<?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-237518857241301242</id><updated>2011-07-29T13:53:11.667+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Starrs</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://starbearr.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237518857241301242/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starbearr.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>grace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01861779000043143032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCMFTVSNIes/Sd3rYjsLe2I/AAAAAAAAACc/BIlSVQMqXlg/S220/cute+kitty.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>78</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-237518857241301242.post-20656923961381174</id><published>2010-10-29T20:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-29T20:48:18.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'>life is so sad</title><content type='html'>First 3 weeks of school - 5Cs and only 1A to my name. WTH. What is the use of working so hard?! Can somebody please give me the answer? I put in effort and you said that I am not putting enough effort. I never put in effort, you said that I am distracted. -.- I really cannot afford another C you know?! Listening to farouq always lifts up my spirits making me feel that maybe, just maybe I can do it.. but then the reality hurts.. It hurts so bad.. Tell me what you guys want from me. Just tell me and I'll do it! I don't care about anything anymore. I don't care if people feel that I am a jerk. I don't care about how people thinks of me. I'm just going to swallow up every single drop of nervousness and everything that is pulling my grades down.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/237518857241301242-20656923961381174?l=starbearr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237518857241301242/posts/default/20656923961381174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237518857241301242/posts/default/20656923961381174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starbearr.blogspot.com/2010/10/life-is-so-sad.html' title='life is so sad'/><author><name>grace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01861779000043143032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCMFTVSNIes/Sd3rYjsLe2I/AAAAAAAAACc/BIlSVQMqXlg/S220/cute+kitty.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-237518857241301242.post-338394629207850003</id><published>2010-09-15T00:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-15T00:37:45.287+08:00</updated><title type='text'>holidays</title><content type='html'>hi. I am bored. The end. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha kidding kidding.. =p.. but seriously I am bored! and and my ds lite just spoilt for no reason.. =.= ahhhhh sad. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now and then I wonder if anyone cares for me in this world.. apparently yes there are people who cares for me but I wonder if there is anybody in this world who knows me better than anyone else.. perhaps if we never cease to communicate, Sinead might be my one true best friend who can read through my every actions. haha.. it is sad but I think that Sinead might not even remember this old friend of hers anymore :( but well, that is life.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ummmm i dunno what else to write although I have not updated this blog like for forever.. oh yeah! I just watched finish helen the baby fox.. such a sad show.. however it didn't cause me to tear up.. I wonder if I am getting less emotional nowadays... =/ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hhahahhaha my brother just sleep talk saying, " Hey you go and burn everything".. wonder what he is dreaming right now.. =o hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I remember that when I first started my blog there was an anonymous person who told me things about my blog that I never realised to help me make this blog less suckish.. although I never knew who that person is.. I would still like to thank the person.. THANK YOU MR ANONYMOUS ALTHOUGH THIS THANKS WAS DUE FOR SUCH A LONG TIME AND I DON'T EVEN KNOW IF YOU KNOW THIS NEW BLOG ADD OF MY..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ehh I think that I should be more tech savvy.. I feel like I am lacking and since I have nothing better to do maybe I should start picking up books on internet stuff.. :o &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright.. signing off!~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/237518857241301242-338394629207850003?l=starbearr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237518857241301242/posts/default/338394629207850003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237518857241301242/posts/default/338394629207850003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starbearr.blogspot.com/2010/09/holidays.html' title='holidays'/><author><name>grace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01861779000043143032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCMFTVSNIes/Sd3rYjsLe2I/AAAAAAAAACc/BIlSVQMqXlg/S220/cute+kitty.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-237518857241301242.post-335622760693830367</id><published>2010-08-24T13:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-24T13:45:12.649+08:00</updated><title type='text'>study? or not? Xp</title><content type='html'>hihi.. I'm at the school library with Chloe now.. Xd.. we planned to study but then err lets just say that the process is not as fast as we desired. hahaha, we ended up doing lots of other things, super random things like searching for doreamon's theme song and singing to it.. Xd haha.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual, we sat at our usual place, which is only made possible by moving the table ;D hahahaha the troubles we take to get what we want..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I am typing this, Chloe is singing many many different songs and then also say what "Go, Go, Go, Go" XD hahahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ut3 is starting soon, it is on the 6th, 7th, 8th and 9th of sep and then it is a short break before semester 2 starts!~ :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.. well, this is a short update, but it is better than nothing Xd.. back to wasting *ahem* using my time wisely to "study" Xd.. ciao~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/237518857241301242-335622760693830367?l=starbearr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237518857241301242/posts/default/335622760693830367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237518857241301242/posts/default/335622760693830367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starbearr.blogspot.com/2010/08/study-or-not-xp.html' title='study? or not? Xp'/><author><name>grace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01861779000043143032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCMFTVSNIes/Sd3rYjsLe2I/AAAAAAAAACc/BIlSVQMqXlg/S220/cute+kitty.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-237518857241301242.post-6187399699597478665</id><published>2010-06-24T19:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-24T20:07:57.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I need a listening ear</title><content type='html'>Lately, all my life has been about going to school just to see you. Geez teaming up in class with you is always more fun than teaming up with anybody else. Although I always love to ask you questions which you do not have answers to. haha... I never do that to anybody else though... I wonder if you have ever noticed that. You know, I really wonder ow you think about me, what type of person am I in your eyes... I guess that I have been in denial stage till a few weeks ago, whereby I have already started to accept the fact slowly... sigh, however because of that, I really do not know what to do at all, just like a lost sheep. It is like I want you to know about it however I don't want to be the one who tells you about it. I know that dignity, pride all means nothing right now... but then it isn't dignity nor pride it is a feeling of insecure. I rather let things stay as it is right now, just friends who have common interests and able to say just about anything in our life. I guess, the reason why I am posting this, although I know that you have a chance of seeing this, is because I am really troubled by this. It is practically haunting me day and night. I wanna talk to someone about this but then, I'm scared and I also don't wanna be a burden to anyone regardless of whoever you are. Well, tomorrow is another day and I know that you will definitely be coming to class, instead of denying anything I guess I am just going to let nature take its course... after all just like a wise person who told me this, you need two hands to clap, it is no use loving someone when they do not love you back since in the end the one who will be hurt is ultimately yourself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/237518857241301242-6187399699597478665?l=starbearr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237518857241301242/posts/default/6187399699597478665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237518857241301242/posts/default/6187399699597478665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starbearr.blogspot.com/2010/06/i-need-listening-ear.html' title='I need a listening ear'/><author><name>grace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01861779000043143032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCMFTVSNIes/Sd3rYjsLe2I/AAAAAAAAACc/BIlSVQMqXlg/S220/cute+kitty.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-237518857241301242.post-6276052631051535213</id><published>2010-06-23T10:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-23T10:24:22.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Class is so boring to me today or perhaps I just have no mood to seriously pay attention in class. I just hope to return home and play my ds with my brother right now. =x Today is microbiology lesson aka one of my more favourite modules, I'm somehow looking forward to biochemistry lesson... hmm... when did Alvin teo become such a fascinating facci to me. Haha... sian.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/237518857241301242-6276052631051535213?l=starbearr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237518857241301242/posts/default/6276052631051535213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237518857241301242/posts/default/6276052631051535213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starbearr.blogspot.com/2010/06/class-is-so-boring-to-me-today-or.html' title=''/><author><name>grace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01861779000043143032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCMFTVSNIes/Sd3rYjsLe2I/AAAAAAAAACc/BIlSVQMqXlg/S220/cute+kitty.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-237518857241301242.post-1855963500902582295</id><published>2010-06-14T11:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T11:13:20.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Day before school starts!~</title><content type='html'>hahaha, I am suppose to have classes today, but then today is my off day so I do not have to go school. Instead, I am in the library with vanessa now. hahaha :D later I got to go to sgh and then going to find zahara and aaron to study. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, when vanessa and I reached the library even before it is open, there were already SOOO many people there. like totally singaporean's style. =X Now I know why the other time when kingston, vanessa and I went to Toa Payoh library, it was like totally packed. &lt;br /&gt;Although we got a seat, but then there is no place to charge our lappy, we should have went to another library...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It is raining now, so nice... I wish that I am outside and not inside, so that I can go and play in the rain!~ heees.. XD&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/237518857241301242-1855963500902582295?l=starbearr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237518857241301242/posts/default/1855963500902582295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237518857241301242/posts/default/1855963500902582295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starbearr.blogspot.com/2010/06/day-before-school-starts.html' title='Day before school starts!~'/><author><name>grace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01861779000043143032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCMFTVSNIes/Sd3rYjsLe2I/AAAAAAAAACc/BIlSVQMqXlg/S220/cute+kitty.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-237518857241301242.post-6228297876477530641</id><published>2010-05-30T16:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-30T16:14:10.358+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New blog picture</title><content type='html'>My new blog picture nice? haha my stuffed toys are so cute! :D So boreddd.. yesterday I actually wanted to go eunos for a few hours before going to somewhere else but then I ended up at bugis with chloe and after that the others also came to find us. Haha 7 month songs really is the joke of the day... I seriously laughed till my jaw also hurts.. thinking about it right now also makes me giggle a little. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next friday is going to be seriously sians and for the next week after that day too. x.x I wish that it will only hurt for 5 days, inclusive of friday so that I can spend my day happily. :( I'm not afraid of it being painful, I'm just afraid that the pain will be too much for me to handle till I cannot talk at all then it will seriously be the worse. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5 days till 4th June :|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- When the wish is there, the eyes can say as much as the mouth -&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/237518857241301242-6228297876477530641?l=starbearr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237518857241301242/posts/default/6228297876477530641'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237518857241301242/posts/default/6228297876477530641'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starbearr.blogspot.com/2010/05/new-blog-picture.html' title='New blog picture'/><author><name>grace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01861779000043143032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCMFTVSNIes/Sd3rYjsLe2I/AAAAAAAAACc/BIlSVQMqXlg/S220/cute+kitty.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-237518857241301242.post-6995982544667842885</id><published>2010-05-28T19:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-28T19:19:00.112+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Holiday starts!</title><content type='html'>The holiday's have started!! No more waking up early in the morning to prepare for school for two whole weeks! woohoo! I definitely need this break to clear out some thoughts and freedom from my immunology facci :) Four Cs in a row is really too much. =.= &lt;br /&gt;I got loads of manga to read in this holiday all thanks to my good friend Kingston :D haha. Like said, he is awesome... I was like dying from boredom and he recommended so many cool manga for me.. =) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going out tomorrow with Dallas, Chloe and Christine but not sure where yet... anywhere is fine except going to sing.. haha I hope that they want to go fishing or something =) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday I learnt something new about my biochemistry facci.. like seriously, he seems like those kind who looks so fierce and all that and you will think that he is those very well-bred person but then you will never guess that when he was young, he used to be a prankster. Oh my goodness! Till now I still cannot believe my ears.. haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah! yesterday Zahara showed me a video which left a deep impression on me.. here it is &lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/OLdhVKld-aY&amp;hl=en_GB&amp;fs=1&amp;"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/OLdhVKld-aY&amp;hl=en_GB&amp;fs=1&amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you just got to watch it.. haha the cat is soooo cute!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12 days more!~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/237518857241301242-6995982544667842885?l=starbearr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237518857241301242/posts/default/6995982544667842885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237518857241301242/posts/default/6995982544667842885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starbearr.blogspot.com/2010/05/holiday-starts_28.html' title='Holiday starts!'/><author><name>grace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01861779000043143032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCMFTVSNIes/Sd3rYjsLe2I/AAAAAAAAACc/BIlSVQMqXlg/S220/cute+kitty.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-237518857241301242.post-852781548404477686</id><published>2010-05-26T17:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-26T18:00:56.194+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm just simply happy</title><content type='html'>Can see you blending well in the team. Delivery is cool now. Words are coming out smoothly and that is commendable. Keep it up. Indeed, the mind is a powerful tool. Much is left to be discovered&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comment by my A&amp;P facci... haha :) that is one of the things that made me smile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another is when I read this: you heartless daughter! you wanted to kill me just nw ahahahah :D I can't explain why even when seeing it now I can't help but laugh... XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel like I am starting to blend into my class, which is something good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, I prefer staying at school compared to at home, well unless I am alone at home. Since at school there are nice people and at home... -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I started typing this, I was seriously happy but then you-know-who spoilt my mood.. -.- Seriously, if you know how to say others then why aren't you showing a good example, isn't that YOUR responsibility; to show the younger ones what they should do. If you have so much time to reprimand people then you should just do it, instead of pushing the blame to me, like seriously.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/237518857241301242-852781548404477686?l=starbearr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237518857241301242/posts/default/852781548404477686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237518857241301242/posts/default/852781548404477686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starbearr.blogspot.com/2010/05/im-just-simply-happy.html' title='I&apos;m just simply happy'/><author><name>grace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01861779000043143032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCMFTVSNIes/Sd3rYjsLe2I/AAAAAAAAACc/BIlSVQMqXlg/S220/cute+kitty.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-237518857241301242.post-958232764143157439</id><published>2010-05-22T20:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-22T21:04:30.392+08:00</updated><title type='text'>22/5/10 aka totally AWESOME day!!!</title><content type='html'>Today, Vanessa, Kingston and myself were meeting up at Toa Payoh to study biochem. We went to mac for breakfast at 10+ and then the both of them chipped in to treat me a harshbrown, haha I just felt the need to add that inside.  When we reached the library at 11+ the place was totally packed! o.o There wasn't a place for us to sit down, much less a place to study..! So we practically wandered around the library, hoping that there might be a place, a corner whereby we can study. Alas, all we found was some seats (which is fortunate already). So in the end, we studied, well erm, on the laptop for a moment, transferred some files. Then I off my lappy, Vanessa did study for a while. Haha, studying with her is totally hilarious. She is so cute sometimes asking so many questions that she is supposed to have the answer to. I know that saying something like that seems a little bad but it isn't something bad. She makes the 'studying' session full of laughters. ATP is the energy needed for work! haha random. After that, we went to Delifrance (it's been so long) ordered a pizza for Vanessa and myself. Haha, Vanessa added so much chilli flakes and tabasco sauce that after finishing her pizza her lips were so red. Haha. Kingston and Vanessa do behave like brother and sister, they fight and played and all that, it was something nice to see. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe that we stayed there to like 4+ without studying. Read some random books, played some games on my itouch and Kingston's iphone. Oh yea, Vanessa and I watched a ghost hunter show on youtube. Oh my goodness, watching it gave me goosebumps. Haha. :)) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, I'm really happy already. I have so much that others do not have, I should be contented and not keep on wishing for more. After all, it isn't good to be greedy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/237518857241301242-958232764143157439?l=starbearr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237518857241301242/posts/default/958232764143157439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237518857241301242/posts/default/958232764143157439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starbearr.blogspot.com/2010/05/22510-aka-totally-awesome-day.html' title='22/5/10 aka totally AWESOME day!!!'/><author><name>grace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01861779000043143032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCMFTVSNIes/Sd3rYjsLe2I/AAAAAAAAACc/BIlSVQMqXlg/S220/cute+kitty.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-237518857241301242.post-8394754268562894094</id><published>2010-05-18T22:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-18T22:49:04.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>我的笔记本电脑的电池现在只剩下23%。 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;哈哈，我今天想试试用华文字来写我的感想。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我好像不能够跟我的同学们做真的朋友，好像他们跟我没有共同点。是我的错吗？还是是他们的错？我觉得是我们俩的错。可是，我不是很想跟他们谈天。我不认为如果你的同学们很友善是个好的东西，对我来说，是有一点怪。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我这几天多很忙。每天回家读书，然后隔天又要上学。真是，时间不够用，你们明白我再说什么吗？我真的不喜欢这样的生活。好像要死了。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我明天不想上学，真的很不想，很不想。。。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;对了！我真的很不喜欢那些你跟他们说话燃火他们不管你的人。。。那我何必要说呢？&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/237518857241301242-8394754268562894094?l=starbearr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237518857241301242/posts/default/8394754268562894094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237518857241301242/posts/default/8394754268562894094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starbearr.blogspot.com/2010/05/23.html' title=''/><author><name>grace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01861779000043143032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCMFTVSNIes/Sd3rYjsLe2I/AAAAAAAAACc/BIlSVQMqXlg/S220/cute+kitty.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-237518857241301242.post-9064118446267060031</id><published>2010-05-14T00:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-14T00:27:23.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My unlucky day.</title><content type='html'>Hi people! I'm so unlucky today! Err.. I mean yesterday. Arhs whatever. First, my slipper broke in school.. ;( and then Christine's fav facci XD, bought superglue fir me to fix it back. after that, before things could have gone smoothly, when I pressed the tube containing the glue, all if a sudden alot of glue spilled out, spilling onto my hand...  so, due to the fact that I cannot wash it off since one of my slipper is spoilt, the glue just happily dried onto my hand. Sigh! I was going to watch a movie with James too! Sad that I had to cancel it at the last moment. =( so unlucky right?! However I did something that I shouldn't have. When I was walking home, yeah my slipper is fixed, I started to try to peel the dried glue off my hand since it is making my hand stuck to a weird position. I didn't tear put my skin or anything and successfully removed most of the dried glue but then the glue that dried on my nails is a different story. I really can't get the glue off. :( sigh &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah! Today I'm so so so proud of Timothy! Haha. He really stayed as he promised and he did his work too! Even during the presentation, I could see that he was doing his best! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah the weird stalker like guy that seems to have stalked my friend also added me on fb. Of course, I didn't add him but since he was bugging me a little with his weird comments, I blocked him. Thinking about it now, I feel a little guilty. After all, all ge said was he wanted to exchange knowledge etc. With ne in a really creepy manner. Oh yes, I can feel the creepiness seeping through every word ge typed. Oh yeah he added Dallas too. Hahas. I hope that the matter with him will be done and over with. He seems really weird! Every word that he typed seems to mislead you into thinking that he is hiding somewhere spying on you. Even thinking about it now still gives me the chills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My uts are in next Monday, Friday and next next Tuesday. The last paper is after the June holidays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah! I had lab on Wednesday. Haiz I really seem to be quite useless there. I don't seem to be helping my teammates out much. What type of team member will that be considered then? However my teammates are really considerate people, they tried giving me work to do so that I will nit just stand that idling and looking miserable. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/237518857241301242-9064118446267060031?l=starbearr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237518857241301242/posts/default/9064118446267060031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237518857241301242/posts/default/9064118446267060031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starbearr.blogspot.com/2010/05/my-unlucky-day.html' title='My unlucky day.'/><author><name>grace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01861779000043143032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCMFTVSNIes/Sd3rYjsLe2I/AAAAAAAAACc/BIlSVQMqXlg/S220/cute+kitty.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-237518857241301242.post-8098952433978021749</id><published>2010-05-06T20:08:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-06T20:24:49.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rejected, Approved, Rejected.</title><content type='html'>I wanted to do about SPCA for my PP but then it got rejected due to the fact that my facci say that it's not related to any industry. So fine, I redo it and then it got approved... and rejected again... -.- Geez, today is the due date for the PP and yet he have not even approved my PP yet. I'm seriously speechless, like seriously. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~*~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally beat the elite four in pokemon soul silver!!! Haha, I know what you people are going to think, so what if pokemon is a game for little children? The most important thing is that I enjoy playing it. Nothing else matters... well thats how I feel in any case. &lt;br /&gt;I still can't believe my Jynx one-hit killed two of Lance's dragonite. Totally awesome! Haha my pokemon levels are like too under-leveled. &lt;br /&gt;So now, I'm finally able to evolve my togetic and vulpix to togekiss and ninetails. Haha awesomeness!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~*~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow I'm going to remove my wisdom tooth. Apparently, I checked for the reason why it is called a wisdom tooth and the answer is that because it grows when someone is older. They regard older as wiser and thats how it got the name. That's a little stupid in my opinion. &lt;br /&gt;Two weeks of pain, *sigh* I'm going to be so miserable :( I hope that the pain goes away soon although I know that it is pointless to wish that there will not be any pain but then whats the harm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~*~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love, Hate. The only thing that is separating them is a thin thin line. One wrong move and thats it. &lt;br /&gt;As we know people are imperfect. So when two imperfect people come together, does that make something that is perfect?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/237518857241301242-8098952433978021749?l=starbearr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237518857241301242/posts/default/8098952433978021749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237518857241301242/posts/default/8098952433978021749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starbearr.blogspot.com/2010/05/rejected-approved-rejected.html' title='Rejected, Approved, Rejected.'/><author><name>grace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01861779000043143032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCMFTVSNIes/Sd3rYjsLe2I/AAAAAAAAACc/BIlSVQMqXlg/S220/cute+kitty.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-237518857241301242.post-953402657645981383</id><published>2010-04-27T18:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-27T18:40:09.145+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hmm...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cCMFTVSNIes/S9a2-VURMTI/AAAAAAAAAI0/Q86GnsQ3aMY/s1600/lol.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 239px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cCMFTVSNIes/S9a2-VURMTI/AAAAAAAAAI0/Q86GnsQ3aMY/s320/lol.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464756379850977586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cCMFTVSNIes/S9a298xKKnI/AAAAAAAAAIs/XciC_3n1h84/s1600/Untitled22.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 295px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cCMFTVSNIes/S9a298xKKnI/AAAAAAAAAIs/XciC_3n1h84/s320/Untitled22.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5464756373261265522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;:) &lt;div&gt;Image 1 - Ace Attorney Investigations Miles Edgeworth (Case 5)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Image 2 - Kateikyoushi Hitman Reborn manga chapter 35 page 12&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hmm...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In life we will meet so many different types of people. The best people that I have ever met in my whole life is &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sinead - Elias Park Primary. haha we stayed near each other and used to play with our pet hamsters. However I don't think that she still remembers me. Sad. I never managed to find her also so yeah. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Qian Hui - I remember being close to her also but of course, I'm closer to Sinead. Also from Elias. I still remember the silver candy we shared. Haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Kavita, Jerome, Shi min, Germaine - Lovely people. You don't have to compromise yourself to be with them. I still remember that once I never studied from my&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-family:arial, helvetica, clean, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: medium;"&gt;听写 then like I think due to that the teacher allowed us to study for a few more minutes. Then I think I remember Jerome saying something like take a longer time to study so that we can get a longer time to study also. Haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Melody, Shi Teng, Yan Ting - Fun, weird, friendly, smart people. Oh did I forget Crazy? Haha =) With them life have been bittersweet :) I still remember M.A.G.S :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aishah - This girl is plain... weird. Haha. I hate what she likes and she hates what I like. However we are like really good friends. Haha, well, I guess it is difficult to find people who shares the same birthday as you and someone who you can just truly be yourself. Nah I'm not complimenting her. XD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bike (Kay), Sylvia - Such gentle yet with a playful personality. :) Kay reminds me of Sinead, the quiet girl who just sits in a corner. The personaility is the same too but then there are few differences. She is just too good to be true. ^-^ Sylvia, haha she is just like Melody. Wild personality but then the gentleness is still not lost. :) She is just like a older sister to me.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Juani, Shimin (no gaps =P), Chloe, Christine - I really love them to bits. Haha they are really really really awesome people. Maybe after knowing them I already start to depend on them. Which is weird since people often say them I am a loner who don't depend on anyone. I've got to say that they are the ones who made me look forward to going to class every single day since I know that they will be there. We had our quarrels but due to that it only strengthens our friendship. My mini-family ♥  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cCMFTVSNIes/S9a76YReD8I/AAAAAAAAAI8/PngCSiDVhy8/s320/22148_1080203742491_1748248617_147856_3809258_n.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;PEILING - haha. Like the humans on the top, she is just as nice. I miss bunny :( Well I'm glad that I've got a picture of it. Haha it does look cute isn't it. Haha. :)))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Although I have not made any new super close friends like the ones on the top, I feel that this class is gonna be as fun as W15B. Although W15B still rules more then any other. Haha. The people is so nice that I do feel like they are overly-friendly sometimes. However, this is what made me like them. I mean, in my previous classes, I am mostly transparent. However they talked to me like I'm part of their class. Yeah I know that I am in the same class as them but other than W15B, this is the second class that makes me feel... accepted.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/237518857241301242-953402657645981383?l=starbearr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237518857241301242/posts/default/953402657645981383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237518857241301242/posts/default/953402657645981383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starbearr.blogspot.com/2010/04/hmm.html' title='hmm...'/><author><name>grace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01861779000043143032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCMFTVSNIes/Sd3rYjsLe2I/AAAAAAAAACc/BIlSVQMqXlg/S220/cute+kitty.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cCMFTVSNIes/S9a2-VURMTI/AAAAAAAAAI0/Q86GnsQ3aMY/s72-c/lol.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-237518857241301242.post-1424359614955648046</id><published>2010-04-23T18:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-23T19:11:32.239+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Classmates are Nice, Grades not so much</title><content type='html'>Oh joy I just got 2 Cs and 1 B already. Some comments that my facci gave me is that I should contribute more to my team and before presenting, calm myself down first... another facci write that I should not refer to things when presenting... sians... but I admit that then I was really nervous and afraid. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Well, I tried being more social (in my opinion) last thursday and well I feel that my teammates reacted well to that. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;My class people are really nice. At the beginning, I got the impression that they are quiet and not really social people, but how glad I was to find out that they are still really fun to be with. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Although generally, I still hate school, I find my classmates really relaxing to be with. I didn't forget my old class W15B though, they will definitely be the BEST class in my opinion. However, this class is also very very nice. Out of all my previous modules, I will admit that I miss every single one of them, especially Cognitive. ^-^ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sometimes when I'm online, I will look at my contact list and get tempted to talk to you, however I never do since I do not want to be ignored. I seriously hate it when I talk to someone regardless of face-to-face or sms or online and gets ignored. I mean, if I knew that you aren't going to care about it then why should I? It just makes me feel stupid.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;*~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Biochemistry, why do you seem to torture me every time I encounter you. First it was about the carbon chains thingy and then next was about glycolysis, kreb's cycle and something else. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Why do you want to make people's life miserable :( &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/237518857241301242-1424359614955648046?l=starbearr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237518857241301242/posts/default/1424359614955648046'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237518857241301242/posts/default/1424359614955648046'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starbearr.blogspot.com/2010/04/classmates-are-nice-grades-not-so-much.html' title='Classmates are Nice, Grades not so much'/><author><name>grace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01861779000043143032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCMFTVSNIes/Sd3rYjsLe2I/AAAAAAAAACc/BIlSVQMqXlg/S220/cute+kitty.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-237518857241301242.post-7079812516571572543</id><published>2010-04-14T15:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-14T15:24:53.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'>School's starting tomorrow</title><content type='html'>SIANZ! &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I totally don't have the mood to go to school... Its so sian.. =( and I only need to go school on thursday this week, wait I should be happy about that isn't it... lol &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Once again I go to a class whom I have no one I am acquainted to. Sad..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On the bright side, class starts at 9.15, so I can get more sleep! Haha, due to me sleeping at goodness knows what time, my biological clock has gone totally haywire. =X&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh yeah, I went to the dentist yesterday and got informed of this wisdom tooth growing out of my gum. Thus I need to go to operate out the teeth.. =/ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Best of luck to everyone who needs to go school tomorrow! I doubt alot of people in my new class will be going though since its so stupid on the fact that school is starting on a thursday.    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/237518857241301242-7079812516571572543?l=starbearr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237518857241301242/posts/default/7079812516571572543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237518857241301242/posts/default/7079812516571572543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starbearr.blogspot.com/2010/04/schools-starting-tomorrow.html' title='School&apos;s starting tomorrow'/><author><name>grace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01861779000043143032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCMFTVSNIes/Sd3rYjsLe2I/AAAAAAAAACc/BIlSVQMqXlg/S220/cute+kitty.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-237518857241301242.post-7764509267644184752</id><published>2010-03-31T12:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-31T13:02:53.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>last day of the month = 15th more days till school reopens.. &gt;&lt;"&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;sians I'll probably not find another class that is so accepting and fun to mix with anymore. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really wish that I can get back some familiar face/s so that I do not have to endure the feeling of being alone again. Haiz, if only it is like secondary school whereby the class stays as a class for like three years? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyways, I borrowed my friend's psp to play The Sims 2, completed it in around two days but never really completed all the secrets thingy..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In the end I didn't manage to find a job though I did search for it.. =X&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;oh yeah in my pokemon ss team, I don't know what I should evolve my eevee into... I read about the different types and found of that jolteon and umbreon are the best evolutions but then I'm still unsure.. my eevee is like level 30+&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Its been raining recently, just like how my mood is ; downcast. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Oh yeah, I went to Genting recently... seriously there is nothing to do there! I really wished that I brought my ds along.. I almost died from boredom..  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/237518857241301242-7764509267644184752?l=starbearr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237518857241301242/posts/default/7764509267644184752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237518857241301242/posts/default/7764509267644184752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starbearr.blogspot.com/2010/03/last-day-of-month-15th-more-days-till.html' title=''/><author><name>grace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01861779000043143032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCMFTVSNIes/Sd3rYjsLe2I/AAAAAAAAACc/BIlSVQMqXlg/S220/cute+kitty.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-237518857241301242.post-6387650558401491781</id><published>2010-03-05T15:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-05T15:20:41.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>some people are just so very heartless. *roll eyes*&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;hmm, maybe I shouldn't say it like that. Its more like, some people are just so real. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Just when you think that you are friends, good friends, the person just leaves your life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/237518857241301242-6387650558401491781?l=starbearr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237518857241301242/posts/default/6387650558401491781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237518857241301242/posts/default/6387650558401491781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starbearr.blogspot.com/2010/03/some-people-are-just-so-very-heartless.html' title=''/><author><name>grace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01861779000043143032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCMFTVSNIes/Sd3rYjsLe2I/AAAAAAAAACc/BIlSVQMqXlg/S220/cute+kitty.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-237518857241301242.post-6108301506443193604</id><published>2010-03-03T15:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-03T15:14:43.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthdays =)</title><content type='html'>Firstly, I want to wish my two good friends Bike aka Kay and Zhafran a very happy birthday! hahas =)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;7 days to go till my second brother's birthday.. haha I feel like giving him cup noodles and biscuits for his birthday present. wait, before you think that I am being mean, that was my birthday present from his last year.. haha..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;This year, I don't even think that my brother will even spend my birthday with me, since he will probably enjoy his one month holiday.. &gt;&lt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;~*&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I've been hunting for jobs lately, but then all I got from all my hard work was... nothing, ehhs no, I got fatigue from it. haha =/ &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/237518857241301242-6108301506443193604?l=starbearr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237518857241301242/posts/default/6108301506443193604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237518857241301242/posts/default/6108301506443193604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starbearr.blogspot.com/2010/03/birthdays.html' title='Birthdays =)'/><author><name>grace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01861779000043143032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCMFTVSNIes/Sd3rYjsLe2I/AAAAAAAAACc/BIlSVQMqXlg/S220/cute+kitty.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-237518857241301242.post-5459894919275253650</id><published>2010-02-19T22:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-19T22:18:01.045+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I miss miss miss W15B and the 5nas..&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Such sweet memories that you left for me..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Such sorrow that life has made us endured..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I miss the times where every morning, I looked forward to go to class and see my classmates. I know that every morning, when I have arrived, the first person I will see is definitely kiat min.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I remember the times whereby rafi and fyn will 'quarrel'..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I remember how Ms Cherie Ong always reprimanded me for my hair&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I remember the time where me and cheryl brought torch lights to school at night because we were afraid&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So many bittersweet memories reside within my heart..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I miss the fact that we have to part so quickly.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Perhaps, the next class that I will be in will make new memories for me, however I know that no one can every take the place of W15B and the 5nas in my heart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Although there is a need to part, but I will never say goodbye since deep in my heart, I know that someday, we will all meet again and create more wonderful memories for all of us. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/237518857241301242-5459894919275253650?l=starbearr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237518857241301242/posts/default/5459894919275253650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237518857241301242/posts/default/5459894919275253650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starbearr.blogspot.com/2010/02/i-miss-miss-miss-w15b-and-5nas.html' title=''/><author><name>grace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01861779000043143032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCMFTVSNIes/Sd3rYjsLe2I/AAAAAAAAACc/BIlSVQMqXlg/S220/cute+kitty.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-237518857241301242.post-9132319819495102915</id><published>2010-02-16T14:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-16T14:25:07.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Heys! hahas.. Its only the third day (?) of the holidays and I am already so bored.. I know I know, I need to find a job to at least make my holidays less boring but then, for now, let me savour the feeling of not having to wake up early in the morning every morning =).&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So let me touch a little on my lunar new year celebrations this year. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Normally, every year, my family (exclusive of my older brother) will reach my aunt's house the earliest since the place that we need to arrive at is at bedok. However, this year, we arrived at 6+ ? lol, even some of my aunts and cousins have already arrived. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I really dislike going to my aunt's house, since we only visited them once a year, there is always this distant feeling between myself and them. So every year, as usual, I will just sit near a corner, doing my own things, occasionally mingling with my youngest cousin, who is just absolutely adorable! Well, I admit that I did cling onto my brother too.. but then.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, my big brother introduced me to this anime called Kaiji, this anime is about mind games and is really attention grabbing. I will not spoil the main plot but then you guys should go and catch it. Trust me, you will not regret it~&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/237518857241301242-9132319819495102915?l=starbearr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237518857241301242/posts/default/9132319819495102915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237518857241301242/posts/default/9132319819495102915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starbearr.blogspot.com/2010/02/heys-hahas.html' title=''/><author><name>grace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01861779000043143032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCMFTVSNIes/Sd3rYjsLe2I/AAAAAAAAACc/BIlSVQMqXlg/S220/cute+kitty.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-237518857241301242.post-1337026088660202950</id><published>2010-01-11T17:04:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-11T17:10:28.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hahas so long never post le.. =/ &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;OMG so tired.. =(.. this few days have been plain torturous. I really cannot continue on like this.. I've got to move on.. start a brand new life.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Been so sian recently... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Reason 1: I'm still waiting for the new episodes of the animes I am watching to be released&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Reason 2: I cannot find the game I want&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Reason 3: I've finished LOZ:ST and Mario &amp;amp; Luigi rpg 3&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Reason 4: I've watched all the shows in my possession&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;... tmr is physics.. so sian dun have the mood to go... =(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;today maths the thing I still dun understand.. =( Confirm die le la.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I miss my friends.. wonder if they still rmb me.. probably not..haha... :( &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/237518857241301242-1337026088660202950?l=starbearr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237518857241301242/posts/default/1337026088660202950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237518857241301242/posts/default/1337026088660202950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starbearr.blogspot.com/2010/01/hahas-so-long-never-post-le.html' title=''/><author><name>grace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01861779000043143032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCMFTVSNIes/Sd3rYjsLe2I/AAAAAAAAACc/BIlSVQMqXlg/S220/cute+kitty.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-237518857241301242.post-5867940717260528343</id><published>2009-12-11T21:24:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-11T21:43:17.838+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just one problem.. but its taking up soo much space in my mind.. &gt;&lt;</title><content type='html'>back again.. sometimes I wonder why I even say this: Hi humans, if you remember my last post, it was just like a short sentence and now I will give a brief explanation of why is that so.. Okay, I feel stupid.. why do I even bother, I will never know.. =/&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haiz.. this few days, I've been pondering over something and as the days passes by, the fateful day becomes closer and closer.. well in actual fact.. the day which I've been trying to avoid is reaching in 3 days. That day will be sort of the last day of school.. 'cuz we will be having a 3 week holiday. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&gt;&lt;&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sometimes, I cannot stand it anymore.. I really want to confront that person.. however after that talk.. all it did was make me feel worse.. I wish that I did not have any knowledge of it.. Why did you even tell it to me?!.. are you just trying to make my heart twist into many knots?.. well then allow me to tell you this.. its working.. I'm finding it more and more difficult each day to keep my composure around you..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;ahahahas.. today at the mrt station, when the train arrived, it let out a really sharp, loud and most importantly sudden noise. Wow.. its stupid, yet funny.. hahas I remember the feeling of the shock.. &gt;&lt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I haven even done the RJ yet.. hahas its stupid la the RJ.. predictable, boring and stupid.. it does not make me interested to do it at all.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I'm really afraid as to how the matter will turn out on Monday.. will I have the courage to make it happen? Will it change to the worst possible situation? Or will I once again just run away from it.. though I understand the regret I felt when I ran away from a situation that is similar to now, I'm still considering running away.. haiz.. maybe I should talk to the others about it.. I'm feeling so lost.. so empty.. so confused.. so sad.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;WISH ME LUCK!~&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/237518857241301242-5867940717260528343?l=starbearr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237518857241301242/posts/default/5867940717260528343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237518857241301242/posts/default/5867940717260528343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starbearr.blogspot.com/2009/12/just-one-problem-but-its-taking-up-soo.html' title='Just one problem.. but its taking up soo much space in my mind.. &gt;&lt;'/><author><name>grace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01861779000043143032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCMFTVSNIes/Sd3rYjsLe2I/AAAAAAAAACc/BIlSVQMqXlg/S220/cute+kitty.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-237518857241301242.post-5626992163847899716</id><published>2009-12-07T20:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-07T20:28:46.969+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dilemma</title><content type='html'>I really don't know what I should do anymore..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/237518857241301242-5626992163847899716?l=starbearr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237518857241301242/posts/default/5626992163847899716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237518857241301242/posts/default/5626992163847899716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starbearr.blogspot.com/2009/12/dilemma.html' title='dilemma'/><author><name>grace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01861779000043143032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCMFTVSNIes/Sd3rYjsLe2I/AAAAAAAAACc/BIlSVQMqXlg/S220/cute+kitty.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-237518857241301242.post-407121397192963688</id><published>2009-11-27T19:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T19:35:35.804+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I am Bored</title><content type='html'>three cheers for public holidays! haha not going to school on a friday feels so shiok =3&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today, its so stupid. I woke up at 7 thinking that I had to go school. Then as I was getting out of my bed, I remembered that today is a public holiday. LOL so pathetic. So I went back to sleep till about 11 then woke up. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hahas I've been hooked onto pet society lately. Its just so addicting =X.. or maybe I'm just bored.. lol.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You know I've learnt to be cautious as to what I post on my blog. After all, its for all eyes to see so if I wanna say anything, I must make sure that its not something that will offend people. Recently I read my previous posts again.. hahas good times.. I really miss the past times when I was still staying at pasir ris.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/237518857241301242-407121397192963688?l=starbearr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237518857241301242/posts/default/407121397192963688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237518857241301242/posts/default/407121397192963688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starbearr.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-am-bored.html' title='I am Bored'/><author><name>grace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01861779000043143032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCMFTVSNIes/Sd3rYjsLe2I/AAAAAAAAACc/BIlSVQMqXlg/S220/cute+kitty.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-237518857241301242.post-3879821586868421168</id><published>2009-11-18T19:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T19:20:46.437+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I decided to open this blog to public again.. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok.. lifes been really sweet! My new classmates are really great and friendlier than I expected. I feel really happy when I'm with these guys as they are really a cheerful bunch. So far, I made a closer group of friends that consist of, Juani, Shimin and Chloe. Whenever I hang out with them, its like I get a feeling like they are just like my secondary school friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Juani is like Aishah, understanding and behaves like a older sister to our group.&lt;br /&gt;Chloe is like Mel, Super friendly, super hyper and you just can't hate her.&lt;br /&gt;While Shimin.. she is like the combination of shi teng and yan ting..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are still a couple of classmates that I haven worked with yet.. but I really look forward to working with them.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've deleted away ALL the messages from my tagboard and also removed away the songs.-. to start a fres-h beginning I guess... but I never delete away my previous posts.. well only some.. a I wanna preserve this memory..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna go watch the movie 2012.. anybody interested..?&lt;br /&gt;Lifes been super boring =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/237518857241301242-3879821586868421168?l=starbearr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237518857241301242/posts/default/3879821586868421168'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237518857241301242/posts/default/3879821586868421168'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starbearr.blogspot.com/2009/11/i-decided-to-open-this-blog-to-public.html' title=''/><author><name>grace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01861779000043143032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCMFTVSNIes/Sd3rYjsLe2I/AAAAAAAAACc/BIlSVQMqXlg/S220/cute+kitty.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-237518857241301242.post-3676937191830051775</id><published>2009-10-28T23:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T23:11:40.529+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rants</title><content type='html'>today I chat with this super annoying guy.. at first i thought that he is still okay but then as we chat he is like, 'up to you' and keep having the =) emo.. its damn irritating.. I feel like saying, can you keep your mouth shut.. sheesh.. I should buy a diary and write everything inside instead of posting though.. dangerous o-0 ..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/237518857241301242-3676937191830051775?l=starbearr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237518857241301242/posts/default/3676937191830051775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237518857241301242/posts/default/3676937191830051775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starbearr.blogspot.com/2009/10/rants.html' title='Rants'/><author><name>grace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01861779000043143032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCMFTVSNIes/Sd3rYjsLe2I/AAAAAAAAACc/BIlSVQMqXlg/S220/cute+kitty.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-237518857241301242.post-4705982108427471299</id><published>2009-10-27T22:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T22:16:24.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nothing to do..</title><content type='html'>*yawn*.. so tired.. but i dun wanna sleep yet.. this few days is like so .. dots.. everyone is like very sian like that... haha i'm also included..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tomorrow got kranji arts festival.. sian i dun know if i should go or not.. i dun wanna skip school cuz tmr is cognitive II, its one of the more fun modules.. but i also dun wanna miss the chance to go to kranji.. sian.. but eventually, i think i will still go to school.. dun know why.. although kranji secondary school takes up a better postion in my heart compared to rp.. sian i'm just ranting...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but I'm certainly looking forward to thursday cuz we will be going to the lab :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways currently i'm watching 4 animes.. lol&lt;br /&gt;- Soul Eater ep 13&lt;br /&gt;- Hitman reborn ep 156&lt;br /&gt;- Naruto ep 10 (0.0)&lt;br /&gt;- One piece ep 204&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today I went to lot 1.. and guess who I saw.. I saw our physic teacher miss lim and 5A's chinese teacher 陈老师 hahas such a pleasant surprise.. today at comics connection i saw some D.Gray man stuff.. but then none of them are nice (to me) I wanna find something related to timcampy =D hahas..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dunno what else I should type le so lets just leave it at that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/237518857241301242-4705982108427471299?l=starbearr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237518857241301242/posts/default/4705982108427471299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237518857241301242/posts/default/4705982108427471299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starbearr.blogspot.com/2009/10/nothing-to-do.html' title='nothing to do..'/><author><name>grace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01861779000043143032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCMFTVSNIes/Sd3rYjsLe2I/AAAAAAAAACc/BIlSVQMqXlg/S220/cute+kitty.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-237518857241301242.post-2199719387545601146</id><published>2009-10-23T09:39:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-18T19:23:46.908+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sians I very long never post le right.... haha so sians...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I very tired lehs so pathetic in class like keep yawning and like...&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha... so sad my game's save data got lost and now I have to replay the whole game again! SAD :(.. haiz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next thurs can finally go lab le.. hahas so happy can finally try out some experiments le.. and my group members and super fun to be with too.. hahas...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dun really have anything to post le.. so perhaps if I still have an interest to then I will start posting again..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/237518857241301242-2199719387545601146?l=starbearr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237518857241301242/posts/default/2199719387545601146'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237518857241301242/posts/default/2199719387545601146'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starbearr.blogspot.com/2009/10/sians-i-very-long-never-psot-le-right.html' title=''/><author><name>grace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01861779000043143032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCMFTVSNIes/Sd3rYjsLe2I/AAAAAAAAACc/BIlSVQMqXlg/S220/cute+kitty.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-237518857241301242.post-5495583683391413729</id><published>2009-06-08T18:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T18:34:27.221+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Just finish watching Vampire Knights Season I &amp;amp; II, nice nice haha =) Hope that they make a third season one...&lt;br /&gt;anyway, my computer mouse spoilt le.. sometimes can work and sometimes cannot =( sian sian.. and my computer a bit weird weird der.. cuz when I download files that need extracting, it will always fail.. -.-.. so sian.. I dun wanna risk getting virus to my laptop so I dun wanna use it to download the files.. anybody knows how to solve the problem? Its so very frustrating to be unable to download files..&lt;br /&gt;So sian.. tmr is my 18th birthday but I cannot celebrate it with my friends =(.. reason, is that tmr I got to go to some where very important and have to spend quite a long amount of time there.. can't believe it!.. why must I go tmr why not on other days?.. but well too bad, if I dun go tmr, it might be too late to go already.. so cannot help it..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/237518857241301242-5495583683391413729?l=starbearr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237518857241301242/posts/default/5495583683391413729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237518857241301242/posts/default/5495583683391413729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starbearr.blogspot.com/2009/06/just-finish-watching-vampire-knights.html' title=''/><author><name>grace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01861779000043143032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCMFTVSNIes/Sd3rYjsLe2I/AAAAAAAAACc/BIlSVQMqXlg/S220/cute+kitty.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-237518857241301242.post-2291122811290987369</id><published>2009-06-06T14:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T14:22:31.498+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ahh~... At the first few days of the holiday I still rather miss going to school.. but now, I dun even wanna go back to school le.. haha.. been really busy lately.. I am looking forward to Augest and September for this year cuz the movies and games that I wanna watch and get is coming out in that two months.. so sian.. another one of my memory card spoilt again.. =.= so very de sian... I only use that card for a few months and thanks to my carlessness, it broke.. not literally but it really broke.. 0.0 I have been suffering from flu lately.. haha maybe its H1N1?.. you will never know right..? haha... ;D.. I haven been using the computer lately.. sick of it le... ,_, as I said before maybe I will close this blog.. not delete but stop posting, stop updating.. stop doing anything related to it.. '(00,)'&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;Y.G.S.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/237518857241301242-2291122811290987369?l=starbearr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237518857241301242/posts/default/2291122811290987369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237518857241301242/posts/default/2291122811290987369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starbearr.blogspot.com/2009/06/ahh.html' title=''/><author><name>grace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01861779000043143032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCMFTVSNIes/Sd3rYjsLe2I/AAAAAAAAACc/BIlSVQMqXlg/S220/cute+kitty.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-237518857241301242.post-2062320795382183192</id><published>2009-05-29T20:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T20:48:46.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yay finally got an A for communications =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="iContent"&gt;This was a good RJ. You’ve managed to put your ideas across clearly, and give specific examples to back them up. Well done!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I noticed that you continued to participate in the class discussion this week. Well done!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You also performed well during your team’s presentation, where you were able to explain some rather complicated ideas. This is a massive improvement over how you did in week 1. Did you realise how much you’ve improved?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For a big personal improvement, you’ve earned an A! Congratulations!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahahaha.. so happy =) and also finally its the holidays =) yay... =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today our maths facci brought us to the 10th floor for lunch... wa.. the atmosphere got spoiled by all of us lol.. hahaz but I think that thats good cuz if it is too quiet then also not very fun right..? LOL.. today when I was on my way home right, at the yt mrt station there got one monk approach me and say that I my forehead very black, very unlucky if not careful will die or get injured... -.- ... dot dot dot..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really really need to buy a new earpiece le.. hahaha dat time I went to browse through some and then did not buy any, but now no choice have to buy le cuz my earpiece spoil already =(.. sian sian.. use for 1 year like that only spoilt liao... =.= .....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SCIENCE UT IS TOO DIFFICULT TO BE COMPRHEND!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;..... when I look at the qns I was like.. die liao *.* ... =( sian =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was like packing through my things yesterday when I found a old sudoku book lol.. haha inside it I write alot of things (not numbers only).. and draw lots of rubbish.. ahahaha... bittersweet memories.. =S.. I wonder why I dun have a habit of keeping a diary.. ahahaha.. I tried keeping a diary before.. but then a few weeks later I stop writing inside it le.. maybe I should try again.. If i have a diary.. I think it will be chocked full of pictures, drawings and inspirational writings lol... maybe I'll give it a try...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if I keep a diary I will probably not update my blog so frequently le.. maybe I may even stop posting and just leave my blog to rot.. hahaha.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol I am trying out my laptop's bluetooth 蓝牙 nice it worked... =) see.. these are some of the pictures I drew.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cCMFTVSNIes/Sh_Zd8_lLtI/AAAAAAAAAIU/Yd8QnQTV4Io/s1600-h/DSC00047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cCMFTVSNIes/Sh_Zd8_lLtI/AAAAAAAAAIU/Yd8QnQTV4Io/s320/DSC00047.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341226791696936658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cCMFTVSNIes/Sh_Zdx6eTgI/AAAAAAAAAIM/7O3slLvni-8/s1600-h/DSC00046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cCMFTVSNIes/Sh_Zdx6eTgI/AAAAAAAAAIM/7O3slLvni-8/s320/DSC00046.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5341226788722724354" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/237518857241301242-2062320795382183192?l=starbearr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237518857241301242/posts/default/2062320795382183192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237518857241301242/posts/default/2062320795382183192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starbearr.blogspot.com/2009/05/yay-finally-got-a-for-communications.html' title=''/><author><name>grace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01861779000043143032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCMFTVSNIes/Sd3rYjsLe2I/AAAAAAAAACc/BIlSVQMqXlg/S220/cute+kitty.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cCMFTVSNIes/Sh_Zd8_lLtI/AAAAAAAAAIU/Yd8QnQTV4Io/s72-c/DSC00047.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-237518857241301242.post-8790344017611853251</id><published>2009-05-27T18:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T18:29:20.935+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sian sian.. I have been too lazy to update my songs.. hahaha.. today is enterprise, initially I dread it.. but then it turned out to be quite enjoyable too.. lol..&lt;br /&gt;anyway, the harvest moon game I have been waiting for is finally going to reach the U.S.. at first I tot they will not release it.. but they did.. haha...&lt;br /&gt;only 12 days more to my 18th bdae.. but I feel dat nobody cares about it.. sian sian....-_-" lalala~ been so sian... ahhahaha.. anyway.. yesterday I rubbed my injured ankle, and then it is like swell up... ==... lol it hurts..=( ... I feel like super random.. haha nothing to write der... sian I wonder if it will rain tonight.. will tomorrow science be on biology? I WANT BIO..! so far only ONE bio science lesson.. &gt;&lt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been playing pokemon platnium recently.. hahaha I chose the fire pokemon as my starter pokemon and now it is already lvl 40+ hahaha... super pokemon training.. +.+ but my other pokemon only like lvl 20+ hahaha biasness, I only wanna train my starter pokemon... lalala~ bored bored bored.. sian sian sian.. I kind of feel that my blog is not mine anymore... I feel that it is someone elses.. I feel a bit distant when posting... maybe I create a new blog? or maybe I put a password on this blog? or maybe I write a diary?... nah... this blog is fine... for now..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/237518857241301242-8790344017611853251?l=starbearr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237518857241301242/posts/default/8790344017611853251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237518857241301242/posts/default/8790344017611853251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starbearr.blogspot.com/2009/05/sian-sian.html' title=''/><author><name>grace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01861779000043143032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCMFTVSNIes/Sd3rYjsLe2I/AAAAAAAAACc/BIlSVQMqXlg/S220/cute+kitty.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-237518857241301242.post-8386531166282026918</id><published>2009-05-25T19:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T19:23:10.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>oh man.. it is so sianz today..&lt;br /&gt;When I climbing the stairs down this morning, I did not watch where I was going and then I trip and slightly sprained my ankle.. now, it still hurts a little but mostly, I can feel that my ankle there is like sightly numb.. -0.0- and then in the mrt right, when the mrt stopping, because it stop rather suddenly,&lt;br /&gt;- Lady pushes me, I fall&lt;br /&gt;- Lady falls on my injured leg&lt;br /&gt;- :'(&lt;br /&gt;Am I just plain unlucky or this is retribution?.. I hope that it isnt the latter, if not...*glup*&lt;br /&gt;I really dun wish to say anything else about the argument anymore, cuz I am a person who is not good with words, so I am afraid that I might aggravate the situation.. so yeah best is to talk and think of other things..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maths UT tmr... =X DIE.. sianz sianz sianz...... maths is a subject that I..=.=" at it... well by hook or by crook I got to take the UT.. so wish me luck.. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/237518857241301242-8386531166282026918?l=starbearr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237518857241301242/posts/default/8386531166282026918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237518857241301242/posts/default/8386531166282026918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starbearr.blogspot.com/2009/05/oh-man.html' title=''/><author><name>grace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01861779000043143032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCMFTVSNIes/Sd3rYjsLe2I/AAAAAAAAACc/BIlSVQMqXlg/S220/cute+kitty.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-237518857241301242.post-7649496789287855773</id><published>2009-05-20T05:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-20T05:12:45.273+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Finally completed my studying for the cognitive..! If i knew I will finish so early, then I wish that I woke up at 5 instead of 4.18am.. so tired, and sianz, and irritated (cuz headache).. god.. I still have to read the pre-class reading =(((((... forget it, no use lamenting about it anymore.. yesterday night I already sort of slack already so today gotta work harder to get back the knowleadge that I have lost due to my lack of studying yesterday..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*yawn*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So tired... I wanna fall asleep anytime le.. but still, I am not allowed to sleep due I finish reading the 7 LONG articles in the pre-class reading -.-".. lol maybe later in class fall asleep *.* Isnt that like WORSE?! hahaz nvm time to get back to reading..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/237518857241301242-7649496789287855773?l=starbearr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237518857241301242/posts/default/7649496789287855773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237518857241301242/posts/default/7649496789287855773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starbearr.blogspot.com/2009/05/finally-completed-my-studying-for.html' title=''/><author><name>grace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01861779000043143032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCMFTVSNIes/Sd3rYjsLe2I/AAAAAAAAACc/BIlSVQMqXlg/S220/cute+kitty.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-237518857241301242.post-6733141486283081183</id><published>2009-05-19T21:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-19T21:47:22.342+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>happy times........&lt;br /&gt;hahaha i never knew the power of telling people abt my problems is so powerful..&lt;br /&gt;I dun know that the most important thing is to be myself.. ever since I have been acting myself, I felt much happier... and my classmates also accepted me for who I am.. hahaz so glad that I do not have to keep on pretending to be somebody who is foreign to me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmr got UT.. die... I got no motivation to study........ HOW?! @.@... =S and still got the pre-class reading to read......... WHY... lol the truth is instead of complaining, I should use this time to revise or get some sleep to wake up super early tmr morning to study.... I think I shd wake up early instead of burning midnight oil cuz the brain will absorb more information this way...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;U.T = Understanding Tests&lt;br /&gt;D.U.T = Don't Understand Tests '-'&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/237518857241301242-6733141486283081183?l=starbearr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237518857241301242/posts/default/6733141486283081183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237518857241301242/posts/default/6733141486283081183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starbearr.blogspot.com/2009/05/happy-times.html' title=''/><author><name>grace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01861779000043143032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCMFTVSNIes/Sd3rYjsLe2I/AAAAAAAAACc/BIlSVQMqXlg/S220/cute+kitty.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-237518857241301242.post-1359801945677642709</id><published>2009-05-17T17:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T17:10:34.661+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/SeW7PK2z8yM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/SeW7PK2z8yM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;miss the days in Kranji for some reasons....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/237518857241301242-1359801945677642709?l=starbearr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237518857241301242/posts/default/1359801945677642709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237518857241301242/posts/default/1359801945677642709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starbearr.blogspot.com/2009/05/miss-days-in-kranji-for-some-reasons.html' title=''/><author><name>grace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01861779000043143032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCMFTVSNIes/Sd3rYjsLe2I/AAAAAAAAACc/BIlSVQMqXlg/S220/cute+kitty.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-237518857241301242.post-3881687993598198736</id><published>2009-05-17T11:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T12:06:36.163+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>... whats wrong with me... sometimes I can no longer think clearly... sometimes I feel as if my existence in this world is just meaningless... sometimes I just feel like dying..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just now, when I looked out of the window, I felt like jumping down and ending everything... sometimes I thought of using a knife to stab myself.. sometimes I just wish that somebody will listen to me... sometimes I wish that I do not need to put on a smiley face mask to school and let everybody think that I am happy... sometimes I dun even know what I am doing here.. sometimes I just.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hate it.. why do I have to pretend to be strong.. why cant I just find a person to relate my story to... why cant I let people know that sometimes I do feel weak, I do feel vulnerable too, I too need a shoulder to cry on..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes I feel so envious.. so jealous of people with a happy family, but then later I tell myself that next time.. they too will be unhappy.. I feel so guilty for thinking such bad thoughts.. I should be happy for them.. for people who are truly happy.. for people who have people that cares about them..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...perhaps I am just better off not existing in this world..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/237518857241301242-3881687993598198736?l=starbearr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237518857241301242/posts/default/3881687993598198736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237518857241301242/posts/default/3881687993598198736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starbearr.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post_17.html' title=''/><author><name>grace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01861779000043143032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCMFTVSNIes/Sd3rYjsLe2I/AAAAAAAAACc/BIlSVQMqXlg/S220/cute+kitty.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-237518857241301242.post-5244276180518631767</id><published>2009-05-16T14:22:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T14:52:44.611+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cCMFTVSNIes/Sg5eWdylw8I/AAAAAAAAAIE/1vJsgf5U5L8/s1600-h/Untitled.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 228px; height: 224px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cCMFTVSNIes/Sg5eWdylw8I/AAAAAAAAAIE/1vJsgf5U5L8/s320/Untitled.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5336306348527567810" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=(   :(   )=   ):   =X   X.X   =/   T-T   +.+   &gt;_&lt;   :'(   *_*   &gt;&lt;   =S   =X &lt;div&gt;&lt;-------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Haiz.. I thought that I can start a fresh beginning.. I thought that perhaps I can just mix in with the others, as one big happy family.. but no matter how I tried, I still feel like a outcast... I know that my classmates genuinely wants me to be friends with them... to accept them... but still.. I dun know why but I feel so distant.. I feel as if I will never be part of their family.. I.. =(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sometimes.. even when surrounded by friends, I still feel so unwanted.. I feel as if they are just being nice.. as if they just dun want to reject me.. I tried to convince myself many many times that they are not this kind of people but still.. I get this feeling so very often.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I feel so fake.. as if, just to mix in with the crowd, I am not being myself.. I dun even recognise myself anymore... I dun understand what I am doing, and why am I doing this... I hate this life.. I hate myself for being so weak.. for being able to lose myself just for others...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;You know, sometimes,  I still place a protective barrier around myself.. I just feel so unsecure.. sometimes I just wanna run away to a place where nobody knows me.. where I can just be alone.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I know it will be harsh, but I will do whatever it takes to get myself back... even if it means being alone once again...  I know that I will be happier this way.. I dun wanna be like a king's jester, doing whatever it takes just to please the king.. I wanna be somebody who I can proudly say that I did not let myself down, somebody who I know will always be me.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On monday, it is the start of a new week, changing teams again, it sucks.. =( but perhaps I will get a team which has great people like Lijing and Samuel... but the chances are low.. cuz they were in my cognitive group already... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wonder what must I do to be truly happy again..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style=" ;font-family:'Times New Roman';"&gt;&lt;div style="border-top-width: 0px; border-right-width: 0px; border-bottom-width: 0px; border-left-width: 0px; border-style: initial; border-color: initial; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: 0px; margin-bottom: 0px; margin-left: 0px; padding-top: 3px; padding-right: 3px; padding-bottom: 3px; padding-left: 3px; width: auto; font: normal normal normal 100%/normal Georgia, serif; text-align: left; "&gt;                       =(   :(   )=   ):   =X   X.X   =/   T-T   +.+   &gt;_&lt;   :'(   *_*   &gt;&lt;   =S   =X    &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&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/237518857241301242-5244276180518631767?l=starbearr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237518857241301242/posts/default/5244276180518631767'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237518857241301242/posts/default/5244276180518631767'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starbearr.blogspot.com/2009/05/x-x.html' title=''/><author><name>grace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01861779000043143032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCMFTVSNIes/Sd3rYjsLe2I/AAAAAAAAACc/BIlSVQMqXlg/S220/cute+kitty.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cCMFTVSNIes/Sg5eWdylw8I/AAAAAAAAAIE/1vJsgf5U5L8/s72-c/Untitled.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-237518857241301242.post-4486422650185082965</id><published>2009-05-15T18:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T18:28:47.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>... its just so sick... for math.. I was really hoping that I will neither get Hui Min nor Ryman but.. but my team got Ryman........... =(... okay.. at first I was like not mean to him der... cuz at first he proposed using ratio to solve the problem and so I asked him to try it out.. but then he though that I was critizing him or something like that and then he like 不爽 like that.. so I was like thinking.. Hey I wanna give you a chance to work and contribute to the team.. but then he is unwilling to... dotz.. I know it will be difficult to change him... and also he smokes... its so sick okay.. he smoke already then come back class and because I am sitting near him so I can smell the cigarette smell.. I breathe till my head hurts so very much... dotz... I really dislike smokers... ALOT... smoking is such a inconsiderate thing to do.. not only does it harm yourself, but it harms others too ( second hand and third hand smoke )... =/ but still I will not give up... although I dislike his character, I will try to change him to be a more likeable person... note I said TRY okay... so yah dun expect too much...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-=-=-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna watch movie with my classmates tmr..! I dun wanna go nxt week cuz I am going fishing...yay fishing...! hahaz but yah lets watch movie tgt!....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/237518857241301242-4486422650185082965?l=starbearr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237518857241301242/posts/default/4486422650185082965'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237518857241301242/posts/default/4486422650185082965'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starbearr.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post_15.html' title=''/><author><name>grace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01861779000043143032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCMFTVSNIes/Sd3rYjsLe2I/AAAAAAAAACc/BIlSVQMqXlg/S220/cute+kitty.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-237518857241301242.post-6035958957968702984</id><published>2009-05-14T18:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T18:27:13.462+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yesterday, we had the UT dry run... I was really terrible in it, neither could I finish all the questions, nor do I know how to do many of the questions... it was just pathetic... next week is the start of the UT, I relly hope that I can do better during the actual UT...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tomorrow, for maths we will be changing teams... and yah, for all the subjects, the teams will be changed.. I hope that for my maths team, I can still have wither Terence or Bi Ke in my team cuz they are really good at maths..! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I wonder who will be my new teammates, will most of them be people who I have worked with before or not?.. If it is people who I have never grouped with before, then what are they like? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;In a team, I feel that the most important thing is to have a balance of seriousness and fun.. I feel that my class are really kind of relax.. which makes me feel that I dun belong there.. but still my class people are good people... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sianz, i wanna go to the science centre... but nobody wanna go with me T-T.. I only went to the science center like 3 or 4 times, usually is the school want us to go der.. and I really like the science centre.. but I dun think others percieve it the same way as I do.. hey! the science centre is really a wonderous place... you can learn so much there and it is also a fun place to be at... seriously.. the science centre is NOT boring! =/ ..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I never watched a single movie this year... the last time I watched a movie was last year.. sianz.. I wanna watch some movies... one of them have captured my eye, Night at the Museum 2.. hahaz.. I did not manage to catch the first one.. cuz I was too busy studying and such and when my teacher played it at the library last year, I was so busy that I missed it... =( Haiz.. but it is okay.. I suppose.. I can just buy the disk.. anyway.. I hope that somebody will watch Night at the Museum 2 with me when it is released on 22nd May..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/237518857241301242-6035958957968702984?l=starbearr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237518857241301242/posts/default/6035958957968702984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237518857241301242/posts/default/6035958957968702984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starbearr.blogspot.com/2009/05/yesterday-we-had-ut-dry-run.html' title=''/><author><name>grace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01861779000043143032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCMFTVSNIes/Sd3rYjsLe2I/AAAAAAAAACc/BIlSVQMqXlg/S220/cute+kitty.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-237518857241301242.post-2193668477934397780</id><published>2009-05-09T15:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-09T16:11:58.917+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey its me.. I have got something impt to type on today but that can wait for later, cuz it is going to be the climax of my post.. &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am so glad... so glad that monday we gotta go school... why?... lets just say I prefer spending time with my &lt;s&gt;classmates&lt;/s&gt;.. I mean with my FRIENDS.. yes you dun have to rub your eyes wondering if you are seeing things... I mean it, I do treat them as friends.. but now the hardest part about it is to really think through some things...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;FRIENDS - Having them means you are exposing yourself to hurt, unhappiness, betrayal, and so much more... but then again, having friends also means that you are allowing yourself to be happy.. okay.. perhaps I might still be trying to convince myself that.. but the most impt thing is that now, I have given myself a chance.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Hahaz.. although on thurs, I keep on saying that I wanna change my sci group, the truth is, I dun mean it.. I really like my team members.. I appreciate them and their uniqueness.. seriously.. I mean it.. everybody is unique right.. hahaz... but i know it is unadvoidable.. soon, we will all change teams.. but still, I hold some hope that most of my team members will stay with me in the same team.. the reason why i say most instead of all is because I know that nothing is perfect, you cannot have everything in this world.. so yah.. you get the picture..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;On thurs, I will not say the reason and although you told me not to but still, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;THANKS SO MUCH SAMUEL, PERHAPS YOU MIGHT NEVER UNDERSTAND IT BUT YOUR WORDS, EVERY SINGLE ONE OF THEM IS REALLY REALLY MEANINGFUL TO ME... YOU REALLY GAVE ME HOPE.. THANK YOU, I WILL NEVER EVER FORGET WHAT YOU HAVE DONE TO HELP ME..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;So now, for the climax.. as you all know, today I went to collect my report from the doctor... It was terrible, the suspense almost killed me... besides that I was not feeling too good today.. and sitting in a stuffy room waiting for the doctor to hand me my report did not help.. you know, I was really afraid to look at the report.. I did not wanna look at it, I wish that I can just throw it into the rubbish bin.. but if I did that then I will never know the result right... so yah... I looked at it already, and.. I... I am one of the luckest people in the world.. cuz the report said that my nerves were already strengthing to a point that it might be as strong as a normal's person nerve at the eye.. hahaha.. I dun know what to say.. I am like so happy.. so so happy that I cannot put my happiness down in words.. at first, I really wanted to find somebody to share my joy with me, but it is at that point when I felt so.. alone.. I felt like there is nobody in this world who truly cares about me... I felt so lost, so miserable, so lonely...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/237518857241301242-2193668477934397780?l=starbearr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237518857241301242/posts/default/2193668477934397780'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237518857241301242/posts/default/2193668477934397780'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starbearr.blogspot.com/2009/05/hey-its-me.html' title=''/><author><name>grace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01861779000043143032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCMFTVSNIes/Sd3rYjsLe2I/AAAAAAAAACc/BIlSVQMqXlg/S220/cute+kitty.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-237518857241301242.post-6188405358238562948</id><published>2009-05-08T17:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T18:09:19.678+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey... I was just using Google to check out why my face turns beet red when the weather is warm, they said that it is either I have fair skin or... something like the blood vessels very close to the face... sianz and no cure der... wonder why I let this thing bother me... &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;anyway, it is 1day and 1mth more to my bdae.. I am like so unprepared... I definately need help... I need someone to help me out with the planning. guest list, activity sheet and all that stuff... o.o For the chalet, I dun know if 2 days 1 night or 3 days 2 nights is better... suggestions anyone? and the guest list too... I definately need to start preparing now... oh yeah! I almost forgot, I need to check why the sky is blue... 0.0 ...... ROYGBIV Red light has a high refractive index compared to blue light... oh.. I get it!... Simple simple =) hahaz anyway, next week got mock UT - Understanding Test, sian sian... and nxt math lesson we will be changing teams... =/ I hope that I get Terence in my team again... hahaz cuz he is a genius in maths... lol so yah.. I gotta go to the doc tmr to check out my eye's nerve to see if stable anot... I really really really hope that tmr will be the last time I need to see Dr Cheng.. I have been his patient for like so many years.. hahaz but he ever told me that when I am older, about now my age, there is a 50/50 chance that my nerves may strengthen so that I will not have the danger of going blind ever again... Hope so bah... actually tmr I just gotta collect the report........ So afraid that I might see a result that I dread........ Wish me luck alright.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/237518857241301242-6188405358238562948?l=starbearr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237518857241301242/posts/default/6188405358238562948'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237518857241301242/posts/default/6188405358238562948'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starbearr.blogspot.com/2009/05/hey.html' title=''/><author><name>grace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01861779000043143032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCMFTVSNIes/Sd3rYjsLe2I/AAAAAAAAACc/BIlSVQMqXlg/S220/cute+kitty.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-237518857241301242.post-5178962918856593982</id><published>2009-05-06T19:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T20:16:36.902+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sianz... tmr is my favourite subject science.. but why? why must HUI MIN be in my group?!... =( haiz.. she better work hard tmr.. or else.. or else I.. um.. when I have a idea then I will say it... but the most impt is, she better be serious.. cuz if she isn't, I will most definately not work with her.. stupid HUI MIN... -.- .. I like EVERYBODY in my class except for her.. hmph! &gt;=(&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-=-=-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Sianz I am sooo very busy... I just finished my density notes when Lijing told me that tmr for science, her fren told her it will be displacement.. So now i was thinking of preparing some notes on displacement... so why am I even here blogging?.. dun ask me I dun know too... so yeah.. displacement... =/ hmm.. i hope that it is not displacement... i really like density =) its fun.. hahaz and it is one of the phy topics that i am stronger at.. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-=-=-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday i finally went to check my RP mail.. lol i got 400+ unread messages... lol and the oldest one is in March.. lol... so i scan through a few then like no mood to see it le so just deleted everything except for mails related to sas.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-=-=-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Yesterday or the day before yesterday, i saw one of my old friends... hahaz from yew tee pri de.. he really never changed at all... comparing primary school pics to now, his looks are all the same.. lol... but if he change his looks than i will not know its him.. lol .. he went to NYP.. the IT course... hmm IT.. to me, its sooo very sianz... lol... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-=-=-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today, really quite a good day... cuz after school, i walked with Samuel for a short distance then Clement joined us.. den afterwards, Samuel went to wait for his friends and so Clement and I walked to the MRT station together... second time I dun need to walk alone.. =) I did not really communicate with Clement before.. but after talking and listening to him, I found out that he is a really nice person hahaz... You know, people often say that I am naive.. although I had a really bad childhood, I am still so naive... why? I dun understand either... hahaz.. the reason why I mentioned that I am naive is because to me, everybody is really good people... ( well except for HUI MIN ) Perhaps in my life, there are more good people compared to bad people.. but is that a bad thing? ..anyway, Clement and I parted at the station and I went to wait for the train right... den after waiting for a few minutes?.. Samuel and his friends also reached the MRT station.. hahaz.. so when taking the train, i was also not alone.. hahaz that is a good thing.. =) cuz i am always so lonely when walking alone and taking the train alone....... hahaz Samuel's friends are really nice people, hahaz one of them is really quiet, and the other one is really bubbly =).. they are really friendly.. hahaz.. I wonder what they think of me.. am I a good or bad person in their eyes..? .. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-=-=-&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I am learning to fully trust people... cuz at some point of times, I really can doubt even the closest friends of mine... I know thats really bad.. so I am trying my best to change.. wish me luck kays =)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/237518857241301242-5178962918856593982?l=starbearr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237518857241301242/posts/default/5178962918856593982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237518857241301242/posts/default/5178962918856593982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starbearr.blogspot.com/2009/05/sianz.html' title=''/><author><name>grace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01861779000043143032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCMFTVSNIes/Sd3rYjsLe2I/AAAAAAAAACc/BIlSVQMqXlg/S220/cute+kitty.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-237518857241301242.post-7700241746207354251</id><published>2009-05-05T17:47:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T20:51:41.044+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;HAPPY&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 204, 255);"&gt;18TH&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 255);"&gt;BIRTHDAY&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;NABILAH&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);"&gt;!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay happy always okay... =) anyways, this few days and weeks I have been posting very oftenly.. its either bcuz i am too bored or i have lots of things to say... anyway, my parents are sponsoring for the chalet.. yay =) hahaz.. I really wanna go Pasir Ris.. back to my home town... lol I rmb last time i stay super near to the chalet der.. hahaz.... but the place probably changed already.. since the last time i went was like 6-7 years ago... lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-=-=-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i wasn't feeling very well... i got a really bad headache... it was like i am knocking my head on the wall kind of pain... luckily Arfah got panadol.. Thx so much for it =) At first, I was thinking of leaving the school earlier.. but then bcuz of the magical powers of panadol, lol i dun even know what i am typing.. but yeah although i was still under attack from the headache monsters, i felt really better so i decided not i go home earlier... seriously what am i typing... lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-=-=-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday i quarreled with my brother.. me and my second brother share a room... i know that people often say that guys and girls should sleep in seperate bedrooms but yeah my house is small alright.. so anyway yesterday i was already feeling a little unwell and i wanted to sleep earlier... but my brother did not want to.. cuz he wanted to play WOW - World of Warcraft.. seriously.. i should not have agreed to place the computer in our bedroom.. dotz... but he is really bad.. i am not saying that he should stop playing or anything like that... what i want him to do is just to go to my oldest brother bedroom to use his computer, cuz my oldest brother is not in singapore at the moment... and now, cuz my mum complained to my dad, my brother treats me like a enemy... i really dun know what to say to that...=/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-=-=-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hui Min decided to show up for class again today...... seriously whats her problem... i mean how can she go or not go to school as she pleases... i really cannot understand her and i am not intending to anyway.... i feel that she is quite irresponsible.. well.. that ARE many different personalities of people in this world afterall....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-=-=-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, i found my f&amp;amp;n coursework A.. lol i spemd my whole night reading my research and decision making all over again... i really miss secondary school life.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-=-=-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.... dotz i cannot remember what i wanna type... lol x.x .. ehhs..... OH YEAH!! i remember le.. today my group only had 3 people... lol cuz one did not come to school and one left earlier cuz he was feeling not too good.. anyway, it was like kinda pathetic lol... but then today Terence really helped us out, ALOT.. lol =) During the presentation... at my slide, i really panicked cuz my notes disappeared... lol but still i have to remember some points.... phew... and today when doing the worksheet that time, cuz i was supposed to do qn 3, den i did it already right.. den i saved it to send it to Terence, cuz he is the scribe for today, but den when i re-opened it, all.. and i mean ALL my answers were gone.. stupid right.. den i had to rush out another set of answers.. den after that i saved again right and when i opened it again, all the answers gone again... and no, i did not click the wrong button.. seriously i think my microsoft word document  dun like me... dotz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;look.. this is what i cooked for last yrs f&amp;amp;n practical.. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cCMFTVSNIes/SgAmfcmqsYI/AAAAAAAAAH0/UjIZcym-Ckk/s1600-h/My+dishes.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cCMFTVSNIes/SgAmfcmqsYI/AAAAAAAAAH0/UjIZcym-Ckk/s320/My+dishes.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332304280502841730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;appetising?... lol if i nv rmb wrongly, i got 18 marks of it... hmm not bad right?...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/237518857241301242-7700241746207354251?l=starbearr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237518857241301242/posts/default/7700241746207354251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237518857241301242/posts/default/7700241746207354251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starbearr.blogspot.com/2009/05/happy-18th-birthday-nabilah-stay-happy.html' title=''/><author><name>grace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01861779000043143032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCMFTVSNIes/Sd3rYjsLe2I/AAAAAAAAACc/BIlSVQMqXlg/S220/cute+kitty.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cCMFTVSNIes/SgAmfcmqsYI/AAAAAAAAAH0/UjIZcym-Ckk/s72-c/My+dishes.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-237518857241301242.post-8048366722114939736</id><published>2009-05-03T11:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T12:15:22.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi =)... hmm i dun noe why but i feel as if my parents are like.. caring for me?.. okay people who read this should be thinking right now, 'Which parent/s on the earth will not care for their child' but in my case it is different.. you see, my parents I know that they do love me but then many many times, they dun care about me, about how I feel and everything that revolves over me.. ever since I got a good O'level result, I feel as if the way that they treat me is different, although it is not in a bad way but still, I dun like the attention that I am getting, now people must be thinking, 'Why shouldn't you be happy that your parents are showering concerns over you, you should be happy right..' WRONG, its totally wrong...... I feel very pressurized by their actions and trust me, I dun really handle pressure very well.. an example is, when i was taking my prelims, they gave me so much stress, my english teacher everyday also say that our class confirm go ITE blah blah blah and my class mentors are like putting so much pressure on me, asking me to go take tution.. I HATE TUTION.. no reasons why but everytime I get tution, my results instead of improving, gets worser.................... dotz... in the end, for my first and second prelims.. I failed, badly.. thats why everybody treated me like a hopeless case, my parents were like saying that if I fail, they will not allow me to continue studying anymore, its really pressurizing, but after they saw my prelim marks they were like........... nothing to say...... they just left me by myself......... and bcuz they stopped pressurizing me, my results improved, drastically... that time during CNY, I learnt that my cousin got 14 points for L1R4, which is real good but cuz he got tution, my aunt and uncle was like they suddenly treated me like a threat to their son......................... dotz.......... at first i thought that it is all over..... but now, my parents are putting even more pressure on me.. now even my aunts and uncles are putting pressure on me and my cousin... cuz my cousin studied express stream and now he in studying in temasak poly.. so 3 yrs later during CNY, they are definately going to compare my and my cousin's result........... I dun understand it......... why must they compare......... everybody is different, we dun work the same way as others....... so why..... haiz.... I guess this is a question that I will never have an answer for........&lt;br /&gt;-=-=-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright.... tmr need to bring thermometer...... sianz..........  fortunately i already hunted it down... so  dun have to worry bout it =).........&lt;br /&gt;-=-=-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for my bdae party thingy, my parents say they wanna help me book a chalet.. but it is at my old hometown Pasir Ris... personally, I will not mind going there but I need to consider about the others... for most of them, including myself, it is like taking the train from the west all the way to the east... pasir ris... both sweet and bitter memories are contained there... frankly, I dun even know if I have the courage to return back there, and lets just leave it at that.........&lt;br /&gt;-=-=-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol super long post =) truth is I only wanted to post a few pictures of my dinner yesterday, but in the end... lol ... alright i am going to end the post with the pictures =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cCMFTVSNIes/Sf0ZHVH-REI/AAAAAAAAAHM/YJRNbUlHiOA/s1600-h/DSC00036.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cCMFTVSNIes/Sf0ZHVH-REI/AAAAAAAAAHM/YJRNbUlHiOA/s320/DSC00036.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331445147596899394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brother's lovely noodles...... lol i also ate a small bowl of it but believe me DUN TRY IT if you cherish your life &gt;&lt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCMFTVSNIes/Sf0ZHCK1hSI/AAAAAAAAAHE/x4bA0vd5qhM/s1600-h/DSC00037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCMFTVSNIes/Sf0ZHCK1hSI/AAAAAAAAAHE/x4bA0vd5qhM/s320/DSC00037.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331445142508635426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Sauce used for the noodles... look at it, so thick and black... reminds me of tar......&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cCMFTVSNIes/Sf0ZHZ2tkPI/AAAAAAAAAHU/M8eAYH4RDVw/s1600-h/DSC00038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cCMFTVSNIes/Sf0ZHZ2tkPI/AAAAAAAAAHU/M8eAYH4RDVw/s320/DSC00038.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331445148866679026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another lovely picture of the sauce nice huh =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cCMFTVSNIes/Sf0ZHAMQyPI/AAAAAAAAAG8/077tVnwT8IY/s1600-h/DSC00035.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cCMFTVSNIes/Sf0ZHAMQyPI/AAAAAAAAAG8/077tVnwT8IY/s320/DSC00035.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331445141977745650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My dinner, bread with margarine and a burger meat with a mayo smiley face =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/237518857241301242-8048366722114939736?l=starbearr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237518857241301242/posts/default/8048366722114939736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237518857241301242/posts/default/8048366722114939736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starbearr.blogspot.com/2009/05/hi_03.html' title=''/><author><name>grace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01861779000043143032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCMFTVSNIes/Sd3rYjsLe2I/AAAAAAAAACc/BIlSVQMqXlg/S220/cute+kitty.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cCMFTVSNIes/Sf0ZHVH-REI/AAAAAAAAAHM/YJRNbUlHiOA/s72-c/DSC00036.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-237518857241301242.post-4426460656521645028</id><published>2009-05-01T10:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T10:08:49.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hi =) ... I think i have caught the flu bug or something like that.. my throat is so sore that it even hurts to drink water, and my voice is like all weird sounding... and my head really hurts.. fortunately today is a public holiday, if not i am sure that i have to miss a day of lessons and that is not really good.. so yah yesterday, Bike and I went to look through the IG stations cuz it was the last day so we just went to see if there is any thing that we like, but in the end, we ended up not joining any, cuz none of them really caught our interest... sianz on monday we gotta bring thermometer to take our temperature cuz of the swine flu.. so sianz.... so yah i am going to end this post cuz my head really really hurts...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/237518857241301242-4426460656521645028?l=starbearr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237518857241301242/posts/default/4426460656521645028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237518857241301242/posts/default/4426460656521645028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starbearr.blogspot.com/2009/05/hi.html' title=''/><author><name>grace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01861779000043143032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCMFTVSNIes/Sd3rYjsLe2I/AAAAAAAAACc/BIlSVQMqXlg/S220/cute+kitty.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-237518857241301242.post-5570246607451301120</id><published>2009-04-29T17:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-29T18:14:34.021+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hi.. me again.. ehhs okay.. yesterday, when i am coming to school, i was alighting from the bus right.. den, when i was like getting down the bus.. the bus suddenly started to drive, causing me to almost fall down... =.= dotz.. pathetic bus .. no wonder i dislike taking bus.. okay, i give you another reason why i hate taking buses.. i cannot rmb wen its either one or two weeks ago, i was on the bus right... den i was like thinking what if the bus spoilt all of a sudden.. den when the bus was driving, suddenly in the middle of the road, it stopped, cuz it was i think either evening or night, the lights in the bus also off, the sound of the bus engine running also stopped den its like everybody in the bus was like puzzled... den after a few minutes, the bus driver walked to the middle of the bus and say the bus spoilt...... pathetic ... i wonder if i am just plain unlucky with buses........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-=-=-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I posted today cuz i thought of something.. althought i know that my bdae is still.. um.. 40 days away? I was thinking of organizing a small bday celebration and inviting my classmates in E35L to the little party... I thought of organizing a party cuz last year, i had a bdae party which sort of turned into a disaster... lol.. but in the end, i still like the fact that my frens are willing to take some time out to spend with me... =) althought i dun know if my classmates will want to attend this little party, i am really really really hoping they would.... you know, although us classmates only know each other for 7/8 days minus the weekends, i felt that we all really bonded really quickly.. i felt as if they were my long time friends... perhaps the bond that we all share as classmates may not be as deep as the bond that me and my good friends shared, but still, i can confidently say, in this case type, that we are closer as classmates compared to my other classmates when i was in the first year in secondary school..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-=-=-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, hui min finally came to school... i dun wanna sound too stern or anything like that but i felt that her reason, cannot wake up in time for school, is just a lousy excuse for not coming to school... if she had made a effort to sleep early the previous day and setting an alarm den she will not be late for school.. today my first impression of her is really quite bad.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-=-=-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enough of that, so please people from my class leave a message or smething like that to tell me if having a little party will be nice..... my bday is on 9 June for those who dun know so yeah... do inform me kays =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/237518857241301242-5570246607451301120?l=starbearr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237518857241301242/posts/default/5570246607451301120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237518857241301242/posts/default/5570246607451301120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starbearr.blogspot.com/2009/04/hi.html' title=''/><author><name>grace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01861779000043143032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCMFTVSNIes/Sd3rYjsLe2I/AAAAAAAAACc/BIlSVQMqXlg/S220/cute+kitty.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-237518857241301242.post-2008109145596043574</id><published>2009-04-27T19:03:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-28T17:56:02.042+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi, yes its me again with my seventh consecutive post..  ehhs i dun know if it is a concidence or not, but when my laptop got infected with a hijacking software, my msn acc also got hacked into.. lol.. seriously, i cannot think of any reason why somebody will wanna hack into another person's msn acc.. i dun really see any benefits that they will gain... lol, like my brother says, some people are just so unpredictable..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-=-=-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, begins a new week for lessons.. at first, i was kinda looking forward to it, cause i get the chance to get out of my house... but it is really a..um.. bad day..? Cause today, when we are preparing for the presentation slides, what ever ideas i give, Terence all say that it is irrelevant.. at that time, i was still feeling like.. it is okay, perhaps my ideas are really irrelevant.. but then afterward, i wanted to show him a website about the environment thing, it was like wait, and then forgot all about it... it was like so frustrating.. isn't it supposed to be TEAMWORK..? Why is he doing most of the things and preventing me from contributing?.. Honestly i dun know why.. this is not the first time already, last week during the mathematics lesson, I also wanted to show him something but he say wait and forgot all about me again... I really hate it.. you know how i felt just now?.. i felt really unwanted, really stupid.. I mean, i dun mind if you ask me to wait cuz you are doing something impt, but please, dun forget that i am still waiting to show you something or tell you something.. i mean, the point of teamwork is everybody working together.. right? but then why...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and just now, after the presentation, i really lost hope on him le.. I dun know how him does it, perhaps he does not realise that by not listening to what i have to say, i will feel hurt.. but as i said, after the presentation, he was like another person, he becomes a better person in some sort of ways.. but if only.. this good second personality of his can change, then people will have a better impression of him... sigh.. i am ranting and ranting and ranting although i said i will not..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah, my parents returned from korea yesterday night.. hahaz.. they bought lots of bear key chains for me.. =) I will take picture of them later.. yea below are the pic's i promised in earlier posts =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10th March - My second brother's James =) 20th Bday cake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cCMFTVSNIes/SfWRPC9_kKI/AAAAAAAAAD8/co0e5XeZICg/s1600-h/DSC00001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 251px; height: 189px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cCMFTVSNIes/SfWRPC9_kKI/AAAAAAAAAD8/co0e5XeZICg/s320/DSC00001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329325421743804578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8th April - Visit to Kranji Secondary Library&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCMFTVSNIes/SfWS0m47PpI/AAAAAAAAAFc/tRSE57euOVs/s1600-h/DSC00014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCMFTVSNIes/SfWS0m47PpI/AAAAAAAAAFc/tRSE57euOVs/s320/DSC00014.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329327166553013906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cCMFTVSNIes/SfWS0efx7GI/AAAAAAAAAFU/gtmmZ5DHoiU/s1600-h/DSC00027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cCMFTVSNIes/SfWS0efx7GI/AAAAAAAAAFU/gtmmZ5DHoiU/s320/DSC00027.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329327164300061794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCMFTVSNIes/SfWSzTmg9lI/AAAAAAAAAFM/ohu7vNENT7Q/s1600-h/DSC00025.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCMFTVSNIes/SfWSzTmg9lI/AAAAAAAAAFM/ohu7vNENT7Q/s320/DSC00025.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329327144195651154" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCMFTVSNIes/SfWSyo_vZBI/AAAAAAAAAFE/lMAf1PvvjVM/s1600-h/DSC00022.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCMFTVSNIes/SfWSyo_vZBI/AAAAAAAAAFE/lMAf1PvvjVM/s320/DSC00022.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329327132758729746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cCMFTVSNIes/SfWSyGpLpYI/AAAAAAAAAE8/noeXYc1tRCw/s1600-h/DSC00024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cCMFTVSNIes/SfWSyGpLpYI/AAAAAAAAAE8/noeXYc1tRCw/s320/DSC00024.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329327123537307010" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cCMFTVSNIes/SfWSJ0Tc9iI/AAAAAAAAAE0/7cvrkFGCaaA/s1600-h/DSC00023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cCMFTVSNIes/SfWSJ0Tc9iI/AAAAAAAAAE0/7cvrkFGCaaA/s320/DSC00023.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329326431419561506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCMFTVSNIes/SfWSJrQ7LZI/AAAAAAAAAEs/Jt5piIQqUfM/s1600-h/DSC00015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCMFTVSNIes/SfWSJrQ7LZI/AAAAAAAAAEs/Jt5piIQqUfM/s320/DSC00015.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329326428993039762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cCMFTVSNIes/SfWSJo4-SxI/AAAAAAAAAEk/PpbG5h2zHzM/s1600-h/DSC00021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cCMFTVSNIes/SfWSJo4-SxI/AAAAAAAAAEk/PpbG5h2zHzM/s320/DSC00021.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329326428355709714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cCMFTVSNIes/SfWSJZ1DqmI/AAAAAAAAAEc/3ktIKlW0yOY/s1600-h/DSC00020.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_cCMFTVSNIes/SfWSJZ1DqmI/AAAAAAAAAEc/3ktIKlW0yOY/s320/DSC00020.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329326424312752738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cCMFTVSNIes/SfWSJRPG0xI/AAAAAAAAAEU/gnXx94PomT4/s1600-h/DSC00026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cCMFTVSNIes/SfWSJRPG0xI/AAAAAAAAAEU/gnXx94PomT4/s320/DSC00026.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329326422006092562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cCMFTVSNIes/SfWRmS1ZSEI/AAAAAAAAAEE/6tHTzmHUE-s/s1600-h/DSC00018.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cCMFTVSNIes/SfWRmS1ZSEI/AAAAAAAAAEE/6tHTzmHUE-s/s320/DSC00018.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329325821139699778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15th april? - 1st day orientation of RP&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cCMFTVSNIes/SfWTXSOGSLI/AAAAAAAAAGs/Y6VLfLQEEbA/s1600-h/DSC00032.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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I just realized that counting in this post i have been posting for six consecutive days... lol am i that bored... ._. .. anyway... i have uninstalled the msn from my com and laptop but althought i have uninstalled them i still feel as if the hijacking software will still be there although the spyware, adware and virus scans says that my com and laptop are fine... perhaps its the msn acc that got problem now.. maybe i should sign up for a new account... tmr.. wait i forgot that its 2am now.. lol so i should say, tonight at 11pm++ my parents will be coming back from korea... hmm.. i dun know why but although the house is alot more peaceful without my parents shouting day and night, i still think that it will be better if they return home...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, it sure is late right now.. just now, i went to attend my tcher's funeral.. it is not a really pleasant thing to talk about so i'll just leave it at that.. so yah.. let me see... I know how about i talk about school life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmmm.. primary school life is a nightmare.. secondary school life is quite great but although the rp life is sort of better, in the way that the people are much nicer than secondary school students, but still i feel more attached to my bitter-sweet secondary school life... but still.. when my frens told me about their poly life, i felt kinda glad i entered rp.. i dun know how to express myself but i just felt glad that i did not go to another poly.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.. i dun know why but my memory is like getting worsening by each day... sometimes i cannot even rmb what i had for lunch that day... and today, i felt that at the back of my head there is a slight bump.. lol.. i dun even know why there is a bump there perhaps i knocked my head without me even realizing it...? Lol.. =/ .. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so since there is a chance that after registering for a new msn acc, i will not rmb it.. so i gotta think of one that is easy to rmb... lol .. =|&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/237518857241301242-1508061762979059509?l=starbearr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237518857241301242/posts/default/1508061762979059509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237518857241301242/posts/default/1508061762979059509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starbearr.blogspot.com/2009/04/blog-post_26.html' title=''/><author><name>grace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01861779000043143032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCMFTVSNIes/Sd3rYjsLe2I/AAAAAAAAACc/BIlSVQMqXlg/S220/cute+kitty.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-237518857241301242.post-7707960402221130723</id><published>2009-04-25T13:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T14:13:00.868+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>....&lt;br /&gt;Bad things DO comes in threes..&lt;br /&gt;yesterday night, i found out that my laptop got Hijacking software.. '_' .. so i try to remove it right then dey say that it cannot be removed and say after restarting my laptop, they will do the scan again but i restarted it and it still cannot be removed and finally after my brother helped me the hijacking software is finally gone.. seriously i thought that that will be the end of this problem but today when i was using the computer (NOT laptop!) my fren say my com got spyware cuz from msn dey send rubbish websites... so i scanned my computer right and dey say that the computer has NO spyware, for saftey i also scanned my laptop again right then they said the same thing, that there is NO spyware den WHY?!... seriously... so now i think is the msn got problem.. i dun know what to do.... so now i am just like checking the net on any similar cases like my and waiting for my brother to return home to help me... &lt;br /&gt;and just now.. my memory card for no reason spoiled............. =.=" .. so they say need to format the card so that it can be used right, and so i did, i formatted the card but after the formatting is done, i try it again right, but then they say the same thing, that i have to format the memory card... dotz.. sERIOUSLY, What is your problem?!.. Why must this keep happening to me?!.. this is not the first time already for the memory card incident.. if you read my previous posts.. my memory card also spoilt before but that time is like.. how to say this... they come  straight to the point, they don't even give me the option to format.. wait.. they DID give me the option to format.. yes i rmbered now.. but they even if i click on 'yes' to format the card, they say got error........ =.= ... so now, I cannot use my msn for fear of the spyware spreading to other people and i cannot play my ds cuz i need the memory card for it.... it is like so stupid larhz... now i really feel really frustrated.... its like the world hates me like that... first they take away a really really good tcher and now this... although this is nothing major considering the tcher incident but still.... hmph!!...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: don't Dont't DONT click on any, and i mean, ANY links that my msn send cuz i will not be held liable for any damage done.. I really really cannot take any more pressure already i feel like so angry now......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/237518857241301242-7707960402221130723?l=starbearr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237518857241301242/posts/default/7707960402221130723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237518857241301242/posts/default/7707960402221130723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starbearr.blogspot.com/2009/04/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>grace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01861779000043143032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCMFTVSNIes/Sd3rYjsLe2I/AAAAAAAAACc/BIlSVQMqXlg/S220/cute+kitty.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-237518857241301242.post-8626717514375879908</id><published>2009-04-24T18:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T18:48:16.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yesterday, something bad happened... my teacher has permanently retired.. get what i mean?.. if you dun, it means that he has kicked the bucket, died okay.. I had no idea what happened to him till my fren smsed me late last night at about 12.. she said that my tcher had died bcuz of a heart attack... Yesterday night.. when he was returning home, as he was driving my fren home, my fren is his daughter.. suddenly on the road there were a few young children crossing the road, according to my fren, he braked the car as quickly as he could, fortunately, no one was hurt in the car accident, but then he suddenly had a heart attack.. yesterday night when i went to the hospital, to find my fren, she was really upset.. of course i can understand why.. he was her father after all... that night i accompanied her till late at night.. when i got home it was like already 3 - 4++.. i could not sleep at all.. i mean really its like terrible.. i.. haiz.. that explains why today during lesson, I was like quite upset.. i did not know what to say.. haiz... but here, i wish that Mr Nigow, former form tcher of class 6A, to have a better live next time... i really do not know what to do.. but I knew that if i am looking upset the whole day, people will worry about me and i dun want them to get worried about me.. haiz...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/237518857241301242-8626717514375879908?l=starbearr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237518857241301242/posts/default/8626717514375879908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237518857241301242/posts/default/8626717514375879908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starbearr.blogspot.com/2009/04/yesterday-something-bad-happened.html' title=''/><author><name>grace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01861779000043143032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCMFTVSNIes/Sd3rYjsLe2I/AAAAAAAAACc/BIlSVQMqXlg/S220/cute+kitty.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-237518857241301242.post-8717422030086129083</id><published>2009-04-23T11:35:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T19:12:22.621+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today i am having mathematics lesson... so sianz... today no need to do presentation.. so its quite sianz?.. Today, i felt kinda left out.. so the emo side of me resurfaced again......... haiz...... i did not wanna come for lesson today... but i felt kinda bad if i dun go so i still went... is that a right decision..? Haiz... i dun really feel, what people will call, happy right now... haiz... but i once said that i will not post out my troubles anymore right.. so i gotta make good my words right... so yeah this is the end of this post......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-=-=-=-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just realised that not alot of ppl know about Yew Tee! o.o .. cuz wen ppl ask me where i live, i tell them at yew tee, they are like puzzled... lol so I just have to tell them is cck... anyway my address is written as choa chu kang crescent, so its still counted as cck right......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/237518857241301242-8717422030086129083?l=starbearr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237518857241301242/posts/default/8717422030086129083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237518857241301242/posts/default/8717422030086129083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starbearr.blogspot.com/2009/04/today-i-am-having-mathematics-lesson.html' title=''/><author><name>grace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01861779000043143032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCMFTVSNIes/Sd3rYjsLe2I/AAAAAAAAACc/BIlSVQMqXlg/S220/cute+kitty.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-237518857241301242.post-152813136321202160</id><published>2009-04-22T17:03:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T18:34:57.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi, its me again... hahaz today all of us took a personality test and this post is only for the results alright =) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Portrait of an INFJ - Introverted iNtuitive Feeling Judging&lt;br /&gt;(Introverted Intuition with Extraverted Feeling)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;The Protector&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As an INFJ, your primary mode of living is focused internally, where you take things in primarily via intuition. Your secondary mode is external, where you deal with things according to how you feel about them, or how they fit with your personal value system.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;INFJs are gentle, caring, complex and highly intuitive individuals. Artistic and creative, they live in a world of hidden meanings and possibilities. Only one percent of the population has an INFJ Personality Type, making it the most rare of all the types.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;INFJs place great importance on havings things orderly and systematic in their outer world. They put a lot of energy into identifying the best system for getting things done, and constantly define and re-define the priorities in their lives. On the other hand, INFJs operate within themselves on an intuitive basis which is entirely spontaneous. They know things intuitively, without being able to pinpoint why, and without detailed knowledge of the subject at hand. They are usually right, and they usually know it. Consequently, INFJs put a tremendous amount of faith into their instincts and intuitions. This is something of a conflict between the inner and outer worlds, and may result in the INFJ not being as organized as other Judging types tend to be. Or we may see some signs of disarray in an otherwise orderly tendency, such as a consistently messy desk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;INFJs have uncanny insight into people and situations. They get "feelings" about things and intuitively understand them. As an extreme example, some INFJs report experiences of a psychic nature, such as getting strong feelings about there being a problem with a loved one, and discovering later that they were in a car accident. This is the sort of thing that other types may scorn and scoff at, and the INFJ themself does not really understand their intuition at a level which can be verbalized. Consequently, most INFJs are protective of their inner selves, sharing only what they choose to share when they choose to share it. They are deep, complex individuals, who are quite private and typically difficult to understand. INFJs hold back part of themselves, and can be secretive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the INFJ is as genuinely warm as they are complex. INFJs hold a special place in the heart of people who they are close to, who are able to see their special gifts and depth of caring. INFJs are concerned for people's feelings, and try to be gentle to avoid hurting anyone. They are very sensitive to conflict, and cannot tolerate it very well. Situations which are charged with conflict may drive the normally peaceful INFJ into a state of agitation or charged anger. They may tend to internalize conflict into their bodies, and experience health problems when under a lot of stress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because the INFJ has such strong intuitive capabilities, they trust their own instincts above all else. This may result in an INFJ stubborness and tendency to ignore other people's opinions. They believe that they're right. On the other hand, INFJ is a perfectionist who doubts that they are living up to their full potential. INFJs are rarely at complete peace with themselves - there's always something else they should be doing to improve themselves and the world around them. They believe in constant growth, and don't often take time to revel in their accomplishments. They have strong value systems, and need to live their lives in accordance with what they feel is right. In deference to the Feeling aspect of their personalities, INFJs are in some ways gentle and easy going. Conversely, they have very high expectations of themselves, and frequently of their families. They don't believe in compromising their ideals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;INFJ is a natural nurturer; patient, devoted and protective. They make loving parents and usually have strong bonds with their offspring. They have high expectations of their children, and push them to be the best that they can be. This can sometimes manifest itself in the INFJ being hard-nosed and stubborn. But generally, children of an INFJ get devoted and sincere parental guidance, combined with deep caring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the workplace, the INFJ usually shows up in areas where they can be creative and somewhat independent. They have a natural affinity for art, and many excel in the sciences, where they make use of their intuition. INFJs can also be found in service-oriented professions. They are not good at dealing with minutia or very detailed tasks. The INFJ will either avoid such things, or else go to the other extreme and become enveloped in the details to the extent that they can no longer see the big picture. An INFJ who has gone the route of becoming meticulous about details may be highly critical of other individuals who are not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The INFJ individual is gifted in ways that other types are not. Life is not necessarily easy for the INFJ, but they are capable of great depth of feeling and personal achievement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jungian functional preference ordering:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dominant: Introverted Intuition&lt;br /&gt;Auxilliary: Extraverted Feeling&lt;br /&gt;Tertiary: Introverted Thinking&lt;br /&gt;Inferior: Extraverted Sensing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol... i dun know if this is really what my personality is like, so I retook the test like.. ermm, 5 mins ago?.. and guess what..! I got INFJ - The Protector again.. so this is really me right... but is it up to other people to determine if i am this kind of person cuz people usually do not see they good points but only their flaws.. guess what I USED to have a really messy table due to all the books and notes but now, its just one laptop so its not what i will call a messy table... hmm... but it is true i tend to be secretive and only let out things that i want people to know so that they can understand me better... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-=-=-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Recently i dun know whats wrong with me.. Take yesterday for an example... yesterday i used the washing machine to wash the clothings right, and then i totally like forgot about it.......... It is only till this morning then i saw then the washing machine is on...*gasp*.. and yesterday i promised my brother that i would vacuum the floor but in the end, due to my brother's reminder, i only vacuumed the floor at like, 10pm?... the point is, i told him that i will vacuum the floor at like, 7pm?... lol =-=".. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-=-=-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes!.. i forgot to mention about my new blog skin.. nice? i made it myself =].. but although it looks simple, it is like really difficult.. i spent like 3-4 wks to make the skin... but finally my hard work has paid off.. yay =D.. hahaz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-=-=-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, i think that i had said enough.. right?.. so.. sayonara.. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/237518857241301242-152813136321202160?l=starbearr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237518857241301242/posts/default/152813136321202160'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237518857241301242/posts/default/152813136321202160'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starbearr.blogspot.com/2009/04/hi-its-me-again.html' title=''/><author><name>grace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01861779000043143032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCMFTVSNIes/Sd3rYjsLe2I/AAAAAAAAACc/BIlSVQMqXlg/S220/cute+kitty.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-237518857241301242.post-3944067392231755772</id><published>2009-04-21T17:41:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T21:48:21.905+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi hi... i very very long never post le hahaz... about one month le... anyway i will upload some pictures but not today... someday... lol cuz my mum took my phone to Korea, for some reason and she will only be back on this sun.. anyway i cannot exactly remember when was it but i went to school with Aishah to collect my O'level cert... lol i remembered that they say aug den can collect it but when i collected my, cuz need to sign i saw dat ALOT of people has collected theirs le... lol.. anyway yeah finally school is opened right... sianz i prefer secondary school for some reasons... i dun know why but yeah.. i just like my secondary school life better... perhaps it is because the people there are more simplistic..? i dun know... lol but one good thing, to me, about poly life is that the people there are more friendly.. believe me they ARE really friendly... i remember secondary 1, one the first day of school, other than Mel i really like have no friends cuz when i was in sec 1 i had only moved to yew tee recently... Pasir Ris is still better though.. anyway thats not the point... what i am trying to say is like nobody made fun of me, ignored me, made me feel very terrible due to how i look... i know that when people first saw me they will make fun of me... its is a bad bad bad! experience... really it is... on the very first day of class, the lesson is on communication thingy.. yet and i totally messed up during the presentation... i felt terrible.. not to myself but to my teammates.. REALLY REALLY SORRY!!... =/ .. today, the second day of lesson is fairly better cuz todays lesson is on BIO... yeah bio =) hahaz due to Mdm Normala's constant teaching and nagging, i was really happy that i was at least of use to my team members cuz i still can give them some information on blood... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every since i was a kid i got stage fright... really... at first, i was not so, how do i say it, err, unconfident.. of course there is a reason why now i get stage fright easily, feel very unconfident... blah blah blah... When i was in, i think Pri 3 or 4, i can't remember exactly what happened but i think i was doing a presentation to my class and then when i was explaining, all of a sudden, everybody laughed at me.. even the teacher and my bestest friend.. i felt miserable... till now, i dun know what was so funny about me at that point of time... but still i swallowed my pride and continued explaining, then all  of a sudden my teacher shouted my name and slapped me not only that she still scolded me in front of the whole class, back then i really really dun understand why she scolded me and slapped me for no apparent reason... till now i still dun know why... i guess it will remain as a mystery for as long as i live.. well till now, whenever i am giving a presentation, i will recall of my past, i told myself many many times to just forget this memory, but naturally, the more i try to forget it the harder it is to be forgotten. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday, my team has 3 girls and 2 guys, i can't really recall some of their names due to my limited memory space, but they are really nice people really really nice... well although i cannot remember my group member names for yesterday, today's team members names are still in my memory bank, they are, Xue Ling aka Shirley, Nurulain (i think) aka Ain, Previndran and Samuel aka Sam. They are really extremely nice people, hahaz.. Xue Ling and Nurulain give me the impression that they are really, warm type of people, when i say that i mean they give me a comforting feeling, Previndran and Samuel are really nice and friendly and the both of them are quite funny people, so i really feel at ease having them as my group members.. guess what, Samuel is 22 going onto 23 years old..! hahaz, truth be told he still looks like a teen, i really really didn't think that he is 5 years older than me. Lol, although he so so much older than the others he is not like my cousins who like to boast and pretend as if they know everything cuz they are older than me.. seriously the older my cousins get, the more immature they are... lol.. another day i will post the pictures that i mentioned earlier.. yeah so bye =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/237518857241301242-3944067392231755772?l=starbearr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237518857241301242/posts/default/3944067392231755772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237518857241301242/posts/default/3944067392231755772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starbearr.blogspot.com/2009/04/hi-hi.html' title=''/><author><name>grace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01861779000043143032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCMFTVSNIes/Sd3rYjsLe2I/AAAAAAAAACc/BIlSVQMqXlg/S220/cute+kitty.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-237518857241301242.post-6952336914252888386</id><published>2009-03-18T10:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T10:50:59.589+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OMG..! I have finally finished Avalon Code! YAY =D... The truth is I finished the game in like three days.. lol... ANYWAY, for fans of ACWW - Animal Crossing : Wild World, you will definately love this game called - enchanted folks and the school of wizardly, the title sounds weird, cuz this is a europe release and the america release is like on a certain date of May... oh yah, i am going to try Pkmn Plantium today.. =D.. although the offical release is on 22nd March, i got it yesterday.. hehe =D.. Hmm.. nothing much to say, cuz the rest of the things are just complaining about life so, let me spare you guys the agony and end this post.. Ciao..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/237518857241301242-6952336914252888386?l=starbearr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237518857241301242/posts/default/6952336914252888386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237518857241301242/posts/default/6952336914252888386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starbearr.blogspot.com/2009/03/omg.html' title=''/><author><name>grace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01861779000043143032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCMFTVSNIes/Sd3rYjsLe2I/AAAAAAAAACc/BIlSVQMqXlg/S220/cute+kitty.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-237518857241301242.post-6829737731273136670</id><published>2009-03-06T15:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-06T15:31:20.865+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey i can't wait for CORALINE the movie to reach Singapore..! I will positivity, definitely, go and catch the movie... trust me, its going to be a awesome movie, i watched the trailer, played the game and it is really fun... oh yeah below, i will be typing out the story of Coraline as viewed from the game so yeah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;Font Color = Navy&gt;Coraline &lt;/font&gt; is about a GIRL who just moved into the house called &lt;Font Color = Pink&gt; The Pink Palace &lt;/Font&gt;. As the house is rather &lt;Font Size = 4&gt; LARGE &lt;/Font&gt;, there are also 3 people living with her family. Two of them are middle-aged ladies who are kind of weird - they live in the basement.. and one of them is a man? called, Bobinskie (I think), who is &lt;Font Color = Blue&gt; BLUE &lt;/Font&gt; in colour and rather weird.. Coraline meets this guy called, Wybie, who is VERY talkative.. this guy gave her a &lt;Font Color = Gold&gt; doll &lt;/font&gt; dressed in a raincoat, which looks exactly like her..&lt;br /&gt;Coraline parents are ALWAYS busy, they dun spend time with her at all so Coraline went to explore her new home by herself.. At a small corner, in the Living Room (I think), she found a small door, which she is able to crawl through, but of course, the door is locked.&lt;br /&gt;So, Coraline she went into the Kitchen to ask her Mother about the Small Door.. of course, being an unloving and busy mother, she scolds Coraline.. Coraline did not give up and continued asking.. she at last, her mother took a &lt;font color = black&gt; BLACK &lt;/font&gt; key out of the kitchen drawer and opened the small door for coraline showing her that behind the door is a solid &lt;Font color = red&gt;BRICK &lt;/font&gt; wall..&lt;br /&gt;On the next day, Coraline took out the key from the drawer again and open the small door to reveal a passage way, being curious, she crawled into the passage way into another house which looks exactly like her own, but cleaner and tidier.. even her Other Parents are different... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-=-=-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALRIGHT enough already.. if you wanna know what happens next either patiently wait for the movie to arrive, like ME!, or play the ds Game okay..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-=-=-=-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this few days my brothers have been going downstairs at midnight to exercise.. hee hee.. *ahem* as i was saying they are exercising at midnight, and my mum was like, where got ppl exercise at the middle of the night, want to exercise shd wake up early in the morning den go, hee hee... oh yeah but it is kind of pathetic, cuz my second bro says that my big bro only walks while my big bro says he have to keep waiting for my second bro to catch up to him.. hee hee.. perhaps tonight when they go i might follow them to see who is teeling the truth.. anyway the night air is always so fresh and refreshing..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/237518857241301242-6829737731273136670?l=starbearr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237518857241301242/posts/default/6829737731273136670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237518857241301242/posts/default/6829737731273136670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starbearr.blogspot.com/2009/03/hey-i-cant-wait-for-coraline-movie-to.html' title=''/><author><name>grace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01861779000043143032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCMFTVSNIes/Sd3rYjsLe2I/AAAAAAAAACc/BIlSVQMqXlg/S220/cute+kitty.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-237518857241301242.post-9018806648821200062</id><published>2009-03-04T11:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-04T12:27:36.788+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey... hmm... i just decided to post about some things yea... hmm... oh yah.. what about the new game i started playing... it is called Mario Hoops 3 on 3.. its a basketball game... yea its fun.. as fun as playing in real life without the violent factor.. the commercial is below..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/HnlP_R_nb-Y&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/HnlP_R_nb-Y&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x3a3a3a&amp;amp;color2=0x999999" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm.. this few days i have apparently caught the flu bug.. so stupid.. everyday on cough and cough.. den the head damn pain.. hmm.. many things happened recently but i will be talking about it since i ever said that i will not post my problems here anymore.. the best thing is keep all the unhappy things in my heart till cannot take it and go crazy..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway.. recently my dad say he wanna move house.. move to 2 room flat.. but then my mum say dun wanna move... she say alot of people that ever tell her that people who moved to smaller flats most likely will encounter loansharks knocking on the door or something like that... if really move away again this will be my.. er..&lt;br /&gt;- Simei -&gt; Pasir Ris -&gt; Yew Tee -&gt; ???&lt;br /&gt;..third time moving house.. its so sickening... everyday quarrel over everything thing... den my second bro's bday is on nxt tues.. so i sunday have to go out.. have to hunt for presents for him... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these few days i super moody and frustrated.. the last time i really quarrel seriously with my bro was like a few years ago le den yesterday i also cannot rmb what we quarrel about but yah its ended very unhappily... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i rmb got one time i think is sec 2... i think me and my bro quarrel over the newspaper...=.=" dotz - now that i think about it.. its so stupid... anyway yah den my mum tell my dad and my dad brought me and my bro to cck cemetery... he say if we wanna quarrel, quarrel here cuz nobody will care..., except for ghost lar, anyway, that night he left me and bro to spend the night there.... dat was &lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;ONLY&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt; one of the more ferocious example of my dad.. so can you imagine how we manage to spend our life, alive?.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i was young, i ALWAYS get beating from my dad.. he will take anything possible.. he will first use a cane, when it breaks, he will use ruler, if he cannot find he will even use his belt... till now i still cannot forget the emotional and physical pain that he caused me.. got once he beat me so hard that blood also came out from my wounds... dat time i was only 10, 11 years old only... cuz my dad smokes, once he even use the cigarette butt to burnt me ... i know it sounds unbelievable but every single thing that i type is true.... ever since i hated my dad.. i was afraid too.. he can resort to anything... i know that telling lies is wrong.. but he do not need to force me to eat chili to make me remember the.. umm.. spiciness?.. lol.. that is probably the reason why i dun dare to eat very spicy food.. dotz.. lol looking at the clock, i just realize that i have typed for about 1/2 hour le... hmm.. so i should stop typing le.. so yah bye...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/237518857241301242-9018806648821200062?l=starbearr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237518857241301242/posts/default/9018806648821200062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237518857241301242/posts/default/9018806648821200062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starbearr.blogspot.com/2009/03/hey.html' title=''/><author><name>grace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01861779000043143032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCMFTVSNIes/Sd3rYjsLe2I/AAAAAAAAACc/BIlSVQMqXlg/S220/cute+kitty.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-237518857241301242.post-747102381870759253</id><published>2009-02-24T13:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-24T13:44:30.385+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey... this few days i have been pondering about something... why must this world consist of some many people.. can't there just be one person... just one person would be enough, the rest of the people are just a nuisance.... after reading what i typed, a though popped into my mind.. people who read my blog - if there are any, will definately feel offended.. sometimes i just dun want to care about anything.. if you just spend one second more caring about people, you are exposing yourself to hurt, betrayal, unhappiness and quarreling.. since these things will definitely happen sooner or later, why dun we just destroy the cause of it.. why can't everbody just treat others as total strangers... i dun wanna live my life just by pleasing people by changing myself.. i want to lead a life that i can say its my... it is not difficult at all.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ending note - Perhaps this will be the last time i post so ya... bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/237518857241301242-747102381870759253?l=starbearr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237518857241301242/posts/default/747102381870759253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237518857241301242/posts/default/747102381870759253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starbearr.blogspot.com/2009/02/hey.html' title=''/><author><name>grace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01861779000043143032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCMFTVSNIes/Sd3rYjsLe2I/AAAAAAAAACc/BIlSVQMqXlg/S220/cute+kitty.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-237518857241301242.post-111720027495507464</id><published>2009-02-06T16:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-06T16:31:57.082+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey hey watch this video...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/NTKFXEr7f4c&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/NTKFXEr7f4c&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kinda stupid but still he looks kinda funny right.. lol.. he reminds me of mr bean for some reasons... anyway, this few days keep on like wanna rain during the afternoons at around 3-4+ i dun even noe if got rain anot but the weather is like so dull.. anyway, my brother bought a new mic for his 'wow' game.. yah but whenever he speaks using the mic is like very funny.. i am not sure why but whenever he use the mic i will always find myself laughing lol.. anyway, yesterday night at around 12+, i was going to sleep when i felt something on my finger, so i look at it and guess what, it is an black colour insect, so my first reaction is to use my other hand to push it away from my finger.. then it fell and landed on my blanket.. so i was like keep trying to get it to move away from my bed, but it is very persisten, it keep on climbing back to my bed.. so i was like dunno what to do right then my bro look at me and ask what i am doing so i tell him that got this stupid insect on my bed right, so he help me to get rid of it, when i say that i dun mean kill the innocent creature but just push it away from my bed.. finally it stopped bothering me, but then later on got one black spider with white stripes, dengue spider?, climb to the computer table so its my brother turn to get rid of the insect.. lol it was stupid but funny too.. i rmb the last thing i said to him was, i prefer living at pasir ris, cuz there lesser insects.. and the first day we moved into our house at yew tee,  the first thing i saw was insects everywhere... dotz.. i really wanna move back to pasir ris.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/237518857241301242-111720027495507464?l=starbearr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237518857241301242/posts/default/111720027495507464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237518857241301242/posts/default/111720027495507464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starbearr.blogspot.com/2009/02/hey-hey-watch-this-video.html' title=''/><author><name>grace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01861779000043143032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCMFTVSNIes/Sd3rYjsLe2I/AAAAAAAAACc/BIlSVQMqXlg/S220/cute+kitty.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-237518857241301242.post-8010177595867358803</id><published>2009-02-02T10:08:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-02T10:31:46.834+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hi ehhs yesterday i went to causeway point with my mum... den den we go buy hair dryer right, cuz the one i always use passed on... so have to get a replacement yah.. so when we were choosing the hairdryer right, this sales lady come towards us to like explain to us the funtionalities of the hairdryer.. ( wait isn't the hairdryer used to dry and style hair only..? ) lol anyway so she was saying that this particular hairdryer can blow out cool air also.. den den my mum say " but we want to use the hairdryer to DRY our hair, so why we need cool air too," den the sales person facial expression is really funny cuz it is like she is trying to maintain a serious face but also deep down inside her she wants to laugh.. lol okay......... anyway our next plan was to go to the library to borrow some books to read ( reason why i went with her ) but when we were at the first floor and leaving to go to the library, she spotted some body selling Surfer Paradise brand of shoes so she like forced me to try on some saying that no other places will find shoes for your large feet.. den i was like whatever larhz... but in the end she bought one pair of shoes for me it is white with a shooting star at both sides of the shoes.. lol den she bought two more pairs for my brother sayying that his shoes are all so old and tattered maybe one day when he is going to work, the shoes halfway broken den he have to go there barefooted or buy very expensive shoes... lol when she say tha i was trying to imagine him walking barefooted... lol.. what kind of sister am I, happy when i see my brother suffering.. lol but cannot help it cuz we have been quarreling since kids.. lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yah okay initially, my mum wanted to appeal, cuz she say RP not good blah blah blah, got alot of industrial workers so not safe.. yah but now that i think about it, going to RP also good, yah i dun really wanna say my reason so we just leave it at that okay...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay this morning, i had a dream its about me and my second brother, James. Okay, i dun understand but he was at Kranji with me and we were talking about suits and dresses for some reason... dotz anyway we were walking home together when  it suddenly started raining heavily.. den all of a sudden my brother was so much ahead of me... i tried chasing him den i saw him climb up the stairs so i followed but den he juz wasn't there anymore.. so i went home by myself right.. when walking suddenly it became night and it was so dark dat i could hardly make out anything... i just kept walking into the darkness further and further when i think i heard laughing from somewhere den i woke up... it was seriouly terrifying... when i woke up, i went to check on my brother and thankl the stars, he is sleeping soundly on his bed... dotz i dun like dis kind of dreams cuz bad dreams of my comes true sometimes and i dun want that to happen.. ever.....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/237518857241301242-8010177595867358803?l=starbearr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237518857241301242/posts/default/8010177595867358803'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237518857241301242/posts/default/8010177595867358803'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starbearr.blogspot.com/2009/02/hi-ehhs-yesterday-i-went-to-causeway.html' title=''/><author><name>grace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01861779000043143032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCMFTVSNIes/Sd3rYjsLe2I/AAAAAAAAACc/BIlSVQMqXlg/S220/cute+kitty.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-237518857241301242.post-6704348296234356224</id><published>2009-01-30T08:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-30T09:04:43.603+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey hey happy new year.. hahaz i very long never post le and today i am just going to write something short. So yeah just now at 8:27 am i just know that i got accepted to Republic Poly, Biomedical science (my 6th choice). A little bit sianz.. Republic Poly is a new poly right... dat time my bro also got accepted into a Innova JC, a new JC also... lol i cannot help but see the link between us brothers and sisters.. yeah enough of dat, i post something more detailed next time. BYE&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/237518857241301242-6704348296234356224?l=starbearr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237518857241301242/posts/default/6704348296234356224'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237518857241301242/posts/default/6704348296234356224'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starbearr.blogspot.com/2009/01/hey-hey-happy-new-year.html' title=''/><author><name>grace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01861779000043143032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCMFTVSNIes/Sd3rYjsLe2I/AAAAAAAAACc/BIlSVQMqXlg/S220/cute+kitty.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-237518857241301242.post-6251985284078093438</id><published>2009-01-17T14:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-17T14:48:51.131+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>12th January -&lt;br /&gt;Got back my o'level results... hahaz at first i was so nervous and scared to get back my results... cuz all the while my results were disappointing... but i really got a shock when i got back my results... lol...&lt;br /&gt;my results are :&lt;br /&gt;English - B3&lt;br /&gt;Humanities - B3&lt;br /&gt;Mathematics - C6&lt;br /&gt;F&amp;amp;N - B4&lt;br /&gt;Science - B3&lt;br /&gt;Chinese - B3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so my L1R4 results is 16 points... wow it is so unbelievable and shocking... but it is so pathetic... i put in most effort on maths but i got the worst result for it... =.="... but really happy hahaz...=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14th January -&lt;br /&gt;For the first time my whole family when to eat dinner together to celebrate the fact that i passed.. when i say whole family i really mean everybody, my dad, mum, Mark and James and me.. we went to Beng Hiong for dinner... i am really very glad because in my family, having dinner together is as difficult as finding a neddle in a haystack... on weekdays my mum works from early morning to night at about 6 - 7 ++ will reach home den my dad goes to work at  6- 7 ++ till the next morning... even if both parents are at home, my family still dun have dinner together on the same table... every year when we celebrate cyn, when having the renuion dinner, my brother may not even have dinner with us so yeah my point is that it is really seldom that we can have meals together on the same table...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15th January -&lt;br /&gt;I finally registered my courses... but i am not going to post all of my choice... i am just going to post my first choice which is Molecular biotechology (NYP) yeah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-=-=-=-&lt;br /&gt;So i am going to end this post with two stupid jokes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First Joke -&lt;br /&gt;local business was looking for office help. They put a sign in the window, stating the following: "HELP WANTED. Must be able to type, must be good with a computer and must be bilingual. We are an Equal Opportunity Employer."&lt;br /&gt;A short time afterwards, a dog trotted up to the window, saw the sign and went inside. He looked at the receptionist and wagged his tail, then walked over to the sign, looked at it and whined. Getting the idea, the receptionist got the office manager. The office manager looked at the dog and was surprised, to say the least. However, the dog looked determined, so he lead him into the office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inside, the dog jumped up on the chair and stared at the manager. The manager said "I can't hire you. The sign says you have to be able to type." The dog jumped down, went to the typewriter and proceeded to type out a perfect letter. He took out the page and trotted over to the manager and gave it to him, then jumped back on the chair. The manager was stunned, but then told the dog "the sign says you have to be good with a computer." The dog jumped down again and went to the computer. The dog proceeded to enter and execute a perfect program, that worked flawlessly the first time. By this time the manager was totally dumb-founded!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He looked at the dog and said "I realize that you are a very intelligent dog and have some interesting abilities. However, I *still* can't give you the job." The dog jumped down and went to a copy of the sign and put his paw on the sentences that told about being an Equal Opportunity Employer. The manager said "yes, but the sign *also* says that you have to be bilingual". The dog looked at the manager calmly and said "Meow". &lt;!--IBF.ATTACHMENT_36271--&gt;            &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;second joke -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A bus carrying only ugly people crashes into an oncoming truck, and everyone inside dies. They then get to meet their maker, and because of the grief they have experienced; He decides to grant them one wish each, before they enter Paradise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They're all lined up, and God asks the first one what the wish is. "I want to be gorgeous," and so God snaps His fingers, and it is done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second one in line hears this and says "I want to be gorgeous too."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another snap of His fingers and the wish is granted.&lt;br /&gt;This goes on for a while but when God is halfway down the line, the last guy in line starts laughing. When there are only ten people left, this guy is rolling on the floor, laughing.&lt;br /&gt;Finally, God reaches this guy and asks him what his wish will be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The guy calms down and says: " Make 'em all ugly again."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/237518857241301242-6251985284078093438?l=starbearr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237518857241301242/posts/default/6251985284078093438'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237518857241301242/posts/default/6251985284078093438'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starbearr.blogspot.com/2009/01/12th-january-got-back-my-olevel-results.html' title=''/><author><name>grace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01861779000043143032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCMFTVSNIes/Sd3rYjsLe2I/AAAAAAAAACc/BIlSVQMqXlg/S220/cute+kitty.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-237518857241301242.post-7846918645094530441</id><published>2009-01-09T14:51:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T08:25:16.105+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:times new roman;" &gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;12th January getting back results...!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;...anyways, just now i was playing Harvest moon Island (for the third time) again, and suddenly the screen froze right... so i restarted my ds right, and the stupid most ridiculous thing happened again... my saved data gone (again)... stupid stupid... i was like wanna curse the stupid game le.. i mean seriously speaking, i replayed this game three times already.. i already like angry that the game like do not want me to play it like that everytime the data can get lost in one way or another.. so so so furious..! Sometimes i also wonder why i even bother replaying the game for the third time, it is like a curse like that..... so i am going to stop playing harvest moon island for now, maybe next year i might get bored and replay again but for now... no way.. haiz... although many people tell me that it is not difficult to pass o'levels, i still don't have any confidence because the people who tell me that o'level is easy either pass o'levels already or is a very smart person.. yeah they say if you get under 30 points still will be able to go to poly, but seriously speaking who will want to get such bad marks.. and if you really score so badly but still manage to scrape into a poly right, you also will have very little chances of getting into the course that you want... sianz... still now i still do not know what course i wanna take... haiz... but now i most afraid of failing... getting bad marks but still can pass also never mind... i dun really care if people make fun of my marks ( my aunts and uncles and cousins and brothers and parents ) i dun even care if i get into a stupid course that exists for no particular reason... i just want to pass... dotz... if i fail, life for me will be the same as going to hell... so please i really hope i will pass.................................&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/237518857241301242-7846918645094530441?l=starbearr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237518857241301242/posts/default/7846918645094530441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237518857241301242/posts/default/7846918645094530441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starbearr.blogspot.com/2009/01/12th-january-getting-back-results.html' title=''/><author><name>grace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01861779000043143032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCMFTVSNIes/Sd3rYjsLe2I/AAAAAAAAACc/BIlSVQMqXlg/S220/cute+kitty.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-237518857241301242.post-7611723454118078888</id><published>2009-01-06T14:00:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T08:27:46.645+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;hey hey... ehhs this few days so bored...=/ last sunday my mum went to malaysia to go to some church thing... the reason why she has to go to malaysia for the church thingy is because our singapore goverment do not approve of that particular church teachings... seriously i don't like it when my mum spents time every sunday with that lady called, Mary.. I dunnoe why but i feel that that lady is not a good person... i told my mum about how i felt many many times but she always brush it off saying that i am too suspicious, always don't mix with people thats why i don't trust people... hey... usually if i always meet somebody and maybe talk to somebody each sunday, i will start to trust that people but then that lady has been coming since June............. such a long period of time le lehz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-=-=-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lately, my family has been in the quarrling mode again... every night i will never have a good night sleep de... sometimes in the middle of the night, at about 3 am, i think, you can suddenly hear shoutings coming out from my parents room... i hate it... and when i just ask them to stop quarrling right, i will definately get scoldings de.... say what, this is adults affair dun interrupt.. blah blah blah... sometimes i really want to just shout at all of them to shut up.. if i do that i will most definately be homeless but i dun care anymore... homeless larhz, the best thing that can happen is to die at some place where nobody will even care about you..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-=-=-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am going to like stop complaining for good le, i am just going to bottle it all up and get depression or something and die...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah so i got this new ds game called : 100 classic book collection&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://image.com.com/gamespot/images/bigboxshots/4/955234_115597_front.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 392px; height: 341px;" src="http://image.com.com/gamespot/images/bigboxshots/4/955234_115597_front.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea.. and this the bestest game ever invented... finally i get to read books that i can never buy nor find in a library... hahaz so far i read finish, 'Little Women' and 'Secret Garden' =) anyway i actually read secret garden before if i am not wrong i borrowed the book from Aishah..? anyway it has been too long... i did not read a good book for far too long... hahaz.. so glad =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway read this joke... it is funny =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;About a century or two ago, the Pope decided that all the Indians had to leave Italy.&lt;br /&gt;Naturally there was a big uproar from the Indian community. So the Pope made a deal.&lt;br /&gt;He would have a debate with a member of the Indian community.&lt;br /&gt;If the Indian won, the Indians could stay. If the Pope won, the Indians would leave.&lt;br /&gt;The Indians realized that they had no choice.&lt;br /&gt;So they picked a middle aged man named Santu to represent them. Santu asked for one addition to the debate.&lt;br /&gt;To make it more interesting, neither side would be allowed to talk. The Pope agreed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day of the great debate came.&lt;br /&gt;Santu and the Pope sat opposite each other for a full minute before the&lt;br /&gt;Pope raised his hand and showed three fingers.&lt;br /&gt;Santu looked back at him and raised one finger.&lt;br /&gt;The Pope waved his fingers in a circle around his head.&lt;br /&gt;Santu pointed to the ground where he sat.&lt;br /&gt;The Pope pulled out a wafer and a glass of wine.&lt;br /&gt;Santu pulled out an apple.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Pope stood up and said to himself in silence, "I give up. This man is too good. The Indians can stay."&lt;br /&gt;An hour later, the cardinals were all around the Pope asking him what had happened.&lt;br /&gt;The Pope said, "First I held up three fingers to represent the trinity. He responded by holding up one finger to remind me that there was still one God common to all religions. Then I waved my finger around me to show him that God was all around us. He responded by pointing to the ground and showing that God was also right here with us. I pulled out the wine and wafer to show that God absolves us from our sins. He pulled out an apple to remind me of original sin. He had an answer for everything. What could I do?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meanwhile, the Indian community had crowded around Santu.&lt;br /&gt;"What happened?" they asked.&lt;br /&gt;"Well" said Santu , "First he said to me that the Indians had three days to get out of here. I told him that not one of us was leaving. Then he told me that this whole city would be cleared of Indians. I let him know that we were staying right here." "Yes, yes,.. and then???" asked the crowd. "I don't know", said Santu , "He took out his lunch, and I took out mine!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/237518857241301242-7611723454118078888?l=starbearr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237518857241301242/posts/default/7611723454118078888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237518857241301242/posts/default/7611723454118078888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starbearr.blogspot.com/2009/01/hey-hey.html' title=''/><author><name>grace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01861779000043143032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCMFTVSNIes/Sd3rYjsLe2I/AAAAAAAAACc/BIlSVQMqXlg/S220/cute+kitty.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-237518857241301242.post-2464982306883574099</id><published>2008-12-30T15:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T15:16:56.294+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi =) just now i was watching a youtube video and found one that caught my interest...&lt;br /&gt;Is it a good idea to microwave an egg?... well for those that took f&amp;amp;n lessons should know what will happen if you microwave an egg, but i am quite curious to see what will happen if you do microwave an egg for no apparent reason...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/IQHXDGVdfGs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/IQHXDGVdfGs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and another video is to see if you can blend a Rubik's cube...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/NrqHHBibRvs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/NrqHHBibRvs&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay okay last video...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/a7JCrbRr54w&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/a7JCrbRr54w&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/237518857241301242-2464982306883574099?l=starbearr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237518857241301242/posts/default/2464982306883574099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237518857241301242/posts/default/2464982306883574099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starbearr.blogspot.com/2008/12/hi-just-now-i-was-watching-youtube.html' title=''/><author><name>grace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01861779000043143032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCMFTVSNIes/Sd3rYjsLe2I/AAAAAAAAACc/BIlSVQMqXlg/S220/cute+kitty.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-237518857241301242.post-5882317420561316223</id><published>2008-12-26T17:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-26T17:45:36.062+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>sianz so bored... Yesterday is Christmas Day and it is the most boring day of my life... I got a present from my mum, a new white slingbag it is pretty nice but the bad thing of it is that when i put it ontop of my jeans, like press down the bag right, then the bag will have blue stains...=.=" My brother (James =]) say that the bag quality is not good dats why the bag can get the stains... dotz if everytime i use my bag one time den i have to clean off stains then what is the use of using it... now i wish that i got a black bag instead... lol but i cannot choose my present so i'll juz have to live with it... sianz..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.penick.net/digging/images/2007%20Batfest/Keep%20Austin%20Batty%20guitar.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 145px; height: 217px;" src="http://www.penick.net/digging/images/2007%20Batfest/Keep%20Austin%20Batty%20guitar.JPG" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This is one cool guitar lols... wish that i can own it..=/ hahaz maybe a few years later i can personalise my own guitar... that will be cool =) hahaz...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/237518857241301242-5882317420561316223?l=starbearr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237518857241301242/posts/default/5882317420561316223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237518857241301242/posts/default/5882317420561316223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starbearr.blogspot.com/2008/12/sianz-so-bored.html' title=''/><author><name>grace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01861779000043143032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCMFTVSNIes/Sd3rYjsLe2I/AAAAAAAAACc/BIlSVQMqXlg/S220/cute+kitty.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-237518857241301242.post-4048725702602753718</id><published>2008-12-22T12:34:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-22T19:38:05.901+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hello...=) ehhs just now i was watching a video on how to increase your Wifi signal on your ds since my ds Wifi settings always got problem... yah... in the past, whenever i go to the wifi settings on my ds and connect to wifi right, the connection bar is always full de but wen i try to use wifi in a game for example animal crossing to invite people over to my town, the connection bar always ends up with 0 signal... it is so very frustrating right, so i asked my brother how to increase the signal strength... my bro try and try but still the connection cannot work... but finally finally finally! i have found how to increase the signal... hahaz it is very easy... watch the video at this website... http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7lZbDr1IBu4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cCMFTVSNIes/SU978wLV_5I/AAAAAAAAABk/rMhuPtffBb4/s1600-h/%5BSweet%5D+Memories0090.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cCMFTVSNIes/SU978wLV_5I/AAAAAAAAABk/rMhuPtffBb4/s320/%5BSweet%5D+Memories0090.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282577171583729554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cCMFTVSNIes/SU9786y-byI/AAAAAAAAABs/U-It0z-N29A/s1600-h/%5BSweet%5D+Memories0091.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cCMFTVSNIes/SU9786y-byI/AAAAAAAAABs/U-It0z-N29A/s320/%5BSweet%5D+Memories0091.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5282577174434311970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yah i did what the person in the video did right.. then at first it worked for like 5 minutes or so... =.=" but later i found out that when i place the sharper end of the foil on my internet router, den got the signal strength again... hahaz now i can save money cuz i do not need to buy the Wifi adapter le... yea..! =) So i will go and enjoy using Wifi on my ds now hahaz bye..! =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/237518857241301242-4048725702602753718?l=starbearr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237518857241301242/posts/default/4048725702602753718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237518857241301242/posts/default/4048725702602753718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starbearr.blogspot.com/2008/12/hello.html' title=''/><author><name>grace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01861779000043143032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCMFTVSNIes/Sd3rYjsLe2I/AAAAAAAAACc/BIlSVQMqXlg/S220/cute+kitty.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cCMFTVSNIes/SU978wLV_5I/AAAAAAAAABk/rMhuPtffBb4/s72-c/%5BSweet%5D+Memories0090.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-237518857241301242.post-9200888212415461380</id><published>2008-12-16T14:45:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T16:11:36.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hi... a few days ago, my SD card all of a sudden spoil... why did i say that it is all of a sudden..? cuz for my hp, i got use memory card der right den i was transferring some pictures into the memory card wen de phone say that dey cannot detect de memory card... but it is in the phone... anyway, i took it out from my phone and clean it and try again right, den dey say this : Memory card has an unrecognized format Reformatting will earse all data Reformat now?&lt;br /&gt;So i press 'yes' but den dey put error...-.-" Anyway it is so stupid larhz a gd memory card all of the sudden malfunction, i ask my big brother what happen to my card right, den he say it is corrupted but the point is how can it get corrupted all of the sudden wen i am just transferring pictures from the phone to the card..?! Stupid SD card...=(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i went to rebond my hair le, wen i go to the block 988 C (if i am not wrong) den de auntie not at home... but de point is we arrange to meet at 9am le... so me and my mum wait for an hour den she come home lor... but what is most maddening is dat wen she came back home and saw us outside she said " you arrange today arhz i thought you say tomorrow " seriously larhz we de day before going to her house called her to arrange with her de date and time le den she seriously can say dat we make a mistake... Ok enough of dat, wen she is finally ready right mine mum told her dat i want to TRIM my hair a bit only but do you know what she did.. she go ahead and cut off alot of my precious hair =( so now my hair is a little bit longer den shoulder dere.. my hair is much much longer den dat length one lor den wen my mum scold her for cutting so much she retorted by saying " you never specifically tell me you want how long so i just cut how much i like lor " You know wen she say dat sentence my whole hair was thinking of scolding bad words to her.. hey people who know me quite well knows dat i am not the type to say bad words for no reason de so can you imagine how angry i am...! I tell you guys this - I AM NEVER EVER GOING BACK TO DAT BLOCK LE.. NEXT YEAR I RATHER GO SOMEWHERE ELSE, TO A PLACE WHERE DE HAIRDRESSER DOES NOT HAVE A ATTITUDE PROBLEM... hmph!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday my cousin messenged me telling me dat he got a gd progress award of $150, ( he is in express) so i messenge him back telling him dat what does it got to do with me den he say - this proves dat i am smarter den you...-.-" seriously speaking comparing a person who is in express and in Normal academic stream, naturally who do you think is smarter... =.= and besides dat i never even say anything about me being smarter or anything like dat besides, i only meet him ONCE a YEAR for CNY only cuz he lives quite far from my house den he also wanna boast, seriously larhz some people just got nothing better to do...=.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday night, mine whole family except for my big bro wen out for dinner... if i rmb correctly it is at Teck Whye dere... yah den my dad order de following - Frog Legs (mine first time trying) , suan tian pai gu ( dat is nice =D ), yam with meat ontop or something like dat one lar ( totally disgusting ), Fish head curry ( dis is quite stupid larhz, cuz my dad order de food den every dish arrived except for de Fish head curry so my dad go and ask de person, but de person say dey deliver de food le... what is stupid is dat dey deliver it to de wrong table...=.= den everybody all is stuffed and ready to leave de time den dey deliver de food... )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i.testfreaks.com/images/products/600x400/82/another-code-two-memories.396626.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 214px;" src="http://i.testfreaks.com/images/products/600x400/82/another-code-two-memories.396626.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dis game is FUN hahaz... okay i wanna list my fav ds games le... =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO 10 - Phoenix Wright and Apollo Justice series&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.daddygamer.com/wp-content/uploads/2006/11/phoenix-wright-ds.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 208px; height: 192px;" src="http://www.daddygamer.com/wp-content/uploads/2006/11/phoenix-wright-ds.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.shinyshiny.tv/phoenix%20wright.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 255px; height: 255px;" src="http://www.shinyshiny.tv/phoenix%20wright.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.pre-ordergames.co.uk/images/Phoenix%20Wrightds.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 222px;" src="http://www.pre-ordergames.co.uk/images/Phoenix%20Wrightds.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://jogaste.com.br/web/caixa/apollo-justice-ace-attorney-ds.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 284px; height: 254px;" src="http://jogaste.com.br/web/caixa/apollo-justice-ace-attorney-ds.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The phoenix Wright series are just to fun for words, i can play it for a whole day lol it is seriously a game worth playing.&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                Rating: 8/10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No 9 - The Legend of Zelda Phantom Hourglass&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://shanachan.files.wordpress.com/2007/10/folder.png?w=380&amp;amp;h=339"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 243px; height: 217px;" src="http://shanachan.files.wordpress.com/2007/10/folder.png?w=380&amp;amp;h=339" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;If you like to play Zelda games den you will definitely fall in love with this game. What i hate about the game is the Ocean temple only - cuz you have to go back dere over and over again but other than dat it is really really really fun. Hahaz do try it =)&lt;br /&gt;                                                                         Rating : 8/10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No 8 - Trauma Center : Under the knife 1 and 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.scubb.com/images/products/DS%20trauma%20centre%20under%20the%20knife_box.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 231px; height: 209px;" src="http://www.scubb.com/images/products/DS%20trauma%20centre%20under%20the%20knife_box.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.gamesdog.co.uk/utilities/picturenewsmain.php/NEWS-7390-f815744282776a3d94803434687b0742.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 203px; height: 203px;" src="http://www.gamesdog.co.uk/utilities/picturenewsmain.php/NEWS-7390-f815744282776a3d94803434687b0742.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;These 2 games are sort of linked to each other if you did not play the first series you will not understand a little bit of the second series story line but they did explain some.. anyways this is obviously a surgery game.. it is fun but if you are stuck, unable to save your patient den it gets irritating seriously larhz i have been trying to save this patient for like 5 times but all 5 times de patient dies...=.= anyways it is fun...&lt;br /&gt;                                                                            Rating : 7/10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No 7 - Drawn to Life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.familyfriendlygaming.com/Reviews/2007/Images/drawn-to-life5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 224px; height: 202px;" src="http://www.familyfriendlygaming.com/Reviews/2007/Images/drawn-to-life5.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This game involves your creativity, it is really really fun with cute charaters and you can customise de town how ever you like and the characters are all so cute hahaz do try it okay&lt;br /&gt;                                                                              Rating: 9/10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No 6 - Professor Layton and the Curious Village&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://suhlarsen.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/05/layton.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 235px; height: 209px;" src="http://suhlarsen.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/05/layton.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;The brainteasers are really difficult but once you thought of the solution de first thing that you will say is " why didn't i think of that" lol...&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                Rating : 8/10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No 5 - Final Fantasy Crystal Chronicles : Ring of Fate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.tranism.com/weblog/images/ffcc_ringsoffate.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 234px; height: 198px;" src="http://www.tranism.com/weblog/images/ffcc_ringsoffate.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Love love love this game... the characters are cute the monsters are also cute maybe except for the bosses but the gameplay is really fun i will definately buy this game i tell you... hahaz cuz if you download it there are some problems which will end your game which is stupid so buying it is the best solution&lt;br /&gt;                                                                         Rating: 10/10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No 4 - Hotel Dusk Room 215&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://pausegaming.com/niall/reviewpics/hoteldusk/hdcover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 223px; height: 199px;" src="http://pausegaming.com/niall/reviewpics/hoteldusk/hdcover.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I have completed this game countless amount of times but still i do not get sick of the gameplay it is really fun okay... you play a sales person who is formally a detective who is searching for his old partner to find answers...&lt;br /&gt;                                                                               Rating: 10/10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No 3 - Animal Crossing Wild World&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.playfuls.com/images/boxshot/AnimalCrossing_WildWorld_DS.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 236px; height: 211px;" src="http://www.playfuls.com/images/boxshot/AnimalCrossing_WildWorld_DS.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Only one word can describe this game - Addictive. Seriously this game can make you so hooked to it that you can even dream about life in a animal world... lol but after playing it for some months it may start to become boring...&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                Rating: 7.5/10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No 2 - Rune Factory : a fantasy Harvest moon 1 and 2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.avclub.com/content/files/images/Rune-Factory-cover.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 231px; height: 208px;" src="http://www.avclub.com/content/files/images/Rune-Factory-cover.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.dabbledoo.com/ee/images/uploads/gamertell/rune_factory2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 224px;" src="http://www.dabbledoo.com/ee/images/uploads/gamertell/rune_factory2.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This games are fun what attracted me to play Rune factory is the cute monsters... yea de monsters are really cute you can get wool from one type of monster which looks like a sheep but comparing it to the harvest moon sheep it is totally diffferent.. try it... =)&lt;br /&gt;                                                                               Rating : 8/10&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No 1 - Mario vs Donkey Kong 2 : March of the Minis&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i.testfreaks.com/images/products/600x400/44/mario-vs-donkey-kong-2-march-of-the-minis.443692.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 250px; height: 229px;" src="http://i.testfreaks.com/images/products/600x400/44/mario-vs-donkey-kong-2-march-of-the-minis.443692.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This game is cute seriously... i don't even know how to describe it but just try it...=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most anticipated games -&lt;br /&gt;Harvest Moon Shining Sun and Friends&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://monologuestudio.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/08/harvest_moon_-_shining_sun_and_friends_coverart.png"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 229px;" src="http://monologuestudio.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/08/harvest_moon_-_shining_sun_and_friends_coverart.png" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This game has come out on the 21st of feb 2008 in Japan... it is sort of the continuation of Harvest Moon Island of Happiness with new characters added to it and the animals like chicken, instead of having the one standard colour of white in all harvest moon games, now you can have black chickens too Hahaz... i really can't wait for it to come out in english... please please come out in english hahaz... anyways yah its fun... =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harvest Moon Welcome! Wind's Bazaar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.bokumono.com/series/kazebaza/info/img/20081216__guidebook.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 284px;" src="http://www.bokumono.com/series/kazebaza/info/img/20081216__guidebook.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/237518857241301242-9200888212415461380?l=starbearr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237518857241301242/posts/default/9200888212415461380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237518857241301242/posts/default/9200888212415461380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starbearr.blogspot.com/2008/12/hi_16.html' title=''/><author><name>grace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01861779000043143032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCMFTVSNIes/Sd3rYjsLe2I/AAAAAAAAACc/BIlSVQMqXlg/S220/cute+kitty.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-237518857241301242.post-5839487073369025229</id><published>2008-12-08T12:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T16:21:24.868+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HI... Ehhz, rmb on my last post i mentioned abt getting the medical report... yea i got it but as i thought my worst fears have surfaced... de doc say that while sleeping, i got 26.7 times never breathe or never breathe properly for 10 sec...he also say that surgery cannot cure the problem, and his only solution is use a machine for the rest of my life... he say dat the machine will pump oxygen into my body wen i am not breathing properly or something like that... but the point is the machine is very expensive... is a few thousand... i don't even think my family can afford to pay for this equipment... so i told my mum dat, i dun wanna use de machine, cuz everybody will die someday, and dying in your sleep is probably de best way and least suffering way of dying... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i got something important to say.. Do not overcooked green bean soup...&lt;br /&gt;Lol, why is it important..? Cuz yesterday, my mum cooked green bean soup and forgot all about it causing it to overcook, den today when i took it out of the fridge it is all gooey and thick and disgusting, so i put it inside the microwave to make it warm right, i thought that maybe once it is hot, it will be less disgusting but no, it is the same... lol so i use hot water to de-thicken de green bean soup but after adding the water, it looks like a normal everyday bowl of green bean soup, but the taste...=X... is still very terrible... lol i drank dunno how many liters of water to get rid of the taste from my tongue... so be careful of what you cook and eat...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/237518857241301242-5839487073369025229?l=starbearr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237518857241301242/posts/default/5839487073369025229'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237518857241301242/posts/default/5839487073369025229'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starbearr.blogspot.com/2008/12/hi.html' title=''/><author><name>grace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01861779000043143032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCMFTVSNIes/Sd3rYjsLe2I/AAAAAAAAACc/BIlSVQMqXlg/S220/cute+kitty.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-237518857241301242.post-8494426320519526259</id><published>2008-12-02T16:33:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T16:52:53.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.y8.com/games/Camera_Mind"&gt;Camera Mind&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://media.y8.com/gfx/Camera_Mind180.gif" border="0" height="135" width="180"&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Click here to play this game&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Play this... Lol ehhs... my score is only 13... =/... hahaz... anyway, this friday i got to go to the hospital again... to see if i need to operate on my tonsils anot... sianz... i got a super bad feeling about it... anyway dun talk about the bad stuff... on this coming saturday, i will be going to straighten my hair... this time i do not need to go all the way to raffles place to make my hair, cause my mum said that block 688 (i think) got one lady making people hair... but the thing is, if i go to raffles, the time taken to make my hair the longest i had encounted is 5 hours... quite long right... but now, if i go to the auntie dere, i have to wait for 7 hours... yeah &lt;b&gt;7 HOURS&lt;/b&gt; what will i do there..?!... but my mum say that i can go home and wait... lol... but i dun even know where the block is... is it far from my house or near..? who noes... and yeah i am thinking if i should cut my hair short... lol sounds weird... ehhs i mean like maybe cut till shoulder length like that... dunnoe lehs...=/ now it is raining... lol actually i am not even sure if it is raining or not as i am only hearing the thunder sounds coming from out of my window... it is also starting to get dark... lol...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On monday, my dad went to Genting to gamble.. i really dun understand what is so fun about gambling.. is spending hours of precious time, wasting your hard-earned money on card games or something like that fun?!... i dun even know what they do there lol cuz the last time i went to Genting was like in primary school and all i did there was go to the arcade to play games... lol good times...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;recently my family life is like not very harmonious... my mum always ends up fighting with everybody, even me... oh yeah except for my second brother who is always in her good books... seriously sometimes i am really very jealous of my second brother... he is smart, not like me and my older brother, thats why we always become the target of her anger... while my second brother is always free from getting scolded... life is so unfair!... hmph...oh yeah.. frequent vistiors of my blog may realise that i removed the song from my blog... i just dun like the song for a moment... well while i am hiding in a corner facing all my troubles alone.. why dun you all watch this video... it is from Konjiki no Gash bell aka Zatch bell... it is the first anime i watched... so happy watching!... =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="343"&gt;&lt;param value="http://media.imeem.com/v/pVxUTSSON-/aus=false/pv=2" name="movie"/&gt;&lt;param value="true" name="allowFullScreen"/&gt;&lt;embed width="400" src="http://media.imeem.com/v/pVxUTSSON-/aus=false/pv=2" height="343" allowfullscreen="true" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/soulstation/video/BM9uEgDL/very_melon_art_video/"&gt;&lt;center&gt;Very melon! - 金色のガッシュベル&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/237518857241301242-8494426320519526259?l=starbearr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237518857241301242/posts/default/8494426320519526259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237518857241301242/posts/default/8494426320519526259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starbearr.blogspot.com/2008/12/camera-mind-click-here-to-play-this.html' title=''/><author><name>grace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01861779000043143032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCMFTVSNIes/Sd3rYjsLe2I/AAAAAAAAACc/BIlSVQMqXlg/S220/cute+kitty.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-237518857241301242.post-6969793741834706480</id><published>2008-11-30T14:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T14:22:24.318+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hi... i am back to post again... i cannot believe that yesterday while playing my ds, i accidentally erased my Harvest Moon Island account...T-T... arrgh... i playying for a few weeks den got all the bridges built der... and spent alot of time saving money and raising up peopel hearts...=( sianz.. now i have to replay... haiz... can't wait for Harvest Moon Shining Sun and Friends to come out... lol it only came out in Japan this year so i huess i have to wait for either one or two years... sad sad... haiz... dis few days i am not in a good mood cuz of family matters... Last thursday, i went out to watch movie with my frens and after the movie we all went our separate ways... me and aishah went to NTUC cuz i needed to buy soap powder for my mum... okay... aishah can vouch for me on the weight of the soap powder... after buying i toko a bus back home right.. den so de bus so many people den i have to keep on clutching onto de stupid soap powder dat my palms already become red... it was so terrible...!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once i reached home, i placed the soap powder on de floor and went to my room right, den not long later my mum returned home... dat was wen de fight started... before going out, i told my brother dat there are clothes hanging outside and i asked him to keep it... but he did not do wat i asked him to.. de first thing my mum said wen she saw de clothes still hanging outside is ' GRACE come and keep de clothes'... den she never think dat my hands are quite tired and i still have to keep de clothes... while my brother he was using the stupid computer... shouldn't she have called my brother to keep de stupid clothes... so i had no choice, i have to keep de clothes right... den i just complain a little only she started shouting and saying things like ' why can't you keep de clothes before you go out' all that things... but hey! i did not keep de clothes at dat time as the clothes were not completely dry yet and de sun is shining so brightly outside... Not only dat you know... later because of her complaining, my dad started shouting and scolding bad words too.. it is like so irritating and frustrating... my mum still said dat she does not have a RUDE daughter like me... blah blah blah and she still told my brother dat he should not be like my oldest brother and me... say dat we are bad influence but did she even think dat SHE COULD HAVE ASK MY BROTHER TO KEEP DE STUPID CLOTHES!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now is not even over of de quarrel... she started saying dat once all of us are 21 yrs old, she will chase us out of the house to survive on our own... okay... she wanna chase us out den chase larhz... if one day she see us in de newspaper dead den dun say any regretful words... STUPID PERSON..! X.X&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/237518857241301242-6969793741834706480?l=starbearr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237518857241301242/posts/default/6969793741834706480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237518857241301242/posts/default/6969793741834706480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starbearr.blogspot.com/2008/11/hi_30.html' title=''/><author><name>grace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01861779000043143032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCMFTVSNIes/Sd3rYjsLe2I/AAAAAAAAACc/BIlSVQMqXlg/S220/cute+kitty.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-237518857241301242.post-612645912089720882</id><published>2008-11-26T11:17:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-26T11:36:38.169+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Tomorrow, Melody, Shi Teng, Yan Ting, maybe Aishah and Me is going to watch 'Beverly Hills Chihuahua' hahaz... the movie is about dogs, dogs and more dogs... so i think that the movie will be super nice to watch.. hahaz... anyway... dis few days i have been playing Harvest Moon - Island of Happiness on my ds... hahaz... i stopped playing for quite a long time ago... maybe not so long... about a few weeks..? Lol... i got Rune Factory 2 le... Yay!.. hahaz.. but i did not try it out yet.. i bet that it is going to be lots of fun cuz Rune Factory 1 is really addictive and fun... Websites, like the one i often go for Harvest Moon help (http://www.fogu.com/hm/).. also emphasize that Rune Factory 2 is more fun than Rune Factory 1... So it will definately be addictive and fun x 2.. hahaz... all of a sudden, i feel as if i am advertising de game... hahaz... but seriously for those who have nintendo DS, you should seriously try it out.. hahaz... Sianz... i wish that Apollo Justice, the continuation of the Phoenix Wright series will come out soon... i already completed the first one...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="555" height="576"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://static.capcom.com/apollojustice/embed.swf"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://static.capcom.com/apollojustice/embed.swf" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="555" height="576"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;try this out... it is the Apollo Justic first series de... if you wanna play the full game, let me know okay... =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/237518857241301242-612645912089720882?l=starbearr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237518857241301242/posts/default/612645912089720882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237518857241301242/posts/default/612645912089720882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starbearr.blogspot.com/2008/11/tomorrow-melody-shi-teng-yan-ting-maybe.html' title=''/><author><name>grace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01861779000043143032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCMFTVSNIes/Sd3rYjsLe2I/AAAAAAAAACc/BIlSVQMqXlg/S220/cute+kitty.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-237518857241301242.post-1685936102235282313</id><published>2008-11-24T15:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-24T15:49:13.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sorry to Melody who called me yesterday... cuz i did not want to answer the call...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway... last friday i went to the hospital for sleep study... kinda terrible as they expect you to sleep with all the wire sticking to your head face hands and legs... lol... they stick so much wire on my face with tape that i suddenly thought of... women no need to go for botox... just use tape to tape up thier face... cuz really can feel your face tightness... lol... anyway... i am not feeling very well recently... and i do not have tthe mood to pick up phone calls or anything... so once again sorry to Melody...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/237518857241301242-1685936102235282313?l=starbearr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237518857241301242/posts/default/1685936102235282313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237518857241301242/posts/default/1685936102235282313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starbearr.blogspot.com/2008/11/sorry-to-melody-who-called-me-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>grace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01861779000043143032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCMFTVSNIes/Sd3rYjsLe2I/AAAAAAAAACc/BIlSVQMqXlg/S220/cute+kitty.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-237518857241301242.post-4991308221281699918</id><published>2008-11-20T12:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T12:20:17.605+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cCMFTVSNIes/SSTkuh41R0I/AAAAAAAAABM/Yy9dkXBTXG0/s1600-h/%5BSweet%5D+Memories0003.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cCMFTVSNIes/SSTkuh41R0I/AAAAAAAAABM/Yy9dkXBTXG0/s320/%5BSweet%5D+Memories0003.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270588951952181058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;See the rainbow?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCMFTVSNIes/SSTkuV_NmGI/AAAAAAAAABE/gA8nd-fhOhY/s1600-h/%5BSweet%5D+Memories0084.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCMFTVSNIes/SSTkuV_NmGI/AAAAAAAAABE/gA8nd-fhOhY/s320/%5BSweet%5D+Memories0084.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270588948757715042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Construction&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cCMFTVSNIes/SSTkufGnu4I/AAAAAAAAAA8/poySpJMxSMQ/s1600-h/%5BSweet%5D+Memories0056.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cCMFTVSNIes/SSTkufGnu4I/AAAAAAAAAA8/poySpJMxSMQ/s320/%5BSweet%5D+Memories0056.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270588951204707202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;This picture is accidentally take de... lol perfect shot of the bright light...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cCMFTVSNIes/SSTkjyRk90I/AAAAAAAAAA0/YylCjmLdd20/s1600-h/%5BSweet%5D+Memories0031.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cCMFTVSNIes/SSTkjyRk90I/AAAAAAAAAA0/YylCjmLdd20/s320/%5BSweet%5D+Memories0031.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5270588767372375874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My bear... cute right =) My big brother give me de&lt;span style="font-family: webdings;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: times new roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;...=)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just some random pictures from around my house..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/237518857241301242-4991308221281699918?l=starbearr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237518857241301242/posts/default/4991308221281699918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237518857241301242/posts/default/4991308221281699918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starbearr.blogspot.com/2008/11/see-rainbow-construction-this-picture.html' title=''/><author><name>grace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01861779000043143032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCMFTVSNIes/Sd3rYjsLe2I/AAAAAAAAACc/BIlSVQMqXlg/S220/cute+kitty.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_cCMFTVSNIes/SSTkuh41R0I/AAAAAAAAABM/Yy9dkXBTXG0/s72-c/%5BSweet%5D+Memories0003.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-237518857241301242.post-8413527520290322831</id><published>2008-11-18T10:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T10:23:30.207+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Haiz... yesterday i went for prom night... ehhs... it wasn't something that i have benne looking forward too... but yah... i went to Orchard Hotel yesterday... haiz... quite unlucky yesterday... cuz on my way home... when i have alighted from my dad's taxi, i accidently tripped on something ( I still have no idea what it is yet )... and scraped my knee.. resulting in losing a chance of going to the BBQ today... Maybe that is a good thing...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/237518857241301242-8413527520290322831?l=starbearr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237518857241301242/posts/default/8413527520290322831'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237518857241301242/posts/default/8413527520290322831'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starbearr.blogspot.com/2008/11/haiz_17.html' title=''/><author><name>grace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01861779000043143032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCMFTVSNIes/Sd3rYjsLe2I/AAAAAAAAACc/BIlSVQMqXlg/S220/cute+kitty.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-237518857241301242.post-4074169323781024737</id><published>2008-11-16T10:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T10:44:29.942+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cCMFTVSNIes/SR-IP-YuaHI/AAAAAAAAAAs/435aR2Yl6GY/s1600-h/Sad.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cCMFTVSNIes/SR-IP-YuaHI/AAAAAAAAAAs/435aR2Yl6GY/s320/Sad.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5269079897072887922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiz... i don't mean anything in this picture, i just wanna say that those people surrounding me may be happy, but that does not mean that i am also happy... i mean they will take for granted the fact that since so many people are happy, then everybody must also be happy... i just wanna say that i am &lt;b&gt;UNHAPPY&lt;/b&gt; ... haiz...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/237518857241301242-4074169323781024737?l=starbearr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237518857241301242/posts/default/4074169323781024737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237518857241301242/posts/default/4074169323781024737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starbearr.blogspot.com/2008/11/haiz.html' title=''/><author><name>grace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01861779000043143032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCMFTVSNIes/Sd3rYjsLe2I/AAAAAAAAACc/BIlSVQMqXlg/S220/cute+kitty.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_cCMFTVSNIes/SR-IP-YuaHI/AAAAAAAAAAs/435aR2Yl6GY/s72-c/Sad.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-237518857241301242.post-4566221251065423915</id><published>2008-11-14T13:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T13:53:15.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi... this is my new blog... lol... so little links...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways.. exams are finally finished... hahaz... Finally... now, the only thing that i can do is pray that my results will be good... I just hope that it is good enough to enter poly... if cannot go poly have to go work le... haiz really really hope that my results can make it bahh...=/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/237518857241301242-4566221251065423915?l=starbearr.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237518857241301242/posts/default/4566221251065423915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/237518857241301242/posts/default/4566221251065423915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://starbearr.blogspot.com/2008/11/hi.html' title=''/><author><name>grace</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01861779000043143032</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_cCMFTVSNIes/Sd3rYjsLe2I/AAAAAAAAACc/BIlSVQMqXlg/S220/cute+kitty.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
