<?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-13614447</id><updated>2012-02-16T20:48:59.721+08:00</updated><category term='job'/><category term='what happened'/><category term='musings'/><category term='taiko'/><category term='rantings from a side of me you don&apos;t like.'/><category term='random thought'/><category term='live music'/><category term='short update'/><title type='text'>Discovery in the Lone Star State</title><subtitle type='html'>What I discovered/haven't discovered today.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13614447/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13614447/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>meiyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14276880813823089208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b197/lilscrub_meiyan/209945645_8716250dee.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>121</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13614447.post-4114717382326789703</id><published>2008-04-24T01:03:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-24T04:26:57.847+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='taiko'/><title type='text'>Taiko performance @ Golden Week</title><content type='html'>Our taiko performance from last friday is on YOUTUBE!!... I play this song&lt;br /&gt;go see it! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/WZfO2psQvrQ&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/WZfO2psQvrQ&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I talk about Taiko (pseudo-American accent) hee hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/pPiVq2J9jHs&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/pPiVq2J9jHs&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the song I really want to play in the future :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/_zA82445THI&amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/_zA82445THI&amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&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/13614447-4114717382326789703?l=lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com/feeds/4114717382326789703/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13614447&amp;postID=4114717382326789703&amp;isPopup=true' title='8 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13614447/posts/default/4114717382326789703'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13614447/posts/default/4114717382326789703'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com/2008/04/taiko-performance-golden-week.html' title='Taiko performance @ Golden Week'/><author><name>meiyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14276880813823089208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b197/lilscrub_meiyan/209945645_8716250dee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>8</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13614447.post-4621872988519994536</id><published>2008-04-13T14:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-13T14:45:48.394+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musings'/><title type='text'>very very happy now.</title><content type='html'>a close friend I have from back home, who is thousands of miles away now... just called, and this time, even more than any other time, I'm so happy to hear his voice. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for calling. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reminds self: count your blessings!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13614447-4621872988519994536?l=lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com/feeds/4621872988519994536/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13614447&amp;postID=4621872988519994536&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13614447/posts/default/4621872988519994536'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13614447/posts/default/4621872988519994536'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com/2008/04/very-very-happy-now.html' title='very very happy now.'/><author><name>meiyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14276880813823089208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b197/lilscrub_meiyan/209945645_8716250dee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13614447.post-6961894039121716764</id><published>2008-04-13T00:33:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T12:09:23.141+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ra ra riot @ stubb's live music bar</title><content type='html'>went to a concert yesterday. A local band ( I think) called ra ra riot. It was pretty awesome :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically there were 6 people, 1 guy lead vocal, 1 guy drums, 1 guy guitar, 1 guy bass, 1 girl electric cello (YES, ELECTRIC), and 1 girl electric violin. Alternative rock, I would say... vocally something along the lines of... I don't know actually haha. Go check out their page on myspace yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was lots of fun being in the front row. I was just glad that there wasn't any... moshing, going on, there seemed to be a more mature audience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188401727620152322" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b0DbTdYPwmU/SADn4cbSfAI/AAAAAAAAAFk/Sj3OGhaTmz0/s320/DSC00128.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;girl with electric cello on the left :) within 5 seconds of the show I told zach, "maaan, she's hot". He said that she was probably high (I can't tell but she was probably just really into playing the electric cello), but she was so hot playing the electric cello. like, WOW. i wants to play da eletric cello too.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It was a great night overall :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13614447-6961894039121716764?l=lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com/feeds/6961894039121716764/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13614447&amp;postID=6961894039121716764&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13614447/posts/default/6961894039121716764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13614447/posts/default/6961894039121716764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com/2008/04/ra-ra-riot-stubbs-live-music-bar.html' title='ra ra riot @ stubb&apos;s live music bar'/><author><name>meiyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14276880813823089208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b197/lilscrub_meiyan/209945645_8716250dee.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b0DbTdYPwmU/SADn4cbSfAI/AAAAAAAAAFk/Sj3OGhaTmz0/s72-c/DSC00128.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13614447.post-625077714189265202</id><published>2008-04-12T01:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T12:09:23.313+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='live music'/><title type='text'>my dream come true, possibly.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;John Mayer 2008 Summer Tour is here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Specifically, John Mayer @ Woodlands Pavillion, Spring (Houston), Texas - Aug 2, 2008.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0066cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0066cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0066cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b0DbTdYPwmU/R_-ex8bSe_I/AAAAAAAAAFc/wma-qNpIBDs/s1600-h/JohnMayerCrossroads2007.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5188039876625464306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b0DbTdYPwmU/R_-ex8bSe_I/AAAAAAAAAFc/wma-qNpIBDs/s320/JohnMayerCrossroads2007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It's his Continuum tour, continued, I think. Which is, my favorite album, of ALL TIME. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone else interested? :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13614447-625077714189265202?l=lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com/feeds/625077714189265202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13614447&amp;postID=625077714189265202&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13614447/posts/default/625077714189265202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13614447/posts/default/625077714189265202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com/2008/04/my-dream-come-true-possibly.html' title='my dream come true, possibly.'/><author><name>meiyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14276880813823089208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b197/lilscrub_meiyan/209945645_8716250dee.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b0DbTdYPwmU/R_-ex8bSe_I/AAAAAAAAAFc/wma-qNpIBDs/s72-c/JohnMayerCrossroads2007.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13614447.post-770256708254724974</id><published>2008-04-11T01:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-11T02:00:48.246+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musings'/><title type='text'>snap back to reality.</title><content type='html'>all this busy-ness in life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things to do, deadlines to meet, goals to achieve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just got a snap back to reality this morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why does it all matter? what are we working towards? what really matters in life?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this case, conventional wisdom is right. The people in your life really do matter the most.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People in the past, in the present, in your lives - the ones you ignore because you have a paper due, the ones whom calls you don't pick up because you had a hard day and wanna sleep for another 15 minutes, the ones whom emails you keep in your inbox and eventually forget to reply, the ones whom you were once so close with but now you don't understand anymore. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;time to get snap back. get your mind straight. don't take life for granted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have a great day :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13614447-770256708254724974?l=lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com/feeds/770256708254724974/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13614447&amp;postID=770256708254724974&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13614447/posts/default/770256708254724974'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13614447/posts/default/770256708254724974'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com/2008/04/snap-back-to-reality.html' title='snap back to reality.'/><author><name>meiyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14276880813823089208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b197/lilscrub_meiyan/209945645_8716250dee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13614447.post-4804670823664586604</id><published>2008-04-10T03:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-10T03:34:39.334+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ergh</title><content type='html'>ergh. Stupid speech. The very one that counts the most for my grade in this darn class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I could've done so much better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note to self: sleep and eat before speech.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a;sldkfj.;darn.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13614447-4804670823664586604?l=lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com/feeds/4804670823664586604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13614447&amp;postID=4804670823664586604&amp;isPopup=true' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13614447/posts/default/4804670823664586604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13614447/posts/default/4804670823664586604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com/2008/04/ergh.html' title='ergh'/><author><name>meiyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14276880813823089208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b197/lilscrub_meiyan/209945645_8716250dee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13614447.post-4415375550839261461</id><published>2008-04-09T12:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-09T12:14:25.795+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='short update'/><title type='text'>taking it week by week.</title><content type='html'>busy busy busy... when has life not been busy for me? haha. Well for a few months it wasn't, but honestly, deep down inside I don't feel alright unless I'm swamped with stuff to do every day of the week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have a speech to give in class tomorrow. This one counts the most for my grade in this public speaking class. And I had to choose the hardest topic.... affirmative action in Malaysia. I'm proud of it I mean, love the end result, but it just took me like 3 days to do that stupid speech, way too much time. Hopefully everything will go well tomorrow. The thing about classes here is that it's very lonely, for me at least, this semester. I don't have study buddies from my classes like I did last semester. But I guess, I've learnt to study independently :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Listening to pandora radio, who knew they had a station for Hillsong too! Haha, very very honestly, I haven't heard Christan music in the longest time. Listening to Hosannah now, feeling very very nostalgic...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13614447-4415375550839261461?l=lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com/feeds/4415375550839261461/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13614447&amp;postID=4415375550839261461&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13614447/posts/default/4415375550839261461'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13614447/posts/default/4415375550839261461'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com/2008/04/taking-it-week-by-week.html' title='taking it week by week.'/><author><name>meiyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14276880813823089208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b197/lilscrub_meiyan/209945645_8716250dee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13614447.post-7341822027749394955</id><published>2008-03-02T00:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-03-02T01:21:12.191+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='what happened'/><title type='text'>Taiko goodness :)</title><content type='html'>My first Taiko (japanese drums) performance yesterday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and 4 other UT Gindaiko members (Adryon, Megan, Robyn, Laura and Saurabh) went over to Allen Elementary School. When we reached there the kids opened the door for us as we carried the drums in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must say, this being first Taiko performance still made a me a little nervous. I remembered (out loud) that I threw one of my drumstick during my first Chinese Drum performance back in high school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Throughout the performance I had a few memory mistakes, as did everyone else, but the energy was so there! Everyone was so into it. Especially when you see the kids faces. They were pretty much fixated and in awe of our big drums haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Adryon threw her drumstick (bachi)during our performance. Haha, I prolly shouldn't have told her about my first drum performance experience.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the Q&amp;amp;A session, a little boy that sat next to one of the teachers raised his hand and asked a question. He seemed shy at first, "&lt;em&gt;can I have your autograph&lt;/em&gt;?", and giggled to himself later on. Haha.... we couldn't help but laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing about American kids, nearly EVERYONE asked a question. They're much more outspoken and expressive. Little hands flew up in the air EVERYWHERE during Q&amp;amp;A.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had very good questions, "&lt;em&gt;How did you make your drums?, how did you all meet&lt;/em&gt;? what other talents do you have? where are all of you from?". And absolutely ADOBRABLE questions, one of the little girls asked, "&lt;em&gt;are ya'll gonna tour the world and perform, like in Europe and Asia?".&lt;/em&gt; She was really serious about that question haha and you could tell she thought she had asked a really important question, as did the other kids. The teachers giggled a bit. And we explained that we would love to but didn't have the money yet haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another little boy also asked, "&lt;em&gt;Are there gonna be more boys? Cos' there's only one now!",&lt;/em&gt; and pointed at Saurabh. And then another kid pointed at me and asked, "&lt;em&gt;Are you Chinese&lt;/em&gt;?", and then asked me to read the words on our t-shirt, since I was the only Asian person in the group. Haha, the words on the t-shirt was actually Japanese but good thing I could read it though :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And at the end of the Q&amp;amp;A, ALL of the kids ran to the stage with their little notebooks and pieces of paper and even pokemon cards. They brought their colorful markers and asked for our autograph. Some girls even brought several pieces of paper, "this one is for my aunt", "this one for my sister".... Haha. And I signed like a million autographs. IT WAS AWESOME. No one's ever asked me for my autograph and likely not every again so it was freaking awesome and i admit i was basking in the glory w rather easily impressed little kids :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We signed autographs for half an hour at least hahahaaa. And since I sat on the stage while signing, my feet were dangling out and some kid kept playing with my shoe, (tabi), the ones that look like the ones the teenage mutant ninja turtles wear. and they asked me if I had made the shoes hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when it was all over and time to leave they asked us when we would come back again! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13614447-7341822027749394955?l=lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com/feeds/7341822027749394955/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13614447&amp;postID=7341822027749394955&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13614447/posts/default/7341822027749394955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13614447/posts/default/7341822027749394955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com/2008/03/taiko-goodness.html' title='Taiko goodness :)'/><author><name>meiyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14276880813823089208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b197/lilscrub_meiyan/209945645_8716250dee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13614447.post-51785734010276225</id><published>2008-02-29T13:39:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-29T14:18:50.385+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reflections.</title><content type='html'>I've been here for almost 7 months now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those of you who have been keeping up with facebook, you'll know that it's been quite an adventure. Whole new setting, whole new place, starting life from scratch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking back now, so much has happened and changed, so much so that I don't think I'll be able to report it all, not even in 239,485 blogposts. Okay maybe I can. But that's not the point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever since I left Singapore at the end of 2006 til now, I've been living life by the day. There's been a profound change in my beliefs which I won't go into detail now. Life's been good but I must admit, looking back now, at that point onwards, life hasn't been spectacular, or seemingly as fulfilling as it has been before. I know, however, that it is not due to the change in beliefs, rather it is a sort of wishful complacency that the grass is greener on the other side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, honestly, in most aspects, the grass really is greener on this side. But life is no better. I remembered spending the first half of 2007 dreaming, anticipating a totally different life when I would board that plane myself and venture to a seemingly better place. At first, I admit, I was really caught up in the newness of it all. The apparent warmth and hospitality from strangers, the excitement of quintensential american college life, all the different cultures. I made it a point to be adventurous. And I did a pretty good job during the last semester in Fall 2007, I must say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then in the midst of all the activities I put myself in I realized there was a lack of something. Having had a new perspective on things I knew what it was. i lacked the enthusiasm I used to have in facing each new day, the optimism, and admittedly some of the happiness I was known to possess. I lacked compassion for people I used to be proud to have. And mostly that strive for (or at the least, attempt at) excellence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two things I just realized happened as a result. One: I've been living in mediocrity for a long time now. Comfortable and complacent. (Being here doesn't make things any easier since studies here are a breeze compared to singapore stuff) Failure has made me avoidant instead of stronger. Small successes gave me a false sense of security and kept me there. Two: I ruined many of the important relationships, friendships etc that I once held dear. And this I realized at the same point that I realized that that's the stuff life is really about. Been out of touch for too long now, drifted apart. For some of these relationships it's already too late, things won't be quite the same anymore. And it doesn't help being here alone. It's true what they say, "it's easy to make friends with and American, but it's difficult to find an American friend". Actually, it applies to almost everyone you meet here. Reality never does live up to your imagination, does it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight I realized that in many aspects, I've been alone for a long time now. So its time to act.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to ask and answer myself honestly what I want with this life, and go for it with all the enthusiasm and energy I used to have. I need to keep learning about the world. Stop missing who I used to be, accept the changed me and move on. Go all out to save important friendships and relationships. Maintain and deepen those precious, valuable ones I have now. Appreciate people more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's what I'm gonna do, that's what I have to do.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13614447-51785734010276225?l=lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com/feeds/51785734010276225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13614447&amp;postID=51785734010276225&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13614447/posts/default/51785734010276225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13614447/posts/default/51785734010276225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com/2008/02/reflections.html' title='Reflections.'/><author><name>meiyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14276880813823089208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b197/lilscrub_meiyan/209945645_8716250dee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13614447.post-5319498515893144537</id><published>2007-09-02T05:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-02T05:39:30.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FINALLY.</title><content type='html'>well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really haven't blogged in a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't know what to say.  Don't remember how to blog even. Don't know where to begin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well i think I'll just make random statements of whatever comes to mind right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. they will be very random.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;the flight was loooooooong. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;the pacific ocean is vast.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i've been in a plane for more than 24 hours&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;lost my ability to tell night from day&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;talked to the girl seated next to me in my last connecting flight to austin and she turned out to be a UT student too! Her name's meredith and she's a Spanish major and she's from north carolina. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;kelly and wanda picked me up at the airport. I could recognise kelly straightaway (cos of his beard). But he recognised me first (because of my t-shirt that says 'Friends don't let friends talk to ugly guys).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I was walking on campus one day and a guy pointed at my shirt and laughed, "Hey you're shirt's funny!!"&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;texas is really like it is in the movies. (the buildings esp, i'll post pictures soon)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;no one says 'howdy' here. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;on the other hand, ppl say 'YA'LL' a lot. 'How ya'll doing?!'&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;every texan is proud to be a texan. If you meet a texan anywhere else and you ask him where he's from, he'll never say "I'm from the USofA", they'll say "I'm from TEXAS".&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;so far every longhorn (that's what UT students call themselves) i know are proud to be longhorns.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;everyone wears burnt orange and white shamelessly. everyday everywhere.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;college football (and i don't mean soccer) is HUGE. it's pretty much the most important thing here i think.  &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;i've been eating pizza for at least 3-4 times a week. and buritos too.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I've discovered jalapeno ranch. It's the most amazing sauce in the world next to honey mustard i must say.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Chinatown here is run by vietnamese ppl.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The bus system is horrible (compared to singapore at least).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Lots of weird ppl on the bus (hence the saying 'Keep Austin Weird' i guess).&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Actually no, 'Keep Austin Weird' kinda has a hippie connotation to it.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;But yea, there are definitely weird ppl on the bus. A homeless old lady was sitting next to me on the bus and she shouted stuff like 'Perssia is coming the day is here blah blah blah'. She had a huge hole in her t-shirt and her boobs were showing. :/&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I, the tai kar jie, has a great 'tai kar jie' here myself. Her name's shinsan and she tells me everything i need to know/ i never thought i needed to know, bout life here. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I've met ppl from turkey, taiwan, hongkong, s.korea (they're everywhere), india (they're everywhere too), china (duh), indonesia, germany, brazil, denmark, france, spain and even Tunisia!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I have 3 roommates. One's from fortworth, one's from elpaso, one's from san antonio (they're all places in texas). I love them. very interesting ppl. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm taking 4 classes this semester. Multivariable calculus, Psychology, Philosophy and Reading and writing about culture. I dropped intro to western music after the first class. I got into 'history of rock music' but am going to drop it soon. (gonna take it in another semester instead.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Going to try and get cheap tickets for the game later tonight. So I'll be off now. &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;to be continued....&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13614447-5319498515893144537?l=lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com/feeds/5319498515893144537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13614447&amp;postID=5319498515893144537&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13614447/posts/default/5319498515893144537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13614447/posts/default/5319498515893144537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com/2007/09/finally.html' title='FINALLY.'/><author><name>meiyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14276880813823089208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b197/lilscrub_meiyan/209945645_8716250dee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13614447.post-2110680375863131763</id><published>2007-06-30T23:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T12:09:25.134+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the world through my new ixus</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;i just bought my first digital camera, the &lt;strong&gt;canon ixus 70 &lt;em&gt;(where style meets substance). :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Went to one u yesterday, nothing much just your average trip to one u but now i have photos to post :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, quin er, jit han, jianping and I met at one u at noon yesterday. We decided to watch a movie, but couldn't decide on which one to watch cos everyone has watched a movie that another one of us wants to watch. So we walked back and forth from TGV and GSC and the majority of us decided we wanted to watch a korean horror movie, &lt;strong&gt;To Sir with Love&lt;/strong&gt;. Jianping initially refused to watch any sort of horror movie but in the end succumbed to our continuous pleading/taunting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b0DbTdYPwmU/Rnf_XanVDuI/AAAAAAAAAA0/c5Jd9pbNiWA/s1600-h/IMG_0003.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080807232077697890" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b0DbTdYPwmU/RoKnQiA6E2I/AAAAAAAAAA8/Greey8ayefs/s320/IMG_0003.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt; &lt;em&gt;a reluctant jianping&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So we took some regular photos:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080807760358675314" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b0DbTdYPwmU/RoKnvSA6E3I/AAAAAAAAABE/7tvCcnC7eKI/s320/IMG_0005.JPG" border="0" /&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;from left: jithan quiner and jianping&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080808103956059010" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b0DbTdYPwmU/RoKoDSA6E4I/AAAAAAAAABM/4pDq1aTsPmo/s320/IMG_0004.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;me n my quinee&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080808554927625106" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b0DbTdYPwmU/RoKodiA6E5I/AAAAAAAAABU/T_P-7BLQDqE/s320/IMG_0008.JPG" border="0" /&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;it's a bird it's plane&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080809224942523298" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b0DbTdYPwmU/RoKpEiA6E6I/AAAAAAAAABc/q280n6qhY48/s320/Copy+of+IMG_0009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;  &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;the brand new gym-going jianping in full glory&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Well the movie turned out to be... not as bad as expected. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It's a story about a teacher(Ms.Park) - now old and wheelchair bound who is visited by ex-students who have now all grown up. Mi-ja, her most faithful ex-student lives with her and takes care of her. There was a class reunion at her countryside cottage and everyone seems happy to see her. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;But then nothing (i mean nothing) in this movie is what it seems to be. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We later learn that the students are deeply disturbed and have issues that can be traced back to their schooling days. It seems that their teacher had unknowingly wronged them in little ways that has caused permanent scarring to their souls. It affected them so deeply that they subtly sttempted to kill Ms.Park.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;At this point the story seems kinda absurd 'cos those so called traumatizing moments they had back in their schooling days were reaaally petty. Just 'cos she showed the class a very mushy drawing one of her students made for her and laughed at it, the grown up student tried to drown her in the bathtub... like com' on la. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;But then the story builds up and we find out that Ms.Park is also very disturbed. She once gave birth to a deformed baby boy whom she kept locked away and raised in her basement. One by one the students die violent deaths and we think it's him but then its not cos actually his father killed him when he was a boy and then hanged himself. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So....actually Mi-ja was the sick one who poisoned all her ex-classmates and butchered them. 'Cos Ms.Park was horrible to her during her schooling days and her classmates laughed at her once in class 'cos she had her first period then and it released some sort of a stench. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;But well overall the movie did the job I was terrified a few of the scenes and this horror flick actually had a storyline.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And we laughed so hard at one point cos we realised how much our ex-form teacher Cik Lum looked like the mad Ms.Park in the show. :p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So we went on to get something to eat and quin er left and eventually jithan and jianping left too. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And then I was walking towards the new wing and i bumped into Joshua and Stephen... again! I bumped into the both of them at the ikano not too long ago. fate.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So we moved on to McDs and decided to take a few photos to remember this fateful occassion by.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080817870711690162" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b0DbTdYPwmU/RoKw7yA6E7I/AAAAAAAAABk/wi73-oL6EKM/s320/IMG_0010.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;joshua: what a surprise&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080818300208419778" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b0DbTdYPwmU/RoKxUyA6E8I/AAAAAAAAABs/jm8vSVY4NIU/s320/IMG_0012.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;say 'tak nak'&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080818953043448786" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b0DbTdYPwmU/RoKx6yA6E9I/AAAAAAAAAB0/3iE3x2MuJQE/s320/IMG_0011.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;semi-emo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080820056850043874" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b0DbTdYPwmU/RoKy7CA6E-I/AAAAAAAAAB8/zUR0CydueJ4/s320/IMG_0015.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;me n stephen&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080820473461871602" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b0DbTdYPwmU/RoKzTSA6E_I/AAAAAAAAACE/EML9qgdxeQE/s320/IMG_0024.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;decent, half-decent, barely decent&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway.... those are about all I can upload on blogger. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;To joshua and stephen: will send you guys rest of the photos on msn if i get to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;toodle-loo :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13614447-2110680375863131763?l=lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com/feeds/2110680375863131763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13614447&amp;postID=2110680375863131763&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13614447/posts/default/2110680375863131763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13614447/posts/default/2110680375863131763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com/2007/06/world-through-my-new-ixus.html' title='the world through my new ixus'/><author><name>meiyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14276880813823089208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b197/lilscrub_meiyan/209945645_8716250dee.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b0DbTdYPwmU/RoKnQiA6E2I/AAAAAAAAAA8/Greey8ayefs/s72-c/IMG_0003.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13614447.post-8773494245294900064</id><published>2007-06-28T01:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T12:09:28.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'>trip</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;went to sunway with colleagues from my campaign &lt;em&gt;(OCBC-GE i.e. LoCP = Lord of Credit Protection)&lt;/em&gt; the day after I resigned...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;my first and last outing with them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;pictures will tell em all :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Well we started out with something light... only mildly scary....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080975362867467346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b0DbTdYPwmU/RoNALCA6FFI/AAAAAAAAAC0/tX_AGecbX1U/s320/IMG_0586.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;that's me in the blue shirt and fahana on my right who, in the end, got out of the ride before it started&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080975375752369282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b0DbTdYPwmU/RoNALyA6FII/AAAAAAAAADM/TciPCUArZcw/s320/IMG_0597.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;And off we went...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;And then we moved on to scarier rides and realised this would already be the sacriest you could find in sunway lagoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b0DbTdYPwmU/RoNBdyA6FKI/AAAAAAAAADc/4wku6Gta92E/s1600-h/IMG_0603.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080976784501642402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b0DbTdYPwmU/RoNBdyA6FKI/AAAAAAAAADc/4wku6Gta92E/s320/IMG_0603.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;em&gt;after the ride...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b0DbTdYPwmU/RoNBeSA6FMI/AAAAAAAAADs/ghcgy7Zo-Ao/s1600-h/IMG_0605.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080976793091577026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b0DbTdYPwmU/RoNBeSA6FMI/AAAAAAAAADs/ghcgy7Zo-Ao/s320/IMG_0605.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;some of us didn't take it too well though, diana (on the right) threw up while on the ride... but luckily only when she was sitting up right on the ride... the brave fahana on the left, escorting her to the toilet. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We really shouldn't have had that roti canai breakfast right before that :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b0DbTdYPwmU/RoNBeiA6FNI/AAAAAAAAAD0/v8TgEFm6pOo/s1600-h/IMG_0613.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080976797386544338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b0DbTdYPwmU/RoNBeiA6FNI/AAAAAAAAAD0/v8TgEFm6pOo/s320/IMG_0613.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt; fahana the undefeated top-sell of LoCP :) and my selling skills mentor haha. very generous with her tips on selling even to noobs like me&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b0DbTdYPwmU/RoNALSA6FGI/AAAAAAAAAC8/K4Omh5xtvrk/s1600-h/IMG_0582.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080975367162434658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b0DbTdYPwmU/RoNALSA6FGI/AAAAAAAAAC8/K4Omh5xtvrk/s320/IMG_0582.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;The LoCP family&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;1st row from left: me, diana, fahana, rain&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;2nd row from left: terence, vihn, daniel our reserve team leader RTL, valentino (his real name as shown per I.C. I swear), anne, anis, yan.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b0DbTdYPwmU/RoNALiA6FHI/AAAAAAAAADE/BtfQx76N42I/s1600-h/IMG_0584.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080975371457401970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b0DbTdYPwmU/RoNALiA6FHI/AAAAAAAAADE/BtfQx76N42I/s320/IMG_0584.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;em&gt;The LoCP family with Oni the TeamLeader (2nd row far left)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b0DbTdYPwmU/RoNALyA6FII/AAAAAAAAADM/TciPCUArZcw/s1600-h/IMG_0597.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b0DbTdYPwmU/RoNAMCA6FJI/AAAAAAAAADU/uxrUdGBKjfg/s1600-h/IMG_0598.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080975380047336594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b0DbTdYPwmU/RoNAMCA6FJI/AAAAAAAAADU/uxrUdGBKjfg/s320/IMG_0598.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;em&gt;from left: Fahana, me, Daniel the RTL surveying the situation, and vihn&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080976801681511650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b0DbTdYPwmU/RoNBeyA6FOI/AAAAAAAAAD8/pv-tH9y9NsY/s320/IMG_0620.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Merdeka adverstistement 2007. Bersatu maju.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;From left: Siti, Ah Ling, and Minachi :D&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080979447381366002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b0DbTdYPwmU/RoND4yA6FPI/AAAAAAAAAEE/hie2_YZHN3w/s320/IMG_0633.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Merdeka girls again: Ah ling, minachi and siti.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080984231974933874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b0DbTdYPwmU/RoNIPSA6FXI/AAAAAAAAAFE/2rBBKwkiXyc/s320/DSC01762.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;LoCP girls&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080984223384999266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b0DbTdYPwmU/RoNIOyA6FWI/AAAAAAAAAE8/Wa_SXyh2QKs/s320/DSC01753.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oni(our TL the one in black)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Classic Oni behaviour no.1:"Sayang......"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080984236269901186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b0DbTdYPwmU/RoNIPiA6FYI/AAAAAAAAAFM/Y46ShQUrRgU/s320/DSC01763.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Classic Oni behaviour no.2:"COOOMEEELLLL..."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080984219090031954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b0DbTdYPwmU/RoNIOiA6FVI/AAAAAAAAAE0/-CrBUKPRoCg/s320/DSC01751.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080984210500097346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b0DbTdYPwmU/RoNIOCA6FUI/AAAAAAAAAEs/cS5PN5A1d5Q/s320/IMG_0635.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and then finally Oni treats us to KFC with some of the hard earned rm700 bonus last month that 7 of us helped her win haha...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080979451676333314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b0DbTdYPwmU/RoND5CA6FQI/AAAAAAAAAEM/WJwr6exvMEg/s320/IMG_0634.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;foooooood....&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5081034985603470738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_b0DbTdYPwmU/RoN2ZiA6FZI/AAAAAAAAAFU/ydxP9Uv519g/s320/IMG_0644.JPG" border="0" /&gt;Classic Oni behavior no.3: "Mana sales akuu....O.T.sampai dapat!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Oni the slave driver&lt;/em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080979455971300626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b0DbTdYPwmU/RoND5SA6FRI/AAAAAAAAAEU/mRjIZIc5eZc/s320/IMG_0636.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and they got me a going away gift!....how sweet.... Earrings!! bling bling EARRINGS...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080979464561235234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b0DbTdYPwmU/RoND5yA6FSI/AAAAAAAAAEc/7iq2jMwLibE/s320/IMG_0637.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;me...sporting the new bling bling earrings&lt;/em&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5080979468856202546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b0DbTdYPwmU/RoND6CA6FTI/AAAAAAAAAEk/K0GAlHzv_lo/s320/IMG_0640.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and to wrap up the day... me n diana reanacting today's highlight event - throw up session.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13614447-8773494245294900064?l=lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com/feeds/8773494245294900064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13614447&amp;postID=8773494245294900064&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13614447/posts/default/8773494245294900064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13614447/posts/default/8773494245294900064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com/2007/06/trip.html' title='trip'/><author><name>meiyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14276880813823089208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b197/lilscrub_meiyan/209945645_8716250dee.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_b0DbTdYPwmU/RoNALCA6FFI/AAAAAAAAAC0/tX_AGecbX1U/s72-c/IMG_0586.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13614447.post-5832640504458957903</id><published>2007-06-11T15:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-28T01:21:56.907+08:00</updated><title type='text'>back into unemployment</title><content type='html'>i quit my job!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i quit after 2 months ++ at teledirect and had 1 more month to go in my contract. i like my job and love my colleagues but i still quit. why? heh u might be asking the wrong question. anyway here's a flashback just for the record. my first job, definitely worth reminiscing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my last day was 31st May 2007, a thursday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i came to work early that day, as always, sat at the visitor's reception area, turned on my ipod and plopped open that thick max lucado book i read every morning. one last chapter left. Muttered a prayer under my breath. my last day but i still needed strength.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was a very special day at work cos the big time clients were coming to look around and observe our calls yet again. Which is why we had to put on our best front...So at the briefing today instead of shouting 'Sales sales sales!' we went 'SHOWTIME SHOWTIME SHOWTIME!' which was kinda hillarious haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well it went well and we were more *ahem* honest and careful with our words than usual during that day, not that we weren't honest and careful usually. Well, it was showtime afterall. We stood up for the entire time they were in the office (which i recall was quite long) and cheered and clapped when someone had closed a sale and even when there were no sales. The situation was in short, hillarious. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found great joy in telling particularly difficult customers i'll be calling them back next week knowing that one of my colleagues would have to deal with them in my place next week. :)I definitely wasn't slacking though, i managed to get a decent 17 sales which is minimum required target for me, for my last day. In fact, I was so into my work that I forgot that I had an exit interview at the HR and I could've stopped work about nearly an hour ago! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after the interview I came back for the last time to pick up my things, had one last look at the cruel white board that attached each of our names to the number of sales we had. On good days the white board boasted to the world about your day's achievements but on bad ones, the dreaded figures on the white board would drive Oni(our teamleader)crazy, and eventually she would drive us crazy with OT and a whole lot of pinching haha. I looked around the office and saw my beloved colleagues all abuzz busy trying to close last minute sales before 630pm hoping that it would be their lucky day - one without OT! The atmosphere was, still, out of this world... the only kind of office where the bosses are happy when it's noisy and worried when it's quiet. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then I waved goodbye and left my teammates stopped a while to say goodbye to me and continued with their OT alas. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way out of the building it felt really different. Firstly because I'm actually walking out when the sky was still really bright haha and secondly because I was walking alone. I started to miss the times where my colleagues n I would walk to the LRT station together talking LOUDLY, exchanging stories and laughing incessantly about the interesting customers we each had during the day. There was our fair share of whining about OT and low sales and stuff and I must say those walks were very therapeutic. It's nice to have great ppl to talk to after a whole day of ppl trying to put down the phone and avoid us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I waited at KLCC in the meantime, as my colleagues from another campaign were going to have sort of a farewell dinner with me. These colleagues are really special ones, they weren't even in my campaign but they were SUPER welcoming and helpful and friendly when I was just a loner/noob in teledirect. Westly, Tuan, Chloe, Farah showed up and we waited patiently outside of Chilis for nearly an hour before we got seats. :S But it was worth it I was so hungry I could eat a horse and the food was good (huge portions) we just stuffed ourselves. And we talked loudly again (esp Chloe the hyperactive) haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Later on they even surprised with me with a cake - and no ordinary cake it was Blueberry Cheesecake from secret recipe! :) The chilis waiter got it wrong tho cos he lit it up with candles and got the staff to sing the 'happy birthday' song to me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT'S NOT MY BIRTHDAY! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha i blew the candles out and we tried to eat some cake but couldn't so I had nearly the whole cake to take home :) They were very kind also to keep asking how I was going to get home and kept telling me how to be careful through horrifying tales of their first hand experience with pervs and robbers on the streets of KL. We took some pictures to remember the occassion by and left at 10 plus!! and they still had work the next day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love my colleagues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But we were gonna have an outing the day after so I had that to look forward to. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13614447-5832640504458957903?l=lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com/feeds/5832640504458957903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13614447&amp;postID=5832640504458957903&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13614447/posts/default/5832640504458957903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b197/lilscrub_meiyan/209945645_8716250dee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13614447.post-8325868222835988202</id><published>2007-05-05T10:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-05T11:13:40.488+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='job'/><title type='text'>my first real job</title><content type='html'>This is a long overdue post, I know. I've been caught up in... stuff la. And was kinda lazy to update but here goes :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As some of you know, I'm working! And for once, I've stayed with a job for more than ONE WHOLE month now. I'm a telemarketer at Teledirect Telecommerce Sdn Bhd. What do I do? Basically I sell insurance over the phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was really excited when I completed a week of training and finally got to be on call for the first day. Finally I've got a real job, where people (at least some) take me seriously. No more sitting around, staring blankly at a screen trying to recall how many copies of the delivery order my heavily pregnant, pre-maternity leave senior asked me to make, and which colour of each copy should be put into which file. No more admin crap for me! This is the real thing, I thought.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything went smoothly at first. It's like what Paul Coelho described in 'the Alchemist' as Beginners Luck: "when you want something, all the universe conspires in helping you to achieve it. (p23)" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first customer I presented to declined at first and said in Cantonese ‘Ngo fok zho lei la’, commented that I really know how to talk, and it ended up in a double-sale! My first day on call and I had just 12 sales, one sale short of ‘star’ status. The first customer I presented to in Chinese ended up in a sale. And the first customer I presented in Malay too ended up in a sale. Everything was going right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After Beginners Luck wore out, things went downhill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had 4 sales on the 2nd day and 3 sales on the 3rd day. But then it shot up to 11 again on Friday and then it fluctuates again. For the first 2 cycles in the first month, overall I did poorly, just a little below ‘Green Zone’. Then suddenly for the last cycle I started to consistently have 20+ sales a day, and for that cycle I shot up to ‘Super Star’ status. I still don’t know what I did differently for that cycle, (maybe it was God, maybe it was breakfast with Aaron who brought luck, maybe the stars aligned in my favour, maybe because I didn’t wear black), I don’t know why, but things happened the way it did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so at the end of that first month, I got my first real pay slip. (My mom made me treat the family to lunch at Dragon-i the day after). I took a picture of it but couldn’t load it on. I also had commission that’s not bad at all for a noob.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and they rank us all by our sales every month, and the top 25 in the whole company gets a bonus. This rank initially gave me a lot of pressure cos I started off at the very, very bottom, at 300+. But at the end of the month I shot up to 27th,!! Just 2 places and 3 sales short of the top 25 bonus grrr. Never know when I’ll get a superstar cycle again…. Stupid streak of luck gone to waste L&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, to those of you who endured my talk of number of sales to this point, bravo! Here’s where it gets a little more interesting la. (At least as interesting as this job can get)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As most of you know, I get bored easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The job’s excitement is wearing out slowly. I used to love people and now after meeting lots of people over the phone…. Shrugs….. I still love people, but much less.  The reality of my job sinks in and I don’t believe in what I sell. So now I’m back, hovering on an average of 12-16 sales a day, counting down the hours before work ends. And thanks to a reminder from Lex, I count down they days left in my contract too. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the thing that I like about my job is the people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone else is young, I haven’t met anyone whose age is above 25 yet. We play silly games once/ twice a day before we go on call. And we do silly cheers with our campaigns like orientation groups do in school. We have silly challenges where we play make-believe Pirates, where our campaign challenges another campaign in our sales numbers with “Gold Coins” (chocolate of course) at stake. When someone closes a sale sometimes people cheer and everyone else tries to clap. Our teamleader splits our campaign into pairs and punishes the 2 pairs with the least number of sales by letting the rest put silly make up on their faces. The most memorable of all would be the ‘Celebrity’ non-sales challenge whereby we dress up as some celebrity we look like. Our teamleader got our whole campaign to dress up. Or rather, she dressed us all up and shipped us away to the judges. Haha. Nearly all of us got into the top 30 where we had a 2 minute walk on the red carpet. Guess what I went as? Haha, I went as Baby Spice, Emma. The 2 minutes on the red carpet was embarrassing. :S But it was really really fun to see everyone else. There was a huge guy who went as Arnold Swachzeneger and boy do they look alike.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone is nice and very very welcoming.  They make a big fuss about newcomers at the beginning, that’s always the case, but I guess that’s why no one really feels left out, I think. Still, I don’t have a real clique of friends there though. And for times when I can’t get someone to eat lunch with I go alone, with my book as my companion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah well, guess I’ll blog more bout these very interesting people at work next time. But this is all the blogging I can take for now. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13614447-8325868222835988202?l=lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com/feeds/8325868222835988202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13614447&amp;postID=8325868222835988202&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13614447/posts/default/8325868222835988202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13614447/posts/default/8325868222835988202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com/2007/05/my-first-real-job.html' title='my first real job'/><author><name>meiyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14276880813823089208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b197/lilscrub_meiyan/209945645_8716250dee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13614447.post-2543686699410585525</id><published>2007-03-19T02:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-19T03:09:18.438+08:00</updated><title type='text'>update again.</title><content type='html'>Okay... So I haven't been blogging bout my life lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Probably 'cos there's not much to blog about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But just some detail to clear everything up....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1. &lt;em&gt;I'm not going to Singapore to work anymore&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Darn, my master plan was foiled... by potential, unconfirmed (and I stress the "unconfirmed" part) scholarship interviews that, in the event they materialise, will be held here in KL. So after doing the math, weighing the pros and cons and everything, I've decided to stay here. (Recently signing up to astro movie package, and having someone to do my laundry is a big incentive. Movies and TV series trump singapore dollars).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To tai yong, mr.chew, kwang ying n the others whom I promised I'd come back to work, I'm sorry! But I have a feeling I'll be back soon (for uni.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;2. I do other things than watch TV at home.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Contrary to what most people think, I'm very busy at home. I apply for scholarships and there is really an endless list. Yea I've been in the kiasu mood these days. But one thing I realised, is that it's worse regretting something you never did, than regretting something you did. Better to be ambitious and fall flat on my face than not to be ambitious and settle small. (I already made that mistake in uni applications)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also read quite a bit. (Not newspapers though, I've developed a phobia for them since GP). Finished freakonomics and life expectancy (Dean Koontz) most recently. The second book gave me harlequinophobia. :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I exercise... to a certain extent. I cycle around my neighbourhood few times a week. Haha. Packed on a few pounds, but I'm still recognizable, I think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I go out with the few friends I still have here in KL. The usual gang... they're a great bunch, I love them, but I need more girl friends. No cybergaming for me. The girlfriends I have are busy with their respective love lives and studies and stuff. The only girlfriend I have girltalk with is halfway across the globe :( I miss jess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That aside, I'm not denying that I spend a substantial amount of time in front of the idiot box, as well as finishing season by season of TV series. I'm gonna start on an old movie spree soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;3. I have a job here starting the 26th of March. Really!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went for 2 rounds of interviews last tuesday. And I got the job! But seeing my campaign starts late, training only starts next monday (for a whole week by the way). I'll be working in KL, as a telemarketer. They pay decently, and the people there seem nice. I'm hopeful (: Looking forward to earning big commission bucks :D :D :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;4. I passed my driving (re)test.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK fine I failed my first test, but it really wasn't my fault! Never take the red car when you're doing the slope. Seems like I wasn't the only one doomed to failure by the old red car that's falling apart. But I guess I can't blame it all on the car. Never be nervous too. If the instructor comes up to you and asks you to turn ur engine off when actually you've got it, try negotiating and show him that you really know your stuff. Just a suggestion though. Anyway, save for the agonizing 5 hour wait, the retest went well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;5. I still can't drive yet.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still haven't gotten my P license. My dad's satria is leaking oil, and my mom will not let me drive the avanza. We don't have money for a new car. (Which is why I wont' be going to Italy for the youth exchange thing anymore) But I will be driving in the near future. I think we're getting a loan. I mean, a car is a necessity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;6. I... don't like.... relatives.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm trying to sound mild in the above statement for a few reasons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a.)  Just in case a relative stumbles upon this blog. It sucks, but I recently realised that what they think of us actually matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;b.)  I don't don't like all relatives, I have a few really really good ones actually. But they constitute less than 2% of my extended family. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;c.)  I realise I myself am I relative to many others. I'm not exactly the nicest member of the extended family. I might also grow up to be an adult obssessed with petty issues. Don't want to be a hypocrite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hence I will not disclose details of petty arguments blown out of proportion with lots of unnecessary foul-mouth. Adults can be so petty sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;7.  I'm still going to church.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't worry people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm doing fine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13614447-2543686699410585525?l=lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com/feeds/2543686699410585525/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13614447&amp;postID=2543686699410585525&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13614447/posts/default/2543686699410585525'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13614447/posts/default/2543686699410585525'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com/2007/03/update-again.html' title='update again.'/><author><name>meiyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14276880813823089208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b197/lilscrub_meiyan/209945645_8716250dee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13614447.post-6598431804528684003</id><published>2007-03-16T12:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-16T12:31:57.861+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random thought'/><title type='text'>if my life were a movie</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;If my life were a movie....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it wouldn't be an action movie, nor drama, nor thriller......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it would be more of an indie (independent) film...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;an indie comedy maybe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one that's funny at the begininning but gets draggy, boring and meaningless in the middle...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the movie hasn't reached its end yet,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but I have a feeling it'll be an inspirational tear jerker,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;either that or a tragedy with an upcoming sequel...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a sequel about the life of someone in my life that ended way better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My life movie wouldn't win any oscars, or golden globes,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but it will be shown at the Sundance film festival,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it'll be nominated for the Independent Spirit Award...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no wins, but nominations definitely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;If life were a movie....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would be the supporting actress (but a very good one)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;probably the hero's best friend that dies halfway in the movie before she achieved anything remotely close to greatness....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;died for a noble cause definitely,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;either that or in an accident...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my abrupt death would change the course of the story....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's what I think my life movie would be like right now haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what would your life movie be like?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm really curious to know hahaha.... do you think you're the leading lady? the hero? or the supporting actor? or just a bystander?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13614447-6598431804528684003?l=lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com/feeds/6598431804528684003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13614447&amp;postID=6598431804528684003&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13614447/posts/default/6598431804528684003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13614447/posts/default/6598431804528684003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com/2007/03/if-my-life-were-movie.html' title='if my life were a movie'/><author><name>meiyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14276880813823089208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b197/lilscrub_meiyan/209945645_8716250dee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13614447.post-6624473840076783357</id><published>2007-02-25T18:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-25T19:00:53.788+08:00</updated><title type='text'>driving lessons, finally!</title><content type='html'>Had my first driving lesson today, finally!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It sucks to not have a driving license in Malaysia, especially when all my other friends can drive, its even worse when those who are taking the driving test along with you are all younger than you....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I woke up at 6am to get ready for my first driving lesson that I thought was at 7am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I waited, and waited and waited til 7.30am came and realised that the lesson was set to 7.30 not 7 in the first place. Hah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, my driving instructor was Chinese but spoke to me in English. At first he brought me to a quiet road in front of the BU 4 school and let me drive the car and make U-turns for a while. All those practices with my Dad paid off :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He said that I was unusually calm and steady for a noob-driver. "I can't say that about most lady drivers I know", he even said. Hahaha!!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then he taught me to drive up a slope, as well as parking. He had a formula for everything, especially the parking. Reverse til you see the first pole in the middle of the backseat window, until the backtire is on the yellow line, until I can see the seventh pole at the back and stuff like that.. he even drew diagrams! Like in real life we'll have poles to look at when we park lar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we went to the SDC circuit and did the slope and the parking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I passed the slope on my first try! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which was quite amazing cos I was sure I'd be rolling down backwards over and over again like the others, til the cars behind me get fed up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The parking wasn't too good though. Haha. I could tell my instructor was really frustrated at me 'cos I was saying 'Oh oh okay' to all of his instructions but following none of them heh. :P It was just really difficult for me lar 'cos I totally suck at estimation :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the second try at the slope though, I failed, TWICE. Guess that first success was a fluke :P Haha, how embarassing it was to go up the slope and roll backwards before I reach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, he still said that I was a FAST LEARNER! And that he would let me drive to SDC on my second lesson :D Wow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall it was a good first driving lesson. Felt like the time I finally learnt to ride my bike.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13614447-6624473840076783357?l=lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com/feeds/6624473840076783357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13614447&amp;postID=6624473840076783357&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13614447/posts/default/6624473840076783357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13614447/posts/default/6624473840076783357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com/2007/02/driving-lessons-finally.html' title='driving lessons, finally!'/><author><name>meiyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14276880813823089208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b197/lilscrub_meiyan/209945645_8716250dee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13614447.post-8560966807042635339</id><published>2007-02-24T01:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-24T09:21:02.244+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rantings from a side of me you don&apos;t like.'/><title type='text'>chaos</title><content type='html'>a;sldkfjalg;khsdlkajf;sldkfalkshdglaksjdflajsd;lfkjhawiehfsadkljf;ljzxflkcmlewja;jnmdslfds&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;applying to US universities is a pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really, why can't they make it simple!? Like the Aussies? or the New Zealanders? or even the Malaysians! I think the process is less painstaking almost everywhere else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Teacher recommendations?!?! Counsellor Report?! School Report?! My ranking?!?! All have to be in PAPER?! My freakin' teachers are in bloody Singapore! at the OTHER end of the causeway!!!! All the phone calls to them busy, BUSY teachers cost me a bomb. And all the time I have to be nice. Real nice. I need them to say nice things bout me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SATs?! TOEFL?!?! The registration fee itself is already sky-high. And now they charge to send to each institution. Mommy screamed at the sight of her credit card bill, the ones that had to do with collegeboard.com... every thing is x3.6 damnit. And the application fee!! USD 70 for cornell and northwestern each. I've GOT to get the scholarship now. Just to compensate for the while application and registration nightmare. Bloody daylight robbery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Financial Forms?!! GOD HELP ME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How on earth am I supposed to prove that I have USD 75,000 on deposit?! Mommy doesn't even have one third of that amount, not even in Ringgit!! Curse the exchange rate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had to ask my aunt. I admit. She's been nice about it. But I hate it. Hate the feeling of having to depend on others. Can't stand the niceties anymore. All year I've but said 'Hi auntie!' during family gatherings and now I've suddenly joined in the conversation, or at least tried to, just to be nice. Smile, when she thinks out loud that I'm too ambitious. AMBTIOUS?! (That's probably the nicest of what she's thinking bout me. Sorry I'm just not a relatives kind of person. I believe relatives are judgemental. They can't help it. It's like in their nature to be judgemental) Chuckles. I applied to the worst of the ivies and almost all others I applied to are state universities. 4 of which their names have barely been heard around here before. AMBITIOUS. THIS IS CERTAINLY NOT AMBITIOUS. AMBITIOUS is applying to Princeton only and expecting to get accepted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That aside, she got me those letters. Stupid Standard Chartered. They could've signed the stupid forms and saved me the time and the 125 RINGGIT! gosh. 25ringgit for one stupid letter in place of those signatures that should've been on the forms. And they wouldn't even write it right. The universities got it and spit it back. Now I've gotta beg my aunt to beg them to at least put the stupid amount on letter. Its either that or show that she has at least USD 75,000 on deposit. I'm going nuts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should've applied to need-blind universities. Then again I'm hoping for an open scholarship that'll give USD 14K per year max, just bout enough to foot less than half of the tuition fee at these universities, let's not even start with the living costs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What bout the Bank Negara Scholarship?! My 2nd uncle insists that I try out for that. Full scholarship to the university of my choice anywhere in the world. Ah, but nothing's free in this world right? There's a bond, but of course. Maybe it's worth it. Maybe I'll just go there for the experience and give up any thought of possibly working there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And what if all else fails?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Singapore?! NUS?! I don't think I did well enough in A-Levels to get into Business. I seriously don't think so. Gut feeling. Logically speaking as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Horrible prospect. Maybe I should've stayed in HELP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Besides, NUS is not cheap. Mommy has to sell her shares anyhow. Dad can but watch and help by sustaining himself with his pay. Debts to pay. Stupid shoplot. God how I wish we were rich.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND WHEN ARE THE RESULTS COMING OUT?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd of March?! The initial plan was to go back to take my results and stay there to work til July or August. The intial plan was to get a place to stay with carmen and someone else and find a job and earn singapore dollars. The initial plan was to get over the oldham hall idea since the management didn't even bother to interview me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And now the initial plan is screwed up. Sorry, it's beyond screwed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have my driving test on 5th of March here in KL. And I might not even pass. There's hope now, also, that I can get that trip to Japan with the LIONS club that I should've gone on a year ago. Now they're saying I have to host again, but maybe not. I could just go straight to Japan in May. And the stupid AIG Scholarship people. Only shortlisted applicants will be notified. WHEN?! WHERE?! There's not even a proper website to know things. And the chances of me getting this scholarship are so slim I try not to think about it. Anyway if, by any chance I get shortlisted for an interview, the freakin' interview's gonna be HERE! IN KL. And what bout all the stupid university stuff. I've gotta change my mailing address. And as if the chaos wasn't enough Ms. Mag opened up another possibilty at the worst possible time, asking me if I'm up for the AHM interview. And my parents, they'd be worried sick. Calling me every 5 minutes to make sure my application is done, or that I have vegetables to eat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARRRGH. I've never consistently been in such a bad temper before. (HMM, grammatical error there). You know what I mean lar. I'm being mean to people around me. Even to my brother, who amazingly, has been nice all this while. Guess the roles have been reversed, my turn to be the troubled rebellious child, the one that needs attention. Mommy called me 'needy' the other day. Needy is what I am now I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just want to do what I want to. But I just can't and I know it but I can't get over it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life's a bitch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least right now it is.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13614447-8560966807042635339?l=lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com/feeds/8560966807042635339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13614447&amp;postID=8560966807042635339&amp;isPopup=true' title='6 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13614447/posts/default/8560966807042635339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13614447/posts/default/8560966807042635339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com/2007/02/chaos.html' title='chaos'/><author><name>meiyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14276880813823089208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b197/lilscrub_meiyan/209945645_8716250dee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13614447.post-3634269073174988149</id><published>2007-02-14T23:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-13T12:09:29.344+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the V-day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;happy valentine's day! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;nothing great about it, it's really just another day with too much traffic on the road. But anyway it was an eventful day for me, which is good, because i haven't had an eventful day for a very, very long time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Meet up with my beloved ex-roomie, manpreet today :). My kichimayom and I had lunch together and watched a chic flick, &lt;em&gt;the Holiday&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031430591184527522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b0DbTdYPwmU/RdM7dwuWYKI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Kr63DeJGJzI/s320/photo_28.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was not bad, very feel-good, but honestly, it wasn't as good as expected. (I expected a lot cos a friend of kichi's came to watch it the second time haha.) It was a little slow and draggy and toward the middle I kinda was just waiting for it to end, maybe cos kichi had to go halfway through the movie cos her bf came. But anyway the ending was nice, but nothing out of the ordinary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I really liked about it was the whole holiday warm fuzzy feeling inside kinda thing, especially with the 2 adorable kids, sophie and olivia. They were absolutely charming!! Kate winslet was great in the movie I think, she was very much the picture of a sad, sad woman who loves but doesn't get loved back and still doesnt' have a clue. But jack black in the movie was kinda weird for me, cos he was playing a very, erm, normal guy in the movie. Maybe i'm just not used to him in movies like these cos I haven't seen Shallow Hal yet :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, after that, went to have dinner with lup wai, ivan, foogie, eongxien, weikeat, shengwei. Bah ku teh at ss2. We stayed only a short while cos eongxien, my favourite neighbour :), won free tickets to &lt;em&gt;Music and Lyrics&lt;/em&gt; tonight! Thanks btw! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got past the traffic jam and went to watch that movie, and wow, I had a blast laughing non-stop. It was really really funny. Hugh grant was very funny in the show. Super funny. Ok I don't have any other more sophisticated words in my vocab to express 'funny'. That tall, tall woman from 3rd rock from the Sun and Ray's brother (from Everybody loves Raymond) were very, very funny too!! Oh and those who haven't watched it, do stay for the credits, cos they play that hillarious POP video at the end again with really, funny statements about what happened to the characters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031430994911453362" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_b0DbTdYPwmU/RdM71QuWYLI/AAAAAAAAAAU/6qSTiwBLcbY/s320/main.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I do think its one of the best chick flicks I've seen, with the exception of 50 first dates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;50 first dates&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is still the best cos it made me laugh and cry at the same time. Music &amp; Lyrics just made me laugh. Didn't really come close to crying, though there was DEFINITELY that warm and fuzzy feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i really do think Music &amp;amp; Lyrics is a must-watch! Now I can't get that corny 80's POP song out of my head. &lt;em&gt;"oooh... POP!, goes my heart..."&lt;/em&gt;And the vision of hugh grant in his ridiculous hair and tight pants prancing about, jumping up and down at his keyboard won't go away. I really don't know why!! Haha, i still want to laugh now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5031431261199425730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b0DbTdYPwmU/RdM8EwuWYMI/AAAAAAAAAAc/c4YnSx56_Wg/s320/musicandlyrics.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;maybe you can see why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, this wasn't such a bad v-day after all. Maybe i'll just spend my v-days watching chick flicks in the future. I like it. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13614447-3634269073174988149?l=lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com/feeds/3634269073174988149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13614447&amp;postID=3634269073174988149&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13614447/posts/default/3634269073174988149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13614447/posts/default/3634269073174988149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com/2007/02/v-day.html' title='the V-day'/><author><name>meiyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14276880813823089208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b197/lilscrub_meiyan/209945645_8716250dee.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_b0DbTdYPwmU/RdM7dwuWYKI/AAAAAAAAAAM/Kr63DeJGJzI/s72-c/photo_28.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13614447.post-7131905787991460075</id><published>2007-02-12T19:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-12T19:32:38.227+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hooray!!</title><content type='html'>who says I waste time at home?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i created my own background.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this orange stripey creation I did myself with photoshop. Hee hee. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do comment.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13614447-7131905787991460075?l=lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com/feeds/7131905787991460075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13614447&amp;postID=7131905787991460075&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13614447/posts/default/7131905787991460075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13614447/posts/default/7131905787991460075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com/2007/02/hooray.html' title='hooray!!'/><author><name>meiyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14276880813823089208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b197/lilscrub_meiyan/209945645_8716250dee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13614447.post-984863809517267812</id><published>2007-02-11T10:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-11T10:56:09.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*giggles*</title><content type='html'>Was working yesterday at OU Giant promoting F&amp;N again when the Pepsi girl tapped my shoulder and told me that there were 2 customers asking for the price of a carton of Vanilla Coke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone seems to think Coke is part of F&amp;N!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe it is I'm not sure myself, :P but it was sure not MY responsibilty, i ain't getting no pay for that. But well, in the spirit of good customer service I offered to carry the carton to the counter for a price check.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i saw the customers myself i quit complaining.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG, these 2 guys were tall and built, and they kinda look like them Spanish footballers hee hee. TOTAL EYE CANDY! It's rare 'cos mostly all we get are aunties and uncles :D.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They both had hair like Dr.Sheppard on Greys' Anatomy (less elaborate though), and the taller one had his covered with a cap. It seems that they had some difficulty trying to communicate with the promoters, cos' they were speaking English in a heavy foreign accent, an accent that clearly didn't come from a place where English was the native language.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But they could understand perfectly fine when I said, "if you really want, i can get a price check at the counter up front".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They smiled and said 'Thanks, we would like that'. And whoa, that was definitely worth the smile hee hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway they were very kind, the taller one said, 'No, no, I'll carry it'. And so they followed me to the counter but on the way I bumped into the merchandiser and he took over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I went back about my job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I realised after a while that they were back. They were looking at the other drinks while the other merchandisers explained to them that the price check failed 'cos they don't sell them in cartons or something like dat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway before they left they both stopped to say 'thank you' to me again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Sure, no problem', I said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then the taller one looked me in the eyes and said,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"You're very beautiful, you know that?".&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I smiled in a very very silly manner but managed to say thanks. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I get 'pretty' all the time from aunties and uncles, but this is something else. Haha, a very, very tall and good-looking stranger, telling me i'm &lt;em&gt;beautiful &lt;/em&gt;even in my oversized bright yellow F&amp;N t-shirt, my mess of a hair tied up in a pony tail and the pesky pimple growing very visibly on my chin. What very kind people. :) Hee hee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13614447-984863809517267812?l=lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com/feeds/984863809517267812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13614447&amp;postID=984863809517267812&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13614447/posts/default/984863809517267812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13614447/posts/default/984863809517267812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com/2007/02/giggles.html' title='*giggles*'/><author><name>meiyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14276880813823089208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b197/lilscrub_meiyan/209945645_8716250dee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13614447.post-9198311358770866412</id><published>2007-02-08T10:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-08T10:57:24.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'>9 crimes - Damien Rice</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;Leave me out with the waste&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;This is not what I do&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's the wrong kind of place&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;To be thinking of you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's the wrong time&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;For somebody new&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's a small crime&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And I've got no excuse&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Is that alright?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Give my gun away&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt; when it's loaded&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Is that alright?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If u don't shoot it how am I supposed to hold it&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Is that alright?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Give my gun away when it's loaded&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Is that alright&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;With you?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Leave me out with the waste&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;This is not what I do&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's the wrong kind of place&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;To be cheating on you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's the wrong time&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;She's pulling me through&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It's a small crime&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And I've got no excuse&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Is that alright?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I give my gun away when it's loaded&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Is that alright?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If you dont shoot it, how am I supposed to hold it&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Is that alright?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I give my gun away when it's loaded&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Is that alright&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Is that alright with you?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Is that alright?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;I give my gun away when it's loaded&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Is that alright?I&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;f you don't shoot it, how am I supposed to hold it&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Is that alright?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If I give my gun away when it's loaded&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Is that alright&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Is that alright with you?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Is that alright?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Is that alright?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Is that alright with you?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Is that alright?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Is that alright?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Is that alright with you?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;No...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;beautiful song. disturbing video.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13614447-9198311358770866412?l=lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com/feeds/9198311358770866412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13614447&amp;postID=9198311358770866412&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13614447/posts/default/9198311358770866412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13614447/posts/default/9198311358770866412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com/2007/02/9-crimes-damien-rice.html' title='9 crimes - Damien Rice'/><author><name>meiyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14276880813823089208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b197/lilscrub_meiyan/209945645_8716250dee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13614447.post-116783750224229815</id><published>2007-01-03T22:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-03T23:18:22.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'>first post of 2007.</title><content type='html'>so this is the first post of 2007.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for the long absence, and thanks to those who still come and visit my blog. Sorry for the disappointment and everything. It wasn't that I had nothing to blog about, I mean the Primer's Challenge camp was surprisingly fun, I missed my bus ride home, and braved the floods to come home for Christmas this year...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the uni and scholarship applications are driving me CRRRAAAAZZZYYY!!! If I have to fill in one more form or write one more admission essay, pretending I know for sure what I want in 10 years time, I'll be one step closer to pulling all the hair out of my head, the whole highlighted part of my crowning glory. grrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, I've been thinking a lot, and talking much less these days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel lost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually I've felt lost for longer than I thought. Even way before coming home to malaysia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For a number of reasons actually.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have no idea what is in store for me this coming year and I feel horrible to think that my fate is in the hands of some scholarship or uni admission selection committee board guy at the other end of the world in the US. But looking at the big picture again, I know my fate is ultimately in His hands, it'll all be settled, but its just killing me to have to live in uncertainty grr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That aside, I don't know where my life is heading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"When I was just a little girl, I asked my mother, what will I be? Will I be pretty? Will I be rich? Here's what she said to me.... Hey sarah sarah, whatever will be, will be, the future's not ours to see, hey sarah sarah..."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Poor Sarah. Grr. Poor me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to be 19 this year! My last year of being a teenager. I don't have many years left here.  More than ever I feel like time is against me. Haha, its a little like mid-life-crisis coming early i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yet I'm still sitting at home, doing my online uni applications, drowning my troubles in TV and food (man, i've been eating non-stop), and thinking a lot, except for the occassional outing with friends where I talk unusually a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly, I have nothing I'm really good at. And the things I used to have passion for, well, I'm just having second thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel numb. Apathetic. Dull. Whatever you call it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just going with the flow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The scary thing is, I'm getting really comfortable just going with the flow. I never used to be like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to be myself but I'm not sure who I am, who I REALLY am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a lighter note, I've realised the these people at StarWorld magically know about what I'm going through and showed TV Programs about people who are searching for themselves too.  Haha, no lar, I guess this is a universal thing people go through this kinda thing all the time i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just like Ed (in Ed) said in today's episode, " I'm nothing but a blip in the universe". A blip.  Just a small blip in the radar of eternity on earth. I know, life on earth is temporary; but we've gotta make it count don't we?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well good for Ed anyway, he found his legacy, designing his own tombstone that said this about himself, "Life was his art". Beautiful. (: &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, I haven't made any new year resolutions this year, other than this one, "I will search, and find myself".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God, please help me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So its goodbye to &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Survival of the Little Scrub &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;. That went well by the way, I think I did more than survive, thank God. I've changed my blog name to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Search for the Little Scrub.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;So it's a new day tommorrow. I'll be going for my first ever UNDANG course (driver's theory course). Finally man. Haha. I feel bad having to hitch a ride from all of my friends, I really do. It's a start. Who knows, I might be a talented driver heh, blazing the roads smoothly in no time. ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;Oh and happy new year to you all. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13614447-116783750224229815?l=lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com/feeds/116783750224229815/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13614447&amp;postID=116783750224229815&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13614447/posts/default/116783750224229815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13614447/posts/default/116783750224229815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com/2007/01/first-post-of-2007.html' title='first post of 2007.'/><author><name>meiyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14276880813823089208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b197/lilscrub_meiyan/209945645_8716250dee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13614447.post-116244718059636575</id><published>2006-11-02T13:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-02T13:59:40.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'>only one shot.</title><content type='html'>GP today was horrible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the exams i couldn't believe that this was it. THIS is really it. No more 'nevermind la i'll do better next time'. That's the end. And this is how it ends. Tragedy. Grrrr. I realised I had worked hard yes, but too little too late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walau, actually i was more distraught over paper 1 than over paper2 though both were disastrous. I had always dreamed of writing a really really meaningful essay for the real thing and what question did I choose? Eeeh. REally wanted to do the charity and the entrepreneur question but was too afraid of taking risks, then after the paper all the ideas flowed grr....At least one lesson I've learnt: have to follow your heart sometimes. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K lar, at least Gp has made me more knowledgeable. A better person maybe. I'll do something bout that 44million child labourers in India when I grow up (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and haha, today was a funny day indeed. Walked back to the hostel with renxin under one faulty umbrella.  It rained only after we walked out of the MRT station haha. Our shoes got soaked, then we took the bus. And crossed the road. I was about to be splashed by the puddles of water cos a car drove past me...renxin pulled me back and saved me (sort of) but ended up stepping into a puddle of muddy water then we were laughing bout it and wala... another car sped past and we were really splashed this time. I think the people in the cars opposite of us were laughing at us la haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aNyway thank God I have encouraging people around me. Aunty Linda assured me that she was praying for me. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tho' i walk through the valley of the shadow of death, i shall not fear!!!! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;come on lar A LEVELS only ma!!haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13614447-116244718059636575?l=lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com/feeds/116244718059636575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13614447&amp;postID=116244718059636575&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13614447/posts/default/116244718059636575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13614447/posts/default/116244718059636575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com/2006/11/only-one-shot.html' title='only one shot.'/><author><name>meiyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14276880813823089208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b197/lilscrub_meiyan/209945645_8716250dee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13614447.post-116165841376988488</id><published>2006-10-24T10:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-24T10:53:33.790+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bleh.</title><content type='html'>hur hur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to anyone who's reading this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"all the best for A's (:&lt;br /&gt;don't come here anymore till after A's k?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;too-dle-loo!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13614447-116165841376988488?l=lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com/feeds/116165841376988488/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13614447&amp;postID=116165841376988488&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13614447/posts/default/116165841376988488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13614447/posts/default/116165841376988488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com/2006/10/bleh.html' title='bleh.'/><author><name>meiyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14276880813823089208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b197/lilscrub_meiyan/209945645_8716250dee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13614447.post-116066811557853028</id><published>2006-10-12T23:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-12T23:48:35.643+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Greatness.</title><content type='html'>I'm surrounded by &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;greatness&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Great people. I don't mean people who are super nice to me n stuff (they are, by the way) but I'm talking bout things like intelligence, charisma, leadership, capabilities and talents etc etc etc...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've just realised that recently haha. Close friends of mine tend to be high-flying achievers in their respective fields, and most of the time they're all-rounders. Haha. Why ar?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes greatness overshadows the little scrub. (Or actually all the time)&lt;br /&gt;But I think God's trying to tell me something through this haha. He's positioned me in life, i guess, to make a difference, however small, in the lives of these great people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Behind every great person is a supportive little scrub.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You may not agree, but I believe so (:&lt;br /&gt;(Meanwhile, the little scrub strives on - to be the best one in the valley!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20 days and counting down.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13614447-116066811557853028?l=lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com/feeds/116066811557853028/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13614447&amp;postID=116066811557853028&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13614447/posts/default/116066811557853028'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13614447/posts/default/116066811557853028'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com/2006/10/greatness.html' title='Greatness.'/><author><name>meiyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14276880813823089208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b197/lilscrub_meiyan/209945645_8716250dee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13614447.post-115978904059264635</id><published>2006-10-02T19:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-02T19:37:20.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The shoe gobbler strikes again</title><content type='html'>the shoe gobbler strikes again!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;came out of the bath cubicle and *gasp* my slippers were no where to be found! Familiar scene. I shouted the shoe gobbler's name in agony, almost immediately :" CHAAAREEEELIIII!!!!!!!!".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i barged into her room demanding justice! the shoe gobbler, the nerve of her, she put on that innocent look pretty well. "Huh?", was all she said. But I knew better than that, I went back into the bathroom and looked around, marched back into her room and forced it out of her. "WHERE IS IT?!?!", i bravely demanded. Many 'puzzled' looks and well-told lies after, she finally gave in. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She 'hid' my slippers on the ledge near the bathroom window.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can't believe i missed that. Hah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13614447-115978904059264635?l=lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com/feeds/115978904059264635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13614447&amp;postID=115978904059264635&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13614447/posts/default/115978904059264635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13614447/posts/default/115978904059264635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com/2006/10/shoe-gobbler-strikes-again_02.html' title='The shoe gobbler strikes again'/><author><name>meiyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14276880813823089208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b197/lilscrub_meiyan/209945645_8716250dee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13614447.post-115978902976894785</id><published>2006-10-02T19:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-02T19:37:10.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The shoe gobbler strikes again</title><content type='html'>the shoe gobbler strikes again!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;came out of the bath cubicle and *gasp* my slippers were no where to be found! Familiar scene. I shouted the shoe gobbler's name in agony, almost immediately :" CHAAAREEEELIIII!!!!!!!!".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i barged into her room demanding justice! the shoe gobbler, the nerve of her, she put on that innocent look pretty well. "Huh?", was all she said. But I knew better than that, I went back into the bathroom and looked around, marched back into her room and forced it out of her. "WHERE IS IT?!?!", i bravely demanded. Many 'puzzled' looks and well-told lies after, she finally gave in. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She 'hid' my slippers on the ledge near the bathroom window.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can't believe i missed that. Hah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13614447-115978902976894785?l=lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com/feeds/115978902976894785/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13614447&amp;postID=115978902976894785&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13614447/posts/default/115978902976894785'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13614447/posts/default/115978902976894785'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com/2006/10/shoe-gobbler-strikes-again_02.html' title='The shoe gobbler strikes again'/><author><name>meiyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14276880813823089208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b197/lilscrub_meiyan/209945645_8716250dee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13614447.post-115920417657987194</id><published>2006-09-26T01:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-26T01:09:36.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy eighteen to me! (:</title><content type='html'>WOW. got nothing else i can think of to say but WOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm lost for words too touched by the love everyone has shown me this birthday even though i'm away from home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;let's see...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it started yesterday 24th sept lik jin, darren, billy n i went to have lunch with june ping and zhi ying. It was supposed to be a surprise for june ping and we sort of celebrated our birthdays together. It was fun haha ate at Xin Wang at Cine, Hong Kong food as recommended by Billy (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was late though cos i had to meet uncle David, my mom's colleague who was here in SIngapore. He came all the way from tampines to meet me near heeren to pass me my birthday gift!! Which also included the chocolates my mommy sent from accross the border (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My family called me to wish me an early birthday too!! (:Then Lik Jin, June Ping, Zhi Ying n&lt;br /&gt;Michele came to give me early bday greetings n gifts!! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;very much later on......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the clock struck 12 and i didn't even realise it till my roommates chu hui and rachel came and wished me a happy birthday and gave me my bday pressies haha!! (: Then wah suddenly my phone was vibrating with loads of text messages with birhtday wishes from friends back home and friends here too!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then one pleasant surprise followed another....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allen called and asked me to look under my pillow haha Rachel helped him put it there for me it's my first bday surprise-- a book! (A walk to remember)...so sweet haha!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;almost immediately after that zhao xing my kai gor called from all the way back HOME!! haha (:&lt;br /&gt;He called to wish me a happy birthday and yeah we talked talked talked til it was past 1am lar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha and finally i prayed n went to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next day we have school. HAh I nearly couldn't wake up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But went to school just like any other day, did my quiet time in the morning and also prayed for my ultimate birthday wish - that I may be changed inside so He can use me more effectively in His Kingdom (: Thank you Lord for creating me! (: Dedicating my eighteenth year to Him (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was no PE today. Prolly cos of the rainy weather and also cos it was CCA record checking day (: Went to shower with wan wei n ren xin after that anyways (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, and then the funny part came...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ren xin showered so quick she left early and told us to take our time. Wan wei and I talked a lot in the shower room haha den we decided it was time to go to ohana... den ren xin came running towards us and asked wan wei why she didnt pick up her call she was trying to get her haha.&lt;br /&gt;Den wan wei suddenly said that she "left her bottle" in the shower room and asked me to accompany her back. So we did! and we couldn't find any 'bottle' haha. We went back to ohana and this time alvin came up front to ask wan wei about some CCA records thing. Haha, apparently he had some 'events' that were not listed and they went on and on about which teacher to look for and what deadline and stuff. Haha I was very amused (as much, if not more, than wan wei i must say)...alvin and CCA events haha... and then wala! The cake was laid out and candles lit and my classmates beckoned me to go over haha i could see the look of relief on both alvin and wan wei's face haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and lo n behold! I had a giant fudgy wudgy chewy gooey brownie for my birthday cake!! Must have been Ren Xin's idea haha and yeah sang song n blew candles n stuff and wah the special part came after that... my classmates sat me down with Justin's PSP and played me a video... a video they specially made for me!!!! OMG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha i was laughing SO SO SOOOOOOOO hard my sides hurt like MAD. and tears were coming out of my eyes (i dunno if i was touched or if i was laughing too hard). WaLau they actually spent the whole day before 'filming' and 'editing' and puting the video together (Justin practically didn't sleep cos he was busy editing!!! omg omg omg) Haha. will load the video on the blog soon!! (: HAHAHA IT'S SUPER GOOD and super touching i was really realllly moved it's like one of the best pressies i've ever recieved in my life haha!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and one of the BESTEST EVERRR GIFTS i received was... guess what? Ren Xin's prayer for me (: She prayed a birhtday prayer for me!!! Which she syas she prepared and rehearsed haha wahlau but it was so natural n sincere and wah!! (: heart melt. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, jia le gave me the 'book' he wrote for me for my birthday walauu i'm so gonna treasure it (and not to mention copy all his nice phrases and sentence structures to use for my chinese essay hahaha) and it was entitled 'wo de ye man da jie da'===&gt; .my sassy big sister' haha!!! He even drew the cover page lar walau haha!!! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then after that we (Jianwei, renxin, alvin, peng ming, jia le, xin jie, bok) went for class and went for lunch and movie at cine. Watched the banquet today. Hahaha we took neoprints and ended up 10 minutes late for the show. Super fun lar haha come to think of it i don't know why I laughed so much so hard at everything they said and did. Super funny bunch of ppl la. (esp peng ming, he STUNNED us with his wise cracks again and again today). oH and we presented Ren Xin with the ballerina necklace I saw that day and COULDN'T RESIST buying then i realised i couldn't afford it after that and so i got everyone to chip in :P) Haha. Anyway bout the show, I think it's very artsy. Prolly why some of the audience laughed at the most wrong of times lar wahlau, atomosphere kinda ruined. But personally, I liked the show. (Will talk more bout it in the next blog post)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh MaN!! after that i was late for my dinner date with my roomies at chomp chomp. They were already there when my movie ended!! So i rushed to Ang Mo Kio MRT and jia le my guai xiao di, accompanied me on the bus no.73 all the way to chomp chomp. He kept saying he didn't know where he could alight haha but even i'm not stupid enough to believe that haha he just feels that i'd definitely get lost if i were to go alone ahaha. So much for faith in me lar. Haha, but that was very sweet of my xiao di (: thanks jia le! and wala I finally reached the place and YAY i saw my roomies!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ran over there and plonked my butt right down on the seat next to chu hui.&lt;br /&gt;They got up immediately and was bout to walk away. Haha and then they laughed and sat back down again. Haha i apologised for being so DARN LATE!!! and wah they left me food lar super touched (: And we talked and talked and talked and went on to desert wanted to buy them ice kacang but kwang ying was faster than me. Haha. Then da pao -ed popiah for zhi ying and michele and we were on our way home....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and YAY! HADY WON!! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahaha and yea we took bus back and met jason when we came in and he gave me bday gift wishing me happy bday (: And then went back to the room and saw something hanging from the door knob it's a note n a gift from christine!! (: and then renxin came and passed me su inn's gift and u know what!!! AH-NIU album!! She helped my tou dai lup wai buy it for me so sweet right!!(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then Jingjie called and they have tai yong and wan lin and kuan chin on conference call. I didn't know at first then they sang me 'happy birthday'altogether haha!! (: The school prayer group (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then it was present opening time and ms Chin Yee came in to give me something and wish me happy birhtday too! SOO SOOO SWEEEET!!! (: She's like the best AHM ever lar haha. Gave her a BIG hug (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that was about it i'm just bout done with my birhtday and i wanna thank:&lt;br /&gt;my friends back home (Lup Wai, Foogie, Lohon, Zhao Xing, Quin Er, Ken Ling, Hui Zhian, Ivan etc) for remembering my birthday&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my friends overseas (Jess, JSOH, ooi yong etc) too&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my roomies (kwang ying, chu hui and rachel) for bearing with my lateness (Haha now i have a&lt;br /&gt;spongebob soft toy named BOBBY new addition to 6-03)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my classmates (3205) for the most memorable birhtday ever haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;special thanks to RENXIN who gave up watching smallville for ME!!! (: She did so much! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and to everyone i mentioned just now and WAH!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MOST IMPORTANTLY&lt;br /&gt;THANK YOU GOD!!! FOR CREATING ME!!! and 18 wonderful years You've give me (: All the blessings wah SO MUCH i can't contain it (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13614447-115920417657987194?l=lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com/feeds/115920417657987194/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13614447&amp;postID=115920417657987194&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13614447/posts/default/115920417657987194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13614447/posts/default/115920417657987194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com/2006/09/happy-eighteen-to-me.html' title='happy eighteen to me! (:'/><author><name>meiyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14276880813823089208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b197/lilscrub_meiyan/209945645_8716250dee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13614447.post-115839198728127338</id><published>2006-09-16T15:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-16T15:33:07.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'>randomness again.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="PADDING-RIGHT: 8px; PADDING-LEFT: 8px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 8px; MARGIN: 15px; COLOR: #1a0a13; PADDING-TOP: 8px; FONT-FAMILY: georgia, helvetica, trebuchet ms, verdana, sans-serif; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #cfcf95"&gt;&lt;h2 style="PADDING-RIGHT: 2px; PADDING-LEFT: 2px; FONT-SIZE: 110%; PADDING-BOTTOM: 2px; PADDING-TOP: 2px; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #dfdfa5; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a style="COLOR: #000; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #dfdfa5" href="http://thesurrealist.co.uk/trivia.pl?subject=Meiyan&amp;gender=f"&gt;Ten Top Trivia Tips about Meiyan!&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/h2&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Scientists believe that meiyan began billions of years ago as an enormous ball of dust and gas!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Three seagulls flying overhead are a warning that meiyan is near.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Banging your head against meiyan uses 150 calories an hour.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;If you break meiyan, you will get seven years of bad luck!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Influenza got its name because people believed the disease was caused by the evil "influence" of meiyan.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Aztec Indians of Mexico believed meiyan would protect them from physical harm, and so warriors used her to decorate their battle shields.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;When provoked, meiyan will swivel the tip of her abdomen and shoot a jet of boiling chemicals at her attacker!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Meiyan will always turn right when leaving a cave.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;The Church of Scientology was founded in 1953, at Washington D.C., by meiyan!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Meiyan has enough fat to produce 32 bars of soap!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;form style="PADDING-RIGHT: 4px; PADDING-LEFT: 4px; PADDING-BOTTOM: 4px; COLOR: #cfcf95; PADDING-TOP: 4px; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #5f5f42; TEXT-ALIGN: center" action="http://thesurrealist.co.uk/trivia.pl" method="get"&gt;I am interested in &lt;input name="subject"&gt; - do tell me about&lt;select name="gender"&gt;&lt;option value="f"&gt;her&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="m"&gt;him&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="n"&gt;it&lt;/option&gt;&lt;option value="p"&gt;them&lt;/option&gt;&lt;/select&gt;&lt;input type="submit" value="Go"&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Wah. trivia no.10 is so so so so &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;horrible.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;bleh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13614447-115839198728127338?l=lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com/feeds/115839198728127338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13614447&amp;postID=115839198728127338&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13614447/posts/default/115839198728127338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13614447/posts/default/115839198728127338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com/2006/09/randomness-again.html' title='randomness again.'/><author><name>meiyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14276880813823089208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b197/lilscrub_meiyan/209945645_8716250dee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13614447.post-115837685901886847</id><published>2006-09-16T11:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-16T11:30:02.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mugmugmug.</title><content type='html'>what are you doing looking at my blog?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1780/1153/1600/Picture(11).1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 189px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 220px" height="224" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1780/1153/320/Picture%2811%29.1.jpg" width="189" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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:180%;"&gt;SHOO! go study lar. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;(:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;jiayou. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;counting down:4days.4hrs.45 minutes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;hee hee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13614447-115837685901886847?l=lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com/feeds/115837685901886847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13614447&amp;postID=115837685901886847&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13614447/posts/default/115837685901886847'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13614447/posts/default/115837685901886847'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com/2006/09/mugmugmug.html' title='mugmugmug.'/><author><name>meiyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14276880813823089208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b197/lilscrub_meiyan/209945645_8716250dee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13614447.post-115824020668858510</id><published>2006-09-14T21:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-14T21:23:26.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'>randomness.</title><content type='html'>i LOVE oldham hall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. maybe not the hostel itself. but the people. I sincerely mean that. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks to people like kuan chin, billy, renxin, june ping, ms chin yee, aunty linda (and her angelic kids Lydia Lisa n Lucas n the whole army of cutesy kids) and how could i forget... all my roomies!!! (: And so many others too esp the AJ (suewen michele zhiying christine arti chareli etc etc etc even the guys lar hahahaha) n IJ...jason allen touty etc ppl too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it really feels like home!! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess that's prolly why even the pythons n snakes patronise our homely turf. Haha. Soaking up the excitement i expect. But Christine says they're deaf, so they can't hear us all in the A2 clusters screaming n running about hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love love love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13614447-115824020668858510?l=lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com/feeds/115824020668858510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13614447&amp;postID=115824020668858510&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13614447/posts/default/115824020668858510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13614447/posts/default/115824020668858510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com/2006/09/randomness.html' title='randomness.'/><author><name>meiyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14276880813823089208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b197/lilscrub_meiyan/209945645_8716250dee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13614447.post-115819519790275887</id><published>2006-09-14T08:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-14T08:53:17.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the horribble irony of life.</title><content type='html'>what is the worst irony of life? the most horrible one of all?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;so near, so close, yet so far.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I used to think I have a big heart. Now I realise all i had was a big head, full of air. You'd be appalled if you knew the real me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I thought I understood people. Nope. Not at all. Not even the slightest bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't even understand myself, but one thing's for sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to those who don't know yet, i'm highly INSENSITIVE. (Left renxin to go back alone today, I know she doesn't mind but I just realised how selfish it was of me). i will never know what you're really thinking until you tell me directly, in my face, please. Send me an sms and I still might not even get it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry for everything. Sincerely I am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe you want distance from me. I don't know. Or maybe it's just the annoying part of me you cannot stand. I'll change, I promise. You probably want to keep your distance. And yes I finally realise how rude it is to ask where you went again and again. That's why I never do anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Remembered all the good memories of J1 life this morning. Especially the study sessions before promos, nearly everyday after school, and those bus rides back. And those highly underdressed, but happy trips to orchard. I cried. I never realised I had so many to cherish and I realised again how much people around me love me, so much so that I'm spoilt by it. And how much you (all) had to put up with to make me feel loved. But I don't want to be kept from the truth anymore, the truth of how you feel, of how really difficult it is to be my friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aiks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I think too much. Over-complicate things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know lar.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13614447-115819519790275887?l=lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com/feeds/115819519790275887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13614447&amp;postID=115819519790275887&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13614447/posts/default/115819519790275887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13614447/posts/default/115819519790275887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com/2006/09/horribble-irony-of-life.html' title='the horribble irony of life.'/><author><name>meiyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14276880813823089208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b197/lilscrub_meiyan/209945645_8716250dee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13614447.post-115767522114561773</id><published>2006-09-08T08:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-08T08:27:01.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'>talk to me.</title><content type='html'>i was so sick and tired of studying at one point yesterday i just sat in front of my computer and waited for someone to send me a message on MSN messenger.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seems like everyone was busy so i just sent messages to a few of them. and they never replied so i decided to go and sleep, leaving my computer on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the next day i woke up i had 11 messages! From the least likely of people sumore, people like jit han, cow, etc etc etc. And yep they all only messaged me after 12 some as 'early' as 3:45am. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God knows what they're doing up at that time. Mugging prolly?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bleh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13614447-115767522114561773?l=lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com/feeds/115767522114561773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13614447&amp;postID=115767522114561773&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13614447/posts/default/115767522114561773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13614447/posts/default/115767522114561773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com/2006/09/talk-to-me.html' title='talk to me.'/><author><name>meiyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14276880813823089208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b197/lilscrub_meiyan/209945645_8716250dee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13614447.post-115686746446772406</id><published>2006-08-30T00:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-30T00:04:24.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fraility.</title><content type='html'>have you ever watched &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;'the Hours&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;'?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah that show with Nicole Kidman, Meryl Streep and the lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still wonder why Laura, the pregnant wife in the show, wanted to do herself in (not to mention the baby). She had it all, didn't she? The perfect home and family. Was it her neighbour that day? The fact that she brokedown and told of her illness?Just a spur of the moment?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and Virginia? the estranged author who wrote 'Mrs.Dalloway'. but that I could understand. It's difficult living to please those around you. She had a choice though, didn't she? Why didn't she get on the train to London?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and Clarrissa and the party she wants to throw for her dying friend and poet, Richard. Why did the party matter so much?! And what's stopping her from being true to herself? She could've chosen to be happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grr. I find it puzzling. Humans, such irrational, complex beings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think we're not capable of handling our own lives. We never know what's best for ourselves no matter how wise we think we are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or maybe I just haven't seen enough of life (and death) yet. No maturity of thought you say. maybe. I dunno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13614447-115686746446772406?l=lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com/feeds/115686746446772406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13614447&amp;postID=115686746446772406&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13614447/posts/default/115686746446772406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13614447/posts/default/115686746446772406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com/2006/08/fraility.html' title='Fraility.'/><author><name>meiyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14276880813823089208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b197/lilscrub_meiyan/209945645_8716250dee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13614447.post-115600536802558779</id><published>2006-08-20T00:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-20T00:36:08.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'>faith.</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;matthew 6:33&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Following God is so not a bed of roses.&lt;br /&gt;Serving Him takes tremendous sacrifice, faith, and a cheerful heart that's right.&lt;br /&gt;It's so difficult!&lt;br /&gt;But if God says you can move mountains with faith the size of a mustard seed then, i guess, you can. you definitely can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna go for it this time. I hear God calling me out of my comfort zone. I feel his good work starting in me, equiping me for the bumpy ride ahead. And yes, most importantly the heart. He's softened my heart yet put determination in me that I never knew I had.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Whatever He calls for, He provides for.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna stretch my faith this time, i'm letting go, letting God, taking the plunge, risking it all, leaning totally on His strength and knowing in my heart that He'll pull me through. Meanwhile I'll jump off this edge, flap my wings like mad, and trust that His grace is sufficient for me. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, so sorry for the funny imagery. That's really how it feels like now in my heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tif needs a cell group helper and finally, for the first time in my life, I'll be serving in a ministry. God's timing is 'impecable' i must say. Haha. You can trust that He'll never make it easy. Of all the times He's calling me NOW. When the A levels are so near i can smell it. When my chem is at F standard and I need nothing less than a C for prelims in 3 weeks time. Gosh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I will not be shaken by circumstances!! My strength is in Him. And yes, I haven't felt such peace, and joy, in a long time. Thank you Jesus.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give me faith, more faith. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13614447-115600536802558779?l=lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com/feeds/115600536802558779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13614447&amp;postID=115600536802558779&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13614447/posts/default/115600536802558779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13614447/posts/default/115600536802558779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com/2006/08/faith.html' title='faith.'/><author><name>meiyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14276880813823089208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b197/lilscrub_meiyan/209945645_8716250dee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13614447.post-115323825841896409</id><published>2006-07-18T23:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-18T23:57:39.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'>random.from taiyong's blog</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;The reason why we often read nice-looking sentences in itialics, thinking that they're some famous individual's quote, is that they are made to look special. And if you think about it, this particular set of itialicised words are kind of lame.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"T. Y. Foong"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Slow to learn their lesson are the ones who read this second line.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Un-famous Author"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;All hope is lost! Weird are those who never learn their lesson, because they keep reading nice-looking, itialicised sentences."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now Infamous Writer&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13614447-115323825841896409?l=lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com/feeds/115323825841896409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13614447&amp;postID=115323825841896409&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13614447/posts/default/115323825841896409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13614447/posts/default/115323825841896409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com/2006/07/randomfrom-taiyongs-blog.html' title='random.from taiyong&apos;s blog'/><author><name>meiyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14276880813823089208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b197/lilscrub_meiyan/209945645_8716250dee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13614447.post-115322290623543344</id><published>2006-07-18T19:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-18T19:41:46.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'>true friends are hard to come by.</title><content type='html'>I'M SORRY EVERYONE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i forgot that alarms ring even when phone's turned off.&lt;br /&gt;i can't believe that happened in an ACTUAL A level exam.&lt;br /&gt;this is the most difficult listening compre i've encountered in my life.&lt;br /&gt;i'm really sorry i disturbed everyone's chain of thoughts.&lt;br /&gt;grrr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, been nostalgic of late.&lt;br /&gt;i don't wanna live in the present. future's good too. anything but the present.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God be with me, please.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13614447-115322290623543344?l=lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com/feeds/115322290623543344/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13614447&amp;postID=115322290623543344&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13614447/posts/default/115322290623543344'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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sun.&lt;br /&gt;The mind has a thousand eyes,&lt;br /&gt;And the heart but one;&lt;br /&gt;Yet the light of a whole life dies&lt;br /&gt;When love is done.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;francis william bourdillon&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;To laugh often and much;&lt;br /&gt;To win the respect of intelligent people and the affection of children;&lt;br /&gt;To earn the appreciation of honest critics and endure the betrayal of false friends;&lt;br /&gt;To appreciate beauty, to find the best in others;&lt;br /&gt;To leave the world a bit better, whether by a healthy child, a garden patch or a redeemed social condition;&lt;br /&gt;To know even one life has breathed easier because you have lived.&lt;br /&gt;This is to have succeeded.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Raph Waldo Emerson&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If you can't be a pine on the top of the hill,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Be a scrub in the valley-but be&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The best little scrub by the side of the rill;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Be a bush if you can't be a tree.&lt;br /&gt;If you can't be a bush be a bit of the grass,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And some highway happier make;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If you can't be a muskie then just be a bass-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;But the liveliest bass in the lake!&lt;br /&gt;We can't all be captains, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;we've got to be crew,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;There's something for all of us here,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;There's big work to do, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and there's lesser to do,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And the task you must do is the near.&lt;br /&gt;If you can't be a highway then just be a trail,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;If you can't be the sun be a star;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It isn't by size that you win or you fail-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Be the best of whatever you are!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Douglas Malloch&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13614447-115315057229250198?l=lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com/feeds/115315057229250198/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13614447&amp;postID=115315057229250198&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13614447/posts/default/115315057229250198'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13614447/posts/default/115315057229250198'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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After a 4 day 3 night camp, 10 sessions over 10 weeks today is our last day at the Jurong Minds School.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And well, after those weeks dragging our feet to come for our sessions i would definitely say we never regretted one moment of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be honest, the first day i came i was shocked. The kids were so different, and what's worse, they didn't seem to know that they were different. They were really living in oblivion of their condition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But as we warmed up to them, we realised they really actually know more than what we think they know. Watching them play captain's ball today, I really felt like we've come a long way. Felt so proud when nasar, probably only 10, managed to intercept the ball and snatch it away from other kids twice his size, and keeshaw, made spectacular snatches (then throwing them away in panic), crystal scored throughout, Fahanah never missed a chance to say OUT when the ball went out of the sidelines, Fauzi,  weng kiang and weng hiang played their hearts out too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I just realised how irritating i must have been coz i kept shouting from the sidelines 'se xin CATCH!, shu jun RUN! crystal PASS THE BALL! Bawal block! Kok pang defend!', don't think they heard me actually. Haha. I really really hope they win during the sports carnival next saturday, most importantly i hope they play their hearts out, full of the confidence they have now (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We really didn't think they'd understand goodbyes or even know how to react to farewells but when kah mun told them it was our last day today, some of them went 'why'? and they really actually looked sad. Some even shouted 'take picture!!', and that's precisely what we did (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;doesn't it make you wonder though?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What will become of these kids who don't know better? Who may never come to understand salvation, that Jesus died for them? Will we see them in the kingdom of heaven?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, that aside. I got back my results for midyrs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Math - E&lt;br /&gt;Chem - O&lt;br /&gt;Chinese - B&lt;br /&gt;Econs - B&lt;br /&gt;GP - B4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's quite horrible really. God please help me :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and Italy beat france. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that was my guess before the game started and during the 1st half even, but france definitely dominated the 2nd half and even the extra time but it's really just their luck that henry was injured, ribery was subbed out and zidane, zizou oh zizou.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no one knows what he was thinking when he rammed his head into Matarazzi's chest, but i guess that's just how most great people want to be remembered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'Better to burn out than to fade away'...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this world cup was really entertaining though. Some goodbyes too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nakata's retiring at 29 and going to Harvard Business School. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok anyway gtg study now&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13614447-115261892747255738?l=lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com/feeds/115261892747255738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13614447&amp;postID=115261892747255738&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13614447/posts/default/115261892747255738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13614447/posts/default/115261892747255738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com/2006/07/byebye-dont-you-understand.html' title='byebye. don&apos;t you understand?'/><author><name>meiyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14276880813823089208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b197/lilscrub_meiyan/209945645_8716250dee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13614447.post-115164118735700557</id><published>2006-06-30T12:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-30T12:19:47.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'>midyears over (: hee hee.</title><content type='html'>yay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's over!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it ended yesterday actually. Overall I think it was okay considering the little time i had to study. Thank God definitely. He's pulled me through it all. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chem was an exception though. It was utterly horrible. I think i left a whole Section out. Section B worth 40 marks i just left it next to blank and i just stared blankly at the paper for 20 minutes when i saw the questions. Ergh. I somehow have the feeling that the chem teacher behind the paper is smirking with saddistic satisfaction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway went out with Ren Xin and Christine yesterday to Spizzas. Haha. The fancy pizza restaurant just opposite our hostel. It was our first time there! And we totally made a fool out of ourselves what with our sloppy shorts n baggy tshirts and flip flops and especially our constant laughing at anything even those not even remotely funny. We even went to Takashimaya's food corner and had ice-cream, as well as window shop for food. (: Chocolates, Brownies, Cheesecake and the like (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had the time to pray more this morning. and clean the room today. (Seriously like a pig sty). Sorted out my papers n files and changed the bedsheets, did the laundry, sunned my blanket, tiggie and ah choo, vacuum cleaned and mopped the floor wow. Finally (: My room is in optimal living conditions again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13614447-115164118735700557?l=lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com/feeds/115164118735700557/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13614447&amp;postID=115164118735700557&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13614447/posts/default/115164118735700557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13614447/posts/default/115164118735700557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com/2006/06/midyears-over-hee-hee.html' title='midyears over (: hee hee.'/><author><name>meiyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14276880813823089208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b197/lilscrub_meiyan/209945645_8716250dee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13614447.post-115116184097882308</id><published>2006-06-24T22:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-24T23:19:26.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'>awww.</title><content type='html'>oh well. Japan is out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was expected anyway, how could they have even dared to even dream to be able to beat Brazil. But they dreamt anyway and for a fleeting moment there it seemed wildly possible. Tamada's goal was good no doubt bout that, but Brazil totally dominated the game la. Anyway Japan didn't really play as well this time round if u ask me. But again i don't know much bout football haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think &lt;strong&gt;kawaguchi&lt;/strong&gt;, Japan's goalkeeper definitely deserves some credit.&lt;br /&gt;He's got talent la remember the tremendous saves in the first half of the Australia match and the unbelievable blocks. 5 in a row! By not just anyone but the terribly dangerous Brazilian stars. But the thing with goalkeepers is, you cannot afford to make any mistakes. Guess he committed one too many. Esp in the australia one. After that 1st mistake everything just fell apart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aNyway kawaguchi's only 31, he may still come back in 4 yrs time hee hee. if japan qualify.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1780/1153/1600/3444451646.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1780/1153/320/3444451646.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(photo originally from FIFA)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall I think Japan was quite a disappointment. :( Brazil totally destroyed them and i still think the Australia match was a disastrous mistake. Hopefully we'll see these guys again:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1780/1153/1600/2310214985.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1780/1153/320/2310214985.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goalless one this was. But I guess Nakata did ok in the croatia one. Much better than the 1st.&lt;br /&gt;Thank God he's only 29 should be able to see him again. yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nakamura was good too poor thing didn't get a shot for man of the match and again, tamada's goal was superb laa. Inamoto hmm, did he even play this time? REally didn't hear bout him at all :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ganbate! Japan's got a LOONG way to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the REAL heartbreaker comes in the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;south korea&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - switzerland match. It looked as if they had REALLY good chances to go through. But I guess anything can happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As opposed to Japan i seriously think Korea has IMPROVED. But without the home ground advantage and luck on their side (ok maybe a bit with the france game) this was as far as they could go. Loved their never-say-die spirit (except after that OBVIOUSLY offside goal the flag was raised CLEARLY la). I don't blame them though, they did their best. and its so sad would really have wanted to see more of them korean players.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Lee Woon Jae&lt;/span&gt;, the goalkeeper and captain was good if u ask me haha. He's very steady. He's 33 this yr i really hope he'll be back next time round.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1780/1153/1600/685427945.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1780/1153/320/685427945.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Think he did great as a captain too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway good goalkeepers are old right? hee hee. Isn't oliver kahn ancient already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1780/1153/1600/3948950249.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1780/1153/320/3948950249.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Park Ji Sung&lt;/span&gt; was good in that France match. That equaliser was really crucial. But I dunno he seemed kinda invisible otherwise. He never lacked stamina that's true but really would've liked to see more of him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1780/1153/1600/ahn.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1780/1153/320/ahn.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1780/1153/1600/2310214985.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. Apart from the fact that he's one of the VERY few cute guys on the korean team, I think he deserves credit too. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ahn Jung Hwan&lt;/span&gt; the super sub. Will never forget his heroic goals against italy and this time, the winning one against togo. Think he really has that drive. Should let him play more ma. haha. Again, he's ONLY 30. REally really hope he'll make it next time round, and hope he improves n gets a place in the starting 11.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1780/1153/1600/2298629545.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1780/1153/320/2298629545.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this guy is really what Korea needs more of!! &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;LEE CHUN SOO&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;He was relentless in all the matches especially that last long drawn battle against switzerland. He was the one pushing forward and being erm potentially dangerous. And let's not forget he did score the equaliser against togo. Poor thing i think he would've gone far and he deserves way more credit than what he has now. But again he's only 29. Will really really hope to see him next time round (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are also others like Lee Young Pyo, Cho Jae Jin and Kim Nan II who did well too if you ask me. Ok Cho Jae Jin had this really sulky face all the time and it was kinda irritating haha. But Kim Nan II is a good defender haha. Another relentless one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ooh and that kid Park Chu Young. Poor thing i really think he could've done more if given time. He's still young la and i really hope there's more to come from this so called football genius. His world Cup debut this time round wasn't that impressive. But i have faith for more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aiya anyway. So so sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bUt maybe that's God saying 'meiyan you gotta study!!' haha. Oh well no more korea n japan matches, one less distraction, can study more :P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13614447-115116184097882308?l=lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com/feeds/115116184097882308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13614447&amp;postID=115116184097882308&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13614447/posts/default/115116184097882308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13614447/posts/default/115116184097882308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com/2006/06/awww.html' title='awww.'/><author><name>meiyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14276880813823089208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b197/lilscrub_meiyan/209945645_8716250dee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13614447.post-115078797628944663</id><published>2006-06-20T14:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-20T15:43:08.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'>girls rule.heh.</title><content type='html'>Thank God for girlfriends! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least i have some things to look forward to in between studying hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last few days we've been sitting around in the pantry talking and gossiping after dinner... we even baked apple cake! Ms Cheryl, our AHM, said it was nice (: And well yeah, it was. We wanted to watch football (s.korea vs france) at 3am that day together. We asked for permission and got it but it wasn't showing on either of the channels our hostel tv could recieve. So yeah i watched it online alone. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway they drew 1-1!!! France definitely had it in them to beet Korea but yeah it's true they threw it away in the 2nd half especially. Thierry Henry is a huge threat grr. Zidane too but he looks obnoxious :S But Koreans they really put up a good fight. YAY! hehe. them koreans are tremendously lucky i must agree (that ball definitely went over the line) but their fighting spirit is admirable. They deserve it if u ask me. But don't ask me i'm biased. Haha. GO &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;KOREA&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1780/1153/1600/yeah.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1780/1153/320/yeah.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Picture originally from the official FIFA website&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A forlorn Barthez and an elated PARK JI SUNG!&lt;br /&gt;hehe. this shadowy figure really came back to action in this match.  Kudos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aiya they should've subbed Ahn Jung Hwan in earlier. Only one free kick for him not much he can do lar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aiyo dunno lar. dunno wat to post now. just feeling bored. Michele, Sue Wen and Zhi Ying just went out this morning to sim lim square to get michele's memory card. Then went for lunch and we just finished one tub of Ben N Jerry's Cookie Dough Ice Cream! (: It's absolutely heavenly i must say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway its real quiet now in my room. Kwang Ying's not here. I miss my kichi.&lt;br /&gt;Oh btw these are pictures of us when i went back to meet her during the holidays (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1780/1153/1600/08-06-06_1843.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1780/1153/320/08-06-06_1843.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1780/1153/1600/08-06-06_1700.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1780/1153/320/08-06-06_1700.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1780/1153/1600/08-06-06_1845.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1780/1153/320/08-06-06_1845.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1780/1153/1600/08-06-06_1844.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1780/1153/320/08-06-06_1844.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1780/1153/1600/08-06-06_1702.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1780/1153/320/08-06-06_1702.0.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/13614447-115078797628944663?l=lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com/feeds/115078797628944663/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13614447&amp;postID=115078797628944663&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13614447/posts/default/115078797628944663'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13614447/posts/default/115078797628944663'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com/2006/06/girls-ruleheh.html' title='girls rule.heh.'/><author><name>meiyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14276880813823089208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b197/lilscrub_meiyan/209945645_8716250dee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13614447.post-115062225614088236</id><published>2006-06-18T16:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-18T17:33:03.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'>quick update!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#669900;"&gt;studying's been okay i guess, considering i only started on thursday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what i've done so far:&lt;br /&gt;1. trigo&lt;br /&gt;2. differentiation&lt;br /&gt;3. chemical energetics&lt;br /&gt;4. role of government part 1&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh man. i have a LONGGGG way to go... God help me!&lt;br /&gt;progress has been slow, as usual, but steady lar. slow and steady wins the race haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, yesterday was a rest day for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went jogging with June Ping at 7 in the morning!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And wow. We have quite a nice neighbourhood i must say (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i'm starting to like running more n more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i twisted my left ankle twice. but that's okay. haha, didn't even stop my running.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the killer came when i was walking on the rocky carpark whilst talking to june ping. See it's always important to FOCUS!! I must've looked so stupid coz i was like 'so how did you find out about this route ar june pi- ARGH! AIYA PAIN PAIN!' We weren't even running we were STROLLING and i sprained my right ankle!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went back n laid hands on my right ankle and prayed over it. It still hurts though but at least i can walk normally. By His stripes I am healed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway i went to church after that. Had bible study and service.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then went to city hall to meet up with &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Arti, Ren Xin, Chareli, Zhi Ying, Christine, Carmen&lt;/span&gt; and her friend (i don't remember her name). We ate at &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;analakshmi&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;It's an indian vegetarian restaurant run by a wealthy indian family. They do this for charity though. You go there, help yourself to the indian vegetarian buffet and pay whatever you want. And from what i see, i think people pay a lot. Nice ambience btw. The proceeds go to people in India suffering structural unemployment, i.e. those left jobless in the face of globalisation. Noble, noble cause. The food was not bad, and i paid 7 dollars. which is not bad lar (it was all i had in my wallet)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But most importantly i miss the companionship (: It was so much fun just us 8 gals talking and laughing (i tell you we were the loudest table). What do u expect when we have the CARMEN CHING at our table. Haha. It went on on the bus. We were making so much noise and doing so many funny things that people were staring. Haha but it was a blast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway that's all i have for now. tonight i'm gonna MUG like never before!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh but there's the &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Japan&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; vs Croatia match at 9pm tonight. And S.Korea's playing at 3am!&lt;br /&gt;HOW COULD THIS BE?! GRRR. Both Japan n &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;S.Korea&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; on the same night?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway i hope and pray that Japan redeems themselves this time round!! &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Nakata&lt;/span&gt; do something at least! haha&lt;br /&gt;And S.Korea all the waaaayy!!! Let &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Ahn Jung Hwan&lt;/span&gt; play! Haha. Sure win! :P&lt;br /&gt;I hope France repeats their FLIP FLOP of their opening match of World Cup 2002.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;HAPPY FATHER'S DAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!! (:&lt;br /&gt;My dad supports Japan and South Korea too. In these 2 matches at least. I'm sure of it haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13614447-115062225614088236?l=lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com/feeds/115062225614088236/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13614447&amp;postID=115062225614088236&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13614447/posts/default/115062225614088236'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13614447/posts/default/115062225614088236'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com/2006/06/quick-update.html' title='quick update!'/><author><name>meiyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14276880813823089208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b197/lilscrub_meiyan/209945645_8716250dee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13614447.post-115021726511978210</id><published>2006-06-14T00:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-14T00:54:17.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bye bye... again.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;i hate goodbyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no, i don't hate it because i won't be able to see them all for the next half a year; rather i just hate the &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;awkwardness&lt;/span&gt; of the '&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;moment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, when lup wai and foogie dropped me off at my home. Yeah, i just got out of the car, said goodbye and thank you and went for the doorbell. Short and sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dread those few moments before boarding the bus back to the land of the kiasu. Those moments just seem to stretch through eternity. Not that it's really sad or anything it's just... i really don't know how to react to my family. "So... won't be seeing you for the next half year already...sigh....", or "So how do you feel".... how am i supposed to respond to that?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No awkward hugs, no weird 'i love you's, no sudden burst of tears --- that's how i hope tomorrow will be. Just brief goodbyes and a smile. Buh bye! It's not like i'm going for eternity!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This holiday has been quite a nice one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One week - short though it may be, i managed to study a tiny fraction of chemistry in the midst of my 14 hour tv marathon (Yes, precisely my waking hours). Yipeee!!! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Managed to meet &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;wan qian&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (whom i last met in december 05), and the new guy in her life - Danny. I must say i'm impressed (: Lucky you wan qian, Danny passed my test with flying colours haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not to mention &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;ming shiu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; (whom i last met over a year ago). My darling has found a darling of her own already... Richard. haha. 2 years ago i wouldn't have believed it possible. Lesson to learn: don't resolve to hating anyone, you may very well end up with that particular someone few years down the road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Yee wah&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; too! she hasn't changed much though, still the spunky one i know (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lup wai and foogie&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;: my favourite 'toudai's.&lt;br /&gt;We went out just now to watch some lantern exhibition thing and took lots and lots of pictures, after which foogie drove me and lup wai back. I laughed myself silly at foogie's singing (don't get me wrong he's got talent that boy) and moaned and groaned over S. Korea's plight &lt;em&gt;(0-1 down to Togo in the first half of the match --- Japan already lost terribly LAHH!!! walau grrr&lt;/em&gt;.). They tried cheering me up with those silly photos we took. What a bunch of posers! Haha. My kind of fun :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How could i forget: My kichimayom &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Manpreet&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;!!!! (:&lt;br /&gt;I miss you sooo soooo much!! Haha thanks to her i had my first birthday present this year already. Anyway we had so much fun just talking n laughing and girl chatting all the way to Sunway Pyramid on thursday didn't we? (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lohon, Zhao Xing n Ivan&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; too!! (ss2 gang n fellow pJ santas)&lt;br /&gt;Miss you all much. So sad we couldn't spend more time. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and of course my &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;family&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Loved the secret recipe cake. Happy birthday and father's day papa. (Yeah i'm leaving for singapore on my father's birthday :S). Oh n i helped my brother with add math, took him out to watch X-men3, paid for his McDs order and bought him a digi simpack as brought him his phone. (you owe me) and Mommy. Wow i really do miss shopping with the mom. Hope i've stocked up enough this time (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok well toodle-loo. (:&lt;br /&gt;i will be back.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13614447-115021726511978210?l=lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com/feeds/115021726511978210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13614447&amp;postID=115021726511978210&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13614447/posts/default/115021726511978210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13614447/posts/default/115021726511978210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com/2006/06/bye-bye-again.html' title='bye bye... again.'/><author><name>meiyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14276880813823089208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b197/lilscrub_meiyan/209945645_8716250dee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13614447.post-114960822324419854</id><published>2006-06-06T22:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-06T23:37:03.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'>homeward</title><content type='html'>goodbye all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks my dear roomie kwang ying for helping me to stuff everything into my wardrobe and luggage bag (: who needs boxes? couldn't have done it without u haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;love. love. love.&lt;br /&gt;God fill my household with love before i go home. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok well bus leaves at 4.30pm tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;sorry pre u sem group 8 :(&lt;br /&gt;PLs pls pls have another outing i miss you all to bits n pieces :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to tiff-ah-nee: keep in touch!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;c ya! (:&lt;br /&gt;happy holidays.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13614447-114960822324419854?l=lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com/feeds/114960822324419854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13614447&amp;postID=114960822324419854&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13614447/posts/default/114960822324419854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13614447/posts/default/114960822324419854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com/2006/06/homeward.html' title='homeward'/><author><name>meiyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14276880813823089208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b197/lilscrub_meiyan/209945645_8716250dee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13614447.post-114951603643746074</id><published>2006-06-05T21:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-05T22:06:05.183+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a tribute</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1780/1153/1600/Picture(13).2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;goodbye &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;aaron wong&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;yu long&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sorry your gifts were less recognised. i'm sure someone else will appreciate it someday. (if they live long enough)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. just some pictures i don't think you've seen before, the good ol' times haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1780/1153/1600/Picture(24).jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1780/1153/320/Picture%2824%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1780/1153/1600/Picture(16).0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1780/1153/320/Picture%2816%29.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1780/1153/1600/Picture(13).2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1780/1153/320/Picture%2813%29.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1780/1153/1600/Picture(19).0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1780/1153/320/Picture%2819%29.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;will miss all da whacky moments. muahaha.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;all d best in ur future undertakings and &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GOD BLESS YOU&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; aaron wong. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;keep in touch!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13614447-114951603643746074?l=lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com/feeds/114951603643746074/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13614447&amp;postID=114951603643746074&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13614447/posts/default/114951603643746074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13614447/posts/default/114951603643746074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com/2006/06/tribute.html' title='a tribute'/><author><name>meiyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14276880813823089208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b197/lilscrub_meiyan/209945645_8716250dee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13614447.post-114951435438173261</id><published>2006-06-05T21:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-05T21:32:34.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'>orange + green = heaven</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;i LOVE my&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; new blog skin (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;God bless the guy who designed this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i'd like to thank everyone for being so supportive n concerned bout what i posted. (The long one with me being emo n stuff). I'm sorry for making you all worry but i'm alright now like really!! (: will try not too rant too much (not publicly at least) in the future. anyway. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;love you all&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13614447-114951435438173261?l=lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com/feeds/114951435438173261/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13614447&amp;postID=114951435438173261&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13614447/posts/default/114951435438173261'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13614447/posts/default/114951435438173261'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com/2006/06/orange-green-heaven.html' title='orange + green = heaven'/><author><name>meiyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14276880813823089208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b197/lilscrub_meiyan/209945645_8716250dee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13614447.post-114935145376013156</id><published>2006-06-04T00:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-04T00:17:36.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*snuffles*</title><content type='html'>all good things come to an end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't believe it but i'm actually missing pre u sem! it was a great experience all in all and i learnt so much!! Especially from my seminar group members and SLOs. I miss you all! Yes all 19 of you (20 including melissa). What a RANDOM bunch of people. A very good mix i should say haha. Anyway hope to meet up soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;e314 multiplied today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somehow i expected it la. i was definitely going somewhere else. i knew it. and it happened.&lt;br /&gt;not much change actually. Jie kai was moved to sis yu ling's cell; me, weixian, alex, andrew, geraldine, huiqi and a few younger kids from sis yu ling's cell formed a new group with tiffany --- e413. Others stayed, e314 remains.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At first i felt nothing. Then everyone became teary eyed and ahhh!! just couldn't stand it. went round hugging everyone and wiping off those dreaded tears. Huizhen said its for the best, she says she needs weixian n i to communicate with the younger ones. She somehow thinks we have it. I hope she's not wrong i'll miss everyone lar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But i guess God has His plans. (deep breath)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"He has made everything beautiful in its time" (Eccleciastes 3:11)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;only time will tell.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13614447-114935145376013156?l=lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com/feeds/114935145376013156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13614447&amp;postID=114935145376013156&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13614447/posts/default/114935145376013156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13614447/posts/default/114935145376013156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com/2006/06/snuffles.html' title='*snuffles*'/><author><name>meiyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14276880813823089208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b197/lilscrub_meiyan/209945645_8716250dee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13614447.post-114874191600034573</id><published>2006-05-27T22:18:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-27T23:30:35.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'>reality check.</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;"Lord of all creation,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;of water earth and sky,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;the Heavens are your tabernacle,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;glory to the Lord on high&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;God of wonders beyond our galaxy,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;you are holy, holy,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;the universe declares our majesty,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;you are holy, holy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Lord of heaven and earth,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Lord of heaven and earth...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Early in the morning, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I will celebrate the light,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;When i stumble in the darkness,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I will call your name by night,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;God of wonders beyond our galaxy,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;you are holy, holy,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;the universe declares your Majesty,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;you are holy, holy....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Lord of Heaven and earth,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Lord of heaven and earth.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Hallelujah, to the Lord of heaven and earth...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Precious Lord reveal your heart to me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;you are holy, holy,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;the universe declares your majesty,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;holy, holy, holy"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;God of wonders - Third day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;In this blogpost i will attempt with all my might to reflect HONESTLY on my walk with God since i got here.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last year when i came to Singapore i was excited for one thing: I could start my life all over again in a place where few knew me. I decided to dedicate this new life to God, to doing His works.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aaron (woon) told me that there is a church here called City Harvest which is apparently a VERY VERY good church. Too bad it's so far. THen, by God's divine grace i guess, i met jing jie and he brought me to CHC. First svc i admit - i was in awe. I have yet to see such passion, such energy packed in a relatively small church space 4 floors down in the basement. You'd think it started on ground level and them youth church goers were the ones who jumped and praised God and drove it 4 floors down into the ground. Haha. There was such fire. Huizhen, the cell group leader welcomed me and so did e314 (my cell group). And it was CHC all the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was so pumped up i jumped at every opportunity to serve God. So excited with my new bible reading plan, it felt as though i was born again, again. It takes me 1 hour to get from my hostel to church, and another 1 to huizhen's house for cell group but it all felt worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to join ODAC (Outdoor Activities Club) but i heard the commitment level required was really high so i opted for a milder version - the Boys' Brigade (and it's a christian uniform group all the better!). It didn't matter that BB was considered an external CCA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything was just rosy (aside from the homesickness). I was still the new girl in class, and i felt really out of place in a school that was so boring it made me cry (literally). The only thing keeping me in Singapore is church (no understatement there).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I grew (spiritually) like never before. Let's just say CHC really imposes spiritual discipline (which is good). I grew in that half a year faster than i ever grew in my life. I was praying and reading the bible and being touched by God constantly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met this guy daniel at a BB leadership course. Barely knew him but he seemed friendly enough so i brought him to church!He brought a friend, samuel, too. I prayed for him, e314 did too. We wlcomed them, did the follow ups and was hoping for God them to be saved. For weeks they came to church when we asked them and it all seemed like it would work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The promo exams were drawing near and being 5 months behind everyone else it was really against the odds that i would do well enough to stay here. I prayed and prayed even more. I was really close to my cell group mates. e314! encouragement letters here n there. It seemed so easy to pour out my emotions and thoughts on paper and share with others all the time. Nearly every week at cell group i raised my hand to share a testimony.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;God is good he gave me all Bs for my promos, way better than what was required for me to stay here. And i took it as an assurance of what God has in store for me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After promos I had an opportunity to help organise an evangelistic BBQ. Teamed up with wee yang jie kai and aaron. I really got close to them during this period of time. It was really fun too. (Remember shopping at NTUC with asupertight budget and having to carry a watermelon home haha, oh and the rubber duckys and funny hats at toys 'r us.) We fasted a lot during this time and prayed. (Oh yeah i've never experienced fasting before til i came here) I was also reading 'out of the saltshaker and into the world' in hopes of winning over daniel and sam once n for all. Ironic though. It seems i'm doing so so much for God but in essence i'm drifting away. I fasted a lot, but prayed little. hElped out in the BBQ but didn't seek God to be Lord over it. Dan and Sam came but it was the most awkward BBQ i've attended. It went okay, don't get me wrong. But God just wasn't there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The year ended with a bang and i went for Temasek cAMP as well as went home. THings changed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Throughout the year end holidays my bible was collecting dust. As i reached home, familiarity sank in and i just chameleoned into my surrounding. Back i was in my comfort zone. Went out with friends whom i'd missed and drifted away from God. DOn't get me wrong. My malaysian friends are the most fun bunch ever, i love them so much but they're just not sons or daughters of God. Yes i missed the worldly fun. Camp Temasek kinda added to that too. mY priorities shifted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for YC camp. it was okay. but nothing really changed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things at home seemed the same as before it was just more comfortable to slip into the meiyan everyone knew a year ago. and it remained that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;year 2006 started and i was back in church in Singapore again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;huizhen said we'd stop following up on Dan and Sam coz they simply weren't responding. We'd pray though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People left church. New people came in. Relationships changed. School work crept back in. I faded out of church and cell group.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At that point God is only present in 10-15 minutes of my day each day. The bible sorta became obsolete and yep i was feeling dry. But there was new hope though. Ren xin was coming to church. For a while it felt as though she'd stay. Like God has really called her in for good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then one day she responded to altar call and apparently she was filled with tears of joy being touched by the Lord. That encouraged my faith and really charged me up again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next day though she confessed she's still not too sure. after all the emotional turmoil i asked huizhen what to do we told her its normal for a new christian to doubt. renxin said ok. but the doubt never stopped and she faded out of church.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;though i never showed it, it broke my heart and spirit. The fire was put out. The flame is gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my quiet time with God wasn't even a daily thing anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suddenly i've grown to be much closer to my classmates and hostelmates this yr. I joined lots of things in school, library, interhouse drama cheerleading etc. and there was BBAQ to train for. there just wasn't time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;huizhen called to tell me she wasn't happy that i was skipping service for kayaking course. i explained that it was compulsory and i didn't see what the big deal was. I haven't missed any service before and it was only once. I nodded and said i was sorry though. I was such a hypocrite. From then on i really felt what God meant when He said sacrifice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sacrifice was never meant to be easy. It seemed easy previously so I guess this was the point where God starts to mean business. I felt more and more restricted by church commitments and the christian group in school too. meanwhile i was feeling inferior coz of my underacheivement in almost everything at school as compared to others. I felt i needed to do more. i joined more and more stuff in school. true enough i was near the edge of burning out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School became interesting in a worldly kinda way. I knew more n more ppl, got closer to my classmates, laughed more, gossiped more. I felt i needed to switch into a totally different personality when it came to the christian group in school and in church. i felt like a hypocrite. i was one actually. God was virtually out of my life by then.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Huizhen never stopped telling me i had to let go, let go, let go and do more for God. She knew i was burning out so she stopped me from giving bible study to Alex. I wasn't doing a good job anyway. I never really did what i taught her to do. Never really prepared for lessons also. Good thing i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then after AQ n after cheerleading and everything it became peaceful again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i started to reflect more. Aunty Linda asked me, along with a few others, to join the hostel Christian Fellowship planning committee. Another chance to be involved - in a CF sumore. I felt i needed to do something for God so i joined. Aunty Linda's discipleship style reminded me bout my old church back in Malaysia and reminded how CHC was lacking in bible discussion and it was just 'yes' 'i agree' without objections or any thought for that matter. Then i thought of leaving church. more people left. I was still hanging there though. Just went for service and bs and cg like normal but without any expectation in my heart. But God was slowly coming back into the picture. (You can't possibly lead a CF wihtout at least spending some times with God)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GODD!!! i cried.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one thing i realised. no hyped up praise n worship or spirit filled guest speaker or energetic session had any impact on my spiritual life anymore. it was really between me and God. Now if i don't pray i'm aware of it. problem was i slipped in and out. I was conscious of what was wrong but i did NOTHING!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i couldn't stand it no more. THese few weeks in the light of the mlutiplying of my cell group i was thinkkng again. God i need you. Badly. And i hope it stays that way. Hunger don't go. God come and satisfy but make me constantly more hungry than before. don't leave me my life's a void.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13614447-114874191600034573?l=lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com/feeds/114874191600034573/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13614447&amp;postID=114874191600034573&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13614447/posts/default/114874191600034573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13614447/posts/default/114874191600034573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com/2006/05/reality-check_27.html' title='reality check.'/><author><name>meiyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14276880813823089208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b197/lilscrub_meiyan/209945645_8716250dee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13614447.post-114639975078274223</id><published>2006-04-30T20:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-30T20:22:30.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cont'd</title><content type='html'>As expected, i never found the time to finish off that blogpost about AQ and now my memory of it is already blurry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha anyway, in a nutshell: -&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It started with a run... and eventually we slowed down and there was this guy who fell into the canal, bleeding n all. We were quite left behind coz we didn't really run anymore after that, till we reached the bike pick up point. Haha it was our hope really and we raced to be one of the first few teams. I fell halfway though, haha. I was trying to turn around to find Bess. But i got up in less than a minute and there we were --- whoosh! We even overtook a certain group, after which we were motivated to speed on haha. We were thriving! And the next stop was rapelling. I represented the group in rapelling and wow. It wasn't a bad experience at all, descending a real cliff is definitely much different from descending a 3 storey building. But the wait was so SO SO long that we eventually fell behind again. And it was off to the ferry station and to the 2nd leg of the race at Pulau Ubin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was the hiking leg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took a few long routes coz of misjudgement and we thought we couldn't make it at the final checkpoint coz we were only left with 20 minutes to go back out to where we started. Bess hurt both ankles and we couldn't really go fast. But Ming Hwee carried her bag and she ran anyway, just for me (: By some miracle, we made it through the 2nd leg and it was off to the 3rd leg. We had some hopes. Till a certain team caught up with us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the ferry terminal Bess couldn't go on any further. We sat down. It really felt as if we were defeated. According to my teammates later on, at that very moment i had a look of utter disappointment on my face. Haha now i understand why they made extra effort to explain to me why we can't run anymore. Bess' ankles were quite badly injuredd. It didn't make much difference in the end coz when we reached the starting point of the 3rd and last leg we had only 45 minutes left. That included archery, rock climbing and the last station ---kayaking - the station in whih our captain Mr Chew was stationed at. (Later on he expressed how he was met with disappointement coz his girls never appeared :( ) Anyway, that's where we stopped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We could've done better, but we fought well.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13614447-114639975078274223?l=lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com/feeds/114639975078274223/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13614447&amp;postID=114639975078274223&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13614447/posts/default/114639975078274223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13614447/posts/default/114639975078274223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com/2006/04/contd.html' title='cont&apos;d'/><author><name>meiyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14276880813823089208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b197/lilscrub_meiyan/209945645_8716250dee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13614447.post-114399383059009886</id><published>2006-04-02T23:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-03T00:03:50.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BB Adventure Quest 2006 - Team 914! ACJC Primers (:</title><content type='html'>It's here, finally, AQ is here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All those weeks of training, running, biking, orienteering, pioneering, kayaking, rapelling, rockclimbing, bike repairing... it all sums up to this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok admittedly training was quite haphazard haha. Many didn't come for training, and yeah i didn't have full attendance either, been slacking for the last 2 weeks to add to that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But come to think of it, the trainings seem to bear more fond memories than the actual AQ itself. I got to know the 12th BR Boys, and yeah i now have a changed perception of them (for better or worse i will not say haha). And especially my teammates, I got to see sides of them that i've never seen before, this one, for the better, i will say. (: Not to mention our trainers and instructors n officers Sir Ron, Mr Chew, Clement, Mr Victor, Mr Siow, Mr Lai, Ms Sharon etc who we couldn't have done without. And how could i forget the other team, team 915! I'm proud of u gals! The only all-girl team! Ur determination n encouragement for me, just wows me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've come to love all these people more I must say (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was the eve of AQ. 9:00pm at the BRMC conference room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12th BR AQ Boys team, Relay team, n us 2 open teams were seated on the floor with our backpacks, hydropacks, bike helmets, energy food etc... the place was quite a mess. Hectic last minute arrangements (surely someone would forget something), n last minute pep talk by sir ron. The route has been revealed! It all boils down to tomorrow's performance. The boys listen intently, and yes us primers too, excitement really starts to come. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the pep talk, time seemed to fly. In a frenzy to pack bags and repair leaky hydropacks, we kinda lost track of time. Bedtime was initially set at 9 but we went down to the carpark at 1030 to pick our bikes and try them. After replacing helen's bike tyre n pumping everyone else's it was already past 11! Mr Chew n Sir Ron took over and sent the bikes to the drop off point. (The lorry's engine died though haha and they had a long night after that) We quickly went to sleep on the cold, hard floor. Could hardly sleep. But i prayed n managed to slip in and out of sleep.&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sir Ron flung open our door and turned on the lights. Time to wake up. 5 minutes to wash up and it's warm up time.  As usually, it stretched beyond 5 minutes and ron was evidently getting frustrated. We ran and stretched ourselves and had a power-packed breakfast haha. Bananas n cereals and bread n buns and this very peculiar drink that Mr Lai mixed up for us. (Waddaya know he's a PE teacher haha) - a mixture of red bull + 100plus + eno etc...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4am.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We board the bus. Excitement builds up as we sit in our teams.&lt;br /&gt;Team 914 : Bess, Xin Hui, Ming Hwee and me&lt;br /&gt;Team 915 : Helen, Kirsty, June n Geri (All girls n All foreigners team haha)&lt;br /&gt;The boys sat in theirs too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ming Hwee, who's allergic to nuts, is not good with caffeine too i found out haha. He couldnt' close his eyes after he downed much of Mr Lai's strange energy drink. Oh n Bess took his Snickers Bars coz he couldn't take them nuts haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ron goes on to give the boys one last pep talk. (We're not the stars of the day haha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was quite funny actually. Ron asked them all to close their eyes n visualise AQ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You run out of Temasek Poly, check the map and run, along the main road, following the crowd.... you see the bike station, you undo the chains, remember 012, and rush off... you approach the finishing line, you celebrate, you have tears of joy, you may not have won, but you've done your best..."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I must say, i've never heard the boys so quiet before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Ok let me ask you honestly", Sir Ron continues, "Who here thinks that they can make it, they can finish the race". Nearly everyone responded with a YES SIR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He continued to ask "Who here thinks we'll be the champion".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Silence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha. Yeah well it doesn't matter haha. Everyone knows that. 12th coy doesn't have a good track record of past AQ experiences. Just finish the darn race!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We reach temasek Poly. Teams of AQ occupied the grandstand alr. The hype builds up again as everyone competes for the toilet and space to stretch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The map n checkpoint MGRs are given, everyone starts plotting and we compare ours with the boys'. You can't be too sure. Topo is everything in AQ haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the Boys' Team starts first. They're the real stars of the whole AQ and yes 12th BR has a proud representative team. Brian n Dalbert n Darren n Ivan. Haha, they're supposedly the strongest. We send them our best wishes and off they go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15 minutes later....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Open Team (that's us) and the Relay Team start off together. One of them boys put an empty 100 plus bottle on the track with the hope that someone will trip over and they can have a headstart. Haha. It is april fool's day afterall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We spot our competitors: Xin hui had said that our definition of winning this time would be to bean John's team (ex-acjc primer) -- it's a long story haha. Anyway yep, we see them. And don't like them at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The announcer is utterly surprised to note that "thre are ladies joining us this year!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and BANG. off we go. it starts here (to be continued)&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13614447-114399383059009886?l=lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com/feeds/114399383059009886/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13614447&amp;postID=114399383059009886&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13614447/posts/default/114399383059009886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13614447/posts/default/114399383059009886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com/2006/04/bb-adventure-quest-2006-team-914-acjc.html' title='BB Adventure Quest 2006 - Team 914! ACJC Primers (:'/><author><name>meiyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14276880813823089208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b197/lilscrub_meiyan/209945645_8716250dee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13614447.post-114079955606695621</id><published>2006-02-24T23:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-25T00:45:56.253+08:00</updated><title type='text'>"outta da big sky into da big sky country!"</title><content type='html'>well. oh man. i dunno where to begin haha i've missed so so so much.&lt;br /&gt;anyway, it's 11.53pm friday night now. i've just finished bathing and am super tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;remember the thing about the horrible drama audition?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somehow, by God's divine grace I was shortlisted to participate in the competition. So there it was. Renxin, shimin, wanwei and me joined the competition, representing Cougar house. Haha. We met very very interesting characters along the way, Yang Han, this China dude with a funny accent, Ching Yee, this super cute J1 gal who acted as a retarded 10 yr old, n Weiling, another J1 girl who depicted a distraught mother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Under the guidance of our house facilitator - miss drama queen Xin Jie - we went through a week of gruelling practice, rehearsals, emotional turmoil and man, the drama. Haha. We went through it all not exactly smoothly, but we made it nonetheless. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At 6pm today we were all in the holding area Nexus waiting anxiously for Renxin our lead to come back from her dance practice. We were told to get into character and stop talking to each other but of course that was hard to do. Esp with shimin around. We tried though, and we managed to, a few times. We were the last group to go up and one by one the other teams vacated the room. Darkness fell. Literally. Time was running out. We were to be backstage next and renxin was not back. Finally she came back in hurried manner, tears streaming down her face. Yes, her dance teacher's quite the horrible character. Renxin was told off for joining dance n stuff n ya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well we were all kinda at a lost at what to do. We just tried to console her n get her back into character. THe other groups had like more than an hour to get themselves into character but Renxin oh man. She had to stop crying, switch her focus and get into character in less than half n hour. But she did it! Of course we prayed for her too haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If ur wondering what our play is about...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's called 'Little Airplanes of the Heart'. Renxin plays sam, a 10 yr old boy who wants to build a plane and fly to Montana. That was initially his Uncle John's dream, but Uncle John died trying. His spirit lives on, and Yang Han, yes that China dude, plays Uncle John. Wanwei plays Sam's mother, who tries over n over again to make Sam act like any normal boy and for him to give up that seemingly crazy dream. Jilly is played by Ching Yee. She is Sam's cousin, Uncle John's daughter. Yes she's a bit retarded and tries twice to get Sam to play with her by offering to lift up her skirt and show him her underpants. (She wore Yang Han's the Simpsons' boxers on that day). Weiling plays Cheryl, Jilly's mom and distraught widow of Uncle John's. Shimin and I were sorta what u call 'ca-le-fe' (side actresses) but we put in our ALL. haha. and i think it turned out well. Shimin was Principal Becker and I was a rabbi ( a jewish priest) conducting an unneccesarily dramatic funeral for Uncle John.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can tell you that the worst part of acting is before getting on stage. It's the butterflies in the stomach. The nerves. The crazy rushing abouts. The distracted mind. FOCUS FOCUS!! Easy to say hard to do. For me lar at least. Haha. Wow. I prayed i really prayed hard. I was just really afraid that i would laugh on stage coz yeah my one and only scene is supposed to make everyone laugh like mad. Minutes before we were to go on stage everyone was just going nuts. Suddenly staring blankly into one spot. Then at another time rehearsing lines, seemingly talking to themselves. And with other ppl. AIYO it was mad lar. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end we went up, brave and strong. As Xin Jie said, we go up, explode on stage, and leave. I think that was precisely what we all we did. Haha... I dunno why but audiences seem to laugh at most unpredictable moments. I was listening to it all from backstage and finally it was my scene. God help me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stood up on the chair. Lights came on. Uncle John lay in front of me with his leg up in the air. I breathed in and pushed his leg down. Then the 2nd time. Audiences laughed. I breathed in. And i started, "Vee may not know veeree 'ee izz, but like Joooo-nah, in zee' belly of zee' whale, 'ee will not ezzcape zee zight of God....." yep. there was a funny accent haha. I really did it as dramatic as i could and MIRACULOUSLY i was not tempted to laugh at all. Haha. I saw some familiar faces in the audience btw! :D haha. Aiya i gave it my all lar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone did well except that Uncle John couldn't unzip his jacket at the end to give it to Sam. The zipper got stuck haha. Oh yeah did i mention that of all days Yang Han twisted his neck during sleep today, on the performance day haha.  Anyway we were SOOO relieved it was over. It ended with a tremendous line, Sam saying, " I know, but it's not the same." I think that was the winning line haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prize giving ceremony. ALL actors were on stage and we were at the very last row so no one could really see us. But we were screaming all throughout. Screaming so loud that we couldn't hear what they announced properly. But one thing we didn't get wrong, RENXIN won best actress!!!! Haha and she did that by acting as a 10 yr old boy. When it came to the best performance, we were so excited, we didn't hear it properly. Shimin started screaming so I thought we won too and so did wan wei and we started jumping like crazy til Renxin said "aiya puma won lar". Haha, cougar does rhyme with puma, and jaguar for that matter too. Walau. Haha. Apparently they were the most popular group, the one with the most audience votes and i guess that really contributed a lot. They were kinda the underdogs coz Panther was supposedly the best house. Haha :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah well. We did our best. Ren Xin got best actress. Xin Jie bought us McDs. What more could we ask for? Haha. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're still the best!!! :D Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks EVERYONE who came to watch. Esp my beloved roomie and renxin's roomie who rushed down from their CCAs just to watch our performance. In the middle of my lines the ushers had asked my roomie kwang ying to move downstairs but she said to them, "can I move later?" just so she could watch my one and only scene. AHHH!! i'M SO touched i could cry. Li Ming and Kuan Chin and Sue Wen came too! And thanks to my classmates who came to support renxin and shimin and wanwei too! Jia Le and Jian Wei n Swee Kiong and Jing Jie etc. And to yi jet and hui yan who voted for cougar though they were cheetahs'. :p Oh and thanks kok yi, sir ron n so many others who wished me good luck even though i had only one scene haha. I LOVE you guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most importantly, Thank God. I overcame tremendous nerve problems and came a long way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In some ways, drama is like real life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though I am a 'ca-le-fe' in a drama centred upon someone else's life, God knows it means a lot to me. He is all the way there, with me backstage, behind the curtains, present in the audience cheering His head off for me. What matters to me, however small it may be, matters to Him, a great deal. :) I couldn't have done it without Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This whole drama adventure was God trying to tell me precisely that, that He's always there for me. All my petty failures and aspirations and unrealistic ambitions, however small they may seem in the eyes of the world, matter greatly to Him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Praise Him Jesus forevermore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13614447-114079955606695621?l=lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com/feeds/114079955606695621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13614447&amp;postID=114079955606695621&amp;isPopup=true' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13614447/posts/default/114079955606695621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13614447/posts/default/114079955606695621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com/2006/02/outta-da-big-sky-into-da-big-sky.html' title='&quot;outta da big sky into da big sky country!&quot;'/><author><name>meiyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14276880813823089208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b197/lilscrub_meiyan/209945645_8716250dee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13614447.post-113844643159527301</id><published>2006-01-28T18:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-28T19:11:13.256+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ouch.</title><content type='html'>Sorry ppl, haven't been blogging lately... will continue the posting of pics after CNY: don't worry &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;josh&lt;/span&gt; ur camp pics are sure to come up ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, to much has happened where should i start....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k. &lt;strong&gt;Thursday.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;shimin, renxin, wanwei&lt;/span&gt; n i signed up for some inter house drama thingy in school and we had a screening on thursday. it was something like an audition where they made us... act. duh. everything was okay i guess til we had to come up front n talk until we were told to stop. then repeat what we said with a given character.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shimin went up first - talking was no problem lar of course, problem would be whether they could get her to stop when she was told to. And then they made her act like some mentally ill patient - again, all she had to do was be herself. Then they made her act like a newly widowed woman. Wow. she did it very very well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ren xin, needless to say was SUPERB. haha no need elaboration lar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wan wei did great too! with her japanese rendition of geisha n acting as a 4 yr old bratty girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When it came to me somehow the world started to spin - everything happened so fast. I said some things really fast then i couldn't go on. And when the guy asked me to act like a prostitute i was just dumbstruck lar. I practically got into a nervous fit n laughed most of the time, mumbling some words along the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a nutshell - i looked like a complete idiot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then he made me act like an old woman- same thing lar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dunno why leh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've never experienced such a degree of stage fright before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never in my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not even during duet acting in form 3 or drama in form 4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That screening was probably the worst of the worst. of the worst.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe i just can't act :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that really got me thinking. and i realised it wasn't only that. everything in my life lately has been crumbling to the ground. Even if i looked cheery on the outside inside i was falling apart. I feel so far away from God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Is God trying to get my attention?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That night i went back n slept through out study time, only to wake up at about 11pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I felt so empty inside, i felt so worthless. I'm a talentless, fickle-minded hypocrite. I started to hate myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time and time again i know what i have to do and yet i dont' do it. Day after day after day and i waste my life away. Repented, reached out to God and yet i fall back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This time i put aside 1 hr to seek God and read His word. I cried. I haven't cried for a long time. It felt good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't been spending enough time, doing enough to love God, myself and my family. I guess its time to start.&lt;br /&gt;-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;Next day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got back my numerical methods test and i got 5 out of 14. I failed terribly. I'm starting to get accustomed to failure somehow. I felt crappy again but I desperately do not want to fall back. Not another second to waste. No time for self pity!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched renxin perform, cheered for her. Called ling na (my Chinese cell mate who has to stay in Singapore for CNY) to say goodbye. wRote a note for renxin n talked to sir sammy before i went to catch the bus back to KL for cny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the way out I was feeling better again (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met this uncle on the way to the bus stop and we started talking. Apparently he's a worker at ACS. He was real nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway we went separate ways i took the bus then took the MRT to outram. But by the time i reached there i realised it was already 3:27pm! The bus leaves at 3:30!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh man. I prayed hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ran up to the taxi stand and asked the man in front of me if he could let me go first. He let me go ahead straight away! Thank God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At that very moment a taxi arrived and i hopped on without waiting. The taxi uncle said he knew where the stop was and he could take me there in a jiffy. PHEW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i asked, " &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;uncle ar? how long more before we reach ar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he said, "&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;very fast one, about half an hour&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OMG.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was like the worst moment of my life. The bus company said it would leave at 3:35pm sharp! no more CNY for me...In the end it seemed like i wasn't gonna make it. My heart plunged. Then just at that very moment, the uncle said,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;"aiya joking only lar. haha, 5 minutes can reach".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he even had the nerve to laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was dumbstruck. I just stared blankly i really dunno how to react but inside i was screaming &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;AAAAAAAAAARRRRRRRRRRRRGGGGGGGGGGGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;That's the worst joke ever in history!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the end, by God's grace, i reached at &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;3.34pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Boarded the bus. Bumped into joleen. Phew.&lt;br /&gt;tHAnk God! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's all for now, Happy CNY!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13614447-113844643159527301?l=lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com/feeds/113844643159527301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13614447&amp;postID=113844643159527301&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13614447/posts/default/113844643159527301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13614447/posts/default/113844643159527301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com/2006/01/ouch.html' title='ouch.'/><author><name>meiyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14276880813823089208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b197/lilscrub_meiyan/209945645_8716250dee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13614447.post-113781066493077655</id><published>2006-01-21T09:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-28T19:10:54.753+08:00</updated><title type='text'>holidays december 2005</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;before i begin....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is probably one of the best holidays i've had!!! wow.&lt;br /&gt;btw - to everyone out there having photos of my christmas party and our absolutely WONDERFUL genting trip pls send it to me!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1780/1153/320/Copy%201%20of%20Picture%2823%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;my dear Quinee n me on genting skyway&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1780/1153/320/Picture%284%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;someone's been waiting for this photo for a long long time. haha. Lester the HUNK.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1780/1153/320/Picture%2817%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;the horrible state of my room - packing to go home&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1780/1153/320/Picture%2819%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;from my dear kichimayom - she's left :(&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1780/1153/320/Picture%2820%29.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1780/1153/320/Picture%2821%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1780/1153/320/Picture%2827%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;i miss you kichi.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1780/1153/320/Picture%2822%29.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;all set and ready to go.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1780/1153/320/Picture%2825%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;i'm home? already?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1780/1153/320/Picture%2829%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;helped my toudai lupwai with his bio project. The best bug-catching experience of my life! (I caught a huge dragonfly!) :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1780/1153/320/Picture%2830%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;my other toudai - foogie. The jay chou crazy one.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1780/1153/320/Picture%2832%29.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;from sir sammy of the accoms comm - BB camp temasek IV (one of the best camps i've been to!)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1780/1153/320/2005campTemasekIV070.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;the beloved messy team :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1780/1153/320/2005campTemasekIV073.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;far left: the injured messy tim. aww.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1780/1153/320/IMG_0087.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;chicken bones, messing stones, chicken stocks, messing rocks! :) messy outing.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1780/1153/320/IMG_0088.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;messy kirsty n me :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;----------------------------------to be continued--------------------&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13614447-113781066493077655?l=lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com/feeds/113781066493077655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13614447&amp;postID=113781066493077655&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13614447/posts/default/113781066493077655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13614447/posts/default/113781066493077655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com/2006/01/holidays-december-2005.html' title='holidays december 2005'/><author><name>meiyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14276880813823089208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b197/lilscrub_meiyan/209945645_8716250dee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13614447.post-113717087838318341</id><published>2006-01-13T23:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-14T00:48:01.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bb day.</title><content type='html'>happy belated BB Day!!! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hehe. BB Day was yesterday but sadly to me it was just like any other day :(&lt;br /&gt;being the only AC primer (and only girl primer, i do believe) in AJ... it really sucks :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i thought you had to apply for permission to wear full BB uniform on BB day but it turns out some guy in AJ just went on ahead with it. hmm. Glad to know there are other primers around :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, coincidentally it was my BB Captain's birthday too! I told him i didn't wear full BB U to school and he called me chicken. Haha. Happy birthday Mr.Chew! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;May I take this opportunity to appreciate my beloved BB captain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No one knows why his BB company is 90% girls, but i do believe he's thankful for a bunch of sweet, motivated, enthusiastic, helpful, bubbly, cheery, and most importantly, smart, gals instead of yet another bunch of rotten Boys. Haha.( joking lar) Anyway, Mr.Chew's really good when it comes to matters of the heart and wow. He's just about as good as another girl friend to confide in. And he's super duper generous. Haha. He just loves us so much lar. I will always remember the time when he bought chicken rice for us in the middle of the night during temasek camp IV. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----That put aside, now is complaint time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aiyo i had 3 tests on BB day itself. So horrible!&lt;br /&gt;I had chinese and math test during lecture periods respectively, had class all the way through to PE at 4.15pm. We were happiliy running our 2.4km, as mr.Sanusi had said that we were free to go after we finished. But it rained when we were into our 5th round. Oh joy! We were transfered to the school hall where mr.Sanusi made us do sit ups n jump ropes n push ups n all that rubbish till 5.15pm!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and GP test was at 5.30!! GP test was manageable lar actually, don't think i can score though, but omg, GP test ended at 7pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All J2s were rushing out to the mrt n the bus stations to get home after a long horrible day. Same went for me. I reached the hostel at 8 but thank God for my roomie who again saved my day by reminding me to pack my dinner. Haha i was so hungry i could've eaten a horse. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------today-----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for gals' prayer meeting at tiff-ah-nee's house today. It was me, janis, tiffany, jessie, alex n geraldine. 1.5 solid hours of continuous prayer. WOW! Like tiffany said, it felt like the spirit person inside of us just went to the gym we felt so much stronger iniside! Haha. i feel muscly hehe. (i felt like i could do 10 i-pulls inside of me hehe).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway what i really really need this year is to be closer to God, and to grow in Him. AND I need to start doing that now! now now now!!! :( Life is short my dears. Don't take it for granted. I may not live to do something SUPERBLY HUMUNGOUSLY GREAT for God so i'll live everyday as if it were my last to be able to make a difference :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------a lil' out of topic---------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blog more bout my 'brothers' ar anthony? haha. my pleasure :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1780/1153/320/DSC02353.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;haha. yep those 2 tall guys with the funny faces are my 2 beloved 'tai kor's.(got no pictures of eric) Haha. my fav games group leaders who are absolutely horribly funny to core. Yep. I remember the 4 stages of making people laugh and i really do believe they've hit the 4th stage. They made me act like some crazy woman in the Spiderman scene where this horrible roadside singer-violinist is singing the spiderman theme song. And they started calling me crazy woman thereafter. Haha. But i can tell you that these 2 guys are just gifted in acting lar haha. The guy with the funny face, anthony, was mary-jane and the other one, aaron was spiderman.we didn't win that year though haha. This year though, aaron and eric's group won with their super creative TELEKOM ad, and yep he swept the best actor award sumore. Haha. It was really the best one i've seen yet. :) Anyway, these 2 taikors are great ppl who are ever willing to send a friend off even if they stay miles away, to borrow some person's car just to make sure they make it in time for dinner with a friend, to cry like girls when they send their 'brother' off, and would never hesitate to jump on a merry-go-round and have the most fun out of it, the fact that multiple pairs of eyes were staring wildly at them didn't seem to have bothered them. Haha. Great ppl. :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;--------------- out of topic again: my favourite pair of siblings in the world -------&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1780/1153/320/HPIM0627.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Jiehan, me n Jiekai on the MRT. hehe. my favourite pair of siblings in the world!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;:P &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But i think i like jie han more. Hehe. sorry jie kai. your little brother is adorable.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13614447-113717087838318341?l=lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com/feeds/113717087838318341/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13614447&amp;postID=113717087838318341&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13614447/posts/default/113717087838318341'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13614447/posts/default/113717087838318341'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com/2006/01/bb-day.html' title='bb day.'/><author><name>meiyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14276880813823089208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b197/lilscrub_meiyan/209945645_8716250dee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13614447.post-113665044487204625</id><published>2006-01-07T23:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-08T00:14:04.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'>love revolution.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;joyce meyers'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; message today at church was great!&lt;br /&gt;wow. i really can't believe she's 62! she has so much energy in her, and God's spirit moves so powerfully in her!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've really felt so far away from God lately. I just can't tell why. It's like my heart's not as soft as it used to be. I feel kinda numb sometimes. Quiet time has become obligation and i just don't feel the fire anymore. I sometimes don't even feel like bothering about the school n hostel prayer group, like "what's the point? i have homework to do no time for this..." ... But today's service has sorta poked me in the rib and remind me that it's MY RESPOSIBILITY to keep the passion going on for God! :) Her message was downright practical and the point was so clear cut:-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Love yourself and love life!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she mentions that we all have a relationship with ourselves! how much we love ourselves is somehow how much we'll end up loving others. In fact, you're probably not gonna like anything else if you don't love yourself. Get to know who you really are and stop trying to be someone else! Recieve God's love! If you're really filled with the Holy Ghost you should be happy! It's simple logic isn't it, we're guaranteed a place in heaven! Life on earth should then be a celebration shouldn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and what better way to enjoy life than to love. She says she wants to start a &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;love revolution, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;where everyone's drunk on God's love and the overwhelming love just flows outta you!&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;There's so much power in the little things in life! There are so many opportunities that come by each day to do the little things for others that makes so much difference! Just like Jesus! Imagine having just been ressurected from death! And what does he do? He makes his disciples breakfast! The great n almighty God, in all his glory n splendour, makes his disciples breakfast with his holy hands! :) It's the little things that make us love Jesus so much isn't it? It's how he washes his disciples feet, how he stops to heal hurts and just how he expresses his perfect love in the simplest ways :) wow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh n here's a great idea:-&lt;br /&gt;+ when you're not happy, go n make someone else happy!&lt;br /&gt;+ when you're feeling lonely, go to someone who's worse off than you and make him or her feel less lonely&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wow wow wow. great day at church and a message in due season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s: thanks kwang ying again for taking out the trash and jie kai for the CD :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here i come dear Jesus, light me up inside! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13614447-113665044487204625?l=lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com/feeds/113665044487204625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13614447&amp;postID=113665044487204625&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13614447/posts/default/113665044487204625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13614447/posts/default/113665044487204625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com/2006/01/love-revolution.html' title='love revolution.'/><author><name>meiyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14276880813823089208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b197/lilscrub_meiyan/209945645_8716250dee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13614447.post-113656101303389924</id><published>2006-01-06T23:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-06T23:23:33.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'>puberty not over. haha. :)</title><content type='html'>had height n weight measurement at PE today.&lt;br /&gt;i can check new year resolution no.12 off as of today haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;i grew 1cm taller&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; now i'm 169cm and growing!!! :D&lt;br /&gt;on the not-so-bright side, i put on 3 kgs. (my weight is secret)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this week has been horribleee. so much homework (lesson learnt: finish holiday assignment during holiday). i passed up both my math n my econs homework half-done. i really really tried&lt;br /&gt; :( it's more homework for me again this weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for girls-night-out with my cellgroup girlfriends today at NYDC. had a lil' heart to heart chat bout the BGR. haha.it's great to hear how God has standards for us girls n now i come to think bout it i don't think i've lived up to His standards somehow, but i will start now :) I've missed everyone at e314 nice seeing Huizhen, Tiff-ah-nee, Janis, Jessie, Pamela n Ling Na again :D i love u girls.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13614447-113656101303389924?l=lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com/feeds/113656101303389924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13614447&amp;postID=113656101303389924&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13614447/posts/default/113656101303389924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13614447/posts/default/113656101303389924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com/2006/01/puberty-not-over-haha.html' title='puberty not over. haha. :)'/><author><name>meiyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14276880813823089208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b197/lilscrub_meiyan/209945645_8716250dee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13614447.post-113621376724910731</id><published>2006-01-02T22:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-02T23:02:53.323+08:00</updated><title type='text'>kichimayom no more.</title><content type='html'>it's so horrible!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;roll call time...&lt;br /&gt;no one to scream &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;'roll call&lt;/em&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;' or &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;'kwwwwaaaangggg ying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;!', no one to run up and poke us halfway to the study room, no one to threaten to stuff us in the toilet bowl or throw us out the window. no one to teach me hindi or punjabi anymore, or teach me bollywood songs, or to take us to little india's best vegetarian stalls and show us around Mustaffa's. No one to read aloud from the &lt;strong&gt;Coxford Singlish Dictionary&lt;/strong&gt; and laugh ourselves silly with when everyone else is so stressed out. No one to cry with and rant about feeling homesick (kwang ying never misses home) . No one to call &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;kichimayom&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; anymore. I miss you kichimayom. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but when i come to think of it, even if she hadn't gone back to malaysia, she'd have to move to NUS high hostel anyway. We were just not meant to be :( Oldham Hall 6-03 just won't be the same without you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway i thank God i still have aunty kwang ying here with me hehe. at least i'm not the only one who misses her :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and WUI JIA!!! .... ANNA arrr... why? why ? why? our hostel prayer group was STARTED by u guys! Why would God take you guys away to NUS High? Oldham Hall needs you. i miss you guys. i miss talking and laughing, even waiting for each other when someone's late for prayer. i've learnt so much from you guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but nonetheless, i promise to carry on with the prayer group... that's what Jesus would do, and He moved you guys away for a reason i guess. Go take NUS High by stor!! missing you guys. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enough complaining, let's look at today's achievements:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;homework accomplished: 3 incomplete questions of numerical methods&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;well erm...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;yeah er....&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;hmmm...&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;oops.....&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;... it DEFINITELY felt like i'd done more! :(&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;happy lar u renxin. She did ONE more question more than me and laughed at me about it. so horrible!!! i thought you were my friend aiyo...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;anyway. school starts tomorrow!!!! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;new year resolutions must be kept, and it WILL be.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;cya! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13614447-113621376724910731?l=lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com/feeds/113621376724910731/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13614447&amp;postID=113621376724910731&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13614447/posts/default/113621376724910731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13614447/posts/default/113621376724910731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com/2006/01/kichimayom-no-more.html' title='kichimayom no more.'/><author><name>meiyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14276880813823089208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b197/lilscrub_meiyan/209945645_8716250dee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13614447.post-113613787987022457</id><published>2006-01-02T01:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-02T01:51:19.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'>back</title><content type='html'>this time 'round, saying goodbye wasn't half as difficult as the last time i did. No choked up feeling, no teary eyes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; jonashua&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; for coming over to say goodbye today. i appreciate that (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i met sarah lai n david on the coach to singapore! i met them at church camp and found out that sarah's working in singapore and david is a singaporean studying at NUS.  i got to know them and wow we're on the same coach to singapore. it's a small world after all hehe. both of them look quite sweet together i'd say hahaha, we exchanged numbers. Hopefully we'll meet up someday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my roomie kwang ying came to help me with my luggage!!&lt;br /&gt;i haven't been so happy to see someone for such a long long time. i really really really really really miss my roomies. my manpreet kichimayom too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back in oldham hall...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the place looks like it's under renovation... leftovers from christmas - the christmas tree, decorations looked quite out of place haha. Had a hard time getting my stuff from the storeroom and cleaning the room n unpacking. argh. but i had good help. thanks kwang ying! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the not-so-bright side, all AC scholars have been moved to NUS high boarding school! I didn't think too much of it til i realised anna n wui jia will no longer be here!! I really don't know what's gonna become of our hostel prayer group now... :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh God. help me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13614447-113613787987022457?l=lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com/feeds/113613787987022457/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13614447&amp;postID=113613787987022457&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13614447/posts/default/113613787987022457'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13614447/posts/default/113613787987022457'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com/2006/01/back.html' title='back'/><author><name>meiyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14276880813823089208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b197/lilscrub_meiyan/209945645_8716250dee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13614447.post-113609589297959311</id><published>2006-01-01T14:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-01T14:11:35.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'll miss you, you, you and you. you too.</title><content type='html'>it's been great to be back home and doesn't time fly. Just had my last dim sum lunch with my family and I'm leaving in 2 hours time and school starts on tuesday.  this has been one of the best holidays ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;special thanks to my friends who so willingly fit me into slots of their busy scheduele (:&lt;br /&gt;-- ooi yong, jsoh, kok yi, ivan, lup wai, foogie, joshua, ying roe, shing, yee wah, jon, yew jhin, lohon, zhao xing, jess, shing n everyone else. hope i didn't leave anyone out. i love you guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;til next year. i'll miss you guys. bye bye. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13614447-113609589297959311?l=lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com/feeds/113609589297959311/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13614447&amp;postID=113609589297959311&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13614447/posts/default/113609589297959311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13614447/posts/default/113609589297959311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com/2006/01/ill-miss-you-you-you-and-you-you-too.html' title='i&apos;ll miss you, you, you and you. you too.'/><author><name>meiyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14276880813823089208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b197/lilscrub_meiyan/209945645_8716250dee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13614447.post-113602717513686677</id><published>2005-12-31T18:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-01T01:40:11.973+08:00</updated><title type='text'>two-oh-oh-six</title><content type='html'>it's done finally! move over 2005, 2006 is here!&lt;br /&gt;in a nutshell, year 2005 has been a year of growth; first time studying outstation esp, has made it so special. So many new friends, new experiences and the things i've learnt - wow.&lt;br /&gt;ok enough of looking back...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New year resolutions for 2006:-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Consistent quiet time with God&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Finish bible in a year&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;No overdue homework for a week or more&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Read newspaper everyday (and start reading my stack of Times as well)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Sign up for SATs&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Swim/jog once a week&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Train for AQ: must join and make qualifying time (kayaking star 1 &amp; 2, as well as archery)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Start serving in church&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hostel prayer group&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;School prayer group&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Keep in touch with family n friends (&amp;amp; never forget a birthday this yr)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Grow 1cm taller&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Love a little more, be a carrier for God (: &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Get at least one friend saved (hopefully renxin hehe.)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;hmm i think that's all for now... will add more to the list hehe.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Good night and HAPPY NEW YEAR one n all (:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13614447-113602717513686677?l=lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com/feeds/113602717513686677/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13614447&amp;postID=113602717513686677&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13614447/posts/default/113602717513686677'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13614447/posts/default/113602717513686677'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com/2005/12/two-oh-oh-six.html' title='two-oh-oh-six'/><author><name>meiyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14276880813823089208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b197/lilscrub_meiyan/209945645_8716250dee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13614447.post-113542108341178602</id><published>2005-12-24T18:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-24T18:44:43.450+08:00</updated><title type='text'>'twas the night before christmas...</title><content type='html'>christmas eve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's raining outside, i'm listening to pastor kong's christmas service back at CHC singapore, the christmas carol song sheets are printing, mom's preparing for christmas dinner, dad's snoring away, bro's watching tv, in the kitchen the dinner crabs lie, freshly stabbed to death by chopsticks... haha guess that's ur typical msian christmas (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm BROKE this christmas!! i haven't gotten ANY presents at all... to all out there, i'm really really sorry but you have my christmas love from the very bottom of my heart (: I'm excited bout the christmas dinner at my house tomorrow i really hope everyone will show up. hope there's enough food to go around and esp turkey! hopefully there's turkey available tomorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well well christmas this yr is special. after half a yr in singapore i've come to realise how precious christmas at home is, and being able to celebrate christmas in the first place. i think above all, christmas is a time of thanksgiving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this yr, i thank God for my family who has the chance to know Jesus, thank God for my beloved friends, thank God for the christmas tree, and presents under the tree, and most of all, thank God for Jesus, who came so i can live forever. I thank God for love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;merry christmas eve (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13614447-113542108341178602?l=lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com/feeds/113542108341178602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13614447&amp;postID=113542108341178602&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13614447/posts/default/113542108341178602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13614447/posts/default/113542108341178602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com/2005/12/twas-night-before-christmas.html' title='&apos;twas the night before christmas...'/><author><name>meiyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14276880813823089208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b197/lilscrub_meiyan/209945645_8716250dee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13614447.post-113515255803733217</id><published>2005-12-21T16:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-21T16:09:18.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'>check this out! merry christmas one and all (:</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.syfc.org.sg/christmas05/hokkien-rec.htm"&gt;http://www.syfc.org.sg/christmas05/hokkien-rec.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13614447-113515255803733217?l=lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com/feeds/113515255803733217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13614447&amp;postID=113515255803733217&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13614447/posts/default/113515255803733217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13614447/posts/default/113515255803733217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com/2005/12/check-this-out-merry-christmas-one-and.html' title='check this out! merry christmas one and all (:'/><author><name>meiyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14276880813823089208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b197/lilscrub_meiyan/209945645_8716250dee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13614447.post-113496046037528217</id><published>2005-12-19T10:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-19T10:47:40.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'>christmas joy.</title><content type='html'>"Thank you, Oprah. &lt;em&gt;My heart is happy&lt;/em&gt;", says a South African child. He was clutching the many christmas gifts Oprah Winfrey had showered upon him and many of his friends; with that smile on his face you could tell it was sincerely from the bottom of his heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Christmas Kindness&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; on Oprah. Oprah and her team went to South Africa to stop at various places, setting up a tent at each stop to throw a Christmas party! Kids were invited and they came in lines, dancing and jumping joyfully as they walked into their first ever Christmas party. They shook hands with Oprah, probably not knowing they were shaking the hand of the most influential people in the US, and definitely not expecting to get any Christmas gifts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Children everywhere jumping and dancing, shrieks of astonished delight, with smiles on their faces... wow. If it were already so heart-wrenching as seen on TV, i can just imagine how infectious the Christmas joy was in that solitary white tent in the middle of a desert &lt;em&gt;nearly&lt;/em&gt; void of hope. I could understand why Oprah would break-down every now and then at the sight of these children...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, i love the Oprah show, esp episodes like these. I really think it's great, what she's doing, changing the world bit by bit, being a living proof of what education can do to lift you out of poverty and anguish to a certain extent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Born in Kosciusko, Mississippi, Oprah Winfrey was reared by her grandmother on a farm where she "began her broadcasting career" by learning to read aloud and perform recitations at the age of three. From age six to 13, she lived in Milwaukee with her mother. After suffering abuse and molestation, she ran away and was sent to a juvenile detention home at the age of 13, only to be denied admission because all the beds were filled. As a last resort, she was sent to Nashville to live under her father's strict discipline. Vernon Winfrey saw to it that his daughter met a midnight curfew, and he required her to read a book and write a book report each week. "As strict as he was," says Oprah, "he had some concerns about me making the best of my life, and would not accept anything less than what he thought was my best."&lt;/em&gt; &lt;br /&gt;--------&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.achievement.org/autodoc/page/win0bio-1"&gt;http://www.achievement.org/autodoc/page/win0bio-1&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But can education alone really change your life like that? I dunno but I really think there's more to life than that. These people need a source of real joy and hope and I could just imagine --- they'd be delighted to hear the ultimate Good News, the real reason behind CHristmas... the news that the one true God had sent his only begotten son to die for our sins just so we could love God and experience God's unconditional love for us. It's really a simple messsage when you think about it... :) yet somehow it's so hard to share.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....to be continued.&lt;br /&gt;(coz i'm going to Genting in about 45 minutes time and i haven't bathed or packed or gotten ready at all :P)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13614447-113496046037528217?l=lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com/feeds/113496046037528217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13614447&amp;postID=113496046037528217&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13614447/posts/default/113496046037528217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13614447/posts/default/113496046037528217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com/2005/12/christmas-joy.html' title='christmas joy.'/><author><name>meiyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14276880813823089208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b197/lilscrub_meiyan/209945645_8716250dee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13614447.post-113483643894007553</id><published>2005-12-18T00:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-18T00:20:39.023+08:00</updated><title type='text'>can you tell? it's christmas! :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1780/1153/1600/2005campTemasekIV070.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1780/1153/320/2005campTemasekIV070.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1780/1153/1600/2005campTemasekIV050.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1780/1153/320/2005campTemasekIV050.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;hi people!! merry christmas! :) i know what you're thinking --- PINK! oh man, haha it's a bit TOO pink for my liking too but it's the best christmas skin i could find and i had not much time to look through all anyway this will do i hope, to give all of you the mood for christmas :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;*************************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;BB camp has been great! (as you can see in the pictures) aiyo but there's just too much to say haha, made many new friends and managed to try out lots of new things. Harlow messing comm, accoms comm, n ac primers, been missing you guys :) til next camp temasek yr 2010 cya there i cant wait haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;*************************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;it's great to be home btw aiya a bit lazy to update adi it's late now i gotta go sleep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;*************************&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;meanwhile let's all keep the christmas cheer, and remember ultimately the true meaning of Christmas--- that runs deeper than santa, presents or even the spirit of giving --------------- the ultimate reason for the season--------&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;"For God so loved the world He gave His only Son..." -- John 3:16&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;"&gt;The greatest Christmas gift to mankind --- &lt;em&gt;God's perfect love in the form of baby Jesus.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13614447-113483643894007553?l=lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com/feeds/113483643894007553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13614447&amp;postID=113483643894007553&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13614447/posts/default/113483643894007553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13614447/posts/default/113483643894007553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com/2005/12/can-you-tell-its-christmas.html' title='can you tell? it&apos;s christmas! :)'/><author><name>meiyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14276880813823089208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b197/lilscrub_meiyan/209945645_8716250dee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13614447.post-113431182391215598</id><published>2005-12-11T22:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-11T22:37:03.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;"To laugh often and much;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;to win the respect of intelligent people and the affection of children; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;to earn the appreciation of honest critics and endure the betrayal of false friends; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;to appreciate beauty; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;to find the best in others; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;to leave the world a bit better, whether by a healthy child, a garden patch or a redeemed social condition; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;to know even one life has breathed easier because you have lived. This is to have succeeded." &lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ralph Waldo Emerson&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13614447-113431182391215598?l=lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com/feeds/113431182391215598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13614447&amp;postID=113431182391215598&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13614447/posts/default/113431182391215598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13614447/posts/default/113431182391215598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com/2005/12/to-laugh-often-and-muchto-win-respect.html' title=''/><author><name>meiyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14276880813823089208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b197/lilscrub_meiyan/209945645_8716250dee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13614447.post-113302125320822432</id><published>2005-11-26T23:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-27T00:07:33.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'>-H-O-M-E-</title><content type='html'>HOmeee... it's where the heart is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;taiyong just asked me a very very good question: are you happy? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can't describe how it feels like to see your bed again with those pillows u slept with since more than a decade ago, still as welcoming as you remembered it was when you left. Some things just don't change, but some things, no matter how DESPERATELY you want it to, just won't go back to the way it used to be. Sad but true. Makes me wonder whether one day i will look back on this day and wish things to be the way it is today. From where i stand now, it sounds hoRRIBLe n unlikely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Laughter, empty laughter; and pleasures, temporal, decievingly warm, falsely secure. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Life is just empty if the source of your eternal joy isn't from God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless home is home and it's good to be home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Jess, ivan, lup wai, foogie, lohon, yew jhin, krystle, zhao xing, sam, viv, quiner, wan qian, yee wah, ooi yong, ying roe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;... its been great seeing you guys again its horrible to think that by the next time i come back some of you would have already gone.... argh.&lt;br /&gt;I've missed everyone :) &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Ming shiu&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; ar my darling i still haven't seen you yet, and &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;jonathan luo&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; haha its just not meant to be everytime come back oso dun see you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kuantan was okay i guess thank God for the beach and a blessed day with the weather so nice and stars so bright despite reports of flooding over there. I now thank God for the family i have though its hard, sometimes, not to wish for a family more perfect. I guess distance can do some good sometimes :) Happy birthday 'cho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harlow all my fellow scholar friends back home, hope ur having a blast :)&lt;br /&gt;Harlow everyone back at singapore, my e314 dears esp, i never thought there would be anything to miss about singapore but i really, really miss you guys. cya soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13614447-113302125320822432?l=lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com/feeds/113302125320822432/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13614447&amp;postID=113302125320822432&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13614447/posts/default/113302125320822432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13614447/posts/default/113302125320822432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com/2005/11/h-o-m-e.html' title='-H-O-M-E-'/><author><name>meiyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14276880813823089208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b197/lilscrub_meiyan/209945645_8716250dee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13614447.post-113161117507177634</id><published>2005-11-10T16:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-10T16:26:15.076+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/17/8299/640/hawt%20chiqz.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:4px solid #660000; 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margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/17/8299/320/hot%20pink%20%3B%29.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kichi.mayoms&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13614447-113161114905502112?l=lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com/feeds/113161114905502112/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13614447&amp;postID=113161114905502112&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13614447/posts/default/113161114905502112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13614447/posts/default/113161114905502112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com/2005/11/kichi.html' title=''/><author><name>meiyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14276880813823089208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b197/lilscrub_meiyan/209945645_8716250dee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13614447.post-113161111390713359</id><published>2005-11-10T16:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-10T16:25:13.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/17/8299/640/kichimayomz%21%21.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:4px solid #660000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/17/8299/320/kichimayomz%21%21.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shy&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13614447-113161111390713359?l=lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com/feeds/113161111390713359/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13614447&amp;postID=113161111390713359&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13614447/posts/default/113161111390713359'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13614447/posts/default/113161111390713359'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com/2005/11/shy.html' title=''/><author><name>meiyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14276880813823089208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b197/lilscrub_meiyan/209945645_8716250dee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13614447.post-113161108008445013</id><published>2005-11-10T16:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-10T16:24:40.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/17/8299/640/love%20forever...hmm.1.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:4px solid #660000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/17/8299/320/love%20forever...hmm.1.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh look :)&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13614447-113161108008445013?l=lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com/feeds/113161108008445013/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13614447&amp;postID=113161108008445013&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13614447/posts/default/113161108008445013'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13614447/posts/default/113161108008445013'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com/2005/11/oh-look.html' title=''/><author><name>meiyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14276880813823089208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b197/lilscrub_meiyan/209945645_8716250dee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13614447.post-113161090944865777</id><published>2005-11-10T16:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-10T16:21:49.456+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/17/8299/640/frendz%204eva%21.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:4px solid #660000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/hello/17/8299/320/frendz%204eva%21.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;from left: kwang ying, me n manpreet&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://picasa.google.com/blogger/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbp.gif' alt='Posted by Picasa' border='0' style='border:0px;padding:0px;background:transparent;' align='absmiddle'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13614447-113161090944865777?l=lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com/feeds/113161090944865777/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13614447&amp;postID=113161090944865777&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13614447/posts/default/113161090944865777'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13614447/posts/default/113161090944865777'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com/2005/11/from-left-kwang-ying-me-n-manpreet.html' title=''/><author><name>meiyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14276880813823089208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b197/lilscrub_meiyan/209945645_8716250dee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13614447.post-113112210437933083</id><published>2005-11-04T23:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-05T00:35:04.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'>update :)</title><content type='html'>oooh hi people! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for still bothering to read my blog. I appreciate it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going camping for the first time tomorrow! Haha, or should i call it orienteering. I didn't get to send in laundry yesterday so i have no socks for tomorrow oh no. Will be away on saturday and sunday, won't be at church on sunday sumore. Try not to miss muah too much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's see, what's been up lately...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, my dear &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;kichimayom&lt;/span&gt; finally came back from home today, kwang ying was so worried yesterday she even called to see where she was... turns out kichimayom's granduncle passed away so she had to stay back in Ipoh for a lil' while longer. N she left us a sweet surprise on our tables this afternoon right after she got back. Hehe, friendship bracelet :P So cute. I'm so gonna miss you kichimayommmmm!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been swimming a lot last few weeks. It all started as innocent fun till one day the side lane of the pool wasn't available. Me n kwang ying had to swim in the middle lane and er... let's just say the pool looks 10 times deeper n longer and wider when ur in the middle lane. The uncle working at the swimming pool even suggested that i go over to the baby pool. :( THE NERVE! That was the start of my swimming frenzy haha. I pulled everyone i could get my hands on to swim with me every other day, to n fro to n fro, and YES i've overcome that middle-lane phobia. IN YOUR FACE, UNCLE, IN YOUR FACE!! Muahahahaha....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But this whole week i only swam once coz of the cell group BBQ thingy n of course the announcement the hostel made about the pool being closed to us on public holidays. eesh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, jie kai, me n wee wee went to aaron's house on tuesday to discuss the BBQ n we ended up having a 5-course meal. Wahaha... it was hillarious, the sight of us stuffing our faces. &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Let's discuss food for BBQ after lunch. hUR Hur".&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Oh n we're gonna be GAMEMASTERS wooohooo!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N yesterday. me n aaron spent nearly da whole morning in toys'r us looking for the rubberducky we needed for the game prize. Oh n before i forget, aaron was 35 minutes late n jie kai not only woke up late, he even left his wallet at home and only realised when he reached bedok station. Guys. tsk tsk tsk. We then went back to my hostel to do thank you cards. Met up with hui zhen jimmy n REN XIN n went to eat later on. Aiya lazy to recall the details but though the day was close to disastrous, it was funnnee lar. Haha. you guys should see what aaron got for janis from toys' r us. Wahahaha....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to school for Oral Presentation rehearsal. Our PD tutor mr. hong gave out prize money in angpau packets to day. He'd promise us that we will be rewarded if we jump 2 grades or more in math for our promos compared to the midyears. But i didn't take the midyear u see, n he PROMISED he'd gimme the prize money as long as i passed my math. I got a B in the end so you'd THINK i'd get it but i didn't :( He probably forgot. Or changed his mind. I didn't pursue the matter coz was rushing to lavender MRT station right after that. But it's so sad lar, i want my 10 dollars.... PLEEEEASSSSEEEEEEE :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just realised that my resources are quickly depleting. If my mommy finds out how much (or rather how little) i have left in my bank account she'd probably kill me. But God will provide. He will. Jehovah Jireh :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for church service today, alone. N today's message was on GLORY. it's great haha ps Kong sounded kinda like a motivational speaker but it's practical learning today :) Haven't felt so engaged in prayer for a long time. I prayed with a stranger woman next to me n tears just fell freely... thanks Huizhen for reminding me... PRAYER is of the UTMOST importance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Need to say goodnight to God now... bye people for now... :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13614447-113112210437933083?l=lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com/feeds/113112210437933083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13614447&amp;postID=113112210437933083&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13614447/posts/default/113112210437933083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13614447/posts/default/113112210437933083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com/2005/11/update.html' title='update :)'/><author><name>meiyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14276880813823089208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b197/lilscrub_meiyan/209945645_8716250dee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13614447.post-113008428208947727</id><published>2005-10-23T23:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-24T00:18:02.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hopefulness.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Well. Promos are over. *Drumrolls*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;              &lt;strong&gt; B B B B and B4 for General Paper.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Haha. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;5 Bs---&gt; B for Blessing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I can't explain how miraculous these results are for me.  To think i failed my small test for math and econs just 3 weeks and less before the promos. Though AJ paper is quite easy compared to other JCs (so i think), this kinda results are already too much to ask for for an average 2nd intaker like me. I had the shock of my life when i got back my chem paper which i would've bet my life that i'd failed. I didn't even finish half of my MCQs haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;I love my God He works miracles :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Many scholars did well&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and i feel like nothing standing next to them haha. However i keep in mind that I wouldn't have had to chance to stand next to these smart asses (4As!!!!) in the first place if it weren't for the grace of God. =P &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;But then there are those who didn't make it.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Half of our class stood outside the General Office waiting for our classmate &lt;em&gt;Liang Hao&lt;/em&gt; who was about to meet the principal regarding his grades. It was really touching to see so many hopeful friends outside the office waiting eagerly for their friend to come out with good news. But of course, most of us were met with disappointment. Only 5 were given a chance for retest and Liang Hao wasn't one of them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I might not know Liang Hao very well but he's a smart guy you can definitely tell (aiyo study a bit harder can de looo...), and I'll always remember how he was such a nice and welcoming classmate when i first came. :) It's really a waste. The others in my class were really really upset over it, they such good friends of his. Things will never be the same again but I guess God has other plans. &lt;em&gt;All the best Liang Hao.&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Then Friday comes with another blow.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Manpreet&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; didn't quite meet the requirement. &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Kailin&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; too. But AC's paper standard so highhhh!!! it's NOT FAIR!! :( Kailin's decided to go back to Malaysia and Manpreet's quite certain she's gonna do the same. Felt like crying when I heard Manpreet's trembling voice over the phone when she said she's talked it over with her parents... (teacher mentor said to prepare for the worst but i think chances of appeal are quite high actually) anyway, I CAN'T IMAGINE how life will be without them &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;kichimayoms&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Our room will never be complete again... :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Singapore is a cruel, cruel place.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Anyway, don't give up kichimayom! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm praying for ya' n ya' know what? &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;God's into miracles.... :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13614447-113008428208947727?l=lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com/feeds/113008428208947727/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13614447&amp;postID=113008428208947727&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13614447/posts/default/113008428208947727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13614447/posts/default/113008428208947727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com/2005/10/hopefulness.html' title='hopefulness.'/><author><name>meiyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14276880813823089208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b197/lilscrub_meiyan/209945645_8716250dee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13614447.post-112910568331609719</id><published>2005-10-12T16:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-12T16:28:03.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;As promised...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1780/1153/320/%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%2812%292.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;And this is Manpreet a.k.a. Kichimayom :) My other roomie. She's from ipoh, she's hockey captain of Perak team and she speaks 6 languages. Including a bit of chinese wahahaha....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;She's a bit crazy. Haha. A bit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 198px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 156px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="140" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1780/1153/320/IMG_0776.jpg" width="256" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;yEP and this was us at the ASEAN dance. An event where ASEAN scholars all around Singapore gather together to dance all night... haha. Oh and OBVIOUSLY she's wearing heels.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 138px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 164px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="172" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1780/1153/320/Picture%2822%29.jpg" width="167" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;and this is Kailin, my other other roomie. :) She's from Klang, she takes Computing and she's a Final Fantasy gaming freak. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Recently it was my birthday and they bought cake. So sweet! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1780/1153/320/%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%2821%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;tHE delighted me. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1780/1153/320/%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%2822%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Scrumptious.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13614447-112910568331609719?l=lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com/feeds/112910568331609719/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13614447&amp;postID=112910568331609719&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13614447/posts/default/112910568331609719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13614447/posts/default/112910568331609719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com/2005/10/as-promised.html' title=''/><author><name>meiyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14276880813823089208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b197/lilscrub_meiyan/209945645_8716250dee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13614447.post-112860710450075747</id><published>2005-10-06T21:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-06T23:29:23.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1780/1153/1600/Picture(20)2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Hello again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6600;"&gt;OKay i know promo's aren't over yet but it certainly feels like it! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Anyway. After chinese lit today i felt so relieved. Haha, like ren xin said, &lt;strong&gt;light headed&lt;/strong&gt;. Everything poured out over 6 pieces of paper in three hours, phew! :) Now i only have econs on next monday! Haven't felt like this in SO SOOO LONG. Spent da night watching tv and going online and just &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;SLACKING.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6600;"&gt;aIYAH duwanna talk bout promos d lar.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6600;"&gt;come come show u some more interesting stuff hehe. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;Welcome to my room 6-03&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="147" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1780/1153/320/%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%286%29.jpg" width="160" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Yep that's our door. If you can see there are four handprints at the bottom. Yep and its true there are 4 irresistable beauties behind that door. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;Notice the Malaysian flag? That was HAND-DRAWN by my roomie, Kwang Ying. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1780/1153/320/%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%3F%2820%29.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;This is her. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;She's VERY camera-shy it took me a REALLY REALLY long time to get a decent picture of her. Yep, super patriotic gal she's from Johore. Pontian, not JB. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff6666;"&gt;aND her, on her birthday. Oh joy! Haha we bought her dat cake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 133px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 170px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="186" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1780/1153/320/Picture%2837%292.jpg" width="194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;Camera shy indeed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 129px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 157px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="244" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1780/1153/320/Picture%2820%29.jpg" width="133" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:85%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;tHIS was what's left of the cake. :P Waddaya expect i'm not good with cakes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 130px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 152px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="217" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1780/1153/320/Picture%2832%291.jpg" width="202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;mORE to come...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13614447-112860710450075747?l=lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com/feeds/112860710450075747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13614447&amp;postID=112860710450075747&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13614447/posts/default/112860710450075747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13614447/posts/default/112860710450075747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com/2005/10/hello-again.html' title=''/><author><name>meiyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14276880813823089208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b197/lilscrub_meiyan/209945645_8716250dee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13614447.post-112697625976500120</id><published>2005-09-18T00:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-18T00:57:41.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bye bye blog.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am now officially abandoning my blog til after promos :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha but before that a couple of things to say:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;JESS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; !!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;Oh man... too far apart to celebrate our birthdays together this year...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;How i miss 'em Secret Recipe days, ur Oreo Cheese and my Blueberry Cheese hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;And those days before the exam, camping at ur house, studying kimia til 2am..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Haha and watching the Matrix at ur house...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;And tumpang-ing ur dad's car to go to ur church on Super Sundays...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;And going to Goey's tuition on Fridays after u complain bout how busy i am with PBC haha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;N our baker's cottage tuna crossaint before add math tuition... :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;N most importantly those long girl talks on dat comfy huge bed of yours after uve chased ur sisters out haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Talkity-talk-talk... till we fall asleep n give ourselves 5 more minutes before we start work, then 5, then another 5, and another 5 and another... haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tried calling you at the stroke of midnight but you didn't pick up. :(&lt;br /&gt;miss you lots girl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;Jie Kai your blog post is due right after promos. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;Toodle-loo people! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:85%;"&gt;------&gt; God's grace is sufficient for thee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13614447-112697625976500120?l=lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com/feeds/112697625976500120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13614447&amp;postID=112697625976500120&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13614447/posts/default/112697625976500120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13614447/posts/default/112697625976500120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com/2005/09/bye-bye-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>meiyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14276880813823089208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b197/lilscrub_meiyan/209945645_8716250dee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13614447.post-112456408480425351</id><published>2005-08-21T02:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-21T02:54:44.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;***Triple C ...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Went to a Christian Citizenship Course today. It's part of the BB Curriculum. Hehe, i met another AJ Primer there. (Though i don't quite remember his name) I'm not alone... :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I love the first trainer!! Her name's &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Anna Marie&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;, a middle aged lady who just sorta gives you this &lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;warm fuzzy feeling inside when she smiles&lt;/span&gt;. (And she smiles a lot) She has &lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;compassion, kindness, sincerity&lt;/span&gt; just pouring out of her very being. Deeply rooted though she is - to values, her own principles and most importantly to God. She does the same things standard motivation seminar trainers do, but with flair and she drives the point home plus! hits the spot right at the heart :) And she does that all with grace. And humility!! She kept telling us what a pleasure it is to have spent the morning with us and how much she has learned from us. Prototype post-seminar remark but with unmistakable sincerity. Wow. &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Amazing woman of God!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;She asked us to come up with our own mission statement in life plus a logo! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I gave it some extra thought and came up with this:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"Love God, Love others, Be true to self"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;I'll show the logo on my blog next time. Hehe. No scanner no time now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Anyway, i resolve to achieve my mission statement.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Help me my Lord &lt;/span&gt; :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;    &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13614447-112456408480425351?l=lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com/feeds/112456408480425351/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13614447&amp;postID=112456408480425351&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13614447/posts/default/112456408480425351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13614447/posts/default/112456408480425351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com/2005/08/triple-c.html' title=''/><author><name>meiyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14276880813823089208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b197/lilscrub_meiyan/209945645_8716250dee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13614447.post-112445194261102963</id><published>2005-08-19T19:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-19T19:45:42.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;***&lt;em&gt;Updates...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Argh. Homework homework n homework. Barely got time to blog but here are some updates...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Wednesday:&lt;/span&gt; Met up with &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Yew Jhin!!!!&lt;/span&gt; He came to Singapore :) Haha we went to eat dinner at McD's n walked orchard road and sat down and talk and talk and talked. Wow, i'm missing out on so much back at college!! Missing everyone back there too.... Darn.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;Thursday:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Ren Xin's&lt;/span&gt; birthday!! Haha i dunno why but i woke up feeling kinda excited. it's not even my birthday!! Haha. Weird, maybe i just wanted see the look on her face when i give her Yew Jhin's present. And it turns out to be this cute little pig soft toy, which she later on named "cow". (Yeah man, she's one confused gal). Heh, twas great seeing her so happy throughout the day. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;It's friday night now. But i'm not at cell group. Yeah, coz of some hostel thing lar must be back at 9. Time to do hw again.... toodle-loo!&lt;/span&gt; :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13614447-112445194261102963?l=lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com/feeds/112445194261102963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13614447&amp;postID=112445194261102963&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13614447/posts/default/112445194261102963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13614447/posts/default/112445194261102963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com/2005/08/updates.html' title=''/><author><name>meiyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14276880813823089208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b197/lilscrub_meiyan/209945645_8716250dee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13614447.post-112403093077966055</id><published>2005-08-14T22:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-15T19:57:54.560+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;***He never disappoints.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Draw close to Him, and He will draw close to you..." &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;----&gt;James 4:8&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;You can be going to church every week and still miss God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;You can be rushing for cell group every week and still miss God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;You can be attending bible study consistently and still miss God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;You can be praying for revival everyday and still miss God.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Oh man. I need help.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;At 2.30am in the morning, I cried out to God... &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;"Please show Yourself to me....ahhhhh!!!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; I'm just SO desperate....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;True enough, during church service today, God's presence was felt so strongly. Tears fell for no apparent reason. It was not the song, the mood or emotion. Nothing else could've been so strong and real. It was His presence :) There's no greater delight than that!!! He gave me visions, small though they were, i'm trusting on it to lead me on. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Anyway church today was great. :) Was late for bible study though :P But great nonetheless. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Btw, one thing i realised today, though i've lost lots of friends back in Malaysia, God still has blessed me with a few great ones here. :) &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Jie Kai n Jie Han&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; decided to accompany me home coz i was alone even after waiting so long to go back with the others. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Kwang Ying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, my roomate, kinda got caught n lectured by the boarding master for secretly da-pau ing my dinner for me. And i never even asked her to get me dinner! Haha. Whoa. N &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;wui jia&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, my lovely hostel mate, hehe. She understands what i'm going through in our walk with God. :) N &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Tiff-ah-Nee and Janis Ah ma&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; too. Hehe. So sweet, they wrote me postcards!! :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;so many blessings... and still counting... :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13614447-112403093077966055?l=lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com/feeds/112403093077966055/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13614447&amp;postID=112403093077966055&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13614447/posts/default/112403093077966055'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13614447/posts/default/112403093077966055'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com/2005/08/he-never-disappoints.html' title=''/><author><name>meiyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14276880813823089208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b197/lilscrub_meiyan/209945645_8716250dee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13614447.post-112395566768893593</id><published>2005-08-14T01:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-14T01:54:27.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;***&lt;strong&gt;God... where are you?!?!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Here I am humbled&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;by your Majesty&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Covered by your grace so free&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Here I am, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;knowing I'm a sinful man&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Covered by the blood of the Lamb&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Now I've found the greatest love of all is mine&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Since you laid down your life&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The greatest sacrificeMajesty,&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Majesty&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Your grace has found me just as I am&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Empty handed, but alive in your hands&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Majesty, Majesty&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Forever I am changed by your love&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;In the presence of your Majesty&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Here I am humbled by the love that you give&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Forgiven so that I can forgive&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Here I stand, knowing that I'm your desire&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sanctified by glory and fire&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Now I've found the greatest love of all is mine&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Since you laid down your life&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The greatest sacrifice..."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#33ff33;"&gt;----&gt; Delirious? Majesty&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Oh man. I love this song.:) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I feel really really bad coz i've wasted nearly the whole day, not studying when i should've been doing so. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I just feel really sick n tired of studying and struggling to finish homework. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Never felt so stressed about studies before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;But then again studies somehow never mattered so much in the past. Contrary to what most would think though, i've discovered lately that i'm not so intellectually gifted after all. I need to work my butt off to understand some stupid simple thing!!! Now i'm responsible for my studies. I owe it to MoE, I owe it to my parents, I owe it to myself, I owe it to God, I owe it to everyone to do well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Oh man.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;And just when it's near impossible for me to even pass my promos. I'm six months behind in everything!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Then God decides to hide Himself from me, at this moment. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;He decides to test my faith now, at this very moment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm tired. God...please carry my burdens for me...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I will rely on You for a miracle...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"&lt;strong&gt;Faith&lt;/strong&gt; is being sure of what we hope for, and certain of what we do not see."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;--- Hebrews 11:1&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;In You I trust.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13614447-112395566768893593?l=lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com/feeds/112395566768893593/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13614447&amp;postID=112395566768893593&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13614447/posts/default/112395566768893593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13614447/posts/default/112395566768893593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com/2005/08/god.html' title=''/><author><name>meiyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14276880813823089208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b197/lilscrub_meiyan/209945645_8716250dee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13614447.post-112329405800314833</id><published>2005-08-06T09:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-06T10:07:38.010+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;***Festival of Praise...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Oh my gosh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Festival of Praise&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; was &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;good.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Hillsong and Delirious&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; were &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;great.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;The presence of God&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; was... &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;amazing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#333333;"&gt;The Singapore Indoor Stadium was packed! The other E314 friends all started Q-ing up at 4.30pm just so we could go in when the gates open at 6pm. Me n Jing Jie came late (my fault sorry :P) so we had to, ahem, 'find our way' to the middle of the Q where the other CG members were. Hehe. We did it! Thanks to Jie Kai and his innocent looks. When the gates finally opened we had to rush in. No food allowed in the stadium, so we tried as much as we can to gobble down the bread we bought. :P Walau. We really looked like idoits there and then. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#333333;"&gt;We waited till 7.30pm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#333333;"&gt;The praise n worship session finally started! Hillsong came up first, then Delirious. WOW! Dunno how to describe lar it was just great. :) In the end so many people accepted Jesus into their hearts. Great miracles just come when God is there. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#333333;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#333333;"&gt;The whole thing ended quite late so i missed the hostel curfew :P But all's good. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13614447-112329405800314833?l=lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com/feeds/112329405800314833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13614447&amp;postID=112329405800314833&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13614447/posts/default/112329405800314833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13614447/posts/default/112329405800314833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com/2005/08/festival-of-praise.html' title=''/><author><name>meiyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14276880813823089208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b197/lilscrub_meiyan/209945645_8716250dee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13614447.post-112316923650143961</id><published>2005-08-04T23:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-04T23:27:16.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;ahhhh!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;i lost the entry i took 30 minutes to type.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;darn blog. You're a waste of my time. :(&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/13614447-112316923650143961?l=lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com/feeds/112316923650143961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13614447&amp;postID=112316923650143961&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13614447/posts/default/112316923650143961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13614447/posts/default/112316923650143961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com/2005/08/ahhhh-i-lost-entry-i-took-30-minutes.html' title=''/><author><name>meiyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14276880813823089208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b197/lilscrub_meiyan/209945645_8716250dee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13614447.post-112265850537302197</id><published>2005-07-30T00:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-30T01:35:05.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;***Deeply loved, greatly blessed, highly favoured...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;3:35pm : I can't wait til' class is over, and thus the start of my weekend - most importantly cell group. Wahahaha can't wait...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Met Jing Jie at the bus stop before we went to Janis' house to prepare refreshments. &lt;em&gt;Wahaha, sorry, amendments to my last entry: Jing Jie wasn't nervous at all (so he claims), my mistake anyway&lt;/em&gt;. Then went to buy bread n tuna n tomatoes to make sandwiches. All went quite well but we didn't know what lettuce looked like. :P Haha luckily got label. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Then tiffany called and asked us to buy sugar. But too late d the only store was at the MRT station and luckily the nice store aunty willingly sold us sugar loose, for 50 cents only sumore. :) Thank God. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Reached Janis' house n started preparing stuff. Hehe, me &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Tiffany n Jesse&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; made jelly and fried nuggets while Janis was busy making sausages n stressing herself out in the kitchen. Not bad lar we gals quite effecient actually. Quite fun oso though we were rushing and panicking haha:) &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Jing Jie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; did the sandwiches on his own. Haha, really. Fed Janis' rabbits the leftover lettuce. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Then with &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;WeiXian n Yi Hui&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; as well we went over to &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Hui Zhen's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; (CG leader) house. Cell group was great la! 3 new friends. :) All from &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Wee Yang's&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; class. Haha, never knew Wee Yang so capable ar. 3 gals. ;) One of them, Cindy, from Malaysia sumore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Lester's&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; testimony was...walau. Tremendous lar. Oscar-deserving speech. Really. How great is our God who transforms the shatters of our broken lives and restores the ultimate joy in life! The Sacred Delight of the Lord that can never be taken away by any circumstance... :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;During Hui Zhen's sharing there was one thing that really hit me - never be afraid to dream big. God never meant for us to dream small. I dream of revival in AJ, though we start small, we should never dream small. It reminded me of my home church RLC :) Pastor Joshua always said... &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;For the poorest are not those without money, but those without dreams.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;color:#000000;"&gt;Anyway after CG i decided to take the cab back at 1030 so i could stay a little longer for fellowship. Then my grandauntie called. &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Aunty Dolly&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Hehe. Don't think i've met her before. But i'm meeting her and my granduncle and some of the cousins i've never met before this Sunday! :) Wow. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Well, took a cab back with &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Jie Han n Aaron&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; a.k.a. Harry and reached back the hostel in time. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I'm listening to Michael Buble's song - &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Home&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; right now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"Another day has gone away in Paris n Rome, &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I'm lucky i know, but I wanna go home..."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I still miss home. There's no place like it no matter what.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;but...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I thank God for roomies - &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Kwang Ying n Manpreet n Kailin&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; who remind me of family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I miss &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;SS2 cell group&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; back home too. :) Yeah you guys, &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;E.T., meiyii, huiyii, tian an, kee wai, krys, ivan, pei wen&lt;/span&gt; n everyone ahh....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;but...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I thank God for&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;E314&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, the beloved cell group that has made me feel at home in this crazy place. :)&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13614447-112265850537302197?l=lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com/feeds/112265850537302197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13614447&amp;postID=112265850537302197&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13614447/posts/default/112265850537302197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13614447/posts/default/112265850537302197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com/2005/07/deeply-loved-greatly-blessed-highly.html' title=''/><author><name>meiyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14276880813823089208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b197/lilscrub_meiyan/209945645_8716250dee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13614447.post-112254557572398497</id><published>2005-07-28T18:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-28T18:12:55.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;***Jalur Gemilang, kita semua bersatu, Jalur Gemilang lalalalala...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Wahaha... the only songs that are in my head now are patriotic songs. Malaysian patriotic songs. Thanks to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Kwang Ying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; lar... haha, she n her NS ideologies...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Cell group's on tomorrow. Gonna be lotsa fun, i hope. :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Anyway i tried to get shi min to come to cell group tomorrow but well...i failed. :P &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Shi min&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; WHY WHY WHY??? Haha, nevermind i'm patient. One day you will come, one day... Hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I just realised today how well i actually know my relatives. My dad's been bugging me to call my granduncle in Singapore to wish him a happy birthday since i can't be there to celebrate with him this Saturday. So i called and i said, "Hello &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;kau gong&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;! I heard it's your birthday this Saturday..." Before i could finish, he said, "&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;No, it's not my birthday&lt;/span&gt; this Saturday". Oops.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Haha apparently &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;i got the wrong granduncle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. Ahhh so malu. :P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13614447-112254557572398497?l=lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com/feeds/112254557572398497/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13614447&amp;postID=112254557572398497&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13614447/posts/default/112254557572398497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13614447/posts/default/112254557572398497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com/2005/07/jalur-gemilang-kita-semua-bersatu.html' title=''/><author><name>meiyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14276880813823089208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b197/lilscrub_meiyan/209945645_8716250dee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13614447.post-112247558851822589</id><published>2005-07-27T21:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-27T22:46:28.553+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;***The First Step.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Forgot to blog bout yesterday. Oops.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;It was raining in the morning and i really really didn't wanna get out of bed. I had an MC for that day sumore. But i chose to go to school. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Jing Jie and I had practised a little yesterday for today's praise and worship. I invited Billy and Darren to the session this morning. Jing Jie invited Jia Le and his classmate too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Haha, we were clueless. Dunno what to do. But i guess the prayers worked. Submit everything to the Lord and He will guide you. It started fairly well, with prayer and all. Then Jing Jie started struming the guitar, yeah and you could feel he was nervous haha. But we continued to pray for God's presence to come. Though it was a little awkward (coz there were no song sheets), slowly but surely, it came. But the bell rang too soon. Argh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Ah well. God has given us visions bout revival in AJ. But we all have to start somewhere... It's a beginning, and not a bad one. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13614447-112247558851822589?l=lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com/feeds/112247558851822589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13614447&amp;postID=112247558851822589&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13614447/posts/default/112247558851822589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13614447/posts/default/112247558851822589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com/2005/07/first-step.html' title=''/><author><name>meiyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14276880813823089208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b197/lilscrub_meiyan/209945645_8716250dee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13614447.post-112245710423969253</id><published>2005-07-27T17:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-27T17:38:24.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1780/1153/1600/Picture(32).jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;***broadband- Wheeee....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Yo people!!! I'm back n' bloggin'!! Wahaha... broadband in my room now... so happy :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Anyway...wow, i really don't know where to start, just so much has happened. Been busy busy busy lately...I'm still 5 months behind in my schoolwork and i'm struggling everyday just to finish my homework. Oh gosh. Promo's are in 2 months time please pray for me people. haha. :-/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I'm really thankful for my roomies. :) &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Kwang Ying&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; from Johore, &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Manpreet&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; from Ipoh and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;Kailin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; from Klang. They've made Singapore bearable for me. Haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Kwang Ying's an overly-patriotic, brainwashed NS participant, quiet at times, but watch out! Manpreet the hot, banghra-dancing, nonsensical hockey player and Kailin the final fantasy gaming freak who loves all food. What a lovely combination. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;We had a door decorating contest a few weeks before and we totally left out the eco-friendly criteria when we went to buy our materials. Oops. Spent lotsa time on the door thingy (though it was very last minute) and in the end we got 3rd. Out of 4. Haha. Sad and pathetic. I know. :P But it doesn't matter lar. We had fun, didn't we, &lt;em&gt;kichimayom? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Oh yeah, City Harvest Church has made Singapore much more bearable for me as well. :) It's something i look forward to every week. :) Cell group on friday nights and church services on saturday mornings. Though it takes me 1n a half hours to get to and back from those venues, and rush back to meet the hostel's curfew, it's SO worth it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Hmmm... anyway that's all i have to blog about for now. :P Toodle-loo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13614447-112245710423969253?l=lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com/feeds/112245710423969253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13614447&amp;postID=112245710423969253&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13614447/posts/default/112245710423969253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13614447/posts/default/112245710423969253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com/2005/07/broadband-wheeee.html' title=''/><author><name>meiyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14276880813823089208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b197/lilscrub_meiyan/209945645_8716250dee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13614447.post-112081394804456481</id><published>2005-07-07T23:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-08T17:12:28.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;***&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Shoe Gobbler&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Nothing much today. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Chareli&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, my cluster captain, stole my slippers while i was bathing today!!! Terrible. I forgave her for her despicable act though. :) After i forced a confession out of her. ;) Hehe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Cut my thumb while i was handling scissors. My right thumb! And i had homework to finish sumore. :( Sigh. I'm missing a whole lot of fun back home at the A Levels Annual Ball. Darn. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;But all's good. &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Expecting good things to happen soon&lt;/span&gt;... :) God has promised it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13614447-112081394804456481?l=lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com/feeds/112081394804456481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13614447&amp;postID=112081394804456481&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13614447/posts/default/112081394804456481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13614447/posts/default/112081394804456481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com/2005/07/shoe-gobbler-nothing-much-today.html' title=''/><author><name>meiyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14276880813823089208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b197/lilscrub_meiyan/209945645_8716250dee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13614447.post-112081363376592225</id><published>2005-07-06T17:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-08T17:07:34.833+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;**Church day...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Went to New Creation Church with the usual Chris, Billy and Darren again this morning. June Teng came along, she's joining the church too! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Went to City Harvest Church after that. hMM. Lazy to describe lar. But in a nutshell, it's real good! THE energy... the passion... the commitment, God's presence... everything. Wow. Thanks Jing Jie for bringing me there. :) Nice people at cell too. Funny people. Hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13614447-112081363376592225?l=lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com/feeds/112081363376592225/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13614447&amp;postID=112081363376592225&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13614447/posts/default/112081363376592225'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13614447/posts/default/112081363376592225'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com/2005/07/church-day.html' title=''/><author><name>meiyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14276880813823089208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b197/lilscrub_meiyan/209945645_8716250dee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13614447.post-112081329317379356</id><published>2005-07-02T21:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-08T17:01:33.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;**Roomies... Family... :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Went out with my roommates, Manpreet and Kailin today. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Manpreet brought us to Little India, it's sort of the Indian version of Chinatown, which coincidentally is only 2 MRT stops away. Went to this restaurant to eat. Had Butter Naan with Tandoori Chicken. The lunch cost me $16! I shared it with Kaillin sumore. But it was good nonetheless. :) Oh and after that we were officially family, because the restaurant we went to, was a family restaurant. :) Hehe. Roomies = Family.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;After that we went to Orchard, and made it just in time for War of the Worlds. sO ... exciting. :P Definitely worth watching. (Especially the part where the alien stuck a thing into the human and sucked the blood out from him. ERgh. Just like straws.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13614447-112081329317379356?l=lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com/feeds/112081329317379356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13614447&amp;postID=112081329317379356&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13614447/posts/default/112081329317379356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13614447/posts/default/112081329317379356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com/2005/07/roomies.html' title=''/><author><name>meiyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14276880813823089208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b197/lilscrub_meiyan/209945645_8716250dee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13614447.post-112057133603985873</id><published>2005-07-02T21:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-05T21:48:56.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;***Haven’t blogged in a while…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing’s free in this world really. The wireless connection that I could detect in my room that day has now become a secured connection. Network key required. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it’s Saturday night and I’m in the common room right now while everyone else is out. Haha, but it’s not that bad lar. Like they say, the hostel is “&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;home away from home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;”…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well &lt;strong&gt;summary of the week&lt;/strong&gt; –&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Monday:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Went for General Paper (GP) Test in the afternoon. Rather not talk bout the paper haha. =P Ooh 4 girls from our hostel got the JPA scholarship after appealing! They’re all leaving! You could tell everyone was in quite a bad mood. Jealous lar. Haha. They have “a freaking ticket out of HELL!!!” &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Tuesday:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Went for Chem Lab session this morning. Ahh!! The burets they use are clip burets. Hurt my fingers when I tried to press them together with my two fingers. =( People say u just have to get used to it. After that went to Suntech to buy a laundry basket. I carried the big metal frame basket thingy to the bus stop and waited for the bus. I waited for the bus for 40 minutes! Then only realized the first bus comes at 1930 hours =P Felt so stupid lar. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Wednesday:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; No school today! Haha. Saw pei ying off today. Pei Ying, Wan Ying, Ru Xing and Arwin are all going off with their new JPA scholarships… leaving us all behind. Study time at night, we spent talking. Hehe, me n my roomies. =) Manpreet, Kailin, Kwang Ying n me we were talking bout everything under the sun. We talked the whole study time through =P Man I thank God for roommates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Thursday:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; Went to school for the 2nd chem lab session. Then went out at night with ren xin and sue wen while the other further math students were still studying for the exams. =P We went to get cheesecake! =) Then went to Marche to eat sumore. Haha. Talked bout hot guys. Which are very rare in Singapore. Really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Friday:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; No school! =) Went out at noon with ren xin. Went to novena to eat cheesecake. AHH! We kena con lar. $2.90 for cheesecake is just too good to be true. Turns out the strawberry cheesecake is just sponge cake with strawberry cream. =( Saddening lar. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Then I walked around a bit, killed time till it was 2.30pm. Left for Dover station. Reached there half n hour earlier than me n Shi Min, my project work group leader, had agreed to meet. She had to wait for her friend, Joyce, who was late. Haha. Damn funny lar those 2 together. You simply cannot stop laughing round them. I got stomach muscle cramps from laughing too hard! Anyway, we traveled all the way to Ngee Ann Polytechnic, nearly lost our way in the campus itself, but finally, we found the lecturer we were supposed to interview. =P Not enough questions to ask but smart us, we came out with so many spontaneous questions in the end ;) Turned out alright. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Jia Le came to join us. Then we all went to see Jian Wei, another classmate, who has just had his foot operation. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Of course we got lost again lar. Took the lift so many times before we found the place. So many classmates there. First time I see someone so happy staying in the hospital. But he was okay I guess. =) We were told off quite a few times to shut up. Making too much noise. Haha. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Then I had to rush to church. Chris, Billy, Darren (hostel mates) had booked a seat for me. The sharing was good. =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Met more hostel mates on the way back. All my 6th floor friends hehe =) Luckily lar. We were ALL late for our floor event. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;There were lots of food from different countries on different tables. Philipines, Thailand, Laos etc. Hehe. We were munching on our muruku’s till our AHM, Gan Ann said, “Eh you Malaysians, stop eating your own food!” Haha. But it’s true lar, Malaysian’s table the best. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13614447-112057133603985873?l=lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com/feeds/112057133603985873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13614447&amp;postID=112057133603985873&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13614447/posts/default/112057133603985873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13614447/posts/default/112057133603985873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com/2005/07/havent-blogged-in-while-nothings-free.html' title=''/><author><name>meiyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14276880813823089208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b197/lilscrub_meiyan/209945645_8716250dee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13614447.post-111983262557034443</id><published>2005-06-26T23:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-27T08:37:05.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;**sObs...**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;All good things come to an end. Real soon. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Zhao xing, lohon and ivan came to my house at 6.30 to send me off. I'm so touched. Yet so sad. In the car i was sobbing secretly. Then went to the bus station.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I cried in front of my parents.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;It was the first time in so long that i cried in front of them. They didn't know what to do. Dad hugged me. I went on to the bus and cried again. The whole journey i was trying to hold back tears. Then i kept praying and praying dat God would make me happy. Give me the Joy i need. It never came till i reached Singapore itself. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;"Expect good things to happen. Because God loves you." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Went back to the hostel with a cheery mood. Talked on the phone and unpacked my stuff, clean up my room etc. Then i found out my laptop could detect other ppl's wifi connection haha. So can go online for free. Though the signal's not to strong. :/&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Then went for dinNer. Funny la. Christopher's handphone rang when the boarding master was praying after our assembly in the dining hall. And of all the tones it was the happy tree friends. HAha. You could just imagine. We were told off for laughing though. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Then had study time. It's good to have roomates. It's not so lonely now. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13614447-111983262557034443?l=lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com/feeds/111983262557034443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13614447&amp;postID=111983262557034443&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13614447/posts/default/111983262557034443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13614447/posts/default/111983262557034443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com/2005/06/sobs.html' title=''/><author><name>meiyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14276880813823089208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b197/lilscrub_meiyan/209945645_8716250dee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13614447.post-111983218605728848</id><published>2005-06-25T20:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-27T08:29:46.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;**My last day... :(**&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Zhao Xing came with ivan at 6.30 to pick me up. Guess where we went? Hehe. Klang! To eat bah ku teh. :P Couldn't find the real good bah ku teh but the one we had was good lar. :) Talked had fun etc.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Then went to pick lohon up. Went to the cafe. Played DoTa. But i suck too bad. So we switched to Enfo. Den i still sucked too bad so we played Gunbound. ARGHH.. my account has been deleted i think. Too long nv play d. All my experience points,all my avatar, my ranking all gone...sigh. But it was fun hehe.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Then went to one u to watch initial D. Not bad lar. Played pool and fuzball as well. Then went to see Weishin who only came back today. After that went to church. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Dinner was at Greenview. We had crab. Then i went home and packed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13614447-111983218605728848?l=lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com/feeds/111983218605728848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13614447&amp;postID=111983218605728848&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13614447/posts/default/111983218605728848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13614447/posts/default/111983218605728848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com/2005/06/my-last-day.html' title=''/><author><name>meiyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14276880813823089208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b197/lilscrub_meiyan/209945645_8716250dee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13614447.post-111983188377032794</id><published>2005-06-24T23:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-27T08:24:43.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;**I love today...**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Went to ivan's house this morning. Spent sometime together before took a bus to KL. Hehe. Miss talking to him. Just miss him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Took a bus down to KL. Walked Petaling Street but there were no decent earrings on sale. All rusted ones haha. Then we went to Kota Raya. Ate lunch and talked. Then went to the arcade to play some games hehe. Then we went back to his house.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Waited a while then went to Lohon's place. He was gonna help him install Warcraft 3. Was unsuccessful though. Then jess called. We went to eat at McDs. Talked sumore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Then Zhao Xing drove us to Bukit Kiara for the Starlight Cinema thing. Watched Kunfu Hustle. Won some prizes at those funny games... So much fun lar. Haha. Under the night sky sumore. Hehe. Then went home. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13614447-111983188377032794?l=lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com/feeds/111983188377032794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13614447&amp;postID=111983188377032794&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13614447/posts/default/111983188377032794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13614447/posts/default/111983188377032794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com/2005/06/i-love-today.html' title=''/><author><name>meiyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14276880813823089208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b197/lilscrub_meiyan/209945645_8716250dee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13614447.post-111983153561962047</id><published>2005-06-23T20:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-27T08:18:55.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;**Batman Begins...**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Nothing much today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Went to midvalley to watch movie with Jit Han, Jia Xin, Quin Er, Wan Qian and Sien Hao. Thanks to Jit Han i had transport there :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Oh yeah there was this guy who fainted near the ticketing counter. People were looking on and didn't know what to do. Some people around him tried to wake him up. Quin Er went straight down to the clinic and called the doctor. And the guy was saved. I hope. Anyway. Quin er was SO BRAVE. She's my hero. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Watched Batman Begins. It's real good. Didn't know Batman had no superpowers. Oh but wait, i do think his Mind is his superpower... :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13614447-111983153561962047?l=lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com/feeds/111983153561962047/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13614447&amp;postID=111983153561962047&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13614447/posts/default/111983153561962047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13614447/posts/default/111983153561962047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com/2005/06/batman-begins.html' title=''/><author><name>meiyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14276880813823089208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b197/lilscrub_meiyan/209945645_8716250dee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13614447.post-111983121945810533</id><published>2005-06-22T23:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-27T08:13:39.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;**Jay chou only marhh....**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Heh. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Jox&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;came over at 11 this morning. We then walked to one u together. Quite fun. Reached one u Giant carpark. The whole initial D thingy is being prepared. Some of the cars were already on display...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Then we went in to GSC. They were giving out free tickets today. So we lined up. THough it was 11 in the morning the queue was already quite long. Then halfway chin zhen called jox. Sigh. CZ didn't wanna come in to one u. Wanted jox to go out. SOOO....she did. And she apologised over and over again. Haha. What a familiar scene... Anyway i got tickets to Kingdom of Heaven.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Went down and met Lee Ting. We walked around then found a place to eat. ZUUP soup bar. Always wanted to try but never did come. Finally a chance. :) Ordered set lunches. THere was free PS2 to play! Hehe. Played NFS till our food came. Then ivan came to join us. We then switched to streetfighter then metal slug...haha so fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Den it was time to go into the cinema. Foogie and Lup wai were on the way. I decided to wait for them outside while the others went in. But ivan offered to do it in my place... so sweet :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Movie was great!! Kingdom of Heaven so totally rocks!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Then we went out to the carpark again. A lot of people were already there. Met some CHS people. Quite a few actually. Shou Jun, Suan Aik etc... I even met Sue Wen...haha, my hostel mate n school mate in singapore. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;The drifting started. So cool...but then ivan had to go :( Den jay chou, yumanlok, edison chen and wong chau sang all came. They were there for about 10-15 minutes only. All the time was spent jumping and squeezing. But had a look at them lar. Not so bad. Wsan't wasted. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;THen had dinner with with Foogie and Lup Wai. Then went home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13614447-111983121945810533?l=lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com/feeds/111983121945810533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13614447&amp;postID=111983121945810533&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13614447/posts/default/111983121945810533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13614447/posts/default/111983121945810533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com/2005/06/jay-chou-only-marhh.html' title=''/><author><name>meiyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14276880813823089208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b197/lilscrub_meiyan/209945645_8716250dee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13614447.post-111954190178860810</id><published>2005-06-21T23:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-23T23:51:41.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Went to the dentist with ivan, then went to cut hair. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I like it when they wash my hair. =) RM18, worth it lar. But my hair sucks now. I look like a little kid.  A little nerdy kid. =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Den went to ivan's house to wait for kok yi. He came and picked us up. Then 3 of us, we went to Taylor's to meet Ming Shiu. She had just finished her exams. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Sat down, ate and talked for hours. Haha, we talked the whole afternoon away. Wow. Life in Taylor's is so cool. What they learn in Tourism is...wow! So fun. They get hands-on practice more than any other course i think. They get to plan real travel packages and organise them as well. Then they get to go to France for 2 weeks just for language studies i think. Wow. And the subjects. Not some boring math. French, English, Tourism Industry, Geography etc... Haha. These people really know how to have fun. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Well afer that. Went back to ivan's house. Loaded some pictures. Then went home. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Quite boring a day. But i got to hug ivan. =) Just held him for a long, long time, before i leave for a long, long time again. =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13614447-111954190178860810?l=lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com/feeds/111954190178860810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=13614447&amp;postID=111954190178860810&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13614447/posts/default/111954190178860810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13614447/posts/default/111954190178860810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://lilscrub-meiyan.blogspot.com/2005/06/went-to-dentist-with-ivan-then-went-to.html' title=''/><author><name>meiyan</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14276880813823089208</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://i19.photobucket.com/albums/b197/lilscrub_meiyan/209945645_8716250dee.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
