<?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-7763873165292808329</id><updated>2012-01-17T10:43:19.676+08:00</updated><category term='Reviews'/><category term='Advertorial'/><category term='Contest'/><title type='text'>Nothing is impossible, im-possible. ♥</title><subtitle type='html'>&lt;a href="http://twitter.com/getme0ut"&gt;Twitter&lt;/a&gt; | &lt;a href="http://facebook.com/lm.getmeout"&gt;Facebook&lt;/a&gt;</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://getme-out.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7763873165292808329/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getme-out.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7763873165292808329/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14474373764427919099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6YxbpE-ahOg/TbdlVrykBkI/AAAAAAAAFWo/xf-H1lz_rA4/s220/SAM_0235.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>929</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7763873165292808329.post-5079933337199001530</id><published>2012-01-17T10:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2012-01-17T10:43:19.688+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fucking angry.</title><content type='html'>I can say that i've a very good temper that i dont get angry with people easily. This includes keep on disturbing none stop, but i will just shout or scream at them but just feeling irritated, and NOT ANGRY. But seriously this fucking DBMS teacher last warning. I tried very hard to stay attentive in class, but when i asked question, SHE'S ALWAYS IGNORING ME. or BRUSHING ME OFF to say after class then talk to me. BUT THIS NEVER HAPPENS. She always end class late and rush off immediately to the next class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She only know how to say i should stop focusing so much on my CCA and more on academic. BUT YOU LIKE THAT KEEP IGNORING ME, I WANT LEARN, YOU DONT WANT RESPOND. HOW THE FUCK DO I LEARN AND IMPROVE? ARGH. GOING CRAZY ALRD LA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7763873165292808329-5079933337199001530?l=getme-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7763873165292808329/posts/default/5079933337199001530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7763873165292808329/posts/default/5079933337199001530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getme-out.blogspot.com/2012/01/fucking-angry.html' title='Fucking angry.'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14474373764427919099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6YxbpE-ahOg/TbdlVrykBkI/AAAAAAAAFWo/xf-H1lz_rA4/s220/SAM_0235.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7763873165292808329.post-6010628572221504680</id><published>2011-12-10T21:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-12-10T21:58:59.294+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Giving up?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hyNNViCS3VY/TuNlecSRP7I/AAAAAAAAFiQ/aloPy1K6LuA/s1600/374045_2460959255876_1609032541_2415374_922375949_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hyNNViCS3VY/TuNlecSRP7I/AAAAAAAAFiQ/aloPy1K6LuA/s640/374045_2460959255876_1609032541_2415374_922375949_n.jpg" width="478" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Maybe i will.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7763873165292808329-6010628572221504680?l=getme-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7763873165292808329/posts/default/6010628572221504680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7763873165292808329/posts/default/6010628572221504680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getme-out.blogspot.com/2011/12/giving-up.html' title='Giving up?'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14474373764427919099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6YxbpE-ahOg/TbdlVrykBkI/AAAAAAAAFWo/xf-H1lz_rA4/s220/SAM_0235.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hyNNViCS3VY/TuNlecSRP7I/AAAAAAAAFiQ/aloPy1K6LuA/s72-c/374045_2460959255876_1609032541_2415374_922375949_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7763873165292808329.post-6291864036315113136</id><published>2011-11-30T12:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-30T12:50:46.907+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reminders for tough time</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;1. You never know how strong you really are until being strong is the only choice you have.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Sometimes good things fall apart so better things can fall together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;3. You cannot change what you refuse to confront.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Nobody is perfect, and nobody deserves to be perfect.  Nobody has it easy.  You never know what people are going through.  Every one of us has issues.  So don’t belittle yourself or anyone else.  Everybody is fighting their own unique war.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.Crying doesn’t indicate that you’re weak.  Since birth, it has always been a sign that you’re alive and full of potential.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;6. No matter how many mistakes you make or how slow you progress, you are still way ahead of everyone who isn’t trying.  (Read Unstoppable.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. Life isn’t about waiting for the storm to pass, it’s about learning to dance in the rain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Grudges are a waste of perfect happiness.  Let it go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;9. Making one person smile can change the world.  Maybe not the whole world, but their world.  Start small.  Start now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Sometimes you need to distance yourself to see things clearly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;11. Never let success get to your head, and never let failure get to your heart.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;12. You have to fight through some bad days to earn the best days of your life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Life is 10% what happens to you and 90% how you react to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;14. You can learn great things from your mistakes when you aren’t busy denying them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Give up worrying about what others think of you.  What they think isn’t important.  What is important is how you feel about yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;16. When you stop chasing the wrong things you give the right things a chance to catch you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. When other people treat you poorly, keep being you.  Don’t ever let someone else’s bitterness change the person you are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;18. You have to accept that some things will never be yours, and learn to appreciate the things that are only yours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Sometimes it’s easy to feel like you’re the only one in the world who’s struggling, who’s frustrated, or unsatisfied, or barely getting by.  But that feeling is a lie.  And if you just hold on, someone will find you and help make it better.  Because we all need a little help sometimes – someone to help us hear the music in our world.  To remind us that it won’t always be this way.  That someone is out there right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;20. Don’t be afraid to move out of your comfort zone.  Some of your best life experiences and opportunities will transpire only after you dare to lose.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Sometimes we accidentally allow small problems to escalate and dominate our lives.  If we get overcharged a few cents, it is irritating, but don’t let it ruin your day.  There will always be small issues that irritate us; the secret is to be able to give them the miniscule level of importance they deserve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;22. Giving up doesn’t always mean you’re weak, sometimes it means you are strong enough and smart enough to let go.  (Read The Dip.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Ask yourself whether each of your relationships drags you down or lifts you up.  Surrounding yourself with positive, loving people is half the battle of living a happy, successful life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;24. Spend more time with those who make you smile and less time with those who you feel pressured to impress.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. There are few joys in life that equal a good conversation, a good read, a good walk, a good hug, a good smile, or a good friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;26. Don’t dwell on the past or worry about the future for too long.  Right now is life.  Live it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. No matter how cautiously you choose your words, someone will always twist them around and misinterpret what you say.  So just say what you need to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. In order to be creative, we must lose our fear of being wrong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. Not getting what you want is sometimes a wonderful stroke of good luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;30. To be great does not mean you have to dominate others.  It means you have to dominate your own potential.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. If you are passionate about something, pursue it, no matter what anyone else thinks.  That’s how dreams are achieved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. If you keep doing what you’re doing, you’ll keep getting what you’re getting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. Forgiveness is one of the primary keys to happiness.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;34. The best revenge is happiness, because nothing drives your adversaries more insane than seeing you smile.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;35. Stay positive when negativity surrounds you.  Smile when others frown.  It’s an easy way to make&amp;nbsp;a difference.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. If a person wants to be a part of your life, they will make an obvious effort to do so. Don’t bother reserving a space in your heart for people who do not make an effort to stay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. Don’t regret intimate relationships that don’t work out.  Because they will only help you find the right partner for you, and better appreciate them for everything they do and everything they are.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. What lies before us and behind us are tiny matters when compared to what lies within us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. The real world doesn’t reward perfectionists.  It rewards people who get things done.  And the only way to get things done is to be imperfect 99% of the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. Never lie – not even a white lie!  When you steer away from the truth, you steer away from your soul.  Be honest, be real and tell the truth.  This awareness forces you to make better choices and be a stronger person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;41. Feelings, good and bad, always come and go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42. Don’t get caught up in wasted potential from years past.  Potential is all we ever have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43. We are not alone.  No matter how bizarre or embarrassed or pathetic we feel about our own situation, there will be others out there experiencing the same emotions.  When you hear yourself say “I am all alone,” it is your mind trying to sell you a lie so you will continue to feel sorry for yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44. It is okay to be angry.  It is never okay to be cruel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45. Don’t pray when it rains if you don’t pray when the sun shines.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;46. Mistakes teach you important lessons.  Every time you make one, you’re one step closer to your goal.  The only mistake that can truly hurt you is choosing to do nothing simply because you’re too scared to make a mistake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47. Money is a renewable resource.  If you lose some money, don’t sweat it.  You can always make more.  However, if you spend valuable time stressing over money, or lost opportunity, you’ll never get that time back.  Time is more valuable than money – time is the greatest constituent of life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;48. Never let people know that they got to you.  Ignore them.  Hold your head up high and pretend all their negative remarks don’t even phase you, and someday they actually won’t.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;49. There is nothing to hold you back except you.  And there is only one question to ask yourself: What would you do if you were not afraid?”  Think about it&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;50. Life is way more enjoyable when you stop trying to be cool and simply focus on being yourself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;51. It’s often hard to tell just how close you are to success.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;52. When you spend time worrying, you’re simply using your imagination to create things you don’t want.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;53. No matter how it turns out, it always ends up just the way it should be.  Either you succeed or you learn something. Win-Win.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;54. You must see things how they are instead of how you hoped, wished, or expected them to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;55. Even when you feel like you have nothing, someone else likely has far less.  Find them and help them.  You’ll see why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;56. Laughter is the best medicine for stress.  Laugh at yourself often.  Find the humor in whatever situation you’re in.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;57. If you want to feel rich, just count all the great things you have that money can’t buy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;58. Forgiving yourself is far more important than getting others to forgive you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;59. If you awake every morning with the thought that something wonderful will happen in your life today, and you pay close attention, you’ll often find that you’re right.&lt;br /&gt;You can press forward long after you can’t.  It’s just a matter of wanting it bad enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: red;"&gt;60. It’s not about getting a chance, it’s about taking a chance.  You’ll rarely be 100% sure it will work.  But you can always be 100% sure doing nothing won’t work.  Sometimes you just have to go for it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;61. If it were easy everyone would do it.  This is why get rich quick schemes will never be true.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;62. If it was so quick and easy then everyone would be millionaires.  Accomplishing great things is hard work, but well worth it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;63. Notice and cherish life’s surprises.  Just because it’s not what you were expecting, doesn’t mean it’s not everything you’ve been waiting for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;64. Be vulnerable.  Allow yourself to feel, to be open and authentic.  Tear down any emotional brick walls you have built around you and feel every exquisite emotion, both good and bad.  This is real life.  This is how you welcome new opportunities.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;65. You must create and look for opportunities.  Opportunities rarely ever come knocking on the door of someone who’s not seeking them.  You have to create and seek opportunities for yourself.  You have to take the initiative to get the ball rolling and the doors opening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;66. If it’s out of your control, why fret about it?  Concentrating on things you can control is how you make good things happen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;67. Saying “no” to right people gives you the time and resources required to say “yes” to right opportunities.  (Read The 7 Habits of Highly Effective People.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;68. No matter how much progress you make there will always be the people who insist that whatever you’re trying to do is impossible. Or they may incessantly suggest that the idea or dream as a whole is utterly ridiculous because nobody really cares. When you come across these people, don’t try to reason with them. Instead, forget that they exist. They will only waste your time and energy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;69. If you spend 80% of your time focusing on the problem and only 20% on the solution, what do you think is going to happen?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;70. No matter how badly you think your life may be going, or how messed up you think you are, there is at least one thing you are doing right in your life or you wouldn’t be alive reading this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;71. A problem is a chance for you to learn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;72. The greatest struggle is to be something different from what the average man is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;73. In times of great stress, it’s always wise to keep busy, to plow your anger and frustration into something positive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;74. One thing is for sure: Regardless of the situation, life goes on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;75. Everyone wants a perfect ending.  But over the years I’ve learned that some of the best poems don’t rhyme, and many great stories don’t have a clear beginning, middle, or end.  Life is about not knowing, embracing change, and taking a moment and making the best of it without knowing what’s going to happen next.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Credit to http://www.marcandangel.com/2011/07/17/75-reminders-for-tough-times/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Decided to post this up cause whatever it says really make sense. When i'm feeling down, this can help.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7763873165292808329-6291864036315113136?l=getme-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7763873165292808329/posts/default/6291864036315113136'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7763873165292808329/posts/default/6291864036315113136'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getme-out.blogspot.com/2011/11/reminders-for-tough-time.html' title='Reminders for tough time'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14474373764427919099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6YxbpE-ahOg/TbdlVrykBkI/AAAAAAAAFWo/xf-H1lz_rA4/s220/SAM_0235.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7763873165292808329.post-8135100938655866276</id><published>2011-11-17T09:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-17T09:23:27.170+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Getting out of the comfort zone</title><content type='html'>This is the 5th week since school starts. It's already the 5th week, but yet i still know nuts bout all the theory based modules. DVDE and WCD are still fine for me since i know bit bout photoshop and css. Really need to buck up bout my studies. Have no time to waste anymore. MST is like coming in the next 2 weeks and yet i have no time to revise even though i wanted to. Need to resist the shows that my parents are watching too. Must really pull my GPA up. So much for saying concentrating in class way before school term starts. -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheerleading was getting tougher and tougher. Yes, i got into school team. The team that i had been working so hard for. When they announced the list, i feel nothing. really nothing. i thought this is what i have been fighting for, getting into the team, and compete with others to get the championship. Is this really what i want? The stress level is getting higher and higher. In the beginning, i dont fell from stunt at all or rather, i fell but i didn't hit the mats. But right now, i keep on falling to the mats. I'm afraid. Afraid of injuring myself. Creating phobia for myself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terence asked me before, "if a flyer keep on falling down from stunts, will your confidence level drop?" I used to think that, if you trust yourself and your bases, you wouldnt fall. But right now it's not bout trusting or level of confidence. I meant by like, it's like a "do it right or you die" now. Unless you get the stunts right, else you fall and hit the ground. I used to find that pop twist is damn cool and wanted to try it. But when i try it, i turn my shoulders instead of hips, my backspot become front spot. I dont even dare to twist myself right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told myself that just twist, they will catch me. But i still couldnt do it. Tuesday training was seriously a tough one for me. I cried a total number of 10th times during the training. My mind wasn't really able to support me when i was unable to hit the pop twist stunt. I was really very disappointed with myself when i couldnt hit the twist. i wanted to, i practiced on ground. But up stunts, i'm afraid. "Aiya, you keep turn infront you want die jiu die" I know this is just saying when coach is pissed off with i keep on turning front. That kills me even more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to tried basket toss, first few tries was okay, and i really go up straight. But after that, i keep on failing. until the last tried, coach is pissed with i keep on doing wrongly that he said, "enough enough, you're ban from stunting today." banned from stunting today. i was really sad when i did it wrongly again. Songrong say that it was the bases fault to coach but he dont really care. so it was the final strength that was killed. I couldnt take it and i cried. Red blood shot eyes. The girls came to find me when i ran inside to the toilet. I was slowly getting back but one by one came to find me again and i cry again and again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really had myself for being stagnant in improving. seeing the rest improve i really feel damn disappointed with myself. &amp;nbsp;I meant like, i really sees myself as the worst in the top16 girls. So what i'm in the top16? I didn't improve as much as i expected myself to.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7763873165292808329-8135100938655866276?l=getme-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7763873165292808329/posts/default/8135100938655866276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7763873165292808329/posts/default/8135100938655866276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getme-out.blogspot.com/2011/11/getting-out-of-comfort-zone.html' title='Getting out of the comfort zone'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14474373764427919099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6YxbpE-ahOg/TbdlVrykBkI/AAAAAAAAFWo/xf-H1lz_rA4/s220/SAM_0235.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7763873165292808329.post-871013691507979757</id><published>2011-10-12T11:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-15T11:13:13.247+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Denise's 17th Birthday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-15R9YvhmfoY/TsHYVBFFJHI/AAAAAAAAFhs/I4R3FucJwS8/s1600/SAM_1804.JPG" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-15R9YvhmfoY/TsHYVBFFJHI/AAAAAAAAFhs/I4R3FucJwS8/s640/SAM_1804.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Denise's house for BBQ to celebrate her 17th! Her dog is so cute mannn. Didn't really eat much cause yaaaa, there's hungry ghost inside the team. eating up all the food in a lightning speed. LOL. Enjoy myself and i actually based Karen with abigail! I'mma strong girl ya know! I feel so proud of myself. HAHHHAHA. Love them always!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7763873165292808329-871013691507979757?l=getme-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7763873165292808329/posts/default/871013691507979757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7763873165292808329/posts/default/871013691507979757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getme-out.blogspot.com/2011/10/denises-17th-birthday.html' title='Denise&apos;s 17th Birthday!'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14474373764427919099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6YxbpE-ahOg/TbdlVrykBkI/AAAAAAAAFWo/xf-H1lz_rA4/s220/SAM_0235.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-15R9YvhmfoY/TsHYVBFFJHI/AAAAAAAAFhs/I4R3FucJwS8/s72-c/SAM_1804.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7763873165292808329.post-3882306222583261037</id><published>2011-09-26T00:14:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-09-26T00:17:22.405+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I want the old me to be back.</title><content type='html'>If you asked me, where the old Limei went, i don't know.&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired. Tired of pretending, tired of being the social butterfly, tired of trying so hard, and tired of everything.&amp;nbsp;Ever since i got into poly, i don't know what's happening and i'm not the miss popular anymore.&amp;nbsp;I used to have good relationship with every single person, but right now, nope. i don't even know who are my friends anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slowly i'm drifting away from my secondary school friends. All of us are busy with our own work. I don't blame them. 'cause i myself i busy with my own stuff. I always said that i want to meet people out, but i will just talk but no action. Yea, so what's the point of saying it right? Sigh. I'm really tired. Tired of every single thing. I used to be so cheerful, positive and scold or even nag people who are negative. But what the fuck has happen to me? i've become so negative and so lazy to try anything now.&amp;nbsp;I'm even lazy to text anyone or even replying texts. I used to have my phone ringing non-stop. But now, no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just don't wanna care bout anything anymore. i wanna focus on my studies and of course cheer. I wanna get a gpa of 4 in the next sem, and get into the school team for cheer. I guess i'm gonna make myself so busy and tired out. I don't wanna have any free time for me to anyhow think. i want the old me to be back.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7763873165292808329-3882306222583261037?l=getme-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7763873165292808329/posts/default/3882306222583261037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7763873165292808329/posts/default/3882306222583261037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getme-out.blogspot.com/2011/09/i-want-old-me-to-be-back.html' title='I want the old me to be back.'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14474373764427919099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6YxbpE-ahOg/TbdlVrykBkI/AAAAAAAAFWo/xf-H1lz_rA4/s220/SAM_0235.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7763873165292808329.post-70746646014992207</id><published>2011-09-14T11:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-15T11:20:24.331+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Kbox plus lihao/cm/fong birthday celebration!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KACimUtut8A/TsHZZcdtg_I/AAAAAAAAFh4/nNEJMhYR_o4/s1600/SAM_1712.JPG" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KACimUtut8A/TsHZZcdtg_I/AAAAAAAAFh4/nNEJMhYR_o4/s640/SAM_1712.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met up with Peiqi and wanyan in the afternoon to shop first! Then at night we headed to Kallang Kbox to celebrate Lihao's birthday! Was damn stupid cause we thought Kallang kbox is at kallang, we we took the train to kallang, then in the end we then realised it's not at kallang, but at some other mrt station which i forgot. LOL. So lesslie came to fetch us at kallang mrt station. Since Auntie ann, richard and xavier was also there, so it's kinda of awkward as we dont really dare to sing infront of them. So oh well, wasted the kboxxx. But never mindddd, since it's their birthday celebration. Miss my girlsss.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7763873165292808329-70746646014992207?l=getme-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7763873165292808329/posts/default/70746646014992207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7763873165292808329/posts/default/70746646014992207'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getme-out.blogspot.com/2011/11/kbox-plus-lihaocmfong-birthday.html' title='Kbox plus lihao/cm/fong birthday celebration!'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14474373764427919099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6YxbpE-ahOg/TbdlVrykBkI/AAAAAAAAFWo/xf-H1lz_rA4/s220/SAM_0235.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KACimUtut8A/TsHZZcdtg_I/AAAAAAAAFh4/nNEJMhYR_o4/s72-c/SAM_1712.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7763873165292808329.post-4245947918937814987</id><published>2011-09-10T11:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-15T11:08:47.881+08:00</updated><title type='text'>AGM and picnic!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Su0I4UvJT4Y/TsHWXMu_nlI/AAAAAAAAFhg/wM7ZJaSQR1c/s1600/SAM_1656.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Su0I4UvJT4Y/TsHWXMu_nlI/AAAAAAAAFhg/wM7ZJaSQR1c/s640/SAM_1656.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morning had the AGM and after that we went for a picnic! By right we're supposed to head to marina barrage! But the weather ah, didn't maintain so we went to vivo instead! Super memorable day i swear. We're stucked in the lift for like almost half hour cause stupid danny tries to force open the door when i made a remarked of the door like loose only. Luckily it's all gusto people instead and no other strangers. It was my first time get stucked in the lift but it was rather relaxing leh. cause we're like some crazy people and had our picnic inside. LOL. You can never ever have a picnic inside a lift, but i can. HAHAHAHA. Nice experience but i dont want it to happen again tho!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7763873165292808329-4245947918937814987?l=getme-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7763873165292808329/posts/default/4245947918937814987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7763873165292808329/posts/default/4245947918937814987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getme-out.blogspot.com/2011/09/agm-and-picnic.html' title='AGM and picnic!'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14474373764427919099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6YxbpE-ahOg/TbdlVrykBkI/AAAAAAAAFWo/xf-H1lz_rA4/s220/SAM_0235.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Su0I4UvJT4Y/TsHWXMu_nlI/AAAAAAAAFhg/wM7ZJaSQR1c/s72-c/SAM_1656.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7763873165292808329.post-9066292025950933019</id><published>2011-09-02T10:56:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2011-11-15T11:01:22.542+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sentosa trip with SPGUSTO</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YyU1IqS3xc8/TsHVcPZ5qfI/AAAAAAAAFhY/WCNuggBJBrs/s1600/SAM_1397.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YyU1IqS3xc8/TsHVcPZ5qfI/AAAAAAAAFhY/WCNuggBJBrs/s640/SAM_1397.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sentosa trip with Gusto people. Been a while since i went to sentosa. Wasn't feeling very well but i still insisted on going since it's like a sentosa trip, and we get to try stunts! Like worth it leh. Went there with light brown skin but returned with sunburnt and also dark skin. even look like malay. ): Overall a nice trip with the people! Weettt.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7763873165292808329-9066292025950933019?l=getme-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7763873165292808329/posts/default/9066292025950933019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7763873165292808329/posts/default/9066292025950933019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getme-out.blogspot.com/2011/09/sentosa-trip-with-spgusto.html' title='Sentosa trip with SPGUSTO'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14474373764427919099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6YxbpE-ahOg/TbdlVrykBkI/AAAAAAAAFWo/xf-H1lz_rA4/s220/SAM_0235.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-YyU1IqS3xc8/TsHVcPZ5qfI/AAAAAAAAFhY/WCNuggBJBrs/s72-c/SAM_1397.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7763873165292808329.post-952728400572424065</id><published>2011-08-29T13:53:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-29T14:11:52.099+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye sem1!</title><content type='html'>Time flies, i've been in SP for 4month already. semester 1 had finally ended, and i got a bad feeling that i might forward some of the modules. No one to blame, but myself for not listening in class and keep on playing with the social media site. sigh. Just pray that everything will be good, and i can pass my module. The next coming semester, i MUST not slack already. really have to chiong hard for my GPA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea, this sem1 has been a tiring one. it's worse than what i did on secondary school, and i really miss secondary school life. so carefree, no need to keep on rushing for deadlines. friends will always meet up together after school to hang out and chill. but not for poly. you get to see different type of people, those good to work with, those backstabbers, and etc. so many internal conflicts that you cannot see from their face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2months ago, i was attached, but right now, i'm single. i really enjoy the times we spent together, but because of the different character and life we're in, i guess break up is better. hope you can find someone better than me. Not going to get attach any soon. i just wanna focus on my studies and also my cheerleading. i really really really want to get into the school team.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've never been so passionate bout any cca i joined. but this one, i really feel like having some accomplishment in my poly life. yes, my parents might not be happy bout me joining cheerleading, cause of the guys being so close, but i really can't wait for the day that i get into school team, and when i'm performing a routine, they could come and see, this is not easy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7763873165292808329-952728400572424065?l=getme-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7763873165292808329/posts/default/952728400572424065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7763873165292808329/posts/default/952728400572424065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getme-out.blogspot.com/2011/08/goodbye-sem1.html' title='Goodbye sem1!'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14474373764427919099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6YxbpE-ahOg/TbdlVrykBkI/AAAAAAAAFWo/xf-H1lz_rA4/s220/SAM_0235.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7763873165292808329.post-4668856632444063778</id><published>2011-08-18T13:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-29T13:58:31.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jocelyn's 18th!</title><content type='html'>Jocelyn's birthday is on sat, so we celebrated early on thursday! It was a surprise for her! teehee. recently alot of people birthday! eat cake till fat die. HAHAHAHA. After GenEd went to clubhouse and wait! then slowly few of the juniors came and we wait for stupid anson then we start bringing the cake in!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OHb26Qk8hyo/TlspU7cmQfI/AAAAAAAAFgs/DZ-68ZiRrqY/s1600/SAM_1259.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OHb26Qk8hyo/TlspU7cmQfI/AAAAAAAAFgs/DZ-68ZiRrqY/s640/SAM_1259.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jocelyn!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KUn07DkwHds/TlspX036T2I/AAAAAAAAFgw/yTGgHRHXxzY/s1600/SAM_1265.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-KUn07DkwHds/TlspX036T2I/AAAAAAAAFgw/yTGgHRHXxzY/s640/SAM_1265.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Juniors w jocelyn!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-86CYCWuAlQg/TlspaY2G6mI/AAAAAAAAFg0/fxUi5IFbXO4/s1600/SAM_1263.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-86CYCWuAlQg/TlspaY2G6mI/AAAAAAAAFg0/fxUi5IFbXO4/s640/SAM_1263.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Seniors w jocelyn!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-c-Ika2mpoC8/Tlspcb6H8kI/AAAAAAAAFg4/zHNiKmP9FiE/s1600/SAM_1268.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-c-Ika2mpoC8/Tlspcb6H8kI/AAAAAAAAFg4/zHNiKmP9FiE/s640/SAM_1268.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Anson, denise, asyraf, danny, pred, abi!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-C50RA1-ZJzI/TlspgH47WMI/AAAAAAAAFg8/DPjVzAuQGnI/s1600/SAM_1272.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-C50RA1-ZJzI/TlspgH47WMI/AAAAAAAAFg8/DPjVzAuQGnI/s640/SAM_1272.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Denise, pred, danny, abi, gloria!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TNwMgAODi6U/TlspjY9cBvI/AAAAAAAAFhA/XIuQbHZEU3Q/s1600/SAM_1292.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-TNwMgAODi6U/TlspjY9cBvI/AAAAAAAAFhA/XIuQbHZEU3Q/s640/SAM_1292.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;samuel, frankie, jocelyn, mingyao, abi!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;After that the people left for training at wildcards site while i went home! &amp;gt;:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7763873165292808329-4668856632444063778?l=getme-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7763873165292808329/posts/default/4668856632444063778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7763873165292808329/posts/default/4668856632444063778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getme-out.blogspot.com/2011/08/jocelyns-18th.html' title='Jocelyn&apos;s 18th!'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14474373764427919099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6YxbpE-ahOg/TbdlVrykBkI/AAAAAAAAFWo/xf-H1lz_rA4/s220/SAM_0235.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-OHb26Qk8hyo/TlspU7cmQfI/AAAAAAAAFgs/DZ-68ZiRrqY/s72-c/SAM_1259.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7763873165292808329.post-4552392621053112346</id><published>2011-08-15T10:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-29T13:51:38.225+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Weixian's 18th!</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6pJwm4AFHu8/Tlmr-N94JOI/AAAAAAAAFgo/X3S6qwFkjw0/s1600/SAM_1258.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6pJwm4AFHu8/Tlmr-N94JOI/AAAAAAAAFgo/X3S6qwFkjw0/s640/SAM_1258.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Weixian!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Weixian's birthday was on a saturday, so we met up on monday to have a belated celebration for him! I think he knows bout it lor! It supposed to be a suprise... but stupid jiansheng accidentally said out the cake thing. So i've lesson in the afternoon, so i joined them around evening after my lesson at vivo! Had our dinner at secret recipe? I forgot. teehee. Then went to the roof to slack!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-P-Ux2qbuYMo/TlmrpIvzjgI/AAAAAAAAFgY/yOcQyj573jA/s1600/SAM_1138.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-P-Ux2qbuYMo/TlmrpIvzjgI/AAAAAAAAFgY/yOcQyj573jA/s640/SAM_1138.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;w Jocelyn!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-da0vBAu-QRU/TlmruzsIqmI/AAAAAAAAFgc/BPIOVgaD-g0/s1600/SAM_1179.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-da0vBAu-QRU/TlmruzsIqmI/AAAAAAAAFgc/BPIOVgaD-g0/s640/SAM_1179.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The scandalous jiansheng and pred!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fJT79x1Apws/Tlmr1JwxBBI/AAAAAAAAFgg/cNIQcTT3OiM/s1600/SAM_1224.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fJT79x1Apws/Tlmr1JwxBBI/AAAAAAAAFgg/cNIQcTT3OiM/s640/SAM_1224.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The yummy cake from bakerzin!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gKZFIj_yvhI/Tlmr5Fav5WI/AAAAAAAAFgk/qQr7ip2xQhA/s1600/SAM_1238.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gKZFIj_yvhI/Tlmr5Fav5WI/AAAAAAAAFgk/qQr7ip2xQhA/s640/SAM_1238.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;SuperSIXX.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;All of us were actually campmates from cheer camp. all of us still inside cheerleading, and have built good coordination when working on stunts. love these people! xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7763873165292808329-4552392621053112346?l=getme-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7763873165292808329/posts/default/4552392621053112346'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7763873165292808329/posts/default/4552392621053112346'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getme-out.blogspot.com/2011/08/weixians-18th.html' title='Weixian&apos;s 18th!'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14474373764427919099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6YxbpE-ahOg/TbdlVrykBkI/AAAAAAAAFWo/xf-H1lz_rA4/s220/SAM_0235.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-6pJwm4AFHu8/Tlmr-N94JOI/AAAAAAAAFgo/X3S6qwFkjw0/s72-c/SAM_1258.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7763873165292808329.post-2103313922482091300</id><published>2011-08-12T01:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-28T00:39:25.502+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lepak w clique and novita gathering</title><content type='html'>Math class cancelled! So went to clubhouse to lepak before going for the stupid IDA briefing. Some of them left for sakae, while poor me stay back for the briefing. ): But after briefing i went to join them! headed off to marina square w Joel to find them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wShiaFhuN3o/Tlkb4v0wE8I/AAAAAAAAFf0/KfRa28jqGxA/s1600/SAM_1013.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wShiaFhuN3o/Tlkb4v0wE8I/AAAAAAAAFf0/KfRa28jqGxA/s640/SAM_1013.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Denise and Gloria!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ljRfVG6CfZE/Tlkb7t85WqI/AAAAAAAAFf4/oCBcPbgFDAo/s1600/SAM_1029.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ljRfVG6CfZE/Tlkb7t85WqI/AAAAAAAAFf4/oCBcPbgFDAo/s640/SAM_1029.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Danny! I super superx10000 like this photo!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-V4nrMIcjHls/TlkcHvC5XiI/AAAAAAAAFf8/Fqw7arG8npw/s1600/SAM_1068.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-V4nrMIcjHls/TlkcHvC5XiI/AAAAAAAAFf8/Fqw7arG8npw/s640/SAM_1068.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Glibert, Denise, Gloria!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OZeQMyIZ3nc/TlkcLca4mDI/AAAAAAAAFgA/_qrLNGR_uyQ/s1600/SAM_1071.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OZeQMyIZ3nc/TlkcLca4mDI/AAAAAAAAFgA/_qrLNGR_uyQ/s640/SAM_1071.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;w Jocelyn this time!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zOhPXdCCQrU/TlkcNVJNMlI/AAAAAAAAFgE/Hj02YZjj3O8/s1600/SAM_1085.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-zOhPXdCCQrU/TlkcNVJNMlI/AAAAAAAAFgE/Hj02YZjj3O8/s640/SAM_1085.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;ily.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a5N_odK9n0o/TlkcQeVNIoI/AAAAAAAAFgI/xs9InpVjYHc/s1600/SAM_1095.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-a5N_odK9n0o/TlkcQeVNIoI/AAAAAAAAFgI/xs9InpVjYHc/s640/SAM_1095.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;w the retards! Danny, Anson and Gloria!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Around 7 we left marina square and the rest went home while i went to somerset to meet my girls at kbox cineleisure! Teehee, so long never see them. lurblurb. &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mLjsjwJ5u-E/TlkcWFk-RxI/AAAAAAAAFgM/eOZNumXGLHM/s1600/SAM_1101.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mLjsjwJ5u-E/TlkcWFk-RxI/AAAAAAAAFgM/eOZNumXGLHM/s640/SAM_1101.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lihao and Karhui!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WwBQ-3c-Qbw/TlkcYfND2uI/AAAAAAAAFgQ/cab769AqoA4/s1600/SAM_1102.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-WwBQ-3c-Qbw/TlkcYfND2uI/AAAAAAAAFgQ/cab769AqoA4/s640/SAM_1102.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lihao, karhui, cheufong and iris!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-avJtVdmx704/TlkcaxyOt7I/AAAAAAAAFgU/vHiTJURRRyY/s1600/SAM_1115.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-avJtVdmx704/TlkcaxyOt7I/AAAAAAAAFgU/vHiTJURRRyY/s640/SAM_1115.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lihao!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7763873165292808329-2103313922482091300?l=getme-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7763873165292808329/posts/default/2103313922482091300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7763873165292808329/posts/default/2103313922482091300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getme-out.blogspot.com/2011/08/lepak-w-clique-and-novita-gathering.html' title='Lepak w clique and novita gathering'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14474373764427919099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6YxbpE-ahOg/TbdlVrykBkI/AAAAAAAAFWo/xf-H1lz_rA4/s220/SAM_0235.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-wShiaFhuN3o/Tlkb4v0wE8I/AAAAAAAAFf0/KfRa28jqGxA/s72-c/SAM_1013.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7763873165292808329.post-5168497159535861773</id><published>2011-08-09T00:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-28T00:29:24.388+08:00</updated><title type='text'>National day w SPGUSTO!</title><content type='html'>Gathering of watching fireworks together w SPGUSTO! Met some the people at Bugis for dinner first before heading to Marina for fireworks! Damn cool yknow. we went up to one of the building, although it's hot there, but it's all worth cause no one is blocking, and we're damn high up the building so clear view! &amp;lt;3 &amp;lt;3 &amp;lt;3&amp;nbsp;Headed to lau pat sa for supper after the fireworks! slack till 10plus then we left home! Nice national day spent w the gusto people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dDGSZUg25wI/TlkZRQvFkWI/AAAAAAAAFfU/KBaln8wxnTI/s1600/SAM_0899.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dDGSZUg25wI/TlkZRQvFkWI/AAAAAAAAFfU/KBaln8wxnTI/s640/SAM_0899.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;w Karen!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7tvJqW1RlTI/TlkZXWKtE0I/AAAAAAAAFfY/Bcm9UQZIzME/s1600/SAM_0905.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7tvJqW1RlTI/TlkZXWKtE0I/AAAAAAAAFfY/Bcm9UQZIzME/s640/SAM_0905.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;People meeting at raffles place!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FuTpz2md-kA/TlkZcGDL3EI/AAAAAAAAFfc/zlrlDC_WeKU/s1600/SAM_0920.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FuTpz2md-kA/TlkZcGDL3EI/AAAAAAAAFfc/zlrlDC_WeKU/s640/SAM_0920.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;W Eunice!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ougDlTaJP9E/TlkZjc1uoYI/AAAAAAAAFfk/_HWNDdFWYcE/s1600/SAM_0942.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ougDlTaJP9E/TlkZjc1uoYI/AAAAAAAAFfk/_HWNDdFWYcE/s640/SAM_0942.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Retarded people! HAHAHAHA.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UwS93tPoA5g/TlkZnsLNpfI/AAAAAAAAFfo/KqOz3V2hFik/s1600/SAM_0957.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UwS93tPoA5g/TlkZnsLNpfI/AAAAAAAAFfo/KqOz3V2hFik/s640/SAM_0957.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Pred, danny and karen!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kJToaGlxlyQ/TlkZrIYMAZI/AAAAAAAAFfs/M7HMt95BKno/s1600/SAM_0963.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kJToaGlxlyQ/TlkZrIYMAZI/AAAAAAAAFfs/M7HMt95BKno/s640/SAM_0963.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;sexy Danny and cutie pred!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-onwA6vWB06E/TlkZvkITknI/AAAAAAAAFfw/Ib_2b9KU038/s640/SAM_0988.JPG" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Group photo w the GUSTOKIDS!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-onwA6vWB06E/TlkZvkITknI/AAAAAAAAFfw/Ib_2b9KU038/s1600/SAM_0988.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Love them all! xoxoxoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7763873165292808329-5168497159535861773?l=getme-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7763873165292808329/posts/default/5168497159535861773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7763873165292808329/posts/default/5168497159535861773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getme-out.blogspot.com/2011/08/national-day-w-spgusto.html' title='National day w SPGUSTO!'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14474373764427919099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6YxbpE-ahOg/TbdlVrykBkI/AAAAAAAAFWo/xf-H1lz_rA4/s220/SAM_0235.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dDGSZUg25wI/TlkZRQvFkWI/AAAAAAAAFfU/KBaln8wxnTI/s72-c/SAM_0899.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7763873165292808329.post-153700842459990618</id><published>2011-08-03T23:45:00.052+08:00</published><updated>2011-08-28T00:13:09.507+08:00</updated><title type='text'>USS w bbyboy and the couple.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-udEn_zsBETk/TlkSplNFPJI/AAAAAAAAFe8/yFs12X5fpfc/s1600/SAM_0864.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="480" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-udEn_zsBETk/TlkSplNFPJI/AAAAAAAAFe8/yFs12X5fpfc/s640/SAM_0864.JPG" width="640" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to USS on my birthday w bbyboy, lihao and lesslie! Was really having fun and i wasn't really scared! Like so shiok only taking the red/blue ride! i felt so mission accomplished when i ride that ride twice! Teehee. so proud of myself. Makes me feel like going genting once again and ride the spaceshot. Lika brave kid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Uh_qzPdTdXA/TlkVBFuTzcI/AAAAAAAAFfE/qyn_QriWTpw/s1600/SAM_0867.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Uh_qzPdTdXA/TlkVBFuTzcI/AAAAAAAAFfE/qyn_QriWTpw/s640/SAM_0867.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;w the no-smile mummies warrior!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zYM5P9t9SmU/TlkVBUkFQaI/AAAAAAAAFfM/TBga-wi1E1Y/s1600/SAM_0868.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zYM5P9t9SmU/TlkVBUkFQaI/AAAAAAAAFfM/TBga-wi1E1Y/s640/SAM_0868.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;At the madagascars! I've to stand at the stone to be same height as bby. ):&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TJx2Q-gCrm4/TlkWf2nGe3I/AAAAAAAAFfQ/m2GJl-jOhH4/s1600/SAM_0866.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="640" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TJx2Q-gCrm4/TlkWf2nGe3I/AAAAAAAAFfQ/m2GJl-jOhH4/s640/SAM_0866.JPG" width="480" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;w bbyboy. stupid bby never look at the camera. &amp;gt;:&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Played till 7plus, then went to SPIZE for dinner! Home around 10plus! Enjoyed my day w them seriously. Thanks bbyboy for the ticket, and lihao and lesslie to accompany us! Had a great laugh during the day! Happy 18th to me! I'm legal. &lt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7763873165292808329-153700842459990618?l=getme-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7763873165292808329/posts/default/153700842459990618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7763873165292808329/posts/default/153700842459990618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getme-out.blogspot.com/2011/08/uss-w-bbyboy-and-couple.html' title='USS w bbyboy and the couple.'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14474373764427919099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6YxbpE-ahOg/TbdlVrykBkI/AAAAAAAAFWo/xf-H1lz_rA4/s220/SAM_0235.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-udEn_zsBETk/TlkSplNFPJI/AAAAAAAAFe8/yFs12X5fpfc/s72-c/SAM_0864.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7763873165292808329.post-5727204446095748455</id><published>2011-06-18T23:22:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-23T20:59:05.197+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy birthday wanyan!</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rmj_h1zHt-0/TgM35lBAPMI/AAAAAAAAFdQ/YAuRl0Z_K5k/s1600/SAM_0619.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rmj_h1zHt-0/TgM35lBAPMI/AAAAAAAAFdQ/YAuRl0Z_K5k/s400/SAM_0619.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;ME AND WANYAN. &amp;lt;3&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;As wanyan's birthday falls on 7june, it's a tues, many couldnt make it, and so we went celebrate her belated birthday on sat! But on her actual birthday, me, cm and fong actually went up her house to surprise her horrr! hehehehe. Met up with wy near her house bus stop, and we went to cwp to met up with qi! tabao-ed mac and brought some titbits, and off to marsiling cc for K! go there seriously worth the money. we sang from like 2pm to 7pm, only $30 nia. unlike kbox/partyworld so ex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You guys must be thinking, so cheap! confirm all old songs one. but you're damn wrong! there song super updated one pls. still got koream, jap and the party rock anthem also got! After 3plus, fong, lihao and cm came! then we sang and sang, then the last few hours will seriously mad. we more of like screaming out loud then what lo! so high. then off to astons for dinner! Had a great day wib my girls. so crazy, singing out my troubless. &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TjkU7maZNJo/TgM38oxqMoI/AAAAAAAAFdU/qnnV1urDOD0/s1600/SAM_0633.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-TjkU7maZNJo/TgM38oxqMoI/AAAAAAAAFdU/qnnV1urDOD0/s400/SAM_0633.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;THE CAKE FROM PANPACIFICHOTEL.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;The cake is fucking nice la! like seriously. i think it worth the price. it's like creamy on top, then the base is like you bite is like eating kitkat like that. super naise. i likeeee. &amp;lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7763873165292808329-5727204446095748455?l=getme-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7763873165292808329/posts/default/5727204446095748455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7763873165292808329/posts/default/5727204446095748455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getme-out.blogspot.com/2011/06/happy-birthday-wanyan.html' title='Happy birthday wanyan!'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14474373764427919099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6YxbpE-ahOg/TbdlVrykBkI/AAAAAAAAFWo/xf-H1lz_rA4/s220/SAM_0235.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-rmj_h1zHt-0/TgM35lBAPMI/AAAAAAAAFdQ/YAuRl0Z_K5k/s72-c/SAM_0619.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7763873165292808329.post-6063880424435632995</id><published>2011-06-12T14:21:00.020+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-17T14:49:24.718+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last minute get-out-of-the-house plan</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AHRt8PC-gTI/Tfr2WH2ZdgI/AAAAAAAAFc0/0336eljZv1g/s1600/SAM_0583.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AHRt8PC-gTI/Tfr2WH2ZdgI/AAAAAAAAFc0/0336eljZv1g/s400/SAM_0583.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Holiday wasnt that good for me. or rather it's damn bored. And yes, when it came to holiday, my diet is all screwed up, i dont eat proper meals, and i hope i didnt decrease in weight. Right after the term end, decided to find a job as i'm going broke very soon. Cheryl found a telemarketer job, and we went to interview straight on tuesday, and wednesday we start working. it wasnt really a interview, but just a brief of what we should do etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didnt went for cheers on tues, and i kinda of regretted. i meant, i started to enjoy it, but i couldnt let my lazyness overcome me that i skipped training. skipped once, and i missed up few things. i wanna do the stunts, &amp;nbsp;i dont like those gymnastic thingy, make my bones going break only. And yes, mum wasnt really approve of me joining cheer cause she scare i might break a bone or something. But it's my interest, i guess i can say it's my interest now. Coming home late on every tues and thurs wasnt good but it worth after sweating out and trying new stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got sick of always staying at home that i actually last minute msg qi on sunday that i wanna go out. dk to where, but just wanna go out. staying at home on a sunday isnt that nice when you've got to do this and that, and you couldnt have peace. even if i've got my own room, i will keep on getting called out to help this and that. Sometimes i just wanna be alone in the house, doing nothing, but sleep all day. sighhh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So met up with qi, headed to town first, we tried the takoyaki that qi say that her jap lecturer say it's very&amp;nbsp;authentic. Shared with qi, and could say that it's not that bad la. but i still the ones sold at the night market one. hehehehe. Then walked over to lucky plaza to find my pig awhile, then back to fareast for qi's shoe, and we head to bugis! didnt notice my pig at the train station until qi told me. and this pig make me turn in circles as he wanna pinch me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off to bugis, suppose to ACCOMPANY qi to go buy her stuff, but in the end i got myself a new backpack and wallet. -_- couldnt resist temptation laaa. and the worst thing is i'm going broke soon. zzz. After bugis, went to tpy to find lihao, and went back cwp for dinner and home! So glad that qi is able to accompany me as it was really very last minute. Note to myself: never go out on a sunday. too many fillipinos and bangalas alrd.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7763873165292808329-6063880424435632995?l=getme-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7763873165292808329/posts/default/6063880424435632995'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7763873165292808329/posts/default/6063880424435632995'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getme-out.blogspot.com/2011/06/last-minute-get-out-of-house-plan.html' title='Last minute get-out-of-the-house plan'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14474373764427919099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6YxbpE-ahOg/TbdlVrykBkI/AAAAAAAAFWo/xf-H1lz_rA4/s220/SAM_0235.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-AHRt8PC-gTI/Tfr2WH2ZdgI/AAAAAAAAFc0/0336eljZv1g/s72-c/SAM_0583.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7763873165292808329.post-7893826902880095318</id><published>2011-05-30T21:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-11T21:48:57.624+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Monthly celebration!</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MkHME5F-Br0/TfNxdxnA0zI/AAAAAAAAFcs/K6gD2BUdwcM/s1600/SAM_0550.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MkHME5F-Br0/TfNxdxnA0zI/AAAAAAAAFcs/K6gD2BUdwcM/s400/SAM_0550.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The MAY babies&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Was supposed to buy cake everytime each of them birthday but seems like may have quite a few so we celebrate all together. That's xinkai, Jessie, Veronica and zane. Celebrated their belated birthday and off to our java tutorial. Since we have 2hours break every monday, we use the 2hr for the quick celebration before heading to classes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qCmKc7bRpjY/TfNxiijT-FI/AAAAAAAAFcw/cI7MK4ZdGbY/s1600/SAM_0554.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qCmKc7bRpjY/TfNxiijT-FI/AAAAAAAAFcw/cI7MK4ZdGbY/s400/SAM_0554.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;ZANNNNNEEEEE&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Here's a big ass photo of zane cause he complained that why no have his photo in my blog previously. THERE YOU GO ZANE, JUST IN CASE YOU COME AND STALK MY BLOG, YOU CAN SEE YOUR PHOTO HERE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7763873165292808329-7893826902880095318?l=getme-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7763873165292808329/posts/default/7893826902880095318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7763873165292808329/posts/default/7893826902880095318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getme-out.blogspot.com/2011/05/monthly-celebration.html' title='Monthly celebration!'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14474373764427919099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6YxbpE-ahOg/TbdlVrykBkI/AAAAAAAAFWo/xf-H1lz_rA4/s220/SAM_0235.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-MkHME5F-Br0/TfNxdxnA0zI/AAAAAAAAFcs/K6gD2BUdwcM/s72-c/SAM_0550.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7763873165292808329.post-8990998889890577106</id><published>2011-05-27T13:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-05T22:34:34.303+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Relax friday!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UKnqpuv3X2I/TesVeQtA57I/AAAAAAAAFco/C6MAA78Wp5o/s1600/SAM_0538.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UKnqpuv3X2I/TesVeQtA57I/AAAAAAAAFco/C6MAA78Wp5o/s400/SAM_0538.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;With zihao!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Went out with Joey, yenting after school on friday! Headed to clark quay as i'm meeting zihao there for my job interview. Had lunch at some jap restaurant, then separated with the girls and i went to the agency! Filled in the details etc, then went to sembawang to get my shoes while zihao went home. thanks zihao for bringing me there!&amp;nbsp;Brought my shoes, and went to 888 to met up with my beloved girlfriends! Had pizza at Lihao's house and some sort of gossip and heart to heart talk and head home around 8plus. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a side note, after i reached home, i dont wanna work anymore! You see i've to dye my hair black, buy pants and court shoes JUST FOR THE TRAINING. like not worth leh! Sooooo, i last minute backed out. hehehehe. I think i shall stay jobless for the time being. sighhhh, no $$&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7763873165292808329-8990998889890577106?l=getme-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7763873165292808329/posts/default/8990998889890577106'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7763873165292808329/posts/default/8990998889890577106'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getme-out.blogspot.com/2011/05/relax-friday.html' title='Relax friday!'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14474373764427919099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6YxbpE-ahOg/TbdlVrykBkI/AAAAAAAAFWo/xf-H1lz_rA4/s220/SAM_0235.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UKnqpuv3X2I/TesVeQtA57I/AAAAAAAAFco/C6MAA78Wp5o/s72-c/SAM_0538.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7763873165292808329.post-4718689310254172489</id><published>2011-05-21T09:15:00.033+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-03T09:26:10.612+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Catching up with domo!</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FtLjywXD68c/Teg2Dr4HX4I/AAAAAAAAFcg/Ha48N5UG_Mo/s1600/SAM_0500.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FtLjywXD68c/Teg2Dr4HX4I/AAAAAAAAFcg/Ha48N5UG_Mo/s400/SAM_0500.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;My dearest ahmo. &amp;lt;3&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Went out with Don on sat! It's the first sat after sooooo long i went out. Normally i'm working on sat. hehehehe. This ahmo is super late manzxc, wait for him for almost 1hr. -_- Headed to AMK first! Had our lunch at sumo house before heading to get my stuff. Wanted to get my fbts there but there didn't sell/ it's too ex. We're like talking bout the party rock anthem song and then we enter this sportlink, they played the song! i was like saying, "eh don, shuffle leh you, they played the song leh!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then from that on, don was like keep on randomly shuffling and the noob me legs like hand cannot follow. -_- then we went to queensway! it was both our first time there, and we're like, ok, we're ready to get lost at there. LOL. Brought my fbt, then went to bugis! i also forgot why we went there, then we went home after that. hehehehe. i love my ahmo. &amp;lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been 3years we've known each other and i have been so mean to him, but yet he will always be there for me. Although we know each other for 3 years, we've like hang out together for less than 10 days. loloololol. Thanks ahmo for always be there for me. &amp;lt;3 And yes, it's the first time we took photo together! He always dont want to take photo with me de lor! sad die me. I'm really glad that i know ahmo. Normally guy and girls there's no pure friendship between. It's either always normal friend, or girlfriend boyfriend. THANKS BUDDY AHMO.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7763873165292808329-4718689310254172489?l=getme-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7763873165292808329/posts/default/4718689310254172489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7763873165292808329/posts/default/4718689310254172489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getme-out.blogspot.com/2011/05/catching-up-with-domo.html' title='Catching up with domo!'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14474373764427919099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6YxbpE-ahOg/TbdlVrykBkI/AAAAAAAAFWo/xf-H1lz_rA4/s220/SAM_0235.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FtLjywXD68c/Teg2Dr4HX4I/AAAAAAAAFcg/Ha48N5UG_Mo/s72-c/SAM_0500.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7763873165292808329.post-4157875968618901393</id><published>2011-05-20T11:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-03T09:15:53.211+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Personality test by http://www.colorgenicstest.com/</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;You have always longed for tenderness, love and a sensitivity of feeling into which you would like to blend. You are a very gentle warm person and responsive to 'All things bright and beautiful'. This personifies a caring person, a person who 'needs' and indeed 'needs to be needed'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are totally dissatisfied with your present situation. Matters are not going right for you and you are seeking a means of escape. Your mental state of mind necessitates that you need to change your thinking patterns. Remember, if one particular modus operandi doesn't seem to work, then try something different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are trying to break away from the mundane existence that you have been experiencing of late. You have many high hopes and ideals but you are concerned whether circumstances will allow you to realise these ambitions. You want to spread your wings - to broaden your fields of activities - but you are concerned that your dreams are just that - 'dreams' which are not realistic. It concerns you that you are not thinking clearly at this time - what you need is to get away from it all, to give you time to think. A short vacation could well restore your confidence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are trying to prove yourself - not only to yourself but also to everyone around you. There is much that you would like to say and do but the situation warrants self-restraint and that is the last thing that you have on your mind. It would seem that you have an unsatisfied need to ally yourself with others whose standards are as high as your own. You want to be different - to stand out from the crowd. This is subjecting you to considerable stress but you tend to stick to your attitudes despite lack of appreciation. Of course, you are finding the situation uncomfortable and would like nothing better but to break away from it but you don't like the idea of compromise. Your main problem is that you are unable to resolve the situation because you continually postpone making the necessary decisions. You feel that if you make the wrong choice this would lead to such opposition that you would not be able to command the esteem of others. It is essential that those around you are prepared to comply with your wishes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You would like to be respected and valued for yourself and this can only be achieved from within a close and harmonious relationship.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The result that i got from &lt;a href="http://www.colorgenicstest.com/"&gt;Colorgenicstest&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7763873165292808329-4157875968618901393?l=getme-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7763873165292808329/posts/default/4157875968618901393'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7763873165292808329/posts/default/4157875968618901393'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getme-out.blogspot.com/2011/05/you-have-always-longed-for-tenderness.html' title='Personality test by http://www.colorgenicstest.com/'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14474373764427919099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6YxbpE-ahOg/TbdlVrykBkI/AAAAAAAAFWo/xf-H1lz_rA4/s220/SAM_0235.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7763873165292808329.post-6255088960553804010</id><published>2011-05-16T09:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-06-02T10:15:51.984+08:00</updated><title type='text'>GUSTO Camp! (13/5 to 15/5)</title><content type='html'>I mention before that i feel that the cheerleaders who got tossed up high are damn cool. Which is damn true. It takes alot of courage and trust for both the flyer and the base to work together. If you don't believe anyone in the team, you wouldn't be able to complete a stun. Everyone is important in the team, we judge the standard of the people by looking at the lousiest person, and not the most pro person. This is what i learnt from the camp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't really like camps in the first place cause of the food, place of staying and bathing is so so so so so so so inconvenient. That's why initially when i paid for the FOC i back out eventually. HAHAHAHAHA. But this time, cause joeyONG is accompany me, so if i back out last minute, i think i will be killed manzxc. It's a 3 days 2 night camp, so yea, i survived. HAHAHAHAHAHA. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that friday, my lessons were all cancelled. hehehehe. so i've got alot of time to pack my bag, but still, i do last minute packing. Met up with JoeyCHAN to go school together, she went for her adventurer camp, while i went for the cheer camp. then separated to met up with joeyONG. I don't like the introduction of the camp cause we're separated to different groups and means idk anyone from the group = shygirl93 come out. I'm in group 6 anywayzxc, then we name ourselves SUPERSIX.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SOOOO, i'm team with Predlone, Gloria, Huda, Weixian, Jason, Skye, Asyraf and Alson. Had abit of bonding games, and then we're off to night walk. SERIOUSLY I HATE THIS KIND OF THING. as in i meant night walk and any other scary stuff. I walked together with Jason, and i was like holding him, and dont dare to look left right, just look straight. i swear i will kick the person and scream till that person deaf if someone come scare me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_-uCvkky9R4/TebrIA9rNtI/AAAAAAAAFbU/RzR3s3gjqsc/s1600/224138_199861336723857_111192542257404_527643_3448272_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_-uCvkky9R4/TebrIA9rNtI/AAAAAAAAFbU/RzR3s3gjqsc/s400/224138_199861336723857_111192542257404_527643_3448272_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;With the SUPERSIX.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PhObUvnv00o/TebrHsFZ-UI/AAAAAAAAFbQ/BI1yvo9FUpA/s1600/222869_199868273389830_111192542257404_527753_7967098_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-PhObUvnv00o/TebrHsFZ-UI/AAAAAAAAFbQ/BI1yvo9FUpA/s400/222869_199868273389830_111192542257404_527753_7967098_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;POISONBALL.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XqtaBU-EyR4/TebrJCywE0I/AAAAAAAAFbc/XcBu3K3WkyY/s1600/227222_199870303389627_111192542257404_527787_7912238_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-XqtaBU-EyR4/TebrJCywE0I/AAAAAAAAFbc/XcBu3K3WkyY/s400/227222_199870303389627_111192542257404_527787_7912238_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;I forgot what game is this called, but we're like pulling each other to separate till hand berry pain ah.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZVS31hqUwOA/TebrLBIWsQI/AAAAAAAAFbs/dIJ9JRzWSzo/s1600/230476_199870690056255_111192542257404_527792_7910747_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZVS31hqUwOA/TebrLBIWsQI/AAAAAAAAFbs/dIJ9JRzWSzo/s400/230476_199870690056255_111192542257404_527792_7910747_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;This is Predlone and Melody, hugging so tight while playing the above game. LLOL&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dgLSb3K3JSA/TebrKLEki9I/AAAAAAAAFbk/q9BeXiu6aQ0/s1600/228320_199961656713825_111192542257404_528269_3458484_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dgLSb3K3JSA/TebrKLEki9I/AAAAAAAAFbk/q9BeXiu6aQ0/s400/228320_199961656713825_111192542257404_528269_3458484_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Making our spirit stick!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;After night walk = bath = time to sleep = tmr more things. Did some routine, and had our amazing race! Keep on run up down the hill and we manage to complete 12stations and be the second group to finish! WOOOOOT. I think our team bond very fast ah. Since we're like damn fast to finish, we actually practice the stuns again! My butt very pain cause of the chair thanks to JASONNNNN. Keep on being the flyer is NOT fun at all cause you're tired, and different people will be the base and yet you cant say anything. But it's a nice experience tho. I'm so glad that i didn't scream out loud when coach from chair become elevator and without warning tossed me down. Everyone was like, 'WOW' but for me i'm like, 'WTF?! ARE YOU TRYING TO KILL ME?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UmppIqAx8C8/TebrJmeiUDI/AAAAAAAAFbg/tLdToa_kTe4/s1600/227359_199978130045511_111192542257404_528417_3512973_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UmppIqAx8C8/TebrJmeiUDI/AAAAAAAAFbg/tLdToa_kTe4/s400/227359_199978130045511_111192542257404_528417_3512973_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Doing the breakfast cheer&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mcESKKCs7Kg/TebrKj9ZN0I/AAAAAAAAFbo/QkZdmXF7qXs/s1600/228754_199981600045164_111192542257404_528537_1594065_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-mcESKKCs7Kg/TebrKj9ZN0I/AAAAAAAAFbo/QkZdmXF7qXs/s400/228754_199981600045164_111192542257404_528537_1594065_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;AMAZINGRACE partner with Jason for certain part. I make him bang the wall while doing this.&lt;br /&gt;OOPPSS. HEHEHEHE.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;We also had night telematch at the FIELD and i think the guys get rowdy and poor Predlone is all muddy. 'cause they keep play taupok. I think our group started the trend of taupoking and everyone else follow suit, which is NOT a good thing. Then after bathing and such, heading to a room for Paranormal activity, which i NEVER watch at all, cause i'm so scare for the later haunted house that i keep on distracting myself by msging lh and my pig. I heard alot of people screaming and i thought it was the campers and heard someone fainted also. meaning, it MUST BE VERY VERY VERY VERY to the power of inifinity scary. We're paired with random guys and yea, the one that i paired up with very cool, he keep on saying hi to the 'ghost' and which calms me down alot and i actually dk who is the one i was paired up with. LOLOLOLOLOL. I was holding onto him someone. LOL. IKR, VERY WTF, DK HOW HE LOOK LIKE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So to the last day! Morning after having our breakfast practice our final routine, and had our first performance to the campers and seniors!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lvlvaSveU-c/TebrLmjLI6I/AAAAAAAAFbw/okf_52Md2rg/s1600/246759_201849476525043_111192542257404_540427_7704999_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lvlvaSveU-c/TebrLmjLI6I/AAAAAAAAFbw/okf_52Md2rg/s400/246759_201849476525043_111192542257404_540427_7704999_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Photos with the SUPERSIX and our GLs.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JZweO1qW4rw/TebrQS0M_QI/AAAAAAAAFcU/gl_QLKJuhWY/s1600/250532_201837489859575_111192542257404_540286_6077401_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JZweO1qW4rw/TebrQS0M_QI/AAAAAAAAFcU/gl_QLKJuhWY/s400/250532_201837489859575_111192542257404_540286_6077401_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Starting our cheer.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tVo-3z0P-g0/TebrMVmyqDI/AAAAAAAAFb0/uOcx0CMyp0U/s1600/247004_201837666526224_111192542257404_540289_6226054_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tVo-3z0P-g0/TebrMVmyqDI/AAAAAAAAFb0/uOcx0CMyp0U/s400/247004_201837666526224_111192542257404_540289_6226054_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jason's FAVOURITE chair. &lt;br /&gt;I was very afraid of crashing Huda cause she's the one holding me up!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;After performance, we wait for other group to finish theirs and back to bunk to pack our stuff! then back to T11 for the result! and you all know I KENNA TAUPOK. I'm the second layer somemore! so you can see it's a miracle that i actually survived! i thought it's only our group that taupok but who knows senior came join in also! and the poor me is like screaming for help! It last for very long somemore! HEAVY DIE ME. KANNA TAUPOK BY 10HEAVY PPL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mlptrMntp8k/TebrPnd91mI/AAAAAAAAFcQ/-980f03ic24/s1600/248154_201849536525037_111192542257404_540429_3207063_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-mlptrMntp8k/TebrPnd91mI/AAAAAAAAFcQ/-980f03ic24/s400/248154_201849536525037_111192542257404_540429_3207063_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;SEE GLORIA AT THERE LAUGH TILL SO HAPPY.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-l2-C12x4vtw/TebrQ-t9fVI/AAAAAAAAFcY/vkAhSe6g08w/s1600/250604_201850033191654_111192542257404_540438_6652104_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-l2-C12x4vtw/TebrQ-t9fVI/AAAAAAAAFcY/vkAhSe6g08w/s400/250604_201850033191654_111192542257404_540438_6652104_n.jpg" width="267" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UJ2ocm2IYco/TebrPIlOCNI/AAAAAAAAFcM/E6VHzwDHgJc/s1600/248119_201853429857981_111192542257404_540498_6141066_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="266" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-UJ2ocm2IYco/TebrPIlOCNI/AAAAAAAAFcM/E6VHzwDHgJc/s400/248119_201853429857981_111192542257404_540498_6141066_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;ALL CAMPERS AND SENIORS!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Enjoyed myself alot during the camp! the funs and laughter and teasing. haha! I'm so glad to see my group again during the training!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7763873165292808329-6255088960553804010?l=getme-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7763873165292808329/posts/default/6255088960553804010'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7763873165292808329/posts/default/6255088960553804010'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getme-out.blogspot.com/2011/05/gusto-camp-135-to-155.html' title='GUSTO Camp! (13/5 to 15/5)'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14474373764427919099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6YxbpE-ahOg/TbdlVrykBkI/AAAAAAAAFWo/xf-H1lz_rA4/s220/SAM_0235.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_-uCvkky9R4/TebrIA9rNtI/AAAAAAAAFbU/RzR3s3gjqsc/s72-c/224138_199861336723857_111192542257404_527643_3448272_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7763873165292808329.post-8781238055775173437</id><published>2011-05-10T11:09:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-30T11:15:14.182+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Trip to FushionPolis!</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RQcnkDIM1YQ/TeMKr6e6fsI/AAAAAAAAFas/d6EHScLj5eU/s1600/SAM_0345.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RQcnkDIM1YQ/TeMKr6e6fsI/AAAAAAAAFas/d6EHScLj5eU/s400/SAM_0345.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Class of CYOT/FT/1B/29 !&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zCUnIWZqCWs/TeMKu5hMA-I/AAAAAAAAFaw/eT8NaaQAqMs/s1600/SAM_0347.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-zCUnIWZqCWs/TeMKu5hMA-I/AAAAAAAAFaw/eT8NaaQAqMs/s400/SAM_0347.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;With our lecturer!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Right after our lesson, wait till 3plus to go to this fusionpolis thingy for our idiscover module. The invention there is sh0zxc c00lzx. but the result of having to write 1000word of reflection is NOT cool at all. Enjoy my day with them. ^^&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7763873165292808329-8781238055775173437?l=getme-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7763873165292808329/posts/default/8781238055775173437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7763873165292808329/posts/default/8781238055775173437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getme-out.blogspot.com/2011/05/trip-to-fushionpolis.html' title='Trip to FushionPolis!'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14474373764427919099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6YxbpE-ahOg/TbdlVrykBkI/AAAAAAAAFWo/xf-H1lz_rA4/s220/SAM_0235.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-RQcnkDIM1YQ/TeMKr6e6fsI/AAAAAAAAFas/d6EHScLj5eU/s72-c/SAM_0345.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7763873165292808329.post-2322656291926579952</id><published>2011-05-09T11:10:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-23T11:24:54.638+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Belated birthday celebration for xinkai!</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dbjt1VHQb40/TdnRM1fQ6tI/AAAAAAAAFao/WIB9vkwEpIo/s1600/SAM_0330.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dbjt1VHQb40/TdnRM1fQ6tI/AAAAAAAAFao/WIB9vkwEpIo/s320/SAM_0330.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy birthday 18th xinkai!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Xinkai birthday falls on sat, and there's no school so shaz msg me and we plan a belated celebration for him! It's like so last minute, and already at late night, so i was rather scare that the plan might fail and we wouldnt be able to surprise him. Butttt, who know's our class people are all night owls so all of them agree!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since Xinkai seldom follow us, so it's quite easy to surprise him laaa. After SMM lesson, went to have our lunch and got a cake from Polarrrrrr. Apparently we have to find excuses to ask him come find us, so Sean like lied and he came and sarpriseeeee him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oKea6bx8dKc/TdnQ_xrLHvI/AAAAAAAAFaY/AFDoJkLAlAk/s1600/SAM_0327.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oKea6bx8dKc/TdnQ_xrLHvI/AAAAAAAAFaY/AFDoJkLAlAk/s320/SAM_0327.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happyboy1993&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fruSYTvFcCs/TdnREW-PuyI/AAAAAAAAFac/3qzld09tJkg/s1600/SAM_0319.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fruSYTvFcCs/TdnREW-PuyI/AAAAAAAAFac/3qzld09tJkg/s320/SAM_0319.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;card prepared by mich and written by all of us!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FKNUT2CZ4Zk/TdnRHo39R3I/AAAAAAAAFag/nNQ7AJbRouo/s1600/SAM_0320.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="240" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FKNUT2CZ4Zk/TdnRHo39R3I/AAAAAAAAFag/nNQ7AJbRouo/s320/SAM_0320.JPG" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--x0PqDrq8eQ/TdnRKVE7xPI/AAAAAAAAFak/DDEUZeaQEjY/s1600/SAM_0329.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/--x0PqDrq8eQ/TdnRKVE7xPI/AAAAAAAAFak/DDEUZeaQEjY/s320/SAM_0329.JPG" width="240" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Chiat, davin got the look of, "hmmm, how can i cake him ltr"&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;And yesss, of course this kind of &amp;nbsp;'celebration' involves caking the birthday boy. so yaaa, his face kanna cake, but very mild on his face cause he no bring clothes and our classmates are tooooooooo kind. Alrighttt, ciaooozx.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7763873165292808329-2322656291926579952?l=getme-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7763873165292808329/posts/default/2322656291926579952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7763873165292808329/posts/default/2322656291926579952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getme-out.blogspot.com/2011/05/belated-birthday-celebration-for-xinkai.html' title='Belated birthday celebration for xinkai!'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14474373764427919099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6YxbpE-ahOg/TbdlVrykBkI/AAAAAAAAFWo/xf-H1lz_rA4/s220/SAM_0235.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-dbjt1VHQb40/TdnRM1fQ6tI/AAAAAAAAFao/WIB9vkwEpIo/s72-c/SAM_0330.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7763873165292808329.post-6932385281351817620</id><published>2011-04-29T11:53:00.030+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-16T12:55:22.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FOR: BBQ gathering!</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1XyPTJ3Ex5g/TdCgtaQA2KI/AAAAAAAAFaE/InUysIescTc/s1600/SAM_0283.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1XyPTJ3Ex5g/TdCgtaQA2KI/AAAAAAAAFaE/InUysIescTc/s400/SAM_0283.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;CYOT/FT/1B/29 !&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Went to the bbq gathering with my class! Okay, just some only, the rest couldn't make it or don't wanna go.... Today is like very rushing 'cause our lesson actually ended like 5plus. Went home and put our stuff and we meet at bedok at 730. of course, everyone was lateeee. Was rushing all the way after school ended for us. Yenting came woodlands to meet me first, then we went to sembawang to meet shaz, and then to bishan to meet up with vince and xinkai. After meeting up, head to bedok to meet with the rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that went to shengshiong to buy drinks with daniel, and then headed to ECP! Reach there was like kinda of boring cause we dont really know the people there. So we went to mac for our late dinner! After that went back to the pit to find AFEEEEEEEFAH and then took photos! Left there around 11plus and was rushing again for the last train! Reach home around 1plus i think(?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oyNueM2jbvY/TdCgrfKVe5I/AAAAAAAAFaA/d4s-fVXXFsw/s1600/SAM_0288.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-oyNueM2jbvY/TdCgrfKVe5I/AAAAAAAAFaA/d4s-fVXXFsw/s400/SAM_0288.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;With Weibin/Kenny!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-c68NzSJ9T2I/TdCgvk3fkBI/AAAAAAAAFaI/8-T_LSoVyHo/s1600/SAM_0291.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-c68NzSJ9T2I/TdCgvk3fkBI/AAAAAAAAFaI/8-T_LSoVyHo/s400/SAM_0291.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;With yenting!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6601ptQWUdg/TdCgxFx43FI/AAAAAAAAFaM/Qpvgkd5w3pk/s1600/SAM_0298.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6601ptQWUdg/TdCgxFx43FI/AAAAAAAAFaM/Qpvgkd5w3pk/s400/SAM_0298.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;With my pig, hidir!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-n3v9XKpcb4E/TdCg1ZoVsgI/AAAAAAAAFaQ/uj-1Xkd3XUw/s1600/SAM_0316.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-n3v9XKpcb4E/TdCg1ZoVsgI/AAAAAAAAFaQ/uj-1Xkd3XUw/s400/SAM_0316.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Epic face with shazzzzz!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1032485905"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span id="goog_1032485906"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7763873165292808329-6932385281351817620?l=getme-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7763873165292808329/posts/default/6932385281351817620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7763873165292808329/posts/default/6932385281351817620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getme-out.blogspot.com/2011/04/for-bbq-gathering.html' title='FOR: BBQ gathering!'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14474373764427919099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6YxbpE-ahOg/TbdlVrykBkI/AAAAAAAAFWo/xf-H1lz_rA4/s220/SAM_0235.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1XyPTJ3Ex5g/TdCgtaQA2KI/AAAAAAAAFaE/InUysIescTc/s72-c/SAM_0283.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7763873165292808329.post-1985744513842362157</id><published>2011-04-21T09:38:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-10T21:36:12.991+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CYOT/FT/1B/29!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eWTa4KlJs3k/TcCuecYpiwI/AAAAAAAAFZw/QRQhH2e6wt4/s1600/222600_10150176976543898_680558897_6602976_4970931_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eWTa4KlJs3k/TcCuecYpiwI/AAAAAAAAFZw/QRQhH2e6wt4/s400/222600_10150176976543898_680558897_6602976_4970931_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CYOT/FT/1B/29, a class that bring me laughter and feel so irritated. LOL. During the second day of orientation, we met each other, and 'explore' around the school and took photos, yes, with some missing 'cause of some issues. Initially only those who went for orientation bonds, but slowly the rest came in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This will be my class for 1year, and i think i will turn crazy within 1term lo! like seriously, Shaz and vincent make me so crazyyyyyyy. i've so much fun with them and i think i laugh alot and turn high so easily. LOL.&amp;nbsp;Poly life have been so exciting for me so far, so fun people, but so boring module. i hope java will love me and i will TRY my best to love him back too. HAHAHAHAHHAHAHA&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7763873165292808329-1985744513842362157?l=getme-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7763873165292808329/posts/default/1985744513842362157'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7763873165292808329/posts/default/1985744513842362157'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getme-out.blogspot.com/2011/04/cyotft1b29.html' title='CYOT/FT/1B/29!'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14474373764427919099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6YxbpE-ahOg/TbdlVrykBkI/AAAAAAAAFWo/xf-H1lz_rA4/s220/SAM_0235.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eWTa4KlJs3k/TcCuecYpiwI/AAAAAAAAFZw/QRQhH2e6wt4/s72-c/222600_10150176976543898_680558897_6602976_4970931_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7763873165292808329.post-6210332523069122311</id><published>2011-04-11T00:13:00.018+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-04T09:28:12.157+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Meeting up with AH MO.</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Euezs-vnJ-c/Tb7Yg7fAFXI/AAAAAAAAFZo/3odfk77y4uQ/s1600/SAM_0216.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Euezs-vnJ-c/Tb7Yg7fAFXI/AAAAAAAAFZo/3odfk77y4uQ/s400/SAM_0216.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;focusing on frying the ice cream. hehehe&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the first day of orientation before poly officially starts, met up with Don; AHMO after that. hehehehe. Random meet up 'cause we've like both crave for grill steamboat then we met up to have it. LOL. So after the orientation, domo came to meet me at dover, then we train down to marina square for the YUKI YAKI.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This stupid domo forever make me laugh like a retard when we go out de lo. Like always crap and etc, make me like a fool. So we had our lunch at YUKI YAKI, and as usual, the food we take is too much, and i keep on pushing all the remaining food to domo 'cause i'm too full. HAHAHAHA. Note: don't ask me to go out eating buffet cause i eat very lil = waste money in the end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we got sick of the grill, firstly 'cause stupid domo dk how cook, then the oil keep splatter on me. second is i cant wait to play with the ice cream. HAHAHAHA. then we tell the person for the ice cream thingy, and i help ahmo fried. hehehehe, so fun frying the ice cream, but there's only a few flavour of ice cream, so it's so boring after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After YUKI YAKI is movie at GV! Watched the 'Rio' in the end. we're like having so much thing that we wanted to do, like kbox, pool etc. LOL. After movieeeeeeeeeeeeee, we went home. Wanted to take photo with him but he's been an asshole by keep on rejecting me. sad die me. Home around 8plus! So tiringgggg.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7763873165292808329-6210332523069122311?l=getme-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7763873165292808329/posts/default/6210332523069122311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7763873165292808329/posts/default/6210332523069122311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getme-out.blogspot.com/2011/04/meeting-up-with-ah-mo.html' title='Meeting up with AH MO.'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14474373764427919099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6YxbpE-ahOg/TbdlVrykBkI/AAAAAAAAFWo/xf-H1lz_rA4/s220/SAM_0235.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Euezs-vnJ-c/Tb7Yg7fAFXI/AAAAAAAAFZo/3odfk77y4uQ/s72-c/SAM_0216.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7763873165292808329.post-5905141133934874675</id><published>2011-04-06T10:32:00.015+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-30T10:45:18.134+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Girly girl day.</title><content type='html'>&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-igYw3uAeGiY/Tbt13lBo4hI/AAAAAAAAFXM/dGKO9NXy6gs/s1600/1.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-igYw3uAeGiY/Tbt13lBo4hI/AAAAAAAAFXM/dGKO9NXy6gs/s400/1.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;My four girls&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;It's been so long since the girls last hang out together, as always, there will be a missing person. This time, it's tanahfong and chuaahping. So, only me, qi, wy, cm and lh make it. Initial plan was to go shopping, but we went to marsiling CC there for a KTV session. hehehehe. It's actually my first time going to sing infront of my friends. yaaaaa, i'mma shygirl1993. HAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-M6TeSmse6OI/Tbt13lMLtLI/AAAAAAAAFXU/_q_2IhVbKpY/s1600/2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-M6TeSmse6OI/Tbt13lMLtLI/AAAAAAAAFXU/_q_2IhVbKpY/s400/2.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;i love my cam mannn, can take group shot with no heads cutting out.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;So we actually sing for like 3hours? then headed back to CWP to satisfy our craves for sushi @ sakae, but sadly the sakae there close down alrd cause of renovation. -.- So in the end we make our way to the next nearest sakae, which is at semb, sun plaza. BUTTTTTTT. again, disappointment 'cause there's no buffet thingy alrd! Then we've no choice but to eat those ala carte one. -_- After having our dinner, we went home. hehehehehehe. love my girls, no matter where we go, there's always so much fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tS4DEc-lOiM/Tbt13xtZkJI/AAAAAAAAFXc/ZsLQKCTD1kk/s1600/3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-tS4DEc-lOiM/Tbt13xtZkJI/AAAAAAAAFXc/ZsLQKCTD1kk/s400/3.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;My annoying girlfriend, Lihao&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7DivEJ3NEA8/Tbt14OKkm-I/AAAAAAAAFXk/VaN1Jdn34aY/s1600/215971_1802043983406_1609032541_1786084_2220688_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-7DivEJ3NEA8/Tbt14OKkm-I/AAAAAAAAFXk/VaN1Jdn34aY/s400/215971_1802043983406_1609032541_1786084_2220688_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;LOVE MY GIRLS. &amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3&amp;lt;3&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7763873165292808329-5905141133934874675?l=getme-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7763873165292808329/posts/default/5905141133934874675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7763873165292808329/posts/default/5905141133934874675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getme-out.blogspot.com/2011/04/girly-girl-day.html' title='Girly girl day.'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14474373764427919099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6YxbpE-ahOg/TbdlVrykBkI/AAAAAAAAFWo/xf-H1lz_rA4/s220/SAM_0235.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-igYw3uAeGiY/Tbt13lBo4hI/AAAAAAAAFXM/dGKO9NXy6gs/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7763873165292808329.post-50620036220196735</id><published>2011-03-26T10:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-05-03T00:21:11.489+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Pinic with cousins*!</title><content type='html'>Last year may, we went for a picnic at barrage and this year, we did in on the april.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OhetBxayCdo/Tbt5pDxGA3I/AAAAAAAAFXs/Q8uq8DpdhxI/s1600/31641_1428981853619_1505026104_1091569_5869933_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OhetBxayCdo/Tbt5pDxGA3I/AAAAAAAAFXs/Q8uq8DpdhxI/s400/31641_1428981853619_1505026104_1091569_5869933_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The cousins* @ May '10&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;We named ourselves as cousins 'cause we're really a big group and during last year cny, we took a photo at mel's place and it really look like a big family. I'm so glad to know them through nuffnang/twitter/blogs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4UnWUORGWoA/Tbt5xcYfJUI/AAAAAAAAFXw/A_4MQgqElIc/s1600/SAM_6616.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4UnWUORGWoA/Tbt5xcYfJUI/AAAAAAAAFXw/A_4MQgqElIc/s400/SAM_6616.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The cousins* @ April '11&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;Looking back at the may'10 and april'11 photo, i realised there's so much changes. No more golden hair for andy, no more black hair for me, and other changes too. One year can change so much, wow. Anyway jiaqi suggested that we all wear different colour of clothes which make us look colourful, so unlike our usual style. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wl84JiJ2VuU/Tbt6AWS0SAI/AAAAAAAAFX0/kHy80pKzAEw/s1600/SAM_6573.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wl84JiJ2VuU/Tbt6AWS0SAI/AAAAAAAAFX0/kHy80pKzAEw/s400/SAM_6573.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;instaxs, polaroid!&amp;nbsp;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;There's always alot of camera showing up when we met up, taking photos 'cause everyone will be like enthu in it, not like some will paiseh say, aiya, dont take la etc. That's what i love about bloggers, never fail to take lots of photos to keep mememories.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-m-W1Rw6t6E4/Tbt6EcIGYzI/AAAAAAAAFX4/5SYhc0bMWsY/s1600/SAM_6597.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-m-W1Rw6t6E4/Tbt6EcIGYzI/AAAAAAAAFX4/5SYhc0bMWsY/s400/SAM_6597.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Indian poker!!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;This game is the game that i dread the most if it has forfeit! 'cause there's nothing much for us to do, we played this indian poker, and you know right, they actually played with forfeit, the smallest card you got, means you lose! and you gotta eat the mix food thing, eg like mixed agar agar with potato chips or strawberry &amp;nbsp;or chocolate, so disgusting can! Luckily i'm the most heng one, never kanna the smallest or suay suay someone else before or after me got it. I'm so honest in this game lo, 'cause i really help them to change the card if it's the smallest. hheheh, that's why maybe i didn't kanna got 'cause i'm too honest. HAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PHOTO SPAMS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BMOtvBZw8XE/Tbt6HpSqI-I/AAAAAAAAFX8/qDSTC6lno3E/s1600/SAM_6628.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-BMOtvBZw8XE/Tbt6HpSqI-I/AAAAAAAAFX8/qDSTC6lno3E/s400/SAM_6628.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;The ladies: Joyce, Yingzi, me, Jiaqi&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tID74gsnPLs/Tbt6TE2Vh5I/AAAAAAAAFYI/pwLjE8ipB44/s1600/SAM_6654.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-tID74gsnPLs/Tbt6TE2Vh5I/AAAAAAAAFYI/pwLjE8ipB44/s400/SAM_6654.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Joyce, jiaqi, mel, yingzi, me&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9t_ErBKhF3Q/Tbt6ZTGvvZI/AAAAAAAAFYU/qZw0VVgM93g/s1600/SAM_6657.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9t_ErBKhF3Q/Tbt6ZTGvvZI/AAAAAAAAFYU/qZw0VVgM93g/s400/SAM_6657.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me and jiaqi&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Kk2ga8Ss1iw/Tbt6dFb9MsI/AAAAAAAAFYc/WeBDpKSlPdk/s1600/SAM_6661.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Kk2ga8Ss1iw/Tbt6dFb9MsI/AAAAAAAAFYc/WeBDpKSlPdk/s400/SAM_6661.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me, mel, yingzi and andy&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8dhUfawzXfA/Tbt6flLqUYI/AAAAAAAAFYg/ltVA3UNrqhI/s1600/SAM_6662.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8dhUfawzXfA/Tbt6flLqUYI/AAAAAAAAFYg/ltVA3UNrqhI/s400/SAM_6662.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jiaqi, me, mel&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9E6J2YoNMX4/Tbt6hwfpeqI/AAAAAAAAFYk/NuwQqmqZlOw/s1600/SAM_6664.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-9E6J2YoNMX4/Tbt6hwfpeqI/AAAAAAAAFYk/NuwQqmqZlOw/s400/SAM_6664.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Don, ash, andy&lt;br /&gt;Jiaqi, me, yingzi, mel&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3pR7cHb5XZk/Tbt6kYi66SI/AAAAAAAAFYo/5TXN1PoTX7o/s1600/SAM_6666.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-3pR7cHb5XZk/Tbt6kYi66SI/AAAAAAAAFYo/5TXN1PoTX7o/s400/SAM_6666.JPG" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Jiaqi, andy, me&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-raDx6H5xqwk/Tbt6m3qzEHI/AAAAAAAAFYs/b-tZy5B9K7Q/s1600/SAM_6667.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-raDx6H5xqwk/Tbt6m3qzEHI/AAAAAAAAFYs/b-tZy5B9K7Q/s400/SAM_6667.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DhHb1kayqW0/Tbt6o2zIJdI/AAAAAAAAFYw/oqFVgFs32CU/s1600/SAM_6722.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-DhHb1kayqW0/Tbt6o2zIJdI/AAAAAAAAFYw/oqFVgFs32CU/s400/SAM_6722.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Instaxs taken, there's actually moreeee.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Fq6a4nGik64/Tbt6qa83sQI/AAAAAAAAFY0/mCv_cJ7ECG4/s1600/SAM_6724.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Fq6a4nGik64/Tbt6qa83sQI/AAAAAAAAFY0/mCv_cJ7ECG4/s400/SAM_6724.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Happy cousins*&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wirP-pKsZs4/Tbt7YxAUUrI/AAAAAAAAFZQ/SUK46LQC8Cc/s1600/190688_10150124207754262_578969261_6735742_8221760_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wirP-pKsZs4/Tbt7YxAUUrI/AAAAAAAAFZQ/SUK46LQC8Cc/s400/190688_10150124207754262_578969261_6735742_8221760_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;As always, we keep on taking photos. hehehehehe. love them.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5YBYzy2dEzg/Tbt7ZLgcVjI/AAAAAAAAFZU/fErtJyuCaiA/s1600/190755_10150124215349262_578969261_6735833_4230825_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-5YBYzy2dEzg/Tbt7ZLgcVjI/AAAAAAAAFZU/fErtJyuCaiA/s400/190755_10150124215349262_578969261_6735833_4230825_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;Andy brought bottles of bubbles along, and i played with it. so child-like leh me. LOL. Enjoying blowing the bubbles. feel like the past.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-U-7ec4ImRXk/Tbt7ZilrW5I/AAAAAAAAFZY/7CMR9Ujyym0/s1600/198117_10150124214259262_578969261_6735821_1576146_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-U-7ec4ImRXk/Tbt7ZilrW5I/AAAAAAAAFZY/7CMR9Ujyym0/s400/198117_10150124214259262_578969261_6735821_1576146_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;I'mma happygirl1993&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QsIfKibgkr8/Tbt7Z2qcGkI/AAAAAAAAFZc/E7BLo0Ih2Vk/s1600/199645_10150124214759262_578969261_6735825_6270153_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QsIfKibgkr8/Tbt7Z2qcGkI/AAAAAAAAFZc/E7BLo0Ih2Vk/s400/199645_10150124214759262_578969261_6735825_6270153_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mel came in join me also!&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ukBS-MPmtIE/Tbt7avoiYBI/AAAAAAAAFZk/EF1avbop_HQ/s1600/200297_10150124215519262_578969261_6735835_1623588_n.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ukBS-MPmtIE/Tbt7avoiYBI/AAAAAAAAFZk/EF1avbop_HQ/s400/200297_10150124215519262_578969261_6735835_1623588_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;-wondering how andy can blow out so much bubbles-&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4zedfKZyOus/Tbt6sVaa8qI/AAAAAAAAFY4/zutnuMGtMeI/s1600/SAM_6735.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4zedfKZyOus/Tbt6sVaa8qI/AAAAAAAAFY4/zutnuMGtMeI/s400/SAM_6735.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;Me and andy&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-4zedfKZyOus/Tbt6sVaa8qI/AAAAAAAAFY4/zutnuMGtMeI/s1600/SAM_6735.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TgTOD7U8qfI/Tbt6xUsZgWI/AAAAAAAAFZA/z8z9qobuVSA/s1600/SAM_6749.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TgTOD7U8qfI/Tbt6xUsZgWI/AAAAAAAAFZA/z8z9qobuVSA/s400/SAM_6749.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tl6iqGgRX1k/Tbt6z4d6HtI/AAAAAAAAFZE/a_bMAlJ1u5s/s1600/SAM_6750.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-tl6iqGgRX1k/Tbt6z4d6HtI/AAAAAAAAFZE/a_bMAlJ1u5s/s400/SAM_6750.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-n-hZoEPFGqA/Tbt62Rn3_jI/AAAAAAAAFZI/r3k7DBwiN28/s1600/SAM_6753.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-n-hZoEPFGqA/Tbt62Rn3_jI/AAAAAAAAFZI/r3k7DBwiN28/s400/SAM_6753.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UHOHkF7_gYw/Tbt64mThE4I/AAAAAAAAFZM/2gkKgQI8Pks/s1600/SAM_6756.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-UHOHkF7_gYw/Tbt64mThE4I/AAAAAAAAFZM/2gkKgQI8Pks/s400/SAM_6756.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Slacking at marina square mac and they started playing monopoly deal. that's the only game that i wouldnt understand. so chimologyzx. Left around 10plus while the rest continue with their monopoly game. I always enjoy every single outing with them.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7763873165292808329-50620036220196735?l=getme-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7763873165292808329/posts/default/50620036220196735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7763873165292808329/posts/default/50620036220196735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getme-out.blogspot.com/2011/04/pinic-with-cousins.html' title='Pinic with cousins*!'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14474373764427919099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6YxbpE-ahOg/TbdlVrykBkI/AAAAAAAAFWo/xf-H1lz_rA4/s220/SAM_0235.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-OhetBxayCdo/Tbt5pDxGA3I/AAAAAAAAFXs/Q8uq8DpdhxI/s72-c/31641_1428981853619_1505026104_1091569_5869933_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7763873165292808329.post-3182191709038575558</id><published>2011-03-13T10:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-03-13T10:56:22.414+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My source of laughter</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Customer: I'm looking for a vacuum bag.&lt;br /&gt;Me: Eh, looking for vacuum....bag.&lt;br /&gt;(Shawn walks behind the customer and Fidarus)&lt;br /&gt;Shawn (turns back): Huh? what you say? Vacuum bag? (immediately turns away and walk off)&lt;br /&gt;Me: WTF. SO REALISTIC! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just because the customer is looking for the BAG and not the vacuum, shawn don't want go serve. like wth!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7763873165292808329-3182191709038575558?l=getme-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7763873165292808329/posts/default/3182191709038575558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7763873165292808329/posts/default/3182191709038575558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getme-out.blogspot.com/2011/03/my-source-of-laughter.html' title='My source of laughter'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14474373764427919099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6YxbpE-ahOg/TbdlVrykBkI/AAAAAAAAFWo/xf-H1lz_rA4/s220/SAM_0235.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7763873165292808329.post-3733768974048039957</id><published>2011-02-28T12:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-28T12:23:43.352+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reflections</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QLLuL9N3mE0/TWsfUDCbAyI/AAAAAAAAFWI/MR95GtBp0_s/s1600/IMG_0997.jpg" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="400" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QLLuL9N3mE0/TWsfUDCbAyI/AAAAAAAAFWI/MR95GtBp0_s/s400/IMG_0997.jpg" width="300" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had been working so long, and i learned alot of things. From nick, and from the customers i had serve 'cause they sometimes really ask stupid questions which i have to think immediately and asked back nick if i answered them correctly not. Seriously some customers are just eat finish nothing to do type, who likes to come and disturb. Maybe they're bored or smth, no one to entertain them at home, so come and disturb us only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday night, while i was waiting for Lihao to end work, i was like talking to ray, and i learn something new, which makes me reflect bout it. He told me, if he's the sales rep of my company, all of the promoters confirm die.&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt; 'If philips can sold 2 to 3 GS per day even when they have so many other things to focus on, and you, novita, only focus on GS, can only sell 1 or 2 per day, isn't it something wrong with you?'&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; I meant like, this question really hits me hard. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What's the point of staying in the front, when you don't ask people what they wanna find? Are you so sure that they will be finding rice cooker or other things for sure? can't you just wash from steam iron to GS? I admit that i've been really slack recently, i was really chiong for sales right after nick taught me bout sales talk and etc, and i had successfully wash from steam iron to GS. Like, i can do it. But the question is, &lt;b&gt;do you wanna do it not?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although there's not much people looking for GS every single day, but i could at least try to catch some customer and psycho them on purchasing my product. It's not that i couldn't get sales. It's just that i'm waiting for sales to come to me, which is not possible 'cause the philips are really enthu is catching customers to boost their sales. If they can do it, why not me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think i'm just plain lazy or i just wanna stay at the back of the aircon side and wait for the philips to pass sales to me. Sigh, this can't carry on. I need to stay infront and ask people what they are looking for and chiong for my sales when i'm at cwp. AMK is not a problem cause the garment steamer are all on my side, so yea.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7763873165292808329-3733768974048039957?l=getme-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7763873165292808329/posts/default/3733768974048039957'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7763873165292808329/posts/default/3733768974048039957'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getme-out.blogspot.com/2011/02/reflections.html' title='Reflections'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14474373764427919099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6YxbpE-ahOg/TbdlVrykBkI/AAAAAAAAFWo/xf-H1lz_rA4/s220/SAM_0235.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-QLLuL9N3mE0/TWsfUDCbAyI/AAAAAAAAFWI/MR95GtBp0_s/s72-c/IMG_0997.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7763873165292808329.post-7734159161041365218</id><published>2011-02-25T11:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-28T12:05:07.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gathering &amp; Steamboat @Yingzi's</title><content type='html'>On a saturday, i met up with the oyasumi peeps and went for movie 'Just go with it' with them, before heading to meeting the bloggers at yingzi's. It's been a long time since we ever met up, and there's always someone missing one person on the outing, anyway we're going on the zoo on the 9th, hopefully we can have fun againzxzx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after the movie end, headed to yingzi's place for steamboat. actually quite guilty la, 'cause i'm like late, and almost everyone was there already. :/ So, a photo before we 'lou hei'!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--LbAxnED8lA/TWseDd8kzdI/AAAAAAAAFV4/H00whvEnoG4/s1600/180379_10150140889985631_752160630_8674335_3658264_n.jpg" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--LbAxnED8lA/TWseDd8kzdI/AAAAAAAAFV4/H00whvEnoG4/s400/180379_10150140889985631_752160630_8674335_3658264_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You should be able to think how 'hiong' the lou hei is, as everyone hand is full of the veggies. LOL. smart me never really gotten any of the food on my hand, but some -looks for weijie- people just want to make my hand dirty by throwing it on my hand when we're posing for the photo. i faster throw away the chopstick. hahahahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BzuqTtB3OFQ/TWseDoZrEMI/AAAAAAAAFWA/w4Rt01dimrQ/s1600/182876_10150140891010631_752160630_8674353_7720702_n.jpg" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BzuqTtB3OFQ/TWseDoZrEMI/AAAAAAAAFWA/w4Rt01dimrQ/s400/182876_10150140891010631_752160630_8674353_7720702_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lastly, to end this post, a group photo! xoxo&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7763873165292808329-7734159161041365218?l=getme-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7763873165292808329/posts/default/7734159161041365218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7763873165292808329/posts/default/7734159161041365218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getme-out.blogspot.com/2011/02/gathering-steamboat-yingzis.html' title='Gathering &amp; Steamboat @Yingzi&apos;s'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14474373764427919099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6YxbpE-ahOg/TbdlVrykBkI/AAAAAAAAFWo/xf-H1lz_rA4/s220/SAM_0235.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--LbAxnED8lA/TWseDd8kzdI/AAAAAAAAFV4/H00whvEnoG4/s72-c/180379_10150140889985631_752160630_8674335_3658264_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7763873165292808329.post-1424605170350866811</id><published>2011-02-20T23:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-20T23:08:52.196+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CNY 5th day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aPk5Jkdx-X4/TWEspRReQaI/AAAAAAAAFVw/TBfGIKQbE-8/s1600/IMG_0976.jpg" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aPk5Jkdx-X4/TWEspRReQaI/AAAAAAAAFVw/TBfGIKQbE-8/s400/IMG_0976.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the 4th day, JL, JQ and Joyce came to my house for steamboat, and they randomly ask to go out the next day. In the end only me, JL, JQ and Andy went out. Had bowling/pool/arcades, not forgetting the always keep us excited -- 'CUT THE ROPE' ! This game never fails to train our patience!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7763873165292808329-1424605170350866811?l=getme-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7763873165292808329/posts/default/1424605170350866811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7763873165292808329/posts/default/1424605170350866811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getme-out.blogspot.com/2011/02/cny-5th-day.html' title='CNY 5th day'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14474373764427919099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6YxbpE-ahOg/TbdlVrykBkI/AAAAAAAAFWo/xf-H1lz_rA4/s220/SAM_0235.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-aPk5Jkdx-X4/TWEspRReQaI/AAAAAAAAFVw/TBfGIKQbE-8/s72-c/IMG_0976.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7763873165292808329.post-3716538112918244049</id><published>2011-02-17T22:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-17T22:49:23.355+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CNY 3rd day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-alyMiVaLJVU/TV0x2Qa74eI/AAAAAAAAFVg/Aw49-dsttlg/s1600/IMG_0925.JPG" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-alyMiVaLJVU/TV0x2Qa74eI/AAAAAAAAFVg/Aw49-dsttlg/s400/IMG_0925.JPG" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know i'm slow in blogging out my CNY when today is already end of CNY. LOL. I just don't have the right mood to blog, or idk what to blog. Went over to Joyce's house on the third day and played blackjack. i won money! Like, idk how. but my luck is very good that day. so much for saying rooster luck is like shit this year. i won money, saw it you idiot fortune teller?! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rcgGqVSgfhQ/TV0zCGQW3fI/AAAAAAAAFVo/M4kHLn38dKA/s1600/180954_10150137074910631_752160630_8618858_7113759_n.jpg" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rcgGqVSgfhQ/TV0zCGQW3fI/AAAAAAAAFVo/M4kHLn38dKA/s400/180954_10150137074910631_752160630_8618858_7113759_n.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went over to the nearby park and starter playing with sparkles and took photos. Home around 10plus while weijie and yingzi went over to jinglong's house for overnight mahjong.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7763873165292808329-3716538112918244049?l=getme-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7763873165292808329/posts/default/3716538112918244049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7763873165292808329/posts/default/3716538112918244049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getme-out.blogspot.com/2011/02/cny-3rd-day.html' title='CNY 3rd day'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14474373764427919099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6YxbpE-ahOg/TbdlVrykBkI/AAAAAAAAFWo/xf-H1lz_rA4/s220/SAM_0235.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-alyMiVaLJVU/TV0x2Qa74eI/AAAAAAAAFVg/Aw49-dsttlg/s72-c/IMG_0925.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7763873165292808329.post-9198790953066531602</id><published>2011-02-08T23:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-08T23:55:59.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Via tumblr</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;"Just because I don’t text you, doesn’t mean I’m not wondering where you are. Just because I don’t call you, doesn’t mean I don’t miss your voice. Just because I don’t talk about you, doesn’t mean I’m not thinking about you. and Just because I don’t say it, doesn’t mean I don’t love you."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Love is letting go of the one you love, hoping that they will come back to you when they realize what they have lost"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Be who you are and say what you feel. Because those who mind doesn't matter, and those who matter doesn't mind"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Alot of people are afraid to say what they want. That's why they don't get what they want"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"I was afraid of love, I thought love took time, like a fine wine aging in the cellar. I was wrong. Love is there the moment you see that person, embrace it let it grow. follow your heart, not your mind"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"To truly love something, you must first give it a chance to fails. If it survives, it is going stronger than ever. Distance is a pure proof of this, and forever we will love if we survive"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Don't believe everything you think"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"That awkward moment when you hear something that kills you inside and having to act like you're fine"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Sometimes you just can't tell anybody how you really feels. Not because you don't know why. Not because you don't know your purpose. Not because you don't trust them. But because you can't find the right words to make them understand"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's so much on tumblr that i can't agree more with. These are just like how i feel.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7763873165292808329-9198790953066531602?l=getme-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7763873165292808329/posts/default/9198790953066531602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7763873165292808329/posts/default/9198790953066531602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getme-out.blogspot.com/2011/02/via-tumblr.html' title='Via tumblr'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14474373764427919099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6YxbpE-ahOg/TbdlVrykBkI/AAAAAAAAFWo/xf-H1lz_rA4/s220/SAM_0235.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7763873165292808329.post-7688651570732150815</id><published>2011-02-07T11:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-07T11:53:38.395+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chinese new year day 2</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K9psU8rnQcM/TU9saTHzjGI/AAAAAAAAFVM/IvrrJ6yMim8/s1600/IMG_0979.jpg" imageanchor="1"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="300" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K9psU8rnQcM/TU9saTHzjGI/AAAAAAAAFVM/IvrrJ6yMim8/s400/IMG_0979.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once a year gathering with the people up there. Sometimes i just wish that my relative could be more bonded and there will always be laughter in the house. But i guess it's impossible, unless i unborn. HAHAHAHAHA. Somemore my cousins don't hang out with us, or we are all busy with our own stuff and friends. lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7763873165292808329-7688651570732150815?l=getme-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7763873165292808329/posts/default/7688651570732150815'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7763873165292808329/posts/default/7688651570732150815'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getme-out.blogspot.com/2011/02/chinese-new-year-day-2.html' title='Chinese new year day 2'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14474373764427919099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6YxbpE-ahOg/TbdlVrykBkI/AAAAAAAAFWo/xf-H1lz_rA4/s220/SAM_0235.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K9psU8rnQcM/TU9saTHzjGI/AAAAAAAAFVM/IvrrJ6yMim8/s72-c/IMG_0979.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7763873165292808329.post-399884080509420611</id><published>2011-02-06T13:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2011-02-06T13:30:42.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Genting w jackass team</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K9psU8rnQcM/TU4x6gOZLRI/AAAAAAAAFUU/sVFJYZgKKT8/s1600/IMG_0654.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K9psU8rnQcM/TU4x6gOZLRI/AAAAAAAAFUU/sVFJYZgKKT8/s400/IMG_0654.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5570444670256360722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss the time we have fun at genting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7763873165292808329-399884080509420611?l=getme-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7763873165292808329/posts/default/399884080509420611'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7763873165292808329/posts/default/399884080509420611'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getme-out.blogspot.com/2011/02/genting-w-jackass-team.html' title='Genting w jackass team'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14474373764427919099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6YxbpE-ahOg/TbdlVrykBkI/AAAAAAAAFWo/xf-H1lz_rA4/s220/SAM_0235.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K9psU8rnQcM/TU4x6gOZLRI/AAAAAAAAFUU/sVFJYZgKKT8/s72-c/IMG_0654.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7763873165292808329.post-5672630838849134602</id><published>2011-01-27T14:09:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-27T14:18:49.742+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My future?</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K9psU8rnQcM/TUENcMWws7I/AAAAAAAAFUI/cjy357UsR-4/s1600/IMG_0900.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K9psU8rnQcM/TUENcMWws7I/AAAAAAAAFUI/cjy357UsR-4/s400/IMG_0900.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5566745392410833842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As all of you know that i've gotten my result like few weeks ago, and yesterday was the posting of school. I actually don't feel that nervous of what school i will be going etc, cause of my shitty result, as long as i got a place in poly, i'm contented. So yesterday morning, there's one stupid hamster who called me like way to early(?) aroubd 7plus in the morning even more kanchiong than me for my posting. LOL. and i was like ignoring him after replying one text msg. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9plus when i finally woke up, i saw this 10 over text msgs from different ppl, of course more texts by stupid hamster. So, i have to look for the MOE posting result cause it got spam down. LOL. And? i got into &lt;b&gt;SP, Information Technology&lt;/b&gt;. I don't know if i should be happy or not, but ok lah, at least it's at SP. Some say it's the best poly(?) in singapore? Like i careeeee. LOL. I'm just gonna finished up 3 bloody years at that course and get my ass out of that school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not those studying type, i study for the sake of studying. Going to poly would be a new start for my education, like again. So maybe it would change my mind to make me focus and get on a scholarship? idk. Anyway most of my friends are separated, some to NYP, some to RP, some to TP. oh well. It's gonna be a new start for everybody. Maybe we will still keep in contact each other? or will be stop after meeting new friends?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After poly start, i'll have to request to stop going to AMK counter or even other counter except for my lovely CWP counter. It's too tiring to run so many counters, having to attend to every details, like stock taking, cleanliness etc. I also have to get a life soon. I WANT GO TO KL LEHHHH. LET ME HAVE SOME MORE OFF DAY PLEASE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CNY is like next week. i can have more time resting already. Now i still yet to know bout my feb schedule. hopefully there wouldnt be any additional counter. -pray-&lt;br /&gt;Ciaos.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7763873165292808329-5672630838849134602?l=getme-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7763873165292808329/posts/default/5672630838849134602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7763873165292808329/posts/default/5672630838849134602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getme-out.blogspot.com/2011/01/my-future.html' title='My future?'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14474373764427919099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6YxbpE-ahOg/TbdlVrykBkI/AAAAAAAAFWo/xf-H1lz_rA4/s220/SAM_0235.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K9psU8rnQcM/TUENcMWws7I/AAAAAAAAFUI/cjy357UsR-4/s72-c/IMG_0900.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7763873165292808329.post-1747247567661465054</id><published>2011-01-20T13:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-20T13:59:15.223+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I need a getaway</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;To where? KL? Malacca? BKK? Idk. Apparently i'm sick of working, and wanted to take a long breakkkk, like maybe for 1month? of course my source of income would stop etc etc. But i really want to have a break! But i hate the fact that eg go Malaysia, you dk how to speak malay, then got this communication prob, like so does it when we goes to BKK. -_- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Poly will be starting on april(?) i think, so i really want to enjoy myself like once more before going to a hectic schedule like again. Anyway cny is like just around the corner, and i'm still not yet pprepared. like shit. I need more time to go shopping oiiieeeee. If only my mum is understanding enough. Sigh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7763873165292808329-1747247567661465054?l=getme-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7763873165292808329/posts/default/1747247567661465054'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7763873165292808329/posts/default/1747247567661465054'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getme-out.blogspot.com/2011/01/i-need-getaway.html' title='I need a getaway'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14474373764427919099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6YxbpE-ahOg/TbdlVrykBkI/AAAAAAAAFWo/xf-H1lz_rA4/s220/SAM_0235.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7763873165292808329.post-70408332848750349</id><published>2011-01-10T12:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-10T12:24:42.362+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Scare? Yes, of course</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K9psU8rnQcM/TSqJXXAfPRI/AAAAAAAAFUA/K5dj9sN7yS0/s1600/IMG_0911.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K9psU8rnQcM/TSqJXXAfPRI/AAAAAAAAFUA/K5dj9sN7yS0/s400/IMG_0911.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560407724348357906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1hour plus before getting my 'O' level result that i sat for last year. Scared of what will happen after i got my result? definately. Although people can say, "aiya, scare also no use, you cannot change the result also" yes, of course we can't change the result. But still we will blame ourselves for not able to achieve what we wanted in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know what would happen later, would i be bring a huge smile which i HOPE FOR to bugis and thank for answering my prayers? or would i be crying like a pathetic loser for not able to pass even though i had even my best? Idk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Best of luck.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7763873165292808329-70408332848750349?l=getme-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7763873165292808329/posts/default/70408332848750349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7763873165292808329/posts/default/70408332848750349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getme-out.blogspot.com/2011/01/scare-yes-of-course.html' title='Scare? Yes, of course'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14474373764427919099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6YxbpE-ahOg/TbdlVrykBkI/AAAAAAAAFWo/xf-H1lz_rA4/s220/SAM_0235.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K9psU8rnQcM/TSqJXXAfPRI/AAAAAAAAFUA/K5dj9sN7yS0/s72-c/IMG_0911.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7763873165292808329.post-3219262551641074950</id><published>2011-01-07T22:48:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-07T22:57:05.926+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Random interesting notes about me</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K9psU8rnQcM/TScoA-Q4y2I/AAAAAAAAFT4/h4oDyhrhU_k/s1600/IMG_0898.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K9psU8rnQcM/TScoA-Q4y2I/AAAAAAAAFT4/h4oDyhrhU_k/s400/IMG_0898.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5559456262191106914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. I'm used to caring for people than people care for me. When people started to care for me, i'll feel uneasy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. I don't like people to ask what am i doing. Like, whatever i do is non of your business. i understand that you try to find some topic to talk to me, but by asking this question, you are turning me off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. I love blogging, but right now, i'm lazy to blog due to my busy life or rather no life at work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. I would like to get into a relationship, but the thought of being together or "control" by the other makes me step back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. I always show concern to people that people might misunderstood my intention.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7763873165292808329-3219262551641074950?l=getme-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7763873165292808329/posts/default/3219262551641074950'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7763873165292808329/posts/default/3219262551641074950'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getme-out.blogspot.com/2011/01/random-interesting-notes-about-me.html' title='Random interesting notes about me'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14474373764427919099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6YxbpE-ahOg/TbdlVrykBkI/AAAAAAAAFWo/xf-H1lz_rA4/s220/SAM_0235.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K9psU8rnQcM/TScoA-Q4y2I/AAAAAAAAFT4/h4oDyhrhU_k/s72-c/IMG_0898.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7763873165292808329.post-3372047909528523491</id><published>2011-01-01T22:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-01-01T23:03:18.567+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello 2011!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K9psU8rnQcM/TR9Bz-u_ZyI/AAAAAAAAFTw/7MZOWNlGkB4/s1600/IMG_0253.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K9psU8rnQcM/TR9Bz-u_ZyI/AAAAAAAAFTw/7MZOWNlGkB4/s400/IMG_0253.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5557232826467706658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A new year, a new start. I'll just have to forget everything that makes me feel down and move on to a better life. Yes, i may look like those crazy girl but deep inside i still have feeling, i do feel down sometimes. I just hope that 2 more weeks when i got my result i would be smiling until people can't say i have big eyes anymore. I'm still working under Novita anyway. At the same time, i'm trying to find another job. i guess promoter doesn't really suit me. The job is too boring. i need so active job.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7763873165292808329-3372047909528523491?l=getme-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7763873165292808329/posts/default/3372047909528523491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7763873165292808329/posts/default/3372047909528523491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getme-out.blogspot.com/2011/01/hello-2011.html' title='Hello 2011!'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14474373764427919099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6YxbpE-ahOg/TbdlVrykBkI/AAAAAAAAFWo/xf-H1lz_rA4/s220/SAM_0235.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K9psU8rnQcM/TR9Bz-u_ZyI/AAAAAAAAFTw/7MZOWNlGkB4/s72-c/IMG_0253.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7763873165292808329.post-8425781213658005778</id><published>2010-12-20T22:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-20T23:10:19.735+08:00</updated><title type='text'>No life at all.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;wake up &gt; work &gt; sleep everyday the same old routine. i'm getting sick of it. Duh, what to do? $_$ going to have this no life going till i don't know when. everyday work and work and work. sales come and go. recently had to run 2 counter somemore. one of it at amk, the other at cwp. obviously i love cwp more la, it's nearer to my place, and i can save on my fare. like wow. so good lor. i don't mind going to work at amk la seriously. but i DO MIND that i work there on weekends. The weekend sales over there are totally like shit. and last week, the 5 days which i'm at amk, philips sold out ALL their garment steamer. meaning, i sold NONE of it.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Auntie ann told me that, even though i at amk, but the commision from cwp, is also mine. but like wtf? amk there's no sales at all, then you keep ask me to be at amk, then cwp my things wouldn't be sold when i'm not around, i earn what shit sia. -.- talk to auntie ann bout it, but she die die want me at amk on weekends. what to do? like that lor. if she don't want the sales to be higher, then her problem liao. i stay at amk the whole day, not a single soul interested in the product. then at cwp, alot of them are interested, but yet they are unsure of the thing. like stupid only. the other brand also ask me why i weekend not around. -.- &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;stupid sia, tmr auntie ann will come down, hopefully i can make her change her mind to let me stay at cwp during the weekends, and weekdays at amk........&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7763873165292808329-8425781213658005778?l=getme-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7763873165292808329/posts/default/8425781213658005778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7763873165292808329/posts/default/8425781213658005778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getme-out.blogspot.com/2010/12/no-life-at-all.html' title='No life at all.'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14474373764427919099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6YxbpE-ahOg/TbdlVrykBkI/AAAAAAAAFWo/xf-H1lz_rA4/s220/SAM_0235.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7763873165292808329.post-3325250152962063567</id><published>2010-12-02T23:43:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-02T23:46:47.577+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Relax choya.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Finally a day off after so long, okay, liar. only after 1 week. So effing fast that it had already passed one week. can't wait for the next off to go JB with my lovelies. :D Went out with lovelies today to Megastore @ tamp to find fong, then to ikea for hotdogs and ice cream, before to bugis to met up with yp and walk walk around there then to far east. had lots of fun and crap today. hehehehe. can't wait for the next off day to meet up with them to hunt for my CNY clothes. yes, damn early to buy CNY clothes, but i happy leyyy, i busy girl, need buy early. LOL. kekekeke.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7763873165292808329-3325250152962063567?l=getme-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7763873165292808329/posts/default/3325250152962063567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7763873165292808329/posts/default/3325250152962063567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getme-out.blogspot.com/2010/12/relax-choya.html' title='Relax choya.'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14474373764427919099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6YxbpE-ahOg/TbdlVrykBkI/AAAAAAAAFWo/xf-H1lz_rA4/s220/SAM_0235.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7763873165292808329.post-1798946749062447648</id><published>2010-12-01T09:54:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-12-01T10:03:42.934+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Everything will be fine, right?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;Working for the past 1 week have been a breeze, a super relax and slack job, where i only need to work when there's people interested in the product or something. But, since today is the 1st december, there's some adjustment in the management, that there will be a new store manager coming down to take over the management. like, if the manager is a kind one, it's alright, but he's gonna be a monster, like what the people had previously work with describe him as. so, FML please, i just work for 1 week plus of freedom gotta be no more after yesterday.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;i can at least sell 1 product per day, if there's isn't any rain la, else i would everyday eat egg, just like yesterday, i ate an egg. hopefully that today there's no egg for me to eat. hehehehe. Anw, KC came and find me for awhile before he head for his movie on the 29/11, so does alvin and daniel, who came disturb me on the same day. and ytd, JL came delivered honey aloe vera for meh. hehehe, thanks. 'cause i'm sick, so he brought it for me. kekekeke. accompany lawrence for dinner, then he walked me homeeee. Not forgetting that stupid eric who called and asked for the bank thingy for his gf, then shunbian come find me last week. and my supa irritating ahmo also came down and accompany meh for dinner last week. :D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;So yes, actually i had a great time at there, sometimes having lunch cum dinner with some of the promoters there. joke and teasing around, so much fun. hehehehe. but, today...... sighhh, just hope everything will be fine! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7763873165292808329-1798946749062447648?l=getme-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7763873165292808329/posts/default/1798946749062447648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7763873165292808329/posts/default/1798946749062447648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getme-out.blogspot.com/2010/12/everything-will-be-fine-right.html' title='Everything will be fine, right?'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14474373764427919099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6YxbpE-ahOg/TbdlVrykBkI/AAAAAAAAFWo/xf-H1lz_rA4/s220/SAM_0235.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7763873165292808329.post-6822973012919398606</id><published>2010-11-29T10:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-29T10:10:07.347+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Because i'm just weird.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K9psU8rnQcM/TPMKywnhU3I/AAAAAAAAFTc/2wZd3nyUr3U/s1600/IMG_0554.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K9psU8rnQcM/TPMKywnhU3I/AAAAAAAAFTc/2wZd3nyUr3U/s400/IMG_0554.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5544787433383613298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;i wrote alot, but i decided to backspace everything away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7763873165292808329-6822973012919398606?l=getme-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7763873165292808329/posts/default/6822973012919398606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7763873165292808329/posts/default/6822973012919398606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getme-out.blogspot.com/2010/11/because-im-just-weird.html' title='Because i&apos;m just weird.'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14474373764427919099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6YxbpE-ahOg/TbdlVrykBkI/AAAAAAAAFWo/xf-H1lz_rA4/s220/SAM_0235.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K9psU8rnQcM/TPMKywnhU3I/AAAAAAAAFTc/2wZd3nyUr3U/s72-c/IMG_0554.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7763873165292808329.post-5898812064477354428</id><published>2010-11-22T19:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-22T21:41:08.397+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A new working environment</title><content type='html'>Coolzxzxz. Working at a new environment. Before i went to genting, i already work like few days already. Obviously first day was like shit 'cause i don't really know the people there well, so i'm like a headless mosquito, trying to find my way out. But after that, the few days later were great, there's sources of entertainment, and i made new friends. But it was really boring cause there's nothing much to do. zzz.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7763873165292808329-5898812064477354428?l=getme-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7763873165292808329/posts/default/5898812064477354428'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7763873165292808329/posts/default/5898812064477354428'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getme-out.blogspot.com/2010/11/new-working-environment.html' title='A new working environment'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14474373764427919099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6YxbpE-ahOg/TbdlVrykBkI/AAAAAAAAFWo/xf-H1lz_rA4/s220/SAM_0235.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7763873165292808329.post-9179781767151119964</id><published>2010-11-20T23:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-20T23:34:00.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Peiqi's birthday</title><content type='html'>Celebrated qi's birthday under her void deck. Fong and qi almost get killed by some asshole who threw things downstair. luckily it was just those muffin and not hard item, and luckily one wait slow and one walk fast. else idk what would happened. Surprised qi under her void deck! She thought lihao and chungmin had went home. But instead, we went to her house with cakes and pizza, together with troy! Enjoy the pictures! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pizza and cake feast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i290.photobucket.com/albums/ll262/Limeix3/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i290.photobucket.com/albums/ll262/Limeix3/2-2.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7763873165292808329-9179781767151119964?l=getme-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7763873165292808329/posts/default/9179781767151119964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7763873165292808329/posts/default/9179781767151119964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getme-out.blogspot.com/2010/11/peiqis-birthday.html' title='Peiqi&apos;s birthday'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14474373764427919099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6YxbpE-ahOg/TbdlVrykBkI/AAAAAAAAFWo/xf-H1lz_rA4/s220/SAM_0235.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7763873165292808329.post-5708411415621643206</id><published>2010-11-15T21:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-15T21:46:00.417+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Andy's 21st!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i290.photobucket.com/albums/ll262/Limeix3/Andy%2021st%20birthday/040.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As i had twitpic earlier on the months, i received the invitation to Andy's 21st! And the theme on that that was GEEK. yes, suspenders, geeky spec, long socks! Reached there early to help out! My duty for that day is actually only help print out the photos that they tooks la. nothing much. LOL. Was quite amazed by the photo machine tho. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pasting photos of guest onto the scrap book!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i290.photobucket.com/albums/ll262/Limeix3/Andy%2021st%20birthday/1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First game: Passing rubber bands using straws&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i290.photobucket.com/albums/ll262/Limeix3/Andy%2021st%20birthday/2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Second game: Find the missing item!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i290.photobucket.com/albums/ll262/Limeix3/Andy%2021st%20birthday/3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Third game: Guess what is andy doing?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i290.photobucket.com/albums/ll262/Limeix3/Andy%2021st%20birthday/4.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Food, drinks, door gift, game pack from mac!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i290.photobucket.com/albums/ll262/Limeix3/Andy%2021st%20birthday/5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Singing of birthday songs and cutting cake session!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i290.photobucket.com/albums/ll262/Limeix3/Andy%2021st%20birthday/6.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Group photos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i290.photobucket.com/albums/ll262/Limeix3/Andy%2021st%20birthday/7.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random photo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i290.photobucket.com/albums/ll262/Limeix3/Andy%2021st%20birthday/8.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Self-created game: BINGO (Claire and Jiaqi is the winner)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i290.photobucket.com/albums/ll262/Limeix3/Andy%2021st%20birthday/9.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unwrapping of birthday presents!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i290.photobucket.com/albums/ll262/Limeix3/Andy%2021st%20birthday/10.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coincidently, qianyi and weijie, me got the same identical present for andy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i290.photobucket.com/albums/ll262/Limeix3/Andy%2021st%20birthday/140.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congrats! you're 21st and is legal! :D Happy birthdayyy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i290.photobucket.com/albums/ll262/Limeix3/Andy%2021st%20birthday/190.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;photo credit to &lt;a href="http://november-days.blogspot.com"&gt;JL&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7763873165292808329-5708411415621643206?l=getme-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7763873165292808329/posts/default/5708411415621643206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7763873165292808329/posts/default/5708411415621643206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getme-out.blogspot.com/2010/11/andys-21st.html' title='Andy&apos;s 21st!'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14474373764427919099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6YxbpE-ahOg/TbdlVrykBkI/AAAAAAAAFWo/xf-H1lz_rA4/s220/SAM_0235.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i290.photobucket.com/albums/ll262/Limeix3/Andy%2021st%20birthday/th_040.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7763873165292808329.post-3967813737581617773</id><published>2010-11-10T21:28:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-10T21:28:00.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TANCHEUFONG'S BIRTHDAY</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;*SUPER DUPER LENGTHY POST AHEAD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K9psU8rnQcM/TMweIvt6vZI/AAAAAAAAFSs/LXTaOu9SJek/s1600/IMG_0486.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K9psU8rnQcM/TMweIvt6vZI/AAAAAAAAFSs/LXTaOu9SJek/s400/IMG_0486.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533831177728343442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking at the title, i bet you all know bout the content already right! I was planning for this xiaomei birthday for like 2 or 3 weeks. totally waste my time. LOL. initially i'm not the planner, but in the end become i am. 'cause of that stupid xiaodi. So, being the kind dajie, of course i helped to plan, a bbq.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ordered the some of the food from wholesale, and the rest we went to buy ourselves. The guys plus clare that co. headed to sentosa in the morning. Was very afraid that we could not bbq cause it suddenly rains in the morning, and it was still raining after we reach ECP. Met up with lihao, peiqi, yiping, sooching, chungmin, cheufong and cheryl and we headed to shingsong near checkpoint. yes, only 8 strong girls met to buy the essential food and drinks while the rest went to enjoy. Brought our stuff, and headed to fong's house with yiping to get the cakes and prawn while the rest wait at the taxi stand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cabbed over there, and it's drizzling. The cab that i took i think wanted to scam our money lor. lucky i smart enough to notice that we're taking the longer route lor. i was like geisiao telling the girls that we took long route lor, then yiping when reach liao also said that she noticed the driver drove faster when we said that. the driver fake one deaf de lor, confirm plus chop. Slack and trying to get the fire started while waiting for the rest to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Celeste, ziliang and manuel reached first, and the rest reached bout 6 plus. Cut cake, took group photo, which is damn unclear. and bbq starts. Rent bike around 8plus, and we headed for midnight cycling around 10 plus. woot. I like the night by the seaside. Ride with lihao, fong, alvin, troy, waikeat, kianhui, sekjian, joeytan, ivanchong.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then ride back to the seaside. LIHAO AND TROY WANTED TO SLEEP. But i kept on disturbing them. teehee. :p Clare and co, ivan and joey left first, cel and zl and manuel left first. So, we went to lie down on the beach with thrash bag. (Y )In the end, troy still sleep lo. only lihao got disturb until cannot sleep. so i kanna drag by her to cycle. in the end, we cycled to the jetty with sekjian, waikeat, daniel and chungmin. Thanks sekjian for riding me eh. hehehehe. i was too tired to ride, so he ride me there. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chat under the moon. wanted to watch sunset at the jetty. but waited too long. until we went back to the original place the see dao sunset.... -_- but nevertheless, it's still a extremely nice view. It's my first time seeing a sunset. yaya, suaku. Packed, and reached woodlands around 9plus. home, and slept till 5plus in the late afternoon. SONG AHHHH. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall it's a nice outing la. just before o's had alot of fun. i love them. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;AND I REALISED THIS IS A SUPA LENGHTY POST. WTFUX.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7763873165292808329-3967813737581617773?l=getme-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7763873165292808329/posts/default/3967813737581617773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7763873165292808329/posts/default/3967813737581617773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getme-out.blogspot.com/2010/10/tancheufongs-birthday.html' title='TANCHEUFONG&apos;S BIRTHDAY'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14474373764427919099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6YxbpE-ahOg/TbdlVrykBkI/AAAAAAAAFWo/xf-H1lz_rA4/s220/SAM_0235.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K9psU8rnQcM/TMweIvt6vZI/AAAAAAAAFSs/LXTaOu9SJek/s72-c/IMG_0486.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7763873165292808329.post-6453855091457043908</id><published>2010-11-06T18:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-06T18:49:49.068+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sighhhhh</title><content type='html'>big big sighhhh. just back home not long ago from SSC. yeap, headed down to find Jason. I was in a dilemma if i should work back aston not. Since there's a higher pay offering to me and there's still alot of plus plus incentives, i thought of not going back Aston. but, jason was really good to me, plus the old colleague at there makes me don't bear to leave them. 'cause i was really looking forward to working back with them. However, after the talk with jason, i decided to hold on the decision of going back. I think i would give a try at the new place first, before deciding of if i should go back not yeap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When i went back today, almost the old colleague was like,"when are you coming back work?" seriously was very the touched when they say that la. 'cause i know they are looking forward in working with me again. ^^ But, in this case, i would have to hold back first. BUT, definitely i would try to go back work. ^^ i surely does miss the fun and laughter i had there previously, the place who makes me feel so happy and idiotic. It was seriously a touching one when huage actually remembered me! Like i always see him, and he always disturb me with his forever chinese learning. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Give me one month, just one month, i would be back, i hope.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7763873165292808329-6453855091457043908?l=getme-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7763873165292808329/posts/default/6453855091457043908'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7763873165292808329/posts/default/6453855091457043908'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getme-out.blogspot.com/2010/11/sighhhhh.html' title='sighhhhh'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14474373764427919099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6YxbpE-ahOg/TbdlVrykBkI/AAAAAAAAFWo/xf-H1lz_rA4/s220/SAM_0235.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7763873165292808329.post-2184526060791147604</id><published>2010-11-05T21:00:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-05T21:00:04.454+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Let's sweet with sweet people!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K9psU8rnQcM/TMwanvUvuDI/AAAAAAAAFRM/iGaD4BDYg48/s1600/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K9psU8rnQcM/TMwanvUvuDI/AAAAAAAAFRM/iGaD4BDYg48/s400/3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533827312152197170" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you all heard of a restaurant named "let's sweet"? Idk what was it initially when Andy take bout it. So i googled, and came to realise that it was actually a japanese dessert buffet. So on the 19sept, Me, Joyce, JL and Andy went for it only 'cause the rest couldn't make it for some reason. :/ I was first to reach, i think(?) or maybe it's Andy. JL and joyce was late, and i went to meet up with andy at the bugis street first, and walked around while waiting for joyce to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After joyce reach, we headed to the restaurant, while waiting for JL. That day was a troublesome saturday cause the train from somewhere to clementi was down, it's the green line anyway. So JL dk how to get to bugis. HAHAHAHA. :x So as bloggers, we took photos etc etc, and soon JL came, and into the restaurant!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K9psU8rnQcM/TMwanZzZSWI/AAAAAAAAFRE/0ybtFoQ8dMY/s1600/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K9psU8rnQcM/TMwanZzZSWI/AAAAAAAAFRE/0ybtFoQ8dMY/s400/2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533827306375170402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;While waiting for JL, a snapshot by Joyce&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K9psU8rnQcM/TMwanIkxncI/AAAAAAAAFQ8/DDeaRsT3CCI/s1600/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K9psU8rnQcM/TMwanIkxncI/AAAAAAAAFQ8/DDeaRsT3CCI/s400/1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533827301750447554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Time is precious! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We only have 50minutes for this buffet. yes, ONLY 50MINUTES. and i didn't ate much during the buffet, 'cause i'm feeling full. YES, DAMN MY STOMACH. forever like that one, when there's something nice and good, i confirm will feel damn full want. like wtfux. So these are the food they ate! i only ate the jellies though. 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cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K9psU8rnQcM/TMwbynDZ9LI/AAAAAAAAFSc/EHVOrvqCFLI/s400/12.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533828598422172850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The ladies&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K9psU8rnQcM/TMwbybpcwQI/AAAAAAAAFSU/Dx2H90OnL3E/s1600/11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K9psU8rnQcM/TMwbybpcwQI/AAAAAAAAFSU/Dx2H90OnL3E/s400/11.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533828595360514306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The gentlemans&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K9psU8rnQcM/TMwbyK2j7gI/AAAAAAAAFSM/VXOxvHLfGOY/s1600/14.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K9psU8rnQcM/TMwbyK2j7gI/AAAAAAAAFSM/VXOxvHLfGOY/s400/14.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533828590852107778" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;While waiting for YZ, after our buffet.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then met up with yingzi, accompanied yz's for her lunch at subway then headed to the arcade at the iluma! the top floor one, and they begin playing with those games. JL was playing the mario thingy, and i was watching. i think i'm his lucky star lo. 'cause he won alot of coins. HAHAHAHHA. bhbbbb. BUT! It's true that he won alot of coins! Joyce left for her work first, while me, andy, JL and YZ continue playing. Mel came to join us after that, and we left awhile later for IT fair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walked around IT fair, and headed home first instead of joining them for dinner at makan sutra. Coincidently, i saw troy and co. while on my way to the station! I didn't notice them at first until i heard a familiar voice, which is yaoyang's one infront of me while going down the the escalator, then noticed that it's the group of boy. Parted with them while they also head for their dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Image credit to &lt;a href="http://joyce1012.blogspot.com"&gt;joyce&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7763873165292808329-2184526060791147604?l=getme-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7763873165292808329/posts/default/2184526060791147604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7763873165292808329/posts/default/2184526060791147604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getme-out.blogspot.com/2010/11/lets-sweet-with-sweet-people.html' title='Let&apos;s sweet with sweet people!'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14474373764427919099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6YxbpE-ahOg/TbdlVrykBkI/AAAAAAAAFWo/xf-H1lz_rA4/s220/SAM_0235.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K9psU8rnQcM/TMwanvUvuDI/AAAAAAAAFRM/iGaD4BDYg48/s72-c/3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7763873165292808329.post-2459105423503819248</id><published>2010-11-01T20:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-11-01T20:40:00.336+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lihao's birthday and shoots with tall-ists</title><content type='html'>On the 8 Sept, it was Lihao's birthday. It was a wednesday, and we (me, lihao, peiqi, cheufong, chungmin, yiping and celeste) had common test on that day. So once our test finished, we headed to Breeks at CWP for our lunch. Said to buy a cake for lihao, but we headed to popular first to get SHINee album for her. (she chose it herself!) Initially we're wondering if we should get her the alien album or SHINee. But the smart and clever me, came up with this 1 and 2 thingy, which lihao chose the present herself. Brought the cake at Polar, and went back to breeks for lunch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously the service sucks at the breeks. The manager herself also have short term memory in what we had told her etc. The salmon spag i had also wasn't that nice. the salmon is extremely SALTY. I thought it was only mine that were salty, Fong's one were too. -.- After billing, headed off to my house to cut the cake! Yes, at my house. 'cause i'm headed out later on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K9psU8rnQcM/TMwUyZ04saI/AAAAAAAAFQU/bYC7cAK7AS4/s1600/IMG_0447.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K9psU8rnQcM/TMwUyZ04saI/AAAAAAAAFQU/bYC7cAK7AS4/s400/IMG_0447.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533820898290217378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lihao with her SHINee album&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K9psU8rnQcM/TMwUyHu3faI/AAAAAAAAFQM/MCILMyHTWTg/s1600/IMG_0446.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K9psU8rnQcM/TMwUyHu3faI/AAAAAAAAFQM/MCILMyHTWTg/s400/IMG_0446.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533820893433134498" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Lihao's birthday cake!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chungmin helped me with my make up that day. teehee. i was lazy to make up, and so cm helped me. hehehehe. Met up with Sharon and Clare, hate the both of them, being so tall. -_- clare even wore heels that day, which makes me look even SHORTER. -_- So, we headed to my cousin's studio which is at Bugis. Yea, MY COUSIN'S STUDIO. Being his cousin, i never been there before, but yet my friend went there before. xiasuay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached, and he was shocked that i was there, and what he said was, "i was shocked how come all so tall, suddenly come out a short one." thanks ah bro. -_- Not i wanted to be born short what. i also want to be tall de what. -_- played around with his DSLR, and took some shoots, yea, by YOURS MIGHTY. I was extremely excited after i see the result of the photo. POTENTIAL photographer leyy, mai siao siao. LOL. Okay la, to those professional photographer, this might look like shit la. but i still beginner whatttt. Stayed at there till around 7plus and headed home first while they went to met up with others. Show you all some of the photo i took!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K9psU8rnQcM/TMwUzPygFII/AAAAAAAAFQs/dG0vAWl-sFk/s1600/_MG_7006.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K9psU8rnQcM/TMwUzPygFII/AAAAAAAAFQs/dG0vAWl-sFk/s400/_MG_7006.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533820912775730306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K9psU8rnQcM/TMwUy9XX-TI/AAAAAAAAFQk/rqYqLpSMfg4/s1600/_MG_6991.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K9psU8rnQcM/TMwUy9XX-TI/AAAAAAAAFQk/rqYqLpSMfg4/s400/_MG_6991.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533820907830114610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K9psU8rnQcM/TMwUypG2grI/AAAAAAAAFQc/s2wuliOUcp4/s1600/_MG_6973.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K9psU8rnQcM/TMwUypG2grI/AAAAAAAAFQc/s2wuliOUcp4/s400/_MG_6973.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533820902392103602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K9psU8rnQcM/TMwWmog9wyI/AAAAAAAAFQ0/vGIhzLA_zm8/s1600/_MG_7096.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K9psU8rnQcM/TMwWmog9wyI/AAAAAAAAFQ0/vGIhzLA_zm8/s400/_MG_7096.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533822895098020642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chio right! i know. teehee. bhb-ness. I think chio jiu can liao la! LOL. P.S: this post is 1 month plus old. LOL&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7763873165292808329-2459105423503819248?l=getme-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7763873165292808329/posts/default/2459105423503819248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7763873165292808329/posts/default/2459105423503819248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getme-out.blogspot.com/2010/11/lihaos-birthday-and-shoots-with-tall.html' title='Lihao&apos;s birthday and shoots with tall-ists'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14474373764427919099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6YxbpE-ahOg/TbdlVrykBkI/AAAAAAAAFWo/xf-H1lz_rA4/s220/SAM_0235.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K9psU8rnQcM/TMwUyZ04saI/AAAAAAAAFQU/bYC7cAK7AS4/s72-c/IMG_0447.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7763873165292808329.post-5322956809257596725</id><published>2010-10-30T22:53:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-30T23:02:09.191+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I grew taller than those tall mondster!</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;Serious! I'm not lying to you! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: normal; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K9psU8rnQcM/TMwzRNSvevI/AAAAAAAAFTU/O8aXDzB2ANw/s1600/TALL.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 267px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K9psU8rnQcM/TMwzRNSvevI/AAAAAAAAFTU/O8aXDzB2ANw/s400/TALL.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533854412850559730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K9psU8rnQcM/TMwzRFjzyZI/AAAAAAAAFTM/YPfVKjBJk6g/s1600/IMG_0586.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K9psU8rnQcM/TMwzRFjzyZI/AAAAAAAAFTM/YPfVKjBJk6g/s400/IMG_0586.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5533854410774661522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"&gt;&lt;b style="font-size: x-large; "&gt;TOLD YA...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;you got cheated, waikeat  purposely bend down and i tip-toe on the first photo and obviously i'm standing on a chair/stool/whatever it is called. :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7763873165292808329-5322956809257596725?l=getme-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7763873165292808329/posts/default/5322956809257596725'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7763873165292808329/posts/default/5322956809257596725'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getme-out.blogspot.com/2010/10/i-grew-taller-than-those-tall-boys.html' title='I grew taller than those tall mondster!'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14474373764427919099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6YxbpE-ahOg/TbdlVrykBkI/AAAAAAAAFWo/xf-H1lz_rA4/s220/SAM_0235.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K9psU8rnQcM/TMwzRNSvevI/AAAAAAAAFTU/O8aXDzB2ANw/s72-c/TALL.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7763873165292808329.post-6871339036384363342</id><published>2010-10-27T23:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-27T23:25:13.501+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2 down!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K9psU8rnQcM/TMhCqV86VtI/AAAAAAAAFQE/CG3ecfaxzIE/s1600/IMG_0533.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K9psU8rnQcM/TMhCqV86VtI/AAAAAAAAFQE/CG3ecfaxzIE/s400/IMG_0533.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5532745437439219410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm kinda of happy right now cause i'd finished 2 major paper, english and math! Like every time, after i finished the paper, the first thing i came back home is, pack all those subject related worksheets and throw them inside a plastic bag. LOL. My mum was like saying me crazy cause i throw those papers throw till very happy. LOL. Anyway, i'm seriously glad that those 2 paper are down. No matter what the result turns out to be, i'll just have to accept it. I had tried my very best, so i can't do anything right now, since the paper now may be packing and waiting to be send over to cambridge. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next paper i'm having would be chemistry, followed by physic(ohmegawddd), geography(memorize), ss(memorize) and F&amp;N(memorize), followed by last paper, science MCQ. I have no problem memorizing geography. BUT, the ultra big problem i'm having now is that, both ss and F&amp;N requires me to memorize ALOT of information, and it's on the SAME day. How am i suppose to memorize so many information?! Like shit those people to set the dates for examinations. -.- I've so many empty days, why couldn't F&amp;N be on those days?! Why must it be on the same day with SS?! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sighhhhh, no point grumbling now. i'll just have to accept my fate and try to memorize every single thing. Anyway, i deactivated my fb at first, but seeing some contest that need to put fb address, i reactivated it. So yea, even though i activate back, i'm not using it. (: Now, time to sleep. Ciaos. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7763873165292808329-6871339036384363342?l=getme-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7763873165292808329/posts/default/6871339036384363342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7763873165292808329/posts/default/6871339036384363342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getme-out.blogspot.com/2010/10/2-down.html' title='2 down!'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14474373764427919099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6YxbpE-ahOg/TbdlVrykBkI/AAAAAAAAFWo/xf-H1lz_rA4/s220/SAM_0235.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K9psU8rnQcM/TMhCqV86VtI/AAAAAAAAFQE/CG3ecfaxzIE/s72-c/IMG_0533.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7763873165292808329.post-2505086121664982627</id><published>2010-10-20T10:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-20T10:14:32.042+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HOUMAIGOU.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K9psU8rnQcM/TL5O-tYpytI/AAAAAAAAFP8/UnbOFvQMESQ/s1600/IMG_0530.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K9psU8rnQcM/TL5O-tYpytI/AAAAAAAAFP8/UnbOFvQMESQ/s400/IMG_0530.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5529944231699401426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As like the title, houmaigouuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu. O's is starting from tomorrow. yes, T-O-M-O-R-R-O-W. Total fuck my life please. i'm so ill-prepared. and somemore, totally don't have the mood to study or do any shit now. Fuck. Somebodeh please save meeeeeeeee. T_T okay, crap. might as well waiting for people to motivate me, might as well i motivate myself! Gonna hand over all gadgets to my mommaaaaaa. Sound retarded of idiot, but i'm seriously addicted to disturbing people on FB. Need to keep all distractions awayyy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, i've so many overdue post to post now. Lihao's bday, shoots with giraffe, let's sweet with bloggers, fong's bday, outing with girlfriends, peiqi's bday and of course andy's bday. Sighhhh. so many overdue, but gotta keep them aside first. and now.... BACK TO STUDY. (trying)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7763873165292808329-2505086121664982627?l=getme-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7763873165292808329/posts/default/2505086121664982627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7763873165292808329/posts/default/2505086121664982627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getme-out.blogspot.com/2010/10/houmaigou.html' title='HOUMAIGOU.'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14474373764427919099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6YxbpE-ahOg/TbdlVrykBkI/AAAAAAAAFWo/xf-H1lz_rA4/s220/SAM_0235.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K9psU8rnQcM/TL5O-tYpytI/AAAAAAAAFP8/UnbOFvQMESQ/s72-c/IMG_0530.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7763873165292808329.post-407039638401254866</id><published>2010-10-13T21:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-13T21:37:03.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last route to freedom</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K9psU8rnQcM/TLW06J2b0RI/AAAAAAAAFP0/Arnai7Z9KdM/s1600/IMG_0524.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K9psU8rnQcM/TLW06J2b0RI/AAAAAAAAFP0/Arnai7Z9KdM/s400/IMG_0524.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5527523028836798738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 More days to Science practical, 11 more days to English Paper. Time flies so fast. It's just like yesterday i was saying i left with 20plus days, but now, it's just 1 week left. like fast onlyyyy! :/ I felt that i totally unprepared for this coming O's. Doing the papers and TYS, i feel so stupid cause many question idk how to do. Like sad only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had already planned what i'm gonna do right after the o's. Gonna head back to Aston to give my new schedule on the 9th nov, then start work at 16th nov if possible. Gonna go for interview for other jobs too. Not going to stuck at Aston forever, unless they rise my pay to $6. The pay that they giving me now is so little.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am also deciding to go to Genting right after my o's. like on the second week that o's had ended. Not forgetting the SP camp that we'd signed up for on the 13th nov. I feel that my life will be much more interesting or maybe much more boring after my o's. 'cause my priority now would be earning money, and satisfies my desire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking at the estimate i'm gonna earn, there's no way i'm getting a DSLR so soon. Maybe i should drop the idea of getting a DSLR? Hmmmmm.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7763873165292808329-407039638401254866?l=getme-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7763873165292808329/posts/default/407039638401254866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7763873165292808329/posts/default/407039638401254866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getme-out.blogspot.com/2010/10/last-route-to-freedom.html' title='Last route to freedom'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14474373764427919099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6YxbpE-ahOg/TbdlVrykBkI/AAAAAAAAFWo/xf-H1lz_rA4/s220/SAM_0235.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K9psU8rnQcM/TLW06J2b0RI/AAAAAAAAFP0/Arnai7Z9KdM/s72-c/IMG_0524.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7763873165292808329.post-8118473791616339720</id><published>2010-10-02T10:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-10-02T10:22:41.475+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nothing is possible until you try.</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K9psU8rnQcM/TKaW4z1_E9I/AAAAAAAAFPs/rWSrF5WTFi4/s1600/IMG_0504.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K9psU8rnQcM/TKaW4z1_E9I/AAAAAAAAFPs/rWSrF5WTFi4/s400/IMG_0504.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5523267895749972946" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trying my very best now for the remaining 25days. Time actually flies so fast that we're only left with 25 days, plus 2weeks more to gain freedom. Can't wait for everything to end, and catch up with my friends, especially don, the couz and my dogs. Oh well, just 25days left, i can do it. Just need to add some more pepper and salt, and done. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good luck to everyone who is mugging hard like me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7763873165292808329-8118473791616339720?l=getme-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7763873165292808329/posts/default/8118473791616339720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7763873165292808329/posts/default/8118473791616339720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getme-out.blogspot.com/2010/10/nothing-is-possible-until-you-try.html' title='Nothing is possible until you try.'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14474373764427919099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6YxbpE-ahOg/TbdlVrykBkI/AAAAAAAAFWo/xf-H1lz_rA4/s220/SAM_0235.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K9psU8rnQcM/TKaW4z1_E9I/AAAAAAAAFPs/rWSrF5WTFi4/s72-c/IMG_0504.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7763873165292808329.post-7255397601951430771</id><published>2010-09-21T20:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-21T20:47:32.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'>33 days left.</title><content type='html'>I'm starting to count down now. Left with so less days, and the marks for prelim for the few papers that i've gotten back wasn't so great. really have to buck up and really revise every shit that i've forgotten. One thing i'm actually glad or happy is that i stayed at the same chemistry class, Band 1. Or should i say, that's the only band 1 class i've ever gotten into. I've never got into band 1 class at all. Normally i would be at band 2. Like whattttt. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left with 33 days, i'm so gonna focus now and stop thinking about those distracting stuff and concentrate. I supposed after Andy's birthday party would be the last time i'm going out yea. Have to really focus on my o's. Good luck to myself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7763873165292808329-7255397601951430771?l=getme-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7763873165292808329/posts/default/7255397601951430771'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7763873165292808329/posts/default/7255397601951430771'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getme-out.blogspot.com/2010/09/33-days-left.html' title='33 days left.'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14474373764427919099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6YxbpE-ahOg/TbdlVrykBkI/AAAAAAAAFWo/xf-H1lz_rA4/s220/SAM_0235.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7763873165292808329.post-329421638229237319</id><published>2010-09-12T20:17:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-14T20:28:48.526+08:00</updated><title type='text'>F&amp;N class isn't fun without..</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;THEM.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i290.photobucket.com/albums/ll262/Limeix3/IMG_0446.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This was taken right after my F&amp;amp;N practical this year.&lt;br /&gt;We were playing around in the kitchen while Ms Lee were not there.&lt;br /&gt;Love the malay boys jokes. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: Ignore the one on the most front. -.-&lt;br /&gt;I would rather to have him not in the class. it will be more fun. Seriously.&lt;br /&gt;He's the most irritating person i've ever seen in my whole life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7763873165292808329-329421638229237319?l=getme-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7763873165292808329/posts/default/329421638229237319'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7763873165292808329/posts/default/329421638229237319'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getme-out.blogspot.com/2010/09/f-class-isnt-fun-without.html' title='F&amp;N class isn&apos;t fun without..'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14474373764427919099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6YxbpE-ahOg/TbdlVrykBkI/AAAAAAAAFWo/xf-H1lz_rA4/s220/SAM_0235.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7763873165292808329.post-425012339820516620</id><published>2010-09-11T22:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-12T01:12:17.981+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Meldric's 18th Birthday Party</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src"http://i290.photobucket.com/albums/ll262/Limeix3/009.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i290.photobucket.com/albums/ll262/Limeix3/006.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was invited to Mel's 18th birthday party, and the theme was "MAFIA". Totally had no idea of what's mafia dressed like, so just wore a black dress with heels. :D Reached there around 7plus with Weijie and Qianyi as the other bloggers not there yet. :/ Kinda of stone as i don't really know the people there.... So i was like praying that they will reach there as soon as possible. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i290.photobucket.com/albums/ll262/Limeix3/089.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The birthday boy, mel! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a mini belated celebration for Jiaqi as her birthday was few days before this party! So we trick jiaqi coming out, and Andy brought a cake, and we sang song without saying it's for who! Jiaqi thought it was for mel, but it's actually for her! she's quite surprised bout this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i290.photobucket.com/albums/ll262/Limeix3/110.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Making wish!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i290.photobucket.com/albums/ll262/Limeix3/112.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jiaqi blowing the candles!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i290.photobucket.com/albums/ll262/Limeix3/111.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Group photo taken. (w/0 jinglong)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After we went back inside the function room, we bought out our present for mel! We're like tricking him with a small gift first! Letting him to guess what was it as it's really a very SMALL gift! After much time fooling him, we passed him his present! The present is actually present at the party! But is in drawing form! You will notice it later!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i290.photobucket.com/albums/ll262/Limeix3/116.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Passing mel the present and asking him to guess!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i290.photobucket.com/albums/ll262/Limeix3/118.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holding on the SMALL gift, and looking around for clues! &lt;br /&gt;(PS: we told him that his present can be seen at his party)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i290.photobucket.com/albums/ll262/Limeix3/127.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Racking his brain hard thinking what is it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i290.photobucket.com/albums/ll262/Limeix3/128.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All laughed at his reaction when he open up the super many wrappers! You can see that i'm holding the rubbish wrapper. LOL &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i290.photobucket.com/albums/ll262/Limeix3/131.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Birthday boy with out present!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i290.photobucket.com/albums/ll262/Limeix3/132.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Told ya! the present is found at the party in cartoon form!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After fooling mel, we headed to the food, and mingle around with the bloggers. :D Chatting, catching up, etc etc!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i290.photobucket.com/albums/ll262/Limeix3/134.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Weijie, me, joyce!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i290.photobucket.com/albums/ll262/Limeix3/156.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mafia bloggers!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i290.photobucket.com/albums/ll262/Limeix3/167.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Birthday cake!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i290.photobucket.com/albums/ll262/Limeix3/206.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blogger group photo (w/o JL again)!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i290.photobucket.com/albums/ll262/Limeix3/226.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Board of instaxs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i290.photobucket.com/albums/ll262/Limeix3/242.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Board of wishes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS: it's a overdue post! from july one. -_-&lt;br /&gt;Photo credit: &lt;a href="http://november-days.blogspot.com"&gt;Jinglong&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7763873165292808329-425012339820516620?l=getme-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7763873165292808329/posts/default/425012339820516620'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7763873165292808329/posts/default/425012339820516620'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getme-out.blogspot.com/2010/09/meldrics-18th-birthday-party.html' title='Meldric&apos;s 18th Birthday Party'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14474373764427919099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6YxbpE-ahOg/TbdlVrykBkI/AAAAAAAAFWo/xf-H1lz_rA4/s220/SAM_0235.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7763873165292808329.post-3565632696067285626</id><published>2010-09-09T13:48:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-09T14:18:47.931+08:00</updated><title type='text'>If i am a billionaire...</title><content type='html'>I wanna get....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K9psU8rnQcM/TIh2EkZnQRI/AAAAAAAAFPE/X1LswRiSjK8/s1600/dslr.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 279px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K9psU8rnQcM/TIh2EkZnQRI/AAAAAAAAFPE/X1LswRiSjK8/s400/dslr.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514787564577833234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A DSLR! which will cost me like &lt;$2k. Like WOW. Plus if i'm getting those extra lenses will become &gt;$2k. i previously just thought that, 'aiya, a compact can liao, no need dslr so big and heavy' But ytd shoots using my couz DSLR, the feeling of getting chio photo are one word: SHIOK. Somemore JL say he gonna lend me his lenses when he going NS. hehehehehe. Make me even wanna get one DSLR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K9psU8rnQcM/TIh7SE6bEeI/AAAAAAAAFPM/0GMndoNAKDg/s1600/itouch.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 225px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K9psU8rnQcM/TIh7SE6bEeI/AAAAAAAAFPM/0GMndoNAKDg/s400/itouch.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514793294201819618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Itouch. I have been wanting to get this on my hands since last year, but i didn't had a chance to do cause my money flows like water. -_- And this would cost me around &lt;$300 cause there's drop in price, last seen was like $298? maybe will drop some more cause of the new itouch which is coming up real soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K9psU8rnQcM/TIh7SYiPw-I/AAAAAAAAFPU/u_Ar75RMfaQ/s1600/rim-blackberry-bold-smartphone.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 395px; height: 387px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K9psU8rnQcM/TIh7SYiPw-I/AAAAAAAAFPU/u_Ar75RMfaQ/s400/rim-blackberry-bold-smartphone.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514793299469124578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blackberry. I didn't wanted to get a BB at first, but since i'm working end of year, and being a workaholic, i confirm wouldn't have the time to go online and check mails like how i'm doing it now, so, a BB will be great for me. will cost me around &lt;$300 also? Hmmmm. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K9psU8rnQcM/TIh7TA4CEaI/AAAAAAAAFPc/PaArlAU_7YQ/s1600/bedroom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 331px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K9psU8rnQcM/TIh7TA4CEaI/AAAAAAAAFPc/PaArlAU_7YQ/s400/bedroom.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5514793310297919906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Furnish my room. I wanna to furnish my room so badly. i think it would be the next priority after buying itouch. DSLR will wait. hehehe. i think my room look like shit now. seriously need to do some revamping soon, after i've got the money of course. will set aside around 1k for furnishing? hmmmmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clothes and shoes. there's always never ending fashion coming up, and i seriously want to change my dressing style. i like to wear casual, but it always ended up look like some ahlian wannababes which is totally not who am i. never ending money spend. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TOTAL DAMAGE: &lt;$4k!&lt;br /&gt;Omg, i wish i am a billionaire! then i can get all these stuff without any hesitation. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Image credit to: &lt;a href="http://browse.deviantart.com/?qh=&amp;section=&amp;q=CANON+DSLR#/d2deyq9"&gt;1&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://browse.deviantart.com/?q=itouch&amp;order=9&amp;offset=24&amp;offset=24#/d1rb315"&gt;2&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://www.gadgettastic.com/tag/blackberry/"&gt;3&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://browse.deviantart.com/?order=9&amp;q=bedroom#/db6fn0"&gt;4&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7763873165292808329-3565632696067285626?l=getme-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7763873165292808329/posts/default/3565632696067285626'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7763873165292808329/posts/default/3565632696067285626'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getme-out.blogspot.com/2010/09/if-i-am-billionaire.html' title='If i am a billionaire...'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14474373764427919099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6YxbpE-ahOg/TbdlVrykBkI/AAAAAAAAFWo/xf-H1lz_rA4/s220/SAM_0235.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K9psU8rnQcM/TIh2EkZnQRI/AAAAAAAAFPE/X1LswRiSjK8/s72-c/dslr.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7763873165292808329.post-1931804045590113848</id><published>2010-09-05T20:50:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-07T12:25:42.434+08:00</updated><title type='text'>First book out of army boys!</title><content type='html'>I'm here to update bout the LONGGGGGGGG overdue post which happened like, erm, 3months ago?! I think that's the longest record of me not updating the entry for so long. :/ Too badddd, cause we're keeping a 'secret' of the botak boy, andy! since he'd declared his 'secret' already, meaning, i can post bout it! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i290.photobucket.com/albums/ll262/Limeix3/1stbookout/171.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;The main lead of the day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was late meeting up with 'the couz' cause of another secret, okay, lots of secret i have. LOL. after meeting up, we went on decided what shall we have at iluma, after deciding, it's like still long to dinner, we went to Lasalle to slack! before that, queuing up for KOI bubble tea!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i290.photobucket.com/albums/ll262/Limeix3/1stbookout/001.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Look at the queue behind us! it's crazyyyy!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i290.photobucket.com/albums/ll262/Limeix3/1stbookout/004.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Us with our KOI bubble tea, looks of satisfactory. :D&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;At Lasalle  taking alots of photo! (photo spam below!)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i290.photobucket.com/albums/ll262/Limeix3/1stbookout/028.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i290.photobucket.com/albums/ll262/Limeix3/1stbookout/040.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We got hype-d up, tada! there's goes the crazy shots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i290.photobucket.com/albums/ll262/Limeix3/1stbookout/073.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i290.photobucket.com/albums/ll262/Limeix3/1stbookout/075.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i290.photobucket.com/albums/ll262/Limeix3/1stbookout/076.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i290.photobucket.com/albums/ll262/Limeix3/1stbookout/081.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i290.photobucket.com/albums/ll262/Limeix3/1stbookout/086.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i290.photobucket.com/albums/ll262/Limeix3/1stbookout/092.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i290.photobucket.com/albums/ll262/Limeix3/1stbookout/091.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i290.photobucket.com/albums/ll262/Limeix3/1stbookout/083.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i290.photobucket.com/albums/ll262/Limeix3/1stbookout/077.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i290.photobucket.com/albums/ll262/Limeix3/1stbookout/096.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last group photo taken at Lasalle before heading to have our dinner!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i290.photobucket.com/albums/ll262/Limeix3/1stbookout/104.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to this place for dinner! actually not worth it not! it's a steamboat thingy, and it's expensive and the ingredients are so limited!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i290.photobucket.com/albums/ll262/Limeix3/1stbookout/110.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seated with these people! we're the special ones! siting on the royal chairs. -beam-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dinner, we headed up to the roof of Iluma and took alot of photos with dslr, and not forgetting instax!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i290.photobucket.com/albums/ll262/Limeix3/1stbookout/152.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i290.photobucket.com/albums/ll262/Limeix3/1stbookout/225.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i290.photobucket.com/albums/ll262/Limeix3/1stbookout/223.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i290.photobucket.com/albums/ll262/Limeix3/1stbookout/222.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i290.photobucket.com/albums/ll262/Limeix3/1stbookout/250.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instaxs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i290.photobucket.com/albums/ll262/Limeix3/1stbookout/205.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i290.photobucket.com/albums/ll262/Limeix3/1stbookout/161.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ending off with the two main lead! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photo credits to: &lt;a href="http://november-days.blogspot.com/"&gt;Jinglong&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7763873165292808329-1931804045590113848?l=getme-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7763873165292808329/posts/default/1931804045590113848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7763873165292808329/posts/default/1931804045590113848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getme-out.blogspot.com/2010/09/first-book-out-of-army-boys.html' title='First book out of army boys!'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14474373764427919099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6YxbpE-ahOg/TbdlVrykBkI/AAAAAAAAFWo/xf-H1lz_rA4/s220/SAM_0235.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i290.photobucket.com/albums/ll262/Limeix3/1stbookout/th_171.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7763873165292808329.post-8342959395919065276</id><published>2010-09-02T19:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-09-02T19:51:48.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Focus, focus focus!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K9psU8rnQcM/TH-PAw2h7hI/AAAAAAAAFO8/Yu3FR28Ns38/s1600/IMG_0407.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K9psU8rnQcM/TH-PAw2h7hI/AAAAAAAAFO8/Yu3FR28Ns38/s400/IMG_0407.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512281712201166354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know chiu all miss meh berry much, so i post my chio photo to perk chiu all up. &lt;3 LOL, okay, bhbbbb-ness. Heck care chiu all leh, i happy. LOL. Anyway, i'm having my prelims right now, and so i've to be very very focus. trying very hard to cut down the time i spent online olendi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, received a call from Jaja just now, makes me feel like working back again. Loves. I can't wait for my o's to end man. But now, my priority shall be studies. i wanna get good grades and get my ass to NP. so yea, good luck lm! Gambatteeee. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND, OHLIMEI, STOP THINKING BOUT THAT PERSON. YOU'VE GOTTA FOCUS.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7763873165292808329-8342959395919065276?l=getme-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7763873165292808329/posts/default/8342959395919065276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7763873165292808329/posts/default/8342959395919065276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getme-out.blogspot.com/2010/09/focus-focus-focus.html' title='Focus, focus focus!'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14474373764427919099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6YxbpE-ahOg/TbdlVrykBkI/AAAAAAAAFWo/xf-H1lz_rA4/s220/SAM_0235.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K9psU8rnQcM/TH-PAw2h7hI/AAAAAAAAFO8/Yu3FR28Ns38/s72-c/IMG_0407.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7763873165292808329.post-2205612622692808484</id><published>2010-08-26T17:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-26T18:02:13.947+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just few more laps..</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;59 DAYS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm counting down to the days till my major, and of course, to my freedom.&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait for this disaster to end. Nope, not that i wanna leave my friends, but i just wanna get out this pressure. Recently have to trying to prepare notes for the upcoming prelims. So yea, i've stop online so often already. There's totally not enough time for me to finish revising all, somemore, Ms Loke said that there will be a re-banding of class after the prelim. I wanna stay at her class. ): Gotta work super hard for chemistry just for the sake of staying the same class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last friday or last last friday, i couldn't remember which day. -.- went all the way to Changi Astons for dinner. okay, we're crazy. Met up with the old astons group and had lots of craps going on. Left around 9plus, and reached home around 10 plus. hate going there, so far away, the stupid bumpy bus ride sucks. Anyway, that night service crew really disappointing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, actually i know what i wanted to blog bout, but i forgot after typing finish the above paragraph. tsk. ok, back to work. cya! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7763873165292808329-2205612622692808484?l=getme-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7763873165292808329/posts/default/2205612622692808484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7763873165292808329/posts/default/2205612622692808484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getme-out.blogspot.com/2010/08/just-few-more-laps.html' title='Just few more laps..'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14474373764427919099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6YxbpE-ahOg/TbdlVrykBkI/AAAAAAAAFWo/xf-H1lz_rA4/s220/SAM_0235.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7763873165292808329.post-4374652367213875469</id><published>2010-08-12T20:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-12T20:14:25.045+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Falling sick.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K9psU8rnQcM/TGPlOSvaJ2I/AAAAAAAAFO0/rZsX4pluTY4/s1600/Sick_by_Axel_desu.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K9psU8rnQcM/TGPlOSvaJ2I/AAAAAAAAFO0/rZsX4pluTY4/s400/Sick_by_Axel_desu.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5504495203288491874" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Having a supa weak immune system recently. Dk where have i gotten the virus from, i am falling sick, no, is already sick. -.- It's been since my birthday, and my cough is not getting any better.&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to eat medicine and rest, butttttttttttt...&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eat med = feel drowsy = want to sleep = homework like mountain = how to sleep?&lt;br /&gt;don't eat med = don't feel drowsy = keep coughing = how to concentrate?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See, either way of eating med or not doesn't have a good result. I guess i will be skipping fnn remedial tmr to eat med, keep everything aside and have a good rest. And now? back to attacking homeworks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;left with only 2 weeks till prelim, and 2 months to o's. How great, i'm losing my voice soon again. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7763873165292808329-4374652367213875469?l=getme-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7763873165292808329/posts/default/4374652367213875469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7763873165292808329/posts/default/4374652367213875469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getme-out.blogspot.com/2010/08/falling-sick.html' title='Falling sick.'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14474373764427919099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6YxbpE-ahOg/TbdlVrykBkI/AAAAAAAAFWo/xf-H1lz_rA4/s220/SAM_0235.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K9psU8rnQcM/TGPlOSvaJ2I/AAAAAAAAFO0/rZsX4pluTY4/s72-c/Sick_by_Axel_desu.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7763873165292808329.post-8761767713758490308</id><published>2010-08-07T21:31:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-07T21:43:29.171+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Finally 17th.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K9psU8rnQcM/TF1hfJ6x8KI/AAAAAAAAFOs/zBtvcV3HODQ/s1600/06082010260.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K9psU8rnQcM/TF1hfJ6x8KI/AAAAAAAAFOs/zBtvcV3HODQ/s400/06082010260.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502661507582914722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K9psU8rnQcM/TF1heleP0rI/AAAAAAAAFOk/m1dP-E-PM2c/s1600/06082010253.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K9psU8rnQcM/TF1heleP0rI/AAAAAAAAFOk/m1dP-E-PM2c/s400/06082010253.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502661497799561906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K9psU8rnQcM/TF1heTKQ0bI/AAAAAAAAFOc/J5RgjEuWjzI/s1600/06082010247.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K9psU8rnQcM/TF1heTKQ0bI/AAAAAAAAFOc/J5RgjEuWjzI/s400/06082010247.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502661492883902898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was sick on my birthday, which makes me escaped the birthday bash. :D Howeverrr, being sick on birthday is the suay-iest thing you ever wish for. Was having high fever somemore. Felt so terrible, that the plan for that night was cancelled. :/ So my lovely girls celebrated a belated one with me yesterday, 6/8.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Astons at Suntec for lunch, then to marina square walk walk. I realised that the candy i'm looking for is at United Square, and not Marina Square. -.- mixed up the squares. -_- Chungmin suggested to buy a cake, and they went to swensen. Omg, it's swensen ice cream cake that they got for me. I've never ate ice cream cake in my life before. ya, suaku, but really big thanks to them, cause it's my first time eating. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for the instax camera they got for me too! It's rather expensive, so i really appreciate it alot. Wanyan didn't joined us yesterday! We took instax just right after we've reached marina square! :D So nice. i love ittt. &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7763873165292808329-8761767713758490308?l=getme-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7763873165292808329/posts/default/8761767713758490308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7763873165292808329/posts/default/8761767713758490308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getme-out.blogspot.com/2010/08/finally-17th.html' title='Finally 17th.'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14474373764427919099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6YxbpE-ahOg/TbdlVrykBkI/AAAAAAAAFWo/xf-H1lz_rA4/s220/SAM_0235.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K9psU8rnQcM/TF1hfJ6x8KI/AAAAAAAAFOs/zBtvcV3HODQ/s72-c/06082010260.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7763873165292808329.post-2262289224386495111</id><published>2010-08-06T22:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-06T22:09:09.466+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy belated birthday to me!</title><content type='html'>Happy belated birthday to me! I'm finally 17! (Y) nehninehnipoopoo to those who're still 16+. Teehee. :x I will blog a proper post bout my birthday (soon). Till then, i would like to say a big big thanks to:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large; "&gt;&lt;b&gt;NGLIHAO, TANCHEUFONG, NEOPEIQI, OHCHUNGMIN AND TANWANYAN. &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Thanks for getting me the instax camera that i crave for so long. &lt;3 lurb chiu all berry berry much la. &lt;3 xoxoxoxoxoxoxo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, thanks for today belated celebration. &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7763873165292808329-2262289224386495111?l=getme-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7763873165292808329/posts/default/2262289224386495111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7763873165292808329/posts/default/2262289224386495111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getme-out.blogspot.com/2010/08/happy-belated-birthday-to-me.html' title='Happy belated birthday to me!'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14474373764427919099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6YxbpE-ahOg/TbdlVrykBkI/AAAAAAAAFWo/xf-H1lz_rA4/s220/SAM_0235.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7763873165292808329.post-8876274193134067689</id><published>2010-08-02T22:49:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-02T22:52:54.281+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye 16, Hello 17.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K9psU8rnQcM/TFbbUSMboYI/AAAAAAAAFOU/6xiS6PlM0Og/s1600/IMG_0370.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K9psU8rnQcM/TFbbUSMboYI/AAAAAAAAFOU/6xiS6PlM0Og/s400/IMG_0370.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5500825136407486850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye 16 ! Hello 17 ! Few more hours to 17th. Okay, to be exact, 1hour and 10min more. Idk what my friends have for me for tmr, which i was kinda of scare. Yes, i'm scared, after all those 'nice' experience they'd for me for those previous year. Turning 17, is it a good one, or a bad one? Hm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's just hope that i'll be still in once piece after tmr. (Y)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7763873165292808329-8876274193134067689?l=getme-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7763873165292808329/posts/default/8876274193134067689'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7763873165292808329/posts/default/8876274193134067689'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getme-out.blogspot.com/2010/08/goodbye-16-hello-17.html' title='Goodbye 16, Hello 17.'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14474373764427919099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6YxbpE-ahOg/TbdlVrykBkI/AAAAAAAAFWo/xf-H1lz_rA4/s220/SAM_0235.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K9psU8rnQcM/TFbbUSMboYI/AAAAAAAAFOU/6xiS6PlM0Og/s72-c/IMG_0370.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7763873165292808329.post-824287998187728486</id><published>2010-07-27T19:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-27T19:57:42.595+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I wanna say..</title><content type='html'>I think this year birthday will be the most bored one............. There's isn't any plan, except for, maybe meeting up with friends after those remedial for dinner. The birthday for this year ain't the same as any last year, i supposed.  But i'm actually glad that my secondary school birthday were all so fun and&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt; 'memorable'&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;. Maybe not for sec1, cause i've no impression of celebrating my birthday at all. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For my sec2 birthday, my girls went to get me a huge tortoise which my sis had one too. I think because i said that i wanna that big tortoise to make it a pair with my sis's one, so they chipped money, and got me that huge tortoise. Sec2 life was still so fun, and carefree. We even went all the way to Vivo to slack, and make me supa dupa cold as they made me drench. ): After that, they went to my house, and we had a mini celebration. :D It's the only celebration that Celeste joined too, after that, she didn't hang out with us outside anymoreee. Anyway, the main point is that,&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt; CELESTE GOH SKIPPED HER BELOVED RED CROSS TO CELEBRATE MY BIRTHDAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; She's a red cross freak, so yea, i'm supa touched. :D LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For my sec3, birthday was a plain one. I celebrated my birthday in advanced cause it's a Sunday, and most of them couldn't make it to celebrate with me, and so, we celebrate on a Friday at Seoul Garden. On my actual birthday? Stayed at home instead of meeting up with Qi as planned cause i'm too lazy to go out. hiakhiak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For my sec4, which is last year! It's the '&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;MOST EXCITING&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;' one. I had alot of celebration, which idk why, and i had alot of cake from friend during last year too. LOL Really appreciate those who brought me cakes. (L) A lil celebration from Cm&amp;amp;co. despite them having art remedial after that (i remember it's last year, but i forgot is when). On the 2Aug, i had a bbq with sis&amp;amp;co. at zw's condo for a bbq. ROY that idiot kept on threaten to carry me and throw into the pool! and yes, that night was a voiceless night. '&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;CAUSE I KEPT ON SCREAMING FOR HELP&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;. This one thing bad about being to light and small size ok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then a extremely &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;'COOL&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;' celebration from fong&amp;amp;co, which include the guys eg like &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;ALVIN ANGGGGG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;, hockyong, troy, and damian. They wait for me to finish my fnn lesson, and they even got me a &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;CREAMY&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; cake. yes, a &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;VERY CREAMY&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; one. Sang birthday song, and cut cake, and give some to the malay boys as well. ALVIN was eating too slow that day, that i couldn't finish my cake peacefully. Yes, you guys got it right. Right after i finished my cake, i ran for my life, cause&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt; ALVIN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; chase after me, and wanna smash cake onto my face! and this &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;TANCHEUFONG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; still never stop, and still laughing at the side. (what is this!) and yes, i've got short legs, i run till very tired., and his long legs own me, and i got smash. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, i enjoyed those 'celebrations' that they had specially made for me, and giving me a memorable birthday. This year, i wonder how will it like...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7763873165292808329-824287998187728486?l=getme-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7763873165292808329/posts/default/824287998187728486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7763873165292808329/posts/default/824287998187728486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getme-out.blogspot.com/2010/07/i-wanna-say.html' title='I wanna say..'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14474373764427919099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6YxbpE-ahOg/TbdlVrykBkI/AAAAAAAAFWo/xf-H1lz_rA4/s220/SAM_0235.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7763873165292808329.post-5094012831888414593</id><published>2010-07-16T22:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-16T22:41:15.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stuck in a 'cage'</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K9psU8rnQcM/TEBoOSJEMZI/AAAAAAAAFN8/tl0D5ueyBsA/s1600/Snapshot_20100710.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K9psU8rnQcM/TEBoOSJEMZI/AAAAAAAAFN8/tl0D5ueyBsA/s400/Snapshot_20100710.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5494506139989324178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;i can't stop laughing when i see i become a square face. LOL Are you laughing too?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you have been following my &lt;a href="http://twitter.com.getme0ut"&gt;twitter&lt;/a&gt;, you would have known that i've been hanging out with bloggers on most of the weekends. Ended up, i don't remember going out with my own classmates for like almost more than one month? -gulity-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, seriously i think i've got serious STM, or maybe i didn't have STM, but i can just remember that the saturday i spent with the bloggers, but i don't remember what i did. LOL. Or maybe is because i had alot of fun hanging out with them, that the experience is unforgettable. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still have yet to blog about wj's first book out, and recently mel's 18th party. Those memories is still fresh in my mind, even though passed few weeks olendi. LOL. Sorry okay, i'll try to blog bout it very soon. I'll just need a LITTLE bit more time okay. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for the delay, but i'm really getting busy and stressed out for my studies.&lt;br /&gt;Mad hoping that the DPA people will call me soon, and tell me that i am shortlisted, and go down for interview. PRAY SUPER HARD X1000000000.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7763873165292808329-5094012831888414593?l=getme-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7763873165292808329/posts/default/5094012831888414593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7763873165292808329/posts/default/5094012831888414593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getme-out.blogspot.com/2010/07/stuck-in-cage.html' title='Stuck in a &apos;cage&apos;'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14474373764427919099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6YxbpE-ahOg/TbdlVrykBkI/AAAAAAAAFWo/xf-H1lz_rA4/s220/SAM_0235.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K9psU8rnQcM/TEBoOSJEMZI/AAAAAAAAFN8/tl0D5ueyBsA/s72-c/Snapshot_20100710.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7763873165292808329.post-6446896147506833039</id><published>2010-07-04T13:17:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-04T13:45:21.064+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Busy like shiatttt.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K9psU8rnQcM/TDAarPI3-OI/AAAAAAAAFN0/GcA0Xrf_RtI/s1600/IMG_0360.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K9psU8rnQcM/TDAarPI3-OI/AAAAAAAAFN0/GcA0Xrf_RtI/s400/IMG_0360.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5489917275865086178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Has been busy like shiat since school starts. Or should i say, the week before school starts too. Last week of holiday is used to chiong all my homeworks. Totally shag and tired die me! Alot of homework for me to complete on the last week. Luckily i managed to do finished those important subject ones. Else, holy me, one shoe gone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily geog i got do, Mrs Hariz confiscated one shoe from those who never completed her homework. Lucky me! SS was also quite lucky because Ms Yong never come. But come also okay de la. cause i completed her work already. (Y) Major change after school holidays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chemistry and math classes were banded. So now, all subject were banded except for SS and PE. So i have to keep on moving around the school for almost every lesson. I can say that it's kinda of stress for me in the new Chemistry class cause i was considered as in the first chemistry class, and all the super smart one in my class, and the mostly close with me ones are all in other class. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Math was kinda good when change. 'cause Ms NKT taught me now, and so i think it will be better. At least it's better than the previous one. Now left with only 4months, and so have gotta chiong already. No more keep on going out, and social media for the time being. :/ everything shall wait till my O's end.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7763873165292808329-6446896147506833039?l=getme-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7763873165292808329/posts/default/6446896147506833039'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7763873165292808329/posts/default/6446896147506833039'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getme-out.blogspot.com/2010/07/busy-like-shiatttt.html' title='Busy like shiatttt.'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14474373764427919099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6YxbpE-ahOg/TbdlVrykBkI/AAAAAAAAFWo/xf-H1lz_rA4/s220/SAM_0235.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K9psU8rnQcM/TDAarPI3-OI/AAAAAAAAFN0/GcA0Xrf_RtI/s72-c/IMG_0360.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7763873165292808329.post-7618285320875754795</id><published>2010-06-30T23:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-30T23:37:00.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Squeezed like sardines</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K9psU8rnQcM/TBT7mJHwErI/AAAAAAAAFNk/SGvJ3NtP5IE/s1600/IMG_0222.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K9psU8rnQcM/TBT7mJHwErI/AAAAAAAAFNk/SGvJ3NtP5IE/s400/IMG_0222.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482283279118766770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to the PC show on the last day with Don.L&lt;br /&gt;Met him up at SSC and had lunch at Astons, cause i wanna try the grand sampler. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;Although it's just 4 different type of sausage, it's still very the filling ok.&lt;br /&gt;Don.L was complaining that i didn't even finished up one type of sausage.&lt;br /&gt;Then train-ed to suntec, and met with Jinglong first.&lt;br /&gt;Walk walk at PC show, and saw alot of CHEAP bargains. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best way to get the best bargain = go on last day of PC show.&lt;br /&gt;BUT, on a condition of if you willing to get squeeze like sardine.&lt;br /&gt;So, the three of us kanna squueze like those sardine that you see inside a can.&lt;br /&gt;Don.K came joined us after that, and headed to Marina Square.&lt;br /&gt;Then to Suntec arcade for the Mario Kart, fyi idk what's that at first.&lt;br /&gt;Until i saw them play, then i know. -_-&lt;br /&gt;Sorry, i'm not so much of love to go arcade one, so dk all those. -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parted to jinglong and Don.K and went to get some drinks first.&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to accompany Don.L for his photography, but i'd to go home and help mum. -.-&lt;br /&gt;So, couldn't accompany him to take photo. :/&lt;br /&gt;Uncle Ricky called, and told me i supposed to be working from 5 till 10.&lt;br /&gt;But, idk bout it, so heck, i told him i cmi. HAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Today was the only day that i had came home early like 7pm. lol&lt;br /&gt;Okay, ciaooo!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7763873165292808329-7618285320875754795?l=getme-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7763873165292808329/posts/default/7618285320875754795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7763873165292808329/posts/default/7618285320875754795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getme-out.blogspot.com/2010/06/squeezed-like-sardines.html' title='Squeezed like sardines'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14474373764427919099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6YxbpE-ahOg/TbdlVrykBkI/AAAAAAAAFWo/xf-H1lz_rA4/s220/SAM_0235.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K9psU8rnQcM/TBT7mJHwErI/AAAAAAAAFNk/SGvJ3NtP5IE/s72-c/IMG_0222.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7763873165292808329.post-4000700544855853377</id><published>2010-06-29T10:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-29T10:00:00.525+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Reviews'/><title type='text'>You want Everything with Fries?</title><content type='html'>Last saturday, i was invited by &lt;a href="http://calvintimo.tumblr.com/"&gt;Calvin&lt;/a&gt; for a food tasting session with &lt;a href="http://november-days.blogspot.com/"&gt;Jing Long&lt;/a&gt; at Everything with Fries. &lt;b&gt;Everything with fries? Have you heard of it?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i290.photobucket.com/albums/ll262/Limeix3/review/043copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you seen this logo somewhere before? It was my first time heading down there, and i had no idea this shop exist until last saturday. When we (me and jinglong) walked passed that shop, we're greeted with a cheerful staff who is working at EwF. Nowadays, it's really hard to find cheerful staff working around the F&amp;amp;B industry, with this, it's a plus point at the head start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i290.photobucket.com/albums/ll262/Limeix3/review/041copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i290.photobucket.com/albums/ll262/Limeix3/review/046copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is a super big chalkboard inside the store, listing down the food items that are sold in the store. The food names are written with chalks and lil design over the board, attracting consumers with the attracting names. The staff were all very friendly and take care notes of our orders and always smiling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i290.photobucket.com/albums/ll262/Limeix3/review/050copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;Lil green man: Lil green man need lil Everything with Fries menu!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i290.photobucket.com/albums/ll262/Limeix3/review/066copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Curry fries&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i290.photobucket.com/albums/ll262/Limeix3/review/072copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Garlic fries&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i290.photobucket.com/albums/ll262/Limeix3/review/068copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nuggets with homemade miso sauce&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I prefered the curry fries over the garlic fries as i'm not a fan of garlics. The nuggets is almost similar like the ones at Macdonalds and the miso sauce they made wasn't the miso sauce that i expected too. You should head down and try it yourself. It's unique for miso sauce to be dipped with the nuggets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i290.photobucket.com/albums/ll262/Limeix3/review/IMG_0515porkkatsu.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pork Katsu Sandwich&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i290.photobucket.com/albums/ll262/Limeix3/review/102copysearedfish.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seared Fish Sandwich&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i290.photobucket.com/albums/ll262/Limeix3/review/092copysuperburger.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EwF super burger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i290.photobucket.com/albums/ll262/Limeix3/review/088copycharsiew.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Char Siu Burger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i290.photobucket.com/albums/ll262/Limeix3/review/078copytandoori.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chicken Tendoori Burger&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are the 5 burgers that we had tasted. Jinglong likes the Seared Fish Sandwich best. The rest of the burgers will not bad too. I would like to try the Pork Katsu Sandwich soon. The name is already attracting me! (P.S Typing this entry is making me hungry!) I didn't eat much of the food as i'm full as i ate 2 prata earlier in the morning. ): I should not have ate anything, so i can enjoy all those nice food. ): The smell of the food when it's served is super nice too, it's making me full even by just smelling!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i290.photobucket.com/albums/ll262/Limeix3/review/104copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peanut butter slice and nutella slice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i290.photobucket.com/albums/ll262/Limeix3/review/109copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nutella slice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Look at the amount of chocolate at the nutella slice! Chocolate lover should not give this a miss! If you had just finished the meal at Everything with Fries, i recommend you to share this slice of dessert with another person! It'll be hard for one to finish everything off after finish a full meal!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i290.photobucket.com/albums/ll262/Limeix3/review/113copy.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ending this post with a group photo of everything that had went for the food tasting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Everything with Fries Takeout&lt;br /&gt;181 Orchard Central&lt;br /&gt;#01-24/25&lt;br /&gt;Sun – Thurs 11am-10pm&lt;br /&gt;Fri &amp;amp; Sat 11am-11pm&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photo credit to &lt;a href="http://november-days.blogspot.com/"&gt;Jing Long&lt;/a&gt; and &lt;a href="http://calvintimo.tumblr.com/"&gt;Calvin&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7763873165292808329-4000700544855853377?l=getme-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7763873165292808329/posts/default/4000700544855853377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7763873165292808329/posts/default/4000700544855853377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getme-out.blogspot.com/2010/06/you-want-everything-with-fries.html' title='You want Everything with Fries?'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14474373764427919099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6YxbpE-ahOg/TbdlVrykBkI/AAAAAAAAFWo/xf-H1lz_rA4/s220/SAM_0235.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i290.photobucket.com/albums/ll262/Limeix3/review/th_043copy.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7763873165292808329.post-6237010863260658715</id><published>2010-06-24T20:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-24T20:00:07.161+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Confusion</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K9psU8rnQcM/TBT5UwsBZfI/AAAAAAAAFNc/K9C-RIEa-h4/s1600/IMG_0225.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K9psU8rnQcM/TBT5UwsBZfI/AAAAAAAAFNc/K9C-RIEa-h4/s400/IMG_0225.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482280781478979058" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Few weeks ago, i was still sick, and still a bit voiceless.&lt;br /&gt;Met up with Jinglong, and train-ed to bugis for the PC show training.&lt;br /&gt;Was anticipating the job, but in the end we run away. HAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;know why? 'cause all of them looks like a clique, and we two like damn extra la.&lt;br /&gt;Both of us were like standing outside the store for quite some time, yet they didn't even ask lor.&lt;br /&gt;So, seeing like that, we two decided to not work lo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then, we train-ed back to khatib, and to joyce's house.&lt;br /&gt;Stayed until 10plus, then homeeeeeee.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7763873165292808329-6237010863260658715?l=getme-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7763873165292808329/posts/default/6237010863260658715'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7763873165292808329/posts/default/6237010863260658715'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getme-out.blogspot.com/2010/06/confusion.html' title='Confusion'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14474373764427919099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6YxbpE-ahOg/TbdlVrykBkI/AAAAAAAAFWo/xf-H1lz_rA4/s220/SAM_0235.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K9psU8rnQcM/TBT5UwsBZfI/AAAAAAAAFNc/K9C-RIEa-h4/s72-c/IMG_0225.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7763873165292808329.post-5856108437994585052</id><published>2010-06-19T22:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-19T22:00:02.691+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Outing with girlfriend!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K9psU8rnQcM/TBT0fN8N-9I/AAAAAAAAFNU/l7ExbHmrwIQ/s1600/IMG_0344.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K9psU8rnQcM/TBT0fN8N-9I/AAAAAAAAFNU/l7ExbHmrwIQ/s400/IMG_0344.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482275463572093906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out with girlfriend on the 7June to celebrate our 2month. :D&lt;br /&gt;Was still sick that time, and my voice is supa sexy that everyone who heard it will love it.&lt;br /&gt;Headed off to Braddell to News Centre, to collect my goodie bag by the HKTB.&lt;br /&gt;We cabbed to there, cause idk the way.&lt;br /&gt;Didn't know it's actually so near to the MRT station. -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then to Funan IT mall to exchange my hard disk 'cause it was dead.&lt;br /&gt;Luckily it's still under warranty, else i've to spend hundred over for a new one. -_-&lt;br /&gt;Then to city hall, cause we dk what to eat!&lt;br /&gt;In the end, settle our lunch at suntec basement.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to find Steven, but he's not working. ):&lt;br /&gt;I missed him so much man. His irritating-ness. HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Train-ed to bugis to shop! I was practically tempting girlfriend to buy clothes. heh&lt;br /&gt;Then to orchard ion, i was showing her the jap snack that i wanted to buy.&lt;br /&gt;There person working there is funny!&lt;br /&gt;'cause i'm tempting gf to buy those snacks, then he was like taking the mochi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So he asked us to try, then we gave it a missed!&lt;br /&gt;Then he said, "try lehh, else i also nothing to do"&lt;br /&gt;We're practically smiling off his offer, and walked out. HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Then to SSC for daiso, and bus-ed home. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy 2 month. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7763873165292808329-5856108437994585052?l=getme-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7763873165292808329/posts/default/5856108437994585052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7763873165292808329/posts/default/5856108437994585052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getme-out.blogspot.com/2010/06/outing-with-girlfriend.html' title='Outing with girlfriend!'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14474373764427919099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6YxbpE-ahOg/TbdlVrykBkI/AAAAAAAAFWo/xf-H1lz_rA4/s220/SAM_0235.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K9psU8rnQcM/TBT0fN8N-9I/AAAAAAAAFNU/l7ExbHmrwIQ/s72-c/IMG_0344.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7763873165292808329.post-1026130998884492248</id><published>2010-06-16T00:40:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-16T01:29:30.443+08:00</updated><title type='text'>grumbles. grumbles, rumbles.</title><content type='html'>&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: small;"&gt;I'm just gonna blog and rant bout all my unhappiness out. So, if you not happy, your problem and get lost. Was doing cashier the whole day, and it's been long since i ever touch cashier for whole day. Normally, i will get to be cashier, is when those full-times are not working or etc. And so, today M was since, and so i was told to cover her cashier's shift. I'm glad that there isn't any shortage of money, 'cause shortage = die + troublesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything was fine in the afternoon shift, but not during the night shift. things isn't going smoothly, and there's alot of things getting messed up. Since i had to do settlements, so W offered to help me key those orders that i keyed halfway. Of course, someone offered to help, why not? I didn't know it was a mistake, like seriously. I'm not saying i'm good at cashiering or whatever shit. But seriously, if she key wrongly, kitchen staff will blame me, and not her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was told to key by types of dishes, etc like chicken by chicken, fish by fish and etc. When she helped me to key those orders, she didn't checked, and ended up having missing orders, i meant like, if you want to key the orders that i had keyed halfway, after keying, you should check first right? So as to ensure that every orders are keyed. Somemore, i told her that, we should key by types, and she said, 'oh, i key many times like that liao, they also never see anything' yea right, you're lucky that they didn't say anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's hard for the kitchen people to cook the dishes without having us to classified it properly. once it's been classified, at least their job is easier. yes, we might have the possibility of forgetting to key certain orders, but at least their job is easy, and in the end, both party will gain cause it's easy to sort out when there's problem. Somemore, you didn't key accordingly, then kitchen staff will only see who's the cashier, and not who's the one keying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was settling some bills, and keyed a order halfway, and she offered to help me key finish, and so, of course i say okay, idk if she thought i key like her way, or forgot that i key accordingly by types, and so, she key all double order out. Luckily i checked the receipt that she had keyed, else when the orders are out, confirm i will get scolded one. Whenever i'm the cashier, i tried avoiding the mistakes that Kenny had pointed out earlier on when he is unhappy with the cashier, so at least i can make them believe that i do everything to meet their expectations.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;W not only make the same mistake once, but alot of time today, and make me super messed up and fucked up, and i tried to settle everything to myself plus everyone is busy with their own stuff. Another thing bout W i dislike is her attitude, i know she had changed to become a full-timer, but, still it doesn't gives you the authority as though you're the queen of the restaurant and kept on ordering people around you to do this and that. people may not comment anything infront, but people are complaining at the back. Furthermore, you should not see the rank of full-timer, but see the working experience that people around you has.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N is another one that i'm not happy with today. I had repeated myself so many times that which are the side dishes that not available anymore, and yet, the orders that she gave me, always is those side dishes that are not available. Told her, and she said, 'okok, i know i know' then, in the end, still give me the same shit, and expecting me to kept on asking her to change. Like those side dishes so hard to remember like that! You got the orders right, save my time, and save those troubles. You got it wrong, i had to wait, and delay in keying those orders.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still prefer the old group of staff. we may not be the best, but i can confirm, we're the best in last december holidays, and the service we provided are superb, unlike now. Having fun, rushing at the speed of the music, singing along, playing a fool. The memories.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7763873165292808329-1026130998884492248?l=getme-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7763873165292808329/posts/default/1026130998884492248'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7763873165292808329/posts/default/1026130998884492248'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getme-out.blogspot.com/2010/06/grumbles-grumbles-rumbles.html' title='grumbles. grumbles, rumbles.'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14474373764427919099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6YxbpE-ahOg/TbdlVrykBkI/AAAAAAAAFWo/xf-H1lz_rA4/s220/SAM_0235.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7763873165292808329.post-4208589900825404407</id><published>2010-06-14T11:30:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-14T11:42:48.919+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OMG, gulity max</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K9psU8rnQcM/TBWievW4IqI/AAAAAAAAFNs/vMMfwoeYLpA/s1600/IMG_0353.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K9psU8rnQcM/TBWievW4IqI/AAAAAAAAFNs/vMMfwoeYLpA/s400/IMG_0353.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482466770385642146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: OMG, I THINK I YTD EAT TILL BEEF LEH.&lt;br /&gt;Mum: who ask you to eat one? see la.&lt;br /&gt;Me: But idk mah! i ytd eat liao, today then know got beef de leh.&lt;br /&gt;Mum: you better go and pray and apologise.&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum: later hor, about 3pm, you go take sis's cow and take one incense stick and pray.&lt;br /&gt;Me: HUH? you don't keep mention cow leh, you.&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me: wah sian, i not purposely want to eat de lehhhh. i yesterday eat, today know de leh.&lt;br /&gt;Mum: but still got eat right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7763873165292808329-4208589900825404407?l=getme-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7763873165292808329/posts/default/4208589900825404407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7763873165292808329/posts/default/4208589900825404407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getme-out.blogspot.com/2010/06/omg-gulity-max.html' title='OMG, gulity max'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14474373764427919099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6YxbpE-ahOg/TbdlVrykBkI/AAAAAAAAFWo/xf-H1lz_rA4/s220/SAM_0235.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K9psU8rnQcM/TBWievW4IqI/AAAAAAAAFNs/vMMfwoeYLpA/s72-c/IMG_0353.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7763873165292808329.post-4338837180099896624</id><published>2010-06-13T21:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-13T22:47:10.702+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Steamboat at Yingzi's place</title><content type='html'>Few weeks ago on a Monday, the 'cousins' organised a steamboat session at Yingzi's place.&lt;br /&gt;To so called, farewell party for the army boy, Weijie.&lt;br /&gt;Since it's a weekday, most of them had work, and so the steamboat was at evening.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Headed off to meet Jinglong and Andy at Cineleisure first, and i was late.&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't late at first lor. Just that i forgot to take my wallet. -_-&lt;br /&gt;I was sitting happily at the bus stop, listening to my song, just when the bus stopped at the traffic light, i realised that i forgot to bring my wallet out. -_-&lt;br /&gt;So, because of going back to take my wallet, i was late in meeting them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After meeting them, wait for them to finish their lunch, and off to play pool.&lt;br /&gt;I was seriously the noobest, 'cause i'd not been playing pool after last march holiday with astons' people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i290.photobucket.com/albums/ll262/Limeix3/bloggers/pool1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Only Andy's photo 'cause i hit the ball too fast, Jinglong couldnt capture. hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After pooling, we headed off to get some ben&amp;amp;jerry's ice cream (Andy treat) and shaker fries (Jinglong treat).&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it's my first time eating ben&amp;amp;jerry's ice cream, (ya, suaku i know, whatever)&lt;br /&gt;Then to yingzi's place for steamboat!&lt;br /&gt;Slack till 9plus, then home with Dawn first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i290.photobucket.com/albums/ll262/Limeix3/bloggers/28602_396816739365_596469365_430475.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Photo taken using jinglong's laptop before having steamboat. With missing people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photo credit: Jinglong&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7763873165292808329-4338837180099896624?l=getme-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7763873165292808329/posts/default/4338837180099896624'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7763873165292808329/posts/default/4338837180099896624'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getme-out.blogspot.com/2010/06/steamboat-at-yingzis-place.html' title='Steamboat at Yingzi&apos;s place'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14474373764427919099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6YxbpE-ahOg/TbdlVrykBkI/AAAAAAAAFWo/xf-H1lz_rA4/s220/SAM_0235.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i290.photobucket.com/albums/ll262/Limeix3/bloggers/th_pool1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7763873165292808329.post-1252488173918575646</id><published>2010-06-11T17:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-11T18:05:39.349+08:00</updated><title type='text'>so much thing, yet so lil time</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K9psU8rnQcM/TBIJMsD3ViI/AAAAAAAAFNE/DpZdfgex8nI/s1600/IMG_0256.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K9psU8rnQcM/TBIJMsD3ViI/AAAAAAAAFNE/DpZdfgex8nI/s400/IMG_0256.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5481453810053764642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been busy lately, that's why slow in blogging. (tsk, excuse?)&lt;br /&gt;Actually, idk what am i up to recently. hahahahaha. joke.&lt;br /&gt;I had alot of things that i'd yet to posted up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. steamboat @ yingzi's place&lt;br /&gt;2. outing with yun gf&lt;br /&gt;3. runaway pc training day&lt;br /&gt;4. my life or what had i been up to lately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually, there's more, is just that i forgot bout it. LOL&lt;br /&gt;Aiya, eventually i'll blog them out one, but not now.&lt;br /&gt;My desktop is down, and i had been using my laptop.&lt;br /&gt;So, since my desktop is down, i couldn't upload photos from my camera.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, you guys will be saying, can upload via laptop what.&lt;br /&gt;but the problem is my laptop to cd drive, couldn't install the application.&lt;br /&gt;So, i had to wait for my hard disk to send to me within this few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, gotta go now.&lt;br /&gt;MY HOMEWORK ARE NOT DONE YET. LIKE WTH SHIT MAN.&lt;br /&gt;I GOTTA STOP ALL DISTRACTION AND DO MY WORKKKK.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7763873165292808329-1252488173918575646?l=getme-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7763873165292808329/posts/default/1252488173918575646'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7763873165292808329/posts/default/1252488173918575646'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getme-out.blogspot.com/2010/06/so-much-thing-yet-so-lil-time.html' title='so much thing, yet so lil time'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14474373764427919099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6YxbpE-ahOg/TbdlVrykBkI/AAAAAAAAFWo/xf-H1lz_rA4/s220/SAM_0235.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K9psU8rnQcM/TBIJMsD3ViI/AAAAAAAAFNE/DpZdfgex8nI/s72-c/IMG_0256.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7763873165292808329.post-8940825585670912764</id><published>2010-06-08T11:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-08T11:42:49.447+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Just being tad emotional</title><content type='html'>Just had this sudden thought of blogging.&lt;br /&gt;I'm always alone, trying to fit into people's space/box/environment.&lt;br /&gt;I don't like this, this feeling, this being taken for granted.&lt;br /&gt;When you need me, you come, you don't, you fucking leave me alone.&lt;br /&gt;I always tried my best, giving everyone the fullest support that they wanted, making them feel loved, cared.&lt;br /&gt;But what do i get in return? all those shit that they left.&lt;br /&gt;I'm just a simple yet a lil complicated person.&lt;br /&gt;No one could actually know what do i want, what i wish for, what am i going after.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every holiday, i felt further from them, only they keep in contact, but not me.&lt;br /&gt;It's not that i never try keeping in contact with them, is i'm lazy to try anymore.&lt;br /&gt;I used to be the one, planning, organising, making things work.&lt;br /&gt;But all of a sudden, i felt that it's plain useless, no point trying.&lt;br /&gt;In the end, i'm always finding trouble for myself.&lt;br /&gt;Is just of this sudden feeling, that i really don't fit in the space.&lt;br /&gt;I'm different, like a alien, with a different mindset.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All those smiles, laughter seen at the photos, with so much hurt hiding behind.&lt;br /&gt;No one knows, no one concern, no one notice.&lt;br /&gt;I'm forever the happy-go-lucky girl, playing a fool, enjoying life.&lt;br /&gt;Bullshit. It is not that case at all.&lt;br /&gt;No one had ever try understand me at all, maybe i'm too hard to understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not trying anymore, i will just let things be the way it is.&lt;br /&gt;Leaving down the memories, setting off to a new life again.&lt;br /&gt;O's is just coming in a few months time, yet i don't even have the heart and mind to start concentrating.&lt;br /&gt;I've gotta start planning well my time, giving the priority to my O's sub first.&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna regret, and fail to get into the course i wanted to get in.&lt;br /&gt;So, after reading this post, i suppose ppl start started to say me emo/sad/ whatever shit.&lt;br /&gt;Keep those comments to yourself, i wouldn't be answering call and entertaining text like the usual me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you, you know who you are, this is for you.&lt;br /&gt;I always thought that, i could just leave those things alone, but i realise that it had been giving me tad lot of pressure.&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna hurt you, but you force me to say all this.&lt;br /&gt;I always trying to keep quiet, cause i know after i wrote this out, i will not know how to face you.&lt;br /&gt;And, i don't even know you read my blog not, so maybe i could act one dk you had read it anot, at least i know how to face you after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm thankful and grateful for all those concern you had been giving me.&lt;br /&gt;But, i'd already told you it's impossible, so no point trying.&lt;br /&gt;Get over me, and find someone else. No, i wouldn't regret asking you to do that.&lt;br /&gt;'cause i know our character and the thing we're doing is totally don't match.&lt;br /&gt;I wanna concentrate on my o's now, so don't give me anymore pressure on this r/s.&lt;br /&gt;Even if you had wait till after my o's, the answer will still be the same, it's impossible.&lt;br /&gt;So, don't waste your time, get over me. i know everyone had been super supportive of you, but it's useless.&lt;br /&gt;And, please stop all those fb things or whatever else things, else i will del them, and not talking to you again, i'm serious.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7763873165292808329-8940825585670912764?l=getme-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7763873165292808329/posts/default/8940825585670912764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7763873165292808329/posts/default/8940825585670912764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getme-out.blogspot.com/2010/06/just-being-tad-emotional.html' title='Just being tad emotional'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14474373764427919099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6YxbpE-ahOg/TbdlVrykBkI/AAAAAAAAFWo/xf-H1lz_rA4/s220/SAM_0235.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7763873165292808329.post-2891734447434376826</id><published>2010-06-03T14:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-03T14:45:13.239+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Goodbye and come back soon!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K9psU8rnQcM/TAdPCkDdx-I/AAAAAAAAFM0/n5X_AsZK19g/s1600/IMG_0305.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K9psU8rnQcM/TAdPCkDdx-I/AAAAAAAAFM0/n5X_AsZK19g/s400/IMG_0305.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478434377176041442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My dear weijie is going into army today!&lt;br /&gt;Aw, it's just like few days ago we're having fun at yingzi's place, and here today, he's going to army.&lt;br /&gt;Time flies so fast, he's going to be botak real soon. :p&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward for 4months to end, and so he can come out and hang out with us real soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style:italic;"&gt;I hate it when my friends goes in to the army. I'll miss you okay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7763873165292808329-2891734447434376826?l=getme-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7763873165292808329/posts/default/2891734447434376826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7763873165292808329/posts/default/2891734447434376826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getme-out.blogspot.com/2010/06/goodbye-and-come-back-soon.html' title='Goodbye and come back soon!'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14474373764427919099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6YxbpE-ahOg/TbdlVrykBkI/AAAAAAAAFWo/xf-H1lz_rA4/s220/SAM_0235.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K9psU8rnQcM/TAdPCkDdx-I/AAAAAAAAFM0/n5X_AsZK19g/s72-c/IMG_0305.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7763873165292808329.post-716304043511897464</id><published>2010-06-02T14:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-03T14:41:17.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'>out with yun gf. :D</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K9psU8rnQcM/TAdNrhs3P3I/AAAAAAAAFMs/N46jPKAgLFY/s1600/Snapshot_20100602_16.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K9psU8rnQcM/TAdNrhs3P3I/AAAAAAAAFMs/N46jPKAgLFY/s400/Snapshot_20100602_16.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5478432881895751538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to meet up with yun gf for lunch break right after my chem remedial.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, had some talks and we played with the webcam. &lt;br /&gt;There're few funny photos taken, but i'm just going to post this one that look the most normal. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Don't keep on hanging on to the relationship that doesn't bloom.&lt;br /&gt;Let go off it, you will find someone else way better.&lt;br /&gt;Then, you will look back with the new partner, and laugh and say, "it's your loss who don't want me in the first place."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7763873165292808329-716304043511897464?l=getme-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7763873165292808329/posts/default/716304043511897464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7763873165292808329/posts/default/716304043511897464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getme-out.blogspot.com/2010/06/out-with-yun-gf-d.html' title='out with yun gf. :D'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14474373764427919099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6YxbpE-ahOg/TbdlVrykBkI/AAAAAAAAFWo/xf-H1lz_rA4/s220/SAM_0235.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K9psU8rnQcM/TAdNrhs3P3I/AAAAAAAAFMs/N46jPKAgLFY/s72-c/Snapshot_20100602_16.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7763873165292808329.post-5121831821769407077</id><published>2010-06-01T00:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-06-01T01:06:58.082+08:00</updated><title type='text'>First time to Marina Barrage!</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i290.photobucket.com/albums/ll262/Limeix3/bloggers/2-26.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Marina Barrage few weeks ago with a group of bloggers.&lt;br /&gt;It was my first time there, which is like very new and suaku to me.&lt;br /&gt;I'd never been there before, let alone flying of kites.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i290.photobucket.com/albums/ll262/Limeix3/bloggers/30817_429452185630_752160630_609642.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Us, while waiting for the shuttle bus to Marina Barrage, taken by Andy.&lt;br /&gt;Fyi, if you're heading there, the shuttle bus come every half hour, so if you're late, you've to wait for half hour, which is very long in that kind of hot weather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i290.photobucket.com/albums/ll262/Limeix3/bloggers/IMG_0276.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After we'd reached, we found a spot, laid out our stuff, and started to picnic and fly kites. There were so many kites in the sky which will cause your kites to tangle easily. But it's cooling and windy over there la, best place to fly kite. (Y)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i290.photobucket.com/albums/ll262/Limeix3/bloggers/31641_1428977533511_1505026104_1091.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i290.photobucket.com/albums/ll262/Limeix3/bloggers/31641_1428975573462_1505026104_1091.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some random jump shots taken by jinglong. (Y) i love jump shots, cause i can jump high high, ok, maybe i didn't jump that high.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i290.photobucket.com/albums/ll262/Limeix3/bloggers/jq-kx-me.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i290.photobucket.com/albums/ll262/Limeix3/bloggers/joyce-yz-me.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i290.photobucket.com/albums/ll262/Limeix3/bloggers/mel-wj-me.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i290.photobucket.com/albums/ll262/Limeix3/bloggers/long-andy-me.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Single shots with everyone on that day!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i290.photobucket.com/albums/ll262/Limeix3/bloggers/31641_1428966173227_1505026104_1091.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i290.photobucket.com/albums/ll262/Limeix3/bloggers/31641_1428966133226_1505026104_1091.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i290.photobucket.com/albums/ll262/Limeix3/bloggers/31641_1428966133226_1505026104_1091.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i290.photobucket.com/albums/ll262/Limeix3/bloggers/IMG_0324.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i290.photobucket.com/albums/ll262/Limeix3/bloggers/31641_1429001894120_1505026104_1091.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i290.photobucket.com/albums/ll262/Limeix3/bloggers/31641_1429001854119_1505026104_1091.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was Yingzi's birthday that day, and they decided to sabotage her by spraying those party thingy on her, and threw her into the water fountain, it's still not enough, in the end everyone was being pulled into the water and almost everyone got wet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i290.photobucket.com/albums/ll262/Limeix3/bloggers/31641_1429000294080_1505026104_1091.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i290.photobucket.com/albums/ll262/Limeix3/bloggers/31641_1429000254079_1505026104_1091.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i290.photobucket.com/albums/ll262/Limeix3/bloggers/31641_1428982773642_1505026104_1091.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i290.photobucket.com/albums/ll262/Limeix3/bloggers/IMG_03211.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ended off with the group photo and instax taken! :D&lt;br /&gt;Overall had a great day with them!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7763873165292808329-5121831821769407077?l=getme-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7763873165292808329/posts/default/5121831821769407077'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7763873165292808329/posts/default/5121831821769407077'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getme-out.blogspot.com/2010/06/first-time-to-marina-barrage.html' title='First time to Marina Barrage!'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14474373764427919099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6YxbpE-ahOg/TbdlVrykBkI/AAAAAAAAFWo/xf-H1lz_rA4/s220/SAM_0235.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i290.photobucket.com/albums/ll262/Limeix3/bloggers/th_2-26.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7763873165292808329.post-176601608611626227</id><published>2010-05-29T14:41:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-29T20:45:57.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jump up high and out of the city</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K9psU8rnQcM/TAEMGiWG4QI/AAAAAAAAFLg/A293TRbXJRg/s1600/31641_1428975493460_1505026104_1091497_7986857_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K9psU8rnQcM/TAEMGiWG4QI/AAAAAAAAFLg/A293TRbXJRg/s400/31641_1428975493460_1505026104_1091497_7986857_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5476671928297513218" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MYE result is like shit.&lt;br /&gt;I only managed to pass my Science, which is my weakest subject among the rest.&lt;br /&gt;I could get higher position in my class, but all because of my fnn, my grades were pulled down.&lt;br /&gt;The most demotivating among all is my math, i actually flunked it when it's my best subject.&lt;br /&gt;Whatever, i have to start to revise my work and get everything into my head by the end of June.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7763873165292808329-176601608611626227?l=getme-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7763873165292808329/posts/default/176601608611626227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7763873165292808329/posts/default/176601608611626227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getme-out.blogspot.com/2010/05/jump-up-high-and-out-of-city.html' title='Jump up high and out of the city'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14474373764427919099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6YxbpE-ahOg/TbdlVrykBkI/AAAAAAAAFWo/xf-H1lz_rA4/s220/SAM_0235.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K9psU8rnQcM/TAEMGiWG4QI/AAAAAAAAFLg/A293TRbXJRg/s72-c/31641_1428975493460_1505026104_1091497_7986857_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7763873165292808329.post-2764525439601629581</id><published>2010-05-25T15:04:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-25T15:36:17.441+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Advertorial'/><title type='text'>Hong Kong Dragon Boat Festival Game</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Advertorial&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This year, to publicise the Hong Kong Dragon Boat Carnival, the Hong Kong Tourism Board had introduce a iphone game to allow the public to know more about the carnival.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K9psU8rnQcM/S_t4NghvecI/AAAAAAAAFKg/KBz3E7LAS08/s1600/105599.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K9psU8rnQcM/S_t4NghvecI/AAAAAAAAFKg/KBz3E7LAS08/s400/105599.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475101945464060354" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K9psU8rnQcM/S_t4OG4mI2I/AAAAAAAAFKo/aWpm9lF5G8I/s1600/105599_3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K9psU8rnQcM/S_t4OG4mI2I/AAAAAAAAFKo/aWpm9lF5G8I/s400/105599_3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475101955760464738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K9psU8rnQcM/S_t4OVnlzeI/AAAAAAAAFKw/FoaZi72Jmrk/s1600/105599_4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K9psU8rnQcM/S_t4OVnlzeI/AAAAAAAAFKw/FoaZi72Jmrk/s400/105599_4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475101959715671522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K9psU8rnQcM/S_t4OVnlzeI/AAAAAAAAFKw/FoaZi72Jmrk/s1600/105599_4.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this game, the players will act as the drummer pounding the drum(phone) rhythmically to the dragon boat music. The score will increase as you hit it accurately. Through this game, player will know more about the dragon boat carnival and had a "digital" feel of being part of the dragon boat team.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i290.photobucket.com/albums/ll262/Limeix3/Advertorial/cats.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;You can know more about the game at &lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.discoverhongkong.com/eng/interactive/mobile_game.html"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Mobile Zone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt; of their&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://discoverhongkong.com/"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:large;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;Official Website&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7763873165292808329-2764525439601629581?l=getme-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7763873165292808329/posts/default/2764525439601629581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7763873165292808329/posts/default/2764525439601629581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getme-out.blogspot.com/2010/05/hong-kong-dragon-boat-festival-game.html' title='Hong Kong Dragon Boat Festival Game'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14474373764427919099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6YxbpE-ahOg/TbdlVrykBkI/AAAAAAAAFWo/xf-H1lz_rA4/s220/SAM_0235.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K9psU8rnQcM/S_t4NghvecI/AAAAAAAAFKg/KBz3E7LAS08/s72-c/105599.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7763873165292808329.post-1436523015094982717</id><published>2010-05-14T22:45:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-14T23:23:52.581+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Because it's unique among the rest</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K9psU8rnQcM/S-1j9TXIB6I/AAAAAAAAFJw/5JRtIr8YkwQ/s1600/Blue_roses_ID.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 225px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K9psU8rnQcM/S-1j9TXIB6I/AAAAAAAAFJw/5JRtIr8YkwQ/s400/Blue_roses_ID.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5471139027145459618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;I always find blue roses unique although they're dyed(?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="font-size:small;"&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woot. exams are over. like so finally!&lt;br /&gt;Giving myself a few days break before school starts again yo. :D&lt;br /&gt;Have to plan my june holiday wisely.&lt;br /&gt;But before that, i supposed there's tons of remedials during the holidays.&lt;br /&gt;Whateverrrr, it's the last year. GAMBATTE LIMEI!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right after today's exam, went home, and went out in late afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;Headed to town to met up with &lt;img src="http://i290.photobucket.com/albums/ll262/Limeix3/soft-domo-kun.gif" /&gt;Sorry i'm late. :/&lt;br /&gt;I didn't know he can count the time till so nice that he really reached at 2.15pm.&lt;br /&gt;but still, i never make him wait till so jiaklat hor. only 10 to 15minutes only lor.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, i still felt gulity making him to wait for me so long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since &lt;img src="http://i290.photobucket.com/albums/ll262/Limeix3/images.jpg" /&gt; is hungry, we went to fareast to had our meal @ KFC.&lt;br /&gt;Talk talk, laugh laugh, and went to walk around fareast after that.&lt;br /&gt;Fareast is super noob today, the air-con is totally not working.&lt;br /&gt;Global warming also can die liao, go shopping centre no aircon even worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walked around ion next, and brought some stuff. then train to yishun then to ssc.&lt;br /&gt;Was super amazed by one of the shop that sells japanese snack.&lt;br /&gt;Like so cool. i wanna try them! But no kachings. T.T&lt;br /&gt;i was like telling &lt;img src="http://i290.photobucket.com/albums/ll262/Limeix3/soft-domo-kun.gif" /&gt; i'm going back once i got the kaching.&lt;br /&gt;Like seriously, the packaging already makes me feel like eating them liao lor!&lt;br /&gt;SO chio and SO kawaii. &lt;3 &lt;br /&gt;Then accompanied &lt;img src="http://i290.photobucket.com/albums/ll262/Limeix3/images.jpg" /&gt; for his dinner of briyani, while i went back to aston to takeaway coleslaw.&lt;br /&gt;And yes, back home after that. yooo!&lt;br /&gt;okay, i'm tired. bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7763873165292808329-1436523015094982717?l=getme-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7763873165292808329/posts/default/1436523015094982717'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7763873165292808329/posts/default/1436523015094982717'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getme-out.blogspot.com/2010/05/because-its-unique-among-rest.html' title='Because it&apos;s unique among the rest'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14474373764427919099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6YxbpE-ahOg/TbdlVrykBkI/AAAAAAAAFWo/xf-H1lz_rA4/s220/SAM_0235.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K9psU8rnQcM/S-1j9TXIB6I/AAAAAAAAFJw/5JRtIr8YkwQ/s72-c/Blue_roses_ID.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7763873165292808329.post-2605249563622410613</id><published>2010-05-02T23:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-02T23:50:51.202+08:00</updated><title type='text'>After watching SHINee's hello baby...</title><content type='html'>I found my new boyfriend. ^^&lt;br /&gt;Jong Hyun! Omg, he's so cute. hiakhiak.&lt;br /&gt;I don't really take much notice to those stars, but his action in hello baby really caught my eye!&lt;br /&gt;He's super cute and funny yoooo.&lt;br /&gt;And yes, after searching for his photos, i think he's also ping's love.&lt;br /&gt;Alright, whateverrr. I didn't know until i found his photo.&lt;br /&gt;So whatever you want to say, meh no care!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i290.photobucket.com/albums/ll262/Limeix3/Loves/edited.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See, i still make him stand out among the others by making the rest colourless. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i290.photobucket.com/albums/ll262/Limeix3/Loves/jonghyun1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i290.photobucket.com/albums/ll262/Limeix3/Loves/SHINee_Kim_Jonghyun5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i290.photobucket.com/albums/ll262/Limeix3/Loves/jonghyun5.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like him better when he's in blonde. &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7763873165292808329-2605249563622410613?l=getme-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7763873165292808329/posts/default/2605249563622410613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7763873165292808329/posts/default/2605249563622410613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getme-out.blogspot.com/2010/05/after-watching-shinees-hello-baby.html' title='After watching SHINee&apos;s hello baby...'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14474373764427919099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6YxbpE-ahOg/TbdlVrykBkI/AAAAAAAAFWo/xf-H1lz_rA4/s220/SAM_0235.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i290.photobucket.com/albums/ll262/Limeix3/Loves/th_edited.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7763873165292808329.post-5654721972177661988</id><published>2010-04-29T09:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-29T09:39:00.844+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mid year period</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K9psU8rnQcM/S9jeld6sX2I/AAAAAAAAFJg/Y47LTpqyTr0/s1600/IMG_0222.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K9psU8rnQcM/S9jeld6sX2I/AAAAAAAAFJg/Y47LTpqyTr0/s400/IMG_0222.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5465362883081428834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Days are passing so fast recently. Argh.&lt;br /&gt;There's not enough time for everything. I'm going insane sooner or later. -_-&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to do this and that, but due to the TIME, everything have to push backwards.&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to go out and chill, but the thought of the time running up soon totally sucks.&lt;br /&gt;I promise i'm going to give myself a big treat on my birthday or after my O's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally completed my fnn coursework, now left with bits and pieces of touch up to do.&lt;br /&gt;Now i'm just left with more research to do, 'cause my research is like very little (to me) and the part B coursework after June holidays.&lt;br /&gt;MYE is just coming so soon, starting from today.&lt;br /&gt;Gotta do revision so that i can pass all my MYE and not getting shitty result like my CT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My goal for now, get into TP with domo, (see i so good, willing to pei him travel so far. LOL)&lt;br /&gt;Okay, actually it's for personal reason that i wanna get into TP. Not going to reveal. (nehninehnipoopoo, LOL)&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry for not going for breakfast with domo today yo.&lt;br /&gt;I suggested having breakfast at KFC today 'cause of YP kept on tempting meeee!&lt;br /&gt;Then in the end i put him aeroplane 'cause i'm lazy to go down to semb. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, i really feel like working back to work for a few days!&lt;br /&gt;Seriously strong feeling of going back to work for few days, yes, to do that, PASS MY MYE.&lt;br /&gt;i really missed my working friend alot, but i've no time to go down like i did previously cause of the busyness.&lt;br /&gt;I'm letting go of lots of things, just for catching enough time.&lt;br /&gt;So soon, you guys will be seeing me neglecting this blog for a long period of time yo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahhhhh, i'm also going broke this month! Like seriously!&lt;br /&gt;I was still thinking how come i spent so fast in this month, then realise that i've been baking and trying out for my practical. -.-&lt;br /&gt;SO, ANOTHER THING TO TAKE NOTE, &lt;b&gt;NO MORE BAKING FOR THE REST OF THE MONTHS&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;If you want me to bake, give me the money for ingredient, then i'll consider.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so i'll be MIA from internet soon for MYE, updating my twitter when i'm free or whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: x-large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#FF0000;"&gt;MIA FROM 29APRIL TO 14MAY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7763873165292808329-5654721972177661988?l=getme-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7763873165292808329/posts/default/5654721972177661988'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7763873165292808329/posts/default/5654721972177661988'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getme-out.blogspot.com/2010/04/mid-year-period.html' title='Mid year period'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14474373764427919099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6YxbpE-ahOg/TbdlVrykBkI/AAAAAAAAFWo/xf-H1lz_rA4/s220/SAM_0235.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K9psU8rnQcM/S9jeld6sX2I/AAAAAAAAFJg/Y47LTpqyTr0/s72-c/IMG_0222.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7763873165292808329.post-1619435874134736772</id><published>2010-04-24T22:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-24T22:19:56.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Missing the days</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K9psU8rnQcM/S9L2ia1MqXI/AAAAAAAAFJY/YfkYCoi5k_M/s1600/IMG_0216.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K9psU8rnQcM/S9L2ia1MqXI/AAAAAAAAFJY/YfkYCoi5k_M/s400/IMG_0216.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5463700369132267890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's time to summaries up what i've been up to this week yo.&lt;br /&gt;Shall try to summaries the each day within few lines. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;Best practice of doing english summary. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Monday&lt;/b&gt;, had oral. Was like cool. The oral feedback was like i got mostly band 2.&lt;br /&gt;So most probably i'll ended up in the high band of band 2.&lt;br /&gt;Like wowwww. hiakhiak, Anyway i was super nervous that day. Random thoughts came up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday&lt;/b&gt;, didn't went for remedials 'cause was excuse from Ms Lee to try out practical dishes.&lt;br /&gt;The dishes turn out well. Was super excited for the practical.&lt;br /&gt;The final year of me having F&amp;amp;N or cooking in school. hiakhiak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Wednesday&lt;/b&gt;, had practical! Super nervous before knowing that the invigilator will not come.&lt;br /&gt;Seriously i don't think my this practical is good yo. It's like the way i cook at home is different i cook at school.&lt;br /&gt;Ended up everything, Hockyong and Damian wait for me to end my practical, thanks yo.&lt;br /&gt;I didn't expect anyone to stay back to wait for my practical to end.&lt;br /&gt;All always say want stay want stay, then in the end didn't stay, still ask me go deliver. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Thursday&lt;/b&gt;, had physic remedial, then english remedial was cancelled, wait for wy to end her english remedial, then home.&lt;br /&gt;Late at night, received a call from cel to call Ms Lee.&lt;br /&gt;Was told to re-do my muffin practical 'cause she forgotten to took one solo photo of my muffin.&lt;br /&gt;I was like, "huhhh?! finally relax liao need redo?!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Friday,&lt;/b&gt; morning i was like waiting for kitchen to be open, the rest was like asking me why was i there when i'd finished my practical.&lt;br /&gt;I explained that i've to redo, then the rest seems to be more aggitated than me. LOL&lt;br /&gt;I still find it ok, just that i've to stay back again, while they think it's unfair.&lt;br /&gt;'cause i've like already finish liao then need to do again. LOL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Saturday&lt;/b&gt;, which is today. Suppose to go down habourfront for my camera.&lt;br /&gt;But in the end i was like lazy after clearing my room and washing the kitchen.&lt;br /&gt;So, never go. LOL. Met up with &lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  style="color:#996633;"&gt;Domo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt; for dinner at Admirity.&lt;br /&gt;I had a small lil bit of the cinnamon melt which i crave for a few days already.&lt;br /&gt;Know why small lil bit? 'cause i'm too full, and supposingly to share with him, but in the end he need to finish up all. Got the feel of getting cheated right. LOL&lt;br /&gt;Then accompany him down to cwp for popular, which he had spent &lt;b&gt;$38 plus&lt;/b&gt; on his design thingy. &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Awww. Sad right! &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were like kept on suan-ing each other and he kept making me laugh like mad.&lt;br /&gt;Home around 9plus yo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mid year is coming, like i'm so dead if i fail any subject again.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7763873165292808329-1619435874134736772?l=getme-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7763873165292808329/posts/default/1619435874134736772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7763873165292808329/posts/default/1619435874134736772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getme-out.blogspot.com/2010/04/missing-days.html' title='Missing the days'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14474373764427919099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6YxbpE-ahOg/TbdlVrykBkI/AAAAAAAAFWo/xf-H1lz_rA4/s220/SAM_0235.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K9psU8rnQcM/S9L2ia1MqXI/AAAAAAAAFJY/YfkYCoi5k_M/s72-c/IMG_0216.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7763873165292808329.post-7175028837629322529</id><published>2010-04-17T23:00:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-17T23:10:45.344+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Spelt troubled.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K9psU8rnQcM/S8nNkYa7J3I/AAAAAAAAFJI/ZKr3rJlPfew/s1600/IMG_0224.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K9psU8rnQcM/S8nNkYa7J3I/AAAAAAAAFJI/ZKr3rJlPfew/s400/IMG_0224.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5461122048077801330" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out with wy, qi and lh today.&lt;br /&gt;Headed off to SSC first to pass some stuff to ahqiang.&lt;br /&gt;Then to daiso walk walk, before heading to yishun for lunch at 18chef.&lt;br /&gt;Was suppose to meet up with a blogshop owner to collect my top.&lt;br /&gt;But she was like late, and didn't reply my text, so change to have postage.&lt;br /&gt;I'm so not going to wait for late blog shop owner again after the last experience.&lt;br /&gt;Anyway that person offered free postage, so why not. hiakhiak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After lunch headed to Bugisss! &lt;br /&gt;Long time never go bugis, i'm like a mountain tortise, dk how to walk. LOL. -_-&lt;br /&gt;Most of the things or route changed, so don't really know how to go. -.-&lt;br /&gt;After that walked to Sunteccc!&lt;br /&gt;Since we couldn't find the thing that qi wanted, so we headed back home.&lt;br /&gt;Before heading home, went down to marsiling for a while.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;'cause of that stupid mandy and ahyee who kept calling me to go down.&lt;br /&gt;See, i so good right, went down, even though it's a short while only. hiakhiak.&lt;br /&gt;Back to causeway to find cm, then went home together.&lt;br /&gt;Okah, that's all for today. Baibaizxzxz!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7763873165292808329-7175028837629322529?l=getme-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7763873165292808329/posts/default/7175028837629322529'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7763873165292808329/posts/default/7175028837629322529'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getme-out.blogspot.com/2010/04/spelt-troubled.html' title='Spelt troubled.'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14474373764427919099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6YxbpE-ahOg/TbdlVrykBkI/AAAAAAAAFWo/xf-H1lz_rA4/s220/SAM_0235.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K9psU8rnQcM/S8nNkYa7J3I/AAAAAAAAFJI/ZKr3rJlPfew/s72-c/IMG_0224.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7763873165292808329.post-1638475903747421587</id><published>2010-04-16T22:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-16T22:15:59.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The smile is never real like before</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K9psU8rnQcM/S8hw5yIrZ2I/AAAAAAAAFJA/qLJEOXh2mMQ/s1600/IMG_0192.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K9psU8rnQcM/S8hw5yIrZ2I/AAAAAAAAFJA/qLJEOXh2mMQ/s400/IMG_0192.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5460738686199752546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going out tomorrow. Woot.&lt;br /&gt;Finally i'm going out tmr, hope nothing goes wronggggg! &lt;br /&gt;Update more tmr! teehee! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7763873165292808329-1638475903747421587?l=getme-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7763873165292808329/posts/default/1638475903747421587'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7763873165292808329/posts/default/1638475903747421587'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getme-out.blogspot.com/2010/04/smile-is-never-real-like-before.html' title='The smile is never real like before'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14474373764427919099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6YxbpE-ahOg/TbdlVrykBkI/AAAAAAAAFWo/xf-H1lz_rA4/s220/SAM_0235.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K9psU8rnQcM/S8hw5yIrZ2I/AAAAAAAAFJA/qLJEOXh2mMQ/s72-c/IMG_0192.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7763873165292808329.post-8755614816927266354</id><published>2010-04-10T20:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-10T20:16:26.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Yet another day gone.</title><content type='html'>Oh yes, 6 more months to go. &lt;br /&gt;Time check: 8.12pm and i'm falling asleep soon.&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to move my blog to wordpress soon.&lt;br /&gt;Anyone know how to lock certain post on wordpress?&lt;br /&gt;I tried but idk how to. -_-&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeaaa, give me idea of my new url. hiakhiak.&lt;br /&gt;Don't feel like using this url anymore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My stomach is giving me prob. Yes, BIG prob.&lt;br /&gt;I think i might have eaten some wrong stuff, that cause my stomach to feel so uncomfortable. -.-&lt;br /&gt;Gave today outing a miss due to that too. Argh.&lt;br /&gt;Another saturday is wasted at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CIP today, knocking at people's door early in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;"Good morning, we're from evergreen secondary. We're here to teach you how to save electricity through PC. Just follow the steps listed on the paper will do. Thank you. Byebye"&lt;br /&gt;Repeated this in either chinese or english whenever someone open the door.&lt;br /&gt;Okay, cheated a bit, we didn't really knock all the door.&lt;br /&gt;We don't really have the courage to knock though, damn funny in the beginning.&lt;br /&gt;Was grouped with Sha, kendrick and siddiq, a nice experience though.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7763873165292808329-8755614816927266354?l=getme-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7763873165292808329/posts/default/8755614816927266354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7763873165292808329/posts/default/8755614816927266354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getme-out.blogspot.com/2010/04/yet-another-day-gone.html' title='Yet another day gone.'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14474373764427919099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6YxbpE-ahOg/TbdlVrykBkI/AAAAAAAAFWo/xf-H1lz_rA4/s220/SAM_0235.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7763873165292808329.post-1462305057889830534</id><published>2010-04-08T21:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-08T21:21:41.511+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I don't wanna know anything, not now.</title><content type='html'>Time is stressing me up.&lt;br /&gt;Practical is just 2 weeks away, and yet i still haven't decide on my last 2 dishes.&lt;br /&gt;I find that i'm super slow this year, argh.&lt;br /&gt;i seriously need to create 2 recipe out by the end of this week, and get my recipe approve by Ms Lee.&lt;br /&gt;Luckily it's friday tomorrow. Like, friday is always so long to come.&lt;br /&gt;Sucks, Saturday have to go back school for CIP.&lt;br /&gt;why this saturday?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm tired of studyinggggggggggggggggggggggggggggggg.&lt;br /&gt;My heart is not with me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7763873165292808329-1462305057889830534?l=getme-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7763873165292808329/posts/default/1462305057889830534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7763873165292808329/posts/default/1462305057889830534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getme-out.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-dont-wanna-know-anything-not-now.html' title='I don&apos;t wanna know anything, not now.'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14474373764427919099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6YxbpE-ahOg/TbdlVrykBkI/AAAAAAAAFWo/xf-H1lz_rA4/s220/SAM_0235.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7763873165292808329.post-5022249758832441497</id><published>2010-04-06T19:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-06T19:53:47.978+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Believe in yourself</title><content type='html'>School is getting tedious yo,test like almost everyday.&lt;br /&gt;How i wish sec5 life can be over soonnnn! 7 more months to go.&lt;br /&gt;Say fast also not fast, slow also not slow.&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, next next week is my F&amp;N practicalll! Still have trouble with those dishes.&lt;br /&gt;Arghhh, out of the 3 i chosen, only the muffin works!&lt;br /&gt;Die liao lo. Now have to re find my recipes.&lt;br /&gt;Duh! Why recipes so hard to find one! -.-&lt;br /&gt;Okay ciaos.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7763873165292808329-5022249758832441497?l=getme-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7763873165292808329/posts/default/5022249758832441497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7763873165292808329/posts/default/5022249758832441497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getme-out.blogspot.com/2010/04/believe-in-yourself.html' title='Believe in yourself'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14474373764427919099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6YxbpE-ahOg/TbdlVrykBkI/AAAAAAAAFWo/xf-H1lz_rA4/s220/SAM_0235.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7763873165292808329.post-7982603427071387318</id><published>2010-04-04T20:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-04T20:18:11.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I miss those times we'd.</title><content type='html'>I wanted to blog, but idk what to blog.&lt;br /&gt;Oh well, everyday seems to be the same.&lt;br /&gt;Same timetable, same routine, same uniform, same people.&lt;br /&gt;Oh wellllll, there isn't any major change lately.&lt;br /&gt;Except for, i finally had my chemistry lesson after 3 months.&lt;br /&gt;Cool huh? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Attack those books, and conquer them. It's easy.&lt;br /&gt;I just have to burn the books into ashes, and drink them. (Y)&lt;br /&gt;Just joking. I'll only burn them. Not after my O's.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, i suddenly missed the times i'd working at Astons.&lt;br /&gt;I randomly laughed at myself when i suddenly remember Kenny face was near me last time to scare me. LOL&lt;br /&gt;It's was really fun during that time.&lt;br /&gt;Why the times flies so slow now? :/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7763873165292808329-7982603427071387318?l=getme-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7763873165292808329/posts/default/7982603427071387318'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7763873165292808329/posts/default/7982603427071387318'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getme-out.blogspot.com/2010/04/i-miss-those-times-wed.html' title='I miss those times we&apos;d.'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14474373764427919099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6YxbpE-ahOg/TbdlVrykBkI/AAAAAAAAFWo/xf-H1lz_rA4/s220/SAM_0235.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7763873165292808329.post-1385952104499076099</id><published>2010-04-01T15:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-04-01T15:13:54.429+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When you open your the hands that you held tightly, you realise that it's just empty.</title><content type='html'>Perhaps you only know what you want after you had lost it.&lt;br /&gt;I finally know what i want, what i want to do.&lt;br /&gt;No, i'm not being emo. so stfu if you keep on saying me emo.&lt;br /&gt;It's just some random thoughts, I'm a human too, remember?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7763873165292808329-1385952104499076099?l=getme-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7763873165292808329/posts/default/1385952104499076099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7763873165292808329/posts/default/1385952104499076099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getme-out.blogspot.com/2010/04/when-you-open-your-hands-that-you-held.html' title='When you open your the hands that you held tightly, you realise that it&apos;s just empty.'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14474373764427919099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6YxbpE-ahOg/TbdlVrykBkI/AAAAAAAAFWo/xf-H1lz_rA4/s220/SAM_0235.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7763873165292808329.post-6706409870234517722</id><published>2010-03-28T20:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-28T21:00:40.171+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Don't say you love me, cause you don't even know me</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;A part of me wants an answer, but a part of me doesn’t want to know. A part of me wants to keep holding on, but a part of me wants to let you go.&lt;span class="Apple-tab-span" style="white-space:pre"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;               -via tumblr&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7763873165292808329-6706409870234517722?l=getme-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7763873165292808329/posts/default/6706409870234517722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7763873165292808329/posts/default/6706409870234517722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getme-out.blogspot.com/2010/03/dont-say-you-love-me-cause-you-dont.html' title='Don&apos;t say you love me, cause you don&apos;t even know me'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14474373764427919099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6YxbpE-ahOg/TbdlVrykBkI/AAAAAAAAFWo/xf-H1lz_rA4/s220/SAM_0235.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7763873165292808329.post-1579162396535842312</id><published>2010-03-25T17:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-25T17:27:25.778+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fucking stop your stupid attitude and thinking.</title><content type='html'>nb. i was suay enough to got chosen to call my parents.&lt;br /&gt;i told my mum bout it, and she started to rant at me. &lt;br /&gt;seriously she couldn't see the hardwork i've placed in to achieve good result. &lt;br /&gt;yes, i'm not those super guai kids who will study every single minute. &lt;br /&gt;i'm not a study material. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's super tiring when you actually tried your best but still cannot pass. &lt;br /&gt;yes. it's my problem. &lt;br /&gt;but, what I hated the most is that, just because i was always seen using the comp i'm not studying. just because my phone keep ring, meaning i'm not concentrating. wtf is this?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why can't you just fucking give me my own place and time to study myself and not fucking forcing me? &lt;br /&gt;I know maybe is i never put in extra effort.  &lt;br /&gt;but, i'm seriously trying very hard. &lt;br /&gt;don't fucking stress me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7763873165292808329-1579162396535842312?l=getme-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7763873165292808329/posts/default/1579162396535842312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7763873165292808329/posts/default/1579162396535842312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getme-out.blogspot.com/2010/03/fucking-stop-your-stupid-attitude-and.html' title='fucking stop your stupid attitude and thinking.'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14474373764427919099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6YxbpE-ahOg/TbdlVrykBkI/AAAAAAAAFWo/xf-H1lz_rA4/s220/SAM_0235.jpg'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7763873165292808329.post-6043911668532680982</id><published>2010-03-24T20:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-03-24T20:41:46.534+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm not sad, but neither am i happy.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K9psU8rnQcM/S6oHKQNovVI/AAAAAAAAFI4/lPFGBVFDOJ0/s1600/IMG_0189.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K9psU8rnQcM/S6oHKQNovVI/AAAAAAAAFI4/lPFGBVFDOJ0/s400/IMG_0189.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5452178171617656146" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cool, multi-tasking now. Doing my English compo while blogging.&lt;br /&gt;I don't talk to anyone bout my r/s stuff.&lt;br /&gt;So that's why people start assuming things themselves.&lt;br /&gt;So, they don't know anything, but yet they act as if they know all bout me.&lt;br /&gt;I'm not as simple as you people think, so &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;b&gt;DON'T ASSUME&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School was getting up on me. I've so many up to do.&lt;br /&gt;I need to start to learn from the very first chapter.&lt;br /&gt;'cause i know shit bout any of the subject.&lt;br /&gt;Yes, i myself also wondered how do i pass my N's.&lt;br /&gt;Now i've quitted, i've more time to concentrate on my studies.&lt;br /&gt;So yea, till my next update. CIAOS.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7763873165292808329-6043911668532680982?l=getme-out.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7763873165292808329/posts/default/6043911668532680982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7763873165292808329/posts/default/6043911668532680982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://getme-out.blogspot.com/2010/03/im-not-sad-but-neither-am-i-happy.html' title='I&apos;m not sad, but neither am i happy.'/><author><name>Emily</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/14474373764427919099</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='24' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6YxbpE-ahOg/TbdlVrykBkI/AAAAAAAAFWo/xf-H1lz_rA4/s220/SAM_0235.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K9psU8rnQcM/S6oHKQNovVI/AAAAAAAAFI4/lPFGBVFDOJ0/s72-c/IMG_0189.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry></feed>
