<?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-3799312542146391845</id><updated>2012-02-16T15:00:27.805+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Story Of My Life</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justaclicktoreachme.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799312542146391845/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justaclicktoreachme.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>GABRIEL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09168827927344377445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>34</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3799312542146391845.post-5717949988610218652</id><published>2007-12-14T23:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-15T00:53:30.512+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CHANGED.</title><content type='html'>miss me? yea i missed u so much! aww. thats so sweet.&lt;br /&gt;im back from church camp! it was so much fun! heres a summary of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;day one, 12th dec, wednesday. SLINGSHOT! thats my teamname.&lt;br /&gt;we checked in at 230. we were in one of the homes at TEAM NS chalet. its at pasir ris if u guys dunno where that is. its quite cool cause we had a canteen right beside our chalet. when we checked in, the auntie kept pestering us to rent her bikes, saying that they were super cheap going for 2 dollars an hour. and 4 for 2 hours. like we dunno.. anyway we just said we might borrow them one of these days. (we did not cause our schedule was pretty much packed with fun and laughter) they had a pool table there too! so exciting. i played afew games on it. it was nothing grand, just ordinary table. very small but just made do. had our first lessons in the night with me leading the worship session. its great to hear from kel that what i sang was what she wanted to hear... i was touched. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;day 2, had 2 sessions of teachings then proceeded on to play games. so fun!&lt;br /&gt;we played captain ball with fruits, orange, tomato, and the finals we had a plastic bag with papaya, orange, eggs.. all grossy mixed. i went to jump for it and then my bro snatched and we broke the bag, the papaya came out. and while we were still snatching for the bag, sly fox deon went to take the papaya and smash it all over my head. so gross la. i dun like fruits. and papaya just stinks. ALOT. almost vomited after smelling myself. GROSS.&lt;br /&gt;then we won all the rounds. after that we played apple eating, watermelon eating, and finally we had the waterbag throwing, defend the queen! so fun. after that we all just threw free for all. haha. fun!!!!!!!! went around throwing at people. these waterbags were special, my groups one was filled with sweet sauce, the dark one. the other groups had chilli sauce or curry sauce in them. gross! and we still used them to throw at each other. it was quite fun. hehe. then we had a skit performance and bbq in the night. SLINGSHOT rocks man, we won the skit as well. and we were afterall the overall champions for the whole camp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love my group mates and the leader!! yup i bunked with deon, jerm, my bro. kinda hard to sleep during the first night but the next day was ok cause deon slept on the sleeping bag! thanks!! he had a great sleep too : ) and im back!!!&lt;br /&gt;got a little sorethroat, better drink more water..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*tragedy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3799312542146391845-5717949988610218652?l=justaclicktoreachme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799312542146391845/posts/default/5717949988610218652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799312542146391845/posts/default/5717949988610218652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justaclicktoreachme.blogspot.com/2007/12/changed.html' title='CHANGED.'/><author><name>GABRIEL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09168827927344377445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3799312542146391845.post-6991763509159859444</id><published>2007-12-12T09:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-12T10:02:33.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Keep On Movin'</title><content type='html'>hey blog! im back! stayed over at bestie's (deon) place the night before, we watched men in white. what a retarded show. we watched vcd so it wasnt so bad. i think that those people who went to the cinemas must be really pissed to have been cheated of their money. STUPID SHOW. only some funny parts and there are gross parts as well. as in disgusting in a sick way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had some interesting findings at his place that made me overjoyed. is was this MAX6 disc. its like the highlight of my era when i was in a day care centre, love the songs in that disc and ive listened to it all day yest, singing along to some familliar tunes too. what a blast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today is the camp that my camp begins, still haven packed my stuff. going for breakfast now, come back and pack later!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will be gone till friday. TAKE CARE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*ssimuoy&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3799312542146391845-6991763509159859444?l=justaclicktoreachme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799312542146391845/posts/default/6991763509159859444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799312542146391845/posts/default/6991763509159859444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justaclicktoreachme.blogspot.com/2007/12/keep-on-movin.html' title='Keep On Movin&apos;'/><author><name>GABRIEL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09168827927344377445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3799312542146391845.post-5126316686221043285</id><published>2007-12-09T00:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-09T00:17:39.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pass me by.</title><content type='html'>woah. just got back home from wedding dinner from a kin. at first i didnt even know whos wedding dinner i was going to. even if they told me that persons name, i wouldnt know who he/she is. cause maybe i haven met that person before.. oh well went in place of my aunt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had a nine course meal. the food was soso only. nothing exceptional but yea. food is food. we need it for survival so eat la. then i had three glasses of beer. dunno what brand couldnt tell because im not a frequent drinker nor am i that good. after 2.5 glasses, my whole face turned red. i looked like a well cooked lobster. could feel the rush of blood to the head and i was feeling hot. seriously. but i haven come to the stage where i talked nonsense and all. hehe. okok late already. have to sleep cause got church tmr. night!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3799312542146391845-5126316686221043285?l=justaclicktoreachme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799312542146391845/posts/default/5126316686221043285'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799312542146391845/posts/default/5126316686221043285'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justaclicktoreachme.blogspot.com/2007/12/pass-me-by.html' title='pass me by.'/><author><name>GABRIEL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09168827927344377445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3799312542146391845.post-602992984266133618</id><published>2007-12-07T21:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-07T22:23:04.402+08:00</updated><title type='text'>IN PIECES.</title><content type='html'>hey blog! back again. hehe. how have u been.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just had a super funny convo with jasmine. haha. here is part of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've got a backbone stronger than you says:&lt;br /&gt;i RMB her&lt;br /&gt;&lt;- G -&gt;      what do i do without u..                                              ( number II ) says:&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;- G -&gt;      what do i do without u..                                              ( number II ) says:&lt;br /&gt;yea right..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;- G -&gt;      what do i do without u..                                              ( number II ) says:&lt;br /&gt;after so long&lt;br /&gt;i've got a backbone stronger than you says:&lt;br /&gt;TSK&lt;br /&gt;i've got a backbone stronger than you says:&lt;br /&gt;kuku&lt;br /&gt;i've got a backbone stronger than you says:&lt;br /&gt;i think when sch reopens, i cannot recognise you.&lt;br /&gt;i've got a backbone stronger than you says:&lt;br /&gt;-.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;- G -&gt;      what do i do without u..                                              ( number II ) says:&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;- G -&gt;      what do i do without u..                                              ( number II ) says:&lt;br /&gt;thats good&lt;br /&gt;&lt;- G -&gt;      what do i do without u..                                              ( number II ) says:&lt;br /&gt;i wont feel so malu already&lt;br /&gt;&lt;- G -&gt;      what do i do without u..                                              ( number II ) says:&lt;br /&gt;hehe&lt;br /&gt;i've got a backbone stronger than you says:&lt;br /&gt;wah best.&lt;br /&gt;i've got a backbone stronger than you says:&lt;br /&gt;you say one aj&lt;br /&gt;i've got a backbone stronger than you says:&lt;br /&gt;ah*&lt;br /&gt;i've got a backbone stronger than you says:&lt;br /&gt;i dont know youa lr&lt;br /&gt;i've got a backbone stronger than you says:&lt;br /&gt;alr*&lt;br /&gt;i've got a backbone stronger than you says:&lt;br /&gt;bye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;- G -&gt;      what do i do without u..                                              ( number II ) says:&lt;br /&gt;wei&lt;br /&gt;&lt;- G -&gt;      what do i do without u..                                              ( number II ) says:&lt;br /&gt;dun la&lt;br /&gt;&lt;- G -&gt;      what do i do without u..                                              ( number II ) says:&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;- G -&gt;      what do i do without u..                                              ( number II ) says:&lt;br /&gt;okok&lt;br /&gt;&lt;- G -&gt;      what do i do without u..                                              ( number II ) says:&lt;br /&gt;i intro myself again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;- G -&gt;      what do i do without u..                                              ( number II ) says:&lt;br /&gt;hi my name is gabriel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;- G -&gt;      what do i do without u..                                              ( number II ) says:&lt;br /&gt;yr classmate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;- G -&gt;      what do i do without u..                                              ( number II ) says:&lt;br /&gt;for next year&lt;br /&gt;i've got a backbone stronger than you says:&lt;br /&gt;orh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;- G -&gt;      what do i do without u..                                              ( number II ) says:&lt;br /&gt;u are?&lt;br /&gt;i've got a backbone stronger than you says:&lt;br /&gt;*5seconds passed*&lt;br /&gt;i've got a backbone stronger than you says:&lt;br /&gt;who are you ah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;- G -&gt;      what do i do without u..                                              ( number II ) says:&lt;br /&gt;grr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;- G -&gt;      what do i do without u..                                              ( number II ) says:&lt;br /&gt;*slaps&lt;br /&gt;&lt;- G -&gt;      what do i do without u..                                              ( number II ) says:&lt;br /&gt;*wait for 5 sec to pass&lt;br /&gt;&lt;- G -&gt;      what do i do without u..                                              ( number II ) says:&lt;br /&gt;*slap again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;- G -&gt;      what do i do without u..                                              ( number II ) says:&lt;br /&gt;*wait for another 5 secd&lt;br /&gt;&lt;- G -&gt;      what do i do without u..                                              ( number II ) says:&lt;br /&gt;*slap u again&lt;br /&gt;i've got a backbone stronger than you says:&lt;br /&gt;asshole&lt;br /&gt;&lt;- G -&gt;      what do i do without u..                                              ( number II ) says:&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;- G -&gt;      what do i do without u..                                              ( number II ) says:&lt;br /&gt;i shall post this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;- G -&gt;      what do i do without u..                                              ( number II ) says:&lt;br /&gt;so cool&lt;br /&gt;i've got a backbone stronger than you says:&lt;br /&gt;-.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;- G -&gt;      what do i do without u..                                              ( number II ) says:&lt;br /&gt;hehe&lt;br /&gt;i've got a backbone stronger than you says:&lt;br /&gt;nth else to post ah&lt;br /&gt;&lt;- G -&gt;      what do i do without u..                                              ( number II ) says:&lt;br /&gt;yea&lt;br /&gt;i've got a backbone stronger than you says:&lt;br /&gt;then dont post la&lt;br /&gt;&lt;- G -&gt;      what do i do without u..                                              ( number II ) says:&lt;br /&gt;why&lt;br /&gt;&lt;- G -&gt;      what do i do without u..                                              ( number II ) says:&lt;br /&gt;i got nothing to post so much post what&lt;br /&gt;&lt;- G -&gt;      what do i do without u..                                              ( number II ) says:&lt;br /&gt;youre not talking sense at all&lt;br /&gt;i've got a backbone stronger than you says:&lt;br /&gt;you then not talking sense&lt;br /&gt;i've got a backbone stronger than you says:&lt;br /&gt;you read wad you type&lt;br /&gt;&lt;- G -&gt;      what do i do without u..                                              ( number II ) says:&lt;br /&gt;haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;- G -&gt;      what do i do without u..                                              ( number II ) says:&lt;br /&gt;must*&lt;br /&gt;i've got a backbone stronger than you says:&lt;br /&gt;i'm saying since you got nth to post then dont post!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hha. such retards we both are. actually. many people in my class also like that. just that i haven mentioned them. they do exist in this world, sadly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway. yesterday was cool man.&lt;br /&gt;SA and rachel went to watch kingdom. some show about terrorist. so funny. i didnt know that they were promised that when they die, they would be given 72 virgins. the question is. are they female or male virgins? that is the funny thing. go watch achmed on youtube and you'll laugh yr butt off, hes a dead terrorist.&lt;br /&gt;after the show, we went to play pool at meridian. for abt 20-30 mins. then rachel went back already. so me, bert , jun and keith went to irc to play lan. hehe. didnt know time passed to fast, we played battlefield, cs then went off already. spent 4 hours there. it was fun playing with them. love them so much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that we went to eat dinner and headed home. enjoyed myself really really much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TODAY!&lt;br /&gt;went to school for training, then went for lunch.. training so slack. did some drills, ran 2.4km then played 5v5. hehe. starting of the match i score so many three pointers. made 4 shots outta 6. improving.. i think lifting weights help too. more power so i feel easier to shoot the ball from long distances. cool! then we shifted into youngberg.(if u want it called that. BERT) haha. yea unpacked everythin already but all still quite unsettled. things will get better soon. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok take care guys!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3799312542146391845-602992984266133618?l=justaclicktoreachme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799312542146391845/posts/default/602992984266133618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799312542146391845/posts/default/602992984266133618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justaclicktoreachme.blogspot.com/2007/12/in-pieces.html' title='IN PIECES.'/><author><name>GABRIEL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09168827927344377445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3799312542146391845.post-2153958537918887665</id><published>2007-12-05T23:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-05T23:21:41.375+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DEAD silence.</title><content type='html'>i went to school to train this morning. so cool. i think i can shoot pretty well already. sometimes my hand placing just gets out of place so have to slowly adjust and get it back on target again. supposed to play ball with my classmates but it was raining so we didnt go. instead i went for lunch with rachel and then went to jun's place..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we cabbed there cause it was raining elephants and hippos and it was so wet. the stupid queue so long also, took like 20 mins to get our cab. then we watched this horror show called DEAD SILENCE. i think its damn good. the twist at the end totally stunned me. i really admire the director who came up with this idea. its from the creators of SAW. ^^ love their SAW films. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;-this show is abt the myth where this woman called Mary Shaw, who is a ventroliquist, would slit off yr tongue if she haunts u and u scream. cool show. 4 stars outta 5. go catch it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;felt kinda sad this afternoon, maybe its the weather.. or not. yup tired. gonna sleep soon. take care!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;*    -&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3799312542146391845-2153958537918887665?l=justaclicktoreachme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799312542146391845/posts/default/2153958537918887665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799312542146391845/posts/default/2153958537918887665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justaclicktoreachme.blogspot.com/2007/12/dead-silence.html' title='DEAD silence.'/><author><name>GABRIEL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09168827927344377445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3799312542146391845.post-6015591332461032739</id><published>2007-12-04T15:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-04T16:00:59.172+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SO FLY!</title><content type='html'>wow ive been watching jeff dunham with his puppets. i think its so cool. its like, putting life into something that doesnt exist at all. talking using yr throat such that no one else notices. imagine all the pranks u can pull off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how bout when yr fren is drinking a can of coke, put life into that. i bet yr fren will freak out while hes drinking that can.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so cool right!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now there are boxes all around the house, ready to move out by friday! yay. can leave the ants, lizards and sadly, BASKETBALL court behind. shall take photos of the new house and post them up someday. yup i will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes! training tmr! i heard mondays training been kinda slack cause only 11 people turned up. and our coach isnt around anymore so the influence of our players would have created quite an impact on our humble bball captain. ha. guess we lack discipline... its ok i'll just go tmr and see whats really going on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok shall upload some nice videos later. tata!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3799312542146391845-6015591332461032739?l=justaclicktoreachme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799312542146391845/posts/default/6015591332461032739'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799312542146391845/posts/default/6015591332461032739'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justaclicktoreachme.blogspot.com/2007/12/so-fly.html' title='SO FLY!'/><author><name>GABRIEL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09168827927344377445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3799312542146391845.post-3535033268806761008</id><published>2007-12-03T16:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-03T17:56:57.034+08:00</updated><title type='text'>random questions.</title><content type='html'>by courtesy of eunice. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;grab the book nearest to you, turn to page 18, and find line 4!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tell me what the people in the picture are doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;stretch your left arm out as far as you can!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;touched the other side of earth&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;what is the last thing you watched on tv?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;soccer. singapore vs. vietnam.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;without looking, guess what time it is!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;4.30pm&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;now look at the clock. what is the actual time?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;5.01pm. ok time flies so?..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;with the exception of the computer, what can you hear?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;stupid commentator with his rubbish.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;when did you last step outside?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;since yest.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;what were you doing?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;stayed at home, packed an audio system, ate, watched tv.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;before you started this survey, what did you look at?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;my sister&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;what are you wearing?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nothing                  much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;did you dream last night?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;yea. cool dream.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;when did you last laugh?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;to myself in front of the com.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;what are on the walls you are in?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;lizard shit, clock.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;seen anything weird lately?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i saw a dragonfly wing in my living room.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;what do you think of this quiz?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;u say leh. -.-&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;what is the last film you saw?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;enchanted!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;if you became a multi-millionaire overnight, what would you buy?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm. a big house. a nice car, ps3. and the newest computer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tell me something about you that i don't know.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;i am male.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;if you could change one thing about the world, regardless of guilt or politics, what would you do?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;world peace. lol.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;d&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;o you like to dance?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;yes. love to dance.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;imagine your first child is a girl, what do you call her?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;sweetie pie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;imagine your first child is a boy, what do you call him?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;tarzan.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;would you ever consider living abroad?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;yea. if theres not enough space in singapore.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;what do you want God to say to you when you reach the pearly gates?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: normal; font-style: italic;"&gt;hi, ive been waiting for u..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TAG youre it:&lt;br /&gt;MEIMEI&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3799312542146391845-3535033268806761008?l=justaclicktoreachme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799312542146391845/posts/default/3535033268806761008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799312542146391845/posts/default/3535033268806761008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justaclicktoreachme.blogspot.com/2007/12/random-questions.html' title='random questions.'/><author><name>GABRIEL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09168827927344377445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3799312542146391845.post-5764250582802708891</id><published>2007-12-02T22:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-02T22:45:28.756+08:00</updated><title type='text'>INTERESTING.</title><content type='html'>wah im gonna be bored tmr. supposed to help shift house but instead im the housekeeper. supposed to stay at home and wait for the delivery man to come and give me my PERFUME! yay. been wanting them for so so long. what are they? perfume la. dun tell u what perfume. let u smell and guess. lol. very nice de. thats the only clue. helpful eh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the shawn ward song- no promises. so nice. listening to it over and over again. thanks to jasmine who suddenly asked me what that song was and who sang it. and even gave me the link to watch it on youtube.THANKS! (shes always against me so she should be thankful that i said thanks:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im gonna start my workout already. plan to do gym almost everyday. whether at home or in the gym. found out that i can actually do my weights at home! so much more convenient. but i must be discipline and set aside time for studies. grr. talk about studies. haven touched my notes since so long. must go touch abit more. haha. okok i WILL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh just found out that im supposed to sing christmas carols for church this year again. yay. looking forward to it. wonder what are the songs gonna be like. i sang on the hill faraway that christmas. followed by other songs. exciting. shall train myself to sing chinese songs already. really admire those people who sing chinese songs. like more emotions. now all the english songs so mixed. got what rap, all those. dead mental. hha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok im going off!&lt;br /&gt;take care blog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;*starlight.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3799312542146391845-5764250582802708891?l=justaclicktoreachme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799312542146391845/posts/default/5764250582802708891'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799312542146391845/posts/default/5764250582802708891'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justaclicktoreachme.blogspot.com/2007/12/interesting.html' title='INTERESTING.'/><author><name>GABRIEL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09168827927344377445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3799312542146391845.post-5432770065892117333</id><published>2007-12-01T22:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-01T22:47:24.398+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SHIFTING</title><content type='html'>yay shifting house already. can move in to a bigger room more spacious and no more stairs to climb. might get unfit cause everyday i climb many flights of stairs just to reach my room or visit the toilet. i will miss this home very much. the one at horizon. come to think about it, ive hosted my best frens birthday here, gatherings, my 17th birthday, 07 class chalet here. im gonna miss this place very much. all the ang moh kids running around, most importantly GYM AND BASKETBALL COURT THATS RIGHT BESIDE MY HOUSE. aww. no more....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the other hand. the new house rocks la. look like hotel like that. looking forward to move in asap. have to keep everythin tidy and nice. its like a house that u wont be impressed by outside, once u step in.. ^^ u wont expect that. yay so excited. NEXT week moving in already. YES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok signing off. its late already. was out the whole day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;*L O V E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3799312542146391845-5432770065892117333?l=justaclicktoreachme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799312542146391845/posts/default/5432770065892117333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799312542146391845/posts/default/5432770065892117333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justaclicktoreachme.blogspot.com/2007/12/shifting.html' title='SHIFTING'/><author><name>GABRIEL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09168827927344377445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3799312542146391845.post-5350150039006584685</id><published>2007-11-30T22:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-30T22:48:58.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SORRY!</title><content type='html'>ok i shall blog everyday now. prove that i meant what i said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was quite interesting. slacked in the morning then went to play bball at seng kang cc in the afternoon. had some trouble getting used to the court at first but as time progressed. managed to grasped how much strength to use for my shots. and i can say that i did pretty well today. played fast and furious. however, i end up hurting myself, scrapped my knee and fell on my back like twice.. there were Jon, Jun, Keith, Bert, Ken and I. 6 of us. we played as much as we could. challenged some people that we didnt think we could win at all, but we did managed to win because we were determined. though at an disadvantaged. due to height or experience. i really did enjoy myself...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wish we can all play together next year as a team. i really think that we're much better than the rest of the bball team now. as in teamwork and plays. we rock!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for dinner at BK. then got home asap. :) specially.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok short post for today. the rest of the pictures that i haven put up can be found in eunice's blog. her hard work sure pays off. hehe. be sure to catch those pictures there!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;*youre the one&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3799312542146391845-5350150039006584685?l=justaclicktoreachme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799312542146391845/posts/default/5350150039006584685'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799312542146391845/posts/default/5350150039006584685'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justaclicktoreachme.blogspot.com/2007/11/sorry.html' title='SORRY!'/><author><name>GABRIEL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09168827927344377445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3799312542146391845.post-8149213429235336355</id><published>2007-11-27T18:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-28T20:23:57.595+08:00</updated><title type='text'>YES IM BACK. long long post.</title><content type='html'>hey! im back.. what a blast the chalet was. wasnt as bad as expected. though there were little upsets, who cares. we had fun and thats just the main thing other than our class bonding that is important too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok before that. on the 23rd of Nov, it was godma's birthday. we got her a card. wrote lots of stuff in it. i drew a heart too. : ) she means alot to us. my siblings and i. still remembered the times she always pampered us with clothings, food, toys.. we feel very fortunate to have her as our aunt and godmother. HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY GODMA. (does not sound like how WX always say to sonia. hehe)&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;                                          on the 26th of Nov was our class chalet. it was held here in horizon gardens. a picture paints a thousand words. so here goes. : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v3tjakt16SM/R0vw6XZ6EpI/AAAAAAAAAAs/ehUdW6VBgO0/s1600-h/DSC00824.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v3tjakt16SM/R0vw6XZ6EpI/AAAAAAAAAAs/ehUdW6VBgO0/s320/DSC00824.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137464685451940498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;            &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;joan, eunice and jasmine preparing to get thrown into the pool. applying sunblock after we played the S05 game and the don't do. game. : ) fun!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v3tjakt16SM/R0v0OXZ6EqI/AAAAAAAAAA0/ifurJ-kKphM/s1600-h/DSC00825.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v3tjakt16SM/R0v0OXZ6EqI/AAAAAAAAAA0/ifurJ-kKphM/s320/DSC00825.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137468327584207522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;                                          thats me.. sleepy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v3tjakt16SM/R0v0O3Z6ErI/AAAAAAAAAA8/l9eZpbw1WRo/s1600-h/DSC00827.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v3tjakt16SM/R0v0O3Z6ErI/AAAAAAAAAA8/l9eZpbw1WRo/s320/DSC00827.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137468336174142130" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                                    &lt;br /&gt;                         &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 255);"&gt;unprepared shot of eunice and joan. guess who lookin at them at the back XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v3tjakt16SM/R0v0PXZ6EsI/AAAAAAAAABE/gVJjXKePm1Q/s1600-h/DSC00828.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v3tjakt16SM/R0v0PXZ6EsI/AAAAAAAAABE/gVJjXKePm1Q/s320/DSC00828.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137468344764076738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                      &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;aww. so sweet. joan and jasmine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v3tjakt16SM/R0v0PnZ6EtI/AAAAAAAAABM/o9W4ZqUIWHU/s1600-h/DSC00830.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v3tjakt16SM/R0v0PnZ6EtI/AAAAAAAAABM/o9W4ZqUIWHU/s320/DSC00830.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137468349059044050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                 &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 153);"&gt;the water is making eunice look fat. haha. still as pretty!&lt;/span&gt;                                     &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v3tjakt16SM/R0v0QHZ6EuI/AAAAAAAAABU/GK6YNGRciL4/s1600-h/DSC00833.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v3tjakt16SM/R0v0QHZ6EuI/AAAAAAAAABU/GK6YNGRciL4/s320/DSC00833.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137468357648978658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;                              &lt;br /&gt;                                     &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);"&gt;group photo after water polo! hehe. elias first time see water fountain&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that we went to change up and waited for a special guest. SONIA! then we went to the hub for lunch and watch movie! ENCHANTED. quite interesting show. should go watch if youre free. brg a girl along. :) wont regret.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v3tjakt16SM/R0wHlHZ6EvI/AAAAAAAAABc/bkkSQ1lsP64/s1600-h/DSC00841.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v3tjakt16SM/R0wHlHZ6EvI/AAAAAAAAABc/bkkSQ1lsP64/s320/DSC00841.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137489609147159282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v3tjakt16SM/R0wHlXZ6EwI/AAAAAAAAABk/U2ydwS1vLrU/s1600-h/DSC00840.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v3tjakt16SM/R0wHlXZ6EwI/AAAAAAAAABk/U2ydwS1vLrU/s320/DSC00840.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137489613442126594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                      &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 153);"&gt;  two pretty girls. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v3tjakt16SM/R0wHmnZ6ExI/AAAAAAAAABs/ESOKJ-2iKvk/s1600-h/DSC00846.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v3tjakt16SM/R0wHmnZ6ExI/AAAAAAAAABs/ESOKJ-2iKvk/s320/DSC00846.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137489634916963090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                            &lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt; just chillin'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v3tjakt16SM/R0wHnHZ6EyI/AAAAAAAAAB0/FrOn1rvzWA4/s1600-h/DSC00850.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v3tjakt16SM/R0wHnHZ6EyI/AAAAAAAAAB0/FrOn1rvzWA4/s320/DSC00850.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137489643506897698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                  &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;GUESS WHO? haha.&lt;br /&gt;                                          answer is: ihz naf&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v3tjakt16SM/R0wHonZ6EzI/AAAAAAAAAB8/G2UBF67RC8c/s1600-h/DSC00848.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v3tjakt16SM/R0wHonZ6EzI/AAAAAAAAAB8/G2UBF67RC8c/s320/DSC00848.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137489669276701490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                                                                 &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;eunice the pro cube solver.~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                                               &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v3tjakt16SM/R0wKXnZ6E0I/AAAAAAAAACE/tVZdDgBAI5Q/s1600-h/DSC00851.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v3tjakt16SM/R0wKXnZ6E0I/AAAAAAAAACE/tVZdDgBAI5Q/s320/DSC00851.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137492675753808706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;ting zhe!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v3tjakt16SM/R0wKYXZ6E1I/AAAAAAAAACM/tkV8_Xk19gM/s1600-h/DSC00852.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v3tjakt16SM/R0wKYXZ6E1I/AAAAAAAAACM/tkV8_Xk19gM/s320/DSC00852.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137492688638710610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kaizheng dun eat me! ah!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v3tjakt16SM/R0wKZ3Z6E2I/AAAAAAAAACU/gnJNklcwoDc/s1600-h/DSC00854.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v3tjakt16SM/R0wKZ3Z6E2I/AAAAAAAAACU/gnJNklcwoDc/s320/DSC00854.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137492714408514402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 102);"&gt;sleeping beauty and blue riding hood. XD&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v3tjakt16SM/R0wKb3Z6E3I/AAAAAAAAACc/SbpkFqY4lYE/s1600-h/DSC00855.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_v3tjakt16SM/R0wKb3Z6E3I/AAAAAAAAACc/SbpkFqY4lYE/s320/DSC00855.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137492748768252786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;always got eunice, cause she keep takin her own photos. haha. oops. exposed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v3tjakt16SM/R0wKcXZ6E4I/AAAAAAAAACk/IwbAOpYibmk/s1600-h/DSC00858.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v3tjakt16SM/R0wKcXZ6E4I/AAAAAAAAACk/IwbAOpYibmk/s320/DSC00858.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137492757358187394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 153);"&gt;there she goes again. wah so secretive. must be badmouthing about u.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v3tjakt16SM/R0wMVHZ6E5I/AAAAAAAAACs/J6-weHtZank/s1600-h/DSC00862.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v3tjakt16SM/R0wMVHZ6E5I/AAAAAAAAACs/J6-weHtZank/s320/DSC00862.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137494831827391378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok i look weird in this photo. eunice looks pretty good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v3tjakt16SM/R0wMVXZ6E6I/AAAAAAAAAC0/U1WdDBjPtd4/s1600-h/DSC00866.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v3tjakt16SM/R0wMVXZ6E6I/AAAAAAAAAC0/U1WdDBjPtd4/s320/DSC00866.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137494836122358690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 255, 255);"&gt;blue riding hood and the big bad wolf. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v3tjakt16SM/R0wMWHZ6E7I/AAAAAAAAAC8/uZ5zkgJ5sBE/s1600-h/DSC00868.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v3tjakt16SM/R0wMWHZ6E7I/AAAAAAAAAC8/uZ5zkgJ5sBE/s320/DSC00868.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137494849007260594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;basketball court! lovely place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v3tjakt16SM/R0wMWnZ6E8I/AAAAAAAAADE/TkK9kdJzUa8/s1600-h/DSC00869.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_v3tjakt16SM/R0wMWnZ6E8I/AAAAAAAAADE/TkK9kdJzUa8/s320/DSC00869.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137494857597195202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kiddy palace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v3tjakt16SM/R0wMXXZ6E9I/AAAAAAAAADM/zFvUDGyjdFE/s1600-h/DSC00867.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_v3tjakt16SM/R0wMXXZ6E9I/AAAAAAAAADM/zFvUDGyjdFE/s320/DSC00867.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5137494870482097106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;time for bbq!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok got alot of photos. i will slowly load them tmr. hehe. tired already. fred not. will be up soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it will be with a summary of everythin as well. promise. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;signing off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;*lovely&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3799312542146391845-8149213429235336355?l=justaclicktoreachme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799312542146391845/posts/default/8149213429235336355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799312542146391845/posts/default/8149213429235336355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justaclicktoreachme.blogspot.com/2007/11/yes-im-back-long-long-post.html' title='YES IM BACK. long long post.'/><author><name>GABRIEL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09168827927344377445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_v3tjakt16SM/R0vw6XZ6EpI/AAAAAAAAAAs/ehUdW6VBgO0/s72-c/DSC00824.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3799312542146391845.post-4137187888966155209</id><published>2007-11-23T21:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-23T22:16:28.446+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i wish.</title><content type='html'>pack pack pack. keep packing stuff. we're gonna shift out of this hotel resort already. because we wanna live at my aunts place to keep her company and sell this house away. im gonna miss this place. all the fun and birthdays i had over here. i wish we didnt shift out. but the new house will be much nearer to my school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this house was my grandmas place, now that shes gone. ive had certain regrets. i didnt talk to her when she was at my aunts place, still remember that time when i went over after school, she was there having lunch and i was sitting with her. i just didnt know what to say to her, how to communicate to her, in chinese, but i managed to talk a little to her. i should talk more. who knows when she would leave us. i didnt. and now. regrets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have these dreams where my family members passed away, once my dad and mom, and even my brother. why do i dream these dreams and end up crying after that. such a torture to myself. even my brother says he hears me crying. i dun wanna dream these dreams anymore. i dun want them to come true either. no. no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok enough emo stuff already. had quite a funny experience at the gym today. tell u bout it tmr. hehe. : ) good night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;*emotions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3799312542146391845-4137187888966155209?l=justaclicktoreachme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799312542146391845/posts/default/4137187888966155209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799312542146391845/posts/default/4137187888966155209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justaclicktoreachme.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-wish.html' title='i wish.'/><author><name>GABRIEL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09168827927344377445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3799312542146391845.post-6791096526545583015</id><published>2007-11-23T09:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-23T10:10:18.401+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FINALLY</title><content type='html'>yay no more training till next tuesday. thats so fun. but might not go either cause i got chalet till tuesday morning. they wanna start training at 730. mad or what. anyway its good cause we train lesser and get dismissed earlier. more time for ourselves too. ive informed my captain so got excuse. see how.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on wed, things were pretty hectic, we got scolding and lecturing like never before. from one thing, lead to another, and back to the same thing again. what cumblesome happenings. im glad its just all over.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our class list has been released and our class still remains with several others joining us from 1S07. hope we'll be fine next year as 2S04. why 4. such a ugly number. 5 is one of my favourite numbers. 9 and 12 is nice too. maybe cause they were my index number before. still.. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;monday is our class gathering at my place! its gonna be a blast man, games planned out, overnight, pool party. hehe. so fun! just cant wait for everythin to take place. we're gonna enjoy ourselves so so much. get to see my classmates once again! thats the most important.. : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will blog again later. whole day at home. hehe. see ya!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3799312542146391845-6791096526545583015?l=justaclicktoreachme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799312542146391845/posts/default/6791096526545583015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799312542146391845/posts/default/6791096526545583015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justaclicktoreachme.blogspot.com/2007/11/finally.html' title='FINALLY'/><author><name>GABRIEL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09168827927344377445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3799312542146391845.post-6745497404765249330</id><published>2007-11-20T22:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-20T22:04:48.977+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SIAN STUPID INTERNET.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;crap la. how suay, type so much then internet jammed and i didnt copy and paste my post somewhere else. darn it.&lt;br /&gt;i shall cut short my post now. DAMN INTERNET.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok training was tiring as usual, 2 more days to go before we accomplished four consecutive days of training. is it fun? yea it is, esp when u create good plays and get complimented. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well i was blogging about what happened today. we found out that our dearest MR.N wont be following us up to j2 anymore. and we were torn. felt a sense or regret and sadness overcome us all. i could see it in his eyes, i was feeling it myself. we're gonna miss him so so bad, all his smiles, his teachings, his voice, the way he jokes with us. are we gonna cope well without him? will be settle down proper in our new class with new CT and classmates. what are we gonna do without him? i dunno. i dunno. but all i know is that theres no other choice, nothing that we can do. I just wanna wish him all the best next year, with his new classes and we will always be there for him , like he will for us. We love u SIR. Do take care. God bless.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Ok internet is out again. Shall save this on word. Stupid Motorola. Lousy connections. Hehe.&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);" class="MsoNormal"&gt;*lets be.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3799312542146391845-6745497404765249330?l=justaclicktoreachme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799312542146391845/posts/default/6745497404765249330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799312542146391845/posts/default/6745497404765249330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justaclicktoreachme.blogspot.com/2007/11/sian-stupid-internet.html' title='SIAN STUPID INTERNET.'/><author><name>GABRIEL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09168827927344377445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3799312542146391845.post-6272855322387849578</id><published>2007-11-17T21:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-17T21:09:01.058+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CELEBRATE!</title><content type='html'>today is daddy's and granny's birthday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY DAD!&lt;/span&gt; and also my grandmas birthday. they wanna celebrate together but dunno why the cake was only for my grandma. i think they neglected my dad or didnt remember it was his birthday. poor thing. anyway we went to my cousins place to play! we had buffet food prepared and just ate them for both lunch and dinner. quite nice. but after lunch... eating it again COLD was not so favourable. but no choice so yea. just made do with it. AND we managed to watch two shows, &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;TRANSFORMERS&lt;/span&gt;(BEST SHOW) and SHADOWLESS SWORD(CRAP SHOW GOOD FIGHTING) yup and we played alot of xbox. until i headache. losing my grip on HALO2. used to be pretty good, now im just a feeder. lol. but it was fun blowing people up with the rocket launcher. hehe. : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yup thats all for today. maybe gonna play ball tmr. haven discuss yet. hope we will. i wanna train shooting too.&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt; BASKETBALL ROCKS! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;*its u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3799312542146391845-6272855322387849578?l=justaclicktoreachme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799312542146391845/posts/default/6272855322387849578'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799312542146391845/posts/default/6272855322387849578'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justaclicktoreachme.blogspot.com/2007/11/celebrate.html' title='CELEBRATE!'/><author><name>GABRIEL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09168827927344377445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3799312542146391845.post-2009151052615166513</id><published>2007-11-16T21:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-16T22:04:39.769+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WORN OUT.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;welcome back daddy! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay dad is back and he bought stuff for us. theres levis for my bro and i, more ties to go along with the shirts that i wear on sunday and more nagging that will eventually come when hes not happy with us. well i can take that. hehe i miss him alot. sometimes i even feel that ive neglected him, there was once, i didnt reply him when he was online because i was too busy gaming. he was very sad and went offline. after i found out. i felt so guilty. SORRY DADDY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;ok todays training sucked very bad. i had cramps on my leg, the sprinting killed me cause i didnt do my warm up. now i know thats very important. learnt a valuable lesson today. and our coach isnt that bad after all. we joked and talked. everythin went well. looks like we're able to make it next year. hopefully. im gonna rest tonight and apply some lotion and hope that the condition of my leg will improve so that i can ENDURE another four consecutive days of training next week. splendid isnt it. haa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh im gonna post a long long one about my SA frens that have been with me for over ten years. TEN. look out for it huh. : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok take care guys. AND S05 plz brg $10 on monday to pay for the class gathering. thanks for yr cooperation. otherwise u can go eat grass when u come. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;*loves&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3799312542146391845-2009151052615166513?l=justaclicktoreachme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799312542146391845/posts/default/2009151052615166513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799312542146391845/posts/default/2009151052615166513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justaclicktoreachme.blogspot.com/2007/11/blog-post.html' title='WORN OUT.'/><author><name>GABRIEL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09168827927344377445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3799312542146391845.post-4581292082611110465</id><published>2007-11-12T22:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-12T22:24:15.165+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dreaming.</title><content type='html'>this is something that i wanted to achieve. beatbox. check it out. : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ta-ATEOOo8M&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Ta-ATEOOo8M&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3799312542146391845-4581292082611110465?l=justaclicktoreachme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799312542146391845/posts/default/4581292082611110465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799312542146391845/posts/default/4581292082611110465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justaclicktoreachme.blogspot.com/2007/11/dreaming.html' title='dreaming.'/><author><name>GABRIEL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09168827927344377445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3799312542146391845.post-899936833302500757</id><published>2007-11-12T22:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-12T22:22:14.995+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MOODY.</title><content type='html'>today was so not exciting at all. went to school for lessons, then tutorials.. crap life is gonna be like that for the whole of next year. and im not enjoying it the least bit. do i have a choice? NO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TRAINING TOMORROW! yea awesome. i used to dread training, now theres more to it! so fun. learn new stuff during training. it seems like our coach isnt as bad as we thought. AND the main reason is i wanna try out my new shoes!!@!@!@ so happy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok thats all for tonight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here are some catchy pick up lines that u might wanna use. hehe.  (not like i use them)&lt;br /&gt;1.Hey baby, you must be a light switch, cuz every time I see you, you turn me on!&lt;br /&gt;2.If I told you that you had a great body, would you hold it against me?&lt;br /&gt;3.Nice to meet you, I'm (your name) and you are...gorgeous!&lt;br /&gt;4.Were your parents Greek Gods, 'cause it takes two gods to make a goddess.&lt;br /&gt;5.Do you have a map?  I just keep on getting lost in your eyes.&lt;br /&gt;6.Hey...somebody farted. Let's get out of here.&lt;br /&gt;7.Stand still so I can pick you up!&lt;br /&gt;8.Where have you been all my life?&lt;br /&gt;9.Your legs must be tired because you've been running through my mind all night.&lt;br /&gt;10.Baby, if you were words on a page, you'd be what they call FINE PRINT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats all folks. make good use huh. haha. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;*timeless&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3799312542146391845-899936833302500757?l=justaclicktoreachme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799312542146391845/posts/default/899936833302500757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799312542146391845/posts/default/899936833302500757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justaclicktoreachme.blogspot.com/2007/11/moody.html' title='MOODY.'/><author><name>GABRIEL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09168827927344377445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3799312542146391845.post-451919538582682374</id><published>2007-11-11T22:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-11T22:33:19.221+08:00</updated><title type='text'>too much.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;THERES SCHOOL TMR.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i still haven gotten used to the habit of getting down to study yet. crap. gonna stay back in school tmr to study and do tutorials. TUTORIALS:some thing that u dun wanna touch or hear about. the thought of it just makes u wanna lie in bed and sleep or do somethin else. haha. but this definition ought to change soon. it will. it must. no matter what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna get into a good university, thats why i got into a JC in the first place right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wish me luck. i will work hard with my class. &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 204, 204);"&gt;love&lt;/span&gt; them lots. : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;*we belong.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3799312542146391845-451919538582682374?l=justaclicktoreachme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799312542146391845/posts/default/451919538582682374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799312542146391845/posts/default/451919538582682374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justaclicktoreachme.blogspot.com/2007/11/too-much.html' title='too much.'/><author><name>GABRIEL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09168827927344377445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3799312542146391845.post-8478240038553508304</id><published>2007-11-11T17:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-11T17:20:46.512+08:00</updated><title type='text'>haha. JUST FOR LAUGHS. no offence rihanna.</title><content type='html'>this video is the MV of Vanilla Sky version of umbrella. its in rock. so yea. funny shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ComzYIYp0sM&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ComzYIYp0sM&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3799312542146391845-8478240038553508304?l=justaclicktoreachme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799312542146391845/posts/default/8478240038553508304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799312542146391845/posts/default/8478240038553508304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justaclicktoreachme.blogspot.com/2007/11/haha-just-for-laughs-no-offence-rihanna.html' title='haha. JUST FOR LAUGHS. no offence rihanna.'/><author><name>GABRIEL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09168827927344377445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3799312542146391845.post-4877987149406439573</id><published>2007-11-11T17:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-11T17:13:13.699+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Fullish</title><content type='html'>Man im so full now. Went to church this morning late cause i woke up and went back to sleep again. haha. the power of tiredness and the aircon. really deadly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after church we went to harbourfront to eat. tried this pizza house called New York Pizza, ordered the Queens pizza, the set meal came with a canned drink, a chicken wing and the pizza. It was huge. very filling and then the five of us (Deon, Clement, Jeremy, my bro Gerald and I) ordered $5 worth of rojak to eat. haha. only you tiao! hehe. enjoyed it so much. but not that good la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then i went to shop for my basketball shoes! finally got a decent pair that can fit my budget. $100.90 Adiddas!hehe. ok i shall blog later once more. since i owe. haha. see ya for now!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3799312542146391845-4877987149406439573?l=justaclicktoreachme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799312542146391845/posts/default/4877987149406439573'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799312542146391845/posts/default/4877987149406439573'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justaclicktoreachme.blogspot.com/2007/11/fullish.html' title='Fullish'/><author><name>GABRIEL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09168827927344377445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3799312542146391845.post-8815160798844753807</id><published>2007-11-09T21:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-09T21:53:14.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'>-GRAB IT!-</title><content type='html'>Man my body is aching, my tigh hurts when i walk down the stairs. i think i need a vacation. HAHA&lt;br /&gt;thats stupid. its the holidays already. just more rest will do i guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYway today was ok, went back to school for Math and Chem lessons. i woke up late la. Firstly, jun told me math was at 9 so i set my alarm at 730. so i can reach school in time. Then my alarm didnt ring. it was 820 already. Eunice messaged me "are you late or are u still sleeping" i was stunned. IT STARTED AT 8 STUPID. wah Jack lo. i said both. lol. so i quickly got changed and cabbed down to school.. then we decided to have badminton tmr! so we're gonna book court and decide where.. so far. we have no clue where to go. still discussing. haha. i think in the end. we'll end up playin some other stuff or slacking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my finger still hurts. its recovering fast. can see that but maybe cause i haven put it in water for the past few days. which is good i think. hope wont rot or anythin. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAPPY HOLIDAYS EVERYONE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;*i need u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3799312542146391845-8815160798844753807?l=justaclicktoreachme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799312542146391845/posts/default/8815160798844753807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799312542146391845/posts/default/8815160798844753807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justaclicktoreachme.blogspot.com/2007/11/grab-it.html' title='-GRAB IT!-'/><author><name>GABRIEL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09168827927344377445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3799312542146391845.post-6423756593373032374</id><published>2007-11-09T21:41:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-09T21:43:16.731+08:00</updated><title type='text'>IM in LOVE.      with their video that is.</title><content type='html'>crap. hilty and bosch are that damn good. really admire them.. i wish i had the moves.. : )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/C_l9dzHhqk4&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/C_l9dzHhqk4&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3799312542146391845-6423756593373032374?l=justaclicktoreachme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799312542146391845/posts/default/6423756593373032374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799312542146391845/posts/default/6423756593373032374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justaclicktoreachme.blogspot.com/2007/11/im-in-love.html' title='IM in LOVE.      with their video that is.'/><author><name>GABRIEL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09168827927344377445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3799312542146391845.post-7917484656736948959</id><published>2007-11-08T21:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-08T21:18:58.697+08:00</updated><title type='text'>IM BACK!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;FINALLY&lt;/span&gt;. basketball camp is over. it was so so tiring but beneficial. i can tell that our team grew alot from the times we spend together, playin, running, even sleeping. (not in the intimate way ) AND i'm tired. i slept for close to 5 hours luckily while Cuthbert slept for 3, Keith, Jun and Ng only managed to sleep for 2. they are mad. still can last throughout the night after the first day of training. i was dead tired so tried my best to sleep everywhere. firstly lied on the table, then went to gather three chairs and slept and slept and slept. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;Things gained from this camp.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;-a tired and aching body&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;-a tired mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;-better endurance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;-good bonds&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;-tan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;-my hand was stepped on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 102, 204);"&gt;-my elbow abrasioned&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;ALL IN ALL. it was WORTH IT.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow theres school and supposed to have training, luckily Miss R heard our plea and gave us a break!! so thankful towards her for that. i dun even know if i'll stay awake during the lessons. hope i will cause they are covering new topics. i CANT afford to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok im gonna rest early tonight. keep in touch ok!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;*lonely nights&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3799312542146391845-7917484656736948959?l=justaclicktoreachme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799312542146391845/posts/default/7917484656736948959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799312542146391845/posts/default/7917484656736948959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justaclicktoreachme.blogspot.com/2007/11/im-back.html' title='IM BACK!!'/><author><name>GABRIEL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09168827927344377445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3799312542146391845.post-6978202961259817044</id><published>2007-11-06T20:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-06T20:46:36.531+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OVER!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;OP IS OVER OVER OVER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;finally we're done. woohoo. no more OP no more tests no more exams until next year. but its time to study for next year and even more, revise what i didnt manage to grasp last year. tough but i will accomplish it. LETS AIM FOR UNI GUYS!! : )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;yea after OP we went to elias place, thought for quite awhile whether we should go there cause its at tampiness AND its super far away from my house. so in the end, everyone went to i didnt wanna be anti social and just followed along. i went to the fake disc shop below his place and bought some game that i thought would entertain me while the rest went about their stuffs. then we proceeding upstairs to his place. Elia's house is nice and cosy, didnt get to see his room at all but the outside was nice. then i tried the new disc AND it didnt work. was feeling ok about it and would wanna change it when we were going back home.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;WE WATCHED TRANSFORMERS!!!!!! &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;one of the best shows ever. u really miss out if u nvr watch it. super nice ok.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;ok after that&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 255);"&gt;AWE INSPIRING&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;show. haha elias favourite phrase. heard it today for the 4th time?. we finally went back home and i went to change the disc. then the guy gave me that kind of look. felt like punchin his face. but i dun want dirty my hand cause his teeth so black. then i kept trying all the disc. also cant work. then i finally changed to another game which i THOUGHT would work. but also cant install. haiz. learnt a valuable lesson today.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;DUN BUY PIRATED STUFF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;ok im tired. probably slept really late last night. i might sleep early tonight depends. like 12? HA. see u guys tmr!! our second last day together&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt; NOT FORGETTING OUR CLASS GATHERING ON THE 26TH ALRIGHT!!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"&gt;: ) love u lots S5.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;*so crazy about u&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3799312542146391845-6978202961259817044?l=justaclicktoreachme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799312542146391845/posts/default/6978202961259817044'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799312542146391845/posts/default/6978202961259817044'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justaclicktoreachme.blogspot.com/2007/11/over.html' title='OVER!!!!'/><author><name>GABRIEL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09168827927344377445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3799312542146391845.post-3503652065843506603</id><published>2007-11-05T21:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-05T22:15:56.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PANIC! at my mind. but all is well.</title><content type='html'>MAN OP is tomorrow and i dun think i'm ready for it. even thinking about it, standing infront of my classmates and assessers really put me at a discomfort. will i forget my lines? will i yawn? will i blank out? will... ok no worries, i shall practice once more when im lying on the bed, give me brother some noise pollution while hes sleeping. maybe he can help. yup i shall do that.  YAY i managed to get the floor plan out, smart me went to the schools website and copied the map and just added arrows and words on to it. : ) awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 255, 255);"&gt;GOOD LUCK FOR YR OPS ONCE AGAIN! take care of yourself S5 babies.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today was so much fun and the day before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the day before i went out for dinner. theres a super nice seafood restaurant at my grand dads place. might brg my class there for dinner someday. 12 dishes for 8 people. MAN and there was actually 14 dishes but luckily godpa went to cancel the other 2 cause we couldnt consume anymore. BUT the last dish, the last dish, SWEET stuff. there was crab in milk gravy and laksa noodles, it was HEAVENLY. i wanted to eat more, but the rest went to chiong for it when it came and i was still busy eating my chilli crab, only managed to get a bowl. well thats why im gonna go again. ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;TODAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to school for OP rehersal(like real), we just slacked throughout the day, talkin nonsense, playing cards, played DOTA against AI. quite fun actually, but nothing beats thrashing REAL people. lol. then they will just leave. ok back to today. WE played BASKETBALL ( Eunice, Jasmine, Xuan Rong, Fan Zhi, Elias , Wei Xiong), my fav fav fav. it was so fun, the sun was hot and we were just playing as much as we can. actually my classmates teamwork pretty good. just realise that we are capable of many things if we try. GO S5! oh afterwards we had challengers, they were like sec 2 or 3. so we agreed and played ( me, Jasmine, Xuan Rong, Fan Zhi, Wei Xiong). suddenly Fan zhi got cramps, i mean leg cramps haha. then he went to rest so we called the skilled and talented Eunice to come join us. Jasmine was already playin, shes pretty good also always kao ban. so cheat! but accurate la. sort of. haha.&lt;br /&gt;then elias just nursed Fan Zhi. lol. actually i kinda cheated, use height advantage to play so after awhile got bored and kept passing the ball to others. i really regret being short, although i can still play basketball without being disadvantaged, it wouldve been nicer if i was taller. for more reasons that is. watching wei xiong play is one of my new past times, hes so funny, like some small kid, the way he chases the ball and reach out to hit it away. haha. YOURE AMAZING. then i played MAN JIANG with Eunice, shes so funny la, for like the first fews rounds right, we couldnt get the first ball in and it always bounced off somewhere else. then cannot continue, we kept laughing like mad. she is always laughing. haha. even during her badminton game. hope she doesnt laugh tomorrow during OP. that will be quite bad. DUN LAUGH AR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that we went to macs to rest and talk about our secondary school days and more. (Wei Xiong, Elias, Me - Jasmine went back to her sec school to help, Xuan Rong and Fan Zhi went back home) we had lots of fun.. hehe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; YAY and guess what i got out of all that playing. TAN!! woohoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 51, 204);"&gt;SING!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was singing after basketball in macs, then Eunice said she doesnt like my singing. -PIANG HEARTBREAK-. no one said they didnt like my singing before.... she said "i dun like the Shhiii sound u make when u pronouce a T.. word." then i tried " dunno what sentence i sing" and it really sounded shiiish. man. i need to improve on my pronoucing. i WILL SING MORE TO IMPROVE AND DISTURB THE PEOPLE AROUND ME ONCE AGAIN. haha. yay. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok thats all for today. hope ive covered all the stuff of today and if i think or more. i'll update.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 102);"&gt;*i am a backstreet boy. lol&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3799312542146391845-3503652065843506603?l=justaclicktoreachme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799312542146391845/posts/default/3503652065843506603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799312542146391845/posts/default/3503652065843506603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justaclicktoreachme.blogspot.com/2007/11/panic-at-my-mind-but-all-is-well.html' title='PANIC! at my mind. but all is well.'/><author><name>GABRIEL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09168827927344377445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3799312542146391845.post-8493932675927235985</id><published>2007-11-04T21:01:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-04T21:19:29.429+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MOVE TO THE GROOVE presenting Hilty and Bosch- best of the best</title><content type='html'>i wanna be like them. i shall learn. check this out people. good stuff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/3oH7k_fEDIQ&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/3oH7k_fEDIQ&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3799312542146391845-8493932675927235985?l=justaclicktoreachme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799312542146391845/posts/default/8493932675927235985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799312542146391845/posts/default/8493932675927235985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justaclicktoreachme.blogspot.com/2007/11/move-to-groove.html' title='MOVE TO THE GROOVE presenting Hilty and Bosch- best of the best'/><author><name>GABRIEL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09168827927344377445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3799312542146391845.post-6415969834852782117</id><published>2007-11-04T14:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-04T15:08:09.010+08:00</updated><title type='text'>GROWN</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 255, 255);"&gt;hey im back again. *waves&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;yay i feel so proud of myself, still singing well even though i haven been to music practice for so long. thats a bad thing, i shall not forsake church anymore from now on. Pastor talked about the end of the world coming, now theres famine in our world, prices of food rising, shortage in more countries. is this all happening or am i just dreaming. *slaps* ok not a dream after all, time to wake up and get back in tune with God.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to church this morning and saw my best fren Deon, whos currently sitting for his A's. can see that hes struggling with that cause he hasnt been doing very well for his prelims, keep playing computer games. i am partly the accomplice. haha. anyway he's bucking up now, revising every now and then, burning the midnight oil to do revision. really admire him. anyway DUDE i wish u all the best for your A's. GO FOR IT and after that we can party. THEN its my turn. hope i will have the discipline early then wont have to work so so hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guess what? I GOT THE BACKSTREET BOYS NEW ALBUM -UNBREAKABLE- hehe downloaded it before i went to church finally get to listen to their new songs. im pretty impressed with their album once again, always so nice to listen to. im so glad they haven broken up, unlike blue, and westlife too! these bands will always stay with me throughout my days. even when im old, i think i'll still listen to their songs. aww. awesome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OPs on tuesday! gonna go back to school to practice one last time tomorrow before the actual thing. everyone jia you!! for those who haven taken their OP. 1S05 we can do it!&lt;br /&gt;i shall wait for more of backstreet boys new album's music video to come out before i post them here. meanwhile, i urge u all to go get the album! YAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;*ive managed to let go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3799312542146391845-6415969834852782117?l=justaclicktoreachme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799312542146391845/posts/default/6415969834852782117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799312542146391845/posts/default/6415969834852782117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justaclicktoreachme.blogspot.com/2007/11/grown.html' title='GROWN'/><author><name>GABRIEL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09168827927344377445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3799312542146391845.post-165467808167042215</id><published>2007-11-03T10:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-03T10:23:53.073+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Backstreet boys - Inconsolable</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/NhQZBeaxd9M&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/NhQZBeaxd9M&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3799312542146391845-165467808167042215?l=justaclicktoreachme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799312542146391845/posts/default/165467808167042215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799312542146391845/posts/default/165467808167042215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justaclicktoreachme.blogspot.com/2007/11/backstreet-boys-inconsolable_03.html' title='Backstreet boys - Inconsolable'/><author><name>GABRIEL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09168827927344377445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3799312542146391845.post-3413678238163112971</id><published>2007-11-03T10:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-03T10:23:26.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Backstreet boys - Inconsolable</title><content type='html'>I close the door&lt;br /&gt;Like so many times, so many times before&lt;br /&gt;Filmed like a scene on the&lt;br /&gt;cutting room floor&lt;a id="KonaLink0" target="_top" class="kLink" style="text-decoration: underline ! important; position: static;" href="http://www.mp3lyrics.org/b/backstreet-boys/inconsolable/#"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 102, 204) ! important; font-family: serif; font-weight: 400; font-size: 16px; position: static;color:#3366cc;" &gt;&lt;span class="kLink" style="color: rgb(51, 102, 204) ! important; font-family: serif; font-weight: 400; font-size: 16px; position: static;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna let you walk away&lt;br /&gt;tonight without a word&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I try to sleep, yeah&lt;br /&gt;But the clock is stuck on&lt;br /&gt;thoughts of you and me&lt;br /&gt;A thousand more regrets unraveling&lt;br /&gt;OOoh, if you were here right now,&lt;br /&gt;I swear I'd tell you this&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[ Chorus: ]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Baby I don't wanna waste another day&lt;br /&gt;Keepin it inside, it's killing me&lt;br /&gt;Cause all I ever wanted&lt;br /&gt;comes right down to you&lt;br /&gt;(to you)&lt;br /&gt;I wish that I could find the words to say&lt;br /&gt;Baby I would tell you,&lt;br /&gt;every time you leave&lt;br /&gt;I'm inconsolable&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I climb the walls, yeah&lt;br /&gt;I can see the edge,&lt;br /&gt;But I can't take the fall, no&lt;br /&gt;I've memorized the number&lt;br /&gt;So why can't I make the call&lt;br /&gt;Maybe cause I know you'll&lt;br /&gt;always be with me&lt;br /&gt;In the possibility&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[ Chorus ]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, no, no&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna be like this&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna let you know&lt;br /&gt;That everything I hold in&lt;br /&gt;Is everything I can't let go&lt;br /&gt;(oooh, can't let go)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cause BABAYYYYY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;[ Chorus ]&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't you know it baby&lt;br /&gt;I don't wanna waste another day&lt;br /&gt;I wish that I could find the words to say&lt;br /&gt;Baby I would tell you,&lt;br /&gt;every time you leave&lt;br /&gt;I'm inconsolable&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, yeah, yeah&lt;br /&gt;Oooh, I'm inconsolable&lt;br /&gt;Whoaa yeah&lt;br /&gt;I'm inconsolable&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3799312542146391845-3413678238163112971?l=justaclicktoreachme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799312542146391845/posts/default/3413678238163112971'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799312542146391845/posts/default/3413678238163112971'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justaclicktoreachme.blogspot.com/2007/11/backstreet-boys-inconsolable.html' title='Backstreet boys - Inconsolable'/><author><name>GABRIEL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09168827927344377445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3799312542146391845.post-3646237411666892080</id><published>2007-11-03T10:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-03T10:05:20.371+08:00</updated><title type='text'>backstreet boys-i still</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/vQiCubPDTvs&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/vQiCubPDTvs&amp;amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3799312542146391845-3646237411666892080?l=justaclicktoreachme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799312542146391845/posts/default/3646237411666892080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799312542146391845/posts/default/3646237411666892080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justaclicktoreachme.blogspot.com/2007/11/backstreet-boys-i-still.html' title='backstreet boys-i still'/><author><name>GABRIEL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09168827927344377445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3799312542146391845.post-815390416625623143</id><published>2007-11-03T09:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-03T09:26:00.278+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I still..</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;h2&gt;Backstreet Boys - I Still&lt;/h2&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt; Who are you now&lt;br /&gt;Are you still the same&lt;br /&gt;Or did you change somehow&lt;br /&gt;What do you do&lt;br /&gt;At this very moment when I think of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when I'm looking back&lt;br /&gt;How we were young and stupid&lt;br /&gt;Do you remember that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No matter how I fight it, can't deny it&lt;br /&gt;Just can't let you go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still need you&lt;br /&gt;I still care about you&lt;br /&gt;Though everything's been said and done&lt;br /&gt;I still feel you like I'm right beside you&lt;br /&gt;But still no word from you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now look at me&lt;br /&gt;Instead of moving on, not refuse to see&lt;br /&gt;That I keep coming back&lt;br /&gt;yeah, I'm stuck in a moment&lt;br /&gt;That wasn't meant to last&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've tried to fight it, can't deny it&lt;br /&gt;You don't even know that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I still need you&lt;br /&gt;I still care about you&lt;br /&gt;Though everything's been said and done&lt;br /&gt;I still feel you like I'm right beside you&lt;br /&gt;But still no word from you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No, No...&lt;br /&gt;I wish I could find you&lt;br /&gt;Just like you found me, that I&lt;br /&gt;Would never let you go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(need you, care about you)&lt;br /&gt;Though everything's been said and done, yeah&lt;br /&gt;I still feel you (I still feel you)&lt;br /&gt;like I'm right beside you (Like I'm right here beside you)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But still no word from you.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3799312542146391845-815390416625623143?l=justaclicktoreachme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799312542146391845/posts/default/815390416625623143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799312542146391845/posts/default/815390416625623143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justaclicktoreachme.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-still.html' title='I still..'/><author><name>GABRIEL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09168827927344377445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3799312542146391845.post-7006871131230330174</id><published>2007-11-03T08:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-03T10:11:20.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.D I L E M M A.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;IT'S 8.57 ALREADY. WHERE IS THAT PERSON. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;bet still sleeping. : )&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;i plan to finish up my I&amp;amp;R today. since OP would be on the coming Tuesday. i might present my work to my family on sunday and see if i'm actually prepared for this.            - to 1S05: &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 153, 255);"&gt;ALL THE BEST FOR YOUR OPS! must do well ok!&lt;/span&gt;-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(recent happenings)&lt;br /&gt;On Wed night, it was HALLOWEEN. was about to leave home to the gym and suddenly i was astound by what i saw. i felt like i was in a different country. Kids were dressed in costumes walking around the estate asking for sweets and titbits, some kids came ringing at the door so i just gave one tiny packet of sweets. didnt even know what occasion is was until i saw them. SO many ang mohs living here, everyday also see them. might be a good thing cause when i was 6 years old ,sitting infront of the tv watching miss universe, i told my mom that i wanted to marry ang moh cause they very pretty. haha. my mom still remembers it until now. amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Thursday, had to go back school for OP rehersals. it started at 8 but i thought it was at 830 then gave nithin the wrong information. haha. its always nithin. still remember that time we had our practical, we were supposed to measure the rubber dong (a red rubberly dong?) with our set up, so i went to put the rubber dong on the top plate, so i could remember later and soon after, nithin followed along, thinking that we were supposed to do that. HA. that was hilarious. i love my class. after rehersals, 17 of us came over to my place!! 17! thats almost like the whole class already out of 20 people. really happy cause the last time we planned an outing, only about half the class came. we had so much fun, played lan dota, played uno, disney monpoly, ps2 and one game of the "not funny" guess who. Eunice always looking for funny characters to laugh at. haha. Jasmine also sacrificed going to help out in her sec school to come and join us. of course we're more important.   i think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok i'll end here for now. shall think of more stuff so say, until then so long!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(255, 255, 51);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;*i feel like a cry baby. i cry in my dreams, cry in the movies, when theres heart break, i cry too. even when i laugh, tears just flow out of my eyes. what is wrong with me, have i watched too many shows that influence the way i react or am i just too emotional. i dont know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3799312542146391845-7006871131230330174?l=justaclicktoreachme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799312542146391845/posts/default/7006871131230330174'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799312542146391845/posts/default/7006871131230330174'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justaclicktoreachme.blogspot.com/2007/11/d-i-l-e-m.html' title='.D I L E M M A.'/><author><name>GABRIEL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09168827927344377445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3799312542146391845.post-6908456693621005258</id><published>2007-11-03T00:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-03T00:47:53.296+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hi I'm back again.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;YO MAMA &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;im back&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blogging has never seemed to work for me, had one when i was pri 6 still remember the every entertaining Simpson's theme i had with the password encripted on the blog page. hmm if my memory still serves me well, the password was nuke or somethin of that sort. ha. who cares. i always thought blogs took up huge amount of essential time that i can do many things with, and i didnt had the discipline to update. But i guess its time i tried to work with this. wish me luck.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway its good to be back. all thanks to Eunice who popped the question on this very night asking if i wanted a blog. HA. &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;thank you. hope this works out well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;i will do my best to blog everyday. promise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3799312542146391845-6908456693621005258?l=justaclicktoreachme.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799312542146391845/posts/default/6908456693621005258'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3799312542146391845/posts/default/6908456693621005258'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justaclicktoreachme.blogspot.com/2007/11/hi-im-back-again.html' title='Hi I&apos;m back again.'/><author><name>GABRIEL</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09168827927344377445</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
