<?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-6385242</id><updated>2011-04-22T03:47:13.737+08:00</updated><title type='text'>your footsteps in my life are meant to be remembered.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://mistyjanuary.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6385242/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mistyjanuary.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>orange</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04803310994906731898</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>16</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6385242.post-116317681408810944</id><published>2006-11-11T00:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T00:40:14.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'>jac</title><content type='html'>Man, dear girl this seems to be our deaperate way of communication, dropping messages for each other when we can't talk as often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I MISS YOU A LOT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:( Ahhhhhh, became more emotional nowadays because I realised that it's near a year withoout you around. I don't know which one jerks my tears more -- the fact that I actually survived or the fact that you haven't been around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I know is that I've been keeping myself real busy so that I don't have that much chance to think and then I won't be that depressed all year round. New close friends made along the way also helped a lot and I do hope that you have people over on your side to accompany you and keep you up when you are down. Haha what am I talking? I bet you do.:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things are so difficult, you know. Argh I know I keep on mourning. And in many ways I think I have traits that I don't like to see in others. So in the end, I only end up hating myself. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aiya I also don't know what I'm rambling about but please please please do come back during this holidays. I might not be able to take it any longer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And if you were here, you can bet with our lives that you will definitely be a very big part of my life.:):):):):)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhhh I'm depressed. Dejected. Downcasted. Doomed.:(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6385242-116317681408810944?l=mistyjanuary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6385242/posts/default/116317681408810944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6385242/posts/default/116317681408810944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mistyjanuary.blogspot.com/2006_11_01_archive.html#116317681408810944' title='jac'/><author><name>orange</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04803310994906731898</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6385242.post-115660045385812020</id><published>2006-08-26T21:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-26T21:56:57.883+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mq</title><content type='html'>which of &lt;strong&gt;your&lt;/strong&gt; lives would i have been a part of if i hadn't left? and what would i have missed here?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my thoughts are running wild again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;too many things i cant lose. but if i never have had that something, i wouldn't have to lose it.. right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nvm..too late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. incoherent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;come back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6385242-115660045385812020?l=mistyjanuary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6385242/posts/default/115660045385812020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6385242/posts/default/115660045385812020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mistyjanuary.blogspot.com/2006_08_01_archive.html#115660045385812020' title='mq'/><author><name>orange</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04803310994906731898</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6385242.post-113886509222099296</id><published>2006-02-02T14:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-02T15:24:52.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'>-mq</title><content type='html'>goodness. if not for the fact that im no longer in singapore, i dun think this blog will ever come alive again.haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't know where to start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cant believe im missing out on so much stuff. it's not that im having a bad time here, but i really, really miss life with you guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im actually anticipating the day the results will be released. like u guessed, not exactly because of the results. i dun think there will ever be a chance where most of the nanyang girls from our batch will gather together again. nor will there be a chance for me to step into nanyang again.my english is becoming.sai.oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no more running in and out of classes to deliver valentine's day presents:(.and i'll be missing your performance!! oh man. i have no idea what u're dancing. what the music sounds like. what costume u're wearing. nvm. u can tell me when im back in singapore for the few days:)i noe it wun be enough though. i have so so so much to tell u. and i bet u have that that that much to tell me. cannot fight, we take turns, ok?haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh. im going mad. how is it that one can feel happy and sad at the same time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6385242-113886509222099296?l=mistyjanuary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6385242/posts/default/113886509222099296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6385242/posts/default/113886509222099296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mistyjanuary.blogspot.com/2006_02_01_archive.html#113886509222099296' title='-mq'/><author><name>orange</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04803310994906731898</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6385242.post-112619374679986894</id><published>2005-09-08T23:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-08T23:35:46.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'>- jac</title><content type='html'>Hi peeps! We'll TRY to revive this real soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wells I guess everyone's in the midst of mugging now (if you don't know that, you ought to go to pluto) and being all stressed up, so I just want everyone to know that it's okay to slack once in a while. And it's always good to catch up with friends during your rest time. C:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't want to leave secondary school knowing that you've only got marks and grades to be proud of.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;meRRy mUgGiN and rock on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6385242-112619374679986894?l=mistyjanuary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6385242/posts/default/112619374679986894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6385242/posts/default/112619374679986894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mistyjanuary.blogspot.com/2005_09_01_archive.html#112619374679986894' title='- jac'/><author><name>orange</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04803310994906731898</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6385242.post-107994952293492138</id><published>2004-03-22T17:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-22T18:02:30.500+08:00</updated><title type='text'>-jac</title><content type='html'>woohoo mq...real long entry...tho it came a little late..but nvm..will still gif ya a pat on the back..C: seriously duno wad to blog bout..haha~bet everyone miss obs..&lt;strong&gt;i miss aunty sharon&lt;/strong&gt;...haiz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bac in sch..stress..duno got bac how mani thousand tests..and all chao bad..duno how on earth to explain to me parents..faints..lessons are goin on again..drilling of info into me tiny head..soon it'll be test period again..faints even more..juz carn wait for &lt;strong&gt;ny one dae hol&lt;/strong&gt; to cum..hope it's next week or sumtin..C:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6385242-107994952293492138?l=mistyjanuary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6385242/posts/default/107994952293492138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6385242/posts/default/107994952293492138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mistyjanuary.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107994952293492138' title='-jac'/><author><name>orange</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04803310994906731898</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6385242.post-107940539149406537</id><published>2004-03-16T22:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-03-16T22:09:56.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'>obs</title><content type='html'>hey!!! haha wad date is todae liao har. the last time i blogged was lyk...about one month ago??:x now go everyone's blog will definitely see the 'day1, day2. day3..' and all the stories about obs...haha...yea so here's my version..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 1&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jac's dad lompanged me to sch:)...after we reached i went inside the LT wif jac cuz alot of my fren's classes were supposed to assemble in the LT...and 3/11 was supposed to assemble outside audi...at tt time nobody had any idea about groupings so i was still like thinking it's alright cuz my frens and i still can meet after we reached ubin...haiz. ok so aniwae..half of 3/11 boarded one bus then the other half boarded another:(..den reached the jetti..den took a boat to ubin..after that we were divided according to our surnames...the pple hu were already grped were like saeing everyone there is resi..i din rilli blif..ok actually i din want to blif it cuz i rilli wanted to go mobile...like i was totally unprepared to get into resi..haha. ok den i found out tt im in boseng..i tot tt was like a really really boring name cuz it reminds me of japanese occupation and WWII.-_-|l|nvm...but i was v happy to find that i was in the same grp as huiqi and angie:Dyayy..den huiqi and i were lyk complaining and complaining and complaining..ahaha. infact almost everyone in 3/11 was complaining and super pissed. so we took a pissed foto. den we decided not to be so bad and took another smiley foto..hahaha. den mario briefed us..and told us we were all resi...he said sumthing like...these 5 dayz we will definitely get wet and tired..but feeling miserable was a option.. at tt point of time i doubted i will get very wet or tired since im in resi..and i was feeling quite miserable.den we we were introduced to our instructors..boseng's was selamat:D..yea and we went to our dorms later..played a game and had to stay in this awkward position for like so long..after that we went for lunch..den changed into wet attire and went kayaking!!! and it had to rain._. but kayaking in the rain oso quite fun lar..juz tt sumtimes you carn see properly..oh and huiqi and i did the capsizing thing den we were lyk 'one two three' and went under den while coming up to the surface we both knocked our heads and found our paddles bobbing away...haha den we had to chase after them.i din noe we had to hold on to it0.o....haha ok and we had to kayak out and hold on to this buoy thing which wouldn't stay still and everyone had to chase after it. and in the process pple's paddle kept konging my head!!!! the next day i got a big baluku. haha ok aniwae...we were supposed to go on a mini expedition..but it was cancelled cuz the rain got heavier..so everyone kayaked back..haha ya then the shore there got a slopey thing rite..other than tt it's all rocks and barnacles..so when kayaking back we haf to aim properly if not we will end up at the rocks there..which june (she in my buddy watch:)) and her partner did...so i told them to go backwards, turn left, den turn in...and they took such a BIG turn...tt after they finished turning they found themselves on the other side of the slope which was oso rocky. ok i was laughing so hard i couldnt help. so much for kayaking..did we do anything else?..oh. we had dinner and had this talk and met with our instructor again den went to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 2&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up to find everyone still asleep so i went back to slp...den woke up about 15 minutes later..and everyone was still asleep..den i looked at the watch that alexandra lent me..which was supposed to beep at 5am..and it was 5.10 already._. so i decided to wake everyone up. WHICH WAS HARD. almost everyone i tried to wake would sit up and nod their heads at me then go back to slp..angie even scarier..she toked to me and told me to pretend i din wake her up den later when she REALLY woke up she din remember talking to me._.ok so yar we managed to reach mph at 5.55 and did pt..den had breakfast..den changed into climbing attire..and spent quite a long time learning how to belay. DEN i saw the mobile pple!! i was kind of excited and gekked..yar so atee was waving shouted 'mobile so fun!!'and was like smiling and smiling..den after we learnt how to belay we went to the mph to climb the shakey wall and the long poley thing..and i walked pass atee again and she was still smiling and smiling den she suddenly asked 'are u manqing' 0.0haha no comments...yea..so i climbed the poley thing wif huiqi..and i saw her legs shaking like mad!! guess mine were shaking too juz that i carn see them.and we were liked clipped together so she carn go to far up and i cant lag behind.. and we got stuck at one part for quite a long time..we had to put our legs in this wire thingy which was like so small??..and my sports shoe is like too big for it. so after much struggling i managed to get the front part of my shoe in, but actually inside the shoe onli my small toe is in the wire. like my small toe is strong enough to support my whole body lorh!..haha ok aniwae i managed to get past that stage..i oso duno how..den both of us reached the top together..yay. den did the shaky rock wall which was also fun..den we had dinner...ok we had lunch sumwhere in btwn larh forgot to sae. den met with instructor again and went back to our dorm to find a gigantic insect that canot be identified and a slug. both were in our room. as in our section of the dorm. to think tt the insect came from jodie's back. everyone was screaming like siao and jumping around like lunatics lor!! huiqi even JUMPED onto the top bunk..suddenly it's like everywhere oso got gigantic insect cuz everywhere in the dorm pple oso jumping around..which makes it hard to locate where the insect rilli is.hahahaha..ok i sumhow managed to get rid of the slug by sliding a piece of paper under it and flinging it into the longkang.im glad slugs cant fly.den we went to look for our instructor. he tinks tt we are ridiculous.ya den came back feeling very helpless cuz it's like under huiqi's bed. fortunately limyuan frm kurt captured it wif a plastic bag and threw it into the dustbin outside..yayy..finally everyone can sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 3&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up a bit late but still went for pt on time..and saw jac and liuqian and alot more pple!!aniwae day3 was like super slack. the onli impression i haf of this dae is that we kept eating. after pt we had breakfast..den we changed into our wet attire and built rafts...we were given about 1hr 15 mins..izit..haha sounds very long but actually is v short. we spent forever discussing wad design we want..in e end decided on the most basic one.yea but tink we quite fast motioned cuz we managed to finish building raft..while other grps still had a bit more to go..so after passing the kick test and shake test we rafted out to sea..all 15 of us. haha i was clinging on for my dear life and denise and ziyu had to pull me back up ocassionally..but we just rafted a short distance and went back..while getting of the raft i realised my ankle was stuck in the hole all the while so one of my legs was like on the ground while the other is on the raft and i carn move it and the raft is bobbing madly. i tot my ankle was gona break but denise helped me get it out:) yea den we went for lunch..i tink the lunch on day3 was the super nice one rite?..ok i shall describe it. our rice was chicken rice..den we got one fish, one chicken, one vege and one toupok..and soup and super nice fruit punch and fruit. like buffet rite. siao one. ok den we were supposed to change into climbing attire..but it rained again. so our instructor told us just to meet him with our water bottles. (which means we were actually supposed to do outdoor climbing!!!rah.) and we ended up playing a game called raft escape...actually it's quite fun..cuz u haf to be super alert and balanced. sumtimes u practically haf to hug sumbody juz to save space..yea. soo...we managed to travel about 10metres in 1hr 30 minutes. or izit more...well aniwae. after that we had dinner. ya i tot we juz ate. oooh!! during dinner got the news that another batch of mobilers arrived..so went down to meet them with angie and saw peixuan..den denise and meiqi came later..we really din feel like going back..but we had to meet our instructors so no choice..den on the way back saw another mobile grp appearing out of the forest..spotted siewfang and jacklyn and was very happy...and angie saw vivien..yea but no time to talk much. cuz by the time we reached where we were supposed to meet our instructors were were super late. good thing selamat din get angry..yea.we went for a briefing on wad to pack for our expedition..den...we had supper....now u noe why day3 was eating day. during supper went to look for the mobile pple again..namely sf..den tried to look for cxy but carn find her..spent quite a long time packing..haha when angie first carried her backpack she fell backwards...later selamat came to check on our packing..den slept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 4&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up as late as day3 but cuz we had to take off all the bedsheets and pillow sheets we obviously couldn't make it on time..about 20mins late..and selamat was very disappointed in us..bad start. had out last pt...den saw cxy on my way to the canteen..was very happy to see her too!!:)yea had breakfast and assembled with kurt..i forgot wad game we played. was it poison ball, the chicken one or the shoe one. haha.so we set off a bit later than kurt..we were on a race..ya the 4 watches..while walking pass the resevoir we saw them infront..den we were like 'hi'...and dey said 'hi'... den 'bye'..and walked faster..haha. everything went quite smoothly until...we came to this small quarry.. we saw kurt walking another route but we decided to do our own navigation instead of following them..soo...we took the small small route, cuz on the map there was this short cut..and a dead end..and the shortcut was much shorter than the route that kurt took. and we thought the path that we were walking on was the shortcut. we ended up on the beach and most pple suggested that we turn back..i sort of insisted that it was the correct route so..we continued walking..crossed a super muddy swamp..and climbed a steep slope..until we can no longer make out anymore human paths. (they were getting fainter all the while) so we decided to use our lifeline and selamat told us that where we stopped just now was actually the dead end, yet we continued walking..so now were are in the middle of the forest with no roads anywhere near us. but if we walked the right direction, we would still get to our checkpoint travelling a shorter dist..but alot tougher..and there was this big swamp on the map, with a very thin stretch of land beside it...but our instructor thought the risk was too big..cuz in case this land does not exist we will haf to cross the swamp. soo...he lead us through the forest..and we had to climb another slope. with a thousand big red spider looking ants which think that we are there to attack them. like hello.we go all the way there to attack u. so they crawled all over us and their bites are so damn painful everyone was slapping and yelling away.they even climb into you hair and bite your head. in order to kill them u haf to slap your own head._.raaaaaah.aniwae we managed to get to the top and it started raining.and i was HAPPY.i guess alot of pple were cuz we were all muddy and sticky and red ants-laden. sumone even said we haf to make use of the rain to wash all the dead ants out of our hair.eee.yea and eventually..we got out of the forest..and found ourselves back where we were about an hour plus ago..the small quarry._. and we took the route that kurt took.______.yea so we walked walked walked.. had lunch in our soaked shirts and pants..den we saw munshi and marshall arriving. and everyone was like 'eehh!!!' cuz we thought we last already. so we perked up a bit and continued walking...DEN we saw kurt resting in another sheltered area. suddenly everyone was MOTIVATED. and walked faster and managed to get to all our checkpoints first..den walked back to our campsite..our whole expedition took about 8 hours..den we started pitching our bashar..our bashar rox!! thx to everyone...especially huiqi..yea and everyone was so super cold even selamat was shaking..but alot of pple still went for the quarry dip after the bashar was done..angie denise and i decided to stay..cuz i noe i surely carn tahan after i get up frm the quarry since my poncho was used to build the bashar so the three of us went to change and waited for them to come back. after they came back they went to change while some of us cooked...den we ate..haiz dun feel like continueing. huiqi started feeling cold, so she sat down while two of my other watchmates tried to warm her up..yea den we were supposed to pack and i was holding my camera i duno y. so i went to the 3 of them hu were sitting down and hurriedly asked them to help me guard it for a while and went to pack..later we laid the groundsheet for huiqi to sleep den everyone continued packing, and ponchos were lyk everywhere on the floor. after quite a long time i remembered my camera and started hunting for it under all the ponchos.i was like asking hu saw the camera but apparently nobody did cuz it was so dark. den suddenly i heard huiqi, who was asleep already, calling me and she handed me my camera!!!she was holding it all the while, and i was like so super touched cuz all the while the situation was pretty hun4 luan4 with so many things to be done and i never thought anyone wld still remember sumthing so trivial like the camera..it probably doesn't sound touching now but..aiyarrr. i duno how to sae. ok continue. after almost all the packings were done, i heard pple in the bashar screaming and sumthing like 'she's hyper-ventilating!!'.i din noe wadz tt. aniwae i looked and saw huiqi gasping for air and i was like 'OMG!!!!' so i started running around shouting for selamat but he's gone so i found kelvin, hu was hanging sumthing up..in his sarong.he was like 'wad? wad?' den i said 'my fren is hyver...hyp.hyp..hyperventilating!!!!'._.den he ran over den everything was a blur for me i duno wad happened.i onli noe i was feeling sooooo guilty cuz i should haf forced huiqi to wear a poncho and donated mine to her instead of the bashar. and she did so much for everyone of us...to think that i saw her shivering earlier that dae..and all i did was to tell her to wear a poncho, den when she said nvm i juz left that as that!! i carn help it but when i saw her condition i jus start seeing her slogging away for boseng earlier..pitching in the rain..then ending up like that i rilli rilli carn help it and cried. haiz but fortunately she calmed down very kuikly..with everyone trying to warm her up..den weiwen and liulu came over for a while...later everyone settled down and went to slp. i couldn't slp for a long long time. dun tink it's cuz of the cold..maebe guilt?? yea so heard the singing which was freaky..it's like no melody yet so high pitched. can u imagine like sumone is singing in malaysia and you can hear it all the way in singapore0.o. how loud is that. changed alot of positions that nite and alot of pple were walking around..guess most pple din slp well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Day 5&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up and packed..huiqi was alot better so she could walk back with us..everyone was pretty tired and though our backpacks were lighter than the day before's and the dist we travelled were definitely shorter...we still felt very exhausted. you should see the way we rest. once we haf to stop and wait for sumbody, pple would bend down 90 degrees. you wld tink that they are looking at sum insect on the ground but actually they are trying to spread out the weight of their backpacks...haha well reached our dorms about an hour later and had alot of washing up to do....15 ponchos, 15 lifevests, 15 backpacks, 5 groundsheets, 2 tarps, duno how many water bottles....and ourselves. had our last meal in the canteen..which turned out to be hilarious. it was just some lame stuff and it wun sound farnie here so i shall not sae it...but sumhow it was so comical at tt time and tiffany was laughing so hard tears were literally rolling down her cheeks.and i was er...like usual. den majun looked at me with a little bit of horror and asked seriously,'manqing, are you sure you are alright?' i realli think she thinks i went mad. haha after that we went to buy souvenirs....which angie, denise and i took a long time in..we were half an hour late to meet our instructor!!:x and it was our last meeting...haiz...yea we shared our thoughts about the 5 days..and things got abit emotional..after that we went into the mph and mario gave a short farewell talk and we went to the jetti to wait for our boats..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it seems like so much yet so little things happened. i was quite convinced that i wld haf nth to blog about my obs experience since resi was quite boring..but sumhow thinking back on the moments when boseng shared meals, as boring as it seemed at that time, i still miss it. yea though we weren't realli pushed to our limits,it's still a memorable experience (but i wld still like to try mobile and sea ex, though:D)guess the thing that i really learnt this time was to accept the fact that we need not always get what we want..and even when given sumthing against our wishes we still haf to put up and go with it..yea and i found true frens:)..thx all bosengers..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6385242-107940539149406537?l=mistyjanuary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6385242/posts/default/107940539149406537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6385242/posts/default/107940539149406537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mistyjanuary.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107940539149406537' title='obs'/><author><name>orange</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04803310994906731898</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6385242.post-107729152364552286</id><published>2004-02-20T23:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-20T23:44:10.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dance nite</title><content type='html'>yes mq..u r rite..our blog iz dead and half-buried..haha~man,so tired..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;everyone's gettin real busy...sorrie canot pei u lor..but dance nite cumin mah..den needa go practise...so hafta sacrifice recess time lor..haiz..i tink it'll make me thinner..so hungry u noe?haha~the dance studio iz not onli bombarded by ppl frm &lt;strong&gt;danceworks,dance &lt;/strong&gt;and even &lt;strong&gt;fivers03&lt;/strong&gt;..haha~ meisi,a.tan,cxy and ppl are alwaez there if i can rmb...since when did they haf such a keen interest in dance?C:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u nv tok bout angie,peixuan u and me goin to kap!!!haha~like everyone was laffin..and vibratin..den esp mq and peixuan..seem to find laughter in each other's laughter...and more more laughter..hahaha~den after mq left, i was telling dem stories..i told dem the six fingers and lucy story..i guess they reallie freaked out..and screamed real loud..and the entire kap turned and looked at us..they muz tink tat we're mad..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;dance nite &lt;/strong&gt;will be on &lt;strong&gt;4th and 5th june&lt;/strong&gt;..there'll be &lt;strong&gt;3 shows &lt;/strong&gt;in all(so tiring)...yep..there'll be &lt;strong&gt;14 dances &lt;/strong&gt;in all if i am not wrong,wif &lt;strong&gt;1 by MD &lt;/strong&gt;and &lt;strong&gt;another by R.GYM&lt;/strong&gt;..yes,we still not v sure wad dance will be in,but confirm got the 4 SYF dances -- &lt;strong&gt;hu die, hua ji, chun dao he pan, chun jiang hua yue ye&lt;/strong&gt;..den there's &lt;strong&gt;chun de lue dong&lt;/strong&gt;,a &lt;strong&gt;shuang ren wu&lt;/strong&gt; by &lt;strong&gt;xu rou &lt;/strong&gt;and a &lt;strong&gt;pro guy&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;strong&gt;ya zhou shen yun&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;strong&gt;na jiu shi wo&lt;/strong&gt; and duno wad..haven reallie confirm yet..yep..but it's gona be real big..so all the ppl tat wana be involved in a &lt;strong&gt;real big gig&lt;/strong&gt;,diz iz it..like the laz time we had it was in 1997 or sumtin..imagine how big diz iz lor..no one can miss it!!! &lt;strong&gt;C:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-jac&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6385242-107729152364552286?l=mistyjanuary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6385242/posts/default/107729152364552286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6385242/posts/default/107729152364552286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mistyjanuary.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107729152364552286' title='dance nite'/><author><name>orange</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04803310994906731898</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6385242.post-107719253762614859</id><published>2004-02-19T20:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-19T20:11:38.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mq</title><content type='html'>okay.this blog is officially dead. i shall attempt to revive it...yar haven been coming online often..oso duno y like alot of things to do. sianz. nowadaez everyone like so busy.very very busy.even during recess...everytime wan to go out sure got pple got sumthing on one..ok let's hope that this busy period will pass soon. like, it's onli term 1??..nevermind..nobody said sec3 life would be slack. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yar had this PE assessment thingy todae..had to sprint and hurdle..it went quite ok lar...better than i expected?..den it's lyk. quite some time after my pe lesson then i start to feel breathless._. slow.....haha.ooooh...and todae is shiru's 16th bdae..yesterdae ailene bought her a bdae cake and we all ate it in the gym...BEFORE trng. sooo....nobody could do any jumps or ti tui after tt. which means trng was slack. aiyar laoshi not here so..tt's y. but we will bear it in mind tt we should never eat juz b4 trng..esp chocolate cake. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;todae went for my piano lesson...haiz. i can like dun touch the piano for one whole week den go for lesson?..den i go there and sight read. and practise. so i pay my teacher to practise on Her piano._.(my house piano for wad one har??)AND it's not lyk my sight-reading got improve. if got i wun mind lorh..i still failed my sight reading in my exam..rah. sumtimes i tink of giving it up..but i carn remember any point in my life when i din haf anything to do wif piano. so...yar i guess it's like my life already. the worst thing is i neither love it or hate it. so tt means it will stay there neither touched nor gotten rid of. and to think tt..when i was in pri sch i so enthu about it one lorh. wake up in the morning, first thing i do, open the piano and play._. contrast contrast. and sumore cuz i play so seldom now i carn even play a complete piece nicely? everytime i go lesson learn a song, go back home practise the song. next time go, not good. den go home re practise, nxt time go...same as last time. go home repractise. next time go again,my teacher give up and skip the song...and every song is lidat. so u can imagine. failureee.....arrrgh. aiyar..but i definitely wun give it up now..yea.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and todae had pw in dance studio...so cool...as in literally oso. haha. then everybody lying around. and later jac started to teach us latin. which requires us to twist our hip. hahahahaha.i carn do it nvm. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next week got 3 tests!!...so..i guess this blog will be dead for another 1 week again..aaahahah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6385242-107719253762614859?l=mistyjanuary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6385242/posts/default/107719253762614859'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6385242/posts/default/107719253762614859'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mistyjanuary.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107719253762614859' title='mq'/><author><name>orange</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04803310994906731898</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6385242.post-107666470992368233</id><published>2004-02-13T17:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-13T17:58:43.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'>valentine's eve</title><content type='html'>harlow ppl...changed the song on me blog..hehe...tink i'll be foreva changin..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;newae,todae's valentine's eve!!!and altho i'm still broodin over the fact tat i'm still stuck at home,i wana tell ya all to &lt;strong&gt;enjoy urselves&lt;/strong&gt; and &lt;strong&gt;let love take over the world for this magical moment&lt;/strong&gt;..C:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;celebrate tat love exist in diz world,coz if there's no love,life wld be colourless,meaningless and of coz "loveless"..life wld probably be a pain living along the principles of hate..&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-jac&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6385242-107666470992368233?l=mistyjanuary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6385242/posts/default/107666470992368233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6385242/posts/default/107666470992368233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mistyjanuary.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107666470992368233' title='valentine&apos;s eve'/><author><name>orange</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04803310994906731898</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6385242.post-107647569763847324</id><published>2004-02-11T12:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-11T13:33:01.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'>there's gotta be more to life..</title><content type='html'>Yeah yeah...oh...oh....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got it all, but I feel so &lt;strong&gt;deprived&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I go up, I come down, and I'm &lt;strong&gt;emptier&lt;/strong&gt; inside.&lt;br /&gt;Tell me what is this thing that I feel like I'm &lt;strong&gt;missing&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and why can't I &lt;strong&gt;let it go&lt;/strong&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;There's gotta be more to life&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;than &lt;strong&gt;chasing&lt;/strong&gt; down every &lt;strong&gt;temporary high&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to &lt;strong&gt;satisfy&lt;/strong&gt; me.&lt;br /&gt;Cuz the more that I'm&lt;br /&gt;trippin' up thinking there must be more to life.&lt;br /&gt;Well it's life, but I'm sure.&lt;br /&gt;There's gotta be more...&lt;br /&gt;than &lt;strong&gt;wanting&lt;/strong&gt; more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got the &lt;strong&gt;time&lt;/strong&gt; and I'm &lt;strong&gt;wasting&lt;/strong&gt; it slowly&lt;br /&gt;Here in this moment, I'm halfway out the door.&lt;br /&gt;On to the next thing, I'm &lt;strong&gt;searching&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for something that's &lt;strong&gt;missing&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;There's gotta be more to life&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;than &lt;strong&gt;chasing&lt;/strong&gt; down every &lt;strong&gt;temporary high&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to &lt;strong&gt;satisfy&lt;/strong&gt; me.&lt;br /&gt;Cuz the more that I'm&lt;br /&gt;trippin' up thinking there must be more to life.&lt;br /&gt;Well it's life, but I'm sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's gotta be more...&lt;br /&gt;I'm &lt;strong&gt;wanting&lt;/strong&gt; more.&lt;br /&gt;I'm always &lt;strong&gt;waiting&lt;/strong&gt; on something other than this.&lt;br /&gt;Why am I feelin' like there's something I &lt;strong&gt;missed&lt;/strong&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;There's gotta be more to life&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;than &lt;strong&gt;chasing&lt;/strong&gt; down every &lt;strong&gt;temporary high&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to &lt;strong&gt;satisfy&lt;/strong&gt; me.&lt;br /&gt;Cuz the more that I'm&lt;br /&gt;trippin' up thinking there must be more to life.&lt;br /&gt;Well it's life, but I'm sure.&lt;br /&gt;There's gotta be more...&lt;br /&gt;than &lt;strong&gt;wanting&lt;/strong&gt; more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chorus:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;There's gotta be more to life&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;than &lt;strong&gt;chasing&lt;/strong&gt; down every &lt;strong&gt;temporary high&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to &lt;strong&gt;satisfy&lt;/strong&gt; me.&lt;br /&gt;Cuz the more that I'm&lt;br /&gt;trippin' up thinking there must be more to life.&lt;br /&gt;Well it's life, but I'm sure...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(There's gotta be more) More...ooh yeah..&lt;br /&gt;(More) More to&lt;br /&gt;(To) More to&lt;br /&gt;(Life) More to life...(yeah)&lt;br /&gt;(There' s got be more to life) More to&lt;br /&gt;More to life...&lt;br /&gt;(More) More to&lt;br /&gt;(To) More to&lt;br /&gt;(Life...yeah) There's gotta be more...&lt;br /&gt;(There's gotta be more to life)Oooh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;More to life...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;diz song rox!!&lt;strong&gt;There's Gotta Be(More To Life) by Staccie Orrico&lt;/strong&gt;..C: put it on me blog liao..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;altho there's such thing as zhi zu chang le..but i tink every once in a while everyone wld feel fed up wif life and there's sumtin lackin in our lives..like diz song totallie blast it all out..i guess it's human nature to be dissatisfied wif wad we haf sumtimez..and sumtimez,diz makes us look for beta things and improve on ourselves..C: but of coz canot over lar..C:&lt;br /&gt;-jac&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6385242-107647569763847324?l=mistyjanuary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6385242/posts/default/107647569763847324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6385242/posts/default/107647569763847324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mistyjanuary.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107647569763847324' title='there&apos;s gotta be more to life..'/><author><name>orange</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04803310994906731898</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6385242.post-107633320771461355</id><published>2004-02-09T21:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-09T21:54:00.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mq</title><content type='html'>another week!?oh no...u sure u can survive without me..:D ya anywae...this is to reply liuqian's entry in her blog..cuz..her tagboard max onli 200 characters!!.____.yea so lq wan u to noe tt building an invisible wall around urself wun help much..after all..you carn expect pple to noe you when you dun even noe urself well...den one dae you mite be saying you dun haf true frens or tt they dun care for u..which isn't true..yea? sumtimes i tink that it's the obstacles that rilli bring frens together..i mean, frenships that haf been smooth all the way are so fragile and..not real. if you block youself like tt you duno wad u are missing in frenship..oh besides..you mite knock into the wall urself:p.haha.and...this really isn't the age to be crying so often..like..y?? actually come to think about it..it's not necessary to make your teenage life so painful.. i'm sure if you have more trust in frenship..things would be much better:) can u imagine..if you are crying so much at this age...wad would happen 20 years down the road..&lt;br /&gt;'if you dun learn to laugh at troubles..you wun haf anything to laugh at when you grow old'.. so... yar im not saeing you are not mad enough.___. but maebe it's time to start laughing from the bottom of ur heart?..i mean...wad is the purpose of laughing when you are actually shedding tears deep down inside..yar?:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6385242-107633320771461355?l=mistyjanuary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6385242/posts/default/107633320771461355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6385242/posts/default/107633320771461355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mistyjanuary.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107633320771461355' title='mq'/><author><name>orange</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04803310994906731898</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6385242.post-107625192535265856</id><published>2004-02-08T22:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-08T22:55:09.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sobz...</title><content type='html'>sad news..went to doc todae...and he sae tat i canot go bac to sch..and gave me MC for another WEEK...&lt;em&gt;like thkx lor&lt;/em&gt;...kong~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;miss ya all lots..seem like i missed out on lots of stuff har?ur tat &lt;strong&gt;gym performance&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;strong&gt;GJY's performance&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;strong&gt;3 tests&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;strong&gt;dance&lt;/strong&gt;,and l&lt;strong&gt;oads and loads of lessons&lt;/strong&gt;..wun be able to survive when i go bac to sch...will be sendin out &lt;strong&gt;SOS signal&lt;/strong&gt;..all the ppl tat receive it,&lt;strong&gt;BIGGIE HELP &lt;/strong&gt;NEEDED FRM ME!!!haha~kong~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh,14 feb cumin..next sat..here's wishing everyone an early &lt;strong&gt;happy valentine...*hugx C:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-jac&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6385242-107625192535265856?l=mistyjanuary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6385242/posts/default/107625192535265856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6385242/posts/default/107625192535265856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mistyjanuary.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107625192535265856' title='sobz...'/><author><name>orange</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04803310994906731898</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6385242.post-107598295978967167</id><published>2004-02-06T12:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-08T16:38:43.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'>yoooooo!!!</title><content type='html'>yojac!! haha finally blogging... aniwae..u'll becoming back next week!!yea...:D itching like siao rite..yar i noe lar..and missing me like siao..muahaha..(i bet u got e kong look on ur face..........and i bet u are laughing now.haha maebe not) ok nvm.haha..yar yesterdae i went to the danish gymnastics performance thing..aft trng...it's a combination of r.gym and a.gym..and then the guys are like...0.0 lorh. firstly...they everywhere oso muscle. secondly they can fly. like rilli lorh they juz jump then can flip and twist duno how many times? and they are metres above the ground..den got one part..they did a handstand...den hold there for quite some time...and slowly lowered themselves until their body is like parallel to the ground can..and stay there for quite some time too.PARALLEL CAN NOT PERPENDICULAR LORH...and sumore their supporting hands are not in the middle of their body lorh..(get it?)and most of them at least 1.75cm.. lyk does gravity even haf effect on these pple??...if u wan me stay in a push up position for one minute i oso canot liao lorh and they still can lift off from the ground.haha.jac im trying to imagine u doing tt.ok.. den got this very short chinese guy..he no matter wad oso smiling one. BUT HOR he can flip the highest!! and everybody in the audience sort of realised tt so everybody will be paying xtra attention when he doing flips den everytime after he flips (which will be very very high) everybody will go 'wooo!!!' hahahaha..den got one flip rilli so impressive the audience canot tahan and screamed..aiyar but half the audience is gymmers so canot blame us if we qin bu zi jin okay..haha den he will give this triumphant smile._.but he rilli flip so damn fast one lorh..ok enough about him. den the girls rite!! onli got one thin one._.aahahaha..and she rilli got the dancer bodyyyyyy...and when she dance very got style..aiyar actually all of them got style but she looks the nicest..duno how she niu until v cool one lar..so wasted lor!! jac got chicken pox...i got xtra ticket leh!!!...haiz...ohyar e fun thing was rite..more than half the audience is like...a.gym and r.gym pple?...frm all e other schools..national team oso..oh and the our coaches but they sit by themselves.den u like noe everybody one..den everybody is toking to everybody..haha. cuz there's so few schs wif this cca den sumore not alot of pple in e cca marh..so we noe each other.. and some a.gymmers oso cuz we see them train:D..so was v fun lar..den esther's dad drove us home...den i went to slp.haha.wait i got one more thing to sae one but i forgot liao.ok nvm._.&lt;br /&gt;p.s walao my space bar got problem lorh den i type muz like...blah SPACE blah SPACE blah SPACE. and i did tt for this whole big paragraph can.wad sai.haha.&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                                                 -mq(jac dun scratch)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6385242-107598295978967167?l=mistyjanuary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6385242/posts/default/107598295978967167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6385242/posts/default/107598295978967167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mistyjanuary.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107598295978967167' title='yoooooo!!!'/><author><name>orange</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04803310994906731898</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6385242.post-107590580911183493</id><published>2004-02-04T22:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-05T20:38:50.653+08:00</updated><title type='text'>itchy...</title><content type='html'>i got chicken pox!!!great lor...stuck at home...can do nutin...except to surpress the temptation to scratch...not very successful, but not too bad lar...juz hope wun leave behind a lot of scars....C: watching american idol now...roxae...C:&lt;br /&gt;-jac&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6385242-107590580911183493?l=mistyjanuary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6385242/posts/default/107590580911183493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6385242/posts/default/107590580911183493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mistyjanuary.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107590580911183493' title='itchy...'/><author><name>orange</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04803310994906731898</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6385242.post-107564672438905864</id><published>2004-02-01T22:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-05T20:39:15.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it's me!!!!!!! jac</title><content type='html'>hey ppl...diz blog iz pretty empty...din haf time to anitin to it....haiz~dun even noe wad to tag!!!!argh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me stomach's pretty unwell now...and havin fever i tink...yep....and me topid comp's down...which iz like soooooooo kong~i'm at me aunt's house now...haiz...man,tues got another HCL test...sec 3 life...sad life arh...and den still haf dance...and ballet practices are like increasing lor....dotz...i need a breather!!!!!!!BREATHE BREATHE BREATHE...haha~yep...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh man,me cousins are making a lot of NOISE...not sounds bout NOISE..they are going mad...like running around the house chanting "BOOM BA BA"? oh sumitn liddat...lucky benjamin has enuff sense not to join dem in their madness...but they are sooooooooooooo cute....carn stand dem...so loveable yet so nottie...like me aunts and mum are scoldin dem...haiz~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all the "daddys" are playin polka cards or sumtin...and all the "mummys" are sitting around gossipin while tryin to stop the little kids frm tearin the house down...man,me stomach's workin up again..feel so sick...and they are boom-ba-baing...kong~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kae tat's bout it for now....C:&lt;br /&gt;-jac&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6385242-107564672438905864?l=mistyjanuary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6385242/posts/default/107564672438905864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6385242/posts/default/107564672438905864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mistyjanuary.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107564672438905864' title='it&apos;s me!!!!!!! jac'/><author><name>orange</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04803310994906731898</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6385242.post-107510819362873094</id><published>2004-01-26T17:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-02-05T20:39:41.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'>first entry!!</title><content type='html'>woohoo~finallie decided on a name for the blog...haha~yep..it's finallie up..mq's and jac's shared blog...haha~bet we're gona crap a lot..c: juz posted at me own blog..tink i like tok bout similar stuff..tink our blog looks pretty bare now..and we haf no idea how to do up a nice template..help anione?haha~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had &lt;strong&gt;chem test&lt;/strong&gt; todae...wad a &lt;strong&gt;great&lt;/strong&gt; wae to start sch after cny...i tink i absolutely died...kong~and den there's like 3 more tests to go diz week..i tink i'm gona go nuts soon...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh,and while i'm doing diz..&lt;strong&gt;LQ&lt;/strong&gt; iz on msn tellin me bout the quizilla quiz thingy...kong~she's going mad..haha~c:&lt;br /&gt;-jac&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6385242-107510819362873094?l=mistyjanuary.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6385242/posts/default/107510819362873094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6385242/posts/default/107510819362873094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://mistyjanuary.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107510819362873094' title='first entry!!'/><author><name>orange</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04803310994906731898</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></entry></feed>
