<?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-23867499</id><updated>2011-04-22T06:06:23.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Frog's life</title><subtitle type='html'>This blog was created with the intention of trashing out some of my thoughts. Reader's discretion is advised. Most of the time i will only include certain information and leave out the rest. I hope it does not create confusion to readers as this blog is meant actually for me to read. I shall try my best to explain whatever i can so that readers can understnad too.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fred-frog.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867499/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fred-frog.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867499/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>frog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01384186414174581012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>129</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23867499.post-116782920036493587</id><published>2007-01-03T20:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-03T21:00:00.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Frog has leapt to life-of-a-frog.blogspot.com &lt;br /&gt;Please relink!! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23867499-116782920036493587?l=fred-frog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fred-frog.blogspot.com/feeds/116782920036493587/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23867499&amp;postID=116782920036493587' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867499/posts/default/116782920036493587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867499/posts/default/116782920036493587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fred-frog.blogspot.com/2007/01/frog-has-leapt-to-life-of-frog.html' title=''/><author><name>frog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01384186414174581012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23867499.post-116762822389898527</id><published>2007-01-01T12:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-01T13:10:23.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's been a crazy year.&lt;br /&gt;Going to VJ was all right for me.. i wasn't as excited as i thought i would be.. i guess it was cos of the dsa thing. Then i met my class.. and i thought.. oh okay.. so here are the people whom i'll be spending the next two years with. Orientation was great fun! Nobody can who's been there can deny that. The Victorian spirit was crazy! VJ's just the most happening and cool place on earth!! Choir practices were extremely time consuming and draggy cos i didn't identify well with the year 1s.. And then of course, all the ups and downs with friendship issues and stuff.. who can forget that eh? Haha. And i thought "oh man, what am i doing here?! I want out!" And i remember considering quiting choir.. changing class..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But..&lt;br /&gt;Now, i'm glad i hung in there.&lt;br /&gt;Cos choir's really brought me memories and experience I doubt no other CCA in VJ can offer. A chance to sing to a vast international audience, in Italy, Riva Del Garda, so generous with their applause! A chance to meet seniors and friends without whom, my life wouldn't be that blessed. And of course who can forget? CHEAP GELATO!! haha!!!! The very classmates whom i couldn't stand became my bestfriends and 06s33 will never be the same without them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The entire year was a spiritual rollercoaster for me as well, falling in and out with God so often i thought what's the point of running back to God.. But now i know, each time i come back to him, i'm stronger, more refined cos God's been moulding me all this while and will continue to do so till my transformation is complete and i'm ready to return to him for good. He's brought many people into my life along which came trials and testing.. but in all this, he's never given me more than I could handle with his grace. He's thought me to trust in him to provide cos he knows the plans he has for me, plans to prosper me and not harm me. So that in all things, i can give the greatest glory back to Him. People come and people go, people change as they get older but God's is unchanging and his love endures forever. I think friends are Angels in disguise, sent by God as a physical display of his care and concern for us, a listening ear in times of grief and a shoulder to cry on when we are sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've changed to the point where i look at myself a few years back and i think "woah, i'd never thought i'd be like I am today.." go figure out for yourself what i mean. Hopfully i've changed for the better.. only God knows what 2007 has to bring.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23867499-116762822389898527?l=fred-frog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fred-frog.blogspot.com/feeds/116762822389898527/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23867499&amp;postID=116762822389898527' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867499/posts/default/116762822389898527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867499/posts/default/116762822389898527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fred-frog.blogspot.com/2007/01/its-been-crazy-year.html' title=''/><author><name>frog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01384186414174581012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23867499.post-116749682388115924</id><published>2006-12-31T00:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-31T19:37:30.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>If i were to rate my social life in choir.. it'd be a 1.. that's 1/10 mind you.. Farewell basically sucked.. JTS too.. wait let me set the record straight. I really enjoyed myself with the people who turned up for JTS! I played lan with them.. lol first time =p kena owned... The Ex-co did a fantastic job organising the farewell and all! everything went smoothly according to plan and there was more than enough food! They packed the leftovers into styrofoam boxes for people to take home.. 10 points for that ingenius idea! OK so why did it suck so bad? Haiz.. cos the seniors are leaving! And the batch of juniors, namely US, who are taking over the responsibilty of upholding VJChoir's legacy? We're a real let down i think. Mr Kwei said something today during the tea-light session aka sit in a circle with a tea-light in front of you and hear what the year 2s have to say as a farewell speech. He said "If anything, you (year 1 cohort) are not half as united as the year 2s" I TOTALLY AGREE WITH HIM. I mean.. how can you expect us to be united with people like ... around?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's wat happened.. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;VS GUYS!! PAY ATTENTION. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;So it was dinner time.. i got my food and sat down with them to eat.. immediately, as in, before i managed to take my first mouthful of food immediate, they start criticising VS GUYS in general.. i mean &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;wat the heck..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; "i felt so welcome to sit with them?" What a bloody freaking generalisation! And not like they had anything nice to say about us! It's really hard to lead a life God calls us to lead.. especially with such people around.. i'm pissed.. and really hurt. Some people can be so mean!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Believe me when i say, I'm really sad to see the year 2s go, especially the VS GUYS!!!!!! Thanks to the ... people my loyalty to my alma mater just went up by a gazillion times.. anyone wants to criticise her, for goodness sake take a look at yourslef. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Ok.. so much for that. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Man I'm really gonna miss singing with this choir. As in 1988, 1989 batch of choir members. I realise there's never gonna be another chance for this choir to sing together like we did in Italy ever again. The videos of us winning the GRAND PREMIO in Italy really gave me goosebumps and it was like we were doing it all over again. A few of us stood up and cheered when we saw oursleves claim the grand prize again on the screen. Suddenly all the memories of Italy come flooding back through my mind, the joy and honour of receiving a standing ovation coursing through my veins once more. What's next year gonna be like? Nothing's gonna beat italy i think. Irvin's said we ought to find our place in choir.. for that balance. People think that once you have a com position, you're happy in choir cos you got something to do. Yea right.. I ought to get off the scale incase I upset the balance. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23867499-116749682388115924?l=fred-frog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fred-frog.blogspot.com/feeds/116749682388115924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23867499&amp;postID=116749682388115924' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867499/posts/default/116749682388115924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867499/posts/default/116749682388115924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fred-frog.blogspot.com/2006/12/if-i-were-to-rate-my-social-life-in.html' title=''/><author><name>frog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01384186414174581012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23867499.post-116740970686960363</id><published>2006-12-29T23:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-30T00:28:26.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1991/2471/1600/642449/DSC01312.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/1991/2471/200/84310/DSC01312.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All ready for school? Haiz.. gone were the days my fringe swept across my face when the wind blew.. LOL! Sounds so gay.. kk STOP. Terry said this pic super emo.. Hehe! really ar ? cool! Time to do ome reflections on 2006 man.. Been a crazy year.. but i'm not gonna reflect here and let everybody see!! :) Shall write it somewhere more private i think ? Hey who's free on 31st? come my church for countdown!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh! I got locked out of the house today! Haha! First time! I took out my keys from my wallet as they were making ugly imprints on the leather. Mum bought me this really nice billabong wallet for christmas! Haiz.. makes me feel guilty and appreciative all the same.. didn't get my parents gifts.. and recently i realise i've been really rude and impatient towards them. But sometimes i just can't help it! God gimme patience and grace!!! ARGH! I think i'd be really sad if i were my parents.. :(&lt;br /&gt;Aniwaes.. i was sitting outside the basketball court eating my donut while waiting.. lol.. some picnic. But this mozzie ppl gotta come and do fummigation.. eh.. chocolate donut is enuf.. no need extra DDT or something. Haha. The look on Dad's face when he saw me with black hair again was so funny.. his mouth was so round.. haha!! But den.. haiz, again i disappoint myself. I'm too cool, too pushy, too impatient, too angry for him for locking the door.. stupid reason. FRED!! Who ask u never bring key! Not Dad's fault lor.. Haiz.. and so i missed out on a chance to laugh and joke with Dad and Mum about my new haircut. Wat's wrong with me.. I complain ppl are snobbish.. when here i am thinking i'm too cool to tell my parents how much i love them. :(&lt;br /&gt;Teenagers nowadays ought to behave at home, like they would with their friends. Weird way of putting it but, i think it's really true in alot of families. Ppl often say teens need to behave outside like their under the watchful eyes of their parents but i dun think that's all encompassing. Bleh.. why am i blogging about this.. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh another sickening thing to blog about! Bass JTS. Though it's not till tmr that i will actually find out how many ppl will turn up. It's still damn freaking irritating when ppl confirm with you that they are coming, den after u book the bloody table, they tell you they cannot come. And it's like i book liao, send out sms to confirm with them that the table has been booked, den they reply cannot come.. so if i didn't sms you all, i'll get a surprise tmr morning when no one comes issit? %$*&amp;$^&amp;amp;%$(^% Thanks God at least Daniel agreed to go shopping for the farewell gifts.. Den i went home to pack it properly and write the cards, signing them with "BASSES 06-07" Should just write from me and Daniel eh.. but den, likedat cannot claim money.. All of you owe me $7.70!! I hope none of the seniors read this.. lol. Was sposed to go for the campus crusade thingy tonight.. but had to do econs project and pack the farewell gifts..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TMR is JTS.. hmm. Bleh.. i dun like this.. this sux..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23867499-116740970686960363?l=fred-frog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fred-frog.blogspot.com/feeds/116740970686960363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23867499&amp;postID=116740970686960363' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867499/posts/default/116740970686960363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867499/posts/default/116740970686960363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fred-frog.blogspot.com/2006/12/all-ready-for-school-haiz.html' title=''/><author><name>frog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01384186414174581012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23867499.post-116723723583792453</id><published>2006-12-28T00:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-28T00:33:55.836+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;WHERE IS MY TAGBOARD !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23867499-116723723583792453?l=fred-frog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fred-frog.blogspot.com/feeds/116723723583792453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23867499&amp;postID=116723723583792453' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867499/posts/default/116723723583792453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867499/posts/default/116723723583792453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fred-frog.blogspot.com/2006/12/where-is-my-tagboard.html' title=''/><author><name>frog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01384186414174581012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23867499.post-116723647915108004</id><published>2006-12-27T23:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-28T00:21:19.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>What a day!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the morning i went to school to do econs project.. due on the 8th.. this is unbelievably the first meeting since the holidays.. Haha!! Actually it's quite believable.. i wouldn't even have bothered if fritzi hadn't bothered.. Haha! =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, went for some camp thing by Campus Crusade for christ at.. NUS.. wah, so far. And it was raining. So i an attempt to rush from the bus stop to paya lebar mrt without getting drenched.. I DROPPED MY PHONE!!!! By the time i realised it was gone.. (I had crossed the road and reached the station), doubled back to see where it was.. it had magically grown wings and disappeared.. so there i was, standing in the rain, searching for my phone in vain. At first i was worried about the leg of my jeans getting wet as it was way too long and i was stepping on it most of the time as i walked. Now i was totally drenched.. ar.. one less thing to worry about i guess?&lt;br /&gt;As a result, i had one long mrt ride from paya lebar to clementi to mourn for the would be lost phone if not for the kind soul who picked it up, called my home and arranged to meet my parents at aljunied this evening to return it!!!! THANK GOD for people like her!!! Imagine the inconvenience of losing all the contact numbers.. somemore i'm trying to organise JTS this sat.. and THANK GOD i managed to meet john without having to call him to ask where he was. That was when i called mum to tell her the bad news and received good news in return!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aniwaes, the conference was really good! I realised that even blogging can be a means of evagelism!!! They showed a video of this guy spreading the gospel while on a boat, cruising down a river to another boat beside him.. it's like those kinda sampan cum gandola type of boat.. and the way he was evangelising was so funny! straight to the point.. "dun believe in Jesus, ur gonna DIE" quite blunt.. but 3 of them who heard turned their hearts to Jesus after that!! super cool lah!! sheesh! GOD AT WORK man!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way home it seemed that there were more couples den usual on the mrt.. initially i was leaning on the side panels beside the door.. den.. eh no. I was sitting down. Den this guy with really bad body odur sat beside me.. wah! sorry, really cannot stand it.. sour musty smell. BLEH!! so i stood up and moved away as discreet as i could. Den along came the first couple, and stood beside me. You know how couples love the side panels near the doors? er.. dun think i need to explain. So i pretended not to notice their sideway glances at me at first. But after a while, i decided that i'd give them what they wanted and moved away. I looked back and.. wah! so fast ar! already in position.. sheesh! den i noticed 2 other couples in the mrt too!! lol sorry.. got long journey.. nothing to do. Den as i was standing there trying not to stare.. a family came and stood beside me.. the mum and kids on my left, the dad on my right.. rrrrite.. so am i sposed to move away again?? OKAY.. i'm nice.. sheesh!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHAT A DAY!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23867499-116723647915108004?l=fred-frog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fred-frog.blogspot.com/feeds/116723647915108004/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23867499&amp;postID=116723647915108004' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867499/posts/default/116723647915108004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867499/posts/default/116723647915108004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fred-frog.blogspot.com/2006/12/what-day-in-morning-i-went-to-school.html' title=''/><author><name>frog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01384186414174581012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23867499.post-116711945973953130</id><published>2006-12-26T15:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-26T15:50:59.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ARGH!!!! Can u imagine the frustration when u've been playing PS2 the whole morning and all ur characters in the game level up by 8 times liao and den suddenly die without saving! alwiuebf;OUEB!!*%#%*@(@!!! GRRRR.. stupid sia.. crap crap crap!! oh wellssssss...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was writing christmas cards this morning.. mum was like "now den u write??" &lt;br /&gt;Hehe! well, better late den never i guess? Den i received news that we gotta get gifts for our seniors on farewell which is in 4 days time.. Minus today cos relatives coming over for christmas, i have 3 days, how am i sposed to go hunt for a standard gift for over 10 ppl in such a short time!!!! ARGH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just came to realise something... school starts on wed.. NO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Why so fast!! And now i wish i had signed up to be an OGL. I envy elroy.. get to lead my old OG. I wanna do those stupid OG cheers again!! haha!! the fight-kill one was so vulgar! but funny.. Hehe. And den cheering sessions.. standing on the chairs helping my fellow OG mates cos i already knew most of the cheers.. seeing other VS ppl on the chairs too! Haha! Super funny. Haiz.. it feels like the year's starting all over again and i'm gg to VJ for the first time. Suddenly i think about all my OG mates.. some have gone to other JCs.. lost touch with them.. i remember gg with them to airport for dinner once.. aww.. the memories!! Shucks man.. orientation was really fun!! Mass dance!! though i still can't do a complete dance without cues.. it's still the most enjoyable part of school events i think!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am i ready for the new year.. no way man....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23867499-116711945973953130?l=fred-frog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fred-frog.blogspot.com/feeds/116711945973953130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23867499&amp;postID=116711945973953130' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867499/posts/default/116711945973953130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867499/posts/default/116711945973953130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fred-frog.blogspot.com/2006/12/argh-can-u-imagine-frustration-when.html' title=''/><author><name>frog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01384186414174581012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23867499.post-116705745775638493</id><published>2006-12-25T21:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-25T22:37:37.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>One thing i need to learn.. patience. Haiz. Lay back dude, let things unfold SLOWLY. Crap lah. Aakjdvbrbvaev;owsdk eA. I mean wat's the point of rushing stuff.. take a step back and smell the roses.. yea rite.. rrrite. Haiz it's ok.. i'm still learning anyways. New year's just around the corner.. lotsa new year resolutions to make. hmm. This will definitely be included. Step back, let God take the reigns. Let him fix this stupid screwed up messed up life. Haiz.. and i thought i had it all figured out. It all goes to show how wrong we can be. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Hide me now, &lt;br /&gt;Under your wings.&lt;br /&gt;Cover me, &lt;br /&gt;within your mighty hands.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When the oceans rise,&lt;br /&gt;and thunders roar, &lt;br /&gt;I will soar with you &lt;br /&gt;above the storm.&lt;br /&gt;Father you are king &lt;br /&gt;over the flood.&lt;br /&gt;And i will be still,&lt;br /&gt;know you are GOD!!!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kinda wonder what the new year will have instore! A levels, SYF, new juniors.. getting ready for NS. I registered liao!!Someone i know is expecting to get attached by the end of the year! LOL!! no, not me, i'm just out there to have fun and make friends.. hmm been a long time since i last saw my classmates. What happened to the sentosa trip man!! School's starting! haiz.. next hols i guess. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's God gonna do with me next year eh? i dunno.. hey this sounds like a post suitable for the 31st dec.. not now.. haiz.. i'm bored.. ohwell. ciao&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23867499-116705745775638493?l=fred-frog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fred-frog.blogspot.com/feeds/116705745775638493/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23867499&amp;postID=116705745775638493' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867499/posts/default/116705745775638493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867499/posts/default/116705745775638493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fred-frog.blogspot.com/2006/12/one-thing-i-need-to-learn.html' title=''/><author><name>frog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01384186414174581012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23867499.post-116697351504324816</id><published>2006-12-24T23:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-24T23:18:35.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's Christmas time!!! Time to sing about the little king, to celebrate the child in the manger. Haha today pastor Swee Kee was funny. She was critiscing the idea of santa clause and all the other no link "christmas" stuff. Don't sing Santa Clause is coming to town k? The attributes that are given to him in the song are really meant for our Lord and saviour, Jesus Christ! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carolling sessions with the choir have been fun.. but i'm getting bored liao. Today didn't exactly feel like socialising, so i came home after the last session. Had so much stuff to carry, was in uncomfortable clothes, and need to wake up early tomorrow! Funny how i kept bumping into groups of choir ppl on my way from raffles hotel to the mrt station.. lol. All of them gg out to chill at orchard or wherever.. haha! Den as i was sitting at the station platform along came David.. Haha! He also got church early in the morn tmr so gotta go home too. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haven't done much christmas shopping this year.. didn't do much actually.. cos i dun intend to do much more.. everyday got carolling.. no time to shop lah.. no time to be creative to think of stuff to buy for people. Actually i got no money.. lol. Maybe i should have gone to work. Haha, John so funny. I asked him if i could just wish him a merry christmas and that's it, den he was so happy and readily agreed that we won't buy each other gifts this year.. lol! Hai ya! it's not about the gifts anyway! It's about THE GIFT. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;For God so loved the world that he gave his one and only begotten son to die on the cross, so that whoever believes in him shall not perish but have eternal life. John 3:16.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's 45min to go till christams day! can i last that long? I'm falling asleep at the com already.. waiting to wish ppl merry christmas. No one's online, everyone seems to be out, partying or something. . .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23867499-116697351504324816?l=fred-frog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fred-frog.blogspot.com/feeds/116697351504324816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23867499&amp;postID=116697351504324816' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867499/posts/default/116697351504324816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867499/posts/default/116697351504324816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fred-frog.blogspot.com/2006/12/its-christmas-time-time-to-sing-about.html' title=''/><author><name>frog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01384186414174581012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23867499.post-116662641262558521</id><published>2006-12-20T22:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-20T22:53:32.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wow ! long time since i last blogged!! &lt;br /&gt;*wipes away cobwebs* kk that's lame.. Hehe! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So how was sydney?? Haha!! It was great man!! Sydney itself is really cool! The aquarium there is huge!! it even has a crocodile!! and little penguins, seals, huge alaskan crabs, octopus.. jellyfish! etc. I took so many really nice pics! my cam rox! Haha! Den we took a jet boat cruise.. i love boat rides!! wohoo!! it was going so fast i couldn't breathe properly! den sunburn until like lobster.. speaking of lobster, wah the seafood there rox man!!! BUT!! i eat until sian liao.. over indulgence.. indigestion.. so ended up eating porridge or not eating at all for most of the trip.. i missed home!! and all my friends back home!! :( the trip was too long i think.. and i've been to australia so many times liao.. it's mostly the same everywhere.. wine tasting... wildlife.. but i love animals!! especially stumbling into wild ones. There was a possum scavanging the dustbin outside my apartment!! lol! Dolphin watching was really cool too! literally and figuratively.. so cool that i caught a chill and a fever after that but i still went ahead and did the go-karts! Haha!! i went so fast and the floor was slippery.. drifting and sliding all over the place but i managed to control the car and ended up doing really smooth turns!! Haha! super fun! i loved the go-karts! i did 12 laps while dad and ben only managed 8 in the same amount of time!! lol. Guess who i met at the sydney opera house! Mr Tan Ban Huat! Haha! VS combined humans teacher.. of all ppl.. haha!! small world i guess.. i met my friend's friend fr VJ at the airport too.. took the same plane home!! lol.. aniwaes, i almost got a chance to sing in the sydney opera house concert hall!!! but i was too shy.. lol.. the tour guide asked if anyone would like to test the acoustics and my dad volunteered me saying i was in the choir.. sheesh.. what if i disgraced singapore!! lol.. no thank you.. but if there weren't so many ppl watching i'd do it. Haha!! It's the sydney opera house man!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm. so what else did i do? SHOP!!!! Haha!! the market there is really cool! got lotsa stuff!! i spent so much money there man! i think next year my ang pao will be really small.. I bought jeans, shoes, sweater, wooden craft stuff, a rifle scope, a monoloculous, a toy frog.. tiny souveniers.. wohoo!! even at the singapore airport arrival hall (after the trip) i spent another 200bucks.. lol! OH oh! we were really fortunate that the dumb tour agent made a mistake and didn't give us the correct hotel room allocation.. sposed to be 2 bedroom, they only give a 1 bedroom room.. so we suffered for one night.. but the next day, they upgraded us to a suite!!! two storey lei! super cool! and the view of the city from the 25 story! wah!! never had a hotel room that big! 2 story lei! double story!!!! got staircase!!!! =p &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So aniwaes, really enjoyed this chance to relax and not worry bout anything.. but like i said.. it was a bit too long.. but nonetheless.. got a chance to see my parents working as a team to figure out the driving route (hilarious, i took a video)interact with my grandparents (they're actually a very funny pair, blur blur wan.. den when someone exp to them and they go "OH" rotfl) lol.. i really really wanna go japan though!! heard they got a new theme park!! man!!! 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Pretty awesome! Haha! Learnt so much from the 3 choral clinicians there. Their all very good! I liked Dr Joshua Haberman's workshop the best though. He's one funny guy.. super nice voice!! Very good looking too, all the girls were like. . . . Haha! You imagine for yourself lah. I hope we remember what we learnt there! Den we'll really be invincible!!! Muahaha. :p Too bad on the night of our performance we were all very tired i think.. didn't give our best show. But oh wells, at least we did better than the rest.. i think! ;p sorry, i'm proud of VJChoir! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VS really disappoints me though. Time after time. Theirs sopranos really "CMI" but the tenors and basses are not bad. Maybe it's cos their teacher in-charge pissed me off so I'm inclined to be more critical of them than usual. Johnnie keep dragging me to go visit the VS block but i'm totally unenthusiastic. I only went out of boredom. I seriously think VS will die next SYF... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The design of the resort was not bad, the idea was good.. BUT. Haha! The furniture in the rooms quite bad.. my toilet door can't be locked! Shessh! And the food was not all that appetising.. good thing the meal times company made up for it. Got to konw the DSA people in these 4 days. They're really nice! Haha! Welcome to VJCHOIR!! lol. Your journey begins here. Muahaha (evil laughter) ;p But poor Mel and Jia ling fell sick.. good thing got Pao to pamper them and doctor Johnnie to the rescue.. Haha! Some pai-kia doctor.. but with effective medicine nonetheless. I think o.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh! Something really interesting and stupid happened to me on the second day!! &lt;br /&gt;In the morning as we boarded the bus to JustCo shopping centre (where daniel bought me a frog soon to be christened "Frodo" by Melodie)I wanted to listen to my mp3 but couldn't find it.. my pockets only contained my wallet and my phone. So i thought hmm must be in the room. But by the tinme we came back in the afternoon, I had forgotten about the Nano.. It was only until before dinner that i wanted to bring it along with me and realised it was missing!!!!! I sorta freaked-out and searched the whole room for it. My roommates even helped me search the entire appartment! Thanks Guys!! Den Shi Xuan suggested i report to the front desk. I was reluctant at first.. but i thought, what's the harm in the end. So i made a report. Den i went for lunch.. Just as i finished lunch, someone came and told me i was required at the Business centre.. "er.. okay.." And so i went. Well to cut the long story short, there was a full fledge investigation carried out by the head of security of the resort to solve the case of the missing iPod. Investigation meaning questioning the room cleaners, my roommates.. with the teachers and the tour agent present to witness and all, plus having to write out a statement to be submitted. The tour agent even wanted me to make a police report.. but i thought that's abit inconvenient lah.. dun wan. And good thing i didn't make the police report.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cos in the end Hong Sheng pulled it out of my pants pocket.. yea the nano was in my pocket all along.. HAHAHAAH!! I'm so dumb.. Hehe. Miss Sandiar wanted to kill me personally but decided to leave me to the mercy of my roommates. LOL!! Naturally news like this spreads like wild fire and more people than i would have liked came to know about my blunder. Everytime i walk pass any member of the organising committee for this festival they'll ask me where's my iPod in a mocking way.. They even offered to take a picture of me and frame it up or something.. Hehe! I'm famous.. ;p Den everytime the choir assembles to move on to another place, the teachers will remind the choir to take care of their belongings and specifically highlight iPod Nanos.. ;(  Whatever lor.. who ask them make such slim iPods which i can't feel through my pants pockets.. ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well i guess that's the highlight of this trip. So exciting right! Haha!! Now i'm aqquainted with the teachers too.. which isn't necessarily a good thing.. for example, now Mr Kan keeps reminding me to get a haircut.. dotz.. and my answer is always the same.. when sch reopens!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of aquaintences.. i'm really happy to have made new friends in choir! Now got something extra to look forward to in choir. I'm gonna miss them when i go on holiday! Haha!! which is in 1 day plus' time!! Sydney here i come!! Wohoo!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23867499-116550187665100089?l=fred-frog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fred-frog.blogspot.com/feeds/116550187665100089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23867499&amp;postID=116550187665100089' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867499/posts/default/116550187665100089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867499/posts/default/116550187665100089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fred-frog.blogspot.com/2006/12/just-came-back-from-malacca.html' title=''/><author><name>frog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01384186414174581012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23867499.post-116507372349384716</id><published>2006-12-02T23:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-02T23:35:23.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>After months of hardwork PCC has finally come and gone. Now that it's finally over, I really wish we could do it again. Seeing the crowd, the applause. Singing our hearts out, taking on the character and personality of a different person. LOL dunno who say i sing until very emmo! Haha!! I take that as a compliment. Hehe!! Just hope that whoever came enjoyed the concert, and for those who couldn't make it.. well, perhaps there'll be a second chance for you to catch Les Miserables by VJChoir!! Mum and Ben couldn't make it.. only dad came.. oh wells. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Malacca this mon with choir. My lauggage is huge.. Haha! Kia Su. But need to bring choir costume wat.. wat to do.. bring big bag lor =p &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, rest one day, den Sydney!!!!!!!!!! Wohooo!!! Seafood here I come! Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today Miss Lau call me, scolded me for not returning the Vests quickly.. dotz, as if it's my fault lah.. just because she has my contact no. den she must call me and scream. Stupid woman. If i go deaf in one ear, i'll sue her man. I wasn't the one who suggested borrowing VS vests, I wasn't the one who borrowed them, neither am I the one in charge of distributing and collecting the vests, i totally got no idea what's going on, and you call me to scold me, just because your first choice, Johnnie Ang has fled to KL and left me as his scapegoat.. thanks much? In the end, I did her a favour by going all the way back to school, grabbing the huge bag of vests which i did not know about, and lugging it all the way to VS to return it to them. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Badminton todae, lol 3 ppl, 3 courts. Haha!! ended up running around and dodging shuttlecocks.. Haha! Fun! Fun! reach home 9 plus after dinner, den went to pick up my mum from her school. Brought cookie for car ride, on the way up, she pee-ed in the lift.. sheesh! Sickening white dog. Excited until like that.. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rar, i still got stuff to pack.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23867499-116507372349384716?l=fred-frog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fred-frog.blogspot.com/feeds/116507372349384716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23867499&amp;postID=116507372349384716' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867499/posts/default/116507372349384716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867499/posts/default/116507372349384716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fred-frog.blogspot.com/2006/12/after-months-of-hardwork-pcc-has.html' title=''/><author><name>frog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01384186414174581012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23867499.post-116488220501530534</id><published>2006-11-30T18:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-30T18:23:25.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wow! i just realised i can blade!! Wohoo!! so happy! wahaha! Went blading with the choir ppl after tying the booklets for tmr's concert. Wanted to cycle at first.. but since everyone else was balding.. guess i'l try it too. Haha! Hu ping and Wan ting also first time trying blading.. Ray Rin is a really good teacher.. Haha! Thanks dude. He was coaching me on blading.. Haha! Sharon too.. It was scary at first.. like trying to get from one lamp post to another.. Haha!! But soon, it felt like ice skating which i had done before.. so, yay!! started blading around.. den got confident.. went faster.. den fell.. Haha! but good thing i didn't fall badly.. mostly cushioned by my hand guards.. &lt;br /&gt;Wohoo! blading is really fun!!!!!!!!! Haha!! Now leg aching, got blister.. but.. yay! i wanna go again! Haha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23867499-116488220501530534?l=fred-frog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fred-frog.blogspot.com/feeds/116488220501530534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23867499&amp;postID=116488220501530534' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867499/posts/default/116488220501530534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867499/posts/default/116488220501530534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fred-frog.blogspot.com/2006/11/wow-i-just-realised-i-can-blade-wohoo.html' title=''/><author><name>frog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01384186414174581012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23867499.post-116470991218827343</id><published>2006-11-28T18:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-28T18:31:52.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1991/2471/1600/Penguin%21.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1991/2471/320/Penguin%21.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1991/2471/1600/@%20Vivo%20city.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1991/2471/320/%40%20Vivo%20city.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay! Pics of the trip to vivo! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Slacked the whole day at home today! Playing FFX on ps2.. can't seem to get the dumb legendary weapons. Read more of the Corfu Trilogy.. Baked a pizza.. bleh. Boring. haha. lamo post this is. k bb.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23867499-116470991218827343?l=fred-frog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fred-frog.blogspot.com/feeds/116470991218827343/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23867499&amp;postID=116470991218827343' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867499/posts/default/116470991218827343'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867499/posts/default/116470991218827343'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fred-frog.blogspot.com/2006/11/yay-pics-of-trip-to-vivo-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>frog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01384186414174581012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23867499.post-116454011680709633</id><published>2006-11-26T18:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-26T19:21:56.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Alright!! Class outing at vivo! Haha! I was 15min late.. had choir prac before that, happily conducting combines for carolling.. lol. Dunno why I quite hyper that day.. Hehe. So i rushed off to meet the rest at harbour front.. wah, super far!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the bus an old lady lost her balance and knocked her head on the panel behind the bus driver's seat when he jammed the brakes. Oww.. so loud!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turns out the girls were early.. so they waited 20min for me, plus, another 15min? for the rest of the guys too.. Haha! Jon loh msg me that he and Cheng Wei will be late and I laughed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vivo is huge!! But the walk ways are too narrow! It has lots of eating places, and shops for fashion wear, although alot for ladies.. not much for teens. Kid friendly place, it even has a shop called maternity house! lol. So what did we do there?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, ate at Carl's junior, wasted lots of free sauce, wanted to watch a movie but it was too crowded and some of us had to leave early. Oh we took photos with the penguin mascots from Happy Feet!!!! Haha! So cute.. debo was gg nuts over the penguins.. Haha!! siao. I love Penguins!! Especially when they walk! lol. Do you know why they walk in a straight line? So that the first penguin can compact the snow for the rest to walk on! so cool! Haha! Den, we went upstairs to the water garden and stoned! So nice! the design of the roof top water playground is nice i think! Sentosa was calling out to us from across the straits of Singapore..&lt;br /&gt;Oh, den we spent a reasonably large amount of time at ToysR'us dueling with styrofoam swords.. Haha!! So fun! Lol poking each other and bending the blades with our bare hands.. Haha! good thing none of us wore school uniform.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We slacked around somemore outdoors facing sentosa, some walk way where we could just sit and relax.. saw a rainbow!! it's been such a long time since a last saw a rainbow! Wanted to take a photo but as i was adjusting the settings on Bear's camera, the rainbow disappeared. Was drinking my peppermint mocha frapuchino.. 7 bucks.. wah ex lei.. but couldn't help it.. Hehe! Joyce bought a vanilla frap.. which really looks like whip cream.. hmm. Suddenly the fire alarm sounded. Fire at Vivo city, new shopping mall, fire, eh! so exciting!! Haha!! But aiya, false alarm. =p Oh BTW, Vivo city is such a couple friendly place i tell you! Wah! the number of couples i saw.. sheesh!!! 2 of which are aquaintences. Haha we were talking about it over dinner. Dinner which Bear and Maziah just sat through. Poor thing, got dinner at home, so they had to watch us eat. Haha! I was stealing Elise's Lantils.. much to Cheng Wei and Bear's disgust.. =p I dun get them! Lantils taste nice! Haha!! Sour with a slight salty touch.. lol! Made my grapefruit tea swirl taste even sweeter. Speaking of sweet, debo sent back a cup of too sweet ice coffee! Haha!! Oh well, Consumer's rights i guess.. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the day was basically spent walking around and talking. Not much shopping done, neither did we catch a movie like we originally intended to, but did I enjoy myself? Oh yea! Haha! Definetly not a wasted trip i feel! First time at Vivo anyway, got to get orientated properly before any serious shopping can be done anyway.. Will we go there again? Hmm, maybe, i dunno bout the rest, i still want to watch a movie at the Cinema there.. but doesn't really matter lah, hanging out with friends like them is what makes the outing most enjoyable. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23867499-116454011680709633?l=fred-frog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fred-frog.blogspot.com/feeds/116454011680709633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23867499&amp;postID=116454011680709633' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867499/posts/default/116454011680709633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867499/posts/default/116454011680709633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fred-frog.blogspot.com/2006/11/alright-class-outing-at-vivo-haha-i.html' title=''/><author><name>frog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01384186414174581012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23867499.post-116437363811366302</id><published>2006-11-24T20:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-24T21:07:18.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Tea party today!!!! Woah! Ad-hoc did a fantastic job i must say! Games were so fun! especially the wet games! Haha! more of because we dunked so many people, tau pok a guy on a soapy carpark and emptied entire pails of water onto ppl's heads! Haha! I had a hand in tau-poking the fake president and dunking 2 ppl in the fountain. Haha!! Warm-ups was really ridiculous! Lydia was SC.. oh well, got all sorts of stupid choreo to go along with the silly warm ups.. den Johnnie really acted as the Bass SL and made us sing in falsetto at sop range! Haha! mad dog. I think we really confused the poor year 0s. Oh well! i was equally confused last year.. i thought Wei Jie was president lah! LOL! But!!! Haiz, how i wish all who joined us can really join us as choir members.. but.. it's a competitive world. Can only keep a few and sadly have to reject the rest.. for now... Auditions was not bad, but no outstanding singers.. i wonder how this year's interview went. I know last year they asked me questions on how to counter smelly feet and how would i move Mt Fuji. Lame lah! Haha!! -_-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh, not fair lor! Wed Mr Kwei said this sat not gonna have prac, den Ex-co overwrite and say they want prac for carolling and SYF pieces. I already made plans to go out lor! Now gotta push back the timing. Was intending to forget about prac but Tiramisu talked sense into me.. haha! kk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, i think the best place to blog is at a cafe or something, just sit down and observe the things going on around you and note them down. Was at BK the other day observing ppl while wating for my dad to arrive. There was this Ah lian girl and her Ah beng boyfriend. He chews like a cow!! omg! super farnie lah!! Den there was this malay woman.. grouchy like a bull-dog, staring at me.. big woman, square face, hair coming down like a curtain to the shoulders.. dunno malay or wat lah.. the husband looks like a jethro as in prince of egypt times that kind. haha! Den suddenly their friends show up and the bull-dog face suddenly smiling like she dunno wat is unhappiness.. hmm, maybe she was just stoning before.. Haha! Den dad shows up and i call out to him. I tot he saw me, cos i saw him turn to look at me. But he continued towards the counter, i tot he wanted to order his food but mum had already bought him a burger.. so i ran after him and called him. Den before i could get to him he saw mum and was like "oh! there you are" kinda look.. and i'm like "huh?" i tot i called you ? -_-" NVM!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went grocery shopping again!! Haha!!! Eh whoever thought that grocery shopping is actually that fun huh! Lol! was grabbing random stuff and throwing them into the trolley! Much to mum's dismay of course. =p But in the end i still managed to leave cold storage with about 80% of the random stuff i grabbed! Not bad eh! I just found a whole shelve of sodas I'm eager to try! lol.. oh there's this bottle labelled Indian soda or Indian something lah. Hmm!! I asked my mum if can buy, she say for wat! "HUH? wat u mean for wat! Indian soda lei! so cool! lol, i want! " Haha! In the end we got the french berry and lemon soda instead.. more trustworthy according to mum.. Haha!! Sheesh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for today.. maybe i should really consider mobile blogging.. hmm.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23867499-116437363811366302?l=fred-frog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fred-frog.blogspot.com/feeds/116437363811366302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23867499&amp;postID=116437363811366302' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867499/posts/default/116437363811366302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867499/posts/default/116437363811366302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fred-frog.blogspot.com/2006/11/tea-party-today-woah-ad-hoc-did.html' title=''/><author><name>frog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01384186414174581012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23867499.post-116427668359601728</id><published>2006-11-23T18:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-23T18:11:23.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Some people are bloody irresponsible.. stupid kid. Tell me go back VS to advertise our concert today. So ok, i tell my friend i cannot go play badminton. So den, i wake up the next morning, bathed and got ready, den i see my phone which i left outside to charge and i wonder.. "i think he's gonna be late, should msg him to remind him" whoever thought you'd be one step ahead of me, upgrade liao, level up. I see a msg from him saying "hey, i dun think we shd go today, this sat den go, got sec 4s around, more sales."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn it, so last minute! Here i am all ready to leave the house and you tell me cancelled. ^#&amp;^$(&amp;amp;*&amp;!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fine.. so wat did i do whole day? Haha! Play FFX on PS2. Read my book.. Ate an entire pizza to myself.. and........ tried to settle this sunday's farewell lunch for chun hao. Wah! whoever knew it would be so difficult to find a suitable catering service for the event. Most caterers cater to large number of peoples. And i only need to cater to about 20 odd persons. And it gets super irritating when i dun have the name and number of the catering service and i gotta rely on my mum's friend's friend who in the end did not have the name and number. Wasted like dunno how many hours waiting for that friend's friend to call back and say "oops" i dunno the number! &amp;%^(&amp;amp;%!! So wat did i do? Go yellow pages and find one. Settled for bestcatering.com.sg. Lunch buffet at $10.88 min 15pax. No choice, youth funds only covers $100 the rest we pay. We were gonna have to pay anyways, if we went to NYNY at city hall. So no diff ya?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;#)^&amp;amp;#@^@. There! now i feel better. ciao! rushing off to dinner.&lt;br /&gt;wwosiehghpwrhgpowehgph dkvg e!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23867499-116427668359601728?l=fred-frog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fred-frog.blogspot.com/feeds/116427668359601728/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23867499&amp;postID=116427668359601728' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867499/posts/default/116427668359601728'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867499/posts/default/116427668359601728'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fred-frog.blogspot.com/2006/11/some-people-are-bloody-irresponsible.html' title=''/><author><name>frog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01384186414174581012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23867499.post-116417559927795967</id><published>2006-11-22T13:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-22T14:06:39.293+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Whee! i'm in a happy mood today.. lol. Choir ended early! Mr Kwei said our musical was more or less done. Just hope the PA crew don't sabo us. I love it when Mr kwei comes and say you all should rest! Don't over sing and strain your voices! Haha! Shiok man! And he cancelled a few practices too! It's nice when u expect to be having practices everyday and suddenly they are cancelled. This friday will be a fun prac too! Tea-party.. aka, get to know the year ones. We are so gonna confuse them. omg.. lydia as the SC ? might as well make johnnie the bass SL! Haha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay yay yay! Les miserables is finally taking shape.. but i still think our costumes can be more elaborate. oh wells.. some budget production. So i'm home early.. now wat.. TV? PS? Com? book!! Haha! recently i picked up this novel by gerrald durrel or is that how u spell his name, super thick book, a challenge! Haha! But very interesting lei. About this young boy who loves animals and keeps lotsa crappy animals in his house and how his family puts up with it. k! i shall go bury my head in it's pages now! ciao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23867499-116417559927795967?l=fred-frog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fred-frog.blogspot.com/feeds/116417559927795967/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23867499&amp;postID=116417559927795967' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867499/posts/default/116417559927795967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867499/posts/default/116417559927795967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fred-frog.blogspot.com/2006/11/whee-im-in-happy-mood-today.html' title=''/><author><name>frog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01384186414174581012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23867499.post-116411870338559347</id><published>2006-11-21T22:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-21T22:18:23.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today feels like one of those bad days.. first my watch dies, den i bang my head on the upper floor roof of the stupid SBS bus. Den went for dinner and spilled chilli on my shirt.. argh. Sians..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think hannah has a crush on me! Haha! It'd be really sweet if she was about 10 years older.. or even then she'll still be too young for me. And she's my cousin.. Haha!! Today went crystal jade to celebrate grandpa's 71'st birthday! Hannah came over and practically squeezed me off my seat.. couldn't eat my mango pudding properly.. lol. And den.. she grab my hand from under the table.. and suddenly images of.. of.. hmm, old times flashed through my mind.. suddenly it felt as if i was loved again.. and.. argh, wat's the point of blogging about this right? lol. Oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sian ar.. tmr Mr Kwei coming to hear our Les Miserables.. Must brace myself for a long choir practice. crap..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope tmr will be a better day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23867499-116411870338559347?l=fred-frog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fred-frog.blogspot.com/feeds/116411870338559347/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23867499&amp;postID=116411870338559347' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867499/posts/default/116411870338559347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867499/posts/default/116411870338559347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fred-frog.blogspot.com/2006/11/today-feels-like-one-of-those-bad-days.html' title=''/><author><name>frog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01384186414174581012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23867499.post-116403694930337186</id><published>2006-11-20T23:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-20T23:35:49.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Mum came home with so much new clothes and stuff for us!! Haha!!! Wohoo!! Man I'm becoming a girl liao.. as in shopping for clothes.. oh man. But shiok man! Just when i was getting bored of my old wardrobe. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ben and I went to the airport dressed up as some "inner-city delinquents" (according to mum) and attracted lots of stares. Oh well.. we achieved wat we wanted, to give mum a really big shock. Haha! Some punk look.. bought at 77th street with dad, previously, if u've been reading my blog.. Ate supper at katong after that and dunno whether it was coincidental or not but there were a higher concentration of those sports cars with modified engines on the road.. den ben and I were like jokingly asking each other "eh, ur ppl ar?" Man, we acting like some punk.. lol.. once in a while lah.. for fun! =p. I asked mum if she dared to go on another holiday without us again.. den i started discussing with ben what our next surprise would look like.. hmm baseball cap, blink-blink, baggy pants, sweater.. Haha! siao.. We considered cowboy too.. lol! Now i feel like gg bangkok to shop too! Haha! Give my wardrobe a makeover.. shucks i think all because of that one shopping "expedition" with Debo and Elise. Now, everytime i go out i think of wat kind of new looks to wear. Eh who says guys can't shop, they need to buy clothes too wat.. that and more! Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There we go.. "inner-city delinquents" meh.. neh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1991/2471/1600/DSC00665.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1991/2471/320/DSC00665.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ben, Cookie and I&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1991/2471/1600/DSC00666.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1991/2471/320/DSC00666.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Heh heh.. my dog wanted to be in the pic too.. hmm.. a bull dog would fit better into the pic.. but oh wells.. &lt;br /&gt;Shall not put more pics of the clothes mum bought from Bangkok, otherwise this blog will become some BHB place like a certain someone's i know.. lol.. But i must say, they are nice!!!! Wohoo! Thanks mum!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23867499-116403694930337186?l=fred-frog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fred-frog.blogspot.com/feeds/116403694930337186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23867499&amp;postID=116403694930337186' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867499/posts/default/116403694930337186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867499/posts/default/116403694930337186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fred-frog.blogspot.com/2006/11/mum-came-home-with-so-much-new-clothes.html' title=''/><author><name>frog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01384186414174581012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23867499.post-116394593696976675</id><published>2006-11-19T21:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-19T22:18:57.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wohoo stay over at MQ's was fun! Haha! talk so much crap and everone going abit siao at the second hour of the morning. We ought to have more stay overs like this man! Haha.. too bad some still having O levels so cannot join us. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so fortunate to have friends like these. They always say, Friends are the family we choose for ourselves. Yet, I know and i have seen the problem when people become too close a group and others are left out. Sometimes it's unintentional but the hurt they cause is still real.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dunno if u are reading this, but hey, just want you to know that u still got me, and i'll always be there for you. I feel so sorry that you are feeling sad and bored when most people in your circumstance right now shd be overjoyed that it's all over. See the problem with not knowing wat to live for, or living for the moment. There must be more than this, life can't be all about doing what others expect of you, or dealing with circumstances as they come by. God made us and he knows the plans he has for us. And to know the reason for living, who else to turn to than the one who created us in the first place.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argh, kena food poisoning i think.. dunno from wat.. missed the chance to visit doulos todae.. crap. Will be missing choir prac tmr too. And we have wat, 1 week left to Les Miserables? And our act is so terrible, i really dun want to disappoint anobody. Everyone has such high expectations of us. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum's coming home tmr! cool!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23867499-116394593696976675?l=fred-frog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fred-frog.blogspot.com/feeds/116394593696976675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23867499&amp;postID=116394593696976675' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867499/posts/default/116394593696976675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867499/posts/default/116394593696976675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fred-frog.blogspot.com/2006/11/wohoo-stay-over-at-mqs-was-fun-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>frog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01384186414174581012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23867499.post-116377836188702165</id><published>2006-11-17T23:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T23:46:02.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I have the best parents in the world man! Haha! &lt;br /&gt;Really thank God for this family he's put me in. No matter how we disagree at times, in the end i know that they love me alot and will be willing to do all they can to satisfy my greed. Haha! Shucks man, i feel so guilty for making Dad spend so much money today. Was at parkway actually for Ben to buy shampoo.. ended up shopping at 77th street and spending a bomb. Haha! I ought to find some work and pay him back but i got no time for work! How? No money still spend so much! Argh.. lol. The sales person lah.. so good at selling his stuff, he was almost as crazy as Debo and Elise that day.. Haha. He was like "oh my god, isn't this so nice!?", "see the chalk wash jeans, isn't the colour just beautiful?" (sic) haha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23867499-116377836188702165?l=fred-frog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fred-frog.blogspot.com/feeds/116377836188702165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23867499&amp;postID=116377836188702165' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867499/posts/default/116377836188702165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867499/posts/default/116377836188702165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fred-frog.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-have-best-parents-in-world-man-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>frog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01384186414174581012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23867499.post-116376052066482687</id><published>2006-11-17T17:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-17T18:48:40.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Mum went to Bangkok for shoping trip liao, Debo went to Adelaide for Holiday liao.. everybody gg holiday man! No fair! Haha! I can't wait to go Sydney!!!! Now still stuck in Singapore rehearsing like crazy for Les Miserables, I hope it turns out well and we meet peoples' high expectations, afterall, it's quite a well known musical.. I wanna get work so got money to go shopping! But no time lei.. after musical straight away Malacca choir trip, den.. SYDNEY!!!! wohoo!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr Kan said to me today.. "ur hair is very RED, if any one from the PE Dept catches you, u better go dye it back!"&lt;br /&gt;HUH?! First of all, it's not red... Sheesh, oh speaking of red, i saw another guy in VJ PE attire, his hair was flamming red! Haha!! i got company. Anyways, wat you mean if any one from the PE Dept catches me then i should go dye it back? What's the point of dyeing it back when they already caught me? I'm not doing anything! =p no way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh! A levels are over for some! Haha!! Celebration!! Oh and O levels too!! Haha! Sudden influx of happy Singaporean teens.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Choir people went to play dota todae. Should i go take up this "sport"? lol. I think quite fun lah.. but the first few times i go, sure to get "owned" and one thing about me, i dun like doing things that many people do. Like, i always like being different. Problem is, when they talk so passionately about the game, i just sit there and listen. When they go out after choir prac, i go home.. lol. Oh wells. Saw a year 0 on 76, dunno her name.. haa nvm, got lots of time to get to know them better when they come in as year 1s.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oooh class BBQ was fun! Haha!We dunked Ann Siong.. as in whole body into the pool. Well, he told me he brought a change of clothes.. =p and i only got half dunked.. Liesel pushed me and i sorta stunbled into the shallow pool.. enough to wet my phone and wallet.. Made so much noise that the security guard told us off and the girls said they didn't know us =p. Thanks eh. so much food left over!! The next day i ate the Brownies Liz baked for breakfast, leftover pizza for lunch, and leftover otah for dinner. And there's a mountain of chips in my kitchen cabinet now. Han Teng, Dad and my bro got the fire started, i just cooked and cooked.. lol. First few batches of chicken wings were rubbery.. but soon i perfected the art of barbequeing chicken wings.. Haha! So fun, just keep feeding people. Lord if u can't make me thin, make my friends fat.. =p just kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1991/2471/1600/DSC00640.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1991/2471/320/DSC00640.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Poor Lina came and discovered that we were all Pepperoni lovers....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1991/2471/1600/DSC00639.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1991/2471/320/DSC00639.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Say Cheese!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1991/2471/1600/DSC00644.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1991/2471/320/DSC00644.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Poor Jon skewered his hand while "putting the chicken on sticks"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1991/2471/1600/DSC00646.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1991/2471/320/DSC00646.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We love marshmallows!! ok that was random.. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1991/2471/1600/DSC00650.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1991/2471/320/DSC00650.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Liesel serving the dessert&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1991/2471/1600/DSC00652.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1991/2471/320/DSC00652.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Bird's eye view.. eh wait.. Bird's down there.. o.O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1991/2471/1600/DSC00654.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1991/2471/320/DSC00654.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deborah say we look like Bangala workers up there.. i'm thinking more of Humpty-Dumpty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol in any case, we should have more class gatherings!!! When are we camping at east coast?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23867499-116376052066482687?l=fred-frog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fred-frog.blogspot.com/feeds/116376052066482687/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23867499&amp;postID=116376052066482687' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867499/posts/default/116376052066482687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867499/posts/default/116376052066482687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fred-frog.blogspot.com/2006/11/mum-went-to-bangkok-for-shoping-trip.html' title=''/><author><name>frog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01384186414174581012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23867499.post-116323852983044275</id><published>2006-11-11T15:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-11T17:48:49.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Todays outing at the Pasir Ris Mangrove was fun man! Saw so many interesting animals and plants! I wanna be a volunteer too! Go save the planet! Haha! Saw stuff like Mud crabs.. Mud lobsters, which i didn't get a shot of, so wasted! Haha! But the eyes are the best camera's and the brain, the best place for storing memories!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monitor lizzards, squirrels, vinegar crab, dog-face snake, archer fish, needle-nose fish, and the different types of roots in the mangrove forest. Knee root, pencil root, blah blah.. but den.. there's no protection for this mangrove, so ppl dump stuff there.. i saw ping pong ball, skate board, soccer ball.. loads of trash too. Some huge shiny blue fly followed us into the bus and it became the centre of attraction, uncle Eric wanted auction it, and there were kids willing to bid.. rrite. On the way back Yue Qun and I were kinda like surrounded by the kids in the bus and they were singing some song about Victor's smelly arm-pit.. lol sheesh.. was i like that last time? Haha!! And then they started telling those primary school riddles and jokes.. oh well, what can i do.. laugh lor! Haha! And i taught them the "Haha" thingy that u do with ur fingers, like form a H with ur fingers, den an A.. that bimbotic thingy lah! ;p&lt;br /&gt;The bus almost got stuck at the flats at Bishan cos it was too large to do a 3-point turn.. good thing we got out, but the driver learnt his lesson and didn't want to risk it at church, so he dropped us at the bus stop outside.. yea, and we all got wet.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, But it's so amazing that it only started raining after we got into the bus! Before that the weather was clear and sunny.. talk about perfect timing! :)&lt;br /&gt;hmmm.. hope choir is doing well, i wonder what happens when i go back on monday.. will they question my loyalty to choir? For not turning up for pac todae? urgh, wdv!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photos!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1991/2471/1600/DSC00610.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1991/2471/320/DSC00610.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Mud Crab (chilli crab, pepper crab, Singaporean only know how to eat...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1991/2471/1600/DSC00615.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1991/2471/320/DSC00615.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; mud skipper&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1991/2471/1600/DSC00606.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1991/2471/320/DSC00606.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sea Holy..it's begining to look alot like christmas... :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1991/2471/1600/DSC00625.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1991/2471/320/DSC00625.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Dog-face Snake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1991/2471/1600/DSC00628.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1991/2471/320/DSC00628.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Squirrrel.. i think it's lost&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1991/2471/1600/DSC00633.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1991/2471/320/DSC00633.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Monitor lizzard! It's sun bathing, i saw another one swimming across the river!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1991/2471/1600/DSC00630.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1991/2471/320/DSC00630.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Atachi! I love eating the fruit! so cool!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1991/2471/1600/DSC00634.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1991/2471/320/DSC00634.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Knee roots.. i still think they look like cute lil dinosaurs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1991/2471/1600/DSC00637.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1991/2471/320/DSC00637.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                                        Wood spider&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23867499-116323852983044275?l=fred-frog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fred-frog.blogspot.com/feeds/116323852983044275/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23867499&amp;postID=116323852983044275' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867499/posts/default/116323852983044275'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867499/posts/default/116323852983044275'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fred-frog.blogspot.com/2006/11/todays-outing-at-pasir-ris-mangrove.html' title=''/><author><name>frog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01384186414174581012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23867499.post-116316210197243246</id><published>2006-11-10T20:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T20:35:01.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Badminton today at potong pasir was fun!&lt;br /&gt;Haha!! No fair, sean bully me, keep smacking at me! Grrr! i go train my smashes liao den i'll be back. We actually sat at the table and chatted for 1 hour plus after lunch! Haha! I wanna play again!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! haiz, but next week got chiong choir stuff..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's goong episode on channel U is super sad lah! i wanna run into the korea and give the princess a hug. haha. she can't even spend one night with her own family, even when she has been given the chance, her mum's conscience does not permit it. So poor thing!! Yikes.. it's a drama afterall. But she looked so sad! :( Haha! oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now i'm sitting on the sofa, eating jackfruit chips for dinner....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23867499-116316210197243246?l=fred-frog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fred-frog.blogspot.com/feeds/116316210197243246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23867499&amp;postID=116316210197243246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867499/posts/default/116316210197243246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867499/posts/default/116316210197243246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fred-frog.blogspot.com/2006/11/badminton-today-at-potong-pasir-was.html' title=''/><author><name>frog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01384186414174581012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23867499.post-116308089301139136</id><published>2006-11-09T21:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T22:01:33.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ben: Hey cookie, there's a big cat in the family now!&lt;br /&gt;Mum: Wat happen to my son!&lt;br /&gt;Dad: I also want!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha! Hilarious.. oh well, i had fun today! But i dread Monday.. *shudders*&lt;br /&gt;Why is my freaking com so darn laggy!?!?!?!?!?!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;argh, anyways..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out with bear and orange today! Haha! was kinda like an impromptu thing.. was on the train, on the way home, den Bear called me, i knew he was gg Bugis to pick up something, he said he's on his way out now. The train was a at Bugis and the doors were closing.. and i sorta jumped out (ling ji yi dong) Haha! Ended up shopping around and talking. Oh, there's this crazy guy at the archade, wah super pro drummer! Haha! We just stood there and watched him play.. so pro! i wanna learn but nobody teach me.. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23867499-116308089301139136?l=fred-frog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fred-frog.blogspot.com/feeds/116308089301139136/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23867499&amp;postID=116308089301139136' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867499/posts/default/116308089301139136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867499/posts/default/116308089301139136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fred-frog.blogspot.com/2006/11/ben-hey-cookie-theres-big-cat-in.html' title=''/><author><name>frog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01384186414174581012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23867499.post-116299057536166846</id><published>2006-11-08T20:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-08T20:56:17.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm feeling tired and grouchy now. I feel like choir is zapping the life out of me, so irritating and boring. Everybody in choir seems to be getting along well, except me. I still love my classmates more. Wohoo! 06s33! Haha! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to school just to hand in I &amp; R today, and to compile the GPF for the final step of PW, to seal our fate. Mr Shi bought us Magnam ice cream! So nice of him! After that went icomp room to trash Hanteng in MSN Reversi.. den went Debo's house to watch Goong. Usually i dun follow the show much, but well, we were watching from 12 plus to 3? Haha! Naturally i get sorta hooked too, but not as hooked as Debo and Ann Siong.. Haha! My favourite character is Hyo-rin! I think I relate best to her. Just that she's still waiting, i'm not! Haha! But hey, it does get boring and lonely at times.. especially at this age, where u see some of ur friends getting paired up and ur gg wat's wrong with me? lol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bleh, this is one dumb entry.. just blogging to release some choir stress. I wonder where i'll be if i hadn't accepted the DSA offer.. stupid contract.. stuck in this miserable CCA for like 2 years?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23867499-116299057536166846?l=fred-frog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fred-frog.blogspot.com/feeds/116299057536166846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23867499&amp;postID=116299057536166846' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867499/posts/default/116299057536166846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867499/posts/default/116299057536166846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fred-frog.blogspot.com/2006/11/im-feeling-tired-and-grouchy-now.html' title=''/><author><name>frog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01384186414174581012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23867499.post-116291430369135808</id><published>2006-11-07T23:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-07T23:45:03.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh yes!!!!!!!!! the last of my exams are finally over!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;PW OP todae.. i think it went quite well, except the examiner abit proud and haughty type. But i had fun debating with her during my Q &amp; A. Haha! Argh, wdv, there's nothing i can do that will affect my results now, PW is officially off my mind. Shoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Almost the entire class went out after that, took 36 from school towards town, wanted to loop and come back to changi airport to send Liesel off. Lucky girl, going Korea the day PW ends. In the end we alighted at cine. Oh, 36 goes to cine? oops..... i didn't know.. lol. We wanted to watch movie, we actually took the escalators all the way up, only to come all the way down again.. The motion sensor thingy is so cool! I dunno how to describe, go cine urself and see, 1st floor, right outside famous amos. We were acting so childishly in our unifroms.. haha! who cares. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walked around orchard like some wandering souls, shopping, eating, drinking bubble tea.. so cool, i saw this pair of bedroom slippers that i wanted to buy for my mum but it was too expensive. 30 dollars per pair. Guess where i found it? Specialist Center, Childrens' Dept. TOYS  section. Haha! It's those type with a big fluffy pig head at the head of the slipper. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I walked into some store at taka to look for a plain grey shirt for the musical but debo and elise ended up playing dress up on me. And den they went high trying to match clothing to Cheng Wei and I.. Apparently my style is sposed to be like this..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1991/2471/1600/Copy%20of%20Image%2807%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1991/2471/320/Copy%20of%20Image%2807%29.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Cheng Wei gotta wear those upper end, prince charming kinda look, with a collared T, and a pullover. Den they went on to the shoes which is still dun get.. Haha!! And they want me to set aside 300 bucks for a make over. They wanna take me shopping apparently.. but when they mentioned manicure.. oh man, stop! No No, that's way too much! Haha! but the outfit we saw in this shop called Pull and Bear issit? Haha! I think i got the name wrong, sounds so weird! lol, in Taka.. or was it in taka? suddenly i can't remember.. that wan was nice, i dun mind wearing.. lol but so ex!! sheesh! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh i met 2 shawns today, and Brian Sng too... so weird, we were just talking about the Brians we know, den suddenly Brian boards the bus. I went to the back to talk to him and without intending to, put my friends in a difficult spot.. lol sorry guys, i made them save me a seat while i talked to Brian, but alot of people boarded the bus and so.. yah, they looked super inconsiderate.. bleh.. sorry! Haha! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha! i was telling Elizabeth and Jonathan about some scary part of Ju-on cos there was this ad on horror movies on TV mobile.. sudenly Huay Shan drew nearer and Elizabeth got a shock and yelped and Jonathan too.. so funny lah! i haven't even gotten to the part where the ghost pops out, they scream liao.. Haha!! Sheesh! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So fun! Hey, are we gg sentosa?? I wanna go!!! Haha!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23867499-116291430369135808?l=fred-frog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fred-frog.blogspot.com/feeds/116291430369135808/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23867499&amp;postID=116291430369135808' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867499/posts/default/116291430369135808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867499/posts/default/116291430369135808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fred-frog.blogspot.com/2006/11/oh-yes-last-of-my-exams-are-finally.html' title=''/><author><name>frog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01384186414174581012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23867499.post-116265278007317822</id><published>2006-11-04T22:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-04T23:06:20.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Songs have a way of saying things. Perhaps it was unintentional but it doesn't really matter. We're starting anew and we'll eventually get there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made new friends today.. haha! Playing basketball at Dot's house. They speak chinese. So although my chi A's are over i still gotta use chinese. Haha! I shot in so many from far.. but i dun dare go in for a Lay-up.. Haha! they so pro lah.. Play until i'm all drenched.. and i got a super big blister on my foot that got torn open.. i wanted to post a picture here but that'll be gross.. haha! Super cold after that cos i went back into the aircon multi-purpose hall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to continue playing pool with Daniel and Dex but Ben eat too full and played basketball after that so got stomachache and we cabbed home.. oh well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23867499-116265278007317822?l=fred-frog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fred-frog.blogspot.com/feeds/116265278007317822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23867499&amp;postID=116265278007317822' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867499/posts/default/116265278007317822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867499/posts/default/116265278007317822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fred-frog.blogspot.com/2006/11/songs-have-way-of-saying-things.html' title=''/><author><name>frog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01384186414174581012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23867499.post-116243942725201552</id><published>2006-11-02T11:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-02T11:50:37.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's been quite a while since i blogged about my weird dreams..&lt;br /&gt;Haha! last night i was spider-man! Don't ask me why.. I dunno!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there i was, happily swinging from building to building amidst the bustling city, 50 stories above ground. Then suddenly some huge My Hyde monster appeared and the quote uncle Ben used resounded in my head "with great power, comes great responsibility.." So i swung closer to the villian and guess what.. i realised he has a really cute chubby face.. Actually, he was just minding his own business, hopping from building to building and not cosing much mayhem.. much.. every builiding he hopped onto crashed.. Haha! So i shot some web at him.. but it was no use, he deflected the web.. dunno how.. maybe he has oily skin.. may i suggest oil blotting paper? K anyway, i was in trouble.. he grabbed hold of the string of web that i shot at him and was pulling me toward his stinky face.. may i suggest some breath mints? Den just as i was about to faint, some flying heroine that had a face of uncanny resemblence to the female lead in a french drama i was watching just before i slept, came to my rescue. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cool! Reinforcements! Hmm! maybe we can go get a cup of coffee or something after all this is over? Haha!! Sorry no time to think about picking up dates now.. got a city to save.. and i just realised.. spider man is sposed to be in love with Mary Jane Watson.. not some flying heroine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the story. So there we were fighting this huge monstrosity. But somehow, we were no match for his huge fists and rock solid body.. so we tried a different approach. Oh did i mention, he's 5 times my size! lol.. We tried talking to the Dr Jackyl inside this orange demon.. yea, he's orange. Lo and behold, he shrank to half my size.. told you he was cute.. Haha! So i grabbed him and ran down the stairs.. We were fighting on the roof of some building.. I wonder why i didn't just swing away.. stupid spider me.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i had to get this lil baby to a safe place quickly before he let's out the beast within again! But 2 floors down, my spider sense could pick up some policemen coming up with their guns drawn.. I could not risk letting Mr Hyde reappear. So i flung the kid to my crime fighting partner and ran on ahead to meet the policemen to chase them away! Haha! So dumb.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After pushing the police all the way back to the ground floor of this 50 story high building.. via the stairs! I heard a loud yell upstairs and a crash. So i immediately spun round and ran all the way back up.. 50 floors.. man, i'm feeling tired typing this.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i got to the source of the scream, I saw my dad.. Haha! dreams are so unrealistic.. and i thought oh no.. i hope nothing's wrong.. and it was funny.. dad was throwing a tantrum and smashing tables.. lol.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Den i woke up.. cool!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23867499-116243942725201552?l=fred-frog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fred-frog.blogspot.com/feeds/116243942725201552/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23867499&amp;postID=116243942725201552' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867499/posts/default/116243942725201552'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867499/posts/default/116243942725201552'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fred-frog.blogspot.com/2006/11/its-been-quite-while-since-i-blogged.html' title=''/><author><name>frog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01384186414174581012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23867499.post-116239132977710716</id><published>2006-11-01T22:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-01T22:28:49.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;table width="450" border="1"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Name tag for Frederick from QuizGalaxy.com" src="http://img.quizgalaxy.com/nametag-Frederick-4-4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.quizgalaxy.com/quiz.php?id=59"&gt;Take this quiz&lt;/a&gt; at &lt;a href="http://www.quizgalaxy.com"&gt;QuizGalaxy.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lame surveys are addicitve man! Haha. &lt;br /&gt;I feel like such a pig.. slpet for 5 hrs upon reaching home today. Woke up at 715pm and thought it was already 715am on thurs morn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh something really cool happened at parkway today! We were at treats eating branch when suddenly there was this alarm and the shutters started closing. Den got some announcement saying an alarm has gone off asking us to remain calm blah blah blah..So noisy lah.. i was buying grass jelly.. the aunty told me that it'll open back up soon. There's this guy looked quite anxious.. wanna get out of the food court. Funny thing is there were quite alot of VJ ppl there. So cool, all of us togehter is some "emergency". Ai ya, but in the end is some false alarm.. wasted man.. i tot terrorist attack.. =p That'll be... exciting?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="410" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="0" style="border: 1px solid black;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" style="font-weight: bold; font-size: 12pt;"&gt;You are a vampire!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr height="20"&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;     &lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://img212.imageshack.us/img212/8227/vampirehe6.jpg" alt="QuizHeaven.com" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr height="20"&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center"&gt;You are suave and seductive.  Eternal life is yours and you never tire of coming up with crazy ways of amusing yourself and others.  Sometimes, however, your taste for blood comes in the way of friendships as you are constantly turning your friends into vampires.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr height="30" valign="bottom"&gt;&lt;td align="center" style="font-size: 8pt;"&gt;&lt;a style="color: #0099cc;" href="http://www.quizheaven.com/quiz.php?id=205"&gt;Take this quiz&lt;/a&gt; at &lt;a href="http://www.quizheaven.com" style="color: #0099cc;"&gt;QuizHeaven.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Beware, lest i suck you dry.. muahaha. . .-_-"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23867499-116239132977710716?l=fred-frog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fred-frog.blogspot.com/feeds/116239132977710716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23867499&amp;postID=116239132977710716' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867499/posts/default/116239132977710716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867499/posts/default/116239132977710716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fred-frog.blogspot.com/2006/11/take-this-quiz-at-quizgalaxy.html' title=''/><author><name>frog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01384186414174581012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23867499.post-116226889493364405</id><published>2006-10-31T12:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-31T12:28:14.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;table background="#FFFFFF" border="0" style="border: 1px solid black;"width="410"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr height="20"&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="border: 3px solid black;" src="http://img.quizgalaxy.com/obituary-Frederick-0-6-10.jpg" alt="QuizGalaxy!" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr height="20"&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" style="font-size: 8pt;"&gt;&lt;a style="color: #FF0000;" href="http://www.quizgalaxy.com/quiz.php?id=114"&gt;'What will your obituary say?'&lt;/a&gt; at &lt;a href="http://www.quizgalaxy.com" style="color: #FF0000;"&gt;QuizGalaxy.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha!!!! Super funny!! Well i hope more living things will miss me.. sheesh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Accompanied Bear to somewhere on the other end of the world (instructions given not to reveal) yest to pick up his specs. Good thing never bump into anybody. Woah he looks so cool in his new frames! Eh u! i'm still waiting fot u to upload the before and after pics! Haha! Girls are amazing shoppers.. can stay at one shop for as long as Bear and I took to walk the entire mall! Zai.. Frog salute! Haha! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that came all the way back to this side of the world for choir prac. I think i need to train abit more. My voice sounds weird.. hmm. Argh, and Debbie gotta sing before me.. now i'm really gonna sound bad.. Haha! She's like pro.. Singapore idol top 10 for sure. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the time i reached home, was so tired that I ate dinner, read 2 chapters of chinese, fell asleep at the table. Mastered all my strength to get to the nearest soft spot (living room couch) and slept there &lt;8.30pm&gt; Woke up at 9.30pm and dragged my feet across the hall to my room and plonked onto the bed, intending to wake up later to study chinese but Dad was nice and turned off the lights! Haha! Ai ya, dun care lah, SLEEP. And so i slept. zzzzz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23867499-116226889493364405?l=fred-frog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fred-frog.blogspot.com/feeds/116226889493364405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23867499&amp;postID=116226889493364405' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867499/posts/default/116226889493364405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867499/posts/default/116226889493364405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fred-frog.blogspot.com/2006/10/what-will-your-obituary-say-at.html' title=''/><author><name>frog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01384186414174581012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23867499.post-116213655645369835</id><published>2006-10-29T23:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T23:46:36.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;table&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" colspan="2"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;a 01___Word on the street is you're awesome.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;What time is it?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;time for u to get a watch &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;What is today's date?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;jon liang's bday &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Name::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;fred &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Nickname::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;frog &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Gender::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;m &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Birthday::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;dun tell u &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Age::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;b/w 1 and 100 &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Eye color::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;brown &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Hair color::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;black for now &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Location::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;at the table &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Who is your number one in your top eight?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;not sure if i understand this &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Why is s/he your number one?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;oic, but since i didn't answer above! &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Favorite food?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;er.. MUSHROOMS!!!!!!!! &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Favorite drink?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;soda &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Favorite movie?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;THE PRESTIGE &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;What did you want to be when you were little?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;A man! &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;What do you want to be now?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;A kid &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Words you live by?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Eat, sleep, S*%&amp;amp; &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;What color is your font on AIM?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;green &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Funniest person you know?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Johnnie, some clown lei &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Can you honestly taste all 23 flavors of Dr. Pepper?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;is Dr pepper like a person? &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;What advice would you give a person in your life who needs it the most?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Let it be, let it be, let it be, let it be, there will be an answer, let it be (nice song) &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Favorite place in the world?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Japan &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Book that has changed your life?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;bible &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;What is your favorite breakfast meal?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;american breakfast set &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Do you like coffee?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;yups, ice blended! wohoo! &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Around the house: barefoot, slippers, socks, or shoes?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;barefoot, hops around.. crawl and snarls at dog, dance and sing.. Haha! &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Do you have any pets?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;dog! &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;How do you pass the time?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;with my hand, pick up my watch, and pass it to whoever &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Favorite cartoon?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Justice league, X-men, teen titans, batman &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;If you could interview one person, who would it be?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;My past &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Why this person?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;see how dumb i was &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Do you play any instruments?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;piano &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Worst pick up line you've ever heard?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;ur dad must be a terrorist cos ur da bomb &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Reasons for living?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;dunno &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Last big fight you were in?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;can't rem &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;What personality trait is absolutely intolerable to you?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;kaypo &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;The world is a stage. What character are you?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;The main character? (suggested by elaine.. haha)... The pathetic peace maker, when the biggest war is stuck within &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Where do you HONESTLY see yourself in ten years?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;somewhere out there &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;What do you wish people would ask you about more often?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;whether i felt like punching something.. Haha. &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Give somebody a compliment that you can't tell them in real life::&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Ur dumb, literally &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;What thoughts keep you up at night?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;having to wake up.. oh the irony &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Why do you love them?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;because!! &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;What is your message to the world at large?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;it's a small world after all &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;What is a word you love?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;love is a word.. (matrix) &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;What is a word you hate?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;PW &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;What is a noise you love?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;silence &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;What is a noise you hate?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;silence &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;What is your favorite swear word?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;i'm a good boy, i dun swear.. =p &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;If God does exist, what would you like to hear when you get to heaven?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;welcome &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" colspan="2"&gt;&lt;a title="a 01___Word on the street is you're awesome." href="http://www.bzoink.com/S67084/a_01___Word_on_the_street_is_you"&gt;Take this survey&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;a 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href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867499/posts/default/116213655645369835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fred-frog.blogspot.com/2006/10/01word-on-street-is-youre-awesome.html' title=''/><author><name>frog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01384186414174581012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23867499.post-116212994219837342</id><published>2006-10-29T21:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T22:30:52.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;!START BZOINK.COM SURVEY CODE&gt;&lt;table&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Name 40 Random People You Know&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;#1:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;mum &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;#2:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;dad &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;#3:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;ben &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;#4:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;ann siong &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;#5:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;weiqin &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;#6:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;deborah &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;#7:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;elise &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;#8:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;huay shan &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;#9:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;lina &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;#10:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;nathanael &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;#11:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;elizabeth &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;#12:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;elica &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;#13:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;gladys &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;#14:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;joyce &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;#15:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;jonathan &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;#16:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;zhan hao &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;#17:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;chengwei &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;#18:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;eugene &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;#19:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;john &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;#20:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;melissa &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;#21:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;dot &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;#22:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;deborah tan &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;#23:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;dexter &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;#24:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;daniel &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;#25:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;gen rong &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;#26:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;yvone &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;#27:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;debbie &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;#28:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;yan yu &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;#29:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;johnnie &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;#30:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;wanting &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;#31:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;jerrold &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;#32:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;enoch &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;#33:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;hu ping &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;#34:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;shi hui &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;#35:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;marie &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;#36:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;jolencia &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;#37:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;wei ling &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;#38:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;rachel &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;#39:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;edwin &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;#40:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;mr foo &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="middle" colspan="2"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Now for the questions&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Who is #9 to you?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;lina, friend &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Does #12 have a hot older brother?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;elica, i dunno &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Would you make out with #2?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;my dad? u kidding? &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;How about #13?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;gladys? i dunno.. if i mary her &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;or #30?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;wanting? later johnnie sit on me how? &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Is #1 your best friend?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;mum? hmm.. not exactly &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Is #3 cute?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;ben? yeah! cute lil bro &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;How about #5?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;weiqin? if i say yes, it'll sound wrong &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Or #23?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;dexter! Haha!! funny guy &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Or #36?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;jolencia? yup, cute sis &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;How did you meet #4?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Ann siong? VS, sec 4a &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;And #7?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Elise? VJ 06s33 &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;And #18?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Eugene? church, since i was a kid &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Did you ever go out with #20?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Melissa? nope &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Or #28?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Yan Yu? nope &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Who is #40?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Mr foo! my bio teacher! &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Do you hug #8 all the time?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Huay shan? rotfl ! NO! not even once &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;How about #15?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;jonathan? gay ar ? &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Or #25:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Gen rong? siao! see above &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Or #37?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Weiling? No, but VJ choir ppl, hug each other at competitons &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Do you feel sorry for #11?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Elizabeth? why should i ? &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Have you ever told #14 you loved them?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Joyce? haha! crazy! no! &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Would #6 and #10 make a good couple?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Debo n Nat !! Wahaha!!!!!! hmm! i'd attend their wedding &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;What about #16 and #28?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Zhan Hao and Yan Yu.. nah &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;#17 and #22?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Cheng Wei n Deb tan.. nope &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;#24 and #32?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;daniel and enoch.. no way &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;#33 and #39?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;hu ping n edwin.. how come all guys wan &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Are #38 and #37 best friends?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Weiling n Rachel ! YES!!! wow! so qiao &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Does #34 drink coffee 24/7?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Shi hui, she could use a cup sometimes &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;What is #9 addicted to?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;lina, prison break, wentworth miller &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Which # would you look best with?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;me? no.3 &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Which # would #5 date?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;weiqin? his choice isn't listed &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;How about #16?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;Zhan Hao? not listed either &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Or #27?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;debbie? no.28 &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="middle" colspan="2"&gt;&lt;a title="Name 40 Random People You Know" href="http://www.bzoink.com/S37943/Name_40_Random_People_You_Know.html"&gt;Take this survey&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a title="Bzoink Surveys" href="http://www.bzoink.com/surveys"&gt;Find more surveys&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a title="Bzoink" href="http://www.bzoink.com"&gt;Bzoink&lt;/a&gt; - The Original Survey Site&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;!END BZOINK.COM SURVEY CODE&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23867499-116212994219837342?l=fred-frog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fred-frog.blogspot.com/feeds/116212994219837342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23867499&amp;postID=116212994219837342' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867499/posts/default/116212994219837342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867499/posts/default/116212994219837342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fred-frog.blogspot.com/2006/10/name-40-random-people-you-know1mum.html' title=''/><author><name>frog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01384186414174581012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23867499.post-116211288654301095</id><published>2006-10-29T17:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T17:08:06.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I just washed my bag.. and effectively I washed the entire back toilet too.. cos the shower head landed upside down when i dropped it.. and er, it landed outside the toilet.. and mum was standing there.. den i turned the knob but accidentally turned it the wrong way.. all in all the fountain of water kept spraying for bout 5sec.. &lt;br /&gt;Mum was drenched.. LOL!! washing bags can be soooo fun.. not! Now it's hanging on a broom across my balcony.. we dun have bamboo poles. Almost used Ben's Wu Shu pole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ben laughed at me at pizza hut cos I didn't get an invitation. I threw pizza at him. Not the whole slice, what a waste! I think i threw a piece of chicken.. He called me something.. can't rem, den I pointed at him and said Shit...ake mushrooms.. Mum laughed.. but when Ben scolded me "Shit" she scolded him! Haha!! Fred wins!! wohoo. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh I bathed my little lamb too.. but this lamb barks.. and is not for slaughtering. Cookie really looks like a little lamb with her shaven hair and tiny body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Should I do it?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23867499-116211288654301095?l=fred-frog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fred-frog.blogspot.com/feeds/116211288654301095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23867499&amp;postID=116211288654301095' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867499/posts/default/116211288654301095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867499/posts/default/116211288654301095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fred-frog.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-just-washed-my-bag.html' title=''/><author><name>frog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01384186414174581012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23867499.post-116204969034246006</id><published>2006-10-28T23:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-28T23:34:50.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Prestige rox man! Haha!! I wanna buy the DVD and watch it for a third, fourth and fifth time.. and.. and.. wohoo!! i kept gg OH during the show! Haha! Josiah bluff me, say orchard MRT nearest to cine.. den goon doo me go believe him.. lol.. reach there all hot and sweaty. Bleh.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Choir was so tiring! Tired until I forgot my lyrics! lol.. sing half way suddenly stop, Daniel thong had to save me. Haha! But somehow after the movie i'm all energized again! lol. Must be magic! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This morn i went to sch wearing house T and jeans.. everybody else was in uniform! Lol! Mr shi was so shocked when he saw my attire. Ai yo! How i know the talk is so formal.. all the teachers were there. Watde.. end up i sat with mum so as not to stand out too much in the sea of bage people! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joined a few classmates for lunch after the talk. Had to go back to sch for choir prac, took 31 with liz and some choir ppl, debo and elise were at parkway bus stop when we boarded to bus. When we alighted, they were already at the VJ bus stop.. &lt;br /&gt;HUH? New magic trick ar? the transported girls?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23867499-116204969034246006?l=fred-frog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fred-frog.blogspot.com/feeds/116204969034246006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23867499&amp;postID=116204969034246006' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867499/posts/default/116204969034246006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867499/posts/default/116204969034246006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fred-frog.blogspot.com/2006/10/prestige-rox-man-haha-i-wanna-buy-dvd_28.html' title=''/><author><name>frog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01384186414174581012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23867499.post-116186704822339179</id><published>2006-10-26T20:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-26T20:50:48.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;!START BZOINK.COM SURVEY CODE&gt;&lt;table&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;45 of the most random things you probably never needed to know about someone&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;whats your name spelt backwards?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;kcirederf &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;What did you do last night?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;sleep &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;The last thing you downloaded onto your computer?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;itunes &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Have you ever licked a 9 volt battery?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;yucks no &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Last time you swam in a pool?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;eons ago &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;What are you wearing?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;clothes &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;How many cars have you owned?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;&gt;10 Tamiya toycars &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Type of music you dislike most?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;heavy metal &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Are you registered to vote?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;huh &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Do you have cable?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;yup &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;What kind of computer do you use?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;life book &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Ever made a prank phone call?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;nope &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;You like anyone right now?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;dunno &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Would you go bungee jumping or sky diving?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;both &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Furthest place you ever traveled?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;italy &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;What's your favorite comic strip?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;... &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Do u know all the words to the national anthem?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;duh &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Shower, morning or night?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;morning &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Best movie you've seen in the past month?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;THE PRESTIGE &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Favorite pizza toppings?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;olives, mushrooms, cheese? 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&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Where would you like to go right now?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;to nevigate away from this page &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;Whats  the name of your  pet?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;cookie &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;What kind of back pack do you have, and what's in it?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;a big one.. nothing &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td valign="top" align="right"&gt;What do you think about most?:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td align="left"&gt;an old friend &lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td colspan="2" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bzoink.com/S57039/45_of_the_most_random_things_you_probably_never_needed_to_know_about_someone.html" title="45 of the most random things you probably never needed to know about someone"&gt;Take this survey&lt;/a&gt; | &lt;a href="http://www.bzoink.com/surveys" title="Bzoink Surveys"&gt;Find more surveys&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bzoink.com" title="Bzoink"&gt;Bzoink&lt;/a&gt; - The Original Survey Site&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;!END BZOINK.COM SURVEY CODE&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23867499-116186704822339179?l=fred-frog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fred-frog.blogspot.com/feeds/116186704822339179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23867499&amp;postID=116186704822339179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867499/posts/default/116186704822339179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867499/posts/default/116186704822339179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fred-frog.blogspot.com/2006/10/45-of-most-random-things-you-probably.html' title=''/><author><name>frog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01384186414174581012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23867499.post-116161502176894992</id><published>2006-10-23T22:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-23T22:50:21.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>If frogs had teeth, i'd bite!&lt;br /&gt;I feeling super restless today man.. sit at home play PS2 the whole day, den JEFNG came over and we did PW. We actually finished all our slides in one meeting! so cool! Den at night i was feeling super restless..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SUPER RESTLESS!!!!!!!!! I'm a pirahna!! Haha!! CHOMP.. grrrr&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went grocery shopping with my parents just to get out of the house and ended up buying lotsa stupid stuff.. as in I see, i like, I buy. Interesting stuff lah..&lt;br /&gt;Like Beef Jerky, Ben and Jerry's Ice cream (chocolate fudge and marshmallow), almost bought a magazine on style weddings (totally random) and..... PUMPKIN!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omg!! pumpkins have never appealed to me more.. bought home one, since i was so bored, to carve and make some halloween deco and i must say it turned out splendid! wahaha!!! Super fun lei! And rewarding too! Dad took a video of me carving the pumpkin! Had to chop off the top (most difficult to do) den scrape out the flesh with a spoon.. Pumpkins have many seeds!!!!! Whaha.. i sound so "himbotic". Den carve the face, put in a tea-light, cap back on the top, turn off the lights and Wala!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check it out!!&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1991/2471/1600/DSC00584.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1991/2471/320/DSC00584.jpg" 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/23867499-116161502176894992?l=fred-frog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fred-frog.blogspot.com/feeds/116161502176894992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23867499&amp;postID=116161502176894992' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867499/posts/default/116161502176894992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867499/posts/default/116161502176894992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fred-frog.blogspot.com/2006/10/if-frogs-had-teeth-id-bite-i-feeling.html' title=''/><author><name>frog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01384186414174581012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23867499.post-116144209012587252</id><published>2006-10-21T21:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-21T22:48:10.220+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>There is so much to blog about today!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Shall do it in segments, cos they're all non sequitor events.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is so weird!!!!!!! Last night I dreamt that I was walking arm in arm with a girl.. den today choir prac had to do choreo.. and, kinda was forced to do that. Eh! wah... weird dream. Haha. I have the gift of prophecy! Yah right! lol. Eh no lah, there's nothing going on b/w me and her. I am single and proud to be so. Haha. Dun think i'm ready for a relationship at this point in time. Back to choir. VC ppl came over to help toady. They want to sing with us for the musical. But i was sitting beside them, and i can tell that by the end of the prac they not very keen anymore. I could hear wat they were talking, and from what i heard. I dun think we'll be seeing any help from VC. Haha. Oh, i learnt something today. A lame man can still climb a gate. Haha. Johnnie leg injured but no choice, had to climb over VJ gate. Pro man!! An accompishment!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Den went out for an all boys night out with Dad and Ben. Haha! Mum went for a dinner at a church friend's house.. actually i was invited too.. part of the worship team mah. But.. ai ya, i dun wan to be in an uncomfortable and unnatural setting can? How many months never talk liao, den suddenly forced spend an entire meal plus chit chat time together.. no thank you, and not like she'd want me to be there either. Ai ya, enough with this crap. Hehe. I had fun out with Dad and Ben.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were sposed to go catch a movie den bowling. But cos i came back late for choir, only had time for one. In the end we went bowling at some country club in Jurong.. why Jurong? Dun ask me! Haha. But country clubs are nice! And Jurong means i got lots of time to nap on the way there. Choir prac was super tiring. I dun like the lanes there though. I only averaged a pathetic 80++ In the end, Ben and I decided to do weird bowling style. I did a street fighter "Ah-du-ken" managed to whack down 9 pins. Ben did his Wu shu thingy which really looks more like 'Waka' (FFX) trade mark move before he throws the blitz ball. Eh he did it twice and both times STRIKE lah.. wth.. haha. They were playing songs by Westlife, SHE, Joi chua. So cool! Den we played at the video games archade there. Stupid gun spoilt.. waste my money.. grr.. actually my Dad's money.. he changed 10 bucks for us to play! wahaha! Den went to eat Bah Ku Teh. Not bad.. but the fried oysters we ordered was "bleh" too raw liao. I hope tmr i dun get stomachache.. bleh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K. Emo time again. Haiz.. Hey Mr. You dun have to say it but i know. I hear it in your voice, ur misery, ur grief, ur hopelessness. But i'm not gonna say anything about it unless you actually tell me. Cos i dun wanna exercabate the issue. If not for God I know it'd had been over long ago. But hey, God brought you two together for a reason. I don't know wat that is right now. But i do hope to know soon, cos that reason is also the reason why I exist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK enough! Hehe. Oh man, the variety show on channel U now is so funny! wahaha!!!! kk ciao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23867499-116144209012587252?l=fred-frog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fred-frog.blogspot.com/feeds/116144209012587252/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23867499&amp;postID=116144209012587252' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867499/posts/default/116144209012587252'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867499/posts/default/116144209012587252'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fred-frog.blogspot.com/2006/10/there-is-so-much-to-blog-about-today.html' title=''/><author><name>frog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01384186414174581012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23867499.post-116134035468290795</id><published>2006-10-20T18:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-20T18:32:34.720+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I think it's unaimous that "The Prestige" is the best movie ever produced. Two magicians caught up in their obsessision for secrecy and magic tricks, determined or cursed for that matter to walk their act. The entire story falls into place bit by bit and just as you question, you get an answer for sure later on in the show. Just as you get an answer for your previous question, a new "why?" begins to form in your head. Doesn't exactly have a climax, but the entire movie is always making you want to watch on to get your answers answered. The movie ends with your last question being answered. WOW!! Definitely a must watch! I want to watch it again. We actually sat in the cinema for a while discussing what we just watched! Haha!! First time. Super intellectual movie! Thumbs up to the script writer! I give it 6 out of 5.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha! Went out with my class today, after Mrs Chan declared her final FULL DAY OFF!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Wohoo!! So we went to school just for her farewell assembly. Mr shi plays the bass!!! COOL!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;I never knew. I saw him carry it to school and my jaw dropped. Actually my mouth was already open cos i was warming up with the choir outside LT5 when i saw him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tmr got choir, Mon got choir, planning to go ice skating on tues.. but wed got MT mock exam i just remembered.. How? Wed got choir too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23867499-116134035468290795?l=fred-frog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fred-frog.blogspot.com/feeds/116134035468290795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23867499&amp;postID=116134035468290795' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867499/posts/default/116134035468290795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867499/posts/default/116134035468290795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fred-frog.blogspot.com/2006/10/i-think-its-unaimous-that-prestige-is.html' title=''/><author><name>frog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01384186414174581012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23867499.post-116126189824333012</id><published>2006-10-19T20:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-19T20:44:58.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went Paragon with my mum today. Shopping.. Haha!! Wah she enter BLUM and Co only, stuck there for so long liao.. i swear she tried on at least 10 different dresses. Sposed to just go there and collect a skirt that needed alteration. I guess girls like trying on clothes eh? Haha!! But for me also quite fun lei.. can practice commenting on the dresses. The sales girl asked my mum if i took a module on design.. and my mum replied "No.. he's a science student.." ROTFL!! And i was kinda like dancing to the music in the shop.. haha!! hey, i had nothing to do wat.. and when there's a catchy beat.. first the feet start moving about, den the arms coordinate.. Hehe.. the hip hop type.. Haha.. i see Gen Rong dancing most of the time in choir room.. so i just learn from observation lor.. hip hop.. me? Haha!! er.. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Den met Dad at The Village for dinner.. there's some Oktoberfest going on.. some German festival.. so there was a live band! The music they played is the kind of German Beer party.. crazy drunk men coming onto stage to dance impromptu kind.. Haha!! Argh but the lobster not cooked properly.. send back. Cook again! Den burnt.. aiyo!! Next time dun eat their seafood liao. The roast and the pasta is good. Yup yup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow is Mrs Chan's farewell assembly.. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Promos results: Bio         B&lt;br /&gt;                           : Math     E&lt;br /&gt;                           : MT        E&lt;br /&gt;                           : Chem    D&lt;br /&gt;                           : GP         D&lt;br /&gt;                           : Econs    S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay! Thrilled for Bio.. everything else improved except Econs. Oh well.. at least now Elise owes me Ice cream.. =p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23867499-116126189824333012?l=fred-frog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fred-frog.blogspot.com/feeds/116126189824333012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23867499&amp;postID=116126189824333012' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867499/posts/default/116126189824333012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867499/posts/default/116126189824333012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fred-frog.blogspot.com/2006/10/went-paragon-with-my-mum-today.html' title=''/><author><name>frog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01384186414174581012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23867499.post-116108736133118833</id><published>2006-10-17T20:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-17T20:22:32.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today I'm feeling tired.&lt;br /&gt;Tired and bored of my hum drum life.. routines routines.. my life only revolves around school work, and choir. So boring.. YAWN. Dumb SYF piece so difficult. Other sections seem to have no problem though.. why Basses so slow.. issit me? Can't teach properly.. or they lousy, cannot learn fast enough.. wah STRESS ar.. like my aunt said. Last time choir songs, you can at least hear the music.. now it's so abstract.. needs a trained ear to appreciate..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Academics also so sian.. 24/50 for GP essay.. teacher said avoid this type of essays in the future.. wants me to write the more boring, factual essays on technology and what not. BLEH.. The problem with GP is if the examiner refuse to see your point, den you die.. dat's why should choose factual essays to write. So, conclusion is, GP is boring. Econs was major disappointment.. although I sort of expected to do badly.. cos duh, I chose the wrong essay to do. From a C in midyrs to a S grade.. good thing overall is still an E means no need to do R-paper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sian ar! tmr, oral presentation lecture, den choir prac. Haven't started studying for chinese yet, mock exam in 8 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK. Done complaining. HAHA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23867499-116108736133118833?l=fred-frog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fred-frog.blogspot.com/feeds/116108736133118833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23867499&amp;postID=116108736133118833' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867499/posts/default/116108736133118833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867499/posts/default/116108736133118833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fred-frog.blogspot.com/2006/10/today-im-feeling-tired.html' title=''/><author><name>frog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01384186414174581012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23867499.post-116100887292445952</id><published>2006-10-16T22:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-16T22:27:54.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey! the 16pf results are so funny!!&lt;br /&gt;Emmotional Stability 2&lt;br /&gt;Apprehenssion 9&lt;br /&gt;Tension 8&lt;br /&gt;Intellectual Efficiency 3.5&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wahaha!! The way they make me seem like some walking time bomb..&lt;br /&gt;"This must be someone else's report" Haha.. Apparently that's one of the 3 typical reactions to the report..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Promo results are out.. i shall put them up here when i get all of them back, aka tmr.. not bad so far, all improve.. except chinese.. I'm worried for my friends.. especially those in choir.. alot not doing too well.. Hey!! must strive to promote k!! Den we can all go malacca together, carol together, and put up a nice musical together!!!&lt;br /&gt;"No man is an island, no man stands alone"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23867499-116100887292445952?l=fred-frog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fred-frog.blogspot.com/feeds/116100887292445952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23867499&amp;postID=116100887292445952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867499/posts/default/116100887292445952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867499/posts/default/116100887292445952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fred-frog.blogspot.com/2006/10/hey-16pf-results-are-so-funny.html' title=''/><author><name>frog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01384186414174581012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23867499.post-116092024905699481</id><published>2006-10-15T21:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-15T22:17:05.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>DIANA! Thanks ar? (sarcastic) Some survey.. i tot wat.. Haha! nvm.. i got nothing to do now.. Hehe. Here goes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;1# Single, taken or crushing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Single. Study lah.. ding dong, waste time sia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;2# Are you happy with your life now?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Yea, it rox!! wohoo!!!!! haha rrite..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;3# When you meet with the right person, will you fall in love with him fast?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Concentrate on being a right person to someone else lah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;4# Have you ever had your heart broken?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Yup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;5# Do you believe there are some circumstances where cheating love is acceptable?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;How to cheat love? i dun get this question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;6# Would you take someone back if he cheats on you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Forgive and forget.. yea right.. *bleh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;7# Have you ever talked about marriage with another one before?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Not really, unless u count sec 4 CME!! i wrote my marriage vows, man they were good =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;8# Do you want children?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Yup. Kids spice up ur life, just like how I spice up my parents' lives! muahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;9# How many?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;157... siao. Hehe, dat's my fav no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;10# Would you consider adoption?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;11# If someone likes you now right now, what do you think is the best way to let you know his feelings?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;        U siao ar. If i answer this. Den wat if somone does it.. i dun want to mess with this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;12# Do you enjoy getting into a relationship?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        There's nothing enjoy about getting into one, it's the r/s that is nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;13# Be honest, what is the furthest you and your ex did?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;         I've nvr had a stead, pathetic eh.. Eh look at question 1.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;14# Do you believe in love at first sight?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;        U think i live in a fairy tale ar.. eh not bad, den if princess kiss the frog den i become prince&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;15# Are you romantic?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        Ask my friends.. -_-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;16# Do you believe you can change someone?In what way?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        The sword may scar the flesh, but the tongue can cut the heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;17# If you could married somewhere, where would it be?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        Anywhere? ok. In space, with constellations and planets in the back-drop! fantasy.. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;18# Do you easily give up when you are fighting?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        Make peace not war!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;19# Do you have feelings for someone right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        Of course! feelings ar? hate, love, care, concern, envy.. etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;20# Have you ever wished that you had someone but you messed it up?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         How can u have someone, are u calling me a slave master? i'm not possesive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;21# Have you ever broken a heart?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        I'm not sure.. eh got. My parents.. my teachers.. blah blah blah.. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;22# If one day your best friend fall in love with the boy/girl you deeply in love with, what would you do?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;        A more interesting question wud be if the one i love falls in love with my bestfriend. Oh! i'd write a movie. Haha!! Random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;23# Are you missing someone right now?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;         Yea! loads of ppl. My seniors especially. so long, farewell&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Now you have to name 5 of your friends to do this survey in their blog and write down their names in the list below and tag them in their blogs to let them know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't want!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA!! i think i just managed to go around just about every kaypo question.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23867499-116092024905699481?l=fred-frog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fred-frog.blogspot.com/feeds/116092024905699481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23867499&amp;postID=116092024905699481' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867499/posts/default/116092024905699481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867499/posts/default/116092024905699481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fred-frog.blogspot.com/2006/10/diana-thanks-ar-sarcastic-some-survey.html' title=''/><author><name>frog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01384186414174581012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23867499.post-116091922699691578</id><published>2006-10-15T21:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-15T21:33:47.006+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wohoo!! Badminton!! Haha..&lt;br /&gt;Went out with Elise, Ann Siong and Daniel todae.. others were sposed to come too.. but, oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;Ann Siong came in time to go off.. haha! hope ur PW's doing fine man!! Jia you!!!&lt;br /&gt;Poor Elise sitting down there watching Daniel trash me.. Haha.. Sorry!!! =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went over to Elise's for a while after that. Uno is one shy cat that is afraid of bears.. hmm. I guess there's nothing intimidating about Frogs eh? Hehe. Carrot cake from Cedele! Rox! Eh, not the black and white 'cai dao kwei' =p..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rode home in a lorry! So cool!! Fresh air.. er PSI 76. Haha! But quite fun lei.. can sing at the top of our voices with nobody to hear us.. hehe. Got a lift home from Ann Siong's Dad. Came home and there was my family eating punggol Nasi Lemak.. Haha. Nvm lah, not hungry. After exercise i'm hardly hungry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man i wanna play somemore! Haha! Tmr results coming back. hmm. Let's see who treats who to ice cream.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23867499-116091922699691578?l=fred-frog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fred-frog.blogspot.com/feeds/116091922699691578/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23867499&amp;postID=116091922699691578' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867499/posts/default/116091922699691578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867499/posts/default/116091922699691578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fred-frog.blogspot.com/2006/10/wohoo-badminton-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>frog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01384186414174581012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23867499.post-116074777456176912</id><published>2006-10-13T21:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T21:56:14.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went back to collect award at VS speech day today..&lt;br /&gt;Quite disappointed.. i must admit.. Here's the story...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last year.. everybody in the committee got some service award from the school, everybody, except me.. so i went to ask the teacher in charge, "how come?"&lt;br /&gt;"Oh, you're getting a more prestigeous one next year, when they'll invite you back for speech day.." was the reply..&lt;br /&gt;"Oh, alright.." i said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, i realised that most from the committee who got the award last year also got today's award.. hmm. Odd. 'Cheat my feelings..' Bleh! Somemore so boring. Vs likes to make everything formal and solemn. VJ is totally different. Farewell assembly today for instance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though it goes without saying that it is an emmotional assembly. VJ has this thing about injecting fun into everything we do. The MCs were great!! If that wasn't scripted.. wah! They're awesome man!! Batman and White Ranger.. watde... rotfl!! VJ I-comp totally rox!! compared to the video we watched at VS.. haiz.. VS gotta step up her game man!! House comp skit super hilarious. Make VJ seem like wat the only JC that matters! Haha! Though my friend was complaing the teachers stress them alot last minute but i think they did a wonderful job! *applause* Mass dance!! oh man!! the hype, the victorian spirit running through our veins.. k fine, my class ran away.. watde.. NVM, i danced with the VS ppl den later joined my senior class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh Yah!! AQUILA WON THE HOUSE CHAMPIONSHIP TITLE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A-Q-U-I, AQU, AQUILA&lt;br /&gt;A-Q-U-I, AQU, AQUILA&lt;br /&gt;A-Q-U-I, AQU, AQUILA&lt;br /&gt;YEAH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NICE!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha.. but i'm really sad to see the seniors go.. some of them my really good friends. Hope they come back to visit often. Hope i have time to go out with them too. All the assemblies together, cookies, ice cream, ITALY!! oh man! i miss that experience, working hard together, and den celebrating when they announced that we've clinched the Grand Prize!! That moment of pure joy and happiness is one that i'll remember for the rest of my life. Evertime i run that memory through my mind again i still feel that tingle of excitement running down my spine.&lt;br /&gt;Now's it's our turn to keep the flag unfurled, will we be able to live up to the 'dragon power'.. hmm.. MRS CHAN!! why u gotta leave eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She's the best principal i've ever known. Once, i wanted to apply for a science seminar, and for some admin fault, i did not get a place, and Mrs Chan helped me get in after i appealed.. She genuinely cares for us victorians, she's there for sports events, and she takes interest in our cultural groups too. She knows how to have fun WITH US, april fool's day, we changed the school crest, and she laughed along with us. Victories won for the school are recognised duly with granting of half day offs if not full day offs. She's there to fight for us, to the extent of going against the press, when members of the public accuse us of trivial things, and try to tarnish our school's image. She's cheerful and hardly loses her temper. If i remember correctly, only once, cos some fools were making a scene at KFC in their school uniform.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're gonna miss you Mrs Chan!! All the best in your new term. Dun you ever forget VJC!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23867499-116074777456176912?l=fred-frog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fred-frog.blogspot.com/feeds/116074777456176912/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23867499&amp;postID=116074777456176912' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867499/posts/default/116074777456176912'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867499/posts/default/116074777456176912'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fred-frog.blogspot.com/2006/10/went-back-to-collect-award-at-vs.html' title=''/><author><name>frog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01384186414174581012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23867499.post-116066892954303548</id><published>2006-10-12T23:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-13T00:02:12.853+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OHYEA!! VS CHOIR TOTALLY ROX!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha! Went out with my old peers from VS choir, now one in NY, 2 in MJ.. went bowling at Marina Bay, followed by steamboat dinner! Eat until super full, but we walked it off after that. Bowling wasn't too bad.. although Weng Lun complain that he cannot beat me.. he's high score is 18something.. Haha! Wanted to play pool but they have ridiculous rates.. so play arcade instead.. the machine dun like Jing Yuan.. first time he's car stuck.. second time his machine no gear4..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Edmund couldn't join us for dinner, he wasited at the bus stop for half an hour only to realise that he forgot his Ez link card which he surrendered earlier to the bowling alley counter.. den go there to ask them, they say return liao.. Guess who took it?! JOHNNIE... Hiaz trust him to do that.. blur sotong.. =p hope Edumnd didn't get too bad a scolding from his mum for being late..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We ate and chatted and played cards.. and.. scolded Johnnie for bad table manners.. HAHA! and.. fought over cooking space on the grill.. and splattered each other ("accidentally") with the soup..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ate so much lah.. eat eat eat, den move over to another unoccupied table to play cards, den come back and eat somemore.. too bad the chilli crab not fresh, small, and the sauce tastes suspiciously like the macdonald's sweet chilli sauce.. but who cares!! It's a buffet.. so just eat as much as you want!! the black pepper chicken was good! Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sang old songs as we walked back to the mrt.. there was no one around.. the road was deserted.. but everyone forgot their parts liao!! Haha!! Den in the mrt johnnie and i continued.. wohoo!! that one at least got blend and we knew our parts.. cos we were singing...... christmas carols!! Huh? it's only october?? LOL!! no wonder people were staring..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23867499-116066892954303548?l=fred-frog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fred-frog.blogspot.com/feeds/116066892954303548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23867499&amp;postID=116066892954303548' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867499/posts/default/116066892954303548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867499/posts/default/116066892954303548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fred-frog.blogspot.com/2006/10/ohyea-vs-choir-totally-rox-haha-went.html' title=''/><author><name>frog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01384186414174581012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23867499.post-116049199092845662</id><published>2006-10-10T22:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-10T22:53:11.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yay!! My room is half cleared! now it looks more messy than before...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent the whole day playing com! Haha. Wake up, breakfast, den FFX till lunch, den Generals till dinner! Wohoo!! siao. Haha. But after that i finally got down to doing the spring cleaning i wanted to do today. Actually all i did was rearrange and wipe.. As i threw my stuffed toys down from the ledge cookie was like running around trying to dodge them. Finally she ran under the bed for cover, haha! so cute..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just realise i have lots of photos! Haha! printed out so many, shall find some time to design a photo album soon.. happy times, holiday fun, bittersweet memories... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh why do i pioritise choir before PW? Pw is afterall an A level examinable subject.. other choir ppl tell me they will be missing a bit of choir prac to go for PW.. den silly me devotes the whole day to choir. Oh well, nvm! dec i'll be gg holiday, and missing choir.. oh shucks! but that means i'll be missing carolling.. ARGH! i think carolling will be loads of chirstmas fun and good cheer. haha! : ( Choir Choir.. after VJ, no more choir for me i think.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23867499-116049199092845662?l=fred-frog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fred-frog.blogspot.com/feeds/116049199092845662/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23867499&amp;postID=116049199092845662' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867499/posts/default/116049199092845662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867499/posts/default/116049199092845662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fred-frog.blogspot.com/2006/10/yay-my-room-is-half-cleared-now-it.html' title=''/><author><name>frog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01384186414174581012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23867499.post-116045799743060927</id><published>2006-10-10T13:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-10T13:26:37.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today is spring cleaning day..&lt;br /&gt;Haha gotta clear my table, bathe the dog, wash my bag and shoes.. etc. BLEH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bored lei.. too lazy to go out also.. haha.&lt;br /&gt;I ate half a pizza last night all by myself!! wohoo!! Cheesy bites stuffed crust super hawaiin supreme!! Oh yea!! lol&lt;br /&gt;I was hungry!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think cookie feels betrayed.. lol&lt;br /&gt;went to my Aunt's house to visit my grandma yesterday, she's recovering from a knee-cap replacement op. Den there was this hyper active jack russel terrier there, jumping all over me and trying to lick my face. Haha! Got her golden fur all over my t-shirt.. cookie was sniffing me when i got home.. lol. Maybe i should bring cookie there one day.. Kiki (the dog) is a cute guy! for my cute lil cookie.. haha!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23867499-116045799743060927?l=fred-frog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fred-frog.blogspot.com/feeds/116045799743060927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23867499&amp;postID=116045799743060927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867499/posts/default/116045799743060927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867499/posts/default/116045799743060927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fred-frog.blogspot.com/2006/10/today-is-spring-cleaning-day.html' title=''/><author><name>frog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01384186414174581012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23867499.post-116015440705962468</id><published>2006-10-07T00:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-07T01:06:47.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;PROMOS ARE OVER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This rox man!! Just went out with my class today.. went Marina..&lt;br /&gt;Wah.. u all good ah? Ask me to wait there for you.. i managed to walk around the whole place like twice, and back.. and you all still not there yet.. GRRR.. haha. I guess no one can resist the charms of Candy Empire huh.. oh wells.. yea, that's a cooooool sweet shop! Haha. We took photo cramed up in one of those kiddy rides where u put in the coin and the ride starts moving but getting no where.. uh huh... pardon us, post exam nutheads... Hehe!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Played pool.. Chengwei rox at pool man!! haha!! siao.. He playing at the other table.. their game finish so fast lah.. ours still mid-way.. or 3/4 way ?? haha.. Den we watched Me, You and Dupree!! NICE!!!!!!!! I find it so.. "real"? Haha.. typical marriage.. guy doesn't talk much, girl wants to love the guy, girl tells the guy she loves him the way he is and everything will be fine.. but guy stressed out at work, dun tell wife cos wife's dad is the boss and things get complicated.. so girl doesn't understand.. DEN she finally starts asking the right questions.. asking her dad whether he wanted her marriage to work out in the first place.. etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life's all about asking the right questions..&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes you don't get the answers immediately, but keep at it and they'll eventually come to you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man i sound philosphical..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that went BK for dinner, den left Bear, Chengwei and Me, "..and slowly they decreased in number..." haha!!  3 guys, walking around Melienna walk and Marina Sq.. odd.. haha! Bear was saying how at this time it should be  1guy and 1girl walking, not 3 guys... Haha.. oh well.&lt;br /&gt;Tmr!! CYCLING at East Coast!! wohoo!! man this rox!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;PROMOS ARE OVER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;funny how i woke up this morning with that feeling that i'd bump into you today.. and well, i did huh.. well if anybody wants to critic my entries? Please know.. it's really none of ur business.. esp ppl who think they know it all?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23867499-116015440705962468?l=fred-frog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fred-frog.blogspot.com/feeds/116015440705962468/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23867499&amp;postID=116015440705962468' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867499/posts/default/116015440705962468'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867499/posts/default/116015440705962468'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fred-frog.blogspot.com/2006/10/promos-are-over-this-rox-man-just-went.html' title=''/><author><name>frog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01384186414174581012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23867499.post-116005718866920290</id><published>2006-10-05T21:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-07T01:12:21.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>1 more day to the end of promos!!!!! Ha! how's that!! wohoo!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Den after that got chinese.. and PW.. bohoo... : (&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aiya! NVM!! End of promos!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Heheh. OHYEA..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But den.. choir prac starts.. the next day.. Debbie msged that we gotta have a meeting tmr, after exam to discuss the next action plan.. but i want to go for class outing. I mean, come on lah.. give me a break! But of course.. i didn't tell her that.. all i said was i cannot make it.. anyway, so last minute den say wanna have meeting.. class outing already plan liao.. Not say i'm enjoying myself much in choir..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spend most of my free time in the choir room.. only choir people in there are 6 ppl.. at first i thought hey, here's a group of people whom i can build new friendships with.. and for a while i thought it was taking off rather well.. den "... 6 of us... " sees me looking, "..yea you too fredfrog..." hmm. Well, what can i expect when 3 of them are guys, 3 of them are girls, 3 of them are couples.. They're too nice to ask me along when they go out cos they won't want me to feel extra anyway..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my class! Haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what's wrong with me.. did i for a moment this morning feel that we could be in love again? NO.. it has to be the radio.. irritating.. some song. But i keep thinking about her more these days.. i guess i miss the love we once knew.. BUT I KNOW IT"S OVER, i don't want a re-genesis.. I DON"T LOVE HER ANYMORE, i just miss her.. haha!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God! waiting for you to send someone else along my way again.. haha!! But i doubt i'll be ready to get into any relationship anytime soon.. studies first.. easier to handle also.. oh well.. who knows.. it comes when it comes..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23867499-116005718866920290?l=fred-frog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fred-frog.blogspot.com/feeds/116005718866920290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23867499&amp;postID=116005718866920290' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867499/posts/default/116005718866920290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867499/posts/default/116005718866920290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fred-frog.blogspot.com/2006/10/1-more-day-to-end-of-promos-ha-hows.html' title=''/><author><name>frog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01384186414174581012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23867499.post-115987834376332564</id><published>2006-10-03T20:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-03T20:25:43.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Help! I can't switch mindset to chemistry...&lt;br /&gt;Well bio was quite alright i guess!! except for MCQs.. and the one part of the enzyme essay question which i got confused over.. Michales Menten! Argh.. i got the graphs for competitive inhibitor and non competitive inhibitors messed up.. competitive inhibitor reduces the affinity of the enzyme! Shucks.. why do i keep realising my mistakes on the way home? And why am i still blogging about bio when i should be studying chem!!! oh well.. got tmr morning to mug =p&lt;br /&gt;Yay! I think i'm at least gonna do better than mid years.. for bio. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23867499-115987834376332564?l=fred-frog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fred-frog.blogspot.com/feeds/115987834376332564/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23867499&amp;postID=115987834376332564' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867499/posts/default/115987834376332564'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867499/posts/default/115987834376332564'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fred-frog.blogspot.com/2006/10/help-i-cant-switch-mindset-to.html' title=''/><author><name>frog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01384186414174581012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23867499.post-115975930075284963</id><published>2006-10-02T11:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-02T11:21:40.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Exams are not good...&lt;br /&gt;Grrrr.. i can't think under exam conditions!! Sheesh.&lt;br /&gt;Chose the wrong essay question to do for econs. After the paper i realise i knew how to do the other essay.. great. There goes well.. alot of marks.&lt;br /&gt;ARGH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To everyone out there taking exams.. here's a tip.. spend TIME planning your essays, for both essay choices before deciding which to do!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, i guess getting promoted is all that matters for JC1 anyway.. haha! i think can lah =p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23867499-115975930075284963?l=fred-frog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fred-frog.blogspot.com/feeds/115975930075284963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23867499&amp;postID=115975930075284963' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867499/posts/default/115975930075284963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867499/posts/default/115975930075284963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fred-frog.blogspot.com/2006/10/exams-are-not-good.html' title=''/><author><name>frog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01384186414174581012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23867499.post-115969617172678748</id><published>2006-10-01T17:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-01T17:49:31.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HAPPY CHILDRENS' DAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum had meeting in church todae, so stayed back to join in the childrens' day celebrations.. lol so fun, doing kiddy dances and singing kiddy songs again. Haa! I miss being a kid! Asked dad for a childrens' day present but he dun wanna give.. hmpf. =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday's afternoons are not good for studying man.. wind blowing in from the open window envelopiong me with its sporific effect. Haha. KK GP is over.. fine.  Econs tmr. Tmr is monday. means i gotta study on Sunday. Hmpf. Sunday's are set aside for rest! lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the past 2 weeks i have been very withdrawn from God. Cos i felt that i keep coming back to him and then i fall away again.. so what's the point. So i didn't bother to pray anymore. I couldn't be bothered in church. Afterall, everytime also no sunday school. Last week Pastor called for altar call, everyone around me stood up on by one.. i was glued to the chair.. no, i was not gonna stand. Excuse me, i wasn't even on a talking relationship with God!? Pastor said the least you can do is pray for missions.. er.. no.... Also last week the message was to be reconciled with God. How can this be? So fast God is already calling me to be reconciled with him? I refused. Dun wan lah.. later i fail again.. wat's the point? Today. God was prompting me again to come home to him. It's childrens' day! How bout being called a child of God again eh? hmm.. but wat if i can't live up to the expectations of being called a child of God? God send me a sign! Something that i cannot doubt, melt my heart of stone and give me a heart of flesh! Den just as i said that, the song leader prayed that we won't keep asking for signs but we will see through the eyes of faith.&lt;br /&gt;And then, we sang the song "open the eyes of my heart Lord!". Then we sat down and i realised today is the first sunday of the month! And we take the Lord's supper on every first sunday of the month! That's a practice to reaffirm the promise that we have made between God and Man.  Cool.. it'd be quite bad if i wasn't reconciled with God before i took the Lord's supper. So what now? Well God's grace is sufficient for me, I hope i don't fail again, but if I do, I know God is ready to forgive. Yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, i got a question..  why do people get married?&lt;br /&gt;After all the examples i've seen. Why bother to get tied down to someone you'll eventually get sick and tired of.  What's the point of commiting to someone whom you'll eventually stop loving? Why not enjoy romantic relationships? No doubt they're ephemeral but i guess if u dun expect them to last, it won't hurt much anyway. What's the point of sticking to one life partner if what you're experiencing at the point when you 2 decided to get married, isn't gonna last forever? Why not stay young and fickle and have fun devoting love to different persons (one at a time!!)&lt;br /&gt;Why not just keep dating and never start courting?&lt;br /&gt;Oh well. I guess fairytale marriages don't come true..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ai ya!! i'm still gonna get married in future! lol.. I'm gonna prove myself wrong , I'm gonna prove that a happy marriage IS POSSIBLE !!! I'm gonna be understanding, patient, caring and promise to love in sickness and in health.. blah blah blah! Haha....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I JUST ATTENDED MY COUSIN'S WEDDING LAH... =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23867499-115969617172678748?l=fred-frog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fred-frog.blogspot.com/feeds/115969617172678748/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23867499&amp;postID=115969617172678748' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867499/posts/default/115969617172678748'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867499/posts/default/115969617172678748'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fred-frog.blogspot.com/2006/10/happy-childrens-day-mum-had-meeting-in.html' title=''/><author><name>frog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01384186414174581012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23867499.post-115953804780987933</id><published>2006-09-29T21:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-29T21:54:07.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>WTH!!&lt;br /&gt;Is a happy ending really impossible whenever we do things together? How can we be so different.. amazing the amount of variation that can arise from just two little gametes..&lt;br /&gt;Okay.. so we caculate.. let's say there are n no. genes.. fusion of gametes means you either choose AA or aa or Aa per gene. so the probability of us being different for each characteristic is 1/3. therefore probabiltiy of us being different is 1/3 ^ n.. is that alot? i mean how many different alelles (oh WTH i forgot how to spell.. alleles? should be correct lah.)  are there?! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHATEVER!!! Like it or not.. I'll be seeing you till the day I die so i'll just have to put up with it or put up with it. Like they always say.. change what you can, accept what you can't..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23867499-115953804780987933?l=fred-frog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fred-frog.blogspot.com/feeds/115953804780987933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23867499&amp;postID=115953804780987933' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867499/posts/default/115953804780987933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867499/posts/default/115953804780987933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fred-frog.blogspot.com/2006/09/wth-is-happy-ending-really-impossible.html' title=''/><author><name>frog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01384186414174581012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23867499.post-115953070867503721</id><published>2006-09-29T19:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-29T19:51:48.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>BUS DRIVERS ARE NICE PEOPLE !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woah.. I left my wallet on the bus just this morning and I received a call in the evening from the guard house that somebody picked up my wallet. It was the bus driver!! hahaa! Can't believe he drove all the way down to my house to return the wallet. Er.. in his pick-up truck, not his SBS bus.. dun be mad. Haha. Bus no. 43 SBS 863 C. Such a nice guy! Haha. Yay!!!! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23867499-115953070867503721?l=fred-frog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fred-frog.blogspot.com/feeds/115953070867503721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23867499&amp;postID=115953070867503721' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867499/posts/default/115953070867503721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867499/posts/default/115953070867503721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fred-frog.blogspot.com/2006/09/bus-drivers-are-nice-people-woah.html' title=''/><author><name>frog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01384186414174581012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23867499.post-115945851462432610</id><published>2006-09-28T23:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-29T00:00:45.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;BORING!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Whole day at home today.. read through econs and bio, did chem MCQ and math paper..&lt;br /&gt;Still bored to death. Haha! Wanted to go out for supper.. Dad say eat what? Den i say i'm not hungry. Haha.. just wanna go out. Played piano.. den mum said there's this funny guy downstairs walking around wondering where the music coming from.. lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think i'm growing fat! Haha. Did i few crunches todae while watching TV.. always saying i wanna train.. but end up always no determination to do consistently. NVM. shall start next year! Haha. No choice.. or else go army die..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cut my hair!! Bohoo.. no more long wavy, radical look.. haha. And I think i'm gonna forever be a reindeer.. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ME IN THE MORNING&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1991/2471/1600/DSC00556.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1991/2471/320/DSC00556.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ME IN THE AFTERNOON&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1991/2471/1600/DSC00559.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1991/2471/320/DSC00559.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still think long is nicer.. dun you?? Haha.&lt;br /&gt;Pardon all these random posts.. told you i'm feeling super bored. And you, have just wasted some time reading crap =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23867499-115945851462432610?l=fred-frog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fred-frog.blogspot.com/feeds/115945851462432610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23867499&amp;postID=115945851462432610' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867499/posts/default/115945851462432610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867499/posts/default/115945851462432610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fred-frog.blogspot.com/2006/09/boring-whole-day-at-home-today.html' title=''/><author><name>frog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01384186414174581012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23867499.post-115919823615082624</id><published>2006-09-25T23:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-26T18:01:42.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1991/2471/1600/DSC00511.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1991/2471/320/DSC00511.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1991/2471/1600/DSC00495.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1991/2471/320/DSC00495.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1991/2471/1600/DSC00522.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1991/2471/320/DSC00522.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1991/2471/1600/DSC00528.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1991/2471/320/DSC00528.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1991/2471/1600/DSC00503.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1991/2471/320/DSC00503.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that concludes our journey on Singapore Idol..&lt;br /&gt;I feel sad for Jonathan really.. He was so friendly to us.. I would have prefered him to have won actually, though Hady's got the voice. Man.. Yuting really loves Jonathan.. haha. Poor thing, only photo she got with him was a group photo and the guys were blocking the girls.. den all of them pissed off. Oops. SORRY!! lol. Oh well. Go Hady, better not let all your fans down.. and Jonathan, all the best dude!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey Hey!! I can be seen in the TV advertisement congradulating Hady!! lol.. the one behind Hady on the right.. it's me i think. :p hehe!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23867499-115919823615082624?l=fred-frog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fred-frog.blogspot.com/feeds/115919823615082624/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23867499&amp;postID=115919823615082624' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867499/posts/default/115919823615082624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867499/posts/default/115919823615082624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fred-frog.blogspot.com/2006/09/so-that-concludes-our-journey-on.html' title=''/><author><name>frog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01384186414174581012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23867499.post-115916957716391363</id><published>2006-09-25T14:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-25T15:47:06.673+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1991/2471/1600/DSC00488.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1991/2471/320/DSC00488.0.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1991/2471/1600/DSC00476.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1991/2471/320/DSC00476.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wohoo!!! Yesterday was sooooo fun! Haha.. the crowd at indoor stadium was really noisy!! Haha. Standing at the backstage, watching people screaming over the railings for their idols.. but we got the privelege of performing with them.. muahaha! ;p Some people say they saw me on TV, some say cannot see.. hmm. Nevermind, been on TV before liao! Hehe. Johnnie was so excited cos he had nine ppl messaging him after the concert to tell him they saw him. Haha.. i wonder why.. ;p I took photo with Jasmine tye!! Wahaha!! and Paul twohill.. the only two who came over to look for us. Paul came to deliver food to Daniel Thong.. Jasmine came simply because she's nice! haha.. She's from my senior class!! so cool!! Got her autograph.. wahaha. Hoping Jonathan and Hady visit us after their show today.. haven't got theirs yet. I only want these three autograph. Haha. Funny how i didn't even know i was talking to one of the top 10 that day outside the wardrobe and makeup room. :p Johnnie, Danny and I went out to buy drinks and the crowd was already starting to stream in.. so cool how we can just walk in and out with just a flash of our passes.. wahaha!! Saw Daphne Khoo too.. i had my camera in my pocket.. hmm.. nah, so thick skin. Haha. Paul twohill kissed Deborah! Haha! rrite.. well that was what she told me until this morning when she admitted it was through the glass window of the van. :p like dat also counted meh.. Hehe kk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1991/2471/1600/DSC00533a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1991/2471/320/DSC00533a.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1991/2471/1600/DSC00534.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1991/2471/320/DSC00534.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had lotsa of free time to do our own stuff while waiting.. and i mean ALOT of free time. Tell us to get ready by wat time.. we can expect to sit there and stone till 2 hours past the stipulated time.. sheesh. Den we got bored and started singing stupid songs and i mean STUPID songs.. like O Macdonald.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As promised, here it is!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="220"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/uNcuaLEyKt0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/uNcuaLEyKt0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="320" height="220"&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/23867499-115916957716391363?l=fred-frog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fred-frog.blogspot.com/feeds/115916957716391363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23867499&amp;postID=115916957716391363' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867499/posts/default/115916957716391363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867499/posts/default/115916957716391363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fred-frog.blogspot.com/2006/09/wohoo-yesterday-was-sooooo-fun-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>frog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01384186414174581012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23867499.post-115899623400348860</id><published>2006-09-23T15:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-23T15:23:54.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Man i'm bored!!!!! &lt;br /&gt;Can't seem to mug on weekends. They just seem to be the time to slack.. Hence my MPP for today is way low.. hiring me would incure more cost than revenue.. so a firm will choose not to hire me.. Haaa.. econs crap.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well.. woke up at 8 plus, did 3 chem questions and read a bit of kaleidoscope den play psp, watch tv, play piano.. laze around. Waiting for 3.45pm to come. Ha!! Singapore Idol is fun man!!! lol. Although practices and rehearsals drag till so late and some mediacorp people can be soooo rude!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were at indoor stadium rehearsing yesterday. Gurmit Sighn brought his kids along.. at first i was wondering why suddenly got little kids in the corridor.. den i suddenly saw him. Haha.. quite an exciting feeling see celebs in real life. Den Of Course, Jonathan and Hady were there.. Man they sing well!! I have a funny feeling jonathan will win.. but i think Hadys voice stronger.. Jonathan has the idol pattern lah.. he's friendly! haha. Hady's more of the cool type. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few of us were watching the rehearsals in the main hall and guess where the rest were? In the corridor taking photo with the rest of the idol finalists!!! ARGH!! wasted lah.. never call me!!! ARGH!!!!! no fair !!!!!!! &lt;br /&gt;hmpf.. i charged my cam liao!! today shall see if got chance to take. Hehe. &lt;br /&gt;Oh yar! each of us were given this backstage pass which said "Singapore idol grand finals, ARTISTE" so cool!!!!!!!!!!!! I'm an artiste!!!! wahahah!!! Mum said cheap thrill.. hmpf.. jealous! =p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23867499-115899623400348860?l=fred-frog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fred-frog.blogspot.com/feeds/115899623400348860/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23867499&amp;postID=115899623400348860' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867499/posts/default/115899623400348860'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867499/posts/default/115899623400348860'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fred-frog.blogspot.com/2006/09/man-im-bored-cant-seem-to-mug-on.html' title=''/><author><name>frog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01384186414174581012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23867499.post-115876423048985021</id><published>2006-09-20T22:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-20T22:57:13.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I finished a math paper!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Wahahah!! oh yea.. =p den dad came home with sorbet from Haigen Daiz!!! wohoo!!! &lt;br /&gt;And i was playing with the dry ice.. thinking about the chemistry behind it! Haha.. sorry mug too much liao =p Speaking about mugging.. and since Han Teng visited my blog.. i can't believe what he said!! lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You seem to much of a workaholic to be bothered about getting a girlfriend.." lol X 10^ X where x ---&gt; infinity!! sheesh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hanteng, Hanteng.. me? a workaholic.. yea rite.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1991/2471/1600/DSC00414.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1991/2471/320/DSC00414.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh.. heh heh.. i ate almost finished it before i decided to take a photo =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yea.. and here's to all the ppl suffering in VJ choir..&lt;br /&gt;Wed: combined sectionals &lt;br /&gt;Thurs: Rehearsal&lt;br /&gt;Fri: rehearsal (till late)&lt;br /&gt;Sat: rehearsal&lt;br /&gt;Sun: Performance show&lt;br /&gt;Mon: Results show performance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well.. we're all in this together.. how many days to GP paper? hmm 7.. practices are 5 days starting tmr.. by logical induction, promos come right after performance. GREAT!!! not..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23867499-115876423048985021?l=fred-frog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fred-frog.blogspot.com/feeds/115876423048985021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23867499&amp;postID=115876423048985021' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867499/posts/default/115876423048985021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867499/posts/default/115876423048985021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fred-frog.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-finished-math-paper-wahahah-oh-yea.html' title=''/><author><name>frog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01384186414174581012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23867499.post-115867670252256950</id><published>2006-09-19T22:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-19T22:38:22.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's funny how sometimes people complain so much that there are cliques all around and they feel left out but they don't do anything to integrate themselves into the "corporation" Haa! Haiz.. oh well. I guess some feel more at ease alone. Oh well..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wah. I took 2 hours to study application syllabus for Bio.. argh!! Oh man.. and the dumb neighbour downstairs is some chain somker lah.. den the wind at my place so strong.. blow all the smoke into my living room.. stinko can!! den close the door.. so hot.. Argh!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway.. to all those taking major exams, i guess you're finishing liao right!! wohoo!! feel happy for you man!! Jia you!! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23867499-115867670252256950?l=fred-frog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fred-frog.blogspot.com/feeds/115867670252256950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23867499&amp;postID=115867670252256950' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867499/posts/default/115867670252256950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867499/posts/default/115867670252256950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fred-frog.blogspot.com/2006/09/its-funny-how-sometimes-people.html' title=''/><author><name>frog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01384186414174581012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23867499.post-115858421045108506</id><published>2006-09-18T20:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-18T20:56:50.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>*%#&amp;$^#@!!! why must we learn stupid math stuff like curve sketching when we spent $172 to buy a graphics caculator to do the job!! And why did we spend $172 to buy a dumb caculator which window is limited such that sometimes you dun see the whole graph!! Why in the $&amp;^#^#*(@ we got to study irrelevant subjects man!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;ARGH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who the #&amp;$^#% plots ln graphs?! Why can't we just make big $$ and pay some nut-head to plot for us.. grrr!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stupid math!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23867499-115858421045108506?l=fred-frog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fred-frog.blogspot.com/feeds/115858421045108506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23867499&amp;postID=115858421045108506' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867499/posts/default/115858421045108506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867499/posts/default/115858421045108506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fred-frog.blogspot.com/2006/09/why-must-we-learn-stupid-math-stuff.html' title=''/><author><name>frog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01384186414174581012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23867499.post-115850171588450589</id><published>2006-09-17T21:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-17T22:05:10.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I am one bored frog..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Bored of this predicament i'm caught in.. this unwillingness to move on.. yet i know the more i cling on to this hope that you've placed in my heart, the more i realise that hardly any sincerity accompanied those empty words meant to ease the pain. The more i realise that it's over. At the same time I want to move on, yet i have no where to go.. wandering aimlessly in this world of uncertainty. Afraid to embrace anything for fear of waking up once again to realise that it was only another good dream. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br&gt;..because of you i'll never stray too far from the sidewalk, because of you i've learnt to play on the safe side so i don't get hurt..' --Kelly Clarkson, Because of you&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bored of commiting and breaking my word, repenting and sinning once more, re-dedicating and then straying all too soon after.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dreams reveal my subconcious. They give me the clues to the desires and hopes that i cling on to. How do I stop myself from thinking about stuff? Cos everytime I wake up, I wake up from a reminder of how I yearn for the impossible. Other nights, i wake up from a cruel reminder of the reality that i live in, such dreams depict the status quo of my life. I wake up from one nightmare into another. From one 'reality' that i can wake up from, into a reality that i am mercilessly forced to accept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So unnatural, so obvious, so damn dao..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;"..Hold on to patience, just watch for the signs, everything in it's time.."&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;--Corrine May, Everything in it's time&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23867499-115850171588450589?l=fred-frog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fred-frog.blogspot.com/feeds/115850171588450589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23867499&amp;postID=115850171588450589' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867499/posts/default/115850171588450589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867499/posts/default/115850171588450589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fred-frog.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-am-one-bored-frog.html' title=''/><author><name>frog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01384186414174581012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23867499.post-115849599338000185</id><published>2006-09-17T19:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-17T20:26:33.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went for "His needs, her needs" workshop after church today. It's a course for understanding your spouse. Haha! I went there to "baby-sit" the children lah.. not as a participant in the workshop. But i had fun telling people that i was representing my dad to go with my mum since he was working and couldn't attend.  Actually i didn't really baby-sit. Ben and Johann were doing that. I was studying with Dot, Carol and Mel. Oh but Janelle kept clinging to my finger! lol. Her hand so small.. cutting off the blood supply to my finger.. lol!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Managed to mug organic chem and a bit of trigo.. =p despite the talk on cute guys.. haiz wat else do girls talk about and get so excited over eh? Den went for a walk alone, pass the koi pond, bittersweet memories.. went to the playground where ben was doing cartwheels and handstands. Then went back to the clubhouse to play table-tennis. Mum left without us! lol.. actually we wanted to go home later lah, so she went home first. Followed Diane up to return the rackets, and at the same time let them know we leaving liao.. but aiya, i think bathing lah.. I said bye to Fluffy though! lol.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So.. tmr got free period cos i took chem spa last week. What should I study?? hmm...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23867499-115849599338000185?l=fred-frog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fred-frog.blogspot.com/feeds/115849599338000185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23867499&amp;postID=115849599338000185' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867499/posts/default/115849599338000185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867499/posts/default/115849599338000185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fred-frog.blogspot.com/2006/09/went-for-his-needs-her-needs-workshop.html' title=''/><author><name>frog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01384186414174581012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23867499.post-115842029557157977</id><published>2006-09-16T23:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-16T23:24:55.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1991/2471/1600/DSC00398.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1991/2471/320/DSC00398.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1991/2471/1600/DSC00391.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1991/2471/320/DSC00391.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum's birthday!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Haha.. we went Angus Steak house. Den Dad got the ppl there to play birthday song as the waitress brought out the cake!! Awww.. Dad.. Haha!! Only short of a kiss. Lol.. well he tried.. but mum was too embarassed i think. I had a good laugh though =p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23867499-115842029557157977?l=fred-frog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fred-frog.blogspot.com/feeds/115842029557157977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23867499&amp;postID=115842029557157977' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867499/posts/default/115842029557157977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867499/posts/default/115842029557157977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fred-frog.blogspot.com/2006/09/mums-birthday-haha.html' title=''/><author><name>frog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01384186414174581012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23867499.post-115839182874730543</id><published>2006-09-16T15:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-16T15:30:28.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I miss the old days.. back then when i was just a kid. With not a care in the world. Out there having fun all the time. Only having to study a little when nearing the exams. Enjoying innocent friendships and going out together all the time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss the times when we were still using abenezer chapel, running around behind the church building, catching spiders, picking red seeds. The older we get, the more compicated life gets. I miss the times when we stayed over at friend's houses and when we had youth canps. Particularly the one at Changi. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone is too busy now. Everyone has too many things to do. What's wrong with the Education system in Singapore. Maybe i should migrate too.. yea like that's for me to decide. I feel so empty now, like there's nothing much to look forward to. Studying and Choir.. that's all. JC life is no life. Family tree carnival at VJ was nice. I went on some ride.. i came down with tears in my eyes. I had no idea why. Deborah asked me why i was crying. I shrugged. But now i know. I realised i hadn't been so happy for a long time. Just going up and down in circles on that ride, screaming together with everybody else at sudden drops and jus enjoying the ride. It was pure exhilaration for me on that ride. I was happy again. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss my old house at telok kurau. Walking along the cannel to the park. Or to Kembagan MRT, taking a train to orchard to catch a movie with friends. Something quite rare now. Even the holidays are packed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss days in VS. Crapping whole day long. &lt;br /&gt;I miss Japan! Beautiful scenery, disney land, universal studios. NO STUDY!! NO CARES!! Just have fun, eat, and shop and sleep. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait to go NS.. no need to bother about anything, just follow orders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time heals, how long till it's efficacious?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23867499-115839182874730543?l=fred-frog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fred-frog.blogspot.com/feeds/115839182874730543/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23867499&amp;postID=115839182874730543' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867499/posts/default/115839182874730543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867499/posts/default/115839182874730543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fred-frog.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-miss-old-days.html' title=''/><author><name>frog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01384186414174581012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23867499.post-115831801028944523</id><published>2006-09-15T18:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-15T19:00:10.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sian Sian Sian Sian Sian!!! Haha likeong used for the teacher's day video presentation.. Yups. That's math. OK, maybe not all of math. Reccurence and Induction is SIAN!!!!!!!!! stupid lah, spent 2 hrs at tuition do nothing at all. Cos i give the teacher question to do but she see liao also sian. Den end up everybody chatting happily about dunno what thing also. Tried to do curve sketching and realise i dun have the dumb tutorial 9.2. Mr shi said today that the chem paper is gonna be difficult.. ARGH!!!!!! Scare all of us. Now i'm thinking if I'm not gonna do well due to a ridiculously difficult paper, den i study for wat!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why JC syllabus so difficult wan!! crap lah. Year 1 already like dat.. next year DIE!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's elise's birthday today! &lt;br /&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY ELISE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23867499-115831801028944523?l=fred-frog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fred-frog.blogspot.com/feeds/115831801028944523/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23867499&amp;postID=115831801028944523' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867499/posts/default/115831801028944523'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867499/posts/default/115831801028944523'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fred-frog.blogspot.com/2006/09/sian-sian-sian-sian-sian-haha-likeong.html' title=''/><author><name>frog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01384186414174581012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23867499.post-115823689833626272</id><published>2006-09-14T20:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-14T20:28:18.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I fallen in love with Final Fantasy man!! Haha! Eversince i realise ben bought FF7 Advent children and i could watch the whole thing in one shot and dun need to watch part by part in the choir room! lol. Isn't this blog skin so nice??? wohoo!! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today i'm gonna take a break from studying and do other stuff. Actually i dunno what to do! Haha. PE today was so sianz.. play soccer. Bleh, not me. My class surprisingly got very few guys who like soccer too. So we got trashed by the s39.. oh well. Got whacked by my fried.. bit my own tongue.. so now i know how my tongue tastes.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later that day i think my digestive system not working properly.. felt funny after lunch.. i think cos of the stuff i ate.. Noodles (alot of msg) + tomato juice + french fries! Haha choas in my stomach.. bleh. Felt like vomitting.. lol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fell asleep on the way home in the bus.. den everytime i wake up i see this kid staring at me.. Haha. Sheesh. Maybe cos he's sitting directly opposite me and got no where else to look. lol. but still, grr.. can't sleep in peace! lol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ai ya, nothing much happened today lah. Just blogging so that the new skin comes with a new post! lol. ciao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23867499-115823689833626272?l=fred-frog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fred-frog.blogspot.com/feeds/115823689833626272/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23867499&amp;postID=115823689833626272' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867499/posts/default/115823689833626272'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867499/posts/default/115823689833626272'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fred-frog.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-fallen-in-love-with-final-fantasy.html' title=''/><author><name>frog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01384186414174581012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23867499.post-115789851797553900</id><published>2006-09-10T21:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-10T22:41:21.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;High School Musical rox!!! Gabriella is so chio! lol.. okok.. siao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K this shall be the last time i'll post negative stuff.. unless I really can't help it. I like a cheerful blog anyway. Haha. And it's high time i picked up the pieces and moved on from here. Not gonna dao anymore, it's a pretty darn childish thing to do anyway and it's not good for the friendship. So here's one last sad song..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WHEN THERE WAS ME AND YOU, From High School Musical&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;It's funny when you find yourself&lt;br /&gt;Looking from the outside&lt;br /&gt;I'm standing here&lt;br /&gt;But all I want is to be over there&lt;br /&gt;Why did I let myself believe&lt;br /&gt;Miracles could happen&lt;br /&gt;'Cause now i have to pretend&lt;br /&gt;That I don't really care&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I thought you were my fairytale&lt;br /&gt;My dream when i'm not sleeping&lt;br /&gt;A wish upon a star that's coming true&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But everybody else could tell&lt;br /&gt;That i confused my feelings with the truth&lt;br /&gt;When there was me and you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I swore I knew the melody&lt;br /&gt;That i heard you singing&lt;br /&gt;And when you smiled&lt;br /&gt;You made me feel&lt;br /&gt;Like I could sing along&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;But then you went and changed the words&lt;br /&gt;Now my heart is empty&lt;br /&gt;I'm only left with used-to-be's&lt;br /&gt;And once upon a song&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;I know you're not a fairytale&lt;br /&gt;And dreams are meant for sleeping&lt;br /&gt;And wishes on a star&lt;br /&gt;Just don't come true&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Cause now even I can tell&lt;br /&gt;That i confused my feelings with the truth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Because I liked the view&lt;br /&gt;When there was me and you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I can't believe that i could be so blind&lt;br /&gt;It's like you were floating&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;While i was falling&lt;br /&gt;And i didn't mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Because I liked the view&lt;br /&gt;I thought you felt it too&lt;br /&gt;When there was me and you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1991/2471/1600/DSC00292.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1991/2471/320/DSC00292.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Come on, let's move on from here! :)&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/23867499-115789851797553900?l=fred-frog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fred-frog.blogspot.com/feeds/115789851797553900/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23867499&amp;postID=115789851797553900' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867499/posts/default/115789851797553900'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867499/posts/default/115789851797553900'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fred-frog.blogspot.com/2006/09/high-school-musical-rox-gabriella-is.html' title=''/><author><name>frog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01384186414174581012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23867499.post-115788404732851606</id><published>2006-09-10T18:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-10T18:27:27.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Man! todae is one boring day.. &lt;br /&gt;Came home early after church telling myself i would study.. end up watching marathon tribute to steve irwin on animal planet and falling asleep on the couch. Cookie had an accident yesterday. Cos the newspaper at her toilet wasn't changed and so she had no where else to do it. End up she did it all over the floor. And i dunno why she got it stuck to her fur too. Woke up at 430am to her whining and saw her lying on the floor beside her crap. Yucks lah. Imagine sleeping next to s*#@. bleh! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was just chatting with chun hao online just now.. i think our church lacks an emphasis on christian growth.. as in sunday school. Sunday school's always getting replaced by other stuff. I missed the times when we just sit down and learn about God. Past few lessons have been.. well interesting. But's that's as far as it gets. Unlike last time where it was about konwing how God is relevant in your life. Now i kinda dunno where is God's place in my life. I dunno how to apply what i learnt in sunday school cos I dunno where it's relevance lies. I wonder how the rest of the youths feel.. i can't speak for them but somehow, i sense alot of people drifting away. Yet i'm not saying anything, i'm not doing anything about it. What can i do? i need to be fed too, i dun think i'm in the position to feed others. I wonder how pastors and sunday school teachers can keep it up.. i wonder who keeps them in check. Pastor Swee Kee keeps saying she sees a pastor in me.. right now, i really dun think so.. hmm. Oh well. Just a bit of reflections for this boring lil day. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going parkway for dinner now. Wouldn't it be weird if we meet again. Afterall, we've met there so many times without intending to.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23867499-115788404732851606?l=fred-frog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fred-frog.blogspot.com/feeds/115788404732851606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23867499&amp;postID=115788404732851606' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867499/posts/default/115788404732851606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867499/posts/default/115788404732851606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fred-frog.blogspot.com/2006/09/man-todae-is-one-boring-day.html' title=''/><author><name>frog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01384186414174581012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23867499.post-115781933170635095</id><published>2006-09-10T00:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-10T00:28:51.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>A few random thoughts.. all sparked off by Ben's one sentence. "Ducks dun have lips"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. How do ducks kiss? Their bill so flat..&lt;br /&gt;2. How do dolphins kiss? Cannot even reach lah..&lt;br /&gt;3. Hammer-head shark? o.O&lt;br /&gt;4. Cows can't possibly hug can they? Their horns.. *clang* oww..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha! dun mind me.. i was watching Mickey Mouse on disney channel..Haha. Fairytale ending all the same lah. Mickey kissed Minney.. Donald kissed the other duck.. (hahahaha!!) Den goofy and the moose knocked their heads the first time they tried to hug! (rotfl)..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23867499-115781933170635095?l=fred-frog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fred-frog.blogspot.com/feeds/115781933170635095/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23867499&amp;postID=115781933170635095' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867499/posts/default/115781933170635095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867499/posts/default/115781933170635095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fred-frog.blogspot.com/2006/09/few-random-thoughts.html' title=''/><author><name>frog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01384186414174581012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23867499.post-115781560728175557</id><published>2006-09-09T23:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-09T23:26:47.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Wohoo.. just came back from dinner at sentosa! So fun! felt like i was on a holiday at a beach resort once more. Eating at an open air restaurant by the beach, talking crap with my family and listening to my parents tell their stories about their past dates and crushes. Apply for HDB = will u marry me.. wl. So unromantic lah.. haiz.. i hope to do better next time! Haha. Sheesh. The food was good!! Very good! Haha. my shirt had a taste of the chilli crab too! lol. I need a bib. I'm still superfull now! The short walk back to the car from the restaurant wasn't enough!! Although it was a nice walk. Palm trees, full moon. Soft lighting at the side of the walk way.. nice! Den in the car, well let's just say the air quality went from good to er.. bad.. so we decided to wind down the window for the rest of the drive.. Smell the cool night air, i love sentosa!! haaa.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23867499-115781560728175557?l=fred-frog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fred-frog.blogspot.com/feeds/115781560728175557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23867499&amp;postID=115781560728175557' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867499/posts/default/115781560728175557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867499/posts/default/115781560728175557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fred-frog.blogspot.com/2006/09/wohoo.html' title=''/><author><name>frog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01384186414174581012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23867499.post-115770710567496987</id><published>2006-09-08T17:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-08T17:18:25.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's amazing how a single smile can brighten up one's day.. Having said that i think singaporeans are moody people. Haha. Was on the bus today.. just a short trip to the post office to drop off a letter and there was this i think taiwanese girl on the bus who just kept on smiling. I was wondering what she could be so happy about.. But somehow just seeing another happy person can make u feel happy too. Haa. Weird, but really.. so. Moral of the story? SMILE!!! Haha. I shall try to smile often now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23867499-115770710567496987?l=fred-frog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fred-frog.blogspot.com/feeds/115770710567496987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23867499&amp;postID=115770710567496987' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867499/posts/default/115770710567496987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867499/posts/default/115770710567496987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fred-frog.blogspot.com/2006/09/its-amazing-how-single-smile-can.html' title=''/><author><name>frog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01384186414174581012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23867499.post-115769046165831814</id><published>2006-09-08T12:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-08T12:41:01.670+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yeah.. i woke up at 745am todae! I'm so proud of myself =p Well it was an interesting morning.. sat at the balcony to eat breakfast and read my old diary entries. Read about the holidays i had.. Can't believe how much i've changed since then. And it was only 2 months ago. So many uncertainties that i wrote about have been brought to light, and yet again, so many hopes have been dashed. Oh well.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Den went to do some econs and bio.. argh the dumb TYS dat i bought only got MCQs.. den goondu me still go buy.. i think i need to wear specs liao.. nvm, at least i paid half of the price with a cash voucher.. that voucher sposed to go get a gift for someone.. but i dun think i'll get that gift anymore. There's lotsa things i wanted to do.. but i can't anynmore. Bleh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No more teaching how to fold roses, no more ice skating, no more watching sunrise, no more high tea at equinox, no more hot air balloon ride.. oh well.. the things that we only said we were going to do. I should learn to live by the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunch was super fun! Haha! Ben had to cook for me! lol.. Instructions from mum. Ai yo! that boy.. first time cooking ar? What's with the big long &lt;br /&gt;"oooooh" when i finally decided to show him how to light the stove! Haha! So amused when stirring the soup.. splatter all over the stove.. mashing the sardine until like porridge. Den there was this blob of soup (thick and creamy) dripping of the side of the pot that caught fire.. quite fun lei.. we just watched it burn! Haha! Den when i was eating the mashed sardine i picked up the sradine with my spoon bit by bit to examine which part of the fish i'm eating =p the spine looks like some tiny shellfish you see on the beach.. so cool! Haha cruchy! but i was trying frantically to search for eyeballs until ben finally decide to tell me that the sardines did not come together with their heads.. "OH!" haha.. preparing your own lunch is fun.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kk, gotta go continue mugging soon.. ciao&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23867499-115769046165831814?l=fred-frog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fred-frog.blogspot.com/feeds/115769046165831814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23867499&amp;postID=115769046165831814' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867499/posts/default/115769046165831814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867499/posts/default/115769046165831814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fred-frog.blogspot.com/2006/09/yeah_08.html' title=''/><author><name>frog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01384186414174581012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23867499.post-115769025758675089</id><published>2006-09-08T12:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-08T12:37:37.596+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yeah.. i woke up at 745am todae! I'm so proud of myself =p Well it was an interesting morning.. sat at the balcony to eat breakfast and read my old diary entries. Read about the holidays i had.. Can't believe how much i've changed since then. And it was only 2 months ago. So many uncertainties that i wrote about have been brought to light, and yet again, so many hopes have been dashed. Oh well.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Den went to do some econs and bio.. argh the dumb TYS dat i bought only got MCQs.. den goondu me still go buy.. i think i need to wear specs liao.. nvm, at least i paid half of the price with a cash voucher.. that voucher sposed to go get a gift for someone.. but i dun think i'll get that gift anymore. There's lotsa things i wanted to do.. but i can't anynmore. Bleh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No more teaching how to fold roses, no more ice skating, no more watching sunrise, no more high tea at equinox, no more hot air balloon ride.. oh well.. the things that we only said we were going to do. I should learn to live by the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunch was super fun! Haha! Ben had to cook for me! lol.. Instructions from mum. Ai yo! that boy.. first time cooking ar? What's with the big long &lt;br /&gt;"oooooh" when i finally decided to show him how to light the stove! Haha! So amused when stirring the soup.. splatter all over the stove.. mashing the sardine until like porridge. Den there was this blob of soup (thick and creamy) dripping of the side of the pot that caught fire.. quite fun lei.. we just watched it burn! Haha! Den when i was eating the mashed sardine i picked up the sradine with my spoon bit by bit to examine which part of the fish i'm eating =p the spine looks like some tiny shellfish you see on the beach.. so cool! Haha cruchy! but i was trying frantically to search for eyeballs until ben finally decide to tell me that the sardines did not come together with their heads.. "OH!" haha.. preparing your own lunch is fun.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kk, gotta go continue mugging soon.. ciao&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23867499-115769025758675089?l=fred-frog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fred-frog.blogspot.com/feeds/115769025758675089/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23867499&amp;postID=115769025758675089' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867499/posts/default/115769025758675089'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867499/posts/default/115769025758675089'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fred-frog.blogspot.com/2006/09/yeah.html' title=''/><author><name>frog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01384186414174581012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23867499.post-115763723760239400</id><published>2006-09-07T21:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-07T21:53:57.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Man.. it seems like i'm never going to finish studying... so much. And i can't understand stiochiometry! Sheesh! Tried to do reccurence tutorials today.. gave up after a while! ARGH. Choir is doing a musical at the end of the year. Well since there are so many people reading my blog now... you all must come k! WL.. since when so many ppl read my blog lah.. shucks. Grr. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today played basketball then went to swim.. so very tired liao, so.. ciao!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23867499-115763723760239400?l=fred-frog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fred-frog.blogspot.com/feeds/115763723760239400/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23867499&amp;postID=115763723760239400' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867499/posts/default/115763723760239400'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867499/posts/default/115763723760239400'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fred-frog.blogspot.com/2006/09/man.html' title=''/><author><name>frog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01384186414174581012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23867499.post-115743748694036141</id><published>2006-09-05T14:11:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-05T14:24:46.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Tail of a crocodile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For days, the two lost contact with each other. Still, Crocodile continued to think about swan princess all the time. Then one day.. prison guard showed up for his shift with downcast eyes and a heavy heart. "The king has ordered your execution." He told crocodile. Crocodile knew this was coming, all he wanted to do now was to see his princess for the last time. The king considering the valuable service crocodile had given him and the honours he had brought to the kingdom, granted crocodile his last wish. Swan princess was brought before crocodile and the two were left alone to talk....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A week later, Swan princess watched as crocodile lay there, getting ready to come under the knife. Crocodile took one last look at the princess and closed his eyes. Death did not scare him, afterall, he had already died a week ago when the swan princess told him she no longer felt for him..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                      The end&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was a fool to think this would last forever, but still, I'm shocked all the same it's over so soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23867499-115743748694036141?l=fred-frog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fred-frog.blogspot.com/feeds/115743748694036141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23867499&amp;postID=115743748694036141' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867499/posts/default/115743748694036141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867499/posts/default/115743748694036141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fred-frog.blogspot.com/2006/09/tail-of-crocodile_05.html' title=''/><author><name>frog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01384186414174581012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23867499.post-115741989926667818</id><published>2006-09-05T09:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-05T09:35:06.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's 8.30 in the morning, Fred is awake on his bed, unwilling to start the day. Unwilling to face the truth, that the dream, that the love he once knew, no longer existed. Mum comes into the room and sees that Fred is awake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum: Fred, did anything break last night?&lt;br /&gt;Fred (thinks to himself):Yes mum, my heart.&lt;br /&gt;Fred: .... *silence*&lt;br /&gt;Mum: Oi, wat happen to you, did you break anything last night?&lt;br /&gt;Fred: No. &lt;br /&gt;Fred (thinks to himself): Somebody else broke it for me&lt;br /&gt;Mum: Sure ar? cos the balcony is full of glass!&lt;br /&gt;Fred:!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;Fred (thinks to himself): Well i was at the balcony last night when she told me, but no my heart isn't made of glass!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was the exact conversation I had with my mum this morning. Wow, how ironic.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23867499-115741989926667818?l=fred-frog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fred-frog.blogspot.com/feeds/115741989926667818/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23867499&amp;postID=115741989926667818' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867499/posts/default/115741989926667818'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867499/posts/default/115741989926667818'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fred-frog.blogspot.com/2006/09/its-8.html' title=''/><author><name>frog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01384186414174581012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23867499.post-115738867413159241</id><published>2006-09-05T00:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-05T00:51:14.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I don't understand, how can one have a change of heart so suddenly...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Between the 11 june to the 24 Aug. I experienced Newton's law of gravity to it's maximum ferocity. They say the truth hurts, i've never believed it till now. Waking up through the midst of tossing and turning in my bed trying to sleep, or checking and re-checking the calender to see what exactly happened on that day.. to find an answer to why you no longer felt for me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's amazing how in the morning I can be telling you how much I love you.. you smiled and blew a kiss to send me off wishing me a good day too. Yet on the very same day, you showed me the very other end of the world of emmotions. How your heart had turned cold all in less than 24hrs. 21 August, the day I waited for you to come online, after you said you would, only to find that when you finally did, you had nothing to say. I knew something was not right anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's amazing how powerful the word of one in authority can be. To take away a means of communication, and in so doing, breaking the thin thread our relationship hung onto. I tried to call, but you weren't home, i waited for you to call back, but you messaged and all you had was a "goodnight". Then, i knew something was really not right anymore. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's amazing how i can try to contact you through a friend and you can actually tell her to ignore me. 24 august, I knew something was definitely not right. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now i finally know the truth. I guessed it right. From where you didn't talk to me like before, when 'darling' became rountine, till it was no longer even used, till we didn't even talk anymore. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 september, I knew you no longer loved me because you told me so..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23867499-115738867413159241?l=fred-frog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fred-frog.blogspot.com/feeds/115738867413159241/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23867499&amp;postID=115738867413159241' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867499/posts/default/115738867413159241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867499/posts/default/115738867413159241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fred-frog.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-dont-understand-how-can-one-have.html' title=''/><author><name>frog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01384186414174581012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23867499.post-115737382014970723</id><published>2006-09-04T20:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-04T20:43:40.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hmm no equinox tmr.. ok.. but den, i tot i'd go for the swenson's treat miss lyana giving the old sec 4A ppl. den suddenly postponed too.. bohoo.. alright. Absence makes the heart grow fonder.. er, Haha ! no link. Okay. But i really miss VS man. Miss the old class, miss the place, miss the teachers, miss VS choir (alot) miss the old subjects like A math and physics. Haha! those taking O levels now must think i'm mad or something. But that night went back for the Dinner at VS.. woah the feeling rox man! Doing VS cheer again after the Victorian Anthem. It's just different doing it with VS den with VJ. Food was quite good too though the service quite sub standard. Haha too many ppl liao 130 tables!!! And i guess they can't really be bothereed with students, got more important ppl to attend to like His Excellecny President SR Nathan. lol.. old victorian! cool! Haha. I wonder if i'll feel this way about VJ after i leave the college. Somehow i doubt it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VJ's really fun. But it's just different. Maybe i had more freedom in VS that's why.. as in free time. And everybody's so much more relaxed, all guys wat! HEHE. At dinner it was so funny. Food come only everybody chiong ar! fastest time we finished a dish was 2 minutes i think. I took my share, look down to eat, look up and the plate is empty liao. Well.. it's a $25 well spent i think. I should have brought camera. Crap.. wanted to take photo with all my teachers.. Haha. So fun, running from table to table taking photo.. but all other people's camera. Gotta treck them down for the photos. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Busy busy busy.. everyone's busy. Time is scarce. Make full use of it. To do what's most important. And no, i don't mean study. OK, study first next time got more time for other things. Explain the concept of scarcity: Unlimited wants versus limited resources (econs defination) haha!! shucks i'm such a nerd. lol kk enough. I realise there are not many people like me around this planet. Willing to pour out all their emmotions into things. I've yet to meet someone like myself.. maybe I have. It's about treasuring the people you're close to, but that friend of mine not many friends also.. so maybe that's why. But.. ai ya, why am i blogging this. STOP!!!!! :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear God, i've decided to follow you, I want you to come back into my heart and make it your home again. I don't ever wanna doubt you anymore. i can't believe I actually did.. i wonder if those whom i know to be strong in the faith do too. Into your hands, i commit again, with all i am, to you lord.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23867499-115737382014970723?l=fred-frog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fred-frog.blogspot.com/feeds/115737382014970723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23867499&amp;postID=115737382014970723' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867499/posts/default/115737382014970723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867499/posts/default/115737382014970723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fred-frog.blogspot.com/2006/09/hmm-no-equinox-tmr.html' title=''/><author><name>frog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01384186414174581012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23867499.post-115658918671550207</id><published>2006-08-26T18:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-26T18:46:26.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sis said my previous entry on choir so negative.. so i shall blog a more positive one.. Haha. Anyway, choir today was fun.. serious. Carolling practice although christmas is so far away. lol. Funny thing is i'm sposed to do a solo line, but if i'm overseas den.. er, k somebody shall replace me. Haha. So sad, choir chalet not gonna book liao. Oooh we doing musical on le misera(dunnno how to spell) EVERYBODY MUST COME AND WATCH. Oh! den todae during prac.. suddenly my phone ring! Haha.. forgot to put to silent.. sis msged me to tell me about some chem thing we were discussing the other day. Haha! oops. in the middle of the lt suddenly got rooster.. (my phone ring tone) goodthing not that loud, only ppl around me heard. Den i pro, still take out phone and reply.. Haha, if i was in VS choir and my junior did that i'd prob take the phone and throw away.. Haha kk, exaggerating, i'm not that bad lah! i'm nice :p But i shouldn't have done that anyway.. oh well. At least i replied discreetly.. Hehe i think... in the front row, discreet, yup. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did so much math todae!! yay! but is it counted ? cos i dunno how to do! Haha. Perm and Comb.. irritating! But i was in a study mood today, haha.. i think cos i didn't manage to finish studying last night. And this morning woke up late, so went straight for choir. I wore the victorian genes T-shirt todae, just got it yesterday. Actaully i didn't order, but got extra, so i just paid the money and took the shirt. But now come to think of it.. Jonathan ordered a shirt, but it didn't come cos got different designs.. there's an extra shirt. I think got mix up orders.. this shirt sposed to be his.. Uh oh.. i wear liao.. can return ? oops.. sorry !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;funny how u dun feel like giving anymore when u dun receive&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23867499-115658918671550207?l=fred-frog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fred-frog.blogspot.com/feeds/115658918671550207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23867499&amp;postID=115658918671550207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867499/posts/default/115658918671550207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867499/posts/default/115658918671550207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fred-frog.blogspot.com/2006/08/sis-said-my-previous-entry-on-choir-so.html' title=''/><author><name>frog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01384186414174581012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23867499.post-115616873962056215</id><published>2006-08-21T21:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-21T21:58:59.640+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Well at least i'll feel $95 richer.. dumb jubilate festival in malacca clashes with SDD. What compulsory as it will be a training for next year's SYF.. stupid lah.. choir whole year round. Can't even do anything else, discouraged from signing up for attachments, volunteer work, and even from going on hoiday. All of which are far more meaningful then choir. Well at least that's how i feel now. I can't believe i'm saying this actually, i was so passionate about choir when i was in VS. I guess it's cos den i could devote half the year to choir, den once the competitions and concerts are over, i can switch my focus to studies and other stuff. This time choir is whole year round. WHAT LAH.. can't stand it. Sheesh!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we learned the christmas carolling songs! Haha, quite fun to sing lah.. but got so many! lol. Well sectionals was pretty efficient i think.. maybe cos the songs super easy lah, and most of them already learn before. I can't hit the high E&lt;em&gt;b&lt;/em&gt; properly, jerrold and shi xuan keep staring at me.. Hehe.. k fine! i'll use falseto if it makes u happier.. -_-" k lor, u all tenor can reach very high note lor.. =p &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay, now Zhang Hao can fold roses too! Haha! i'm such a good teacher :p k, he's a good student! Now so many ppl wanna learn. Haha! But den ar! some other people ar, too busy hor?!?! hmpf.. :p &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;VS dinner on 2nd sept! tmr is the deadline for submitting the forms!! What are the chances i'll collect $250 by tmr.. hmmm&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23867499-115616873962056215?l=fred-frog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fred-frog.blogspot.com/feeds/115616873962056215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23867499&amp;postID=115616873962056215' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867499/posts/default/115616873962056215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867499/posts/default/115616873962056215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fred-frog.blogspot.com/2006/08/well-at-least-ill-feel-95-richer.html' title=''/><author><name>frog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01384186414174581012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23867499.post-115582072366648713</id><published>2006-08-17T20:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-17T21:18:43.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I played too rough at frisbee during PE todae i think. Poor Elise and Gedeon became unfortunate victims of my over enthusiastic response to frisbee!! =p sorry! Hehe. GP lessons today was kinda out-of-the blue.. We had a discussion about marriage, as in clear the tables push away the chairs, sit in a circle discussion. So, you think you'll make a good spouse in future? Ha! i dunno, next time you go ask my future wife! Was folding tiny origami roses in class today. Wait lemme explain! Haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was bored last night while waiting for my friend to come online. So i pulled out my book on paper origami and flipped through the pages, hmmm let's fold a rose! I've actually tried it before but they looked more like tea-cups than flowers. This time i thought maybe i'd study those i recieved from Angel-Mortal earlier in the year and try to perfect the folding technique. So, now i got a thing for folding roses. So fun! But i still can't get it right! Some are nice, some i threw away.. yup that bad. But most are nice k! Hehe. You want? Ask me! I consider =p &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bathed cookie today. Funny thing is, when Dad came home he said "wah who bathed cookie?" I was watching TV so i wasn't concentrating properly and i heard "who baked cookies" Huh? cookies? who? where? i want!! lol! oops.. no!!!!! no baking cookie. But it's nice to see a white fluffy dog again! Her hair so matted at the rear region, Dad and Ben bathed her the previous two times. Never bathe properly lah! The fur at the feet so dirty, hair all matted, the comb use liao never clean. And worst, cookie's skin is peeling. Scaly at the feet. So all the flakes or dead skin get traped in her fur at the feet. So hard to remove. Spent like 45min bathing the dog today. After that, my turn to bathe. The thing about dog shampoo is they smell strong! my hand still smelt like cookie's shampoo but wat to do.. i was all wet, no choice. So if i smell funny tmr you know why! =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, it was back to folding roses again! Ha!! Gave one nice one to Mum! Hehe. Shall make more.. that one stalk looks rather lonely and depressed in the jar on the kitchen table. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright!!!!!! It's friday tomorrow! 2 free periods, bio lec, break, math tutorial, bio tutorial, chem tutorial, tuition, den freedom!! wohoo!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23867499-115582072366648713?l=fred-frog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fred-frog.blogspot.com/feeds/115582072366648713/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23867499&amp;postID=115582072366648713' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867499/posts/default/115582072366648713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867499/posts/default/115582072366648713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fred-frog.blogspot.com/2006/08/i-played-too-rough-at-frisbee-during.html' title=''/><author><name>frog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01384186414174581012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23867499.post-115563689121418294</id><published>2006-08-15T18:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-15T18:14:51.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oops, i jus ate some biscuits that expired 4 days ago! Haha. Today i ate so much in school. Come home eat somemore. Let's see. Lunch one full plate of rice and dishes, bought another chicken wing, coped some fries, bought M&amp;Ms, coped more chips. !! why i so greedy today ar! Now eating last nights garlic bread from pizza hut. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway. I'm back to studying again. Chem lecture assesment next week. GP promos in 5 weeks, Promos in 6 weeks. After that will be project work oral presentation and chinese A/O levels. All these plus choir plus something else to keep me busy.. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aiya. Wat am i blogging for.. haha nothing much to say that i can say here! ciao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23867499-115563689121418294?l=fred-frog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fred-frog.blogspot.com/feeds/115563689121418294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23867499&amp;postID=115563689121418294' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867499/posts/default/115563689121418294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867499/posts/default/115563689121418294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fred-frog.blogspot.com/2006/08/oops-i-jus-ate-some-biscuits-that.html' title=''/><author><name>frog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01384186414174581012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23867499.post-115522695819089323</id><published>2006-08-10T23:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-11T23:24:54.743+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAPPY NATIONAL DAY!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woah! Never thought a holiday in Singapore would be so fun. Of course, if not for the company, it wouldn't have been as great a National Day holiday. Checked in to Raffles on 8th, den, got sabo by dunno who go itchy finger off the toilet lights.. so kana dao for some time.. Haha! Not nice to dao k! later all the bao scared of you. (Da-sa bao)--&gt; lame joke from Johnnie. That guy actually goes online to search for lame jokes. So the morning after check in was spent with our mums, shopping for stuff at taka. Den tea at Royal Copenhagen. 4 ppl to a slice of cake. HA! Oh by den not fun to dao liao, so we were talking again! Haha. Hai yo!!! kk, den back to hotel, key card spoiled, had to go down to change it. Met chun han, my old chinese class classmate, in the life. Didn't recognise him at first. Oh den after that went walking around raffles city again. The shop selling party stuff is super cool! (forgot the name). Hai ya, why all the balloons say Happy Birthday?! Oh well. Den went back my room to watch the parade on TV. So cool can see the President's convoy on it's way to the stadium form our balcony. And the fireworks too!!! Wah! so nice! but nothing compared to the fireworks that exploded in me too, and as they hung sparkling in the night sky, i couldn't help thinking they're nothing compared to the sparkle in your eyes. Dinner was heavy! But i was still too full to eat. Went back to the room pretty fast after watching ben and dad wrestle. Ben's saliva is toxic, leaves a red mark upon contact with bare skin. Girlfriends beware! :p Lay down on the floor of my room to watch photos till 12am. And continued at 5.30am next morning! Haha. Didn't think looking at photos also can be so fun.. maybe in the corridor lah! Haha! poke. There was a slimy black worm thing attached to the side of the swimming pool! looks so.. slimy? I dun even know wat that is.. bleh, dun wanna touch it! Haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd holiday together huh. So when's the third? Haha. Year end? Can't wait! Hopefully by den i'm not left with 2 out of 8 legs.. or else harder to grab and hold properly. :p &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bohooo! back to school.. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23867499-115522695819089323?l=fred-frog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fred-frog.blogspot.com/feeds/115522695819089323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23867499&amp;postID=115522695819089323' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867499/posts/default/115522695819089323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867499/posts/default/115522695819089323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fred-frog.blogspot.com/2006/08/happy-national-day-woah-never-thought.html' title=''/><author><name>frog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01384186414174581012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23867499.post-115495616037237393</id><published>2006-08-07T21:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-07T21:09:20.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Alright !! National day and a long holiday is up and coming! Already todae we had the shortest choir prac in all my life! only 1hr of filming for mediacorp (some nat day thingy) den dismissed. I was so happy i went to buy honeydew milkshake from canteen! Haha. Next choir prac is next monday!! Whee.. Haha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall only start studying once more after this long break. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow.. dino! u ar!! 1 after another! haha.. but not me. Cupid already took mine and gave it to someone else. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But yet.. why did i have to hear it from mum.. i will understand, but you msn't be afraid to tell me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23867499-115495616037237393?l=fred-frog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fred-frog.blogspot.com/feeds/115495616037237393/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23867499&amp;postID=115495616037237393' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867499/posts/default/115495616037237393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867499/posts/default/115495616037237393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fred-frog.blogspot.com/2006/08/alright-national-day-and-long-holiday.html' title=''/><author><name>frog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01384186414174581012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23867499.post-115460861620603739</id><published>2006-08-03T20:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-03T20:36:56.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yawn.. i'm a sleepy strawberry todae.. cos i just had a haircut.. now look like strawberry. Haha. Just woke up from a very interrupted sleep. Keep having to wake up to adjust the fan, ask cookie to stop whining, pack my clothes which my mum just finished ironing into the cupboard.. blah blah blah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went parkway today with mum to get a few things done. Get cake for Dad's birthday!!!! Wrapper for the present.. present bought liao. Ben haven't pay me back. Cuthair.. eat lunch. Met aunty Emily at parkway.. she told me Deborah's (tan) at parkway too.. haha! small world. But mum was rushing home to study for exam.. so no time to go say hi. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum's taking masters tmr! and she's still improving her score for the paper.. i told her improving = not there yet!! she say no!! getting 100% for MCQ liao.. den i say huh?! 100% liao how to improve somemore.. oh wells..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trained for interhouse capt ball during PE todae. Although not many from our class participating. Still the whole class agreed to play capt ball. Too bad tmr i have chem remedial immediately aft school, den math tuition.. den off to church for coperate prayer..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sposed to fast and pray for wisdom in ordaining church decons.. i think got so many things on, won't have time to eat anyway.. but that's not the point of fasting.. fasting isn't the same as just abstaining from food.. fasting comes with prayer too.. i think i also got no time to sit down and talk to God.. I mean during lunch or dinner.. cos i got no time for lunch or dinner in the first place..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd floor of the circular stairs is quite a nice place for Quiet time, although the tree house is still the best.. but so far from the choir room. Every morning i just dump my bag there den off to the second floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PW!!!! ai yo!! Why don't they get it.. feasibility of our project cannot be determined through interviews. We need to test it to see if it works. We cannot say it will or will not work just because our interviewees feel they will or will not work. From our interviews we can only see how much support the community is going to give us. It's like saying, i'm going to design a shelter, i tell you all the architectural details of the shelter, you tell me you think it'll work because it has this feature, that feature.. so i conclude that it will work without getting somebody the stand under it and pour water over the roof to see if the water seeps through.. o.O &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The main focus of our project is to test it's feasibility somemore.. hmmm wat can we do!! our project is flawed.. argh. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to do math tutorial!! ciao&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23867499-115460861620603739?l=fred-frog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fred-frog.blogspot.com/feeds/115460861620603739/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23867499&amp;postID=115460861620603739' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867499/posts/default/115460861620603739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867499/posts/default/115460861620603739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fred-frog.blogspot.com/2006/08/yawn.html' title=''/><author><name>frog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01384186414174581012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23867499.post-115435984334446506</id><published>2006-07-31T23:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-31T23:30:43.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It's an exciting term ahead for VJ choir. We got family 3 concert, den singapore idols finals backup choir, den PCC concert, den carolling at ritz and raffles hotel!! cool, so much for this new batch of enthusiastic year 1s to accomplish together as a 35 member strong choir. &lt;br /&gt;Today was a dialouge amongst the year1s, alright, we gonna work hard together and accomplish greater things for VJ choir!! Wohoo!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiz.. i'm just psyching myself..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OHYEA!! this wed we getting a dinner by the school!! For winning the competition in Italy!! Yea!! i love VJC!! not like my sec sch, where our accomplishments don't really get recognised.. den it was all about track &amp; field. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay, today came home and did my homework!! A rare luxury. Chem skill A worksheet, Math assignment, Econs essay. Yet, i still have bio tutorial and chinese WS to do.. &lt;br /&gt;Hopefully tmr can come home and finish it up.. i gotta start focusing on academics man!! promos are looming in the corner.. choir is not gonna relent, but i guess i'll just have to manage my own time. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dialouge today.&lt;br /&gt;"Don't sign up for job attachments.." "don't get involved in other things.."&lt;br /&gt;I personall don't agree with that. Choir should not restrict our exposure to the finer qualaties of life!! That contradicts the purpose for a CCA in the first place. But i didn't say anything.. dun wanna say stuff that might jeopardize the choir's progress.. argh. Imagine me, an SL saying stuff like choir is not the most important thing in life, once you leave college, choir is not gonna matter, it will only be a lovely memory of hardwork den victory and complains, den satisfaction. But how it might help you get a career, i got no idea. Haiz.. ppl!! listen up!! dun let choir hold you back from persuing your personal interests!! Get a life! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23867499-115435984334446506?l=fred-frog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fred-frog.blogspot.com/feeds/115435984334446506/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23867499&amp;postID=115435984334446506' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867499/posts/default/115435984334446506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867499/posts/default/115435984334446506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fred-frog.blogspot.com/2006/07/its-exciting-term-ahead-for-vj-choir.html' title=''/><author><name>frog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01384186414174581012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23867499.post-115424858103503725</id><published>2006-07-30T16:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-30T16:36:21.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yay, the string of performances are over.. but that means the year 2s are not gonna join us for practices anymore.. that's kinda sad.. Suddenly choir become half the size. Like something is missing.. Last night's performance was not that good.. we actually went out of tune.. Haha oops. But after that we gathered to sing some of our Riva songs, and choir anthem. Wah.. so many people cried. Den we went Lau Pa Sat for supper. Nick paid the bulk of the cost.. they drank beer! Ai yo!! i drank ice milo.. Haha! Den got a bit of left over satay sauce so we played zong ji mi ma.. crap why am i good at guessing numbers.. i had to eat a scoop of "anyhow-make-cocktail" ingredients included satay peanut sauce, rice, onions, milo, chili, chin-charlo(dunno how to spell, lime. I missed the last train home!! haha!! 0007hrs. So i took a cab.. amounted to $11.75. At first i tought the uncle wanna gimme discount of $1 cos i only got 75cents in coins. In the end he didn't.. chey! And he thought i just came home from work! Haha cos i was still wearing my black choir attire, long sleeve and dress pants. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slept at 2am this morning.. couldn't really pay attention during sermon today.. oops. It was about electing decons for the church and fasting and praying. &lt;br /&gt;Oh yay!! Might be gonna watch the NDP parade at the stadium!! YAY!! hehe. The last time i watched it at the stadium was when ar? hmmm pri 5? and that was the preview!! Haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yawn!! i wanna go sleep!! ciao :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23867499-115424858103503725?l=fred-frog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fred-frog.blogspot.com/feeds/115424858103503725/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23867499&amp;postID=115424858103503725' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867499/posts/default/115424858103503725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867499/posts/default/115424858103503725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fred-frog.blogspot.com/2006/07/yay-string-of-performances-are-over.html' title=''/><author><name>frog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01384186414174581012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23867499.post-115382149019086594</id><published>2006-07-25T17:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-25T17:58:10.200+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I don't like this computer.. anybody know how to change internet server? Was blogging last night. Then, when i'm finally ready to publish post, the dumb page prop up telling me cannot find server. Always like dat lor...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway.. my dreams are getting weirder.. lol but there's always an explanation behind them. Like the recent one which i'm not gonna blog about.. hmmm! o.O&lt;br /&gt;But i just realised a weird pattern.. it always has got something to do with my old house at Telok Kurau.. Do i really miss that place so much? Not really what.. or maybe i'm just not aware that i actually do. Or maybe someone's telling me I need to revisit that place for some unfinished business! o.O &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Giant ants was at my old house&lt;br /&gt;2. Fred and the giant peach was at some castle-like mansion(the roof of my old  &lt;br /&gt;   house like castle)&lt;br /&gt;3. The theme park one (didn't blog about)=&gt; the only one about my new house&lt;br /&gt;4. The bus ride (I alighted at my old house)&lt;br /&gt;5. Dog race (last night's) =&gt; along the park connector at my old house&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm.. argh! i still got flu!! I wonder if i should go to school tomorrow.. got college day rehearsal.. later i don't turn up den the choir people think I'm slacking. Sometimes i don't like being SL man. People expect more from you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh man! It's not even august yet and i've already sent close to 100 smses.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23867499-115382149019086594?l=fred-frog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fred-frog.blogspot.com/feeds/115382149019086594/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23867499&amp;postID=115382149019086594' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867499/posts/default/115382149019086594'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867499/posts/default/115382149019086594'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fred-frog.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-dont-like-this-computer.html' title=''/><author><name>frog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01384186414174581012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23867499.post-115323215720544904</id><published>2006-07-18T21:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-18T22:15:57.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hmm i'm bored.. &lt;br /&gt;Nothing much happened these last few days.. but i'm still here to blog.. told ya i'm bored..my grades aren't that good.. but nvm, praise God in all circumstances. That's what i'll try to do. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                       Math--S&lt;br /&gt;                                       Econs--C&lt;br /&gt;                                       Bio--E&lt;br /&gt;                                       Chem--E&lt;br /&gt;                                       chi--D&lt;br /&gt;                                       Gp--D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm what else shall i blog about.. ooo i think i'm psychic!! lol.. nah, it's jus telepathy.. HAHA!!!! kk doubt anyone else will get it..&lt;br /&gt;Oh.. And my dreams are getting weirder by the day.. or night.. Haha &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NIGHT 1. I was still living at my old house, but i was already grown up and had a family.. We were on our way home. We were at the lobby, walking up to the second floor where my house unit was. Suddenly, we were attacked by giant ants.. These ant's, taller than me, carried modern weapons.. machine guns, flame throwers etc. can't rem the rest. I told my family to run up to the house while i fought them off.. with my hands i think.. or did i have a stick.. HAHA. They were so big!! (the ants) and i don't know what i was thinking.. i was trying to squish them under my feet.. No wonder I had so much difficulty in overcoming them. Then, suddenly, a few of the ants escaped my grasp and headed for my family.. they broke into the house. I tried to stop them but there were too many. I was losing the battle downstairs.. getting whacked left, right and center by these dumb 6-legged monsters. Then suddenly, BOOM!! 3 of the giant ants that broke into my house flew out from my balcony onto the first floor with a loud bang like an explosion, right in front of me. Den my son (about 3 years old) emerged from the house, with a triumphant, fierce look on his face. I was stunned.. so were the rest of the ants.. &lt;br /&gt;They retreated, i woke up........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Analysis: Just watched Superman (explains the super-son) and The Mummy Returns (explains the big bugs). Recently wrote a chinese compo where i was married with kids.. (explains the family). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Night 2: I was James in James and the giant peach.. One night i crept out of my room and into the still, dark night. I lived in a mansion with tight corners, narrow corridors and creepy alleys. The colour scheme was very pale, greyish and dull. There was a faint light shining through the few windows in the hall-way, casting errie shadows and brighter spots on the furniture in alternating patterns. But, i was hungry. I knew somewhere in the house, a secret room, lay the giant peach. I was determined to get it tonight. My evil aunts were not going to stop me this time. I was terrified of them, and if they caught me awake and wondering the house at this hour, I would be done for. Yet, I had to get a taste of that giant peach tonight.. I was hungry. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly, i heard a noise, shuffling of feet and the dragging of furniture across the floor. In the stillness of the night, the noise was defeaning. My heart thumped so loudly that if the movement of furniture across the floorboard hadn't been so long and draggy, I would have been heard. I scurried to the other end of the hallway and took a left turn. Pressing my back against the wall, i checked to see that no one followed me. "Coast is clear, phew!" Then, i saw it, a small gap in the wall across me. Large enough for a small boy like i was to squeeze through. It was a really tight squeeze. Yet somehow, i managed it. It wasn't a gap in the wall, it was another corridor, turning left and right a few more times. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just as i began to feel claustraphobic, a gentle breeze swept across my face. Moonlight shone into my eyes and i stared in amazement at it. Right in the middle of a humongous open courtyard, surrounded by 4 walls, was the giant peach, the size of a large room,  poised beautifully in it's magnificent orange-red colour on the soft earth beneath it. I rushed forward and took a bite, then another. However it didn't taste as satisfying as my Aunts had descibed it to be. It was hard, rather dry, and cold. Yet, i was hungry.. i kept eating. Suddenly a thought struck me, what if i ate so much that i couldn't squeeze back through the corridor? So i stopped, and promised to come back the next night. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As i made my way back into the main house, I suddenly saw the most frightening sight, one of my evil aunts right in the middle of the corridor. She didn't see me. I spun round and in doing so, a blue handkerchief fell out of my pocket. I bent down to pick it up but it was stuck to the ground. So i burried it at that spot, somehow, there was a patch of soil on that spot. Den i ran and hid behind the next corner. I turned back and starred straight in to the eyes of my aunt...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Analysis: I need to go on a diet.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23867499-115323215720544904?l=fred-frog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fred-frog.blogspot.com/feeds/115323215720544904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23867499&amp;postID=115323215720544904' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867499/posts/default/115323215720544904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867499/posts/default/115323215720544904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fred-frog.blogspot.com/2006/07/hmm-im-bored.html' title=''/><author><name>frog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01384186414174581012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23867499.post-115277922990947986</id><published>2006-07-13T16:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-13T16:27:09.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I had a funny dream last night.. &lt;br /&gt;There was this huge crocodile in the drain near my house, it was brown and baige in coulour like the army unifrom for desert operations. It was just swimming around peacefully, and i got a shock when i saw it. So i took out my camera (I just happened to have one) and took a few photos of it. It saw me and suddenly turned around... it started wagging its tail like a dog.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Den i woke up and saw my dog at the foot of my bed wagging her tail and staring up at me.. HAHAHAHAHA. But can't be wat.. i was asleep, i can't see through my eye-lids can I?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay!! I kinda like today's events.. played frisbee for PE, that was fun, hope Ann Siong still gets a place in the Frisbee team cos our PE teacher is in charge of Frisbee and his group didn't exactly trash ours. Den went to debate with han teng over the issue of mercy killing, whether it's alright. My argument is that even we do not own our bodies and it's God who should ultimately be deciding for us. It's not up to man to take life. Was reminded of the verse "for to me, to live is christ and to die is gain" Hard to live by but it really talks about a life completely surrendered to God and seeking to Glorify Him as the top piority in life, in the things we do, the decisions we make. Den there's In-Vitro Fertilisation(IVF). I think if God chooses to bless you with a baby, he will, in all cases there's a reason for everything. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH NO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Elica just called me to tell me that there's a fooseball match today! Nobody told me!! Now i'm at home.. took the opportunity to come home early today. Nevermind! Jia you Aquila!! Jia you whoever is playing for Aquila!! Must win man.. i wanna play in finals.. lol. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO where was i... I forgot to study for vocab test today!! Sheesh, had to sit for a re-test.. booo.. there goes my record of perfect score.. oh well. At least today we did something for PW, all you reading this are gonna recieve a survey from me very soon. Must do ar!! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23867499-115277922990947986?l=fred-frog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fred-frog.blogspot.com/feeds/115277922990947986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23867499&amp;postID=115277922990947986' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867499/posts/default/115277922990947986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867499/posts/default/115277922990947986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fred-frog.blogspot.com/2006/07/i-had-funny-dream-last-night.html' title=''/><author><name>frog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01384186414174581012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23867499.post-115271301276893407</id><published>2006-07-12T21:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-12T22:03:32.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm caught in the cycle of school and choir once more. Almost everyday reach home late, no time to rest, do a bit of homework and it's already almost 10pm. Do you know that sleep is necessary for growth? I'm so short lei.. Haha. Still have chinese compo haven't do yet. Teacher say if you don't hand in by tomorrow she'll deduct 3 marks off our mid years results. That means my D for chinese will drop to an E. So my 'SEED' will become 'SEEE'. Hope i can see better with my 'SEEE' helping me. People have been asking if i wear contacts.. nah, i just can't stick the dumb thing into my eye. And my degree also not that high.. still can see lah. The day i take the wrong bus home will be the day I go back to wearing glasses. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The cat downstairs gave birth to a litter of kittens! So cool. I was walking home today when i saw them. Didn't want to startle the mum so i just walked past and watched from a distance. Just realised my house is rather animal friendly.. Got frogs, fish, now even got a cat family. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like Wednesdays. Got 3 period break at a go followed by 1 period chinese, den bio prac which is fun, den break again.. before chem lec and den the end of the day. 3 periods gives me lotsa time to do anything i want. Of course, i should be catching up on my tutorials but i suppose i should be able to follow the teachers as long as i continue to pay attention in lectures. Besides, there are more important matters to talk to God about. I like the song Dot put on her blog. "In his time". I recognise that God is soverign and he will make a way. So instead of trusting in my own discretion i want to trust that God will make a way, for my birthday wish to be granted, either now or next time. "In his time". Anyway it doesn't matter whether 1+1=1 cos when i said "forever" i meant it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1991/2471/1600/The%20chapel%20at%20CHIJMES.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1991/2471/320/The%20chapel%20at%20CHIJMES.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23867499-115271301276893407?l=fred-frog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fred-frog.blogspot.com/feeds/115271301276893407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23867499&amp;postID=115271301276893407' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867499/posts/default/115271301276893407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867499/posts/default/115271301276893407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fred-frog.blogspot.com/2006/07/im-caught-in-cycle-of-school-and-choir.html' title=''/><author><name>frog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01384186414174581012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23867499.post-115253121338408856</id><published>2006-07-10T19:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-10T19:33:33.416+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today was a supper tiring day in school! &lt;br /&gt;First thing in the morning, found out Dot gets to stay home and rest.. i almost cried man!! Haha. Not fair!! argh!! lol. I still gotta go for choir practice. Then, during assembly the school was chanting for half-day.. lol VJC rox! So, school ends at 12 for most victorians today. Poor TJ starts at 12 i heard.. hehe. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, i got choir prac.. lol. No matter.. no matter.. &lt;br /&gt;So straight after chinese, Debo grabbed me and Ann Siong to go find Elise and Lina at the library. They acted so suspiciously i beacme super paranoid. Haha. In the end they brought me to Debo's house where they took out a oreo cheesecake with the wordings "wibbit frog 17th brithday". Haha. That's cool. Thanks!! For a moment i thought you all were up to something.. Haha. In the end it was just a sweet gesture of friendship. Haha. Sorry ar, i think i didn't manage to express properly how loved i felt at that moment cos i was super tired after no sleep for 36hours. lol, and thanks for accompanying me back to the igloo for the interhouse fooseball tournament. Haha. Yay Aquila!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man i think i'll prob sleep at around 8 something today.. great, gonna get scolding from math teacher tmr for not doing math homework.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23867499-115253121338408856?l=fred-frog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fred-frog.blogspot.com/feeds/115253121338408856/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23867499&amp;postID=115253121338408856' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867499/posts/default/115253121338408856'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867499/posts/default/115253121338408856'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fred-frog.blogspot.com/2006/07/today-was-supper-tiring-day-in-school.html' title=''/><author><name>frog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01384186414174581012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23867499.post-115252712750645087</id><published>2006-07-10T17:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-10T18:25:27.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Went for lunch at plaza sing after church last sunday. Poor jeremy had to endure another week of routine lunch. Ate some taiwanese food and talked with david about what heaven is gonna be like. Hmmm, will we really forget each other? There's no longer gonna be relationships? kinda sad lei. Or issit we'll konw each other, but everyone's related in the same way, brothers and sisters in christ. Then also, how come we'll always choose to obey God? The sinful nature is gone? Will we remember how it felt to be a slave to the mind and flesh? Will we remember how it felt to be constantly dealing with the issue of disobedience to God? Or will we have forgotten.. if so, do we still have free will? Adam and eve were tested with the tree of knowledge of good and evil, they enjoyed perfect harmony and peace with God till they chose to disobey. Dun tell me the whole cycle is gonna repeat itself meh? Wah.. so many questions suddenlt came to my mind that day. Oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, God only requires us to believe in him that he has made the way for us, and not to question the HOWs but just concerntrate on our redemption from the penalty of sin. Faith the size of a mustard seed can really move mountains.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, after lunch, Dot, ben, jeremy and I walked around spotlight for a while. So fun eh, playing with all those crappy head-gear and taking dumb photos with my cam! Haha. Retro look really doesn't suite me man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1991/2471/1600/DSC00125.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1991/2471/320/DSC00125.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bunny look? *shudders* lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1991/2471/1600/Copy%20of%20DSC00126.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1991/2471/320/Copy%20of%20DSC00126.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But spotlight is the best place so far i've been to for craft material. Cool man, got all the origami paper i want, got the stylus pen i've been looking for for months, but it's so ex I decided not to buy it in the end. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the rest left, Ben got impatient so i asked him to go find mum and dad at carefour first. But he's handphone was flat and so we had a hard time finding each other later. Dad had to request for an announcement to be made over the PA system to find Ben.. so cool. That boy.. say will go look for parents at carefour, end up he's waiting outside spotlight. Argh, one day either he'll learn to be more specific or he'll really get lost. Sometimes i'm really worried for the way this guy is doing things. He's perception of life. But i can't really do much if he chooses not to open up to his family. I remeber being like that too at his age.. hope he grows out of it and realise that life's not all that depressing afterall. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh well.. den went to meet eugene at j8. I think cos i was still pissed at Ben for misinformation, i took the NEL train supposedly wanting to go to j8. Den as the train pulled into clarke quay, dot's sms "take to where?" suddenly sturck me that this train cannnot take me anywhere near bishan. Was thinking of taking the NEL to an interchange, den change to NS line. Den i realised doubhy ghaut, the place I boarded the train was the interchange. Blur me.. hmmm. Yay, i'm so happy i'm able to find my way around raffles city.. lol. kk nvm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1991/2471/1600/DSC00147.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1991/2471/320/DSC00147.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached home and had 15min to spare before the youths arrive. Quickly dump all my stuff, neaten up my room a bit :p and took a 2min shower. Den went down to recieve Dot, Mel, and Carol. Hehe, they're scared of cookie. Had such a great time last night, watching world cup finals together though france didn't win and so happens my birthday is on the same day. So got to celebrate my 17th Bday with all these people too. Had fun rumaging through my old stuff, and thanks for all the new stuff!! I'm so touched, purposely make me open the door, and then, there's the cake and u all started singing happy birthday. Lol. Didn't expect that to happen. Haha! Thanks!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1991/2471/1600/DSC00156.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1991/2471/320/DSC00156.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took quite a few photos as we fellowshiped through the night. Played 'pig' which we renamed to chocolate so it doesn't sound so discriminating. Wohoo, so much pizza and chips!! Thanks to a smart move from Dot, we could squeeze 3 pizzas and sides into the oven to heat up at one go. Pizza was meant for the italian supporters and Dot brought french fries for the france supporters. But in the end, everybody migrated to the italian camp and ate the pizzas.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1991/2471/1600/DSC00195.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1991/2471/320/DSC00195.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The match was quite exciting eh.. Zidane so fast gotta take penalty, den when the ball bounced in and out all of us were stunned, dunno whether goal or not.. in the end it was a goal so we posed for a YAY, France Goal shot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1991/2471/1600/DSC00198.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1991/2471/320/DSC00198.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Soon everyone was trying to get into a comfortable spot to sleep liao.. The sky was red, raining, so nice to sleep..haha but nobody actually slept! so cool! everone managed to keep awake.. what with lame jokes here and there. The occasional adrenaline rush as the ball pushed towards the italian goal post.. hehe, poor carolyn was the only italian supporter. And also, my house door suddenly open on it's own revealing a heart-stopping darkness behind it. Sheesh, so scary!! &lt;br /&gt;Four years later, we'll watch at Mel's house! lol. Until then, then. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS. i've been awake since sunday morning!! man.. i'm so tired.. yawn!! but had so much fun!! Hehe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23867499-115252712750645087?l=fred-frog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fred-frog.blogspot.com/feeds/115252712750645087/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23867499&amp;postID=115252712750645087' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867499/posts/default/115252712750645087'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867499/posts/default/115252712750645087'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fred-frog.blogspot.com/2006/07/went-for-lunch-at-plaza-sing-after.html' title=''/><author><name>frog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01384186414174581012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23867499.post-115237363059721902</id><published>2006-07-08T23:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-08T23:47:10.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today was interesting.&lt;br /&gt;Went for choir.. sang for 6hrs with only 1, 3min toilet break and 1, half an hour break for lunch. Practicing for our performance with the Singapore Chinese Orchestra. Tsung Yeh came down to listen to us today. He's a funny guy, but very pro. Teaches very well, like how to sing certain parts, voice placing, very sharp ear too.. and he dances on the spot when he conducts.. haha so funny. Was sposed to go out with my classmates.. den in the end called off. Oh wells, another day den. So i went home....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was chatting with 'hungry' on the phone, den mum came in and said, "Fred get changed, we're leaving soon." i asked where we're going. Den she said buy your watch at Taka. And i started laughing like crazy. So funny. It wasn't intended. Maybe our parents got some telepathy. Ate dinner, bought a new watch for my bday, so nice!!! i love my new watch!! Haha. thanks mum!!! Den 'hungry' messaged me and told me she changed her name to 'superfull' After a while i realised i liked that name so i changed my name to 'superfull' too and went to find her. HAHA u didn't tell them i was in taka too huh. Their faces so shocked when i suddenly appeared out of no where. Haha. Yay i managed to find stadium in a few minutes! i feel so street smart all of a sudden! Haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really superfull lah, even now.. my bubble tea still haven't finished. It's in the firdge.. maybe tmr i shall drink it while I pretend to be singtel operator and give wake up call.. lols!!! Hehe.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23867499-115237363059721902?l=fred-frog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fred-frog.blogspot.com/feeds/115237363059721902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23867499&amp;postID=115237363059721902' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867499/posts/default/115237363059721902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867499/posts/default/115237363059721902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fred-frog.blogspot.com/2006/07/today-was-interesting.html' title=''/><author><name>frog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01384186414174581012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23867499.post-115229108178150756</id><published>2006-07-08T00:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-08T00:51:21.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today in school the lecturer showed us the mark scheme and apparently a D is 55 marks and above, not 52. So i scored an E on both Bio and Chem. Math results were released toady too. I got 44.. failed by 1 mark. Miss Yang was like, it doesn't make a difference, 45 will just make you feel happier right? Nvm praise God i passed all subjects so far anyway.. 44 is an S grade.. sub-pass. So i got 2Es and 1S for now. Waiting and hoping for a B in econs so i can spell BEES. Den i'll tell people i scored "Bs" in my exam.. Hehe. Impressive!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Supposed to meet my section at 2.30pm in the choir room. Told them on Wed after choir practice. Nobody said anything except Elroy so i thought everyone would be coming. In the end only a few came. Daniel, Jeremy Gan, Yizha, Nicholas, Hu ping, Jonathan Gan, Wei Jie, Danny. Yvone stayed to help too. I'm super grateful to these people. Esp Daniel, Jeremy Gan, Yizha, Nicholas, Hu ping and Yvone. At first we were supposed to clean the choir room, den have sectionals, den discuss Junior-treat-senior (JTS). JTS was sposed to be tmr night, but since most people didn't turn up, nothing could be confirmed and JTS is cancelled. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for music practice after that, 1hr plus bus ride from marine parade to bishan.. sianz. Took the opportunity to read my chinese book. Hey found it quite interesting actually. It's about teens going through troubles in school and written from the teacher's point of view as a counsellor and guide to the student. Wow i really like the idea of a youth cell. Where we can jus come together once a week fellowshiping with one another and sharing our lives with the rest of the youth. Our youth ministry has really grown man! Compared to last time, many have joined us. Pray that God will continue to bless this group of young people to impact the nation for him. The blog issue was brought up by David, and i realised also how by responding to taunts and flaming we might jus portray a bad image of our church and of christianity on the whole. We should bear in mind that it's our responsibility to behave as representatives of God's kingdom amongst others.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After music prac Charmaine, mel, dot and I went to macs for dinner/supper. Den mel dot and I shared a cab home. Took photos in the cab.. lol the flash so bright! I love my new camera!! Haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23867499-115229108178150756?l=fred-frog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fred-frog.blogspot.com/feeds/115229108178150756/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23867499&amp;postID=115229108178150756' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867499/posts/default/115229108178150756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867499/posts/default/115229108178150756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fred-frog.blogspot.com/2006/07/today-in-school-lecturer-showed-us.html' title=''/><author><name>frog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01384186414174581012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23867499.post-115210821259837186</id><published>2006-07-05T21:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-05T22:03:32.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yay!! Praise the lord !! i got a D for biology.. Haha&lt;br /&gt;I passed!! so cool!! And if we caculate in a certain way, that of which is not confirmed yet, i can get a C !!!!!!!!!! argh!! :):)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha this is so funny lah, really pri sch aim for 90 plus marks, sec school aim for As, JC aim to pass.. sheesh. Choir today again.. went to siglap for prac with Mr Kwei. Last sectionals basses only managed to do lei yu.. den mr kwei asked whether we did the singapura song.. i said no.. so he said "you will burn in hell" jokingly like he always does when someone disappoints him.. well "hello, I've got Jesus in my heart, i'm not going to burn in hell!!" that was dumb.. okay. Jeremy yeo suddenly very encouraging.. i hope he didn't read my blog or rather is not reading my blog by any chance cos i didn't mean for him to read that last entry.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh oh!! more interesting, slept at 10 last night, woke up at 3am this morning to watch Germany VS Italy. Hai ya, dot beat me to the phone.. message came in jus as i turned off my alarm clock.. haha. First half of the match both teams got so much energy, Germany attack like crazy, Italy so many people defend.. but why this match Germany so little shots on goal? The italian keeper didn't really have a job to do compared to the German keeper.. Man the German keeper is super pro!! so many corners he jump up and catch. I was so hungry during the frist half.. haha but dun dare leave the couch to get food. Somemore nobody keep me company through the match except dot thru sms and cookie, my dog.. lol.. &lt;br /&gt;Argh why must italy score in the final minute of EXTRA TIME ?! That's just wrong man.. how did that happen.. why must german defence let down their guard at the final moment before their victory.. if go into penalties Germany will be playing this sunday lor.. i mean monday.. Argh!! Went to school this morning, found out johnnie jus got richer.. lol, he made a bet with his friends italy will win.. wah! this guy.. lucky!! hmpf. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dad bought me a new camera!! oh man!!! so cool!!!! SONY Cybershot DSC-T30!! rox man!!! argh!!!!! Hehe. Now to take even more photos and paste them all over my room. A picture paints a thousand words.. wat's more, i'm too lazy to write!! Haha. Den why am i blogging huh.. i dunno.. lols. Guess i haven't started pasting photos on my ceiling yet..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/23867499-115210821259837186?l=fred-frog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://fred-frog.blogspot.com/feeds/115210821259837186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=23867499&amp;postID=115210821259837186' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867499/posts/default/115210821259837186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/23867499/posts/default/115210821259837186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://fred-frog.blogspot.com/2006/07/yay-praise-lord-i-got-d-for-biology.html' title=''/><author><name>frog</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01384186414174581012</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-23867499.post-115174876580757958</id><published>2006-07-01T17:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-01T18:12:45.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today was a crappy day at choir. Yesterday dunno which nut go tell me that music co gotta stay back to observe the dsa auditions. Already had plans to go out and celebrate end of exams lah.. so i purposely stay back for choir.. In the end Mr kwei said we shouldn't watch and pressurize them so they cannot give excuse that they were nervous as we were watching. So I stayed back fo nothing. Haiz, been away from choir for so long.. today suddenly take sectionals. Everybody also got no mood to sing.. or am i such a bad SL that they can't be bothered to sing liao? I wonder who in the world thought i would make a good SL in the first place.. i doubt Jeremy yeo does. I ask him why i was selected, he just told me i was the most correct choice, wat u mean by that? Haiz spent the whole afternoon learning up the scores so i can teach the rest of the section properly on tues. Good thing monday no prac, or i'll have to pon choir! i dun care, holiday!! youth day!! just because mr kwei is not a youth, he wants prac i think.. hooray for those who voiced their opinion that monday should not have prac. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, yesterday was fun!! haha, immediately after learning that i've wasted my time being faithful to choir, i left for bishan. Whooo at least still got a few hours eh.. haha. Aye but j8 nothing much to do.. hehe nvm, it doesn't matter whether got things to do or not. :p Minitoons got so many of me!! haha. but soon i'll no longer be strawberry.. pineapple ?? no way !!! eh, we haven't finished our dinner yet.. still got the cheescake.. Haha. Had a great time, thanks fellow strong person!! 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