<?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-8363579</id><updated>2011-04-22T03:22:40.031+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm done</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ericaisms.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363579/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ericaisms.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>jubei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>71</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8363579.post-114110304331682631</id><published>2006-02-28T13:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-28T13:04:03.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>im tired of blogging...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bye&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8363579-114110304331682631?l=ericaisms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ericaisms.blogspot.com/feeds/114110304331682631/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8363579&amp;postID=114110304331682631' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363579/posts/default/114110304331682631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363579/posts/default/114110304331682631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ericaisms.blogspot.com/2006/02/im-tired-of-blogging.html' title=''/><author><name>jubei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8363579.post-113984869412323083</id><published>2006-02-14T00:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-14T00:38:15.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'>v day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;doesn't it suck being single on valentine's day?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;any single guys out there??...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;ermm.. how about mr chua??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;haha.. kidding... :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8363579-113984869412323083?l=ericaisms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ericaisms.blogspot.com/feeds/113984869412323083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8363579&amp;postID=113984869412323083' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363579/posts/default/113984869412323083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363579/posts/default/113984869412323083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ericaisms.blogspot.com/2006/02/v-day.html' title='v day'/><author><name>jubei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8363579.post-113802903169439202</id><published>2006-01-23T22:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-23T23:10:31.750+08:00</updated><title type='text'>job sucks</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;it's official. my job sucks. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;there's this guy who works at this pushcart thingy just beside mine. he is the creepiest guy of all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;when he saw my handphone on the table, he said this to me : "hey, nice phone.. can i have your number?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;and by the way, he had that look on his face that says "im gonna call you tonight."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;that's disgusting with the capital D.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;eeeeewwww....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8363579-113802903169439202?l=ericaisms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ericaisms.blogspot.com/feeds/113802903169439202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8363579&amp;postID=113802903169439202' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363579/posts/default/113802903169439202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363579/posts/default/113802903169439202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ericaisms.blogspot.com/2006/01/job-sucks.html' title='job sucks'/><author><name>jubei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8363579.post-113759310870021363</id><published>2006-01-18T21:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-18T22:05:08.710+08:00</updated><title type='text'>job</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;so yeah, i found a job. i just started this monday. it's the job i mentioned in my previous entry. the one in suntec.  i just started the job on monday but i feel like as if i've been working for 2 weeks. the job is pretty much boring. im just looking forward to my pay day.  :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8363579-113759310870021363?l=ericaisms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ericaisms.blogspot.com/feeds/113759310870021363/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8363579&amp;postID=113759310870021363' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363579/posts/default/113759310870021363'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363579/posts/default/113759310870021363'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ericaisms.blogspot.com/2006/01/job.html' title='job'/><author><name>jubei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8363579.post-113716427018477716</id><published>2006-01-13T22:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-13T22:57:50.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'>job hunting</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;2 reasons why erica is still jobless and cashless:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;1.&lt;/span&gt; She gets a job, then goes for the interview/briefing and then even before she can start the job, she quits. why?? Because (i) the pay sucks coz its commission based, (ii) your job requires to walk around orchard road and approach locals who will obviously shun her away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;2&lt;/span&gt;. She finds another job, then arrives 15 minutes late for the training, then on the first day on the job, she hates it. As in like hates it like hell. Why?? Because it had the same reasons mentioned in no. 1. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;so like dude, its so hard to find a job man. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;and to this person out there who calls us jobless: **** you man.. (shows middle finger) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;hahaha.. i was kidding ok.. im not &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt; violent. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;** i hope i get this job in suntec though. it's some sales thing lah. its 1k per month leh. not bad. i hope i get it!!  i hope i get it!! (crosses finger)**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;=====&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;while i was walking home today, i saw a group of guys who had coloured hair. As in &lt;strong&gt;coloured&lt;/strong&gt; hair. One guy had red hair, another guy had green, another guy had yellow/blonde-ish... I was trying to hold my laughter... Man, they looked ridiculous.. Then like in my head i was like "who are you trying to be?? tinky winky, lala and poe??"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8363579-113716427018477716?l=ericaisms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ericaisms.blogspot.com/feeds/113716427018477716/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8363579&amp;postID=113716427018477716' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363579/posts/default/113716427018477716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363579/posts/default/113716427018477716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ericaisms.blogspot.com/2006/01/job-hunting.html' title='job hunting'/><author><name>jubei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8363579.post-113638290662789145</id><published>2006-01-04T19:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-04T21:55:06.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a new lease in life</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;im currently digging house music right now. house is a genre by the way. not house as in... house.. gah.. just research it on your own. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;anyway, yeah since im grooving into house music, i downloaded (i know, i know its illegal) some from limewire.  house music reminds me of being into a chillhouse club. just drinking the night away.  ha!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;kiss kiss kiss kiss something like this this this this.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;that's the lyrics of this particular house song. its sooooo stuck in my head.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;*****&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;its the new year. but i still feel the same. i guess it has not sunk in yet. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;but i still wanna write a new year's resolution. i normally don't write coz i know im gonna break them 2 or 3 days after writing them. but what the heck, il just write one for the sake of writing one. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Erica's New Year's Resolution for the Year 2006:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;1. Lose Weight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;          i bet this is on every girl's resolution list every single year.  I weigh 54kg (gasp!!!!!!) right now. Well, that's because of the holidays. It was Christmas. I can't help it if there's some much food on the table.  i hope that i can lose 6 kg.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;2. Find my REAL direction&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;         if you ask me what i really want to do in life, i would probably reply "i dunno.." so this year, i wanna find my true direction in life. a few months ago, during the motivational talk, i was already decided on taking a business course. so my future plan was going taking up business in poly and further my studies abroad. but now, it's still basically the same but i also want to study a bit of art. yes people, you read it right. ART.  i want to study photography, fashion designing, maybe even painting. you guys don't know this but i was interested in art since young but i quit because i thought i suck in it. my brother, my cousins were always better than i was. so i decided to quit. now, i wanna continue it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;3. Be Spontaneous&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;         you only live once. its such a waste if i live a boring life. so now, i wanna find adventures. take risks, meet new people. i wanna be more spontaneous. that would be so fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;4. Save money&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;         Last year was an expensive year. Prom, Malaysia trip, class fund, chalet, etc.. Those things mentioned made my wallet empty. That's not all, there's extra money spent here and there for movies, eating out, and buying senseless things. Even Mr chua aka the palm reader says that i spend a lot. That's so true. I so need to save money this year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i can't think of anything else right now..  &lt;em&gt;so to be continued..&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/8363579-113638290662789145?l=ericaisms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ericaisms.blogspot.com/feeds/113638290662789145/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8363579&amp;postID=113638290662789145' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363579/posts/default/113638290662789145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363579/posts/default/113638290662789145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ericaisms.blogspot.com/2006/01/new-lease-in-life.html' title='a new lease in life'/><author><name>jubei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8363579.post-113622034092361559</id><published>2006-01-03T00:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-04T00:39:33.770+08:00</updated><title type='text'>im back</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;like wassup!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;came back on the 2nd of january. yeah, i thought i was gonna stay in phil for a longer time. but then, because of my parents, im forced to go back to singapore.  sad... real sad..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;****&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;like what the **** is wrong with the tagboard? but im too lazy to fix it.. dang.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;****&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;im irritated right now.  that's what usually happens the moment i come back to singapore. i guess its because i have to deal with the fact that it would take probably a year for me to see all my relatives again. i can't wait that long. i love hanging out with my cousins and my friends. im missing them so badly right now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;im not in the mood to tell stories of what i did during my christmas holiday. maybe some other day...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8363579-113622034092361559?l=ericaisms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ericaisms.blogspot.com/feeds/113622034092361559/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8363579&amp;postID=113622034092361559' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363579/posts/default/113622034092361559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363579/posts/default/113622034092361559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ericaisms.blogspot.com/2006/01/im-back.html' title='im back'/><author><name>jubei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8363579.post-113467409928637712</id><published>2005-12-16T02:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-16T03:14:59.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nothing to do</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;its now 2.45 am. im leaving singapore at 11.35am. its around 8+ hours from now. and yet i can't sleep. im too excited i guess. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;since i can't sleep, i'l just blog about what i did today. ok, i went to school at around 11 to help mr chua decorate his physics room. but actually, its not really decorating. it was mostly sorting out papers, placing the chairs behind the desks. damn, mr chua bluffed me.  but at least he treated us to a drink. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;then after, slack around mcdonalds with derrick and cheng. its quite nice talking to these guys. afterwards, i went to orchard to buy that pink motorola razr phone.  i actually think im not fated to buy that phone. that's because i was supposed to buy that phone since the other day. but then my mum, who is the one buying it for me, forgot her IC in her office. so she couldn't buy it. so she said that she'll buy it today. but then, when we went to the starhub shop, they said that they didn't have the pink or black motorala razr phone. how could that be??? stupid. oh well, i guess the phone's just not right for me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i was on the phone with my cousin  who celebrated his 15th birthday yesterday (15/12)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;so i greeted him happy birthday and all that stuff. after, we just started talking about random stuff. then, the topic was about how my brother drives the car. (my cousin and my brother is in the philippines by the way.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;me: have you seen him(my brother) drive the car before?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;cousin: well, yeah. once.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;me: really?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;cousin: yeah. but now i don't want to be in the car where in he will be the driver.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;me: why???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;cousin:  (with a serious tone) coz i dun wanna die young. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;me: hahahaha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;** it turns out that my brother is an extremely lousy driver. my cousin says that the car jerks when he steps on the brakes. (what a loser) hahahahaha.. my brother is so gonna kill me when he reads this. **&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ok so now i think i bored u guys too much on my senseless blog entries. bye!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8363579-113467409928637712?l=ericaisms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ericaisms.blogspot.com/feeds/113467409928637712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8363579&amp;postID=113467409928637712' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363579/posts/default/113467409928637712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363579/posts/default/113467409928637712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ericaisms.blogspot.com/2005/12/nothing-to-do.html' title='nothing to do'/><author><name>jubei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8363579.post-113449811841565602</id><published>2005-12-14T01:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-14T02:43:05.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mahjong shit</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;oh for god's sake..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why are we 403ers now arguing now abt the mahjong set?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i would like to apologise for not turning up on that day when xiu yi was collecting the money. i didn't even know about the collection. i was notified by derrick the night before, but because my phone was not working properly, i wasn't able to read the message.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i want to come clean on this mahjong thing. i believe that i was one of the last people who saw the mahjong set. i carried it all the way to where we were supposed to ride the shuttle bus. i placed the mahjong set on top of someone else's bag. i then went to the pool to sit down. when the shuttle bus came, most of the 403ers were already prepared to board the bus. I, on the other hand was still coming from the pool area, so thus i was one of the last people to walk towards the bus. at the point where i was taking my bag, i didn't see any mahjong set. so i presumed that someone else took it. a few people, including me, were unable to board the bus. we decided to wait for another bus instead. from then on, i did not see any mahjong set and i concluded that it was with the people who boarded the shuttle bus. so i presumed that one of our fellow classmates was carrying the mahjong set.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so that's my story abt the mahjong set. take your pick whether you think im guilty or not of losing the set. but i just wanna come clean on this whole issue. i know many people are angry because they pay $10 for something that they did not even lose. that's why i'm forking out 10 bucks too because i believe i did play a part in losing that mahjong set.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;but please, i don't wanna read anyone's blog or forum entry saying: "i don't wanna pay $10 bucks because i didn't even lose it." as of now, we can't blame each other and point fingers on who actually lost it. it could be me (oh god, i hope not) or someone else. but right now, we can't blame each other because we don't even know who the hell lost it. we don't even have enough evidence to show who actually lost the damn thing. why don't we all just cooperate and buy a new mahjong set for zhi min. im telling you, its going to be so damn unfair for zhi min if we don't buy him a new mahjong set. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;to xiu yi or derrick or whoever is collecting the money: let me know when i can meet u so i can pay $10..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(i might be coming back on the first week of jan.. il just call one of you by then.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8363579-113449811841565602?l=ericaisms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ericaisms.blogspot.com/feeds/113449811841565602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8363579&amp;postID=113449811841565602' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363579/posts/default/113449811841565602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363579/posts/default/113449811841565602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ericaisms.blogspot.com/2005/12/mahjong-shit.html' title='mahjong shit'/><author><name>jubei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8363579.post-113448964412113161</id><published>2005-12-13T23:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-14T00:07:59.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'>prom collage</title><content type='html'>so i was bored... that's why i made one of those collage thingies again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3695/433/1600/cute.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3695/433/400/cute.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/8363579-113448964412113161?l=ericaisms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ericaisms.blogspot.com/feeds/113448964412113161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8363579&amp;postID=113448964412113161' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363579/posts/default/113448964412113161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363579/posts/default/113448964412113161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ericaisms.blogspot.com/2005/12/prom-collage_113448964412113161.html' title='prom collage'/><author><name>jubei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8363579.post-113432377157572109</id><published>2005-12-12T01:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-12T01:56:14.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wassup</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;yo. i know that not many people are gonna read this because most of them are overseas but im just blogging anyway. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;my phone is crazy. the screen is not working. if you turn on my phone, it just shows one, blank and empty screen. but you can still call though because the phone still rings but i wouldn't know who would it be from. so don't sms me because i wouldn't be able to read it. so make an extra effort by CALLING me. don't be stingy, spend a few more cents. so CALL me, not SMS. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;and yeah, where do i find a place where i can print 153 pictures at an affordable price? not forgetting also that the pictures should be printed in a good quality. so if u know where, please tag or CALL me. thanks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;additional stuff:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;**im going back to my country, the PHILIPPINES on the 16th december. so if u want something (e.g dried mangoes), please tag or CALL me. :)  im definitely bringing cartons of dried mangoes because of many people out there. (ahem, ahem)  hehehe.  but if you want something more than dried mangoes (e.g. a shirt or whatever) then tell me ok.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;**there's a picnic on tuesday organised by fazli. if you have nothing else to do and turning into mould at home, then please go the picnic. by the way, bring food.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8363579-113432377157572109?l=ericaisms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ericaisms.blogspot.com/feeds/113432377157572109/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8363579&amp;postID=113432377157572109' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363579/posts/default/113432377157572109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363579/posts/default/113432377157572109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ericaisms.blogspot.com/2005/12/wassup.html' title='wassup'/><author><name>jubei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8363579.post-113403175261991505</id><published>2005-12-08T16:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-08T16:49:12.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sooo bored</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ARGH!!!!!! I'm bored!! Everyone's bored! What kind of  a holiday is this?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;can we play mah jong (dunno how to spell) at someone's house? or watch DVDs? or pig-out at Mcdonalds? or SOMETHING?!! (preferably something that doesn't require spending money.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i need something to do for the rest of the week.  staying at home and doing nothing makes me turn into mould. gah..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8363579-113403175261991505?l=ericaisms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ericaisms.blogspot.com/feeds/113403175261991505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8363579&amp;postID=113403175261991505' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363579/posts/default/113403175261991505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363579/posts/default/113403175261991505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ericaisms.blogspot.com/2005/12/sooo-bored.html' title='sooo bored'/><author><name>jubei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8363579.post-113353154215208190</id><published>2005-12-02T20:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-02T21:52:22.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i LOVE my class</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i'm so IN LOVE with my CLASS!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;+++&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;At around 5.00, i woke up from a long-needed sleep. I searched for my phone to see what time it was. Instead, i saw '1 message received' on the screen. It was from Angelia. Her message really hit me. I can't believe that we are all moving on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Weeks, or even months before this, i never really made it a big deal that we're going towards different directions. I have always thought that we could always see each other somehow, sometime. But today, i felt so different. I felt like as if this would be the last time we're all going to see each other again. I can't really explain it, but that was how i really felt. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;That feeling made me regret that i didn't say proper "goodbyes" to many people. I guess we were all too busy minding our own things. Some were worrying about the mah jong set, some just can't wait to go home and take a rest and some we're just expression-less. Frankly speaking, i don't want my memory of my "last day" with my class to be so boring. I want it to be very MEMORABLE. But by the looks of it, there's nothing quite memorable about today. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I am not asking for a grand "goodbye ceremony" in some fancy schmancy restaurant with extremely expensive food with gigantic balloons and banners that says "all the best 403!" Although that sounds very good, im not really asking for that kind of thing. I would be happy even if we just met under the void deck. As long as we send each other 'well wishes' and we have great time together, i would be really happy. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8363579-113353154215208190?l=ericaisms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ericaisms.blogspot.com/feeds/113353154215208190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8363579&amp;postID=113353154215208190' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363579/posts/default/113353154215208190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363579/posts/default/113353154215208190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ericaisms.blogspot.com/2005/12/i-love-my-class.html' title='i LOVE my class'/><author><name>jubei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8363579.post-113281464283867478</id><published>2005-11-24T14:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-24T14:44:02.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'>woohooo!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;been quite busy lately. although i haven't been going out, i've been busy wrapping up gifts for christmas, cleaning out my room, watching DVDs  and eating.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i tell ya, cleaning my room ain't easy. one whole day aint enough to clean out my room. separating junk from the non-junk took hours for me. and guess what, i really do have a lot of junk in my room.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i donated most of my old books already. i also threw away most of the papers and stuff. but of course, i kept the important ones.  &lt;em&gt;like duh&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;haha! i finally have the whole season 1 of LOST! can't wait to have a LOST marathon. sad thing is, can't have the marathon this weekend coz il be in malaysia. can't have it on monday coz we got prom. can't have it from tuesday till friday coz there's chalet. i guess it will have to wait till next, next week. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;everyone's been going out almost everyday. i think i might go out later just to buy junk food for tomorrow's trip.. as always, &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;403ers are hungry people&lt;/span&gt;. so therefore, they must be properly fed with nothing but junk food to satisfy their stomach's content. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8363579-113281464283867478?l=ericaisms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ericaisms.blogspot.com/feeds/113281464283867478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8363579&amp;postID=113281464283867478' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363579/posts/default/113281464283867478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363579/posts/default/113281464283867478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ericaisms.blogspot.com/2005/11/woohooo.html' title='woohooo!!'/><author><name>jubei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8363579.post-113241574000896114</id><published>2005-11-19T23:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-19T23:55:41.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'>can't wait</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;bought my prom dress already. FINALLY!! its just a simple black dress from daniel yam. i think everyone else's prom dresses would come from there too. so no surprises if someone else has the same dress as me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;watched exorcism of emily rose.  its soo bloody creepy. during the entire movie, i bet my eyes were only open 30% of the time.  im really a chicken you know..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;can't wait to watch harry potter... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ha! i forgot that i still have exams on tuesday.. hehe.. go and study, erica.. go, go, go!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8363579-113241574000896114?l=ericaisms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ericaisms.blogspot.com/feeds/113241574000896114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8363579&amp;postID=113241574000896114' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363579/posts/default/113241574000896114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363579/posts/default/113241574000896114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ericaisms.blogspot.com/2005/11/cant-wait.html' title='can&apos;t wait'/><author><name>jubei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8363579.post-113177044088630824</id><published>2005-11-12T12:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-12T12:40:40.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ready to burn</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ha! im so ready to burn my textbooks man. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;campfire, anyone?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;-------&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;french listening compre ain't that bad. i understood what they were talking about. it was about some dude listening to reggae music and when he started listening to it.. blah, blah, blah... yeah, whatever. it's over now. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;for the combined science peeps, we're only 10 days away till the end. but heck, we all know we're gonna go out way before the 22nd.  so to the pure students, you're not the only one having fun you know. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i don't know whether &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;MARILYN&lt;/span&gt; is gonna see this but anyway, id like to wish her a very &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;HAPPY&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;BIRTHDAY&lt;/span&gt;!! err, have fun celebrating with the textbooks.. haha.. kidding..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8363579-113177044088630824?l=ericaisms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ericaisms.blogspot.com/feeds/113177044088630824/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8363579&amp;postID=113177044088630824' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363579/posts/default/113177044088630824'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363579/posts/default/113177044088630824'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ericaisms.blogspot.com/2005/11/ready-to-burn.html' title='ready to burn'/><author><name>jubei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8363579.post-112946423332657566</id><published>2005-10-16T19:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-16T20:03:53.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'>can't wait</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i soooo can't wait till the end of o' levels.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;every 403ers will be busy having fun! (well, probably except for melvyn lah) but anyways, i think everyone is so excited!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;===&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;october 14th 2005 ,  friday&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i wasn't aware that the cct thing would be announced today. so i was just standing there until the very cute momo chan said " here are the results for the class challenge trophy."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;and WE WON!!! weeee!! in a few weeks time, we'll all be ready to say:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;MALAYSIA, HERE WE COME!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;** mr chua is such an actor. i bet he knew that we already won since the day before they announced it.  he can sooo win a "BEST ACTOR" award. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;later that day:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;since it was the so called 'official last day in school', haruna dared me to go inside the guy's toilet. after much hesitation, i decided to go in with lidya. then we took pictures inside. we posed like we're peeing. (what is up with the guy's toilet? it stinks man!! its like the smell of pee fermenting in there.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;afterwards, we went out of the guy's toilet, the other girls saw us and decided to take more pictures witht the whole gang. and as we were about to leave, guess who saw us?? THE GUYS!! so then they decided to go in the girl's toilet. bloody hell, when we went in, some idiots who were outside locked the door using a broom. so some guys and girls were stuck there. nothing happened ok. (hahaha)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;when they let us out, the auntie (who is forever stationed in that toilet) saw the guys coming out of the toilet. even mdm rehena and mdm zhang li went out of their homerooms to check out what was happening. luckily they didn't scold us or tell mr chua about it. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;(my brain's having a meltdown today. so sorry if you can't understand what i just wrote coz it's soo badly written.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8363579-112946423332657566?l=ericaisms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ericaisms.blogspot.com/feeds/112946423332657566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8363579&amp;postID=112946423332657566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363579/posts/default/112946423332657566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363579/posts/default/112946423332657566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ericaisms.blogspot.com/2005/10/cant-wait_16.html' title='can&apos;t wait'/><author><name>jubei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8363579.post-112860748020533412</id><published>2005-10-06T21:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-06T22:04:41.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'>shit happens</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i've regretted way too many things in life. i can't make the same mistakes again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;two more months, two more months. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;-----&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;shit man, i found out that friendster can detect who has gone to check your profiles, your pictures etc.. that means my stalking days are over. i can no longer stalk people from friendster. oh man.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i found out that some guy actually viewed my profile. haha. its some guy from malaysia lah. i have a stalker, i have a stalker!! haha. kidding. i bet he was just experiencing extreme boredom. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8363579-112860748020533412?l=ericaisms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ericaisms.blogspot.com/feeds/112860748020533412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8363579&amp;postID=112860748020533412' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363579/posts/default/112860748020533412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363579/posts/default/112860748020533412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ericaisms.blogspot.com/2005/10/shit-happens.html' title='shit happens'/><author><name>jubei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8363579.post-112781398276258383</id><published>2005-09-27T17:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-27T17:39:42.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cranky</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ericaisms is hungry, depressed and suicidal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8363579-112781398276258383?l=ericaisms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ericaisms.blogspot.com/feeds/112781398276258383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8363579&amp;postID=112781398276258383' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363579/posts/default/112781398276258383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363579/posts/default/112781398276258383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ericaisms.blogspot.com/2005/09/cranky.html' title='cranky'/><author><name>jubei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8363579.post-112688962413010052</id><published>2005-09-17T00:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-17T00:53:44.186+08:00</updated><title type='text'>satellite pics</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;this is so f*cking cool. (sorry for the language). im just so amazed. im a geek, ya know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3695/433/1600/ping%20yi2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3695/433/400/ping%20yi.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;that's the picture of ping yi while i was in the helicopter passing by...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.. kidding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's actually a picture of ping yi from the satellite. it's so cool coz you can visit many places. i just visited the eiffel tower in france, the imperial palace in japan and my country, the philippines without leaving my home!! hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3695/433/1600/new%20ping%20yi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3695/433/400/new%20ping%20yi.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;here's another one. this is a picture of the new ping yi. it's still in the midst of construction. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;technology always amazes me... im such a geek.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8363579-112688962413010052?l=ericaisms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ericaisms.blogspot.com/feeds/112688962413010052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8363579&amp;postID=112688962413010052' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363579/posts/default/112688962413010052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363579/posts/default/112688962413010052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ericaisms.blogspot.com/2005/09/satellite-pics.html' title='satellite pics'/><author><name>jubei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8363579.post-112627151535861839</id><published>2005-09-09T21:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-09T22:07:47.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'>picture</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;this is so cool! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3695/433/400/173134.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;&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:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Lidya, me and Saint Houng&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;this is what happens when group study gets boring.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;thanks to fazli for being the photographer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;id just like to say, being a model ain't easy. me, lidya and saint houng jumped for like a thousand times just to get this shot right. so perseverance &lt;em&gt;really does&lt;/em&gt; yield success! hehe. but it was really fun taking this pic. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;we also toured around the school. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3695/433/1600/171913.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3695/433/320/171913.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;our former classroom. brings back memories doesn't it?.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3695/433/1600/1720271.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3695/433/320/1720271.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;eeww. they're still using that old cotton thing that we stuck on the wall. it's like so black because of all the dirt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3695/433/1600/172047.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3695/433/200/172047.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;and they recycled that owl thing too!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8363579-112627151535861839?l=ericaisms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ericaisms.blogspot.com/feeds/112627151535861839/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8363579&amp;postID=112627151535861839' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363579/posts/default/112627151535861839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363579/posts/default/112627151535861839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ericaisms.blogspot.com/2005/09/picture.html' title='picture'/><author><name>jubei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8363579.post-112505748368054729</id><published>2005-08-26T19:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-26T19:58:03.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'>freedom</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;im finally free man. no need to wear a tie and badge, no more prefect meetings and the best of all, no more RUKMANI!!!!!  **YEY!!!!!**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;after spending 3 years in the prefectorial board aka hell, im only thankful for one thing.. and that is: my resumé would look so much better. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;hehe.. i need white shoes now.. ** yey!! i have a reason to shop!!**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;====&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;this morning, i was the one who pulled the school flag.. believe it or not, it was my FIRST and my LAST time. i've never pulled the flag before coz it was never my duty. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;so anyways, after pulling the flag, ms ng mei chuen came to me and scolded me coz she said i wasn't standing up properly during the pledge... in my mind, i was like "bloody hell, it's my last day already and yet you still wanna scold me..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;====&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;then after the investiture, all the guests went to the library to get some refreshments. there were prefects from other schools like bedok south, temasek jc, dunman, broadrick, hai sing, blah,blah,blah... anyways, when they were like eating, mr chua went to talk to them about some physics shit lah. im guessing that he's probably bored coz he couldn't eat the food coz it wasn't vegetarian. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;he came to them and just started talking and talking and talking and talking and talking.. those prefects would have probably have a bad image of ping yi teachers.. tsk tsk tsk. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8363579-112505748368054729?l=ericaisms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ericaisms.blogspot.com/feeds/112505748368054729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8363579&amp;postID=112505748368054729' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363579/posts/default/112505748368054729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363579/posts/default/112505748368054729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ericaisms.blogspot.com/2005/08/freedom.html' title='freedom'/><author><name>jubei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8363579.post-112143653786894269</id><published>2005-07-15T22:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-15T22:10:38.366+08:00</updated><title type='text'>new crush</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i have a crush on &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wacom-asia.com/products/intuos3/intuos3_index.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8363579-112143653786894269?l=ericaisms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ericaisms.blogspot.com/feeds/112143653786894269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8363579&amp;postID=112143653786894269' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363579/posts/default/112143653786894269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363579/posts/default/112143653786894269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ericaisms.blogspot.com/2005/07/new-crush.html' title='new crush'/><author><name>jubei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8363579.post-112065185187801942</id><published>2005-07-06T19:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-06T20:10:51.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'>olympics</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Darn it man, London won the bid to host the 2012 Olympics.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I was hoping for either Madrid or Paris.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Though i'd still wanna go to London to see the Olympics. By then, i would already be 24 and Prince William would probably be 30. Just the right age to get married to a prince. hahaha (dream on, erica, dream on)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Since the London Olympics is still 7 years away. I'l just wait for the 2008 Olympics in China. It's just 3 years away man. Anyone wanna come with me? :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8363579-112065185187801942?l=ericaisms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ericaisms.blogspot.com/feeds/112065185187801942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8363579&amp;postID=112065185187801942' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363579/posts/default/112065185187801942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363579/posts/default/112065185187801942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ericaisms.blogspot.com/2005/07/olympics.html' title='olympics'/><author><name>jubei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8363579.post-112003921670638833</id><published>2005-06-29T17:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-29T18:00:16.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'>forget about him</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;forget what i said about edison chen.  i "google-d" him just a while back and well, he looked.... gay.  though, i don't really think he's gay coz he's the so called 'bad boy' but then he just looked gay. aside from that, he's old. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;it's not like old as in "yoda in star wars" old but more of like "too old to be my fantasy" old. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;hahaha =) so in case you're wondering how old he is.. he's just 25.. (ya, ya.. my age cut-off point is really low)  =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;but i still won't erase him in my ' erica's lifetime crushes'  list.  hehehe.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; ** hmmm, so now i shall make a new "intangible" wishlist... what shall it be?? **&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8363579-112003921670638833?l=ericaisms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ericaisms.blogspot.com/feeds/112003921670638833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8363579&amp;postID=112003921670638833' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363579/posts/default/112003921670638833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363579/posts/default/112003921670638833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ericaisms.blogspot.com/2005/06/forget-about-him.html' title='forget about him'/><author><name>jubei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8363579.post-111960352639674680</id><published>2005-06-24T16:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-24T16:58:46.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my new birthday wish</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;watched initial D with derrick, xiu yi and saint. imagine i have a french ca exam 5 days later yet im still going out. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;like many girls out there, i was only keen on seeing edison chen. like who cares about the story  right? im just here to watch edison chen!.. haha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;the movie ain't that bad. but there are just some scenes where it's kinda boring (specifically the scenes where edison chen ain't there.. haha.jk)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;also, i was "alone" when i watched the movie.. the 3 of them were behind me and i was stuck with a couple on my right side and some skinny guys on my left. as i said, who cares? im here to watch edison chen!! hehe..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;then me and saint had to run all the way from taka to lido. coz saint left her wallet in lido while we were eating at subway. luckily, we found the wallet with all the money still inside. and it's all thanks to the cashier person who kindly kept the wallet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;and since it's almost my birthday &lt;em&gt;(ahem, ahem)&lt;/em&gt; i shall add a wish in my 'intangible' list... here it is:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt; 1. opening the door to see edison chen naked and "willing" (you know what i mean.) hahahahahahaha... im kidding, im kidding..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(now repeat after me: i shall not have any dirty thoughts.. i shall not have any dirty thoughts.. i shall not.......)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8363579-111960352639674680?l=ericaisms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ericaisms.blogspot.com/feeds/111960352639674680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8363579&amp;postID=111960352639674680' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363579/posts/default/111960352639674680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363579/posts/default/111960352639674680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ericaisms.blogspot.com/2005/06/my-new-birthday-wish.html' title='my new birthday wish'/><author><name>jubei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8363579.post-111926060973201052</id><published>2005-06-20T16:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-20T17:54:43.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the da vinci code</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;oooo... i can't wait for this movie:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.apple.com/trailers/sony_pictures/da_vinci_code/large.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;http://www.apple.com/trailers/sony_pictures/da_vinci_code/large.html&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;please see the trailer. i know you would get excited too. but for those who did not bother to read the da vinci code, well, u still have at least a year left before the movie comes out.&lt;br /&gt;it will be release worldwide on may 19 2006. yeah, it's a long wait. hopefully movie prices don't increase again by that time. or else im going to sue GV for price inflamation (just made that up)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as critics say, the da vinci code is really a controversial book. and i agree. the da vinci code is a fallacy. for other references, try reading the book 'holy blood, holy grail' or 'the real da vinci code'. i have not read it yet but i think it will certainly give answers to the da vinci code.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8363579-111926060973201052?l=ericaisms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ericaisms.blogspot.com/feeds/111926060973201052/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8363579&amp;postID=111926060973201052' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363579/posts/default/111926060973201052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363579/posts/default/111926060973201052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ericaisms.blogspot.com/2005/06/da-vinci-code.html' title='the da vinci code'/><author><name>jubei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8363579.post-111885433055355174</id><published>2005-06-15T22:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-16T00:52:10.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the game</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i got this thing from a blog of a friend.. it might be a bit boring but it can make your brain melt from too much thinking. here it goes:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;The Rules:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1. Write something about 15 different people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;2. You can NOT say who they are.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;3. If someone asks you which one is about them, you can NOT tell.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;* i know the rule says only 15 people but then im bored right now so im gonna make it 31 different people (as in the whole class)* oooo, this is gonna be fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;** there's no particular order in this list. (coz if there was a particular order, u could easily guess who it is and it won't be fun wouldn't it.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;1.&lt;/span&gt; i don't really understand you and i don't really know why. you can be impatient or sometimes even rude. but hey, at least we both hate the same teacher.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;2&lt;/span&gt;. i don't know you that well but i think you're funny when you're with your friends. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;3&lt;/span&gt;. you can be really noisy with your friends but when we talk, suddenly it becomes so quiet.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;4.&lt;/span&gt; last year, i know someone who likes you. but i kept my mouth shut. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;5&lt;/span&gt;. i became kinda close to you for a short time but then you became irritating. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;6.&lt;/span&gt; you can be really funny but immature at times. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;7.&lt;/span&gt; i think you're smart but you can be real a show-off at times.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;8.&lt;/span&gt; i hate you. enough said.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;9.&lt;/span&gt; you're funny and lame at the same time... but don't let people walk over you... and i know your secret!..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;10.&lt;/span&gt; you're really a good person. you have the patience and you're clever. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;11.&lt;/span&gt; you creep me out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;12.&lt;/span&gt; i hate you 80% of the time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;13.&lt;/span&gt; you're very hardworking but sometimes you don't get enough credit for your hardwork.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;14.&lt;/span&gt; you can be fun to talk to. and i believe you have good luck surrounding you coz you always end up passing the test whenever you always say you don't study. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;15.&lt;/span&gt; you're not really talkative but whenever you do talk, you're funny. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;16.&lt;/span&gt; you're irritating. and you always think you're right but you're NOT. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;17.&lt;/span&gt; you're really kind and funny. but sometimes i can't help but feel sorry for you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;18.&lt;/span&gt; you're funny and it's nice talking to you... i know someone who likes you but you don't know that i know.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;19.&lt;/span&gt; i don't really talk to you but then i think you're kinda funny. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;20.&lt;/span&gt; i think you're a jackass 70% of the time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;21&lt;/span&gt;. i can't believe that a person like you can have so much patience. i salute you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;22.&lt;/span&gt;  you're friends are making fun of you yet you don't seem to see it. you're weird.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;23.&lt;/span&gt; you're mood swings can be scary at times. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;24.&lt;/span&gt; you're talkative but funny. but sometimes i feel that you're offending some people. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;25.&lt;/span&gt; you're very opinionated but i think you just lack the guts of speaking up. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;26.&lt;/span&gt; you're crazy.. and you know it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;27.&lt;/span&gt; you seriously need to lighten up. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;28.&lt;/span&gt; there was a point in time where i hated you. but now i realised that you're actually a good person.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;29.&lt;/span&gt; you're kind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;30.&lt;/span&gt; i think you're too shy to talk to the opposite gender. i think you're just insecure.. and i know who you like!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;31.&lt;/span&gt; you're funny whenever you talk to your friends. but when you're around other people, you become too quiet.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;you probably now have the burning desire to know which one's which. but try guessing, it's gonna be more fun that way. try doing this in your own blog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8363579-111885433055355174?l=ericaisms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ericaisms.blogspot.com/feeds/111885433055355174/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8363579&amp;postID=111885433055355174' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363579/posts/default/111885433055355174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363579/posts/default/111885433055355174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ericaisms.blogspot.com/2005/06/game.html' title='the game'/><author><name>jubei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8363579.post-111875494619811232</id><published>2005-06-14T20:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-14T21:20:16.363+08:00</updated><title type='text'>michael jackson</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;michael jackson is not guilty. hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i laughed the moment i watched it from cnn. hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;*ya, im weird like that*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;this is the most boring school holiday ever. oh god, im even getting fatter!! (lose weight,lose weight, lose weight...) oh crap, i just remembered there's a bar of cadbury chocolate in the fridge.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;so bottom line is: &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I'L JUST START LOSING WEIGHT TOMORROW or probably the&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;day after that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;*ya, im not disciplined and i will never be*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;my blog skin sucks big time. im sick of it. but im too impatient to fix the html code. &lt;em&gt;rawr&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/8363579-111875494619811232?l=ericaisms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ericaisms.blogspot.com/feeds/111875494619811232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8363579&amp;postID=111875494619811232' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363579/posts/default/111875494619811232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363579/posts/default/111875494619811232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ericaisms.blogspot.com/2005/06/michael-jackson.html' title='michael jackson'/><author><name>jubei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8363579.post-111796666699220084</id><published>2005-06-05T18:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-05T23:01:46.873+08:00</updated><title type='text'>star wars</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;(my comeback entry)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just made george lucas S$9.50 richer. yes people, i watched star wars: revenge of the sith.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for those of you who have already watched, why the hell didn't you invite me? im not living under a rock you know.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im not really a fan of star wars but i just follow the story... and what the heck, anakin's &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;hot&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Photo Sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/50068796@N00/17571443/"&gt;&lt;img height="240" alt="Star Wars 3" src="http://photos11.flickr.com/17571443_f745e7c385_m.jpg" width="153" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ok, so hayden christensen scores excellent in the looks department but he scores a big, fat F in the acting department. i just feel that there's something lacking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DURING THE MOVIE:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... i kept laughing whenever i see anakin and padme together. i seriously don't know why. when there was a scene where padme was telling anakin that she's pregnant, i was laughing. but i wasn't laughing loudly. i was just laughing quietly... haha. whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... i realised that george lucas has a thing for body parts. seriously, what is it with george lucas and hands?? i have noticed that most of them who get killed get their hands or at least their arms cut off. so my question is: what's with the hands?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so overall, the 3rd episode of star wars ain't that bad. this episode is the last piece of the puzzle. it tells you how anakin ended up going to the dark side and how ended up wearing the hideous black mask that makes his breathing sound like he's having asthma. it also explains why luke and lea had to be separated. so basically, everything's just answered in this episode.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if you have not watched it yet, i suggest you to go and watch. go and spend S$9.50 and make george lucas richer. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;p.s. i just finished on a new layout but im getting freakishly annoyed coz i can't figure out the html code. it just doesn't want to appear. so just do me a favor, just pretend that you're not sick of this layout.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really need to sleep now. i really don't what to get serious eye bags like this guy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a title="Photo Sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/50068796@N00/17580251/"&gt;&lt;img height="240" alt="Palpatine" src="http://photos11.flickr.com/17580251_e15b4b10ce_m.jpg" width="221" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;muahahaha.(only people who have watched star wars will know why he looks like that)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;p.p.s. 9% more, 9% more!! what am i talking about? im currently downloading desperate housewives and there's 9% left. i so can't wait.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8363579-111796666699220084?l=ericaisms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ericaisms.blogspot.com/feeds/111796666699220084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8363579&amp;postID=111796666699220084' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363579/posts/default/111796666699220084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363579/posts/default/111796666699220084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ericaisms.blogspot.com/2005/06/star-wars.html' title='star wars'/><author><name>jubei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8363579.post-111407875413125606</id><published>2005-04-21T18:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-21T18:19:14.133+08:00</updated><title type='text'>against the rules</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;it's been a long time since i last blogged. and it's been a long time since i went online. did it mean that i've been studying?? hell no! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;im actually typing this in the computer lab in the language center. coz every thursday, we go to the lab. and i usually surf other websites instead of listening to the comprehension. and sometimes, i even blog hop!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;im eating pocky too. it's my 3rd box too!! haha. i ate 2 in the morning and im eating one now while im surfing the net. hehe. im breaking rules man... and i love it!! haha&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ok. i gotta go. my teacher is coming to my direction. she's probably wondering why she's hearing the "typing sound". coz the keyboard is damn noisy whenever u type. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; au revoir!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8363579-111407875413125606?l=ericaisms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ericaisms.blogspot.com/feeds/111407875413125606/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8363579&amp;postID=111407875413125606' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363579/posts/default/111407875413125606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363579/posts/default/111407875413125606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ericaisms.blogspot.com/2005/04/against-rules.html' title='against the rules'/><author><name>jubei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8363579.post-111302167726687355</id><published>2005-04-09T12:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-09T12:41:17.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'>to move or not to move?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;to move or not to move??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ok, so everyone seems to be moving away from blogger. so does it suck that bad that everyone has to go? well i do get frustrated sometimes with blogger coz it's not that flexible and doesn't really have that much functions.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;so im also thinking of moving. but to where? i still don't know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8363579-111302167726687355?l=ericaisms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ericaisms.blogspot.com/feeds/111302167726687355/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8363579&amp;postID=111302167726687355' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363579/posts/default/111302167726687355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363579/posts/default/111302167726687355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ericaisms.blogspot.com/2005/04/to-move-or-not-to-move.html' title='to move or not to move?'/><author><name>jubei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8363579.post-111227930163624149</id><published>2005-03-31T22:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-31T22:28:39.930+08:00</updated><title type='text'>xiu yi's bday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;yup, another collage. happy happy birthday to &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;XIU YI&lt;/span&gt;!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so the day started with the blowing-the-cake event. and she was really surprised. belvyn was sweet enough (and rich enough) to buy her a cake, a bag, a wallet, a stuffed toy and a card. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apologies to xiu yi coz i haven't given her a present yet. so sorry xiu yi!!.. saint houng and i are gonna give xiu yi the present on monday.. so sorry again xiu yi!!! oh well, it's better late than never, rite?? (just giving excuses).. so sorry again!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8363579-111227930163624149?l=ericaisms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ericaisms.blogspot.com/feeds/111227930163624149/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8363579&amp;postID=111227930163624149' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363579/posts/default/111227930163624149'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363579/posts/default/111227930163624149'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ericaisms.blogspot.com/2005/03/xiu-yis-bday_31.html' title='xiu yi&apos;s bday'/><author><name>jubei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8363579.post-111227891806330870</id><published>2005-03-31T22:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-31T22:21:58.063+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Happy Happy 16th birthday to XIU YI!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/224/2137/320/collage8%20-%20xy%20bday.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #000066; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/224/2137/480/collage8%20-%20xy%20bday.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8363579-111227891806330870?l=ericaisms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ericaisms.blogspot.com/feeds/111227891806330870/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8363579&amp;postID=111227891806330870' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363579/posts/default/111227891806330870'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363579/posts/default/111227891806330870'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ericaisms.blogspot.com/2005/03/happy-happy-16th-birthday-to-xiu-yi.html' title=''/><author><name>jubei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8363579.post-111124756732421749</id><published>2005-03-19T23:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-19T23:52:47.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the collage post</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;so now u can see the pic where derrick and me are crossing the road. so there's your evidence that we really took a pic while crossing. :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;and yeah, another pic where we showed our 'craziness'.. the 4 of us just 'hugged' the wall. this pic is not the original pic though. this was a 're-enactment' of what we did 2 days before. but in the original pic, it was derrick, me and jie fang. we had lotsa fun. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;** in case u can't see the text between the 'hugging the wall' pic, it says: ... and then people though we're crazier. **&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8363579-111124756732421749?l=ericaisms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ericaisms.blogspot.com/feeds/111124756732421749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8363579&amp;postID=111124756732421749' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363579/posts/default/111124756732421749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363579/posts/default/111124756732421749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ericaisms.blogspot.com/2005/03/collage-post.html' title='the collage post'/><author><name>jubei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8363579.post-111124675176768473</id><published>2005-03-19T23:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-19T23:39:11.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>so here's part 2.. ENJOY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/224/2137/320/collage 7 - fl bday2.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #000066; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/224/2137/480/collage 7 - fl bday2.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8363579-111124675176768473?l=ericaisms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ericaisms.blogspot.com/feeds/111124675176768473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8363579&amp;postID=111124675176768473' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363579/posts/default/111124675176768473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363579/posts/default/111124675176768473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ericaisms.blogspot.com/2005/03/so-heres-part-2.html' title=''/><author><name>jubei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8363579.post-111116614244066950</id><published>2005-03-19T01:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-19T01:18:44.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'>about the collage</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;sorry if the pic is too small. i can't seem to make it larger. coz if i make it larger, it gets blurry.. so i'l find a way to make it really BIG so that y'all can see ur face. (and if u know how to make the pic larger without ruining the resolution, then please tell me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i kinda spent slightly more time in this collage. but i still think im still a LOSER when it comes to making collages using photoshop 7. hopefully, il improve on my skills. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'd like to thank xiu yi again for sending me the extremely BIG picture file..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8363579-111116614244066950?l=ericaisms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ericaisms.blogspot.com/feeds/111116614244066950/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8363579&amp;postID=111116614244066950' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363579/posts/default/111116614244066950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363579/posts/default/111116614244066950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ericaisms.blogspot.com/2005/03/about-collage.html' title='about the collage'/><author><name>jubei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8363579.post-111116565610929848</id><published>2005-03-19T01:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-19T01:07:36.110+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>ok.. i made a collage.. again.. i know you're probably going "stop it with the collages, i'm sick of it!!" so anyways, this collage is on fang lin's birthday celebration.. this collage ain't done yet. there's another one coming. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/224/2137/320/collage 6 - fl&amp;#39;s bday.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #000066; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/224/2137/450/collage 6 - fl&amp;#39;s bday.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8363579-111116565610929848?l=ericaisms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ericaisms.blogspot.com/feeds/111116565610929848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8363579&amp;postID=111116565610929848' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363579/posts/default/111116565610929848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363579/posts/default/111116565610929848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ericaisms.blogspot.com/2005/03/ok.html' title=''/><author><name>jubei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8363579.post-111105368436511367</id><published>2005-03-17T16:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-17T18:01:24.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fang lin's bday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;on a MONDAY, im waiting...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;went to orchard with a lot of people. (too lazy to write all their names) searched high and low for a gift for fang lin. so in the end i shared with jie fang and marilyn. our gift was a shirt from esprit and perfume from body shop. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;then we wanted to watch lemony snicketts: a series of unfortunate events. but in the end we didn't watch coz the guys didn't feel like watching. i dunno, they just didn't feel like watching. so we went to sakae sushi. yummy.. i ate a lot. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;then we walked around. just killing time.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;we met up with the guys at orange julius(i think), found out that a plastic bag containing money was missing (gasp). in the end, they left it in ricky's house. so we had to go to ricky's house to collect the money and at the same time to visit him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;he lived at this apartment at lucky plaza. ( i didn't know that lucky plaza had apartments). then we had to take a lift all the way to the 20 something floor. it's was so hot inside the lift and imagine 10 or more people squished inside. afterwards, we were squished again inside ricky's room. then some watched this chinese drama while others talked to ricky.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;afterwards, we left and headed for home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;** took a lot of crazy pictures today.. hehe.. very, very fun.  i took one picture with derrick while we were crossing the road. as in cars were behind us and we just stopped in the middle of the road to take pictures. people were probably thinking that we're crazy. we really looked liked crazy tourists. **&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;on a tuesday, i am fading...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i did my homework and slept the whole day.. enough said. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;on a wednesday, i can't sleep..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;had to go for the stupid maths thing. had to go all the way to commonwealth. it was at river valley high school. the teachers there probably thought we were rude or something. coz we came 10 minutes late, then we're not properly attired and we left before the event even ended. yeah, that's kinda rude. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;but who cares? stupid malek didn't even come for this. it was like an absolute waste of time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;so afterwards, we wanted to celebrate fang lin's birthday. so at first, we went to bugis. we ate lunch there and of course, our ritual: taking neoprints. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;then we went to orchard. supposed to watch lemony snickets at the 3.20 slot but we didn't like the seats so we watched the 5.30 slot instead. we killed time by hanging outside the lan place. i was able to master the skill of throwing food high up and then catching it with your mouth. ( that was fun) then i played pool with hew yenn and paul. obviously, im the Loser with the capital L. i just sucked in pool. but hey, im willing to master the skill of pool. so all i need is practice. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;then we went to watch lemony snickets. it wasnt' that bad at all. it was just that guys don't have taste. hehe. and everytime it showed sunny, i said " so cute!". so imagine, people surrounding me thinking "yeah, i get your point. just shut up"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;afterwards, i had dinner with saint houng, xiu yi, aloy, dom, derrick, cheng han and michael. the rest went home. so we ate at pizza hut but we didn't eat pizza. ( i know you're probably saying 'huh?') so everyone ate some baked rice thingy or lasagna. but it was nice. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;michael, derrick and dom left after eating but me, sh, xy, aloy and cheng han stayed and ordered dessert. it wasn't nice at all. i just liked the whipped cream.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;then went to heeren for a while to buy jf's earring but there was no stock. so we went home. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;**took a lot of pictures again. derrick and i took another pic while crossing the road. we're crazy like that.**&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;(in case ur wondering what's those sentence in pink. it's from the song pieces of me by ashlee simpson. yeah, it's lame...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;oh yeah, here's another collage i made for fang lin. again, i just made it in a span of 20 mins. so bear with it. anyways, it's the thought that counts :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8363579-111105368436511367?l=ericaisms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ericaisms.blogspot.com/feeds/111105368436511367/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8363579&amp;postID=111105368436511367' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363579/posts/default/111105368436511367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363579/posts/default/111105368436511367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ericaisms.blogspot.com/2005/03/fang-lins-bday.html' title='fang lin&apos;s bday'/><author><name>jubei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8363579.post-111104953270754018</id><published>2005-03-17T16:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-17T16:52:12.706+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>happy birthday Fang Lin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/224/2137/320/P1010024.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #000066; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/224/2137/400/P1010024.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8363579-111104953270754018?l=ericaisms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ericaisms.blogspot.com/feeds/111104953270754018/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8363579&amp;postID=111104953270754018' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363579/posts/default/111104953270754018'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363579/posts/default/111104953270754018'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ericaisms.blogspot.com/2005/03/happy-birthday-fang-lin.html' title=''/><author><name>jubei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8363579.post-111019767691960695</id><published>2005-03-07T19:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-07T20:14:36.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'>today's post</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i was kinda late for school today. woke up late and i bathed very slowly ( i don't have the sense of urgency) . then once i finished dressing up, i noticed the clock and i realised that i'm extremely late.  so i left the house with uncombed hair and my shoelaces not properly tied. and to top it all of, i was in that state while i was running after the bus.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;so can it get any worse?? well, obviously it can.  once i came down the bus and i was already crossing the road, it suddenly rained. so i was  drenched and i looked as if i just took a swim in my uniform. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;what a "good" way to start your day/week.. haiz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;==o0o==&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;suprisingly, malek seemed to be in a good mood today. he had a new haircut too.. (hehe)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;he even told us that he wanted to take us out to downtown east. but he couldn't coz there isn't enough time and also because of the lack of transportation. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;actually, if only he knew that mdm bibi jan didn't come today, we could have gone there and we could have spent the whole day there. that would have been more fun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;oh well, we just had amaths tutorial. i don't know whether he was just in good mood or what, but for the first time in my life he didn't ask for $1 coz i didn't completely do my homework. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;then cheng han and quan zun came up with a plan by stalling and preventing malek from doing misc. questions.. so what was their plan?? ask as many questions as you can so that he wouldn't have time to do misc. questions.. i helped out a bit in the stalling part but the question is: did it work?? HELL NOOOOO!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;then afterwards, we went to the MLC. anyone from 403 could have predicted what we did.. that's what we did the whole day. then paul, uzma and dom kinda kept on entering the mlc. so it's obvious what their agenda is. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;it was kinda fun hanging out at the MLC. then cheryl was there. then, we spent most of the time gossiping. very fun! now i know some secrets.. (hehe) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;==o0o== &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;tmr is my french ca. i have not started studying yet. and it's already 8.15pm. im in trouble.. again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8363579-111019767691960695?l=ericaisms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ericaisms.blogspot.com/feeds/111019767691960695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8363579&amp;postID=111019767691960695' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363579/posts/default/111019767691960695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363579/posts/default/111019767691960695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ericaisms.blogspot.com/2005/03/todays-post.html' title='today&apos;s post'/><author><name>jubei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8363579.post-111011516094539612</id><published>2005-03-06T21:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-06T21:19:20.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'>forum</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i am currently experiencing this disease called "forum addiction"...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;frankly speaking, i felt that the forum was just crap when i first visited it. coz to me, it was full of nonsense. there were topics like, cheryl and cheng han, the love triangle and blahblahblah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;but yesterday, fazli, forced me to go to the forum and reply to something. and so i did. and now i have the "disease". &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;=o0o=&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;it's already 9.21pm and i have not done a single question from the amaths and emaths tys.. oh man.. im in trouble..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8363579-111011516094539612?l=ericaisms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8363579.post-110995089796349105</id><published>2005-03-04T23:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-04T23:44:00.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'>collage entry</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;apologies if the collage isn't nice.. i just made this collage in a span of 20 minutes.. so you have to understand why it's so plain..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didn't even have time to make a decent background. so i think i messed the whole collage by putting the butterfly border.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks to xiu yi for sending the big, gargantuan, gigantic, enormous picture file.. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;and sorry if the picture is kinda small.. so too bad if you can't see your face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8363579-110995089796349105?l=ericaisms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ericaisms.blogspot.com/feeds/110995089796349105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8363579&amp;postID=110995089796349105' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363579/posts/default/110995089796349105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363579/posts/default/110995089796349105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ericaisms.blogspot.com/2005/03/collage-entry.html' title='collage entry'/><author><name>jubei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8363579.post-110995028888108893</id><published>2005-03-04T23:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-03-04T23:31:28.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>this is the collage i made.. it's the sec 3 camp...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/224/2137/320/Collage3 copy.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:2px solid #000066; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/224/2137/400/Collage3 copy.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8363579-110995028888108893?l=ericaisms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ericaisms.blogspot.com/feeds/110995028888108893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8363579&amp;postID=110995028888108893' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363579/posts/default/110995028888108893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363579/posts/default/110995028888108893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ericaisms.blogspot.com/2005/03/this-is-collage-i-made.html' title=''/><author><name>jubei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8363579.post-110939886011360783</id><published>2005-02-26T13:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-26T14:21:00.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'>update</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ca is finally over!! *yey!!* now its time to worry about your results!..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i still think i screwed up for the chem test. though i was able to do all questions, my answers are total CRAP!! i hate chem....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;im happy about my physics test... i thought i'd never see the day il get an A for physics... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;well, enough about tests and stuff... im not in the mood to write about that...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;--o0o--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;im changing the skin of this blog.. the present skin is just BORING!! i actually made a skin from photoshop.. it's not done yet coz im too lazy to finish it. i think it's gonna be a long time before i can upload the new skin.. so be patient and just wait.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;--o0o--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;does anyone have pics taken during the chalet?? i used to have pics but it got deleted because the old, stupid computer was reformated... *( thank God i have a new computer)*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;if you have the chalet pictures, sec 3 camp pics, or absolutely any picture that has our class in it, then can you please send it to me?? or you can just leave it in the forum... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;--o0o--&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i hate the yearbook!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;the pictures are not clear!!! the resolution sucks!! don't they know how to use adobe photoshop!!(hehe.. acting like as if i do)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;aside from the fact that the resolution sucks, another reason why i hate the yearbook is because, I GOT CROPED OUT OF THE PREFECT INVESTITURE PICTURE! if you see page 24 of the yearbook, all you can see is my face.. well, actually you can't even see my full head!! and my picture is NOT even coloured!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;damn you publishers!! you can't even get the name of my school right!! (they wrote bedok secondary school on the back page..)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I DEMAND a full page of me for this year's yearbook!!! a COLOURED full page of ME!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;damn you publishers!! damn yoooouuuuu!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8363579-110939886011360783?l=ericaisms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ericaisms.blogspot.com/feeds/110939886011360783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8363579&amp;postID=110939886011360783' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363579/posts/default/110939886011360783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363579/posts/default/110939886011360783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ericaisms.blogspot.com/2005/02/update_26.html' title='update'/><author><name>jubei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8363579.post-110786603666325207</id><published>2005-02-08T19:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-08T20:35:32.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'>chinese new year</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;flag day&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;flag day isn't nice at all. imagine me walking around pasir ris, sweating like hell and all i could say is "would you like to make a donation?" oh man, if only i was paid a dollar every time i said that line, i would have been richer than donald trump by now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well, at least i managed to make my tin full.. well, not exactly full, but at least more than half is filled. and it took me 4 freaking hours to get it done. yet i still had to help dom and other lazyass people to finish the stickers.. :) and most of the lazyass people are the guys.. :) haay, never trust a man to do a job. useless.. even melvyn was useless.. hehehe.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;steamboat&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to parkway to eat steamboat with derrick, fang lin, xiu yi, dom, fang lin, michael, jie fang and then cheryl tagged along. as usual, cheryl didn't eat.. as of now, i have never seen her eat with us whenever we go out.. are u on a diet or something? trying to lose weight to catch someone's attention?? **ahem ahem **&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya, im in a new "family". im xiu yi's daughter and derrick's my adopted little brother, shan joo is xiu yi's sister and she has 2 children namely jie fang and dominic so technically that makes them my cousins and then we have a family maid which is fang lin who is married to zhi min and fang lin has a brother named michael. ( i hope you read that twice) not forgeting our family dog, cheng han... :) i dun even know whether that's a compliment or an insult for cheng han..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dun really know whether the whole family tree is lame or not... oh well.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;celebrations&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cny celebration in school is such a drag.. it's always the same every year. might as well video tape it and show every cny celebration...( lame la..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/8363579-110786603666325207?l=ericaisms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ericaisms.blogspot.com/feeds/110786603666325207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8363579&amp;postID=110786603666325207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363579/posts/default/110786603666325207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363579/posts/default/110786603666325207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ericaisms.blogspot.com/2005/02/chinese-new-year.html' title='chinese new year'/><author><name>jubei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8363579.post-110751579962178116</id><published>2005-02-04T18:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-02-04T19:16:39.620+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my week</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;it's been a long time since i last updated this blog so im gonna make this entry extra long... hehe.. so enjoy!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ok, for today's post im just gonna write about the "highlights" of the week..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tuesday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;surely you have read in other blogs what happened on this day. but since i wanna make this post extra long, i have no choice but to write about what happened on this day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;for pe, we played baseball. the game started well at first. i was ecstatic being able to bat. but when it was my turn to bat, i ended up being out coz the ball reached the first base before i could reach it. so i went to sit down on the grass with dom and other people. next up was ridhwan.. once he hit the ball, he threw the baseball bat into our direction. i just saw the baseball bat going to my direction so my instincts told me to avoid it.. so i kind of rolled on the grass moving to my right.. so anyways, the baseball bat hit dominic's knee instead. i didn't know that he was hit at first coz he was on my left and i was rolling around moving to the right. so i didn't see it happen. then, when i finally looked onto my left, i saw him lying on the grass holding his knee. the first thing i said was "are you ok?". and then i felt stupid asking that question coz obviously he wasn't&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;afterwards, everyone was surrounding him.  i thought at first that he broke his knee cap. but thankfully, nothing serious happened to him. then mr wie blamed ridhwan for what he did. it was smart of ridhwan to hit the ball but it was stupid of him to throw the bat.  i still think that this incident could have been avoided. i felt that ridhwan didn't really show any remorse on what happened to dominic. he could have been more apologetic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;thursday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;nothing out of the ordinary happened on thursday. we only had a vector test. im getting this weird feeling about the test. i feel that i will pass the test but i wont.. get what i mean??.. haay, of course you won't get what i mean coz it doesn't make sense at all.  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;friday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;had cme for the first period. feel like we all lack class participation. and at the same time, most of the groups in the class didn't research for the japanese occupation thing. so i think ms tham was disappointed on us. so since no one could present their project, ms tham said the class should talk about the school values thing. but we didn't really participate so the monitor/monitress had to "scold" us. it wasn't really much of a scolding. the monitors weren't serious in scolding us either. but in the end, we kind of participated a bit and ended up doing most of the topics for the school values thing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;after school, saint houng and i went to macdonalds.. and guess what? we found out about the wonderful world of redeeming points. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;saint houng and i forgot our passwords for the ez link thing so we both had to try a couple of times before we finally got it right. then i got so excited when i found out that i have 730 points in my account. so i quickly bought the double cheeseburger and i was tempted to buy the nuggets coz i still had enough points for it. but then sh said it's better to save the points. and so i did. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8363579-110751579962178116?l=ericaisms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8363579.post-110649256297201466</id><published>2005-01-23T22:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-23T23:02:42.973+08:00</updated><title type='text'>announcement</title><content type='html'>attention:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;does anyone have a photoshop 7 or photoshop cs?? if you do, can you please make a copy of it then give it to me... i'm willing to give you a cd which you could burn it in.. i'm desperate for a photoshop.. i need my skills to be practised you know... hehehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8363579-110649256297201466?l=ericaisms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ericaisms.blogspot.com/feeds/110649256297201466/comments/default' 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type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;==0O0===&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;since it's been a long time since i last posted, im gonna make this post a little bit longer. and so im gonna write about what happened for the past 3 days..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;friday &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;watched elektra with xiu yi, saint houng, aloy, cheng han, chai jing,michael and cheryl. i still had fun with them even though i was feeling so sick. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;elektra was not as good as what i was expecting. i think this movie is the type of easy-to-forget movie.. it's not like the type of movie that you would talk about 4 days. in fact, once i arrived home, i kind of forgot that i watched a movie... weird huh... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;after the movie, we walked around orchard road just for fun.. at that point of time it was getting kinda boring so we went to starbucks for coffee.. i didn't drink anything though coz i felt that i was too sick to even drink coffee. so the rest drank coffee while i just stared around.. then xiu yi bought this thing for me... everyone was persuading me that it was shit... hahaha.. it was this jelly thing in which you put honey on it so that it wouldn't taste so bitter.. it was ok though.. so i'd like to thank xiu yi for buying that jelly thing for me... (so i think i owe her S$5 now....)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;once they were done drinking coffee, we headed to cineleisure. while we walking out, we heard drums being played and so we wanted to see who was playing it. i was absolutely shocked when i saw the person playing it. it was a kid.. A KID.. he was like less than 5 years old yet he could play the drums so well.. man, he's lucky for being born talented.. darn, im already 16 yet i still don't know what im good at.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;so we walked to cineleisure and debating whether to watch phantom of the opera.. i remember watching that play when i was around 9.. and i remember the guy with the mask giving me the creeps.. anyways, in the end we didn't watch the phantom.. so what did we do?? of course we couldn't leave orchard withough getting a neoprint... that's like a "ritual" for us. you know, whenever we go out, we would always take neoprints. without fail.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;so then we took a lot of time walking around then ended up eating at this sushi restaurant.. after eating, we unleashed our intelligence.. haha.. ok, seriously, we talked about a lot of things that you wouldn't think that we would talk about... topics like, religion, ghosts, discovery channel and a lot more.. and i believe we took more time talking than actually eating. and i was surprised that the waitresses didn't kick us out. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;so afterwards, we went to the toilet and of course, there's this never-ending joke about the 4 of us sharing a toilet, i mean sharing a cubicle... the 4 of us would mean, aloy, me, cheng han and chai jing.. creepy huh... anyway, we were heading to the bus stop when we ran into lidya, janice and angelia.. and anything we talked about after that is purely confidential.. :) it's not something negative though... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;saturday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;now i know how it feels like being mute. as in you can't say a word. i had a major sore throat and i had a 38 degree fever. so therefore, i wasn't able to go to the physics thing.. so about my sore throat, i couldn't say a word at all. i had to do sign language in order to talk to my mom. sentences that took at least 1 second to say took me 2 minutes to do sign language in.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;and the rest of the day was spent sleeping.. so nothing much to write about... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sunday&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;still feeling sick. at least i can talk now. spent the day doing homework. precisely emaths and amaths. so today is a boring day too.. nothing much to write about either. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8363579-110649214334268027?l=ericaisms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ericaisms.blogspot.com/feeds/110649214334268027/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8363579&amp;postID=110649214334268027' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363579/posts/default/110649214334268027'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363579/posts/default/110649214334268027'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ericaisms.blogspot.com/2005/01/my-weekend.html' title='my weekend'/><author><name>jubei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8363579.post-110580476840337937</id><published>2005-01-15T23:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-01-15T23:59:28.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my computer</title><content type='html'>i hate my computer. i've said that on a previous entry and again i will say that i hate my computer. it took me at least 20 minutes or maybe even more just to open it. and it takes more when u wanna use the internet. it just pisses me off. and i'm starting to think that my computer has PMS. sometimes it will work, sometimes it won't. or sometimes it will just hang up on you. and the thing that truly pisses me off is that it will hang when your doing something really important, like doing that ss summary...&lt;br /&gt;my computer should be qualified to have the title of "THE MOST VIRUS INFECTED COMPUTER."&lt;br /&gt;&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/8363579-110580476840337937?l=ericaisms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ericaisms.blogspot.com/feeds/110580476840337937/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8363579&amp;postID=110580476840337937' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363579/posts/default/110580476840337937'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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the new year and im already in a dilemma, what more for the rest of the year??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;my first day of school&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hated it... i hate my first day of school. damn, is there something positive in my life??? anyways, the moment i stepped in school, i was already looking at the face i hated the most.. claps for you if you can guess who...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;although i know im in the wrong but what is really the deal with having short hair in school???&lt;br /&gt;first of all, what is so bad about having long hair in school ?!? why did they have to implement a school rule saying that we have to have short hair or tie your hair?? will it make you smarter if you do so??? will it make you score all A1s in you O level if you have short hair?? will it make you have a successful career if you have short hair???? the same argument goes with dyeing your hair, wearing pyss socks and so on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, i didn't go to any class today though. i was too busy giving out those class register things and helping out in the hall... although i didn't go to class, i feel i didn't miss anything at all. according to saint houng, they didn't do much in class. and saint houng said that malek announced in class that he will be in charge of a prom night this year... my first reaction was: WHAT???!?!?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aside from that stunning news.. i found out that mr chua is willing to sponsor 3 days, 2 nights in kl if ever we win the class challenge trophy. oh well, that means going to school on national day celebration.. **sigh** i suddenly remembered that day when half the class didn't go to school and went to orchard road instead.. and fang lin was so angry at us because we caused our class points to decrease drastically... **sigh** brings back all the memories of being truant....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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/8363579-110475535879499998?l=ericaisms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ericaisms.blogspot.com/feeds/110475535879499998/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8363579&amp;postID=110475535879499998' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363579/posts/default/110475535879499998'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363579/posts/default/110475535879499998'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ericaisms.blogspot.com/2005/01/new-year.html' title='the new year'/><author><name>jubei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8363579.post-110434951130630746</id><published>2004-12-30T02:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-12-30T03:46:46.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the statement</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;im back from the dead.. this post is way long overdue so i think this post is gonna be extra long.. enjoy!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;== o0o ==&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Im a mom!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now don't raise your eyebrows here, i didn't really give birth.. i just got an iPod!! yahoo!! at least 1 out of my 3 christmas wishes came true. anyways, im thinking of giving my iPod a name.. any suggestions?? haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got a blue iPod!! i said it before and i will say it again, jie fang's iPod has finally found a partner! hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;== o0o ==&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Physics and Chemistry test&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just hate studying for tests.. i detest it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;imagine this: it's christmas day and you always, ALWAYS celebrate it with your family and the whole bunch of relatives.. it has been a tradition to go to your grandmother's house and open your presents there and go to the kitchen or dining area every 2 minutes just to eat and stuffing your stomach with every food you see on the table. sounds like fun huh??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but NOOOOOOO!! i had to go back to singapore earlier just to take that TEST!! my christmas this year was miserable!! 1/2 of christmas day was spent studying.. - who the heck spends christmas studying?!?!?! damn it!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, for the rest of the day, i just had a simple dinner with my parents.. it was completely weird spending christmas that way.. i mean, for 15 years of your life you celebrate christmas in a VERY NOISY way. then suddenly, it all changes and christmas becomes so quiet.. **sigh**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;== o0o ==&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Homework&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh man, a few more days and it's the start of another miserable/stressful/crappy year of school.. im not even done with my homework yet!! all that last minute homework, sleepless nights studying is all coming back to me now.. **sigh**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess what? i have not even started on that emaths project!! **gasp** damn it, im not in the mood for it right now and i just think that the emaths project is utterly, completely useless!!! so my dear blog readers/ classmates, you have to say this with me now: MALEK'S project is utterly, completely USELESS!!!! (do i hear a rally coming on?? haha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking of that emaths project, i think that malek is just plain BORED.. so that's what triggers him to think of these lame projects.. first of all, did he ever THINK that we are actually going to have out O levels this year?? why didn't he just give time for us to study for our O levels rather than giving us some project to do which actually does not have much connections to our O levels!! ( can i get an AMEN!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;== o0o ==&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8363579-110434951130630746?l=ericaisms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ericaisms.blogspot.com/feeds/110434951130630746/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8363579&amp;postID=110434951130630746' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363579/posts/default/110434951130630746'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363579/posts/default/110434951130630746'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ericaisms.blogspot.com/2004/12/statement.html' title='the statement'/><author><name>jubei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8363579.post-110110388830090875</id><published>2004-11-22T14:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-22T14:14:13.413+08:00</updated><title type='text'>iBook</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MY CHRISTMAS WISH LIST&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 10px; MARGIN-LEFT: 10px"&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/50068796@N00/1627833/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://www.flickr.com/photos/1627833_3e222161aa_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px;font-size:0;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/50068796@N00/1627833/"&gt;iBook&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/50068796@N00/"&gt;ericaisms&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;1. iBook G4&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'd like to have an iBook G4.. im happy with the 12-inch one.. my computer at home is the slowest, crappiest, suckiest, lousiest and most virus infected computer in the world so that's why i want to have an iBook to replace this junk..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so if ever i do get to have one, it's gonna be my first time to have a laptop..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;**sigh** all i can do know is pray and hope to have one...&lt;br clear="all"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8363579-110110388830090875?l=ericaisms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ericaisms.blogspot.com/feeds/110110388830090875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8363579&amp;postID=110110388830090875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363579/posts/default/110110388830090875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363579/posts/default/110110388830090875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ericaisms.blogspot.com/2004/11/ibook.html' title='iBook'/><author><name>jubei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8363579.post-110110273477648386</id><published>2004-11-22T13:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-22T13:52:14.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'>amanpulo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/50068796@N00/1627834/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.flickr.com/photos/1627834_117c108e4c_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/50068796@N00/1627834/"&gt;amanpulo&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/50068796@N00/"&gt;ericaisms&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;2. holiday at amanpulo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;amanpulo is a resort in the pamalican island in the philippines.. the last time i was here i was just 9 years old (holy cow, that was 7 years ago!! man, time flies so fast!!) i just want to go back to amanpulo again!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this picture was taken by my aunt who was there 2 months ago.. the moment i saw this picture, i instantly fell in love with the beach.. look at the crystal clear water and the white sand.. don't u just love it??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o santa, please be extra generous this christmas..&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8363579-110110273477648386?l=ericaisms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ericaisms.blogspot.com/feeds/110110273477648386/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8363579&amp;postID=110110273477648386' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363579/posts/default/110110273477648386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363579/posts/default/110110273477648386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ericaisms.blogspot.com/2004/11/amanpulo.html' title='amanpulo'/><author><name>jubei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8363579.post-110110195388864078</id><published>2004-11-22T10:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-22T13:59:00.096+08:00</updated><title type='text'>iPodmini</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 10px; MARGIN-LEFT: 10px; WIDTH: 302px; HEIGHT: 152px"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px;font-size:0;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/50068796@N00/1627835/"&gt;iPodmini&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/50068796@N00/1627835/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; WIDTH: 255px; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid; HEIGHT: 130px" height="126" alt="" src="http://www.flickr.com/photos/1627835_3833f5bf06_m.jpg" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/50068796@N00/"&gt;ericaisms&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;3. iPod mini&lt;br /&gt;i've been dreaming of having one.. **sigh** if only santa is really generous this year..&lt;br /&gt;i'd like to have the blue iPod mini.. (if i have a blue one, then jie fang's iPod has found a partner!! hehe)&lt;br clear="all"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8363579-110110195388864078?l=ericaisms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ericaisms.blogspot.com/feeds/110110195388864078/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8363579&amp;postID=110110195388864078' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363579/posts/default/110110195388864078'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363579/posts/default/110110195388864078'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ericaisms.blogspot.com/2004/11/ipodmini.html' title='iPodmini'/><author><name>jubei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8363579.post-110105982463212217</id><published>2004-11-22T01:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-22T14:17:55.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dEcOrAtIoNs</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN-BOTTOM: 10px; MARGIN-LEFT: 10px"&gt;&lt;a title="photo sharing" href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/50068796@N00/1612804/"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-TOP: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-LEFT: #000000 2px solid; BORDER-BOTTOM: #000000 2px solid" alt="" src="http://www.flickr.com/photos/1612804_f4a73d00c4_m.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="MARGIN-TOP: 0px;font-size:0;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/50068796@N00/1612804/"&gt;dEcOrAtIoNs&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/50068796@N00/"&gt;ericaisms&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:lucida grande;font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;CHRISTMAS IS IN THE AIR&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;my chairs even get a christmas look!! haha.. my mom stuck these gold-coloured ribbons to the chair and i just think it looks great!! see the other christmas thingies on top of the dining table?! looks really cute... (so now i get insecure eating at the dining table coz i just dun want those decorations to have rice or sauce or whatever stuck on it.. so i have to be extremely careful when i eat.. haha)&lt;br clear="all"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8363579-110105982463212217?l=ericaisms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ericaisms.blogspot.com/feeds/110105982463212217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8363579&amp;postID=110105982463212217' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363579/posts/default/110105982463212217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363579/posts/default/110105982463212217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ericaisms.blogspot.com/2004/11/decorations.html' title='dEcOrAtIoNs'/><author><name>jubei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8363579.post-110105924365587067</id><published>2004-11-22T01:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-22T01:47:23.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my house is getting all christmas-sy!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="float: right; margin-left: 10px; margin-bottom: 10px;"&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/50068796@N00/1612797/" title="photo sharing"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.flickr.com/photos/1612797_4725152319_m.jpg" alt="" style="border: solid 2px #000000;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;span style="font-size: 0.9em; margin-top: 0px;"&gt;  &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/50068796@N00/1612797/"&gt;Picture 001&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;  Originally uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/people/50068796@N00/"&gt;ericaisms&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;**YeY** my house is starting to look so great because of all the decorations my mom made.. for us filipinos, we like having christmas decorations around the house as early as october.. (we're really excited people, you know)&lt;br /&gt;but because my mom is really busy with work, she just set up her christmas decorations now.. (she spent the whole weekend sprucing up the house) im just amazed how she decorated the christmas tree like a puzzle.. she just bought ribbons, christmas balls and those lights then she just combined them altogether.. (however, i didn't really take a good picture of the christmas tree so therefore the christmas tree looks a bit messy in the pic.. but believe me, it really looks nice up close. :)&lt;br clear="all" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8363579-110105924365587067?l=ericaisms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ericaisms.blogspot.com/feeds/110105924365587067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8363579&amp;postID=110105924365587067' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363579/posts/default/110105924365587067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363579/posts/default/110105924365587067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ericaisms.blogspot.com/2004/11/my-house-is-getting-all-christmas-sy.html' title='my house is getting all christmas-sy!!'/><author><name>jubei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8363579.post-110066056754313729</id><published>2004-11-18T02:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-17T11:19:49.666+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sleep, sleep and more sleep</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;i have been doing nothing but sleep, sleep and sleep... this actually gave my mom an impression that im nocturnal.. actually, im still not considered nocturnal because i still sleep during night time.. haha.. anyways, so nowadays, im having these headaches which my mom thinks are caused by excessive sleeping..( is there such thing??)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because of me doing nothing for the whole day, my mom said to make myself busy during the holidays... so she persuaded me to make a list of things to do during the holidays...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. finish up the photo album ( it has been chucked into a box which i think has collected enough dusts..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. do all the holiday homeworks ( stupid malek, gave us homeworks to last a whole lifetime!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. learn and master how to use adobe photoshop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. clean my room ( now that's just being ambitious)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. revise all subjects especially physics ( now that's just being &lt;strong&gt;really&lt;/strong&gt; ambitious)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. exercise... LOSE WEIGHT! ( now that's just being &lt;strong&gt;really really&lt;/strong&gt; ambitious)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8363579-110066056754313729?l=ericaisms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ericaisms.blogspot.com/feeds/110066056754313729/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8363579&amp;postID=110066056754313729' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363579/posts/default/110066056754313729'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363579/posts/default/110066056754313729'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ericaisms.blogspot.com/2004/11/sleep-sleep-and-more-sleep.html' title='sleep, sleep and more sleep'/><author><name>jubei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8363579.post-110026669689857181</id><published>2004-11-12T21:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-12T21:38:16.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'>movie.. again...</title><content type='html'>happy happy birthday to marilyn!!!! one more year and ur finally in ur sweet 16!!! hehehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today started out as normal.. went to school for that bridging program thing.. i really hate maths, i just dunno whether i really hate the subject or whether i just hate the teacher.. he even gave us this stupid assignment which we must do a survey.. we are supposed to ask our neighbours how many members are there, what is the annual family income, blah,blah, blah... and then we are supposed to present this data in a cumulative graph.. it's really, really lame...  my neighbours don't even smile back when i smile at them and yet you expect them to answer surveys??? i dun think they would take my survey seriously..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so afterwards, we went to tampines mall to watch taxi. me, fang lin, xiu yi and derrick watched taxi while hew yenn, jie fang and the birthday girl, marilyn went to watch princess diaries..the guy in that movie is just so handsome.. (girls, u have to agree with me on this.. haha) anyways, the 4 of us watched taxi and the movie is not that great.. although it was funny, the story line is predictable.. i really like that car and the high-speed action..&lt;br /&gt;i think guys would like this movie the most, i mean there are 4 hot models in that movie!! gisele bundchen was really flaming hot!! i think she's the perfect example for the 'coca cola bottle' figure! hehehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah, i ate liver today.. it was yucky... we went to eat steamboat and i was just curious how liver tasted so xiu yi gave me a piece of liver.. it's really disgusting.... i felt like i was in fear factor..haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8363579-110026669689857181?l=ericaisms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ericaisms.blogspot.com/feeds/110026669689857181/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8363579&amp;postID=110026669689857181' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363579/posts/default/110026669689857181'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363579/posts/default/110026669689857181'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ericaisms.blogspot.com/2004/11/movie-again.html' title='movie.. again...'/><author><name>jubei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8363579.post-110026552814332984</id><published>2004-11-11T13:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-22T13:57:28.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'>deepavali!</title><content type='html'>happy deepavali to all!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so today there's no school and i didn't really do anything but to stay at home and just relax.. not only that i found out that i am capable of doing things that i never thought that i am capable of doing.. so here's the list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. i never thought that i could eat one whole cadbury top deck chocolate all by myself.. (talk about all the calories i gained)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. i never thought that i am capable of sleeping 4 naps a day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. i never thought that i am capable of bathing for more than one and a half hours... (i just wanna be squeeky clean, you know)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. i never thought i could watch 4 dvds straight in a day.. (talk about having myopia)&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/8363579-110026552814332984?l=ericaisms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ericaisms.blogspot.com/feeds/110026552814332984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8363579&amp;postID=110026552814332984' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363579/posts/default/110026552814332984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363579/posts/default/110026552814332984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ericaisms.blogspot.com/2004/11/deepavali.html' title='deepavali!'/><author><name>jubei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8363579.post-110026468613545416</id><published>2004-11-10T23:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-16T16:38:16.216+08:00</updated><title type='text'>watched a movie.. again...</title><content type='html'>so today me, derrick, fang lin, jie fang, dominic, cheng han , aloy, michael, xiu yi and chai jing went to tampines mall to watch shark tale.. this movie is cool. it's funny and i just like will smith. although the story line was kinda predictable, the jokes and stuff were funny.. it's nice seeing the 'underwater world' being portrayed like the 'new york times square'.. hehe.. i just love the part when oscar was dancing like mc hammer in the song 'cant touch this'... hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rewind:&lt;br /&gt;ok, so before the movie, we went to this playground which was obviously made for kids in the modern world.. heck, i have never seen a playground without the normal things like the seesaw, swing and the slide.. there's even one play thingy in there which we totally dunno what is the use of it... i think it's too modern for kids to use it.. there's even one part in which water comes out if you press the button. but the rest of the play thingy was just useless.. who the hell would design that type of play thingy for kids?? heck, sec 3 students can't even figure out how to use that thing and then u expect kindergarteners to play with it???...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;although there was one part of the playground which i think is cool. it's this metal thing which turns round and round and round... i didn't try it though, coz i was afraid i might throw up coz i had a full stomach at that time... but it's really cool seeing my friends getting dizzy. hehe.. other kids at the playground stared at my friends with amusement... haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fast-forward:&lt;br /&gt;ok, so after the movie, we went home.. me, chai jing and aloy took the train and the rest took the bus home.. while we were on the train, we talked nothing but crap. although all the things we said we're crap, i still ended up bursting with laughter..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8363579-110026468613545416?l=ericaisms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ericaisms.blogspot.com/feeds/110026468613545416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8363579&amp;postID=110026468613545416' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363579/posts/default/110026468613545416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363579/posts/default/110026468613545416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ericaisms.blogspot.com/2004/11/watched-movie-again.html' title='watched a movie.. again...'/><author><name>jubei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8363579.post-109988029706180483</id><published>2004-11-09T02:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-11-08T10:20:35.243+08:00</updated><title type='text'>** blur **</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;finally, i have something interesting to write about in my blog.. so here it goes...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;bus fare: 55 cents&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;time taken to go to school: 30 minutes&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;expression on my face when i remembered that math class was cancelled: priceless&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;********&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"SHIT!!! I TOTALLY FORGOT!!!" those were the exact same words that came out of my mouth when i remembered that maths class was cancelled. me, together with doreen and valli were standing outside the maths room when chai jing and brenda said "ey, i though u all dun have maths lesson?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;how blur/stupid/forgetful can i be?&lt;/span&gt; shit man, how can it slip off my mind?!? if only i remembered that there was no maths class, i could have slept for 3 more hours!&lt;br /&gt;&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/8363579-109988029706180483?l=ericaisms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ericaisms.blogspot.com/feeds/109988029706180483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8363579&amp;postID=109988029706180483' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363579/posts/default/109988029706180483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363579/posts/default/109988029706180483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ericaisms.blogspot.com/2004/11/blur.html' title='** blur **'/><author><name>jubei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8363579.post-109887693207451235</id><published>2004-10-27T19:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-27T19:35:32.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/224/2137/640/ipodspecialtla20041026.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/224/2137/200/ipodspecialtla20041026.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's a pic of the U2 iPod limited edition. so go on and drool away.. = )&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' 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/8363579-109887693207451235?l=ericaisms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ericaisms.blogspot.com/feeds/109887693207451235/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8363579&amp;postID=109887693207451235' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363579/posts/default/109887693207451235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363579/posts/default/109887693207451235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ericaisms.blogspot.com/2004/10/heres-pic-of-u2-ipod-limited-edition.html' title=''/><author><name>jubei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8363579.post-109887656692613191</id><published>2004-10-27T19:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-27T19:37:44.993+08:00</updated><title type='text'>** desperate for an iPod **</title><content type='html'>has anyone seen the new iPod?? it's very, very cool!! the moment i saw the U2 limited edition iPod, i started drooling.. visit &lt;a href="http://www.apple.com.sg"&gt;www.apple.com.sg&lt;/a&gt; to see the iPod for yourself. ... the moment the website pops out, you would start drooling too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seeing the new iPod makes me more desperate to buy one. however, it's really expensive!! the U2 limited edition iPod costs S$628 while the iPod(photo) costs S$888..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so go check the website while i go and continue drooling...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/8363579-109887656692613191?l=ericaisms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ericaisms.blogspot.com/feeds/109887656692613191/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8363579&amp;postID=109887656692613191' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363579/posts/default/109887656692613191'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363579/posts/default/109887656692613191'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ericaisms.blogspot.com/2004/10/desperate-for-ipod.html' title='** desperate for an iPod **'/><author><name>jubei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8363579.post-109862801295657570</id><published>2004-10-25T13:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-27T18:17:32.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'>** the one where i blabbed about my chalet partIII **</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;warning!! this entry is extra extra long!! enjoy!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3rd day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;woke up feeling lazy to go to the chalet.. however, i just forced myself to coz i didn't want to waste the $35 i paid for.. haha... i found out that we were transfering to another place so saint houng advised me to go before 9.30... so i arrived at the chalet at around 9.10 and then i found out that my retainers are missing.. the night before, i remembered wrapping it in a tissue and chucking it into my bag. however, i couldn't find it and i asked saint houng whether she saw any tissue papers lying around.. she said that she just threw all the tissue papers lying around in that smelly dustbin in the kitchen.. i screamed like hell and i bet that scream would have launched an earthquake in singapore.. anyways, i ran to the dustbin to find my precious retainers and i searched like one treasure hunter.. i swear, that is the creepiest thing i have ever done.. i mean, i touched all the tissue papers in the dustbin(with a protective hand glove of course) and i swear, some tissue papers are too disgusting to be described. so therefore, i gave up... i just couldn't stand the fishy smell of the dustbin.. in the end, saint houng(feeling guilty) helped to look for my retainers. i dunno whether she's a trained dustbin lady or something but she was able to discover my retainers in less than 4 minutes!! hahaha!! so my heart goes out to saint houng who had the courage to dig the dustbin and ignore the fact that she had very sensitive sense of smell.. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so aftwerwards, we walked at least 3 bus stops away to our new place.. we were pissed at first coz we didn't really know where to go and shan joo was unsure where to go too.. however, after a few minutes, shan joo and xiu yi saved the day by finally locating our next "home".. upon arriving there, we found out that the place is not ready to be used yet coz some cleaning had to be done, so therefore we hung out outside the place and saint houng, me, nancy and lidya sat on this bench and we received a lot of TALK from the one and only Mr Chua Tock Hai... he was saying a lot of things which are quite meaningful but any normal teenager wouldn't be interested in it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so fast-forward... after that, saint houng, xiu yi, michael, aloy, nancy, lidya, jie fang, chai jing, fang lin, cheng han, quan zun and me went to escape.. we had fun but there were a few rides which were closed for maintenance(sue them for making us pay $16.50 but only enjoying limited rides..) all the way, we talked nothing but physics.. yeah, you read it right folks, PHYSICS.. we talked about P.E, K.E, moments, blah,blah,blah... and jie fang, saint houng and me had our pic printed when we rode that wet and wild thing.. hehe..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so moving on, we went back to the chalet and we were too tired to talk to each other so we slept the whole bus journey.. so upon arriving, we started bbqing and i became the famous "butter lady".. yes, that's right.. i finally helped out in the bbq. i was the one who spread the butter in those chickens,hotdogs, satays etc.. thanks to me, ur food are tasteful... hahaha...(just praising myself..hehe)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after all that eating, some of us gathered outside to hear mr chua's lectures and also to Ridhwan's "mini concert".. anyways, mr. chua said told us about palm reading and i have the straightest, most visible line on my right hand which symbolises CAREER!! yahoo! so does that mean im gonna earn millions when i grow up?? haha.. however, they told me not to take it all into my head coz it's gonna change my personality..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after some talk, the class decided on having a water bomb.. oh, it's a water bomb fight at first but in the end, it turned out to be a butter bomb, soya sauce bomb, rose syrup bomb, detergent bomb and some are even the combinations of all that i mentioned.. stupid ridhwan, he was the one who started adding "extra ingredients" to the water.. well, at first i wasn't affected coz i was the faithful caretaker of valuable items such as cameras, hp and wallets.. but somehow i wanted to enjoy myself and gave in.. i joined the bomb fight!! it's actually pretty fun.. REVENGE!!! i took revenge on ridhwan of course and some other guys who put butter on me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cleaned up the place after that and then went to bathe coz i was too oily and buttery.. i had butter all over me.. i was like one chicken marinated with butter and ready to be fried.. yummy.. haha..&lt;br /&gt;afterwards, we talked about ghost stories and stuff and then finally headed upstairs to catch some zzzzzzzs....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8363579-109862801295657570?l=ericaisms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ericaisms.blogspot.com/feeds/109862801295657570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8363579&amp;postID=109862801295657570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363579/posts/default/109862801295657570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363579/posts/default/109862801295657570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ericaisms.blogspot.com/2004/10/one-where-i-blabbed-about-my-chalet_24.html' title='** the one where i blabbed about my chalet partIII **'/><author><name>jubei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8363579.post-109862829312552196</id><published>2004-10-24T22:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-24T22:31:33.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/224/2137/640/Picture%20012.jpg'&gt;&lt;img border='0' style='border:1px solid #000000; margin:2px' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/224/2137/200/Picture%20012.jpg'&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here we are bbqing.. that's xiu yi, saint houng, cheng han and your one and only "butter lady", erica... hehe.. the one who is facing his back would be aloy... =)&amp;nbsp;&lt;a href='http://www.hello.com/' target='ext'&gt;&lt;img src='http://photos1.blogger.com/pbh.gif' alt='Posted by Hello' 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/8363579-109862829312552196?l=ericaisms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ericaisms.blogspot.com/feeds/109862829312552196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8363579&amp;postID=109862829312552196' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363579/posts/default/109862829312552196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363579/posts/default/109862829312552196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ericaisms.blogspot.com/2004/10/here-we-are-bbqing.html' title=''/><author><name>jubei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8363579.post-109854382753117498</id><published>2004-10-23T22:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-26T21:35:46.916+08:00</updated><title type='text'>** the one where i blabbed about my chalet part II **</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;unfortunately, this post would not be extra long&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;2nd day&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i didn't really do much on the second day.. upon waking up, i hung out in xiu yi, shan joo and gang's room. they played some card game which i didn't really know how to play. so therefore, i just stared at them with amusement. while playing the game, we talked a bit and kinda gossiped around.. afterwards, i borrowed lidya's skates and was skated around the house. after, i felt that the house was too small for me to skate on so therefore i decided to skate outside.. and i expericenced the most humiliating thing of my life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the road was kind of a slope which was going down.. so i skated down and i couldn't stop.. fucking gravity, it was pulling me down and i was accelerating more and more and i really couldnt't stop.. aloysious was down the slope with quan zun and i ended up landing on the grass(thank god) and aloysious with quan zun helped me up.. luckily, i didnt have a scar or a huge wound in my flawless legs..(hahaha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;afterwards, i went to eat and then sleep and upon waking up, i heard nancy and lidya were going to katong to play billiards.. my decision at first was to play with them but in the end i went home since my house was nearby and spent the rest of the day sleeping.. i was supposed to go back to the chalet that night coz they were having steamboat. however, my laziness daunted upon me and thus i just stayed at home to sleep...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8363579-109854382753117498?l=ericaisms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ericaisms.blogspot.com/feeds/109854382753117498/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8363579&amp;postID=109854382753117498' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363579/posts/default/109854382753117498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363579/posts/default/109854382753117498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ericaisms.blogspot.com/2004/10/one-where-i-blabbed-about-my-chalet_23.html' title='** the one where i blabbed about my chalet part II **'/><author><name>jubei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8363579.post-109851554268433781</id><published>2004-10-23T13:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-23T15:21:30.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'>**the one where i blabbed about my chalet**</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt;warning!! this entry would be VERY long!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1st day:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saint houng and i were late.. as in extremely late.. who could blame us?? we were too lazy to help out bbqing the food and stuff.. besides, even if we were there earlier, we wouldn't really help out anyway..i might have spent my time complaining how deserted the place is.. (in singaporean terms, it's really very ulu...) it's literally in the middle of nowhere.. haha... (spoken like a true primadonna)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, once i have finished complaining and blabbing about the place, i was hungry.. truthfully, all that complaining would make you hungry.. so i stuffed my mouth with satay, sausages, some fish thingy that was kinda spicy (i forgot the name) and some chicken... it's really, really nice.. that made my waistline increase so much that my shorts became tighter and tighter in each bite i had. whew!! i would really like to thank those who helped in bbqing the food.. my heart goes out to you all, who spent their time burning their poor fingers and their faces under the hot, hot smoke..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after we gluttonised ourselves, we played this game which was kinda boring yet in some parts was entertaining.. everyone took turns answering some stupid questions and if u get it right, the person beside u is dared to do something.. Belvyn had to kneel down on one knee and say "i like you" to the person he likes... and as we all know, that person is xiu yi.. (like duh!!) i wasn't able to get my turn (thankfully) coz derrick, together with nancy and lidya, went inside the room which had a faulty door and thus they were stuck inside the room.. the only way to get out was to break the door.. at first, they were reluctant to break the door coz we have to pay for it.. so therefore, shanjoo decided to call the management first before breaking it open... once the guy came, he couldn't break the door at first.. so therefore, ridhwan saved the day by kicking on the door open with only a bit of effort.. that shows that ridhwan is full of strength under that big body of his...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;afterwards, we wanted to do some "sight-seeing" and therefore we headed down to the changi beach in order to see some transvestites or maybe transexuals.. once we were there, i was amazed on how these transvestites or transexuals look!! they were more beautiful and sexier than a normal girl!!! they really have the body as in they had the CURVES!!! truthfully, at first we thought they were girls but we were proved wrong once we heard them speak.. although they had the curvy body and the sexy outfits that really shows the femininity, their voices were like one of a man.. their voice was very low.. that actually makes you think, if they were so called transexuals who are prostitutes, wouldn't guys or men who hang out there feel disgusted that they are actually sleeping or flirting with someone who belonged to their own gender?? i mean, although they had gone under the knife to change their parts, wouldn't guys still feel sickened by sleeping with someone who is a transexual??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, back to our journey in transexual/transvestite land, after spending at least 2 hours going to the beach, we decided to head for home since we needed ridhwan to have something to eat coz he needs to do his fasting the next morning. we walked back to the chalet and met a few more transvestites and even caught his/her name.. it's jasmine.. she was flirting with this man and we heard her say her name to that perverted guy.. eeewwww!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;afterwards, hew yenn, saint houng, haruna and me were at the back of the group coz we walked too slowly... and as we were preparing to cross the road, there was this lorry with 3 perverted guys in it in which one guy stuck his head out of the lorry and stared at the 4 of us like as if were some prostitutes looking and wooing some guys... i swear at that moment, i was enraged like hell!! i wanted to cut his head off!!! i was so disgusted on the way he stared at the 4 of us!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;therefore, the lesson of this journey to transexual/transvestite land would be: expect the unexpected... and, don't get yourself into trouble...&lt;br /&gt;&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/8363579-109851554268433781?l=ericaisms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ericaisms.blogspot.com/feeds/109851554268433781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8363579&amp;postID=109851554268433781' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363579/posts/default/109851554268433781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363579/posts/default/109851554268433781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ericaisms.blogspot.com/2004/10/one-where-i-blabbed-about-my-chalet.html' title='**the one where i blabbed about my chalet**'/><author><name>jubei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8363579.post-109663514550858888</id><published>2004-10-01T20:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-10-01T20:52:25.510+08:00</updated><title type='text'>** the one where i finally survived **</title><content type='html'>whew!! what a very very tiring week!! on monday, i had a physics test in which i just passed (20/40), on tuesday, there was a emaths trigo test, on wednesday, its my english final year exam, on thursday, there was an amaths trigo test and e maths mock exam and today(friday) it's my french final year exam... actually, there's more.. tomorrow, il be having my french oral presentation.. then next week on monday, there's gonna be another physics test...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup, that's the life of a sec 3 student, especially during the final year...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my french exam today was not that bad... i knew most of the answers and kinda feeling confident in passing.. although i wrote nothing but CRAP in my compo, i still feel that im gonna pass... however, even though i pass this final year, i dont't think it would be enough to pull up my marks for my over all coz i got an E8 for my mid year...anyways, going back to my compo, i wrote about the book harry potter and the prisoner of azkhaban.. i wrote a comment about the book and i repeated a lot of things again and again and again... what the heck, it's over, no point talking about in now and feeling stupid....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when i was going home from my french, i met lucinda..(she's an ex ping yian) it's been a long long long time since i last saw her.. i was so surprised in seeing her all over again. she's in kuo chan secondary school right now which i just found out that it is almost beside my french language center... when i asked her whether is it better there or in ping yi, she replied it's better there.. well, that brings a question into your head, is there any other school more worse than ping yi??&lt;br /&gt;&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/8363579-109663514550858888?l=ericaisms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ericaisms.blogspot.com/feeds/109663514550858888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8363579&amp;postID=109663514550858888' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363579/posts/default/109663514550858888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363579/posts/default/109663514550858888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ericaisms.blogspot.com/2004/10/one-where-i-finally-survived.html' title='** the one where i finally survived **'/><author><name>jubei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8363579.post-109645869231698538</id><published>2004-09-29T19:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-29T19:51:32.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'>** the one where i'm undecided **</title><content type='html'>i am totally confused whether or not i want to drop my mother tongue.. for those of you who don't know, it's french... i want to drop french coz i really suck in it and im not committed anymore. i've been skipping my french lessons coz i really think it's a waste of time. however, if i drop french, i have no chance of getting into JC... actually, im planning of going to poly but then my parent's high hopes for me are really confusing me... to me, i'd rather go to poly than JC. so if i go to poly, i don't need mother tongue and therefore i can drop french.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really want to drop french so badly but my mom doesn't allow me to. she think i have a big, fat chance of getting into a JC.... uhhh, reality check!!! i don't think i would be getting into a JC coz im not working hard for it and i don't think i would want to work hard for it.  truthfully, my mom is really not the type of parent who stresses and forces her kid to go somewhere she doesn't want.. but seriously, if you are in my shoes, you would feel guilty coz your mom is paying hundreds and thousands of dollars for you education yet your not doing anything to satisfy her and to give back what she has done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so there you go, im undecided whether i should follow my guilt feeling and continue my french or should i go with what i have planned for my future and just drop my french... haiz... life is just full of crap....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8363579-109645869231698538?l=ericaisms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ericaisms.blogspot.com/feeds/109645869231698538/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8363579&amp;postID=109645869231698538' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363579/posts/default/109645869231698538'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363579/posts/default/109645869231698538'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ericaisms.blogspot.com/2004/09/one-where-im-undecided.html' title='** the one where i&apos;m undecided **'/><author><name>jubei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8363579.post-109577377547735857</id><published>2004-09-21T21:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2004-09-21T21:36:15.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'>** the one where i misused my day **</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;apologies for my title but i can't seem to think of a good one... so i kinda got stuck with this. the day is almost over and im still left with incomplete homework and an unfamiliar chemistry topic(acid, bases and salts). as usual, i did not attend my french lesson. however, i really had a VERY GOOD EXCUSE this time.. my excuse is: i had remedial today.. which is partially true because i have to attend 2 self-studies a day and i even have my detention duty.. however, i deliberately emailed my french teacher saying that im unable to come today and even attached the homework he gave us last week.. well, at least im more concerned now than before. would that be a good sign that im improving in terms of disciplining myself in my studies?? hmmm... you be the judge...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;the following list is about what i did today which is a total waste of time:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;** detention duty: first of all, i think detention is really a waste of time. students don't even do anything during detention.(well, that's what i think).. second, i feel that prefects who are in duty are wasting their PRECIOUS TIME!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;** staying back after detention duty: after my detention duty, i went to the prefect rm just to check who was in there.. at first, i thought it would just take a few seconds to glance who is inside. however, i ended up staying there for at least an hour and a half. i did nothing but play uno cards with the prefects.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:georgia;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;** my bus ride: i normally take bus 32 or 40 to go home. however, today i have no idea why i took bus 14. my normal bus ride only takes 10-15 minutes if i take bus 32 or 40.. on the other hand, bus 14 takes at least an hour before it stops at my bus stop.. i believe that my brain is having technical problems..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&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/8363579-109577377547735857?l=ericaisms.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ericaisms.blogspot.com/feeds/109577377547735857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8363579&amp;postID=109577377547735857' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363579/posts/default/109577377547735857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8363579/posts/default/109577377547735857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ericaisms.blogspot.com/2004/09/one-where-i-misused-my-day.html' title='** the one where i misused my day **'/><author><name>jubei</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
