<?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-13461480</id><updated>2011-04-22T01:49:36.372+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Our Story</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://hesheasone.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13461480/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hesheasone.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Our Story...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08846917818889965015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>67</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13461480.post-113375440645468692</id><published>2005-12-05T11:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-05T11:46:46.513+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hey peeps! jus to tell u tat this blog will be down. i'll revert back to my old blog at &lt;a href="http://www.sharonforchrist.blogspot.com"&gt;www.sharonforchrist.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt; while for him...i dunno. maybe he'll get another blog when he gets the internet connection.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13461480-113375440645468692?l=hesheasone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13461480/posts/default/113375440645468692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13461480/posts/default/113375440645468692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hesheasone.blogspot.com/2005/12/hey-peeps-jus-to-tell-u-tat-this-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Our Story...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08846917818889965015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13461480.post-113240880167470312</id><published>2005-11-19T22:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-23T22:17:19.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;So cool!!! Exam's over! N I mean the big exams!!!! Woohoo! It's quite unbelievable. well, but this is reality. time waits for no man...n it jus ticks on lyk nobody's business. no. wait. actually, it's our business; as in it jus exists n it gives us the choice of how well we wanna use it. no. not time tat gives us the choice but God. yup. hmm. so did i make full use of the time spent sitting at the table doing the papers? i certainly hope so!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Ok. so the next big thing is the grad ceremony. den it's findin time to go out wid him. yup. still haven't decided if i should tell my parents. he tell me not to. dunno if it's a good decision. anyway, also gotta look for jobs. jus on mon, i had a great time, though it's tiring too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;early in the morning, ok, not so early, abt 12pm, i went to an agency. the first time i'm there. got the wrong unit number. sucks. den i jus fill up sum forms den it's over. jus lyk tat. haha. fast. met him for lunch. ended up coming outta the exit of the station, standing straight facing the tall sky scrapers n wondering where to go. on our left is the caltex building wid a person doing an adv on DHL n on my right is sum other building. i forgot. so we went to the caltex building n walked quite a long way jus to find the escalator to go to basement level. ha. walked arnd there, found food to ex-, den he suggested going to Lau Pat Sak. so we went back to the MRT station n followed the signs to go to the place. glad he recognised the roads n so we got there fast. ate a nice lunch too. next, i headed down to the next agency n fill up form again. made him wait for quite sum time cos the person took long to attend to me. he ended up at by the singapore river, waiting for me. nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;next stop, we went to the class chalet. at pasir ris. we were tired n beat from all the walkign esp from raffles mrt station to city hall mrt station. so i called up SK to tell him we were going to be late n ended up being informed tat the meeting tiem is pushed back wards. so both of us sat cross legged on the bench in city hall station, jus restin our legs n let the train zoom past us. so there we were, relaxing. it was also there tat i met esther who is on her way to being an emcee. again. she's so lucky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;anyway, made our way there. realised tat we were sitting in the same train as SK, Jamie, Leo n Tim. so he n i went to the nearby mall n shop a while n explore b4 joinin the rest again. wad's next is taking the bus. yw n sh sat together n made me go to the back so i can sit wid him. quite nice la. wid SK they all too. so we went to the paris ris park n walked arnd. played at the playground, walked by the beach, let the wind blow at us. it was a cool n chilly wind. sweet. jus him n i. hee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;the bungalow was nice. two stories high. but had to boil water for them. plus there's a mahjong table!!! it was nice playin the game again! n taught shi qing, jason ng n him how to play too. but had to leave the place early. sad. at 945pm. cos of my mum. sigh. but at least he enjoyed himself wid PS2. he was afraid he'll not enjoy himself. besides, it was his fave sport: soccer. i almost played too. clovis fell sick. sad. had to leave for  home aft dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;on the way back, it's jus two of us. in the bus, on the mrt train. it was nice of him to sent me to JE station tho it's not BB station. n glad he caught the last train to pasir ris at 11.05pm. come to think of it, if he'd sent me to BB station, he would be stuck in JE n had to trouble his parents n den get a scolding. yup. it was nice goin out wid him again at night. ha. ok. his com is down for  a while now. so guess he wun logged in for long. jus me, myself n i on thins blog. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;signing off as #her&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13461480-113240880167470312?l=hesheasone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13461480/posts/default/113240880167470312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13461480/posts/default/113240880167470312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hesheasone.blogspot.com/2005/11/so-cool-exams-over-n-i-mean-big-exams.html' title=''/><author><name>Our Story...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08846917818889965015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13461480.post-113187134531934501</id><published>2005-11-13T16:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-13T16:42:25.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;today for youth lesson, the JPTN group joined us. ok. JPTN stands for Junior College, Polytechnic, Tertiary and NS. though the long is really nothing unsual but the abbrevations do rhyme!! Sounds nice also...JPTN. haha. ok anyway, tat's not the point. they joined us cos my pastor did a case study. a very good one. it was fun though we were in small grps, discussing among ourselves. teh JPTN n us were still separate but at least we were together in one room. jus lyk the old times before they split up the youth grp where they separate the older youths frm the younger ones (Sec 4 n below, Sec 4 n above). it was fun having n knowing n feeling their presence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;then, as always, joshua will tease me. there was this qn for discussion where it asked us to discuss the precepts or biblical values from the Bible which can apply to the situation (cas study scenerio). Then suddenly joshua shouted across the room, "hey sharon! please can u come here," haha. all of us head up n look at josh n i. ha. den it suddenly dawned on me tat they were doing that qn n he was teasing me again cos i was nicknamed by him as "the walking Bible". But hey! I'm not the walking Bible.. i dun really rmb all that is written in there....jus the basics. ha. i think le jing n le ying knows more than i do cos they attends bible class elsewhere where they cover the entire Bible in a few years in depth. i tot of signing up but mum says it requires alot of commitment n work n time. besides, if you skip class at least 3 times, they'll kick you out cos they got a long waiting list. yup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;anyway, back to the story. den eleena said tat i am now theirs n not belonging to the JPTN yet. "Next year den she'll graduate then you all can use her. for now, she's our resources." haha. she said tat jokingly. many of us burst out laughing including myself. but thinking back, i really feel upset.. next year...next year i'll graduate. Le jing n i will go up n join them but not jeremy. it hurts jus thinking about it. cos everytime we study a case or have grp discussion, there is always the sec4s together--le jing, jeremy n i. It has been lyk this since we enter youth group. in primary sch sunday class, there weren't many group discussions. but when we were together in youth class, we really bond throughout the 4 years. we played, shared many worries, troubles n opinions abt the various issues discuss. 2 in a grp is small but 3 seems fine. so it's the 3 of us. besides, jeremy was the page boy when i was the flower gal when we were both 4 yrs old. i rmb tat clearly. so it's lyk we've been in the same church since young. i've always treasure this brother. So i'm sure gonna miss jeremy. esp upon seeing tat he's missing from the JPTN grp. gonna miss the way he speaks n the words that he says...ya. he often gives me alot of insight. he has different n unique opinions tat i always love to hear. sumtimes we agree, sumtimes we disagree n we try to argue our way thru, trying to prove we are right. and almost everytime he wins, cos he thinks faster than i do. sigh. sure gonna miss it n him alot. i wish he ain't going UK. oh well! He'll come back soon...1 and a 1/2 years time for NS. it'll be fast. cos he'll finish his A's earlier than in spore. so i suppose he'll come back soon in june/july? hopefully. anyway, i think time will past fast esp since JC life is hectic. so i guess i wun feel the pain for so long uh. sigh. it's good he goes UK for further studies. his choice. his parent's choice. for the better. for his studies. oh well. i guess i'll get used to having grp discussions widout him soon enuff nxt year. next year....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;signing off as #her&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13461480-113187134531934501?l=hesheasone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13461480/posts/default/113187134531934501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13461480/posts/default/113187134531934501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hesheasone.blogspot.com/2005/11/today-for-youth-lesson-jptn-group.html' title=''/><author><name>Our Story...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08846917818889965015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13461480.post-113171456141602357</id><published>2005-11-11T20:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-11T21:09:21.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;today my mum was supposed to be not in. she'd appointments alright so i invited him over to my place. but who knows, she suddenly unlock the door and poof! I'd to ask him to meet her. tat's lyk so great...wad a timing! Ok. it happened this way, we took an mrt down, sat in the bus, went up n i was showing him round the hse. i quickly cooked the spaghetti as he was hungry but in the end we din eat it till half hour later. while i was cooking, he took tat world book n check out on wisdom teeth. cool. i din noe it'll only come out when u're 17-21. his wisdom teeth jus started growing. i wonder abt mine. it's really small n tiny in his mouth. hope there's space!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Was showing him photo albums too. last time my photo when i was the flower gal n when i was younger n dad took many nice shots of me close-up. pretty. den suddenly i heard sumone trying to open the door. i got a shock n asked him to hide in my bedroom. thinking it's jus a neighbour, i opened the door slightly n saw my mum! Wow! i tell you, it was a big shock! Man. din expect her. den i had to throw out the whole truth. tat i brought a fren here. ok. it wasn't the entire truth i noe but how to sneak him out when mum's back? besides, he hasn't eaten food tat i'd promised him. anyway, it went well. mum din ask me anything abt him yet. i hope she wun ask later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;so he n i ended up playing games...uno stacko since he hasn't played for a long time. den we build dominos. very fun! he make a curve shape. it's beautiful. den we played half-face chess n showed him the cupboard full of games. hee. ok. ate spaghetti. there ain't enuff for the 2 of us. so when my mum was cooking fried rice for sis, she left sum for us. he commented tat the fried rice was nice! wow! tat's interesting. din noe it can be nice. hmm. ok. see him to the bus stop. had a really short time together. sigh. n my mum spoiled it a little. sigh. oh well. perhaps sum other time. oh ya! met desmond n christine in the train. nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;today's E Maths paper was ok. not too bad. din have many tough qns. but was surprised to see a qn similar to number pattern come out when it'd already came out in paper 1. no transformation. din do graph qn. well, i thank God i can see angles in tat circle qn. hope i can score well! Checked twice with typing in the values into the calculator again. jus the probability qn n the no of tiles n toys where u have to round up/off. i rounded up for tiles even though the decimal number is suppose to round down. "i dun think u can jus leave the cement floor around. u jus gotta tiled it." ok. tat was wad my dad said last time in pri sch when i ask him a qn similar to this where u either have to round up or down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;k. that's all for now. gotta study for add math which i haven't touch for a long time n my brain is dying for it. sumhow, i love maths once i get the hang of it. it's jus challenging to meet new qns n try them out n see if u can tackle them n hit into the goal instead of hitting the goal-post or off-side. ok. being lame here. n chem. n elect geog. n physics. man. got many probs wid phys. hope i can score well! den aft tat i can play!!!! woo hoo! ok. a-hem. better get a hold of myself. see ya den!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;signing off as #her&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13461480-113171456141602357?l=hesheasone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13461480/posts/default/113171456141602357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13461480/posts/default/113171456141602357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hesheasone.blogspot.com/2005/11/today-my-mum-was-supposed-to-be-not-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Our Story...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08846917818889965015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13461480.post-113162101170750921</id><published>2005-11-10T18:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-10T19:10:11.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Great! The english n bio papers are over! Finally the bio papers are over....it's lyk...poof! To all the memorising stuff..bye-bye! Now i'm wondering if i should take bio in A levels. but dun feel lyk aft this ordeal of memorising. wad's more, at A level, there are more things to memorise. n jus now I couldn't spell quite a number of words lyk coronary and duodenum and arteries...lol. I'd to use a spare sheet of foolscap n write out one entire row of attempts in spelling those words. when i showed timothy, he laughed saying i'm practising spelling. haha. it really does look lyk! sigh. my spelling for bio always lyk tat wan. last time i spelt ciliary muscles n lymphatic capillary wrongly. wad a fool. so i'd better think hard if i wanna take bio at A level. then again, if i were to take the bio engineering course, i do need bio. so how? can sumone advise me? Ok. bio paper one was easy. i only stumble upon a few qns.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Eng paper was ok. compo title on marriage. wad a word! they tell us not to write on BGR yet they give us such a title! Woah! N i was scolding my teacher lyk mad la. why she din let us practise on exposition essay? den i'll be able to handle this title very well. ok. not tat i'm married or want to get married very fast but it's lyk i've been reading alot abt it so i have pretty much an idea of wad to write...trust, commitment, love, time...so many. i think i'll be able to score if i write an exposition essay. oh well, sticked to narrative n said tat my husband wanted a divorce cos he had liver cancer but i tore up the divorce papers in front of him n donated part of my liver to him. kinda typical is it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I wanted to write on a ten-yr-old gal being married off n how the thirty-yr-old husband wrestle wid her n how upset n disappointed she became cos she din expect it. I read it from a book. it was quite sad. the gal was happy she can get married cos she can wear new clothes but who noes it turns out to be a nightmare where she can't be wid her natural parents n she has to face life wid her new husband. but i was thinking i can't possibly be tat gal cos i'm not 10, that's one. n i've never experienced it b4. I dunno how it's lyk. besides, the storybook i read tells of the 10-yr-old gal in 3rd person n not 1st person. so there ain't many emotions tat i can write. sigh. ok. it's all over. hope this eng paper 1 n 2 will help pull up my eng marks since i din do well for eng oral!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;signing off as #her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13461480-113162101170750921?l=hesheasone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13461480/posts/default/113162101170750921'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13461480/posts/default/113162101170750921'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hesheasone.blogspot.com/2005/11/great-english-n-bio-papers-are-over.html' title=''/><author><name>Our Story...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08846917818889965015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13461480.post-113136686383286566</id><published>2005-11-07T20:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-07T20:34:23.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ok. So the o's have jus started uh? Scary. Ok. The EM Paper 1 wasn't tat good. dunno how to do the no pattern. n still got careless but managed to change in time. the SS paper was horrible. Spot the wrong topics. crap. dunno if i can survive. i was shocked when i flipped to the seq section. man. hope i can pass the humanities. musn't fail. please. or my JC is gone :S den got elect geog to pull it up, hopefully. but then again. it's a gamble cos i only got one humanities. no pure humanities. suck. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;anyway, been thinking alot abt my relationship. dunno if this is wad God wants. sigh. also dunno how to tell him. how to open my mouth widout hurtin him n I. but eventually, it'll still hurts. a matter of time. but it's lyk we've been plannin alot of get-togethers aft the o's. unbearable. den again, is it wad God wants? I dunno if i'm making the right decision in the first place. sigh. ok. better chunk this aside n conc for o's. aft o's den think abt it, pray abt it n well, jus gotta discuss wid him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;signing off as #her&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13461480-113136686383286566?l=hesheasone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13461480/posts/default/113136686383286566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13461480/posts/default/113136686383286566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hesheasone.blogspot.com/2005/11/ok.html' title=''/><author><name>Our Story...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08846917818889965015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13461480.post-112702820969448891</id><published>2005-09-18T15:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-18T15:31:22.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Firstly, prelim papers are over already. Finally. Been doing a lot of other schs papers n almost wanna feel afraid but comforted myself wid the knowledge tat my Add Maths papers are over. cos there are sum qns tat I dunno n it wld be scary if they come out. Luckily it's all over. now, only the prac are left. Hope I can pass well so I have a chance of scoring an A. if not, once I fail the prac, I'm a goner, the As is gone. Oh well! Btw, it's 7 weeks left to O level. 49days exactly. Better pull up socks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's lunch was woah! Went West Mall, jus me n my bro. Saw they were selling slide orders outside west mall. so I suggested to my bro to buy sum slide dishes, but the cheese fries frm KFC den sit outside KFC n have our lunch. N tat's jus wad we did! We bought, BBQ lemon chicken wid sweet n sour sauce, a stick of fried toufu n a stick of seaweed chicken. Man..we ate the chicken meat lyk so messy lyk tat. Plus the chesse fries...my bro din finish it. Too cheesey. Haha. Anyway, the table was rather messy. Den we saw this ice cream stall selling ice cream tat has the flavours of the drinks. As in they pour the drinks into a container thing n freeze it. N when the freezing is done, u'll get yr so-call ice cream. So my bro bought for us two sticks of coca-cola flavour. It's sooooo sweet. It tastes jus lyk the coca-cola sweet. Not very carbonated but sweet. Hmm...at least today's lunch was something!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today during sermon, it was on the topic of holiness. Pastor was telling us not to allow other things to be take control of us n not to be under their powers n influence. She gave egs. One of which I rmb clearly. She was reading frm the Bill Go-tha seminar book abt Christian Rock Music. There's a terstimony written inside telling us how the teenagers got influenced n controlled by the Rock music n how he got addicted to it. Ya. Another pt tat pastor say was not to be controlled by external things but only be controlled by God. She sites passages frm Colossians n 1 Cor. It's an empowering msg n it caused me to ponder abt my relationship wid God n wad is affecting it. Den it struck my mind...my relationship wid my bf. Hmm..is it robbing me frm God? Am I under the power of tat dating relationship? I dunno...it seems lyk I' sliding away frm God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday nite, I was looking thru a diary where I pen down my tots n experiences n requests n thanksgivings to God. I started this in around pri 5. N really, I saw a lot of things...I saw many commitments I made to God. I saw how I praised n thanked God; how I show my reliance to God; when I made promises to God; how sorry I was to God when I sinned...All this...was so in the past. Indeed, I have changed a lot. From one who is yearning n seeking aft God to one tat is sliding away from Him. I' sorry Lord. I'm really sorry. The cause may be due to the studies but the most impt cause is my lack of commitment n communication to You. I feel so bad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plus my dating relationship... Well, I gotta admit n confess. When I talked to God; meaning when I pray, I will also talk to my bf on SMS. It' bad but I figured out tat since it takes sum time for the msg to reach me, I can jus pray during the waiting period. But I was wrong. I was totally wrong. I was missing out on a lot. I was missing out on hearing God' voice, missing out on hearing wad He wants to tell me. My prayer becomes so insincere, so fake. Sorry Lord!! I dunno if I' under the control of the relationship. Nothing should take the place of God in my heart but this....n these few days...rather, these few mths... I dunno. Pastor was encouraging us to do soul-searching. Asked us to closed our eyes, but in the end I kept nodding off. However, I did reflect a bit n the 1st thing that struck my mind was this relationship. Pastor was encouraging us, asking us to do our part to get rid of it. Get rid of it. Wad does it mean? Stop the relationship? I dun want. I really dun want. But... I dunno. So in dilemma. Maybe, when I pray, I'l tell my bf not to tok to me first. Maybe I'll set aside more time to read the Bible. Maybe I'll tell God my problems first n seek Him before talking to my bf abt it. Ya. Maybe I'll do jus tat. I hope I can still keep this relationship wid my bf while maintaining this relationship wid God. I hope God will not be angry at me for planning lyk tat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually, looking arnd, I wonder how all the married couples get past this stage. Do they slide away initially, jus lyk me? How do they make a come-back? How do they include God in their lives? I really wonder... Anyway, my another prayer is tat I hope my bf will also be nice n understandable n help me thru this period of time...the period of time where I make a turn-back to God. I hope he'll understand; most importantly. Else this relationship may have to go cause nth should take the place of my relationship wid God...help me Lord...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Signing off as #her&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13461480-112702820969448891?l=hesheasone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13461480/posts/default/112702820969448891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13461480/posts/default/112702820969448891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hesheasone.blogspot.com/2005/09/firstly-prelim-papers-are-over-already.html' title=''/><author><name>Our Story...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08846917818889965015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13461480.post-112633445781051064</id><published>2005-09-10T14:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-10T14:40:57.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tuition</title><content type='html'>wow....tuition for my science n maths aft so many years...3 years to be exact. haven't had tuition for these subjects since the start of sec sch. ok. tuition was pretty all right. had to go to the tutor's place. found it quite easily. the tutor's nice. sumthing special abt her face. small beaded eyes...really small i tell u. wear specs. brown hair, re-bonded i think. it's interesting. she's pretty. anyway, tuition's interesting. dun give hw wan so very relaxed. jus pour all the qns to her. but her charges ain't expensive. $35/hr. not cheap man. den my mum wants me to have it for 1 n 1/2 hours but i can't squeeze all my qns there. so spilled over to 2 hrs. but even so, i can't finish asking all my qns. a pity tat i got band prac aft tuition so gotta rush off if not i dun even mind spilling it over to 3 hours! Hmm...was thinking of another time tml. i hope mum allows! Ok. nothing much. jus to type this in to kinda de-stressed. it's tiring u noe, running from here to there. heels hurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;signing off as #her&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13461480-112633445781051064?l=hesheasone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13461480/posts/default/112633445781051064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13461480/posts/default/112633445781051064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hesheasone.blogspot.com/2005/09/tuition.html' title='tuition'/><author><name>Our Story...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08846917818889965015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13461480.post-112617921834471235</id><published>2005-09-08T19:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-08T19:33:38.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ok...so long haven't come here. time to update. jus to say  tat he's com may be down sumtimes so unable to blog. plus our revision for prelims. yupp. Ok. well, so far, been going out quite alot. ok. last fri went to christian bookshop. at least i showed him so nxt time he knows how to go there. had a great time looking at many titles. interesting. got him a book for his birthday. By Bruce wilkinson. A great!! author! Wrote prayer of Jabez. Nice. I jus love his writings. God watch over Him n help him to touch many ppl's lives thru his books... Ok. The book's called "Dream Giver". Bought the teens version. slightly more expensive than the original but hey! it's worth it as long as it relates to us. There are also versions for couples n parents. interesting.....den we went on to tiong bahru for lunch. nice. next we headed home. a nice day-out wid him  =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. Yesterday we watched movie together aft math. Red Eye. The advertisements b4 that was scary...Red Shoe that caused me to cling onto his arm n Flight plan. Ok. the latter isn't scary. I think it's totally cool. I think I'm gonna watch it! very interesting storyline. Ok. Red Eye is really a thriller. Ok. Not exactly as fantastic as the others but can be considered one of those under the category of thrillers n the sub-category of mild thrillers. lol. Ok. nice plot. Nice twist. gross scene of the pen in the throat. Yee...den one particular scene. Frightened most of us till some gals in front of us scream. Suddenly the killer appeared n boy! wasn't it scary. As I had already been rubbing onto his sleeve n my hand safely tucked under his, when they showed that scene, I din have hands to cover my eyes so I turned my head towards him n lean on his shoulder. Lyk hiding..seeking shelter. haha. sweet. glad he's there. wanted to scream too but dun wanna embarrassed n frightened him. so I din. luckily i can still control tat. den he started patting my hand. haha. n I think i saw a smile on his face. lol. Ok. was a very nice time at causeway. clement said he saw us tat day. ok. neither of us spotted him. n he told chris n desmond overheard. man....it's lyk so many ppl know. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. why does every para starts wid "ok"? hmm...lol. Fine. so this is prob the last para or maybe not....tml is my boy's bday. Well, in case I dun have time to type this tml, I'll take this chance. wanna wish him a real big "HAPPY BIRTHDAY"!!!! You're 16 already. cool! N want to wish u stay healthy....I sincerely hope. n get good results....n study well...n concentrate....n.....lol. so many. ok. hey peeps reading this.....wish my boy a happy birthday too k? (if u noe him)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. Jus one last thing. prelims have started n going to end, o levels jus around the corner, so study hard frens. Dun lose concentration n focus. n never say "I give up" cos if that's wad u think, that's wad u'll become. Persevere on! Cheers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;signing off as #her&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13461480-112617921834471235?l=hesheasone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13461480/posts/default/112617921834471235'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13461480/posts/default/112617921834471235'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hesheasone.blogspot.com/2005/09/ok.html' title=''/><author><name>Our Story...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08846917818889965015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13461480.post-112391512420418625</id><published>2005-08-13T14:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-13T14:38:44.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Ok. so my mum hid the mouse already. n i can only get it when i've got a good excuse lyk now. haha. but i also hid another mouse. so when i wanna use it den i take it out. since she hid one, i'll hid the other! :P  Ok. so eng oral exam is round the corner. so damn scary n so afraid of it. i'm lyk so unprepared!!! argh! ma...better start preparing. on top of tat, the upcoming prelims. haiz. ok. i noe...study study study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the chn results out. ok. surprised me. had a good tok wid one of my close frens. real glad tat fren noes me well n helps me out...comfort me n also help me sort out my mixed feelings n tots. really grateful to the 4-year fenship tat i had wid tat fren. hmm...when effort n time are put in to build frenship, it sure reaps good benefits in the future! ok. thru my result, it also taught me tat wadever i want, i will not always get. muz learn to adapt to changes. n also to put in effort n achieve it. can't jus say hope hope hope, wish wish wish den i'll get it. life's never tat easy. ok. wad a lesson to learn thru this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tat's about all. jus drop by while i can. may not blog tat often den!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;signing off as #her&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13461480-112391512420418625?l=hesheasone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13461480/posts/default/112391512420418625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13461480/posts/default/112391512420418625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hesheasone.blogspot.com/2005/08/ok.html' title=''/><author><name>Our Story...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08846917818889965015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13461480.post-112367063006306486</id><published>2005-08-10T18:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-10T18:43:50.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fireworks n all</title><content type='html'>Whoa! Saw the fireworks at JE!!!! Very nice! when I saw it, i was lyk whoa! Jus lyk pri 5 tat time! supper nice! Jus takes my breadth away! I almost wanted to close my ears jus lyk last time but din. it ain't too loud. the impact was quite a bit. can feel alot of vibration so i rubbed my grandma's back cos she hardly sees this kinda things la. afraid it'll frighten her since she has a weak heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually, i reached there pretty early. was walking arnd wid my bro. under the hot sun. well, i'm glad there's sun la. better than a rainy day tat will spoil the whole 40th celebration. but there was no place to sit. n i'm surprised to see many malays. not tat i'm racist or wad but it's lyk chinese quite a bit of the population but i dun see it evident there on the ground. perhaps the chinese ppl are jus too lazy to get outta their house? I dunno. anyway, walked arnd esp the flea market. looked at many stuff but nth attracted me. well, the puzzles seems nice, sumthing he n i can do together but.....it'll be a long time later before we can fix puzzles. definitely not this time round. so.....i waited over there, walking here n there waiting for my mum n grandma to come. halfway thru, my bro left me, said he wanted to go off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, u noe there's this giant screen tat shows the NDP parade live rite? actually, eventually, my mum, grand ma n i din go n watch. haha. we ended up walking arnd. cos i wanted a mini jean skirt which i dun have but tried sum n non suits me. so we went over to coffeeshop to take dinner. crowded place. waited quite a while before we got a seat. den i ordered a plate of fish n chips, under the memory of him eating it jus the other day when we went out. n i tell u, 4.50bucks is quite alot. got ginger bread, fries, 2 pieces of fish, beans (alot) n colesaw (supper alot). it's nice to eat it, knowing the money's worth it. well, din drink enuff water aft tat so now i'm having this bad sore throat. it's lyk so bad la. jus lyk the last time. think i'm gonna lose my voice... but at this time of the year! no please! not near prelims! haiz. hope i'll recover fast. i really dun wanna get sick...really lord &lt;sob&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so aft dinner we proceeded to the ground n try to get a good view. den when the fireworks at the padang went off, i turned in anticipation to see the fireworks but there were none. so i wonder.....but not for long. soon, there were loud booming sounds on my right. turning my head wid heart thumping fast, I saw colours flying up n plugging right into the dark sky. boy! the fireworks had begun! wad's more, to it's left is the bright, shinning crescent moon n venus tat isn't far. learnt it was venus frm the astronomer, him. lol. he told me so. anyway, it's really beautiful tat i jus stood in awe. haha.....aft all those were over, many ppl started leaving, incld us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yet, while we were walking n i was typing my sms, i heard loud sounds again. looking at the building on my right, it reflected the lights. so i looked to my left. argh! there is the big library blocking my view! So i ran all the way forward to get the building outta my sight. many of us too started running. i simply ran lyk leaving my mum n grandma behind. haha. so i catch the last fireworks. it was beautiful. better than the first one. haha. den i looked arnd n noticed it's actually a good area to catch the fireworks. not many ppl on tat big field either. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. so jus watched The Island. i noe it's a bit late but hey! they're still screening at JE. i noe it's not a good cinema but my bro doesn't wanna travel too far since he's joining me all the way frm kallang where he did a project. so the island is so cool. jus lyk other movies where i try to find hidden meanings behind it, i wonder, clonning of humans is bad. make the clone live den kill them jus because u want sum organs tat are failing in u. man. tat's bad. it's also killing a life. n the way the clones live in a lie tat they're going to an island. man...it's evil. but it also makes me wonder, muz we really make tat clone live or can we lyk make only the brain alive. jus lyk matrix. can we jus make them seems alive while in actual fact they're contained. den when we need the parts, we jus take the clones outta the container n obtain them. wait a second. i think it's also killing a life. ya. taking them outta container means cutting off their oxygen supply etc. tat's also evil. no difference frm making them alive physically. hmm. ok. conclusion: cloning of humans is bad. but wad abt animals. the sheep, dolly. den recently not long, the dog, snuppy. n jus few days back, the pig. dunno wad's its name. but is it wrong...to clone an animal. they say the purpose is to provide any help wad-so-ever to the original animal. hmm....i wonder how god sees all of this. i wonder if he's angry at the ppl who started cloning. i wonder if He approves of it. hmm.....tat's sumthing to think abt uh? but another conclusion: i dun think i'm going into this whole cloning business. dun want my religious beliefs to have conflicts wid this cloning business.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. guess tat's all....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;signing off as #her&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13461480-112367063006306486?l=hesheasone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13461480/posts/default/112367063006306486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13461480/posts/default/112367063006306486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hesheasone.blogspot.com/2005/08/fireworks-n-all.html' title='fireworks n all'/><author><name>Our Story...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08846917818889965015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13461480.post-112331079113679145</id><published>2005-08-06T14:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-06T14:46:31.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'>festival of praise</title><content type='html'>whoa! Last nite went to fop wid my bro. quite a last min thing n had to beg n persuade my bro lyk mad. by the time we left, it was pretty late n having no one else's queue to cut, i became pretty worried if i can enter. aft showering before i left the hse, i put my clothes in the laundry basket n when i turned arnd, i hit myself on the wall! a loud bang rang thru out my head. my forehead hit the wall. man...immediately i got a ba-la-ku. a bump on my forehead. man...it hurts alot alot. argh. even till now. anyway, i had to go, still had to go. so asked him to give me a ring on the bus to kill time. there, he told me his new exam date. so early! lyk 2 weeks plus later n so much earlier than the original date! lyk him, i'm surprised they gave him an earlier date. i was shock n worried for him. i'm worried tat he worrys. apparently, he did. but when he worries, he wun be able to prac well. he'll be under alot of pressure. so.....dun be pressured dear! Jus try yr best! prac everyday n look thru yr aural book to see the whole format thing n how to answer the various qns esp the one where they ask u to name a composer in tat particular period. memorise at least one composer frm each period. prac hard n no pressure! Get pressure off yr shoulder so u can do yr best!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. anyway, bought dinner at bb den took the train down to kallang. when i arrived, i saw a sign tat says "free shuttle serivce, festival of praise" Boy wasn't i happy! got free service! why not take it? So I happily joined the queue n ate our dinner. i was looking all arnd me at the crowd when I saw this guy who looks familiar. both of us stare at each other n suddenly he approaches me. before he cld say anything, i asked, "u are sk's fren rite? church fren?" den he nodded his head. ahh.....so i din rmb wrongly. before we cld tok more, the bus came. the queue started moving. before i noe it, he started moving forward while standing beside me. oh i see...he's cutting my queue. no wonder he look so happy. but none of us boarded tat bus. so we had to wait. we were second in line so we'll prob get a good seat. thus, we chatted down there while eating. he told me his frens are already there queuing so i asked him if i can cut his queue later. he said no prob. it wasn't long till the nxt bus approaches. so i'm glad the service was fast n efficient. oh! he tot that my bro was my bf. haha...but wished my real bf was there wid me instead....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. so i cut his queue there. but i tell u, it was an amazing n shocking sight while on the bus. the queue was extrememly long. the queue stretches even beyond the carpark. it's totally amazes me! I tell u, i was in deep shock. i had never seen the queue so long before. well, partly cos i reached there at 6pm. haha. i queued at sumwhere at the foot of the bridge. well, the thing is tat the east enterance opened so i entered at the east wing. good seat. i sat very near the stage n it's the first time i can see the keyboardist very well. i isolated myself frm the grp as i wanted a better seat n not so near the stage so i can observe everything. yup. so my bro n i sat there. conray called n we contacted each other. but in the end, he sat wid his frens not far frm me at the east entrance too. ok. so much so for choosing a good seat. before we parted, josco, tat is sk fren, thanked me for letting him cut my queue n i thanked him for letting me cut his queue. haha...weird tat we thanked each other for this. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at the festival of praise, it was great. hillsong sang first. den delirious came. they take turns. the songs they sang were nice, i now most of them. jumped n praised the lord. clapped till my hands hurt. whenever they prayed, the pastors etc, blood rushes thru me. i dunno wad's that. maybe it's excitement, or thrill, or simply the holy spirit in me tat is excited to praise god! Hmm...it was a bit scary but nice. lyk a feeling of great anticipation. hillsong played well. mainly the songs. n the delirious band..the drumer is a left hander aft much observation. so there are 2 drum sets there. n the electric guitarist played very very well. so is the drumer. very into the spirit. the worship leader too! he likes to jump wid one foot up. the accent ain't tat strong. so can hear wad they are saying. the songs they sang mostly come frm the hillsong+delirious album. so i noe most of them. ya. it's nice to hear them play the songs live! Ok...one of the leaders took over the worship to kinda break it cos it's the nxt part of the prog. den he encouraged us to worship god more n he spoke in tongues. well, tongues. i was jus wondering if they're gonna do it n yea. they did. i din have any feelings then. got used to it. so i jus ignored it n jus prayed n prayed. dunno if the speaking in tongues frighten the non-christians.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nxt was the time of intercessions. for the nation, singapore, n for the church leaders. it's nice praying in the presence of god. the leader led us in prayer too. one of them is the chariman of sum methodist organisation. n another is the chariman of the sripture union. the speaker tat came forward later on is frm UK. Rev Collin Dye. yup. he was introduced as a great evangelist. n he preached rather well. he din do an altar call then but it's ok. as the spirit leads. but i think tonite's msg is different. hmm. he spoke on the passage exodus 33. on mosses. good. my bro was eating while the speaker is preaching. luckily none of us fell asleep. ok. then more worship aft the message. darlene, tat is hillsong's worship leader, came n did the altar call. many ppl came forward n said they wanna receive christ. i'm happy. very happy tat god's hand is moving in the stadium. the whole thing ended at 1030 but it was good. three hours of prayer, message n praise n worship. thank god!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wished he cld see it n experience it for himself. it'll be great since it is these kinda band n this kinda music tat appeals to teenages lyk us. hymnal, not to criticise or wad...is more appealing to the older ones. it can be meaningful n touches the heart but not so much for us teens. dunno wad's wrong wid the mum. i simply think she's too strict la. she muz experience it herself den she'll allow her children to go. come on. it's not as if he is still a child. surely he noes wad's rite n wrong esp when it's come to spiritual things. having grown up in a christian family, christian values have been in our heads all along. adults have been telling us wad's good n bad esp during the sunday sch lessons. n the mum is overprotective. too overprotective. she's not even giving her child any freedom of choice la. it's totally unfair. n so wrong. as a mother, shldn't she lyk be more understanding. besides, it's thru ups n downs tat a child learns his mistakes n nurtures a stronger character. if she keeps protecting him, den how's he gonna survive well? piss off...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;signing off as #her&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13461480-112331079113679145?l=hesheasone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13461480/posts/default/112331079113679145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13461480/posts/default/112331079113679145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hesheasone.blogspot.com/2005/08/festival-of-praise.html' title='festival of praise'/><author><name>Our Story...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08846917818889965015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13461480.post-112323819713020682</id><published>2005-08-05T18:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-10T18:47:15.210+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pressure</title><content type='html'>aww man! die! know my piano exam date already. and its horrible! crazy! wat the??!! acutallu suppesed to be on 29 this month but clash with bio prelim(stuppid...sucks)so gotta change. piano exam cannot pick when u want wan, so the ppl ic pick and usually if rearrange they'll make it later. but mine became so much earlier! mad!! 1 week earlier. die man. to 22nd. still got so many arpegios and scales to prac and prac and prac. and aural i still dunno quite alot. how to improve in such a short time?! i expected it to be later...like sept. instead....haiz.. gotta prac alot now. everytime got time prac. so no time to study for prelims lor. haiz. sucks. feel like giving piano exam more priority. do badly for prelims lor. no expectations anyways. stupid. die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walau, mu irritating muddar dont allow me to go festival of praise(christian concert) with her and mr J. walau! so unfair lor! i been arguin for the last few days but she demand so much if i go. too much already. crazy. sucks. fine...not gonna be very good to her den. jus like last time. tats y i ve not been as good to my parents lately. they so strict wat. wat the hell. unfair. so my gal goin now with her bro. wish i could go too. would ve been nice to take a look and see how others worship. but all cos my strict muddar dont damn allow. piss and upset not jus me but my pals also. unfair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiz, later still gtg eng tuition. sianz. no choice la, my eng like shit like tat. but the so-wat thing is tat this is a new class. 1st lesson after missin the last 2 chances, no more chance to miss already. so new faces again. damn, hope everythin goes well. wat i m worried bout is tat now i tink they goin thru oral, so they'll ask everyone to read aloud in class. man, tat sucks. readin like newscaster in front of a whole class. stupid. as it can be seen, i m still not happy. and today in school recess time run up and down lookin for ms koh but in the end cannot find, den hai wo only got 5 min to eat a whole plate of hokkien mee to fill my rumbling tummy. darn. quite irritated, she so unclear, never say properly. den so now still haven even see her, must go earlier on mon. zzzz... i wanna slp damn it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiz, gotta study and also must prac alot of piano. haiz. k . i m out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;signing pressuredly off as#him&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13461480-112323819713020682?l=hesheasone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13461480/posts/default/112323819713020682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13461480/posts/default/112323819713020682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hesheasone.blogspot.com/2005/08/pressure.html' title='pressure'/><author><name>Our Story...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08846917818889965015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13461480.post-112305542678348205</id><published>2005-08-03T15:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-03T18:28:56.810+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sucks</title><content type='html'>hell.big time.me.depressed like shit.me.feeling extrememly sucky.me.no mood for any damn thing.me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wat the heck. so feel like shit. not jus now, all the time lately. hell why? alot of reasons. or more like, ......nvm. 1st of all, nth to do with her. its school. ya. school results. my shoulders like so heavy. damn. like everythin so damn hard. no mood to study anymore. evrytime in class purposely dont wanna listen in class and never revise. wat the hell is the point? always get FFF anyways. especially chem. damn. sayin tat name itself makes me cringe in fury. today tat damn test i jus do 1 page den go lp and do other things already. wats the point??! do or dont do also FAIL. and all other subjects all becomin like tat also. feels how? undescribably like @&amp;^*#%*!. argh. hmmm...today see the result slip no surprise. everythin expected- very very &lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt;&lt;a href="mailto:#$@%"&gt;#$@%&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;*&amp;amp;! later dont feel like studyin at all. tho my parents ask me to and i planned wat shit to do already. wonder wat will be of me next year. poly? cant even make it prob. ITE? wat the hell.... see my stupid L1R5. makes me feel like a complete loser. and....and.....so many damn more things which cannot be said here or the com will explode with depression.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;climbed over the sch side gate today. its over and there s no proof. so no way anyone can catch me. dont try. stupid. got scratch after i jump and slide. but not on the barbed wire thankfully. the grass where i landed was so wet so i slipped and scraped my arm against the freakin concrete. no biggie la. in the end, avoided late. hey, i didnt expect to be injured at all! jus some stupid mistake. and now my knee also hurts. think cos of the impact. too hard cos i jump from too high. stuoopid. should have climbed down a bit more first. nvm. learn from this and next time will be quicker, faster and more stealthier. watever. back to my depressed world, blog. dont die on me. =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note:dont talk bout this at all in class. except the climbing over the fence one. but not in front of teachers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;signing off depressedly and freakinly sucked up as #him&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13461480-112305542678348205?l=hesheasone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13461480/posts/default/112305542678348205'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13461480/posts/default/112305542678348205'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hesheasone.blogspot.com/2005/08/sucks.html' title='sucks'/><author><name>Our Story...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08846917818889965015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13461480.post-112298328462552186</id><published>2005-08-02T19:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-05T15:57:52.773+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Beautiful</title><content type='html'>u noe, since he sits beside me, whenever we tok to each other, most of the time I jus see one side of his face. tat's always the image in my mind. den today while i was outside the HOD room looking for teacher, he was outside the staff room toking to joshua. since he haven't been in sch for long, i guessed they have lots to tok abt. occasionally, i turned n glanced at him n i found tat myself gazing upon a beautiful sight. hmm....i wonder wad happened to my eng today...seems so...descriptive....ok..continue. ya...the beautiful sight? well, when I look at him, he was toking happily to joshua. n once, i caught a smile on his face. it was beautiful. his face seems to have light up wid a radiant light. it was simply lyk...wow...glowing. it was jus beautiful. den when his head was totally up n facing me, his eyes seem to convey a msg tat almost seems un-readable. I dunno wad but suddenly he seems lyk an angel. i mean he has always been an angel to me. but now this angel seems to have glown; shone his light more brightly. haha. he looked more handsome. aww...the image i'll never erased it from my mind. it was simply beautiful. these are one of the best moments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiz. but today in sch dunno why i'm so quiet. maybe i was waiting for him to start first but..... i think he feels it too. tat i was too quiet n there's sumthing wrong sumwhere. i dunno. is there really sumthing wrong sumwhere? i really am confused. cos the strange yet good thing is tat aft sch we lyk tok quite alot. seems lyk there's more to tok aft sch... but why aft sch n not during sch? i really have no idea.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jus can't wait to go for the festival of praise..the worship concert. the waiting part is the one tat is interesting. jus being wid frens. er...more lyk wid his frens. but i'm happy as long as i can be wid him n tat he is comfortable wid wadever tat grp of frens is. the worship itself. boy! I'm so going to praise the Lord n get back on track wid him starting tat day...hmm...why wait till that day? perhaps today!! will see how. jus can't wait to praise u tat day Lord!! hmm.....perhaps i'm gonna start praising u now!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;signing off as #her&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13461480-112298328462552186?l=hesheasone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13461480/posts/default/112298328462552186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13461480/posts/default/112298328462552186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hesheasone.blogspot.com/2005/08/beautiful.html' title='Beautiful'/><author><name>Our Story...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08846917818889965015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13461480.post-112289678390478584</id><published>2005-08-01T19:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-01T19:46:23.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'>first august</title><content type='html'>Great! First August already! Happy yet not happy. he din go to sch again toady.....was so lonely n lonely n lonely....ok...i'm going nuts. it was really a one-person thing during chn lesson so i turned arnd n do maths on desmond table. can ask desmond maths since he had done it n at the same time tok to yw. den down there they keep teasing me. desmond keep saying he's going to send msg to my boy. saying wad "I am wid her now....doing maths wid her....jus had recess wid her...." Lol. wad a joke. but i was so worried tat he'll send. haha. anyway, had fun during chn period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok. went over to his hse today. was very happy to see him. first we toked on the phone while i was walking over. haha. den toked alot alot...jus had alot of stuffs to tell him. we ate spaghetti. nice. the noodle was the fine one. i'd never eaten it before. hmm..now thinking abt it makes me hungry n craving for it. lol. but no meat la. was surprised. maybe nxt time can add mince meat n mushrooms n cheese n pieces of hotdog...tat's wad my mum does. anyway, it was very tasty. very nice to sit beside him. slouching on the chair, we began chatting. asked him to drink the vit c tat i bought for him. my mum still thinks my fren is a she n tat fren is paying for it. haha. hope she'll never discover it tat it's not true!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, hope he can go for the Fesitval Of Praise wid me. jus hope his parents will allow n we can pick a good day to go over. prob wid the 4E1 ppl...they're going on sat nite. but i noe they'll go down to the platform there but i dun lyk. i'll prefer to stay at the seat. hmm....we'll see how. anyway, it's the heart tat matters.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was interesting yet un-interesting. interesting in the sense tat it's an interesting way to spend our xxxth month anniversary but not interesting as in the time is soooooooo shooorrrt. n a bit plain....simple. hmm....perhaps it's good to go back to the simple style. but i wish there'll be sumthing more to mark this mth. haiz. wait till he's better than. perhaps we can do sumthing together...kinda lyk make it up. oh ya! Tat reminds me! hope he'll get better quickly before the festival of praise worship concert!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can't wait for him to go back to sch tml. happy xxxth month dear! Love ya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;signing off as #her&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13461480-112289678390478584?l=hesheasone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13461480/posts/default/112289678390478584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13461480/posts/default/112289678390478584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hesheasone.blogspot.com/2005/08/first-august.html' title='first august'/><author><name>Our Story...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08846917818889965015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13461480.post-112280617885055058</id><published>2005-07-31T18:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-31T18:36:18.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'>flu....</title><content type='html'>argh..the stupid flu. my sis on the fan so early in the morning at the dining table so i caught it. hmph. next time i wun let her do tat..make me suffer. she can go home n rest in the second service but not me....! I gotta lead a grp. argh. stupid. i'll never let her again even if it means quarreling wid her to get my way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den why muz his mum take away his hp? it's not as if i msg him when he's doing work. i dunno if he msgs others during tat time...but definitely not to me. we always tok aft we hads finished our work n packing up la. dunno wad's wrong wid her la. so stupid. sum reasoning. hmph. it's the most stupidest thing....argh. jus piss me off. why muz all parents be so strict?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, festival of praise is coming up soon. 5-7th august, 7pm at singpaore indoor stadium. speaker from UK...one of the churches there. the band? actually, it's bands....hillsong n delirious! cool! A UK n aussie band! cool! I think it's gonna rox! Hope i can bring him there....let him see sumthing different...a different type of worship. yup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Glad his fever's down a bit. but jus hope he'll recover asap and faster. hmm...our nxt mth anniversary is very soon n yet....funny. cos it's the first time we celebrate it wid sickness. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;signing off as #her&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13461480-112280617885055058?l=hesheasone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13461480/posts/default/112280617885055058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13461480/posts/default/112280617885055058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hesheasone.blogspot.com/2005/07/flu.html' title='flu....'/><author><name>Our Story...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08846917818889965015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13461480.post-112272207802372439</id><published>2005-07-30T19:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-30T19:14:38.026+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;woohoo!!!! I'm sooooo happy!!! for us n for sk! Great! SK won the clementeen idol title! all those practises paid off! Woohoo! supper happy! way to go SK! u derserve it! Haha....so happy tat u won...so glad! Cheers =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Glad to see him too. was so afraid tat he wun make it but i was so happy when I saw him! My heart was lyk thumping n racing mad when i spotted him at the dunking machine there. glad u came dear! haha. i think we made alot alot of profit from the dunking machine thing. it's hard to get ppl to support unless the person is up there. but jus happy tat we managed to do it. hee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;i'm kinda worried tat i wun pass my grade 8. i'm lyk preparing my heart...but i dunno if i can prepare myself tat well for the big blow. oh lord, help me. haiz....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;finally, hope he gets well soon. really wish him well again so he can be himself once again. hee....smile dear. dun be upset for a long time...not good for yr health!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;signing off as #her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13461480-112272207802372439?l=hesheasone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13461480/posts/default/112272207802372439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13461480/posts/default/112272207802372439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hesheasone.blogspot.com/2005/07/woohoo-im-sooooo-happy-for-us-n-for-sk.html' title=''/><author><name>Our Story...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08846917818889965015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13461480.post-112256723860854590</id><published>2005-07-28T22:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-29T00:15:06.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'>seeck</title><content type='html'>aiyo, sick again. so sick already of bein sick. sighz. today went to see doc with my sis, she also sick. she got it 1st so perhaps she was the one who spread to me. okok i dont blame her or wat tho. so got mc for 2 days. dunno if can even recover within this time or not. damn fever keep makin me feel so hot(yup, my 8 pecs are becomin very obvious cos i m slimmin down quite cos of no appetite, ha) in temperature. but the thermometer always show tat i m not hot, but i noe i realli am. hmm, weird. hope can recover by sat so can go check out the carnival in sch. and actually also to see her. hee. oh, she had piano exam, today. so scary. hope she pass... dont worry too much dear!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiz, sick still went tuition jus now. so damn uncomfortable. oh well, if never go would have wasted money and missed out on alot of things mah. haiz. oh well. so now wonderin if tml should still go another tuition or not. tml too sick to go sch, but still hope somehow can see her. today saw her actually. she came to give me my stuff and at the same time talk. nice. had to rush after tat cos my dad was on the way home to bring me to the doc. man, i was so so lucky. jus as i reached the lift lobby of my block, i saw my dad sittin at the bench there....facing away frm me! i tell u, if he saw me i waould be dead cos he would ask me where i went and i cant possibly said i went to see her. so i rushed up the stairs to 2nd floor so i wouldn be seen by my dad goin into the lift. den to my horror, the lift went back down to level 1. argh! the doors opened.......and there was...........no one there. phew! and the lift was the one not facing the bench! double phew! i quickly closed the doors and went up. jus a few min aft i reached home, he came home. man. soo scary. yup, tats bout it, feelin woozy now. stoopidblocked nose. snniiff!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;news of the succesful launch of the space shuttle discovery is good. finally they fin reviewing the probs columbia faced tat time. but still got tat tile which dropped again this time. yikes, hopefully it wont affect the safety of the shuttle. they're investingatin now, and the shuttle is succesfully docked at the ISS. cool stuff. always been facinated by space and things bout it, like rockets and journeys. wonder if they'll manage to send humans to mars soon. it ll take a loong long time to get there. so hard. but i tink it ll happen, jus a matter of when. k tats quite alot of things said now, considerin the fact tat i m sick. ok, maybe cos i didn tok much today cos of my sore throat, so now got alot of things to type. ya. k nitez den.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;#signing sickly off as#him&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13461480-112256723860854590?l=hesheasone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13461480/posts/default/112256723860854590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13461480/posts/default/112256723860854590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hesheasone.blogspot.com/2005/07/seeck.html' title='seeck'/><author><name>Our Story...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08846917818889965015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13461480.post-112246052832297583</id><published>2005-07-27T18:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-27T18:36:06.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'>finally</title><content type='html'>finally!! the damn com is ok now...after an eternity. sigh, bad results all round, yea. sigh. me in shoulder deep sheet man. screwed! how?? den some more piano exam same time as prelims. wa die.. egh... and feelin quite moody lately cos of these results, tats y been not talkin much. ya. and there's this ferocious monster in me tats always furious when i see.....i seee.....some things.......... makes me so ......so...........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a happier note(oh wait,there's only one happy note,sigh) read harry potter and the half blood prince. woo! rawks all the way man! super! like the climax, un-put-downable.. ha... its so gripping and sad and dark. so many good ppl die in this book.. sad sad.. i dun care wat others think, but i lurve this book! as i do all the other books too! been readin and re-readin them so much last time. ha. ya, a big fan, me! cant wait to watch the goblet of fire on the big screens out this nov! haiz, but must only watch after the Os. haiz, actually my father dont wanna buy this 6th book wan, so i went round lookin for ppl to borrow, finally got from... oh better not say later he...... so i read the whole book under my father's nose without him even knowing it...hmmm..but it was quite scary tho, whenver he came into the room i ll rush to hide the book. ha...almost had heart attack...yikes! ok, so cant wait fot the final book comin out in.... a few years time! argh! soo loong. darn. oh well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k better go now. btw, watched the island, and its quite nice. yup, lots of action and runnin. wonderin if shd watch stealth...looks very interestin to me. btw, who s scorpian bassist?? k, i m out. (woth a horrible sore throat and blocked nose. argh!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;signing off painfully and moodily as #him&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13461480-112246052832297583?l=hesheasone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13461480/posts/default/112246052832297583'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13461480/posts/default/112246052832297583'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hesheasone.blogspot.com/2005/07/finally.html' title='finally'/><author><name>Our Story...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08846917818889965015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13461480.post-112184787047444472</id><published>2005-07-20T15:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-20T16:24:30.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;hmm....dunno if i shld say this, whether it's ok to say this, whether it'll bring any bad consequences but i'm jus gonna say it anyway. really provokes my thinking once again. hmm....jus read one of my fren's blog. er....this fren of mine is older than me, lyk a sis, n also has a bf for quite a no of mths. ya. den she wrote this phrase tat says she is the kind of person who takes relationships seriously n believe tat there's no point in going into one if you're not gonna marry tat person. i noe how she arrives at this thinking...thru a book tat i've read before too. i noe abt this book b4 i even went into dating wid him. n so, i wonder.....hmm......wad prompted me to date him? hmm.....well, maybe it's cos it's nice to noe sumone loves u n u love tat sumone too. n maybe it's cos he's also a christian n can give me quite alot of support on the spiritual side too (oh! i never n will never date non-christians). maybe it's cos i wanna be wid tat special sumone, enter his life n stand by him n also opening up my life to him. hmm...well, come to think of it again, i quite agree tat dere's no point going into a relationship wid sumone u wun marry. but........i dunno how to say....but i do take the relationship wid him seriously....i really do. i mean, well, lyk, i do care for him deep down inside. try my best to support him in times of needs n be there for him whenever i can. n whenever it comes to the weekend, i can see tat there's this part of me missing him n wondering if he's ok. a part of me wishing him well whenever he's sick or down. n am happy when he's happy n gloomy when he's down. is tat serious?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;actually, wad is serious? wad is taking relationship seriously? when u genuinely care n love tat someone? den wad is genuine? when it's not under pretension? den wad is pretension? i mean, sum ppl do get misguided or kinda 'lose their sense of direction' when they're in love. am i? i dun think so. hmm....but thinking abt marriage now is lyk tat thing/decision is so far away. den....... i dunno. tat's why i'm confused now. pretty confuse now....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;btw, my boy's com is down for another week. so unable to blog during this period.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;signing off as #her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13461480-112184787047444472?l=hesheasone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13461480/posts/default/112184787047444472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13461480/posts/default/112184787047444472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hesheasone.blogspot.com/2005/07/hmm.html' title=''/><author><name>Our Story...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08846917818889965015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13461480.post-112169211943986791</id><published>2005-07-18T20:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-18T21:10:10.280+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy happy</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;today was sooooooo goood. thank God! Ok. Thank God for practical tat it's over but most importantly, sumthing else. he told me today outside the staff room tat he lost his sim card....the singtel one. ok. he was two cards, one is a prepaid card tat he buys on his own widout his parents knowledge. he buys tat so that he can tok to me widout exceeding the singtel one tat he has. the other card is starhub one. so if he lose the singtel card, it definitely spells trouble as it'll be difficult to explain to his parents. so I freaked out too when i heard the news! I told him i wanted to go over to his hse n help him search for the card.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;it was raining n he din have an umbrella. so eventually, he n i shared one. very nice. the way he puts his arms arnd me, hold the umbrella n shelter us. haha. sweet. ok. so we went to the room n search all over. flipped thru the many books, n lifted up bags, searched under the table yet we can't find it. sad. i almost felt frustrated. den i asked him if he had opened the drawer but he said he din, so i din opened it up. while he was outside, out of curiousity, i opened the drawer. i noticed a headphone n took it out to look at. den i flipped thru sum papers n notebooks. suddenly, turning to my left, i saw a black card in the drawer. den he popped into the room. i took up the black card n noticed a singtel logo n serveral numbers on it. i turned to him asking, " wad is this?" he gave me a grin n suddenly it dawned on me tat it was the card. Immediately, i broke out into a wide smile. man...i quickly thrust the phone to him n ask him to insert it in n check if it's really tat card. boy! it really was! whoa! I was so happy! haha. stood up n gave him a huge big hug. man! tat was such a thankful moment to God. Whoa! Totally happy. Smiling all the way, I jus couldn't help it. haha. den I left n jus when i was leaving, hugs n kisses. sweet. the best moment ever. glad to help him out! so glad the card was found. can't imagine wad will happen if it's not found. Thank you God!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;signing happily off as #her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13461480-112169211943986791?l=hesheasone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13461480/posts/default/112169211943986791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13461480/posts/default/112169211943986791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hesheasone.blogspot.com/2005/07/happy-happy.html' title='happy happy'/><author><name>Our Story...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08846917818889965015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13461480.post-112158444352255297</id><published>2005-07-17T15:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-17T15:14:03.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;today was .... dunno how to say. nice chatting wid many ppl la. met jeremy's neighbour n his fren. n chatted wid eleena when i was walking to benjamin. i had initially wanted to tok to him. den eleena n i chatted alot. abt her work, my exams, my fear for today's discussion leading. aunty ruth den called n invited me to an art exhibition. will see if i can make it.... den while walking to ben, pastor stopped me n chatted wid me. asked me abt my o's n i asked abt his eldest son whom we have not seen for years. he jus entered ns. cool. hope he's taking it all right. in the end, i still din manage to tok to ben before worship service. haha. aft service, went to toilet n met bernice, joyce n elaine. there, we chatted abt haircuts cos the gals jus got a haircut n i'm abt to get one too! they were advising me wad style to cut or whether i shld cut in the first place. funny we chatted in the toilet. an interesting place....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;discussion was ok except tat the gals were restless n grouchy n sleepy. we sat at the PA side where we were kinda cramp up but it was fun. maybe each time we try different place, it'll be interesting! We discuss a few qns, read the long chapter. but i can sense they were tired throughout the whole session. was quite upset though. cos they din really discussed n share alot. nxt time i muz bring sweets. haiz. oh well ! Jus hope they'll go back home n read it again or at least rmb the summary of the chap tat we read thru. yup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;signing off as #her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13461480-112158444352255297?l=hesheasone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13461480/posts/default/112158444352255297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13461480/posts/default/112158444352255297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hesheasone.blogspot.com/2005/07/today-was.html' title=''/><author><name>Our Story...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08846917818889965015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13461480.post-112150239142947899</id><published>2005-07-16T16:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-17T15:14:29.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;Hey..really cool and yet uncool. The com Hp spoiled! Haiz. So i m typin this using my bro Hp.. Cool. But no more net for bout 5 days. Damn. Oh well. Can sleep early. Wo,harry potter out today! Cool! I wanna buy! But dunno if my dad will allow..yesterday he said should study first.. But its not like i ll read for the whole time wat.. K better not use too much net.. And i got another sickness again today! Flu.. Haiz.. K better go now.. Cya.... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;signing off as #him&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13461480-112150239142947899?l=hesheasone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13461480/posts/default/112150239142947899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13461480/posts/default/112150239142947899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hesheasone.blogspot.com/2005/07/hey.html' title=''/><author><name>Our Story...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08846917818889965015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13461480.post-112149793371879906</id><published>2005-07-16T15:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-16T15:12:13.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ANNOUNCEMENT</title><content type='html'>hey ppl! jus a reminder tat mrs yong put up ans for the GCE O Level Nov paper ans on Ask n Learn plus the summary notes! The summary notes are real cool....though there are 23 pages. yup. summarised every chap. rmb to check it out!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13461480-112149793371879906?l=hesheasone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13461480/posts/default/112149793371879906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13461480/posts/default/112149793371879906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hesheasone.blogspot.com/2005/07/announcement.html' title='ANNOUNCEMENT'/><author><name>Our Story...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08846917818889965015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13461480.post-112141982469761223</id><published>2005-07-15T17:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-15T17:30:24.700+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;haiz..dunno why he keep getting headaches these days....so worried for him. sad. wish it'll not come back again. today i had so much fun at his house! So nice. made him cook a bit...lyk ask him to help out paulina, the maid. i noe guys are not usually fit for the kitchen but still they muz learn sum cooking skills rite? den nxt time when he's independent n outside, at least he knows how to cook a bit. yup. haha..jus looking at the way he cuts the chicken meat is jus so funny! He held the big chopper n start slamming onto the meat. he's trying to imitate wad we often see on tv....hack hack hack lyk sum big chef. lol. he din hold the other side of the meat nor try to shift the blade up n down to slice it. aft i told him den he did a bit. but even so, he's still holding the edge of the meat n not holding on tightly. finally, he managed it. i chopped the veg, thanks to the prac i had when i stayed over. i cut the same veg tat time. n the onions n garlic. so it was still fun cooking wid paulina n him. but i totally dun lyk the oil esp aft u put the onion n garlic. never lyk it in the first place. haiz. i really wish there's another way to cook onions n garlic......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;aft tat chie yin, shi hao they all came. din mind at all. they play monopoly while he n i play piano. let him hear the pieces n got comments. great! but i also realised my scales ain't good. so i better prac more over there! His piano keys are so nice la! So easy for me to run fast. it has certainly been a long time since my fingers have run fast. so glad to get the same feeling back. but it also means i play very fast n tend to speed up. haiz. next, while going to toilet, i met his bro at the floor playing com. so nice. i toked to him a while den play com n tok to him. i think he's nervous when he's talking to me. he sits up so straight, din look in my eyes often, his hands by his feet, lyk ncc style. den when i glance up at one time, i saw his hands curl up. dunno if tat means nervous but maybe a bit, or maybe not. haha. anyway, very glad to tok to him n catch up. glad he's toking to frens now. n glad to know his aspirations! very nice chat. den my boy came in. soon aft, we left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;o level listneing compre was ok. got a bit lost finding the classroom. but in the end was ok. the paper was a bit tough esp the last qn. scary. den when leaving him at the bus stop, felt lyk giving him a hug but was afraid of missing the bus. so jus left liddat. man...regret...wished i hugged him tightly. sad... =( gonna miss him a lotz since it's the weekends... &lt;sob&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;signing off as #her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13461480-112141982469761223?l=hesheasone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13461480/posts/default/112141982469761223'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13461480/posts/default/112141982469761223'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hesheasone.blogspot.com/2005/07/haiz_15.html' title=''/><author><name>Our Story...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08846917818889965015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13461480.post-112133779513960194</id><published>2005-07-14T18:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-15T16:54:02.563+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dead meat</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;aww man, i m dead meat. ekk. haiz, oh well. and i keep havin this stoopid headache! argh! wa pound pound pound! jus haf to tahan. grr. and so sleepy this aft. watch quite alot of tv, and kept feel like slpin, but i never slp in front of the tv. only later when listenin to radio den zzz. later stil gotta go tuition, dunno how i can survive. tonite must slp early or tml die worse. ugh. oh, got my piano exam date already. 29th aug. argh. gotta prac more. esp arpeggios...haiz.. hope it doesnt clash with prelims. now on tv is a minister talkin bout the nkf thing. haiz, wonder wats gonna happen to nkf and the donations now. man, tat ceo... ok nth much. gtg eat now. feel u later com.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;#signing off head-throbbingly as him(ouch!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13461480-112133779513960194?l=hesheasone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13461480/posts/default/112133779513960194'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13461480/posts/default/112133779513960194'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hesheasone.blogspot.com/2005/07/dead-meat.html' title='dead meat'/><author><name>Our Story...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08846917818889965015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13461480.post-112131395853474116</id><published>2005-07-14T12:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-14T12:05:58.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;Great! All the main papers are over except for the practicals n the chem paper! Jus so glad it's finally over! The maths was a killer man...both. Except for today's Add maths paper 2. was still ok. but i saw one qn tat is frm crescent or was it frm st margaret? amyway, i tried it last nite den gave up halfway n din bother to ask anyone. den who knows? it came out! Hmph! N the E Maths paper was so cheat. many qns from paper one is modified frm commonwealth prelim paper. so cheat! Elect geog was a real great encouragement. can ans the qns n use a bit of ss knowledge. but i wish i can rephrase qns on tourism better n study for the reasons for tourism. argh....din study tat part. tot it wun be impt n wun come out. haiz. no short-cuts next time. oh well. tml is the chn o level oral..hmm...maybe during tat long 2 n half break go out to IMM n shop wid him. haha...it'll be so great n fun!! Cool! Lol. will see how....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;signing off as #her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13461480-112131395853474116?l=hesheasone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13461480/posts/default/112131395853474116'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13461480/posts/default/112131395853474116'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hesheasone.blogspot.com/2005/07/great-all-main-papers-are-over-except.html' title=''/><author><name>Our Story...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08846917818889965015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13461480.post-112124399388579980</id><published>2005-07-13T15:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-13T16:40:02.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yawn. yawn. yikes, scary. ok. tme to study......................&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13461480-112124399388579980?l=hesheasone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13461480/posts/default/112124399388579980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13461480/posts/default/112124399388579980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hesheasone.blogspot.com/2005/07/yawn.html' title=''/><author><name>Our Story...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08846917818889965015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13461480.post-112106647484196175</id><published>2005-07-11T15:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-15T16:54:42.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'>deep</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;me. in deep and fresh manure. yup. hmm. rite. for these two weeks. ah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;on the other hand, watched back to the future ytday. so cool! man..nice stuff.. the three of them movies all join so well. and got so much dejavu. totally kewl. wish there were some more, but not gonna haf. oh well, they were made so long ago anyways. oh, and i downloaded quite a few episodes of smallville. rocks also! esp the flash ep. so cool...bart(flash)run super fast, even faster than clark..wo. watch tat last part alot of times already, ha. and i get to watch eps not even shown on tv yet! heheh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;ok, time to go back to my roughage pile now. (huh?) smell u later blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;#signing off 'hmm,haiz'ly as him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13461480-112106647484196175?l=hesheasone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13461480/posts/default/112106647484196175'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13461480/posts/default/112106647484196175'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hesheasone.blogspot.com/2005/07/deep.html' title='deep'/><author><name>Our Story...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08846917818889965015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13461480.post-112081640073713169</id><published>2005-07-08T17:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-14T12:06:40.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'>feelinless?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;hey blog. me now. finally. k nth much, jus feelin weird...due to many stuffs...haiz...oh well... ya...&lt;br /&gt;jus had piano lesson. aiyoh, 1st song and appergios still like shit. at least cher say 2nd piece improve. nowadays dun even haf much time to prac already. haiz. wah bio today, dun need to say la, confirm fail liao.. X p oh well.wat the heck. feelin numb inside...weird. but i noe i ll be better soon. hmmm. oh...no more chi tution anymore. fin! yay...only left listenin anyways, which i horribly suck in. been practicing some stunts and tricks , hopefully can become pro. not gonna say wat ...yet... not likely to go tkd later, tho i strangely feel like. to kick some butt and make alot of noise.. hmm nvm. dun go still can do other things. like watch tv. tong xin yuan is 100 episodes long i tink. and now not even half way thru. when issit ever gonna end... k nth much to say. cept tat i lll be missin her lotz since its the weekend again. sigh. k , i m out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;signing numbly off as #him&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13461480-112081640073713169?l=hesheasone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13461480/posts/default/112081640073713169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13461480/posts/default/112081640073713169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hesheasone.blogspot.com/2005/07/feelinless.html' title='feelinless?'/><author><name>Our Story...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08846917818889965015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13461480.post-112080207359683750</id><published>2005-07-08T13:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-08T13:54:33.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;hey blog. me again. ya. feeling kinda dull though. my boy so moody. so stress out. dunno how to comfort him. jus try my best. but seeing him so upset, i can't help but feel the same way for him too. i wished i was sum angel. den i can peek at the qns n help him. jus hate seeing him so stress out. he was so quiet. i felt so uncomfortable, so upset. haiz. wish he could pull himself together n not dwell on the bio paper nor the whole schedule of exams tat are coming. come on boy! Dun get stress out! I'm sure you can do it! all of us can do it! have confidence in yrself dear! cheer up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;signing off as #her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13461480-112080207359683750?l=hesheasone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13461480/posts/default/112080207359683750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13461480/posts/default/112080207359683750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hesheasone.blogspot.com/2005/07/hey-blog.html' title=''/><author><name>Our Story...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08846917818889965015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13461480.post-112073367190409015</id><published>2005-07-07T18:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-07T18:54:31.910+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;haiz. i wish he isn't sick. i hate seeing him fall ill. the look of pain on his face jus pains my heart. i wish i'm the one sick instead. den he'll be relieved of it. hope he'll be all right by tml n it wun come back again later tonight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;today, the water bottle in my bag leak, causing a big puddle, or rather, wet floor around my area. this also caused yw n wy's bag's strap to be wet. so sorry ppl! the surprising thing is tat the guys took a long time to discover it. haha. oh ya! another sad thing....wet his mag. I'm so sorry dear! all the corners of the mag were wet badly. n the colour of the front page were kinda tearing out. scraps of black ink. man..i felt so bad. isn't my first time tat i wet his pages. guess he wun let me bring home anymore. dunno wad to tell my bro. haiz. anyway, i dun deserve bringing it home. done it the second time already. really careless of me. haiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;oh well, so i can't carry my bag since it's soaking wet at the corner of the bag. thus, i carried the bag on my hand. when i was walking up the stairs, i met yi xian. naturally, zhi wei was there. so i toked a bit to yx. suddenly, zhi wei stretched out his hand n asked me to pass over my bag to him. clearly, he wants to help me. i told him it's ok. but he still insisted. so i let him do so. i felt very happy n touched. din expect him to do tat. besides, a few seconds ago, i was jus thinking: if only sum one wld carry the bag for me...sum one who is taller cos i'm lyk dragging the bag n gotta lift my elbow to carry the bag up the stairs. den pooph! there was zhi wei helping me! It's lyk a dream come true? haha. i was so delighted. hmm...if only my boy was liddat. lyk zhi wei, insist on helping me carry books etc instead of always asking me if i needed help. u noe, i'm always touched when guys do tat for me. help me carry stuffs. it shows the gentleman in them, the boldness in them, the persistance n insistance n kindness.....so many. this feeling is jus so hard to described...warmth n touched. reminds me of ken. whenever i meet him, he wld always take the books outta my arms n help me carry all the way. never once did he let me hold them, only till we part. man...if only..if only. haha. no offense dear, but jus my own tots n my own feelings. anyway, thanks zhi wei!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;jus had piano lesson. come to think of it, it's only three weeks to my exam!!!!! :S freaking out. man. i dunno how it'll be lyk. really need help n lots of pushing to prac man. wished me luck by then!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;signing off as #her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13461480-112073367190409015?l=hesheasone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13461480/posts/default/112073367190409015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13461480/posts/default/112073367190409015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hesheasone.blogspot.com/2005/07/haiz.html' title=''/><author><name>Our Story...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08846917818889965015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13461480.post-112064345296616884</id><published>2005-07-06T17:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-06T18:08:19.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;ok. i'm much much better now peeps. thanks. the next day i went jamming wid sk, tim, jamie n this other bassist. not really jamming but practising a song for sk's upcoming clementeen idol. very cool. but tat timothy fogot to bring the chords. hmph. den we all have to figure it out. the intro, they wanted me to play the cd's style. it's nice but it's tough to figure out the notes. they helped me out a bit but in order not to waste their time, i told them i'll go home n figure it out. n i figured it out in less than 15mins. cool. my fastest timing. anyway, we played together n recorded it in a tape for sk to use for his outside training.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;today, at pe lesson, yw, sh n i were discussing abt how good mrs tan is in letting there be a clementeen idol as compared to mr hang. den we were discussing of asking her to allow prom nite. tat'll be so nice lor. hmm....maybe ask the president of student council to help write petition. but i dunno who he is. gotta find out den. a prom nite...tat'll be so wonderful! n i learnt a surprising truth frm yw. she told me tat sum schs actually hold prom nites before o level. man. i totally disagree wid the idea cos it'll not keep up the motivation for studying for o levels aft the prelims. we'll prob be too slack when we go for teh prom nite..haha..the paper one. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;today i had a good time wid him aft sch. it's very nice jus holding his hand, leaning on his shoulder, closing my eyes n jus try to get sum rest. very comforting. hugs n kisses. warm ones. so much love in the air. very sweet. den we saw natallie. surprise surprise. ya. n i missed three buses. pretty alot but it was so difficult to leave him. so heart breaking. can almost feel a bit of tears at the side of my eyes. strange...for the first time. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;signing off as #her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13461480-112064345296616884?l=hesheasone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13461480/posts/default/112064345296616884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13461480/posts/default/112064345296616884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hesheasone.blogspot.com/2005/07/ok.html' title=''/><author><name>Our Story...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08846917818889965015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13461480.post-112038500810415861</id><published>2005-07-03T18:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-06T18:08:45.473+08:00</updated><title type='text'>crying out loud!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;Argh! Dunno why! Feel so sad! mood swing? Woke up on the wrong side of the bed? or rather, woke up wid the wrong dream in my mind....ytday, I was observing my mum ironing clothes n I was commenting tat she ironed pretty fast. den she tot me a bit of techics how to iron my dad's office shirt. den, on tat particular nite, I dreamt tat i was ironing clothes n my mum was scolding me. saying i ironed too slowly. bu i refused to admit it n begged to differ. den she got very angry n threatened to caned me. by then, i was about to cry. she went to my bedroom n took out a cane n was about to cane me. iwas almost on the edge of crying then. when I saw the cane, I snatched it from her n broke it into half. den suddenly, I saw dominic in front of me. i was wailing loudly i tell you...screaming n shouting while my mum's voice kept ringing at my ear. suddenly, he came into the picture n stood in front of me, btw my mum n I n tried to help. but by then i was crying too loudly. however, his face was surprisingly clear. den, I woke up. I struggled to open my eyes. I brought my hand to my eyes n realised there are tears in it. I actually cried for real! I dun believe it! I felt so sad. Perhaps....it's true? I was really frightened of my mum? I dunno......it was still early. the time was still early. but whenever I try to close my eyes, the same scene appeared. i pictured the scene where i awoke. I was scared. teerrified. upset. wad a start to the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;den at church, the worship was good. aunty daisy was better this time round in leading. n she did have slips at intros. very happy. but wad i'm upset about is when pastor actually shut me up. lyk signal me to keep quiet. his face shone a very annoyed look. i dun get it! why did he have to do tat? it's lyk telling me tat when i'm needed den i muz be there. when i'm not needed, get lost. i dunno. i feel so upset. maybe it's my fault but the volume is already quite soft n i kinda sense the spirit still lingers....i dun understand. come to think of it, it isn't the first time i was given this signal. uncle clarence also did tat. ya. recalling it now, i do feel sad about it =( Perhaps I need a break. i dunno. a long break. oh! N at ytday's prac, the ppl keep telling me to smile. but i did! I even sing while i play! isn't tat good enuff? why do they nag? it's the second time they say it! I noe it's the second time only but who knows if there are more times? I seriously think so. i hate nags. I already have a naggy mum at home n now this. I dun think I can stand it man! Dun think so! HELP!!!! Maybe tat's one of the reasons why I feel so sad now. I even considered quitting the music ministry ytday nite. I told him n he was rather shocked. I noe, I shouldn't be thinking it this way. the main reason why i serve shouldn't be about gaining praises of man but rather of God. But at least let me feel appreciated Lord! Please!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;signing off as #her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13461480-112038500810415861?l=hesheasone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13461480/posts/default/112038500810415861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13461480/posts/default/112038500810415861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hesheasone.blogspot.com/2005/07/crying-out-loud.html' title='crying out loud!!'/><author><name>Our Story...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08846917818889965015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13461480.post-112023813686000519</id><published>2005-07-02T01:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-06T18:10:42.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1st july!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haven been blogging for a while now. ok here i am again. today(1st july) is a more than normal day for the two of us.(if u noe wat i mean). today was so sleepy in the morn, kept havin no mood to do work and jus wanted to put my head down and close my eyes. but ren until recess. ate chicken rice again, so much bones! aft recess phys prac, the teacher like come from army wan, the way he talks so army style....hmm.... den kept us back until so late, sheesh, den less time to go out with her. woah, tat booklet of coupons so many, dunno how i can sell all fin. yikes, see how lor. checked out kel's new hp...nokia 6020....ok la, but not very good actually. no mp3 and the cam not so clear, well, at least better than mine. mine is so old liao my parents still want to wait longer before changing. haiz. they got my bro a new hp recently. so good, got so many functions, so cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;aft school took 173 with her. so long haven take 173 frm this direction already, reminds me of tat time i pri sch tat time take the same route...den saw all the familiar stuff, and also places which i have passed so many times before but didnt know their significance. she pointed out all these interesting places to me. den reach her house where we couldn find any security guards to open up a place. had to go out to the intercom again to contact one. den she went upstairs and i waited at the room downstairs. inside got quite alot of interesting books.. passed the time by readin as many of the books as possible. den had such a great time with her. played and studied. good thing no one else came, so we didint have to share the room. ya, den went to the bus stop. gave her her gifts and exchanged nice pecks. the 3 buses which came werent very far apart, suprisingly so. worried tat i may be late for piano lesson, but luckily was not late. in fact, still had tie to change and look thru my books and prac a bit before cher came. at nit at tkd there was sparring as usual. this time, instead of the usual 1 round, i had to spar 3. den, surprisingly, the instructors and my junior black belt frens say i did well. very powerful kick. =D nice... got some bruises again as usual durin sparring. but not very painful, will heal fast. so dont worry dear! it ll be fine. thanks for praying for me! =) ok...summarised most of the stuff tat happened today. now feelin very sleepy already. i tink i jus fall to my pillow zzz already. k, so better go now. zz....nitez.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;signing sleepily off as #him&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13461480-112023813686000519?l=hesheasone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13461480/posts/default/112023813686000519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13461480/posts/default/112023813686000519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hesheasone.blogspot.com/2005/07/1st-july_02.html' title='1st july!'/><author><name>Our Story...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08846917818889965015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13461480.post-112022156748965991</id><published>2005-07-01T20:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-06T18:10:23.313+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1st July!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;great! It's july! But it isn't tat great either. Well, good thing is tat it's Yoke Hwee's bday. n it's a new mth. n it's our anniversary...wun tell u which mth. but bad is tat at the end of this mth is my grade eight piano exam :S n the mid-yrs exam :X Scary. Anyway, glad i can pull thru today. went to the reading room at my house clubhouse, rushed thru lunch, packed stuffs n go meet him there. we played games...battleship. always he win. hmph. den cards. den do chi oral. fun. study together for a while. practise. den send him off at the bus stop. two buses passed. pretty fast..one aft the other. when the third one came, it was quite a surprise to me n him, i guess. neither of us wanna leave, i noe. but i had to pull him off the seat. it was rather tough, as in, rather painful. jus so sad to leave him. but i noe i had to let go or he'll be scolded badly. din want him to get another scolding...din want to...... the farewell was nice wid a little surprise =) haha. but all in all, i thank God for the time i can spend wid him. yup. surprised by his gift too n the cost of it. maybe i shld stop him frm buying stuffs for me...always very expensive. dun want him to spend too much. letter was sweet too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;today at the physics lab, glad to tok to shu hui about LOST. so nice to discuss it again n wid hilmi too. hmm..come to think of it, it's really been a long time since i've toked to him. he came forward this morning n clarify sum stuff abt the councillors. i was surprised but was also glad. oh! this morning i gave yw the present. she was sniffing in the morning. n when she opened it, it seems lyk she's so touched liddat...keep sniffing. haha. glad she lyk it. jus makes me smile when she smiles. not lesbiant but u noe when frens are happy, u will also naturally feel happy. cheers! hope she'll enjoy her sweet 16th bday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;signing off as #her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13461480-112022156748965991?l=hesheasone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13461480/posts/default/112022156748965991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13461480/posts/default/112022156748965991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hesheasone.blogspot.com/2005/07/1st-july.html' title='1st July!!'/><author><name>Our Story...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08846917818889965015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13461480.post-112013086494622713</id><published>2005-06-30T19:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-06T18:11:05.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'>today</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;Ok. Many good n bad things happen today. First, it was not good. I rushed to sch. Or rather, my dad rushed me n my neighbour to sch. But I can't help feeling anxious though I'm not the one driving. I got an impt task to do tat morning..to guide the sch flag. Yup. So if I ain't there..yikes. When I entered sch, the first bell jus rang. I walked past the sch gate. Den, "Eh! Gal! Help me close the sch gate. Jus close it mah. come on" Said mdm re-nu-ka. Ya. tat indian teacher. I was lyk shocked cos I'm not in charge of main gate though. I looked around to find the other prefects on duty but no one was in sight. So I was lyk, oh well, jus a gate. Ha! Little had I known I was wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;While trying to lift up tat gate lock, I exerted too much force n cause tat delicate skin between my thumb n index finger to hit the top of the lock. U noe, lyk the skin is sandwiched n pressed real hard. Man! It hurts alot alot. I was lyk...wad the.....!!! In chi it's called, kiap. Haiz. Den a prefect came n told me she'll take over since it's her duty. Ok. So I left rubbing the skin. When I examined it again, I got a big shock. It was blue-black!!! Immediately! Man. It hurts. Even when I rubbed it or u noe, turn the thumb. I recalled wad yw mentioned sum time ago n started rubbing it, hoping the blood will circulate. But even so, it still hurts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;The first thing tat came to my mind: Oh no! SS paper later...gotta write essay. 2nd: No! The piano exam next mth. But actually, it wun be brusied till tat long. 3rd: piano lesson later. Oh no! Dunno if I can play. The last n also the best: Luckily I got him. Can ask him to exert sum force on it n help me rub. Would be effective. Haha. Yup. n tat's jus wad I asked n tat's jus wad he did. Luckily, it din hurt alot when he did it n besides, it did help alot. Thanks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;SS paper was ok. Lucky I studied the correct topic tat came out for SEQ. Yeah! N SBQ part was still can't complete the last qn. Haiz. Well, at least Iwa s able to write up to level 5 for both qns in SEQ. Hopefully....though I can assure myself tat the proving qn will be correct, so I dun hope high for SBQ. E Maths was so shocking. Not tat I never seen most of the qns before but tat they were familiar! So many! In the papers tat Mr Lee gave--commonwealth n fairfield papers. Man..I can't believe there was so little originality. The qns are absolutely familiar. n I was lyk..thank you mummy, thank you mummy. Cos my mum went thru sum of the qns last nite wid me. Thankfully she took the pain n time to do the qns n check my ans. Thank you Lord!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Later on, yw, him n I went out to eat lunch n met kenny they all. Den later on when he n I went to popular at JE, we met them again. So coincidental. We left to another section n jus when I tot we lost them, we saw them at the platform of JE station while returning home. Lol. It was nice at JE popular. Saw alot of gifts n bought 2 for 2 special classmates. yup. next, he sent me home. missed one train, enjoyed the wind again. haha. obession wid wind. sat on the bus wid my head on his shoulder to slp on. nice n secure. but the ride was very bumpy. haha. took the lift n stairs, hugs n kisses. warm embrace. sweet smiles. lovely memories. haha. ya. but not extreme in the lifts n stairs. I noe my stand. his hugs are tight n warm. ya. jus make me smile. very nice jus to be wid him. jus wished I never had to leave him. haiz. oh well. I took the lift down wid him to the basement n gave him a final hug. den when i kiss him on the cheek, the lift door opened n there was a lady outside. i pulled him away den he left. lucky the person din have much reaction. jus hope she dun go round complaining to management. sumtimes, I really wonder if the lift is under survillance. hmm. I've yet to see the screens at the guard house but i noe there are cameras at every lobby.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;i really hope I can spend tml wid him too. a special day tml. but i dunno how to tell my mum. really scared she wun let me. dunno wad to say, even jus to go downstairs to the clubhouse wid him. haiz. oh well. dunno why i always write alot. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;signing off as #her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13461480-112013086494622713?l=hesheasone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13461480/posts/default/112013086494622713'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13461480/posts/default/112013086494622713'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hesheasone.blogspot.com/2005/06/today.html' title='today'/><author><name>Our Story...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08846917818889965015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13461480.post-111995534308717629</id><published>2005-06-28T18:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-06T18:11:27.983+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;woke up at 830 by my mum. lyk a loud hailer. keep screaming n shouting my name. so irritating. she left at nine plus. so i fell asleep again at 11am to 12am. haha. nice slp. but my mum was surprised how i woke up instead of giving me a scolding. lol. so that's the morning. went to study ss of course. but nth else. done quite alot. jus read, memorise a bit, recall, ya. tat's all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;my mum cooked lunch before she left. told me a whole chicken is in the wok, asked me to use scissors to cut the meat. well, open the lid n use the scissors. tried to cut but it's lyk messing up the meat. den i tot of using the fork. oops. i used too much force till the meat fell into the sauce n it splashed unto my arm n shirt. haha. i was totally shocked. i tot it'll only happen in tvs but....interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;jus watched Resident Evil !!! very nice! the second time i'm watching it. still interesting. hopefilly tonight, I wun have nightmares!! I really wonder wad's the second part lyk. think it's gonna be interesting! Can't wait to rent the disc now tat I'm 16!!! Nth much already. jus hope I'll continue to study hard for ss n eng later tonight!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;signing off as#her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13461480-111995534308717629?l=hesheasone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13461480/posts/default/111995534308717629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13461480/posts/default/111995534308717629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hesheasone.blogspot.com/2005/06/woke-up-at-830-by-my-mum.html' title=''/><author><name>Our Story...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08846917818889965015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13461480.post-111985924307850367</id><published>2005-06-28T16:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-06T18:12:50.003+08:00</updated><title type='text'>comic relief =D</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1/1184/1600/Zits3.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1/1184/400/Zits3.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1/1184/1600/Zits4.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1/1184/400/Zits4.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1/1184/1600/Zits5.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1/1184/400/Zits5.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1/1184/1600/Zits2.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1/1184/400/Zits2.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1/1184/1600/Zits.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 410px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 126px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="181" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1/1184/400/Zits.gif" width="536" 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/13461480-111985924307850367?l=hesheasone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13461480/posts/default/111985924307850367'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13461480/posts/default/111985924307850367'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hesheasone.blogspot.com/2005/06/comic-relief-d.html' title='comic relief =D'/><author><name>Our Story...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08846917818889965015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13461480.post-111986362526867587</id><published>2005-06-27T17:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-06T18:11:58.343+08:00</updated><title type='text'>back to school2</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;ok. back to sch again. But sumhow it feels lyk the first day of sch of the year....hmmm...maybe it's cos I'm too happy to see my frens lyk yw n shu hui. but most importantly, him. Haven't seen him for close to a week. Miss him sooooo badly. jus can't wait. so maybe tat's why i ended up having crazy thoughts. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;today's flag no good. esp sch flag. whoever it was shld use a bit more common sense n realise tat it's already the end of the national anthem but it's still so down there. i know there's fear of overtaking n tat would mean bad consequences but wad's life widout risks? esp for this, one muz not be afraid. more so being the ic. buck up ppl! you really got to do this well! there was also student council investiture. I wanted to go but tot maybe not. since he's not going. jus be wid him then. better than sitting in the hall. but i do wonder if how big the council is, who are the ppl, their vision n goals, the head/president n vice-president etc...really hope this student council thing will be good. they'll be better than prefectorial board as mr murali takes charge. i have full confidence in him! yea! ok. so for the whole of this week, I'll be helping the ic in sch flag. oh well! only wed, thu n fri. maybe i'll stretch to next week, jus to be sure. ic leh. no joke about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;enuff said, now for the curriculum. two bio lessons in a row! whoa! 2 hours straight. crazy. n teacher went thru the answers of a paper tat i never did. lol. manage to pull thru. n so did most of the class. nice to see mrs chan again. sumhow, i feel .... happy? she's a good teacher. jus feel fortunate tat i have her as my bio teacher once again. next was maths, where mr lee forgot tat he have to attend the investiture. lol. eng was liddat lor. talking about it, it's eng paper on thur!! So soon. freaking out again. Study study lor. look thru the vocab etc. luckily i brought back the file. hee. oh! n it's really nice of him to carry my file all the way. really sweet =) chn lesson was good too. wid us talking about various newpaper report, to prac for oral. yup. most likely, my shift is next thur!! So soon!!! Freaking out. better change all the chi tuition dates nearer n pay more attention in class. seeing mr tan reminds me of him telling my boy's mum about us. totally shocking. but oh well! it's over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;tml my whole class not going to run. or at least most of the class. quite cool. we'll see the teacher's reaction then. haiz. been reading this book called "double take". about a twin exchanging lives wid the other twin. both of a different personality n both of diff martial status. she is about to enter into a married life. n boy! So sexual. man. it's lyk....er.....dunno how to say. i'm on the edge now. er...better think straight. haiz. so difficult but muz. or i'll be lyk letting him down. ok. nvm if u dun understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;So in conclusion, I'm jus happy to see him once again. it's lyk whoa! so nice. went to the bus stop wid him again. but actually should have suggested him sending me home. anyway, missed two buses. alot. n the way he held my arm when he din want me to go jus brought tears when i was thinking about it on the bus. man. wished i never left him. saw his bro too. glad to tok to him again. n also see his new phone. n the photo tat his sis took. yar. he looked extremely handsome in tat pic! lol. got hugs frm him n exchange pecks. sweet. ok. gotta study already. study hard peeps!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;signing off as #her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13461480-111986362526867587?l=hesheasone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13461480/posts/default/111986362526867587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13461480/posts/default/111986362526867587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hesheasone.blogspot.com/2005/06/back-to-school2.html' title='back to school2'/><author><name>Our Story...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08846917818889965015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13461480.post-111986044459532861</id><published>2005-06-27T16:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-06T18:12:26.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'>back to school</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;aww..back to school again. actually mostly only looking forward to seeing friends part. and seeing her. so long haven...gettin crazy.ha... today usual day at sch. only diff was tat new stall at the canteen. sell chicken rice one, not too bad, but a bit on the expensive side. and not very feeling. can eat la, but not everyday if not bankrupt. feelin sianz out by the term 3 exams, gotta go study alot already. haiz. today nice after school. walk to the bus stop with her and we sat there for quite long, but to me it felt like only a few mins or less.. held her hand again after so long, and hugged again, so nice. and a quick peck when her bus came, almost missed the bus...yikes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;so....some cool and funny comics i love below for u all to read... enjoy!(hopefully) =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;signing off as #him&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13461480-111986044459532861?l=hesheasone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13461480/posts/default/111986044459532861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13461480/posts/default/111986044459532861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hesheasone.blogspot.com/2005/06/back-to-school.html' title='back to school'/><author><name>Our Story...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08846917818889965015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13461480.post-111967424430611551</id><published>2005-06-25T12:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-06T18:13:06.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;Boy! Today I woke up at 11am!! The first time in many years! haha. Slept at 1 plus am last nite tat's why. So cool. Plus it's raining now. Makes sleeping better, cosier n warmer. Mum went out, to sum Parents' Support Grp meeting in my sch. So no one to wake us up. As usual, sis was the earliest., followed by my bro den me, who is the laziest esp when it comes to rainy mornings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Yesterday was the audition for gz. I was the first one. Scary. Din lyk it. Teacher gave the piece for sight reading. We sat dere n read. I can only go thru it twice den it was my turn. The others had to go outside the room. I went forward, checked the tune of the notes. Then I told them the song n started playing. Man! It totally sucks!! I play too fast. I play too soft. I play too.......sucky. Man. I dunno why I din play louder. I played wid many mistakes too. Can hear wan. N it was so so so terrible. Argh!!! Hate myself. Dun nid to tok about sight-reading. I cannot make it either. Ornaments were present n I skipped a bit. Den the instructor asked me if I din see them or I din noe how to play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I went outside n tok to the rest. I waited for this nanhua gal cos I wanna hear how well she plays zhan tai feng. Also, I heard the other gal playing sai ma. A song tat I also noe. Not too bad tho I can't hear the mistakes cos I dunno the song very well. But overall, all of us made mistakes in our choiced piece. So.....dunno if I can get in thru the audition. grr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;signing off as #her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13461480-111967424430611551?l=hesheasone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13461480/posts/default/111967424430611551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13461480/posts/default/111967424430611551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hesheasone.blogspot.com/2005/06/boy-today-i-woke-up-at-11am-first-time.html' title=''/><author><name>Our Story...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08846917818889965015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13461480.post-111952592117882243</id><published>2005-06-23T07:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-06T18:13:25.723+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;Great! It's over!!! It's finally over! Yay! Whoohoo! Ok. enough cheering. Let me tell you the details. I think I started this day quite ok. Well, I'm wearing new clothes!! Yup! New shirt...white one wid collar to keep me warm round the neck n short-sleeve. Plus a new pair of jeans! Hee...pretty. Din tie my hair so I look...er....pretty? Hmm...yar. Tat's self-praise I noe. If only he could see me. Would really love his comment. Maybe I'll jus snap a digi photo of myself. Lol. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 152px; HEIGHT: 246px" alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y5/sharonlimseeman/Myself/Newclothes2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok. But halfway on the car, I realised tat I din bring my HP out. Yikes! Made my dad turned back. He wasn't tat happy though but oh well! Tat's my dad...jus do it for me. N my mum too! Brought down the HP to the main road for me. haha. Listened to Mozart For Your Mind too. Nice. Soothing. U noe, there's research saying tat sum of Mozart's pieces will help in analytical thinking. So...dun mind giving it a gamble!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Anyway, when I reached there, I was really lonely. Keep turning arnd to look for afdhal but can't find him. Reached there at 7.40am. I sat down, read one of the note book tat I brought n waited till 7.55am. Den I left n walked up the stairs. Looking up, I was appalled by the number of ppl. But the good thing is tat they were in grps, wid their frens. So envious. Anyway, I saw afdhal there! He reached there at 7.30am. So early. N he told me he was bored n lonely too cos he saw the ppl in grps, chatting away n he was so alone. Same feeling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Anyway, I entered n sat at my seat. Easy to find my seat. Got used to finding seats due to the numerous piano theory exams I've taken. Haha. Ok. First paper was maths. Before tat, I had a bit of tummy ache in the car. My dad told me to go toilet but I din. I tot it was jus cos I was too nervous, jus lyk other times. When the paper was handed out, set in front of me, the tummy ache went off for a while. While waiting for 8.30am to come, it came back again. But I dare not go to toilet. Jus din go. So, bearing it, I did the paper. slowly, the ache went away den it came back. Prayed. went away but came back again. Stupid rite? So I quickly complete the paper n requested to go to the toilet. Tat was half hour before the paper ends. N this time, I really have a run. Hmph. Wad a timing! Anyway, the maths paper was ok. The E Maths qn were not tat tough lyk wad afdhal said. Variation, factorisation, indics, log, binomial theorem n definitely trigo. But afdhal din study trigo. Wasted. there were 2 qns on it. Luckily I can do. Or at least I manage to get an answer. Dunno if there's careless mistakes. I skipped one or two as I was stuck but managed to solve all except one. I was still stuck at it. It's a tangent thing. For the distinct roots thing, the b2-4ac thing. Haiz. Forgot to study the part on tangents. Sad. Regret. Den last nite I studied so hard for differentiation n integration n none came out. so piss off. hmph. Oh well! On the way to the toilet, I scanned the crowd again. There! I couldn't believe my eyes! I saw one of my phpps fren! My pri sch fren in my section! Boy wasn't I delighted! I got a fren! haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Immediately aft the paper ended, I turned arnd to find him but couldn't see him. On the way, I found him wid his grp of frens. I hesistated. But well, jus go n greet him. So I went over n he was also surprised to see me. The first thing he said was sharon? Man...but it sounded lyk he expected it. I was quite taken aback. Haha. Den when he introduced me to his frens, the first thing he said, "Le Jing's fren!" Le jing is my church fren who is also in fairfield. Den they all, ar? really? haha. made frens thru le jing...shows tat le jing is famous? haha...sure...since she's such a cheerful gal n has so many frens. oh! there were 3 of them, including my phpps fren. Linus, Marcus n Fiona. Linus is the one frm my pri sch. The other two all commented to me tat she was a bubbly gal n cheerful n fun! Whoa! Le jing sure got a reputation in fairfield uh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;oh...going to tok about marcus now. Er...dun get jealous dear...you'll still be the one I love. Anyway, me being a loner, I decided to join them, n jus make more frens. So we sat down together n pulled out our sandwiches. Marcus went to toilet first, Fiona n Linus went to find a way out of the compound. But they can't find it in the end. Marcus came back first. So he sat down opposite me. We started chatting den. talk about our schs. Mainly I ask him qns n he ans vice versa. Interesting conversation. N I noticed alot of things abt him. For one, on the outside, his specs is nice! It has a silver thing in the middle that holds the two lenses together. Frameless. The silver thing is really nice. Den he wears braces lyk my bro n we toked a bit abt it too. he said tat he lost weight n may be due to his braces cos he din eat a lot when he had the braces on/tighten. Told me tat he started wearing it last christmas, right before christmas dinner. Sad. can't eat much. Another thing I noticed is tat he speaks slowly n clearly. Not exactly loudly. It was very clear. Slow. Ok. I'm repeating myself. But I'm surprised tat he speaks in this way. Hardly do ppl remain so calm. It amazes me. Ok. After everything, we chatted a bit n i realised tat he is a choir conductor. Amazing! A guy a conductor! Ok. Not tat I'm sexist but it's really rare. He really has potential. Btw, the choir instructor of NJC is also their choir instructor. So the audition today, they'll surely be in it! Tat's marcus. All tat I noticed abt him. Nice toking to him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Aft lunch was the GAT test. Tat's the General Ability Test. Ok. We were ushered into a lecture theatre. But we have to stand in 4 rows outside. I tot wad. It's really weird. N when we entered, it's more weird. we were seated wid one empty seat in between our partners. N we were seated one row behind the row in front. But the strange thing is tat jus when I tot I can't find my number, I looked up n caught sight of it. N strangely enuff, it seems to be smiling at me. Strange. Wonder wad's on my mind den. Ok. There are 5 sets of qns. Each set contains 12 qns. So there are 60 qns altogether. We have to complete it in 20mins!!! 20mins leh! Crazy. But well, they went thru the first 2 qns wid us. I tot it was lame la. It's lyk they give a big box wid a missing part. Den they ask us to identify the missing part--select the options below. Den they tell us wad, open the booklet, tell me the correct ans (which is duh), close the booklet (wad?! why need to close?), pick up yr pencil, write the option 4 on it, put down yr pencil, open booklet etc etc. Walau. Lyk we're kids liddat la. For 2 qns leh. Lame. But she told us tat it gets harder n harder. Oh well! I tot to myself, i'll find out soon. Well, it turn out it really is hard. Need to think alot wan. There's sum pattern to the way the pics are displayed. Towards the end, I lost track of it. maybe cos I'm too nervous. but I can't find the pattern. so in the end, I left 3 qns blank. When I was walking out of the room, I heard a few boys behind me saying tat we they were checking until the 3rd set when the invigilator said pencils down. wah! when I heard it, i was lyk wow! I can't believe it la. Do until so fast while I still din complete the paper. nuts. Oh ya! when the person say put down, it 's really put down. there's one guy who tried to cheat a bit..you noe, write anything on the paper. then the person shouted loudly: I say put down the pencil. Put down the pencil or I'll throw u out. give u zero marks. man! he was so fierce. almost everyone turned arnd. so frightening. initially i tot of doing tat too but den i quickly dropped my pencil. scary.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;ok. wad's next aft the paper? oh! break! I dialled for him but sadly, he can't tok on the phone. so I looked down n saw afdhal seating, resting. immediately, i walked at a fast pace towards him. he was happy to see me too though it wasn't shown on his face but his action. he stood up n walked slightly towards me. haha. inference again. i jus lyk to read in between lines n actions. lol. ok. we discussed the maths paper, the GAT test n a bit on the compo. he led me to the water cooler too. at least he know where it is. so can exercise a bit of my legs. so nice to have company then. a classmate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;so eng paper was liddat liddat lor. 2 n a half hours, paper one n paper two. tat is compo n compre, no sit writing. compo i wrote on favouritism. took a while to think. surprisingly, the gals arnd me did the compre first. so i was stunned. n for the first time, my compo spilled over to the 3 sheet of paper, I wrote 5 pages long! Tat's so wow for me. N i managed to think n write it in one hour. no more no less. dunno how i did it. partly cos i've read the storyline sumwhere. i think it's in a chi compo. so i jus used tat n modified it. yup. the compre was so tys lyk. the format of the passage, two columns, the para numbered. later on, i found out it was true. in fact, sum of the students had even done it before. well, guess i'll lose out to them uh? but the qns wasn't tat bad. can be done. almost forget to pick 5 vocab, almost written 4 only. n another surprising thing is tat when i first wrote the summary, i wrote exactly 159 words! I had never done it before! so I din believe myself n re-counted. it's still the same. the limit is 160words. so I'm lyk wow! save me the trouble to cancel n add n be hesistant. haha. change a bit of words. hopefully i can score in the use yr own words, the 5 marks. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;ok. i've wrote soooo much. time to round it off. actually aft the paper still got sum more details. but i think u all are getting bored. hmm. anyway, I wanna thank God for seeing me thru. helping me thru all the papers. letting my stomach be much better aft the maths paper. n for letting my ideas flow for compo n for compre, isn't too tough. though i paniced towards the end of the GAT paper, but I thank God tat i remember tp pray to Him n ask Him to calm me down. Thank God tat I found Linus n thereby meeting Marcus n Fiona. Thank God for the companionship tat was given to me today, a chance to catch up wid old fren too. Finally, thanks dear for being wid me. for trying to calm me down, which worked. asking me to concentrate n to do my best. halfway thru the papers, i almost gave up n wanted to anyhow do but i rmb u asking me to do my best n rmb telling myself tat i muz carpe diem (seize the day; make the most out of every opportunity). So there I went, hang on there n did my best. Thanks dear! Love you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;signing off as #her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13461480-111952592117882243?l=hesheasone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13461480/posts/default/111952592117882243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13461480/posts/default/111952592117882243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hesheasone.blogspot.com/2005/06/great-its-over-its-finally-over-yay.html' title=''/><author><name>Our Story...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08846917818889965015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i2.photobucket.com/albums/y5/sharonlimseeman/Myself/th_Newclothes2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13461480.post-111946150909208905</id><published>2005-06-23T01:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-06T18:13:48.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;aiyo...scary...tml her tests...feelin nervous for her...but i noe she'll do her best...yar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;wo...my relatives jus came at 11pm...so late...den my cousin come and play this com...help me in a game...fun stuff... den they brought durians...didnt eat much...cos gonna slp liao... oh ya...earlier this aft we got our new study chairs...cool and nice...but stiff and they had a strong smell...ha... finally i prac a bit of piano today...so long haven touch... haiz...tml so sianz...gonna be not much free time...goin for tuitions again...zzz....shucks...yet to progress on my hw...argh...hmmm...been tryin to figure out how to put pics on the posts...almost ther...k nth else now...nitez.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;signing off as #him&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13461480-111946150909208905?l=hesheasone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13461480/posts/default/111946150909208905'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13461480/posts/default/111946150909208905'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hesheasone.blogspot.com/2005/06/aiyo.html' title=''/><author><name>Our Story...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08846917818889965015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13461480.post-111934359148461196</id><published>2005-06-22T07:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-21T16:47:02.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;study together wid shu hui n yam wenn today! Met at eleven in the morning. But in the end all of us were late. We tot tat each other will be the latest esp me. I tot I'll be the latest cos I reached there at 11.05am. But when I reached there n scan the crowd, I couldn't find any of them. I looked at every single face there but still can't find them. I was quite shocked n worried but jus sat down n waited. Then I saw yw walking behind me. I tot she saw me until she passed me. Suddenly I called out to her n gave her a fright. Soon, sh came along. Sitting in front of Watson, we took out our A Maths TYS n did the hw. By lunch time around 12, we've only completed one qn. But tat qn wasn't easy la. So can't blame us. No diagram was drawn n so we had to kinda imagine n take a gamble at the diagram. But I was pretty fast. Erm, as in, faster than the others. But it's good isn't it? So I noe how to do the qns n help the others or the others can always refer to my workings. We ate lunch then continued doing maths. Only did one more qn den the other 2 decided to leave cos they're getting tired n restless. Hmm....I was jus beginning to enjoy it though!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Actually, this whole group study thing is kinda good n benefitical. We din really tok alot. We really studied n do the hw this time. It's nice. Hardly have this kinda time to go out. At least it's better for me so I wun fall asleep at home. But the sad thing is tat I gotta return home early to prac piano n gz. Hmm....I wonder if they wanna do it again. I dun think so cos they are tired aft today already. But dunno....I want leh. I wish he n I would also study together too. It'll be nice. One more day of seeing him. Sumone to help me out too. Dunno.. but also hope yw n sh n I would study lykthis again. Thanks sh for organising this! I enjoyed it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Hmm...gonna play Rsk again. Lol. Played wid my bro ytday nite n now going to play wid him n a neighbour again. Cool. Challenging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Oh! wanna thank him for reminding to pray to God when I was feeling stress ytday. Real great to go to the Lord in prayer. When you ask for peace, He jus gives it to you n removes the burden on your shoulder. Tat's jus wad He did when I committed the coming tests to Him. I jus asked Him to do wadever He wants wid the results. Cos I noe tat wadever the results may be, it'll be in accordance to His plan. Whether He wants me in there or not, it's really up to Him. So now I have a peaceful mind; knowing tat everything is in His hands. Thanks Boy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;signing off as #her&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13461480-111934359148461196?l=hesheasone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13461480/posts/default/111934359148461196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13461480/posts/default/111934359148461196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hesheasone.blogspot.com/2005/06/study-together-wid-shu-hui-n-yam-wenn.html' title=''/><author><name>Our Story...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08846917818889965015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13461480.post-111937744778776380</id><published>2005-06-22T02:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-06T18:14:08.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;if only my parents werent so strict in letting me go out with friends...i would ve jumped at the first chance to go study with her... hmmm...maybe still got chance since its so rare...dunno... gotta catch up with my work...so slacky lately...bad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;cool..today went to visit my great grandma...not often we visit her...sadly she dunno how to speak eng and chi...only those dialects and malay...so need dad and the maid to help us translate...very slow...oh well, better than nothin... she had survived through ww2 in a very interesting way...long story... aft tat we ate mac for lunch...haven so long...argh, now i suddenly feel so hungry aft talkin bout food...ha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;in the eve i went to get a jab...it was kinda fun actually...but i would prefer not to do it again...makes me feel weird after that... den aft tat went to get new study chairs...our old ones spoil like siao already...parts falling out everywhere...haha... at nite there was a an intersting documentary bout human minds...cool...den later b4 i was gonna slp i saw my dad watchin another intersting doc...it was about goin to Mars...way cool...so i watched all the way till 1am...late late... cool news! : an unmanned spacecraft is gonna crash onto a comet 11days frm now intentionally so another passing spacecraft can take pics and see a bit of the interior of the comet...wo...gonna keep updated...k nth else now...nitez................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;signing off as #him&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13461480-111937744778776380?l=hesheasone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13461480/posts/default/111937744778776380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13461480/posts/default/111937744778776380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hesheasone.blogspot.com/2005/06/if-only-my-parents-werent-so-strict-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Our Story...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08846917818889965015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13461480.post-111926111489808004</id><published>2005-06-20T17:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-06T18:15:40.380+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;Great! Today, woke up at 9am n mum chased me to prac piano. Prac for a while den rush off to take a bus n meet him. But in the end, I was late, he was later. Not really tat late but coming already. Was quite surprise when I din see him there. Hmm....den went on to meet the rest at 7-11. But we din see Val. So we hang around in the 7-11 shop itself until we got chased. Cos we were also chatting there. Luckily, by the time we were chased, val arrived. Hee..good timing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Went on to mrs oon's hse. Went up to look. Wow! you can't believe tat she has a whole collection of precious moments the figures. 3 shelves! Very cool. Boy isn't she rich! Nice. Den we see photos. The wedding photos esp. They're extremely beautiful. Both mrs oon n mr oon look pretty n handsome. I lyk the gowns n the suit. Saw the snapshots of the wedding ceremony too. Very nice. Altogether she changed 3 gowns. I lyk her wedding dinner gown. Very blue. I wonder whether next time my husband has enuff money for all this. Muz have cost alot for mr oon. Her daughter refused to drink water. Had ulcer in the mouht. Heard tat mr oon is going to bring her to hospital at 4pm today. Hmm...hope she gets well soon n d un throw a tantrum. The food was also very nice! Lemon chicken, the bee hoon was nice n so was the spring roll. Should have eatdn more but no gals went for second round so I din dared to take much. Hmm...seems lyk my stomach is growling now......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Shi Qing, Christine n I played with the gal while trying to make her drink her ribena or milk or the biscuit. But, haiz, she never did. Only frank a bit. I also held her in my arms as she cry out for the maid. Sad. Ok. Soon we had to leave cos mrs oon asked us to. Muz be cos of the daughter. So him n I went off wid the rest. At first, we tot of going west mall, den when we reach je station, we tot of going imm. But in the end, we sat there on the marble bench n enjoy the strong wind n chat. Very nice n cooling. Nice being wid him too. Sumtimes, it's jus best not to do anything but jus be wid the person you treasure the most. Those are the best moments one can ever hold on to. Sitting down there reminds me of the time I sat wid Yixian at the bukit batok station. But there's alot of diff: for one, tat time was evening, this was daytime. two, there wasn't alot of wind that time but there is alot of wind jus then. three, i was wid the one i loved, unlike tat time when i was jus wid my fren. Yup. Alot of diff. So can't mix the two together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I enjoyed tat moment till my mum called n chased me off. So I boarded the train wid him n he sent me home =) Sat on the bus then walked thru the carpark. But the nicest part is the lift. Erm...I mean instead of directly going to my level, we went all the way up to 10th floor, go to basement 2 den go 10th floor again, go to the stairs n see the nice view of the next condo, den go to my level...finally. But honestly, I feel lyk going a few more rounds up n down. Haha. Before he left, he gave me a peck. Nice n sweet. Warm.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Ok. Jus prac gz. Very scared. Dunno if I can make it thru again. The song is a long time ago wan....syf 2003 piece. Afraid I'll make lots of mistakes. Gonna prac hard. N study hard for maths too. N the piano again. Argh! There's jus too many things! Too stress! feel lyk backing out of this whole thing....grr...frustrated.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;signing off as #her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13461480-111926111489808004?l=hesheasone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13461480/posts/default/111926111489808004'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13461480/posts/default/111926111489808004'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hesheasone.blogspot.com/2005/06/great-today-woke-up-at-9am-n-mum.html' title=''/><author><name>Our Story...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08846917818889965015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13461480.post-111911788800597789</id><published>2005-06-19T01:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-06T18:14:44.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;ok....i m here again. been doin nth much lately besides playin yahoo pool. made a cool friend frm america...been playin quite a bit...fun person... oh, and there's this weird guy hu added me on msn thinkin tat i m a gal. when he found out i wasnt, he asked me to give him e mail adds of some gals i knew.. man...wat a person..of course, i didnt tell him any and jus ignored him while i played pool...he was kinda irritating anyways...thinkin of blockin him.. haiz...wonder when my piano exam will be...still haven prac much of the scales tho now hols spendin more time already...gettin worried...ha....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;hmm...nth much to tok about... oh, ytday at tkd we poom belts didnt have to spar while the other colour belts had to cos there were nt enuf guards...ha....cool...now tats rare...so we jus sat and watched...the best part was when the senior black belts sparred...den one guy got kicked by a pro and he got a really bad injury...ouch...ok watever... so mon got class gathering at mrs oon's hse...wonder if many will turn up...will see...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;really hope she can get into nj...good opportunity...gettin shortlisted in the first place is already so wow....great work.......ok gtg...nitoz.............................................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;signing off as #him&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13461480-111911788800597789?l=hesheasone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13461480/posts/default/111911788800597789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13461480/posts/default/111911788800597789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hesheasone.blogspot.com/2005/06/ok_19.html' title=''/><author><name>Our Story...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08846917818889965015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13461480.post-111910137430014313</id><published>2005-06-18T21:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-06T18:16:01.903+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;Wow! Today I went shopping wid my mum at je and bought alot of clothes! $60 worht of clothes! Cool! I haven't bought so many clothes for sooooo long. 6 pieces of clothes...2jeans at $10 each n 4 shirts. Very cool! The jeans are cheap. Nice. Never seen jeans tat are so cheap. Finally I can wear white clothes already. Very happy! Hee...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Got another phone call from NJC again. This time, it's from the guzheng ensemble. I was initially shock, n hoping that it's not a call telling me tat i gotta go for a test on my gz skill or sumthing. But well, it jus turn out to be so true! I couldn't believe it when I heard it! She told me tat i gotta go for audition next fri n I have to perform a choiced piece! Man! It's jus one week later! N I haven't touched my qin for a long time! Gotta brush up on my skills. Grr. I felt so scared! I still got piano to prac. Haiz. I dunno if I can make it thru man. Scary. Choiced piece. For 5-10mins long. N muz be single player piece. I dun have tat many songs for single players. Those were long long ago. So I gotta risk. I'm alos afraid tat the other 3 ppl who are going to be auditioned have grades. Den I wld lose out. Haiz. Plus, it's a CO thing. Chinese Orchestra. They will be testing ppl who play other instruments. Oh ya! Sight reading is also included. The instructor will give me a piece for me to sight read n test my skill. Die..I never done sight reading before on gz score. Dunno if I can make out the notes in the short period of time. Scared...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;signing off as #her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13461480-111910137430014313?l=hesheasone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13461480/posts/default/111910137430014313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13461480/posts/default/111910137430014313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hesheasone.blogspot.com/2005/06/wow-today-i-went-shopping-wid-my-mum.html' title=''/><author><name>Our Story...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08846917818889965015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13461480.post-111900722473156666</id><published>2005-06-17T19:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-06T18:15:20.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;Ok. I got so many things to say. Jus came back from slpover at fren's house who's got a toddler. Nice to play wid him, 3 yrs old, but also very noisy. His toys n screaming. I always wonder why kids got so much energy n high-pitch voice to shriek. He's also quite affectionate. Came into my arms 4 times n was very close to my face. Touched the necklace tat he gave tat i wore ytday. He lyk to play wid pendant, always push it to the back of my neck. Nice. N everytime I wear tat necklace, ppl always tell me it's nice. glad he bought it for me...shows tat he got good taste uh? I lyk it too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Wow! den on the train to plaza sing, I got a phone call. The voice sounded unfamiliar so I knew it muz be from sum company. I tot it was from the piano company or sumthing, calling me regarding the piano exam. Den the person said she's calling from NJC. Den I'm lyk, "oh, from NJC, ok. Muz be to tell me I din get in, jus lyk Crescent Girl's tat one." My heart sank a bit. Den the person told me tat I got in n asked if I'd received a letter from NJC. Immediately, my spirits were lifted up. I was so happy to hear the news! I kept smiling to myself, cannot believe the news. Well, the tests are next thursday. Scary. 2 hrs maths paper, n 2 hrs eng paper n the General Ability Test, IQ test. Jus took a practice. Haha. I'm definitely gonna study for the Maths paper! I dun care! But thinking about it now, it's making me stressful. I'm really nervous. N I really gotta finish studying the maths by next thurs or at least cover wad I still dunno. Lyk studying for o level. Hee... but i'm afraid there's no ctss ppl there den I'll be lonely. Hmm...guys...if you hear of anyone who got shortlisted too tell me k? i really need to know!!! Thanks. Oh ya. Heard tat if you din get shortlisted, the 50bucks will be returned. N if you din pass the test, the 50bucks will also be returned. N about 400 applicants applied n they selected 140 ppl. Den out of these, 75 will be shortlisted again. Grr...hope I can do well. But I was thinking, is it good? this whole DSA thing. Enter by ability...dunno...nvm. Jus see how.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;signing off as #her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13461480-111900722473156666?l=hesheasone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13461480/posts/default/111900722473156666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13461480/posts/default/111900722473156666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hesheasone.blogspot.com/2005/06/ok.html' title=''/><author><name>Our Story...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08846917818889965015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13461480.post-111885632469531951</id><published>2005-06-16T01:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-06T18:16:29.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tired</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;ok...finally back frm the chalet...sooooooooooo fun! there's this baby hu is my cousin but i ve never seen him before cos he lived in america since he was born! man! i ve got an american cousin! soooo coool... and he's soooo cute...ya everyone says tat...cos he really is. wasted i got no digi cam, if not can take pic of him.. the best part was when my aunts and uncles were sitin round the living room and the baby was there. i walked past and glanced at the baby jus in time to see it wave at me! so cute.. everyone saw and started saying the baby likes me...ha...cool.. i tried to carry the baby too but i found it quite hard....hmmm...gotta prac i guess...ha... anyhows,too many things too say bout the chalet to put here..and gotta slp anyways...tml got 2 tuitions in a row..yawn... before that...today was fun...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;actually we jus checked out frm the chalet this morn, den went wif her to her house..yup...look round her condo...so familiar cos tat time class gathering there still so fresh in my mind. den got a peck frm her...yup...nice and sweet...and i dunno how to use words to describe properly...cos its one of those things which u jus cant say wif words..&lt;br /&gt;yikes...got piano exam date already...so scary...must be calm! sure can do it wan! pray... ok...gonna go slp wif nice thoughts of tat peck now....niteezz..................................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;signing off as #him&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13461480-111885632469531951?l=hesheasone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13461480/posts/default/111885632469531951'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13461480/posts/default/111885632469531951'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hesheasone.blogspot.com/2005/06/tired.html' title='tired'/><author><name>Our Story...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08846917818889965015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13461480.post-111884468461517749</id><published>2005-06-15T22:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-06T18:16:54.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Frens n tat special fren</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;Ok. I wanna say thank you to 2 very good n close frens. Yam Wenn n Shu Hui. Thanks pal for being there for me! I really enjoyed yr company thru the 3 days esp during maths lessons where we sat together at the same table n try to solve maths qns n tok about alot of other things. I really enjoyed those moments where we jus chat. Lyk the old days where the 3 of us used to hang out. Thanks for being there pals though I got a bf. I was really afraid of losing you two but thankfully u all still treated me as one of you. Really glad about it. now tat he's back from his chalet thing, I hope we all can still be lyk the past 3 days, toking n chating together n enjoying ourselves, enjoying this frenship tat we have.... please dun feel tat u all will be lightbulbs when I'm wid him, the more the merrier when we're in a conversation. If u all feel liddat, it's very difficult for me to tok to you all.. I dun wanna make u feel awkward n also dun wanna lose this frenship. K? Anyway, I wanna say a BIG THANK YOU to both of you! Frens always! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Next, erm, today I brought him to my hse since my mum's not here. So nice to see him again. really missed him alot during the 3 days. We walked arnd den show him several stuffs den I brought him down to tour the condo. I loved doing it. Nice to "show-off". Haha. den we sat downstairs by the swimming pool n played UNO dice n cards. Only played one round of cards den my mum called me. so I had to bring him to the bus stop den say bye bye. Before he left, I asked him to give me a hug den I gave him a peck on the cheek. Erm, my first. I dunno why I did it but I jus did it. Hmm..maybe the battle in me was too draggy or maybe it's love? hmm...dunno. Anyway, it's nice. but it's also painful to see him tear away from my sight. Haiz. Oh well. Had a fun n interesting day. Glad he's back. Jus hope his toe will be better soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Ok. Another news I received. 28th July is my grade 8 piano exam!!! Scary. 6 weeks later, 1 1/2mth later, 42 days later. 6 weeks sounds nicer cos it'll motivate me to prac. N prac real hard. Man. I dunno if I can make it. I dunno if I can meet the mark. So scared. So much fear n doubt. My mum pays about 300 bucks for this exam n if I fail, this money will be lyk flown away. I'm soooo scared. Lyk grade 7 is repeating itself again. I had so much fear last time tat I literally wanna cry. I keep crying out to yixian n yam wenn n they did really comfort. Now tat I got him, i think it's much better. at least i noe he'll pray for me too. oh well. jus pray hard tat i'll prac.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;signing off as #her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13461480-111884468461517749?l=hesheasone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13461480/posts/default/111884468461517749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13461480/posts/default/111884468461517749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hesheasone.blogspot.com/2005/06/frens-n-tat-special-fren.html' title='Frens n tat special fren'/><author><name>Our Story...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08846917818889965015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13461480.post-111874137784200232</id><published>2005-06-14T17:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-06T18:17:14.630+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;Aiya! Slept so much jus now! 2-5pm. 3hrs! So much! Was studying phys half way den pop to bed. Man...I shouldn't have or I can do alot esp since sch ended early today. Can study more phys, study EM n AM n do alot more other stuffs. Haiz. I'm forever taking aftnoon naps. Sad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Now, there's lyk a gathering of kids at my hse. Kids I say, pri sch students. Oraganised by my church again. They wanna start a club liddat. It'll be good. But subsequently, they'll be using Fri night. Wah! Tat's so noisy la. At night! Den difficult to do work. I jus feel uncomfortable having strangers at my hse. Maybe I'll jus go outside n take a look at them...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Today Mr Lee still can't tok n I became his voice to gather the class. Haha. very funny. ok. nth much to say already. cya&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;signing off as #her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13461480-111874137784200232?l=hesheasone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13461480/posts/default/111874137784200232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13461480/posts/default/111874137784200232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hesheasone.blogspot.com/2005/06/aiya-slept-so-much-jus-now-2-5pm.html' title=''/><author><name>Our Story...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08846917818889965015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13461480.post-111865185245065416</id><published>2005-06-13T16:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-06T18:17:38.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thank you God</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;Hey! Really wanna thank God! Seeing me thru the past 4 yrs of endurance n inconvenience! Glad doc gave me good news! haha. Now he's at chalet..his own home one. I wished I was there too. Den can be wid him. N there'll surely be lots of things there to play n enjoy! Haha. Nvm. Jus hope he'll enjoy himself over there n have a great time wid his family n cousins! Dunno if he can use the com there...sadly, he wun be in sch tml n perhaps wed. he said he may only come for the phys test. wow! can u imagine it? tat's so lyk wow to skip sch. Early break. cool! but gonna miss him alot alot. ok. gtg now. cya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;signing off as #her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13461480-111865185245065416?l=hesheasone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13461480/posts/default/111865185245065416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13461480/posts/default/111865185245065416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hesheasone.blogspot.com/2005/06/thank-you-god.html' title='Thank you God'/><author><name>Our Story...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08846917818889965015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13461480.post-111848628270201955</id><published>2005-06-12T18:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-06T18:20:55.826+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stupid..stupid</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Stupid computer! Made me restart sooooo many times! Hmph! Jus for a little enjoyment before I leave for dinner! Hmph! &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Stupid ear! Left ear! Keep making buzzing sound when I prac piano jus now. Den to shut it up I put the olive oil la. Now it's so oily. Hmph! &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Stupid bio tys! So many qns! Den have to complete it so soon on 15th. Hmph!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;p&gt;signing off as #her&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13461480-111848628270201955?l=hesheasone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13461480/posts/default/111848628270201955'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13461480/posts/default/111848628270201955'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hesheasone.blogspot.com/2005/06/stupidstupid.html' title='Stupid..stupid'/><author><name>Our Story...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08846917818889965015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13461480.post-111857051305392827</id><published>2005-06-12T18:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-06T18:18:08.230+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;Well, hope his tummy is ok now. Should be. After a night's rest n being watched over by God n my angel. :P Anyway, finished the bio tys already. Finally. But only mcq n section A. I dun feel lyk doing the section B leh. Perhaps only for 4.2A, will I do section B.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Today, I learnt a lot during church. Did a review of the past lessons tat we learnt. The people in the Bible n wad lessons we learnt from them. Not all characters but those commendable ones tat have faith in God. But strangely enough, we din learn about Noah. Wonder why. He also had faith in God when he built tat big ark, didn't he? hmm. Anyway, one interesting character we reviewed is Rahab. Little know about her but she occupies chapter 2 in the book of Joshua. A woman who showed her faith thru action. Eventually, she was in the genalogy of Jesus, the mother of Boaz whom we know married to the all committed Ruth. Yup. Another character we also learnt is Ruth. Beautiful n committed lady. We all had to guess only one word for each character. Lyk:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;1. Abraham--faith&lt;br /&gt;&lt;align="left"&gt;2. Jacob--control; though he lied to get the birthright, it was in God's plan to tat he shld lie. God is in control of eveerything!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;align="left"&gt;3. Joseph--perseverance; his life sure was a tough torture; sold by his bro to salvary n suffered in egypt under pharaoh. great man of endurance!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;align="left"&gt;4. Moses--trust&lt;br /&gt;&lt;align="left"&gt;5. Rahab--action&lt;br /&gt;&lt;align="left"&gt;6. Joshua and caleb--confidence&lt;br /&gt;&lt;align="left"&gt;7. Ruth--committment&lt;br /&gt;&lt;align="left"&gt;8. David--confession&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Plus there's catch phrases lyk:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;1. Having a truth decay? &lt;em&gt;Brush up&lt;/em&gt; on your Bible&lt;br /&gt;&lt;align="left"&gt;2. Exercise daily. &lt;em&gt;Walk &lt;/em&gt;wid the Lord&lt;br /&gt;&lt;align="left"&gt;3. Dun give the devil a ride or he'll wanna &lt;em&gt;drive&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;align="left"&gt;4. Give Satan an inch and he'll want to be the &lt;em&gt;ruler&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;align="left"&gt;5. &lt;em&gt;Pray&lt;/em&gt; is the 4 letter word tat we can say anytime&lt;br /&gt;&lt;align="left"&gt;6. God loves everyone but he prefers "&lt;em&gt;fruit of the Spirit" &lt;/em&gt;rather than "religious nuts" (Telling us tat we muz always action n not jus tok. NATO (No Action Talk Only))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Tat's all I can remember! Very interesting! Den as usual, though we are all sec 1-4, we still have this guy-gal competition n still craving for sweets n potato chips. In the end, the gals won n yup! got potato chips. But we always share wid the guys. N I say always. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Well, peeps, there's jus one thing tat I was thinking about. On the 19th June, there's a lyk a time of games. It's call Eagles League or rather, our own version. We adapted it from the original Eagles League. It's a time of games, mentally, physically and intellectually. On a Sunday, 2-5pm. I really hope u guys n gals could come. Cos to play this kinda games, we need lots of ppl. N my leaders also encourage us to bring lots of frens. Basically, it's jus to have fun. I'm not one of the organisers though. None of the sec 1-4s are. Only the JC n Poly ppl n above are in charge. So being the older ones but still very hippy, I noe the games will be cool! So really hope u guys could come. Look for me k?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;signing off as #her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13461480-111857051305392827?l=hesheasone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13461480/posts/default/111857051305392827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13461480/posts/default/111857051305392827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hesheasone.blogspot.com/2005/06/well-hope-his-tummy-is-ok-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Our Story...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08846917818889965015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13461480.post-111845374297638537</id><published>2005-06-12T09:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-06T18:20:00.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Toady's TV Prog</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;p&gt;hey! Today's TV prog sounds so great! There's Bulletproof Monk, Alien3 on preview channel n the Who Am I on channel 8 n for those who lyk whales, Free Willy2 on channel 5. Actually, I lyk whales, used to watch the Free Willy series last time, but I dun think I 'll watch this time round. Got better shows. But then again, so many nice movies, dunno if I shld watch. Phys test nxt week plus mid-yr. Oh! Reminds me tat I haven't been studying for it cos of the chem test on fri. Hmm...better get set down to work. Toking about these movies reminds me of Mr n Mrs Smith! Haha...very action, to me. But strangely enough, it isn't nice to my bro. He claims it's a waste of time n money. Hmm..guess it doesn't appeal to guys? Dunno. Anyway, bet he's (not my bro) asleep at this hour. Slept so late last nite uh? Blog near 1am. Hmph. Wireless com is jus so tempting. Wished I had a laptop too.....haha...wishful thinking. Ok...got to go study! Cya!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;signing off as #her &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13461480-111845374297638537?l=hesheasone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13461480/posts/default/111845374297638537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13461480/posts/default/111845374297638537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hesheasone.blogspot.com/2005/06/toadys-tv-prog.html' title='Toady&apos;s TV Prog'/><author><name>Our Story...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08846917818889965015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13461480.post-111851095572546082</id><published>2005-06-12T01:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-06T18:19:13.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ouch</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;damn pain in the stomach, been there since dinner time...iritating... today went to play soccer downstairs with my sibs den my bro brought the laptop down to play fifa..haha..i played real soccer and he played soccer too, but on com...but it was strange...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;yup...today woke up late jus lyk other saturdays if its possible...usual time of 11..tho i still felt lyk continuing to slp till 12+.. ha.. wo...today read finish resident evil. finished readin the whole book in one day! it was so violent and gross! but also very suspenseful and thrilling...extremely... way cool!! i wanna watch the movie...dun mind the uncensored one...and also wanna watch and read resident evil:apocalypse...kewl stuff... den jus now at night watched alien 3 on preview channel..gross..but cool again... thats about it...hope she's not too hmph anymore... very late again now..k better go slp...my bro keep chasin me....nitezz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;signing off as #him&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13461480-111851095572546082?l=hesheasone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13461480/posts/default/111851095572546082'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13461480/posts/default/111851095572546082'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hesheasone.blogspot.com/2005/06/ouch.html' title='ouch'/><author><name>Our Story...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08846917818889965015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13461480.post-111839988946917539</id><published>2005-06-11T18:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-06T18:23:40.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mr n Mrs Smith rox!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yea! Mr n Mrs Smith rox! It totally rocks..better than Unleashed, in my opinion. It has a nice plot...twisting. Very cool! Ought to watch guys! Alot of shooting n romance n cool stunts! Way superb! Wished I watched wid him instead of my bro. But stupidly, I entered the wrong side of the door n so sat at the wrong seat. Sad. But at least we watched! Yeah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Nth else to say. Jus tat I wished we din part at the station or never parted. So tough. Esp since weekends is coming. Can't see him for 2 days unless we meet up secretly? hmm.. The chem paper was ok. Not say difficult. But I still rushed. Haiz. Left an entire qn blank too. the one on QA. Totally stuck. Sux in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;p&gt;signing off as #her&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13461480-111839988946917539?l=hesheasone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13461480/posts/default/111839988946917539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13461480/posts/default/111839988946917539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hesheasone.blogspot.com/2005/06/mr-n-mrs-smith-rox.html' title='Mr n Mrs Smith rox!!'/><author><name>Our Story...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08846917818889965015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13461480.post-111842491210448074</id><published>2005-06-11T15:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-11T01:48:15.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'>couldn watch</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;aww man...sad...couldn go watch mr and mrs smith with her, cos of piano lesson lor...haiz... if not i surely would have gone. &lt;br /&gt;haiz, today woke up late again...alarm clock didnt ring at all...make me wake up later than i wanted den made her wait...horrible me... so rushed to meet her before lesson and ate bread for breakfast. soooo sleepy durin maths lesson...kept dozin off. then chem exam...wa confirm *&amp;^%$#$ wan. den went with her to mrt station where i couldnt follow anymore...sad... after that i rmb tat ACS say he gonna go play arcade so i went to find him and he let me play games for free...woot! good pal...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;den piano lesson was as usual, make alot of mistakes for aural...hope i can pass the exam!! tkd was tiring as usual...legs felt like a thousand tons after the training. thats about it today...feelin sleepy as usual...and left leg still irritatingly painful at times...sigh...ok...better go slp liao....later..................... (man, i really gotta blog earlier...later get too confusing,if u noe wat i mean)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;signing off as #him&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13461480-111842491210448074?l=hesheasone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13461480/posts/default/111842491210448074'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13461480/posts/default/111842491210448074'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hesheasone.blogspot.com/2005/06/couldn-watch.html' title='couldn watch'/><author><name>Our Story...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08846917818889965015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13461480.post-111833845945782332</id><published>2005-06-10T00:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-06T18:23:07.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'>argh</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;argh! c-h-e-m...cant stand it... i just cant score in that @$^%$$!&amp;&amp;amp;^%$#@. cause so much trouble. anyways, ya today got up late...to be exact, 7.35am...when ss lessons were just starting. great...1st time that has happened to me...but not too worried anyways, cos the teacher also like dont care dont care wan. hmmm... so tried to catch more shut eye...but of course...couldnt. so got up and took my own sweet time eating and washing up. then i realised that my dad would kill me if he found out i had overslept and late for sch. he was still asleep then. so i decided to hurry and took my own sweet time strolling to sch instead(i live near the sch,if u dun noe). in sch,when i saw mr tay, reminded me of the darned direct admission ting again...damn.... stinks.... so anyhows, had maths lsn den walked her to the bus stop where....yea....hug hug.....how did it feel? lets see....nice,nice,nice,nice,nice,nice and......oh.......totally fabulous... heez... so hard to let go... when she boarded her bus,i walked all the way back to sch again...the trip back seemed much longer this time.... had to go back to go thru sum eng with ms koh....when it fianlly ended, i went to jurong east to take lunch myself,den went to the library to kill time before my tuition. at tuition, i was the only student. the 1 and only classmate of mine had personal matters to attend to. den had to stand so long to rite stuff on the whiteboard...tiring. den,unexpectedly saw jos,wu yi and val at the tuition centre... wo...surprise suprise... finally got to go home den.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;there wasn much time to do anythin at home cos had to go another tuition again at 7.30... so i did my own stuff till 7, thinkin tat my mum was gonna drive me there...but when i asked her, she said i go myself! argh! sure late 1...so rushed thru my dinner...which seemed to go down my throat extremely slowly at that time...and was jus about to go out when my mum came to tell me that she would drive me since it was already so late... cheers! so we sped off at 100kph and reached there on time....phew...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;which reminds me...tat day when i watch madagascar, on the way there i saw an aftermath of an accident on the expressway... there were very clear skid marks on the road...it was a motorcycle which had skidded on the overtaking lane...there was a caucasion man sitting there on the road wif his shirt torn and he was bleeding... the thing was, there were no police or ambulance at the scene yat....scary. fortunately for him, there were 2 very kind and helpful ppl hu had stopped to look after him. shows that some ppl are really great! &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;back to this tiring day....the peeps at the tuiition were quite talkative at 1st...but at the middle, the whole class got quiet. and i was nodding off to zzzs... i finally pulled myself out of the zzz pool aft a while only to see the rest of the peeps also dozin off...ha! den the teacher saw and said:last page. den, every1 woke up and started contributing ans so tat the class wld faster end...haha...typical...so finally got to get home to rest.&lt;br /&gt;darb, my left leg's been hurting since aft...weird...must be cos of the damn tkd sparring last week.. man, my parents finally went ot slp....so late already were still watchin tv... k very tired already... g...g...got....ta......sl...sle....sleep.......z....zz.....zzz..........zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz..........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;signing off as #him &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13461480-111833845945782332?l=hesheasone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13461480/posts/default/111833845945782332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13461480/posts/default/111833845945782332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hesheasone.blogspot.com/2005/06/argh.html' title='argh'/><author><name>Our Story...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08846917818889965015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13461480.post-111829277420307002</id><published>2005-06-09T12:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-06T18:22:48.610+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Haha...wake up early uh? In the end, he overslept n was late for lesson. Was even in bed when lessons began today...tat's how late! Really shocked me but it was interesting! Haha. Today quite nice, at least I din shiver in the classes. Tml no ss lesson! Way cool! N the ss test next wed is cancelled! Really happy! Now there's the chem mock paper tml n the phys test next wed. Hope I whizz thru both of them! Hug hug before I board the bus. Nice. It's been a long time now. Felt sooooo much warmth, love n security. Security.....hmm.......wad every gal wants? I dunno but it has been said so. Guess I'm one of them. Jus being wid him does give me security =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well, he told me tat he's worried for chem, or rather, if he has time to study chem. Hmm....well, hope he doesn't fret too much. I'm sure his chem tuition later will help him. Hope he can clear up all his doubts later! Dun worry boy! Chem papers are always not easy cos there're alot of application qn. Jus rmb the principles or formulas n try to apply them k?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;p&gt;signing off as #her&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13461480-111829277420307002?l=hesheasone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13461480/posts/default/111829277420307002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13461480/posts/default/111829277420307002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hesheasone.blogspot.com/2005/06/haha.html' title=''/><author><name>Our Story...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08846917818889965015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13461480.post-111824574301821094</id><published>2005-06-08T23:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-06T18:22:25.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'>haiz</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;haiz...another unproductive wasted day. didnt do much today like ytday...well, at least i did a bit more today dan ytday... bye bye direct admission.decided not to use it..oh well...see how...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;today my sis had table tennis competition. sadly, she lost at the q-finals. mainly cos there were alot of china ppl...not fair. oh well...lookin forward to the next one coming soon. tmrw's gonna be a busy day...out the whole day....hope i haf time to study for the damn chem mock exam... i cant stand chem....somehow i dislike it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;anyways, nth much happened today...so uneventful and boring....so got nth to talk bout here actually. oh,rmb to tag, ppl... ok gtg slp already...tml still need to go sch darn early....zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz..............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;signing off as #him&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13461480-111824574301821094?l=hesheasone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13461480/posts/default/111824574301821094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13461480/posts/default/111824574301821094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hesheasone.blogspot.com/2005/06/haiz.html' title='haiz'/><author><name>Our Story...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08846917818889965015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13461480.post-111812165005038943</id><published>2005-06-07T13:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-06T18:21:44.213+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pullin my hair out</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;argh.....so frustrated and worried about that direct admission thing...haiz.....deadline soooo near liao.......been in hot debate with myself for so long and wasted so much time....but i dunno whether those strengths i use will help or not...haiz.........oh well.........pray......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;on a happier note, i watched another movie ytday....that makes it 3 movies in 6 days...woot...nice... 1st it was star wars, den unleashed , den madagascar........thats quite sumthing as i haven been watchin movies like last time....oh...and watched madagascar at great world city,which was where i was with her exactly 1 week ago...at the same shopping centre 2 mondays in a row...wo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;today haven do much hw...shucks..later better go... before that, this wireless laptop is so cool...can surf anywhere in the house...but must make sure i dun spend more time on this than wif her........k.....later......................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;signing off as #him&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13461480-111812165005038943?l=hesheasone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13461480/posts/default/111812165005038943'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13461480/posts/default/111812165005038943'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hesheasone.blogspot.com/2005/06/pullin-my-hair-out.html' title='pullin my hair out'/><author><name>Our Story...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08846917818889965015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13461480.post-111811072381139535</id><published>2005-06-07T10:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-06T18:21:23.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This morning.....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Hmm...today woke up at usual although there was no lesson. Why? Jus to get the stupid certs certify. When I reached there, Mr Au-Yong wasn't there. So I waited with Esther till her lesson starts. Den I was bored. Read the story book n listen to MP3. Luckily I brought tat. Den I saw sumboday driving in. looks lyk Mr Tay. When I looked closely. Yup! It's him. Din noe he changed the red car to a baby blue colour. Interesting. Chased him to the office to ask him to sign the certs. Aft tat I called him. Apparently, I had woken him up from his slp. Oops. Den I got him to come out of his bed to see if his mum was at home. Hmm....am I too much? Ask him to do so many stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Then he told me tat his mum was asleep. I tot it was good cos liddat we can meet up. But...but...he said it was difficult. Aww....immediately my heart sank. Felt so sad. I shrugged it off den hang up. Later as I walked on to MRT Station, I was thinking: Why din he wanna risk it for my sake? It's only lyk his downstairs tat I'll meet him n it's not lyk we'll be downstairs for a long time. Well, at least it's better than me, I need to travle for 15mins before reaching bb station. Hmm....I tot to myself quite bitterly la. To be honest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;But as I trudged on n while I was on the bus home, I tot again. Perhaps I shldn't think it tat way uh? Shouldn't always ask him to give in to me. One reason may be cos I woke him up frm his slp, so he doesn't wanna get outta bed. 2nd reason may be tat he's scared of his mum? Or the consequence would be great if he's caught? Ya....may be I should spare a tot for him. Put myself in his shoes n see the situation as it is. Ya....should have given a harder tot to this before I start to be bitter. Ok. All's well now. Guessed he's still tucked in his bed at this time. Ok. Jus wait till he sees the new layout n edits. Cya! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Signing off as #her&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13461480-111811072381139535?l=hesheasone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13461480/posts/default/111811072381139535'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13461480/posts/default/111811072381139535'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hesheasone.blogspot.com/2005/06/this-morning.html' title='This morning.....'/><author><name>Our Story...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08846917818889965015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-13461480.post-111813840992355321</id><published>2005-06-07T06:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-06T18:22:04.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Procrastination</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;"How long will you lie there, you sluggard? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When will you get up from your sleep? &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A little sleep, a little slumber, a little folding of the hands to rest--&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and poverty will come on you like a bandit and scarity like an armed man" &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Proverbs 6:9-11&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Don't procrastinate cos procrastination is the thief of time!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Start preparing for the Mid-Yrs!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/13461480-111813840992355321?l=hesheasone.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13461480/posts/default/111813840992355321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/13461480/posts/default/111813840992355321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://hesheasone.blogspot.com/2005/06/procrastination.html' title='Procrastination'/><author><name>Our Story...</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08846917818889965015</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
