITH OUR CLOTHES ON! HAHAS. Of course the guys took of their shirt and the girls wear everything la. At first i don't want to jump cause I got the... You know. HAHAS. Joanne also budden she want to jump. Tricia called elaine and Yong Ling come and jump. So in the end 3 of them jump left me and Joanne. But I have not end my story hor! Later Joanne kept saying she want to go then I like want to go so In the end both of us hold hands and Jump in together. HAHAS. YAY! It was so cool! Moreover it was at night. While, we were having fun, I decided to ask sam, mar and eli to jump too. However, Sam and Mar didn't want to jump so left eli. When she decided to jump, the security guard came and asked us to copme up. We were like WALAO! But it isn't because we were noisy but it is because it was too late. HAHAS. While we were on our way back, I ran after Sam to hug Sam her! HAHAS. I couldn't hug Marissa cause she was holding my handphone and belt! HAHAS. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;ALL 8 of us used all the toilets avaliable cause there was too many ppl using the same toilet and we couldn't wait. After that, we couldn't sleep. So we didn't sleep in the end till in the morning 5+ I and eli went to sleep. It was Theodoric's birthday on 9.11.06 and mrs lim bought a mini cake for him! 4 guys sneaked out since ---- wouldn't allow them to go out of the chalet. HAHAS. But this plot of not letting ---- know was destroyed since Steven shouted and Sam opened the door and ---- decided to go check it out. It was then she found out that they were missing. She hit the roof and asked us to call them. When they came back, they received a lecture from ---- and were told to stand at each corner till she wake up. Mrs lim ask us to wake her up at 4.30&lt;br /&gt;so that she can ask them go back and sleep. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Soon, it was 5a.m. we decided to go and see sunrise . However I and eli walked till the main gate, we decided to walk back cause my eyes are going to close and I was shivering la. HAHAS. I don't know about eli. Later when we went back, the 4 of us went to sleep BUT the bed was to small and the aircon was freezing and I tried to keep myself warm since I didn't bring my jacket. This resulted me in sleeping in an awkward position. HAHAS. Pai seh. ^.^ However, they didn't see the sunrise. Its either they were facing the wrong direction or they were too early. HAHAS. Lucky me. I got some sleep. HAHAS. Later, the guys decided to go swimming so we girls decided to follow. HAHAS. It was so funny. They played some stupid games! hehes. Some of the girls went and sit on the pool side causing their BACKSIDE TO BE WET! hahas! Oh yea, wet butt! In the end, Sam and eli "jump" into the pool. HAHAS. Soon, we walked back to the chalet and now sam got her revenge! She hugged me and tried making me wet! Thanks to the sun, my clothes dried up quickly. After cleaning up the chalet, we prepared to go home. We presented steven ong with all the remainders of the food and a bag of charcoal for cooking for us for the 2 day 1 night chalet! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;P.S. Steven Ong actually the food you cook are nice! YEA! HAHAS. You could get a holiday job as a cook! HAHAS. XD&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The lady came and check our chalet. Lucky for us, we didn't exceed the aircon limit or else we have to pay for it! HAHAS. Steven parents came and pick him up. He thought we were joking about the food and the big bag of charcoal. However when I and Tricia carried the 2 plastic bag of food to him, he then realise we were not kidding at all! HAHAS. Lets end here! xD&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;VaLx.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18592454-116323824841933841?l=u-turn-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://u-turn-.blogspot.com/feeds/116323824841933841/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18592454&amp;postID=116323824841933841' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18592454/posts/default/116323824841933841'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18592454/posts/default/116323824841933841'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://u-turn-.blogspot.com/2006/11/chalet-2e52006.html' title='CHALET 2e5&apos;2006 :)'/><author><name>unforgettable</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16604925880561956311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18592454.post-116263936992995431</id><published>2006-11-04T02:55:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-04T03:22:49.986-08:00</updated><title type='text'>First day of work!</title><content type='html'>Okay, Its the first day of work and I'm finally back from work! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We start work at 9.00 a.m. Isn't that early? Now, the work comes in...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First they teach me how to check whether the envelope is sealed properly and if not what to do PLUS we also have to tie them up and put them in some sort of big plactic bag. HAHAS. Then later we have to tie them up. Its a long process and we have to do everything the way they teach. HAHAS They will also treat you as if you don't know when you know how to do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later, they ask me do sth else la. Such as folding papers? But of course, folding the paper is left to the machine. I only need to feed the machine with papers. HAHAS. Then later pack them nicely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;to be continued....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18592454-116263936992995431?l=u-turn-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://u-turn-.blogspot.com/feeds/116263936992995431/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18592454&amp;postID=116263936992995431' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18592454/posts/default/116263936992995431'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18592454/posts/default/116263936992995431'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://u-turn-.blogspot.com/2006/11/first-day-of-work.html' title='First day of work!'/><author><name>unforgettable</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16604925880561956311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18592454.post-116245052743305670</id><published>2006-11-01T22:52:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T05:48:22.176-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Job hunting -.-''</title><content type='html'>Wahaha. On Monday, I went for job hunting with Tricia. &amp; it was PATHETIC!! xP went to tm/cs back and forth and guess who we saw, GERALD NG! and we thought he was waiting for kaiping. o.O but it turned out to be his catholic friend. -.- {only until today, I realized that Gerald pierced his ear. Tsk!} And Tricia was being weird! She wanted to work at ajisen cause she said it seems fun? -.- andand, we practically walked every level of tm/cs just to find a job. But we didn't go into the shop AT ALL. We were either under aged or the job was not suitable. gahhh! x)) went into popular and regretted it. I WONT GO TO ANY PLACE THAT HAS CHINESE SONGS CAUSE TRICIA WOULD BE SINGING NON-STOP! x)) and yes mummy! I want that princess hours VCD! xP Went to converse too! WE SERIOUSLY WANT THAT PAIR OF SHOES!! xDDD after that, we lunched at yoshinoya and went off to bugis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We came out of the MRT, there's a guy asking for donations. When I saw them, I told Tricia lets quickly 'siam'. However, we were so lucky that this guy stopped us. He kept mumbling to himself and he talksas fast as a speedo train. HAHAS. We wanted to walk away but another guy came and said that zou hao xin ren, donate $2 dollars each. RAHHH!! Wasted my money. Then we got this SUPER GOOD pen in return. Thanks man. HAHAS. There's this action city shop in bugis and we wanted to work there! But we were TOO PAISEH to even ask the person there luhh. xP we walked in and out the shop like don't know how many hundred over times and then Tricia said 'go toilet first'. -.- RAHHHS! After toilet-ing, we walked in and out of the shop again like nobody's business! Then the shopkeeper was like keep looking at us larhh. So paiseh can! xD FINALLY, TRICIA GOT HER 'SPEECH' READY &amp; WENT TO ASK THE PERSON. But sadly, we were rejected. Boohoo! )): they want us to work till after Christmas la! Its like who would want lor. So, we got really ‘depressed’ and didn’t want to look for a job liao. xPP Thus, we went window shopping! =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we mrt-ed to orchard! Here’s the interesting part! While mrt-ing, there was this uber cute boyboy whom we played bang bang with. o.O and he kept wanting to disturb us. &amp;amp; WE GOT 'MOLESTED' BY HIM !! HE LICKED ON A PIECE OF PAPER AND THREW IT ON TRICIA!! Yucks! &amp; HE GRABBED MY HAND!! Gosh! So disgusting can! We were like escaping from him la. Then he kept going after us. And we kinda screamed when he/the paper touches us. It was so malu la! Then there's this group of boys laughing at us. PAISEH! x)) when we reached somerset, we got off the train. But, the boyboy grabbed my hand and don't let me out! Grr.. &amp;amp;I was shouting for help. Tsk! =X but still, I managed to get out off the train. Phew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to cineleisure, heerens and walked to Far East. Only walked and walked and walked. BORING! Then we kept sitting down cause Tricia wanted to vomit. D: we then sat outside de cinema and saw some DISGUSTING things! The girl was sitting on the 'guy' and the 'guy' was hugging her. &amp; she was acting cute! Yucksyucks! Shall not say anymore about this. =xx went to heerens's action city and saw this guy whom we think is the xing qi wu zhou bao the xiao hua xiao cao! But we aint sure. =X walked &amp;amp; shopped around then headed for Far East because … WE WANTED TO DRINK BUBBLE TEA! ((x walked abit then sat down cause Tricia couldn't tarhan anymore. Butbut! Tricia persevered just for bubble tea! Honey red tea mini pearls! ^^ and the amount of pearls the aunty gave was like oh my tian! So much can! Almost half filled with mini pearls luhh. We didn't really shop at Far East. DD: Tricia was half-dead! DX so, we sat down and chatted about everything! &gt;.&lt; wanted to call Elaine to join us but she didn't answer her phone. :(( boo! Finished talking and drinking then we mrt-ed home. Saw veto (he don't know us) quite a few times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While traveling back, Joanne messaged Tricia &amp;amp; we lied to her that we got the job and was selling LINGERIE ! muahaha. x)))) and then she said it was suitable for us. -.- we alighted at tampines and I pei Tricia take 81 home! So good rite! xD chatted A LOT again. =X and I saw JM, Felicia and Nigel. o.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE END ! THREE CHEERS FOR TRICIA !! XOXO&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.&lt;br /&gt;Blogged by TRICIAho&lt;br /&gt;Edited by ME&lt;br /&gt;Posted by ME&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18592454-116245052743305670?l=u-turn-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://u-turn-.blogspot.com/feeds/116245052743305670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18592454&amp;postID=116245052743305670' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18592454/posts/default/116245052743305670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18592454/posts/default/116245052743305670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://u-turn-.blogspot.com/2006/11/job-hunting.html' title='Job hunting -.-&apos;&apos;'/><author><name>unforgettable</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16604925880561956311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18592454.post-116221314576383590</id><published>2006-10-30T04:32:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2006-10-30T05:13:17.290-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Survevy?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Got this from Grace and I'm finally gonna do it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;1.Are you single, taken or crushing?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;single.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;2. Are you happy with your life now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Most of the time. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;3. When you meet the right person, do you fall in love with him fast?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;How would i know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;4. Have you ever had your heart broken?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;No. x)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;5. Do you believe in some circumstances where cheating love is acceptable?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Too difficult for me to understand.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;6. Would you take someone back if &lt;strong&gt;she&lt;/strong&gt; cheats on you?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I'm not a lesbian. HAHAS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;7. Have you ever talk about marriage with another before?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;No. HAHAS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;8. Do you want children?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Have not even think about marriage why think about children.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;9. How many?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I don't know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;10. Would you consider adoption? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Don't know. HAHAS Too Young to think about it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;11. If someone likes you right now, what do you think is the best way to let you know her feelings? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;How many times must i tell you that I AM NOT A LESBIAN. Hahas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;12. Do you enjoy getting into a relationship?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Obviously friends kind of relationship.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;13. Be honest, what is the furthest thing you n your ex did? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Don't ask me. I don't know cause i don't have one! :) (For those who are in of course the last thing they would do is the say LETS BREAK UP!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;14. Do you believe in love at the first sight?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Yea! When i was born and the minute i say my parents, I was in love with them. HAHAS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;15. Are you romantic?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;How do one even know that one is romantic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;16. Do you believe you can change someone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Let me try and i will know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;17. Do you easily give in when you are fighting?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Haven fought with anyone before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;18. Do you have feelings for someone right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Nopes. Maybe myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;19. Have you ever wished that you could have had someone but you messed it up?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I don't even understand what are you asking how to answer you??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;20. Have you ever broke a heart?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;That person would die if i broke their heart! HAHAS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;21. If one day your best friend falls in love with the girl you are deeply in love with, what would you do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;I gotta be a lesbian if that happens. HAHAS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;22. Are you missing someone right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Like duhh, I'm missing my friends!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Now you have to ask 5 of your friends to do this survey in their blogs. Write down their names in the list below. Tag them in their blog to let them know.anybody who wants to do this(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;1: YiYan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;2: Tiffany&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;3: Stephanie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;4: Cerlyn Senior&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5: Anyone interested!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18592454-116221314576383590?l=u-turn-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://u-turn-.blogspot.com/feeds/116221314576383590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18592454&amp;postID=116221314576383590' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18592454/posts/default/116221314576383590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18592454/posts/default/116221314576383590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://u-turn-.blogspot.com/2006/10/survevy.html' title='Survevy?'/><author><name>unforgettable</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16604925880561956311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18592454.post-116186758266024903</id><published>2006-10-26T05:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T05:59:42.736-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Day of School for 2006 :((</title><content type='html'>I am feeling very depress. :(( 2e5'06 is going to split! Now i feel like crying now since today is the LAST DAY OF SCHOOL FOR YEAR 2006. My choice class are different from my other close friends, except a few. Anyway it is time to make new friends. Hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During morning assembly, some sec 3 students did a song and gave things to Mrs Koh. It felt touching TO ME (i don't know about the others though). As it was the last day of school and Mrs Koh, the principal, is leaving Hai Sing Catholic School. They compose a song and sang it to her. 2n1 even wrote a poem for her. When they were singing the song, Each of them went up to give something to HER. MRS KOH IS A VERY VERY GOOD PRINCIPAL. :))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had our year book today. X) We did the autographs part. It was so nice that all of them signed for me. :) EXCEPT for the part that they wrote SPP. RAHHHHH.... HAHAS. 2e5 ROCKS! I will miss 2e5 forever. HAHAS. Love the time we are together. BUT... don't forget that we are still going for our CHALET! hahas. Hope we will stay together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VaLx)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18592454-116186758266024903?l=u-turn-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://u-turn-.blogspot.com/feeds/116186758266024903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18592454&amp;postID=116186758266024903' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18592454/posts/default/116186758266024903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18592454/posts/default/116186758266024903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://u-turn-.blogspot.com/2006/10/last-day-of-school-for-2006.html' title='Last Day of School for 2006 :(('/><author><name>unforgettable</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16604925880561956311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18592454.post-116125760959230667</id><published>2006-10-19T03:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-19T04:33:29.676-07:00</updated><title type='text'>NYAA camp!</title><content type='html'>Finally back from the NYAA camp. It was known as Saribun Scout Camp. Hahas. Now, i learn how to appreciate life much more than i did last time. This camp is boring. For goodness sake, NEVER ASK ME TO GO TO THIS CAMP ANYMORE!! We didn't do anything interesting. It is like WTH. The only part i like is that we got to sleep in dorm and there was fan installed unlike other camp which i had to sleep in the tent with natural wind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 1&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When we reach there, we had to be sitted in our groups and i was in group 6! I did not know anyone except Gerald and Kelston. Later, we "checked" in to our dormitories for girls andfor boys the A hut. You won't know what it is unless you go there and look at it yourself cause my description for it is &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4684/1823/1600/A%20hut.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4684/1823/320/A%20hut.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;pathetic. HAHAS. Okay never i give it a try. Is looks like  &lt;----- this. HAHAS isn't this pathetic. HAHAS. But one thing is that you don't need to pistch it yourself cause its ain't a tent! Okay hope you get a rough idea what is looks like.  For girls it is a dormitory. I ain't going to draw it for you cause you should how it looks like. HAHAS. After we checked in, we put our bags inside. I was appointed as the dormitory leader! HOW PATHETIC IS THAT! A dormitory leader! hahas. Then, we met our trainer. From the first sight i saw my trainer, i knew this time we are not going to have a FUN time! Who cares i am only to suffer for 2 days 1 night and I hope i ain't going back. Soon, it was lunch time.  Then later, we had farmland expedition f or group 1-8 and group9-15 was doing other things. This is the worst expedition. It was tiring and moreover, we walked for 5 hours! I felt like lying on my bed and I began treasuring life MUCH MUCH MORE! cause there is a car for me the lazy person to sit in! HAHAS. My trainer: Afzal was always shouting " GROUP 6 STAY NEAR THE GRASS PATCH!" WTH LA! We were not able to complete all the "stations". The second checkpoint was very far away! On the way back, Gerald wanted to step on my shoes and i said if you step, i will tell everyone who you like. He was like tell la. But in the end he did not step. HAHA. We were not able to go to the frog farm and goat farm!!! RAHHHH.... We reached back to the camp site at 5.30 plus. We did campfire preparation with group 5. It was okay la. Dinner time! After dinner, we had our campfire. It was held in the MPH (multi Purpose Hall) It was made up of torche light. Isn't it pathetic? But it is COOL! HAHAS. Group 5 and 6 performance was a "disaster" . HAHAS, Later, we had supper and debrief . We had to do the NYAA booklet. After that we had to shower. XD As there was not enough shower, some of us had to wash our hair outside and wait until the cubicle is empty and then we are able to go in ang bathe. The trainer told us the wash our hair outside and some who were inside came out and wash their hair instead of washing inside. HAHAS. LIGHTS OUT AT 11.45! Miss Cindy Soh came shouting at us and told us to sleep or else.... What can it be? I slept for erm..? From 12 plus to 05.23 a.m.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;DAY 2&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did morning stretches and then had breakfast. It is like all the time we are eating was RICE and other dishes! This time, group 9-15 went on expedition and group1-8 did other things. HAHAS. First, we did tent-pitching. OKAY, my boring trainer taught us how to pitch the tent. I was going like this ZZZzzzz.... HAHAS. Later, we had a mini competition. It was unfair to GROUP6 as the things need was missing. RAHHHHHHHH..... This is freaky. LAter, we moved on to 1st aid! This is the last thing i would like to learn from this camp! Don't want to talk about boring things so lets skip this part. :X WE did BWM (BAck Woods Man). We had to cook orange egg and soldier bread? Orange egg was disgusting. We had to dig out the inside of the orange. YUCKS. Gerald is damn weird. He make me dig the inside when it was his JOB!  RAHHHH... Our fire was not able to start and when the orange egg was being cooked, it taste orangy. YUCK! Lastly, we did knots and lashin which i already know how to do. HAHAS. DAMN LAME. Not talking about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, we had our lunch! OUR LAST MEAL AT SARIBUN SCOUT CAMP. XD Soon, we had to pack up our belongings and bring it to MPH. Then we assemble and did our area cleaning. HAHAS. Some of the group had to clean up the toilet! Tricia had to carry the basket full of PADS to the dustbin at the boys toilet! HAHAS! &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;HEORINE TRICIA&lt;/span&gt;. My group and Samantha's group was together and we only had to clean up A room and carry things around. Isn't it simple. Sam and other 3 girls volunteered to sweep the place. I did nothing. Sam swept out of the room and was scolded by my trainer. OKaay.. After doing our job, we palyed Wacko which was lame. There was some argument... In the end, all the boys went to do something and we, GIRLS, played another game. In the end we assemble at MPH and ready to go HOME! XD I love the last part! HAHAS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way back in the bus, a few people slept and one of them is IAN. Mrs Lim saw him sleeping and took someone shoes and placed it in front of him. He didn't even smelt it! HAHAS. I called my father and told him to fetch me. First, he said cannot cause he is in Jurong but when i told him i was only on KJE, he say oaky. HAHAS. I DON'T KNOW WHY! He said to wait for him for 30 mins. I said okay. When we reached school, my father haven't arrive and Theodoric asked me whether i can share a Taxi with him. I said my father was fetching me and i told him " If you wait with me for 30mins, i will ask my father to fetch you." But in the end, he went to share a cab with Wei Da. Eli waited with me. However, her father said to wait for her for 15 mins but int eh end, her father came almost the same time as mine! We waited for 30 mins. HAHAS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                            THE END&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VaLx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Tricia i blogged about this broing camp liao. HAHAS&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18592454-116125760959230667?l=u-turn-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://u-turn-.blogspot.com/feeds/116125760959230667/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18592454&amp;postID=116125760959230667' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18592454/posts/default/116125760959230667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18592454/posts/default/116125760959230667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://u-turn-.blogspot.com/2006/10/nyaa-camp.html' title='NYAA camp!'/><author><name>unforgettable</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16604925880561956311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18592454.post-116074595945024446</id><published>2006-10-13T05:39:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T06:25:59.566-07:00</updated><title type='text'>ShoppIng Spree but it isn't one.</title><content type='html'>I am suppose to go on shopping spree with Yi Yan but end up buying NOTHING! hahas. We met at tampines, then i followed her to cut her hair. Hahas. Okay she don't seem to be sastified with it. Later, we went to eat. Saw PSL people. Then i quickly "run" away. hahas. End up eating at Long John Sliver. Later, we went to take neoprint. Wahh so weird but i like it. XD. We then went to Paya Lebar this fashion. It did not have anything i like. We decided to go Bugis. I saw Ian wearing a PINK shirt and jeans with his friend. hahas. Later, we went HOME. However, I went to find Tricia and Elaine at Simei as it was still early to go home. Hahas sit on the railing then later saw Leon, Clive and Yan How(triciaho's boyfriend). hahas. Later i went to find my parents at S11 to eat dinner. Then we went to jalan jalan. hahas. Bought a mickey mouse black tee. CUTE! hahas. Then went home. Now blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. TRICIA HO AND MISS SWAN bao my sms. GRR.. &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;725 sms lei! cause me to pay 40 plus dollars la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;VaLx&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18592454-116074595945024446?l=u-turn-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://u-turn-.blogspot.com/feeds/116074595945024446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18592454&amp;postID=116074595945024446' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18592454/posts/default/116074595945024446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18592454/posts/default/116074595945024446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://u-turn-.blogspot.com/2006/10/shopping-spree-but-it-isnt-one.html' title='ShoppIng Spree but it isn&apos;t one.'/><author><name>unforgettable</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16604925880561956311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18592454.post-116064878843215254</id><published>2006-10-12T03:08:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-12T03:26:28.453-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Results results results.</title><content type='html'>I am pouring my heart out NOW! My results are pathetic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dreams are destroyed,&lt;br /&gt;Can't live in my dream world anymore,&lt;br /&gt;Gotta wake up to face reality. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I HATE THIS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Get a grip of yourself and face up now or never.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAS. thats pathetic. Ain't i talking a loadsome of rubbish now?! hahas Okay whatever. i am pestered by&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt; SOME people&lt;/span&gt; to BLOG BLOG AND BLOG. All they know is blog. GRRRR.... hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VaLx :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18592454-116064878843215254?l=u-turn-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://u-turn-.blogspot.com/feeds/116064878843215254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18592454&amp;postID=116064878843215254' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18592454/posts/default/116064878843215254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18592454/posts/default/116064878843215254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://u-turn-.blogspot.com/2006/10/results-results-results.html' title='Results results results.'/><author><name>unforgettable</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16604925880561956311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18592454.post-116064780799326620</id><published>2006-10-12T03:08:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-12T03:10:07.996-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4684/1823/1600/7%20of%20US!.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4684/1823/320/7%20of%20US%21.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Look at this picture. Ain't i retard. hahas. okay second and final picture i am showing you hahas. XD&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;VaLx&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18592454-116064780799326620?l=u-turn-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://u-turn-.blogspot.com/feeds/116064780799326620/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18592454&amp;postID=116064780799326620' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18592454/posts/default/116064780799326620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18592454/posts/default/116064780799326620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://u-turn-.blogspot.com/2006/10/look-at-this-picture.html' title=''/><author><name>unforgettable</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16604925880561956311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18592454.post-116064754540822295</id><published>2006-10-12T02:48:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-10-12T03:11:16.250-07:00</updated><title type='text'>10.10.06</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;I am finally blogging about things that happen on 10.10.06. hahas. I know i am outdated. But i am very lazy to blog. It is very good that i decided to blog finally okay! Okay where should i start?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On 10.10.06, finally examinations are finally over. XD Tricia, Elaine, Yong Ling, Wan Ting, Samantha, Stephanie and last but not least ME! hahas. We went to watch movie (rob-b-hood). AWWW.... the baby was very CUTE! I love it. =) Hahas. There is one part in the movie that it suck Jackie Chan's nipple. hahas I know it is digusting but it is very cute. hahas. Since the baby does not like to suck the nipple, they place honey on the nipple. hahas so YUCK! hahas. OKay after the show, it is about 5 plus already. We went to take NEOPRINT! Look below! HAHAS took 2 times. so fun! I look weird in all the pictures la. hahas. Finally when we wanted to go home, we lost our way. GRRR... Couldn't find the MRT station. Luckily we found in but when we reach home it should be about 9+ already. first time in hisotry i reached home so late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4684/1823/320/neoprints%20001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;VaLx&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18592454-116064754540822295?l=u-turn-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://u-turn-.blogspot.com/feeds/116064754540822295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18592454&amp;postID=116064754540822295' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18592454/posts/default/116064754540822295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18592454/posts/default/116064754540822295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://u-turn-.blogspot.com/2006/10/101006.html' title='10.10.06'/><author><name>unforgettable</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16604925880561956311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18592454.post-115745000964823962</id><published>2006-09-05T02:38:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-05T02:53:29.650-07:00</updated><title type='text'>04.09.06</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;04.-09.06&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went on shopping spree yesterday with YI YAN! I spend 47.30 bucks on a shirt, skirt and a shorts! Hahas. Love it lots! :) After that, we went to hunt for Yi Yan's early birthday present! She can't think of anything to buy but we end up went to Plaza Sing. to buy 2 bracelets one for me and another for her! There is our name craved on it. Then we took each other names! So cool. We went to take neo also! hahas. damn funny la. We pose like retards. hehes. I think that was the first time i spend all my MONEY! hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GREAT OUTING!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18592454-115745000964823962?l=u-turn-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://u-turn-.blogspot.com/feeds/115745000964823962/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18592454&amp;postID=115745000964823962' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18592454/posts/default/115745000964823962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18592454/posts/default/115745000964823962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://u-turn-.blogspot.com/2006/09/040906.html' title='04.09.06'/><author><name>unforgettable</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16604925880561956311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18592454.post-115744947794779285</id><published>2006-09-05T02:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-05T02:44:37.956-07:00</updated><title type='text'>So damn boring.</title><content type='html'>hey DIARY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry that i have not been updating for a very long time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;MARISSA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; did not tagged when she look at my blog! argg... I am going to KILL YOU! hahas. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;BEWARE OF MY MIGHTY HANDS! MWUHAHAHAX!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;VaLx &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*Marissa the bad girl! :) Better tag my tag board or you name will be there forever!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18592454-115744947794779285?l=u-turn-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://u-turn-.blogspot.com/feeds/115744947794779285/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18592454&amp;postID=115744947794779285' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18592454/posts/default/115744947794779285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18592454/posts/default/115744947794779285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://u-turn-.blogspot.com/2006/09/so-damn-boring.html' title='So damn boring.'/><author><name>unforgettable</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16604925880561956311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18592454.post-115581527389189757</id><published>2006-08-17T04:46:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-17T04:47:53.943-07:00</updated><title type='text'>50th post!!</title><content type='html'>This is my &lt;strong&gt;50th&lt;/strong&gt;post!! i am going to change my blog skin! hahas. damn happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VaLx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18592454-115581527389189757?l=u-turn-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://u-turn-.blogspot.com/feeds/115581527389189757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18592454&amp;postID=115581527389189757' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18592454/posts/default/115581527389189757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18592454/posts/default/115581527389189757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://u-turn-.blogspot.com/2006/08/50th-post.html' title='50th post!!'/><author><name>unforgettable</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16604925880561956311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18592454.post-115573096413941001</id><published>2006-08-16T05:03:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-16T05:22:44.156-07:00</updated><title type='text'>16.08,06</title><content type='html'>Today is &lt;strong&gt;MY &lt;/strong&gt;birthday! Totally happy. Had to go school early for PSL meeting. :( But i got presents! hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yong Ling and Wan Ting bought a bag for me! hahas, Thanks man! Love yaz.:))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tricia, Joanne, Marissa, Samantha, elizaberth and elaine bout me a photo frame (got my NAME! sure expensive cause my name is LOOooong.), a soft toy rose (so romantic. hahas), ice lemon tee key chain (CUTEEE) and a pig glass cup ( hahas. don't know the reason to it.).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks you soooo much! Love yarz. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kelston and ian keep saying S.P.P!! So irritating. S.P.P stands for short people parade. Girls only! Only Tricia, Cindy and Stephanie not in! What are we girls that shortt??? hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VaLxx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18592454-115573096413941001?l=u-turn-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://u-turn-.blogspot.com/feeds/115573096413941001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18592454&amp;postID=115573096413941001' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18592454/posts/default/115573096413941001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18592454/posts/default/115573096413941001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://u-turn-.blogspot.com/2006/08/160806.html' title='16.08,06'/><author><name>unforgettable</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16604925880561956311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18592454.post-115573013119750837</id><published>2006-08-16T05:03:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-16T05:08:51.196-07:00</updated><title type='text'>14.08.06</title><content type='html'>14.08.06&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its wilson's Birthday!! hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy Birthday Wilson!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did not buy any present for him as we did not know what boys like? Sorry, i did not buy present for you. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At &lt;strong&gt;night&lt;/strong&gt;, my family and cousins went to seafood centre to celebrate my birthday! But we celebrated early. My brother bought SIMS2 nightlife for me! I love him.... hahas. We ate chilli crab, sambal kangkong, fried chicken wings, prawns, hot plate tou foo. I think that is all. hahas. Yum Yum. lucky we were all alone in the room cause finally, we went to blow my birthday candles! The cake was extremely delicious. hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Valx&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18592454-115573013119750837?l=u-turn-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://u-turn-.blogspot.com/feeds/115573013119750837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18592454&amp;postID=115573013119750837' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18592454/posts/default/115573013119750837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18592454/posts/default/115573013119750837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://u-turn-.blogspot.com/2006/08/140806.html' title='14.08.06'/><author><name>unforgettable</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16604925880561956311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18592454.post-115572981502695277</id><published>2006-08-16T04:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-16T05:03:35.036-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Guides. (15.08.06)</title><content type='html'>15.08.06&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guides was fun! Yong Ling was always getting BOO by Grace! hahas. then later we play this lame game which is we must act lar. I pretend to whisper to Yong ling then Yong Ling will go ohhhh... then i suddenly &lt;strong&gt;SHOUT&lt;/strong&gt; into her EAR! hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got our NYAA cards but Mrs Goh kept it back.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18592454-115572981502695277?l=u-turn-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://u-turn-.blogspot.com/feeds/115572981502695277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18592454&amp;postID=115572981502695277' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18592454/posts/default/115572981502695277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18592454/posts/default/115572981502695277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://u-turn-.blogspot.com/2006/08/guides-150806.html' title='Guides. (15.08.06)'/><author><name>unforgettable</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16604925880561956311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18592454.post-115510667433868161</id><published>2006-08-08T23:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-08T23:57:54.346-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy National Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Happy Brithday to YOU,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Happy Birthday to YOU,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Happy Birthday to SINGAPORE,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Happy Birthday to YOU.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;HAPPY 41st BIRTHDAY Singapore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18592454-115510667433868161?l=u-turn-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://u-turn-.blogspot.com/feeds/115510667433868161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18592454&amp;postID=115510667433868161' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18592454/posts/default/115510667433868161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18592454/posts/default/115510667433868161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://u-turn-.blogspot.com/2006/08/happy-national-day.html' title='Happy National Day'/><author><name>unforgettable</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16604925880561956311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18592454.post-115495075055380993</id><published>2006-08-07T03:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-07T04:39:10.613-07:00</updated><title type='text'>7.08.06</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Happy Birthday&lt;/span&gt; cousinz! Its going to be &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;National Day&lt;/span&gt;. Yippy! Got 2 days holiday. Tomorrow, we get to wear the red t-shirt designed by ourselves! Feel excited cause is we made it ourselves BUT joanne design. hahas. But wearing it with my school skirt is disgusting. &lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;YUCKS&lt;/span&gt;! hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;CCA commendation day&lt;/span&gt; tomorrow too! Actually i planned to go out and let my hair down. BUT it was destroyed by CCA commendation day. &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;What&lt;/span&gt; do we do there?? hmmm... got to wait and see then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, we had to do a survevy about the school. I think it is lame. Okay i did not want to insult it but i am just stating a fact. I know MOE wants to know how we feel of being in school and the school enviroment but there was 74 questions? It took us 1 hr(2 periods) to complete it. Arggg. Actually we could complete it early but it was always disrupted by the &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;BAD GATEWAY&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18592454-115495075055380993?l=u-turn-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://u-turn-.blogspot.com/feeds/115495075055380993/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18592454&amp;postID=115495075055380993' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18592454/posts/default/115495075055380993'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18592454/posts/default/115495075055380993'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://u-turn-.blogspot.com/2006/08/70806.html' title='7.08.06'/><author><name>unforgettable</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16604925880561956311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18592454.post-115451279594456011</id><published>2006-08-02T02:53:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-02T03:21:30.316-07:00</updated><title type='text'>everything and anything</title><content type='html'>Interclass!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our class lost terribly. Damn depressed but life has to go on and we have to let go. Now i am back to NORMAL! But for Soccer interclass, 2e5 won 3rd place! :) Better than nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After captnet interclass, Sam, WanTing and I went to support the guys though they didn't support us. :(  We scream at the top of our voice when they goal! I almost got sore throat. Later, Tricia and elaine came and support too! I think the guys in our class did not know that we need to play for third or fourth place, they started to pack up and prepare to go home. The t1 guy came and confront e5 guys. Then blar blar blar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sam and I went to ask Mr Tay to let them play and Sam requested for us to help keep the cones if they let them play. IN the end, we really had to keep the CONES! hahas. After that, Cindy, Tricia, Elaine, Sam and i went for dinner. Ate the Japanese food. YUM YUM!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GUIDES!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, there was guides. When we were marching, suddenly, Madeline senior ask me to fall out. My heart was in my mouth. Then i realise she wanted me to command. SO PAI SEH!  After that, we had lecture. SO good, we get to go to the AVA room and enjoy the blasting aircon. GOOD MAN! shiok. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When they was going to release us, They gave an announcement about the cookies. And Madeline senior said that i was in charge of secondary 2s order of cookies. Ahh... is she picking on me? She say i don't do anything. Sad sia. (SOB SOB) nvm lar. A task is given and it should be completed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*I gonna complete the task without any problem!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18592454-115451279594456011?l=u-turn-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://u-turn-.blogspot.com/feeds/115451279594456011/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18592454&amp;postID=115451279594456011' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18592454/posts/default/115451279594456011'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18592454/posts/default/115451279594456011'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://u-turn-.blogspot.com/2006/08/everything-and-anything.html' title='everything and anything'/><author><name>unforgettable</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16604925880561956311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18592454.post-115312822954209952</id><published>2006-07-17T02:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-17T02:23:49.553-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SICK!</title><content type='html'>There is NAFA today! I meant only 2.4 km. Luckily i passed! BUT i did not pass with flying colours. Sad man! I took 16.02 minutes to run 2.4 k.m. See how pathetic i am. Never mind i think as i am sick, i got no strength to run. Lame excuse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel sick NOW and actually i am really sick! hahas. I am going to see Mr Doctor. I hope he gives me a M.C. then i don't need to go for guides. Okay, actually i want to go but then i feel so tired and I just want to lie down and go to sleep till the next moring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My fever is 38.06! Sooo high! I am afraid of my head being burned. Waiting for my father to come and fetch me to see the doctor. I got cough and sore throat. This is terrible man! Please bless me GOD! I need blessing now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just hope i can go to school tomorrow so I won't have so many homework to do! :) Smart right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;* Please tag. Suffering from people who never tag!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18592454-115312822954209952?l=u-turn-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://u-turn-.blogspot.com/feeds/115312822954209952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18592454&amp;postID=115312822954209952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18592454/posts/default/115312822954209952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18592454/posts/default/115312822954209952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://u-turn-.blogspot.com/2006/07/sick.html' title='SICK!'/><author><name>unforgettable</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16604925880561956311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18592454.post-115252244005482877</id><published>2006-07-10T01:56:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-10T02:07:20.066-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Yippy!</title><content type='html'>Mission accomplished! :) OKay, not actually mission accomplished. Its actually, i got my best friend back! Even if she treat me as a friend, she will always be my BEST FRIEND!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHEERS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today lessons are almost the same but then only don't have literature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I tell you something! On Saturaday, i saw Quan Yi Feng. You know who? The one who act in Channel U. She was with her daughter. But she did not seem to be very happy to be looked at. SHe look very PUNK! hahas. Is it the correct word to be used? I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just over the moon. One can't be over the moon when nothing happen. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*I don't need to wait in silence anymore.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18592454-115252244005482877?l=u-turn-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://u-turn-.blogspot.com/feeds/115252244005482877/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18592454&amp;postID=115252244005482877' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18592454/posts/default/115252244005482877'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18592454/posts/default/115252244005482877'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://u-turn-.blogspot.com/2006/07/yippy.html' title='Yippy!'/><author><name>unforgettable</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16604925880561956311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18592454.post-115218957279859759</id><published>2006-07-06T05:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-07-06T05:39:32.810-07:00</updated><title type='text'>wattsupp today?</title><content type='html'>Okay, today was pathetic. Wei Da say Valentina LEE, elaine you very smart hor!! He is being scarastic! And everyone thought he was just telling the truth??? All of you misunderstood! Aiya never mind already. But SOr elaine you watchh outt!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OhLingPing sounds like Olympic rite? hahas. Today Yong Ling reacted to this. hahas. Her strap unhooked! I just hit her back with my book and it unhooked? Wow! Magic! hahas. You told me that it unhooked, i did not believe until i see through your transparent shirt! hahas. Not my fault hor! You started it too.. hahas. OKay OKay. Sorry. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, there was maths remidal. The training teacher took us as Ms Yeap got to take care of her own form class. We were very noisy! When it was goign to end, I needed to go to the toilet urgently. The teacher kept dragging and I had to wait, wait and wait! Ahh... Very Urgent ar! When the teacher let us of, I said excuse me to the guys infront and they pruposely block my way and I was what the. I had to go no matter what! They thought i wanted to go down the stairs and they said, " lets block the stairs!" I was laughing. I wanted to go toilet and not down stairs. hahas. They got it all wrong. hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i finally relieved my bladder, i went ahhh. When Tricia a.k.a Piggie, Joanne and me went down, we saw Samantha. She waved to us and we waved back. Then suddenly, she ran to me and jumped up and press on me. Aiya i don't know how to explain but something like that lar. She is making me shorter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;* Don't leave me without remembering me. :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18592454-115218957279859759?l=u-turn-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://u-turn-.blogspot.com/feeds/115218957279859759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18592454&amp;postID=115218957279859759' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18592454/posts/default/115218957279859759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18592454/posts/default/115218957279859759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://u-turn-.blogspot.com/2006/07/wattsupp-today.html' title='wattsupp today?'/><author><name>unforgettable</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16604925880561956311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18592454.post-115166449453775418</id><published>2006-06-30T03:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-30T03:48:14.546-07:00</updated><title type='text'>5th day of school.</title><content type='html'>We got home economic today. Mrs Choo is so boring and unhygenic. She made us sit on the dirty floor which she never clean. She don't let us sit on the stool. We cooked cup-noodle with vegetable, meat and fishcake. Looks okay and taste okay but i don't like it. When we were cooking, she scolded us for what we did. She scolded Jing a &lt;strong&gt;dumb ass.&lt;/strong&gt; She thinks she is perfect.She scolded Gab for touching his shoes when he didn't and she insist that he did. This is ridiculous. Can't believe she is my home economic teacher. Argg... Rescue me! She is so weird. She say we are allowed to take off our apron and fold it to keep. Instead when she saaw me folding it, she say why are you wasting the time i gave you to do your home work? I was like what the...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last day of school for the week and got guides? What is that for? Never mind. Actually it was not as bad as i thought. It was funny. hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She(G....) still doesn't talk to me. WHY? I did not talk to her either cause i can see from her actions that she doesn't like me as a friend anymore. I want to bow down to you and beg for forgiveness from YOU  but this is ridiculous. I didn't even do anything that make our friendship turn sour. I want to patch up with you. I feel so left out and lost without you. You really mean alot to ME. Please if you want me to say sorry I will even though i did not do anything to hurt to you. I just want to patch up. Please. I beg you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*Hope you read this message(G....) and then let us patch up. I want to feel safe and not left out.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18592454-115166449453775418?l=u-turn-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://u-turn-.blogspot.com/feeds/115166449453775418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18592454&amp;postID=115166449453775418' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18592454/posts/default/115166449453775418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18592454/posts/default/115166449453775418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://u-turn-.blogspot.com/2006/06/5th-day-of-school.html' title='5th day of school.'/><author><name>unforgettable</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16604925880561956311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18592454.post-115149184923289240</id><published>2006-06-28T03:43:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-28T03:50:49.233-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Why i alwas get to be the guy or the old one?</title><content type='html'>Tricia is&lt;br /&gt;-Nu Sun&lt;br /&gt;-Babe in the city&lt;br /&gt;-Juliet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am&lt;br /&gt;-Ah ma&lt;br /&gt;-Hunk&lt;br /&gt;-Romeo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do you understand? I am either the old one or the man. Tricia is the choibu why i am the guy. So weird. It makes us related. hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today got music lesson. It is so lame? We must sing!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*Singing to my one and only you.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18592454-115149184923289240?l=u-turn-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://u-turn-.blogspot.com/feeds/115149184923289240/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18592454&amp;postID=115149184923289240' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18592454/posts/default/115149184923289240'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18592454/posts/default/115149184923289240'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://u-turn-.blogspot.com/2006/06/why-i-alwas-get-to-be-guy-or-old-one.html' title='Why i alwas get to be the guy or the old one?'/><author><name>unforgettable</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16604925880561956311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18592454.post-115131707302123706</id><published>2006-06-26T03:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-26T03:17:53.030-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FIrst day of school but unlucky.</title><content type='html'>I got my new spectacles. Yesterday i went for my haircut. Now i have to use about 7 clips to make sure my hair is all clipped up. How troublesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was the first day of school. Everyone think everything would just be the same but they were not cautious enough. Many things happen today. Jess and Y.L. hp and mp3 got stolen!! Jesslin cry. I pity both of them. Hope both of you can find your things back. Lets bow our head and pray. hehes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During teachers' contact time, Mrs Lim started to change some of our seats and I was one of the "lucky" one to change. But lucky after consideration, Mrs Lim was kind enough to let me move to the seat beside me and Elisha was sitting beside me. Mrs Lim say if i talk to her, she would change my seat. Is that a threat? Okay, never mind. It is better than sitting with a boy. But under one condition. I have to teach Elisha maths. Thats not very hard. Simple enough for me to stay put in that seat. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After school, Sam and I went home together. Like the old times. I wanted to eat but Sam wanted to go home. Anything lor. So i went home with her. We took bus 21. It was very pasked. When we were walking home, we talked about SIMS 2 and SIMS 2 university. So much to talk about. When i reached home, i wanted to eat but my mother reminded me that i ate my lunch at home. I was like ahh.. ehhh.... ohhyar. hehehs. than i ate potatoe chips. SO nice. Yummy Yummy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;* Tiff porcupine is a very impt person to YAN. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18592454-115131707302123706?l=u-turn-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://u-turn-.blogspot.com/feeds/115131707302123706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18592454&amp;postID=115131707302123706' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18592454/posts/default/115131707302123706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18592454/posts/default/115131707302123706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://u-turn-.blogspot.com/2006/06/first-day-of-school-but-unlucky.html' title='FIrst day of school but unlucky.'/><author><name>unforgettable</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16604925880561956311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18592454.post-115097951654267671</id><published>2006-06-22T05:26:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-22T05:31:56.556-07:00</updated><title type='text'>BOWLING</title><content type='html'>Yesterday, i saw Jing 2 neoprint. One of themm was damn cute okay? Really i got to admit it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today i went to school just to pass up my personal recount! What a waste of time sia. Anyway, i went bowling after that. I went to Changi Beach club. I suck at bowling at first but after some warm up, i am all ready to bowl. hahas. But no strike lar. I played 5 games. Now my hands are aching. *massage massage massage. hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 5 plus, i went to TM to eat my dinner. When my mother went to buy TOTO, i think there is a ahkwai. Aiya i dunno how to spell but it means a man who is woman. I can hear from his/her voice. eekk.. SIngapore also got that type of ppl. haiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;* Waiting for prince charming was just made up. Yan really believe. hahas!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18592454-115097951654267671?l=u-turn-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://u-turn-.blogspot.com/feeds/115097951654267671/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18592454&amp;postID=115097951654267671' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18592454/posts/default/115097951654267671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18592454/posts/default/115097951654267671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://u-turn-.blogspot.com/2006/06/bowling_22.html' title='BOWLING'/><author><name>unforgettable</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16604925880561956311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18592454.post-115078518381949844</id><published>2006-06-19T23:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-19T23:33:32.810-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Bowling...</title><content type='html'>Oh yah! i get to go bowling again. But on Thursday! I am rushing out all my homework by TODAY. How could i complete it within a day? I am going to stress out again. Can someone come and unstress me? Just got to get the stress out but how? How? How? How?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get my prince charming here to rescue me. Or Get a destressing doctor to come to my rescue. Which one? Prince charming or doctor? Anyone will do it if he/she can destress me. Please come as soon as possible. Wait! Wait! Wait! Who is my prince charming? I don't want a evil monster to come! I want my prince charming but who? Do i need to be like sleeping beauty? Just sleep and wait for prince charming to come? OR Must i kiss the frog who will turn into my prince charming? Which one will it be? Or issit neither one? Okay i got to sleep now and wait for my prince charming BUT i must kiss all the frogs first then sleep. hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;* I am waiting for my prince charming to come to my rescue. :) Waiting paitiently.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18592454-115078518381949844?l=u-turn-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://u-turn-.blogspot.com/feeds/115078518381949844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18592454&amp;postID=115078518381949844' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18592454/posts/default/115078518381949844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18592454/posts/default/115078518381949844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://u-turn-.blogspot.com/2006/06/bowling.html' title='Bowling...'/><author><name>unforgettable</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16604925880561956311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18592454.post-115010793528926137</id><published>2006-06-12T03:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-12T03:25:35.290-07:00</updated><title type='text'>shop shop shop.</title><content type='html'>Talking to Yan makes my heart beat faster and faster. hahas. just don't know why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL. just kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE HER! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She my ... my.. my.. (whats that word?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesh Yesh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She is the spirit for me to continue to live? hahas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever. She is  LIKE my blood sister. (dunno she approve not?) hahas. SHe just miss PORCUPINE and not ME. (crys softly)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to go SHOPPING. with anyone anywhere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;*I am still waiting for the answer.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18592454-115010793528926137?l=u-turn-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://u-turn-.blogspot.com/feeds/115010793528926137/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18592454&amp;postID=115010793528926137' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18592454/posts/default/115010793528926137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18592454/posts/default/115010793528926137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://u-turn-.blogspot.com/2006/06/shop-shop-shop.html' title='shop shop shop.'/><author><name>unforgettable</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16604925880561956311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18592454.post-115010209180966822</id><published>2006-06-12T01:28:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-12T01:48:11.820-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Projects. Projects. Projects.</title><content type='html'>I'm doing my Geography porject at the moment. Talking to people online to. I just don't dare to pluck up my courage to talk to HER. Now i am feeling bad even though i had said sorry. I never do anything wrong. I never CHEAT lorx. hahas. OKay whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i don't know whether our friendship is over? Can someone tell me the answer to it? Tell me now? Right now? Can? I am desperate for it.. Really desperate for it. Please tell me now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don give a damn but Tell me the answer now? If you read it, please tell me the answer. On my tag board also can. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope to see the answer soon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;* I will be waiting for you to tell me the answer which will ease the pain in my heart. Our friendship is very important to me. Please just forgive me if you think i am the one but I am NOT the one.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I WILL BE WAITING FOR YOU...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18592454-115010209180966822?l=u-turn-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://u-turn-.blogspot.com/feeds/115010209180966822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18592454&amp;postID=115010209180966822' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18592454/posts/default/115010209180966822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18592454/posts/default/115010209180966822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://u-turn-.blogspot.com/2006/06/projects-projects-projects.html' title='Projects. Projects. Projects.'/><author><name>unforgettable</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16604925880561956311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18592454.post-115000933753549268</id><published>2006-06-11T00:01:00.002-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-11T00:02:17.546-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Whatever</title><content type='html'>Life is difficult.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Full of different people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing ever sastify you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna kill them all. hahas&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18592454-115000933753549268?l=u-turn-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://u-turn-.blogspot.com/feeds/115000933753549268/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18592454&amp;postID=115000933753549268' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18592454/posts/default/115000933753549268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18592454/posts/default/115000933753549268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://u-turn-.blogspot.com/2006/06/whatever_115000933753549268.html' title='Whatever'/><author><name>unforgettable</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16604925880561956311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18592454.post-115000933414841496</id><published>2006-06-11T00:01:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-11T00:02:14.160-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Whatever</title><content type='html'>Life is difficult.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Full of different people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing ever sastify you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna kill them all. hahas&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18592454-115000933414841496?l=u-turn-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://u-turn-.blogspot.com/feeds/115000933414841496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18592454&amp;postID=115000933414841496' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18592454/posts/default/115000933414841496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18592454/posts/default/115000933414841496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://u-turn-.blogspot.com/2006/06/whatever_11.html' title='Whatever'/><author><name>unforgettable</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16604925880561956311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18592454.post-115000931998190642</id><published>2006-06-11T00:01:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-11T00:01:59.993-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Whatever</title><content type='html'>Life is difficult.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Full of different people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing ever sastify you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna kill them all. hahas&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18592454-115000931998190642?l=u-turn-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://u-turn-.blogspot.com/feeds/115000931998190642/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18592454&amp;postID=115000931998190642' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18592454/posts/default/115000931998190642'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18592454/posts/default/115000931998190642'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://u-turn-.blogspot.com/2006/06/whatever_115000931998190642.html' title='Whatever'/><author><name>unforgettable</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16604925880561956311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18592454.post-114990839001662765</id><published>2006-06-09T19:58:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-06-09T19:59:50.020-07:00</updated><title type='text'>SORRY GRACE IF I CHEAT YOU.</title><content type='html'>To: G.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you think i CHEAT you? then...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SORRY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SORRY FOR CHEATING YOU. 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SORRY FOR CHEATING YOU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SORRY.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/18592454-114990839001662765?l=u-turn-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://u-turn-.blogspot.com/feeds/114990839001662765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=18592454&amp;postID=114990839001662765' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18592454/posts/default/114990839001662765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/18592454/posts/default/114990839001662765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://u-turn-.blogspot.com/2006/06/sorry-grace-if-i-cheat-you.html' title='SORRY GRACE IF I CHEAT YOU.'/><author><name>unforgettable</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/16604925880561956311</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
