<?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-1993984913457020946</id><updated>2011-07-29T00:30:22.764+08:00</updated><title type='text'>As I am.</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justholdontight.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1993984913457020946/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justholdontight.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1993984913457020946/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>vivien</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08943350588290513022</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>286</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1993984913457020946.post-8386968129981805875</id><published>2010-02-14T22:12:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2010-02-14T22:57:36.019+08:00</updated><title type='text'>buh-bye.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:300%;"&gt;GONE .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall "shift house" from here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so long, people! u can come visit my &lt;a href="http://ilookyoungerthanmyage.blogspot.com/"&gt;new house&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1993984913457020946-8386968129981805875?l=justholdontight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justholdontight.blogspot.com/feeds/8386968129981805875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1993984913457020946&amp;postID=8386968129981805875&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1993984913457020946/posts/default/8386968129981805875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1993984913457020946/posts/default/8386968129981805875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justholdontight.blogspot.com/2010/02/buh-bye.html' title='buh-bye.'/><author><name>vivien</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08943350588290513022</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1993984913457020946.post-7288390625477067706</id><published>2010-01-07T15:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-07T21:25:21.055+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2010...</title><content type='html'>omg.. havent been blogging of late. well, not like im blogging for anyone to kaypo into my life, but seems to me that people are heck caring blogs already. haa. anw, not like my blog has any readers or what. here goes... first post of the year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the new decade. well it doesn't feel very new to me. the reason could be cuz the school calendar screws up my thinking. its still like mid semester for me, and it suddenly dawned on me that my brother will be like sec 2 already (which means new academic year for him).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went of to gold coast australia for a week there about.. and i miss the theme parks already. movie world queues were horrible. i only managed to take those thriller rides for the entire day, and i didn't even get a chance to sit on the kiddy rollercoasters. in 1 day i only managed to take about 5 or 6 rides. freaking crazy sounding isn't it? thats cuz the queues were bloody long and we had to wait approximately 60 to 90 mins just for 1 ride. and by the way, the park closed at 5pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;horror lah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tip #1: don't go during christmas week when the locals are having christmas holidays.&lt;br /&gt;tip #2: if you choose to ignore tip #1, then you should consider stretching ur visit time over 2 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was so sad lah. i didn't even manage to sit all the thrill rides. hmph.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(heh. no photos cuz im lazy to upload. they are happy sitting in my memory card)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;................................................................................................................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the first week of school is coming to an end. u know how shitty that sounds? its gonna be week 2 next monday. which means mst all over again in week 3. sian. i thought mst was just over! this is so crazy ridiculous lor! please tell me im not the only one feeling like that.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1993984913457020946-7288390625477067706?l=justholdontight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justholdontight.blogspot.com/feeds/7288390625477067706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1993984913457020946&amp;postID=7288390625477067706&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1993984913457020946/posts/default/7288390625477067706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1993984913457020946/posts/default/7288390625477067706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justholdontight.blogspot.com/2010/01/2010.html' title='2010...'/><author><name>vivien</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08943350588290513022</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1993984913457020946.post-2913105591569513473</id><published>2009-12-23T18:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-23T19:24:30.234+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2 days to christmas</title><content type='html'>its like one more week, and school starts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so fast la!!! un fair. i can never have enough of holidays. tsk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i really got no luck with shoes. my bata sandals are spoiling for the second time. the elastic part is so on the brink of losing its elasticity. sian. i shall just boycott bata from now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so in replacement, i got sneakers! some china brand.. but the design is nice (: its orange (second most fav colour) and grey. too bad there wasnt green la.. ok, im happy with my new sneakers. hope they don't spoil so fast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;christmas is coming!!! which means im flying off to australia soon too. cant wait cant wait cant wait!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohh.. side note. &lt;s&gt;class&lt;/s&gt; gathering yesterday at alex house. population: 5. haha. joke of the year. anw, twas fun! shd have these gatherings more often :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1993984913457020946-2913105591569513473?l=justholdontight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justholdontight.blogspot.com/feeds/2913105591569513473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1993984913457020946&amp;postID=2913105591569513473&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1993984913457020946/posts/default/2913105591569513473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1993984913457020946/posts/default/2913105591569513473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justholdontight.blogspot.com/2009/12/2-days-to-christmas.html' title='2 days to christmas'/><author><name>vivien</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08943350588290513022</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1993984913457020946.post-9165488944754044996</id><published>2009-12-18T00:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-18T01:05:58.069+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wireful</title><content type='html'>it suddenly became visible to me that there are alot of wires on my table. super unsightly i tell you. not pleasing to the eye. at all. but, what to do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my mouse is PMS-ing again. just the other day i was popular and it seemed like everyone was changing mouse for the year. i still said to my sister, my mouse is still functioning well. true enough, a week later, my mouse decided to go on strike. so here i am now, with no properly functioning mouse to my name. how sad. i'm gonna get a new one man! and its gonna be wirelesssssss. hee (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my sister is nice enough as to lend me her mouse for now. so nice.... im thankful for that. otherwise i need to do my rwps project with the graphs and all with the touch pad. sucha horror la...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sian. so now i need to organize my rwps for the work i've done so far.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1993984913457020946-9165488944754044996?l=justholdontight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justholdontight.blogspot.com/feeds/9165488944754044996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1993984913457020946&amp;postID=9165488944754044996&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1993984913457020946/posts/default/9165488944754044996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1993984913457020946/posts/default/9165488944754044996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justholdontight.blogspot.com/2009/12/wireful.html' title='wireful'/><author><name>vivien</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08943350588290513022</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1993984913457020946.post-4985736471681746749</id><published>2009-12-13T21:51:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-13T21:53:28.599+08:00</updated><title type='text'>updates!</title><content type='html'>checked my phone bill. $46.15 excluding GST. sian.. thats like three times my usual amount. everything exceeded la. sms and free call minutes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;best lar. i needa pay $32 out of my own pocket.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wellll, its not so bad anymore now that i got my $925.80 cheque from the school. haha! i think this is like the first cheque given to me luh. im so proud that the $925.80 is printed and has like this embossed texture to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS! its a non negotiable cheque.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;forgot what that is alr. haaaa.. threw blaw out of the window as soon as the exam was over. hmmm.. i miss blaw. in terms of memorising, its better than audit for sure. and also, the content is much more interesting lar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;exams are over, and i know i screwed up facc. KNS. i know i shouldnt think about it cuz its over already, but cant help feeling pathetic. nevermind. i shall be optimistic, and think of sunshine, daisies and butter mellows. and more yellow stuff. i dunno if anyone agrees, but i think that yellow is the colour for optimism. haa! dont know why. but it just is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i won $10 in IBET 4D! you may think: "$10 only.. chey!". haha, im just happy i won something. its not about the money. its the sense of satisfaction that i am actually lucky enough to win :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, ended on a high note. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1993984913457020946-4985736471681746749?l=justholdontight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justholdontight.blogspot.com/feeds/4985736471681746749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1993984913457020946&amp;postID=4985736471681746749&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1993984913457020946/posts/default/4985736471681746749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1993984913457020946/posts/default/4985736471681746749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justholdontight.blogspot.com/2009/12/updates.html' title='updates!'/><author><name>vivien</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08943350588290513022</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1993984913457020946.post-5486222799089042953</id><published>2009-12-03T21:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-12-03T21:42:13.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sianed</title><content type='html'>i got a squishy blister on my left foot. you know those huge pimples with the green puss, on the verge of popping? yea.. it looks like one of those. only thing is that its not green, and is super huge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it so happens that the blister is on the same foot that is "sprained". im so lucky lor. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im all alone at home man. every one at home can go and play, do anything but study, and i cant. not fair. mum, sis and bro went to watch newmoon. of course i was invited la. but being the responsible person i am, i decided to stay home to study. monday is like 3 days from now!! and i still got ch4 and 5 of audit. SIAN to the max, i tell you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sian lar. i need to study. good luck to everyone out there who needs to study.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1993984913457020946-5486222799089042953?l=justholdontight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justholdontight.blogspot.com/feeds/5486222799089042953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1993984913457020946&amp;postID=5486222799089042953&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1993984913457020946/posts/default/5486222799089042953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1993984913457020946/posts/default/5486222799089042953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justholdontight.blogspot.com/2009/12/sianed.html' title='sianed'/><author><name>vivien</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08943350588290513022</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1993984913457020946.post-8164736811370908250</id><published>2009-11-27T16:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T16:45:21.329+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy hari raya</title><content type='html'>i only got 1 more week to mst! argh.. must study alr la. sian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, after that one horrible week, its the holidays. cant wait for that. christmas! im so ready to get into the christmassy mood. i can imagine, every mall i walk into, there'll be christmas songs playing. so cool, so overseas-like, so nice (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks ivy for putting up the mst time table! watever happened to your tag board caused me not to be able to thank u there and then. haha, so i shall thank you here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its hari raya. such a gloomy day, and im stuck at home studying my facc. SIANsation. why does time pass by so fast. in a blink of an eye, 6 wks of sch have passed. gives me the feeling like i got not enough time to study everything in time! cham.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's OKAY. i believe in miracles. lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1993984913457020946-8164736811370908250?l=justholdontight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justholdontight.blogspot.com/feeds/8164736811370908250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1993984913457020946&amp;postID=8164736811370908250&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1993984913457020946/posts/default/8164736811370908250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1993984913457020946/posts/default/8164736811370908250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justholdontight.blogspot.com/2009/11/happy-hari-raya.html' title='happy hari raya'/><author><name>vivien</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08943350588290513022</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1993984913457020946.post-9021621842533967726</id><published>2009-11-25T18:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-25T18:33:22.188+08:00</updated><title type='text'>literally</title><content type='html'>i have a sudden fetish with the word literally, and let me tell you why. literally can be pronounced the singlish way: "lee-ter-rer-lee", or, the cool english way: "li-trer-lee". haha, and to me, both ways sound nice. okay, the english way sounds nicer. but the singlish way's not too bad either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went orchard again after sch. lol. wednesday is like the orchard-after-school day. ate at fareast at this place called mogu mogu. apparently, the same brand as my water bottle. the food is jappy-ish salty! but on the whole its quite nice la. coolest part is the order/paying machine. its something like an atm machine, only thing is that it eats money instead of giving money. ohoh, the best part is that i got to eat my miso soup with rice (: hmm.. i miss japan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;audit test results :D haha, all four of us did well! YAY :) hope that our emm-ass-tees will be the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got a new phone. and my previous phone disappeared from the face of my house. my parents thought of a brilliant idea on how to get 2 new phones at low cost. haha... so i got my long awaited nokia E75.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;imma happy girl. and to top it off, this week's gonna end soon. short week.. 3 days of sch only (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1993984913457020946-9021621842533967726?l=justholdontight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justholdontight.blogspot.com/feeds/9021621842533967726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1993984913457020946&amp;postID=9021621842533967726&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1993984913457020946/posts/default/9021621842533967726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1993984913457020946/posts/default/9021621842533967726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justholdontight.blogspot.com/2009/11/literally.html' title='literally'/><author><name>vivien</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08943350588290513022</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1993984913457020946.post-9046348293751582249</id><published>2009-11-19T22:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-19T23:13:40.142+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pweeety</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qMpb2vkWDEo/SwVYOGdZVPI/AAAAAAAAA3k/4mBvJxiZLQQ/s1600/audviv.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qMpb2vkWDEo/SwVYOGdZVPI/AAAAAAAAA3k/4mBvJxiZLQQ/s320/audviv.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5405823927003469042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and aud (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my sister had her prom on tuesday, and i helped her! haha, i feel so happy, i dont know why. btu i got to curl her hair, and apply the eyeliner for her. cool leh. its not everyday that i get to do these kind of stuff (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha, i think im quite pro leh. for a person who doesn't meddle with make up, i managed to put the eyeliner so nicely, and her eyes suddenly turn out to look bigger than they usually are. so cool! haha, i know im abit sua ku to the world of makeup. lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to jap restaurant at ion orchard yesterday, and i saw "Kani Nabe" on the menu. haha! im not even joking lar. its this crab dish thingy. but, we didnt order that dish. so i didnt get a chance to tell the waiter.. kani nabe! haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think if theres a restaurant with dishes named after swear words or vulgarities, it will be famous lar. can swear for free, and its not gonna be considered inappropriate at the same time. cool idea right! lol. should have thought of this for my ideas proj that time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw anw.. ivy! my phone bill only exceed by sixty cents lor. i think the heart attack will come in next month's phone bill. i wonder how much sia... should play number game for this. haha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1993984913457020946-9046348293751582249?l=justholdontight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justholdontight.blogspot.com/feeds/9046348293751582249/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1993984913457020946&amp;postID=9046348293751582249&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1993984913457020946/posts/default/9046348293751582249'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1993984913457020946/posts/default/9046348293751582249'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justholdontight.blogspot.com/2009/11/pweeety.html' title='pweeety'/><author><name>vivien</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08943350588290513022</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/_qMpb2vkWDEo/SwVYOGdZVPI/AAAAAAAAA3k/4mBvJxiZLQQ/s72-c/audviv.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1993984913457020946.post-8139731583322979164</id><published>2009-11-11T22:33:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-11T22:40:24.099+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my foot!</title><content type='html'>okay. and update on my right foot. the xray results are out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and its not a fracture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so its not a fracture, its not an infection. so i suppose its a sprain?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thats what my mum thought. so we went to see the chinese sinseh. and he gave me more medicine. best la... i thought he would massage it or what, but noooo... he gave me capsules, and black liquid medicine which looks scary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im so not eating it. hahaha. i shall just wait for my foot so self-heal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, on a lighter note, i got to take back my xray thingie. so now when im bored and wanna see what my foot bone looks like, i just have to put it against the light. then i'll get to see my foot structure. so cool! haha.. i have been through xrays before. but the hospital always gets to keep the film. damn cool that i get it as a souvenir la!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol. im gonna frame it up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for now, i neeeda go study for audit test.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1993984913457020946-8139731583322979164?l=justholdontight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justholdontight.blogspot.com/feeds/8139731583322979164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1993984913457020946&amp;postID=8139731583322979164&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1993984913457020946/posts/default/8139731583322979164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1993984913457020946/posts/default/8139731583322979164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justholdontight.blogspot.com/2009/11/my-foot.html' title='my foot!'/><author><name>vivien</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08943350588290513022</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1993984913457020946.post-8232589978739411483</id><published>2009-11-09T22:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T00:12:41.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hello again..</title><content type='html'>ok, my blog nearly died again, for the second time in a row. well done, vivien!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;last tuesday....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went shopping with eunice at orchard before going for the elective talk. lunched at that super nice jap restaurant. i think that their jap food tasted better than the sushi place we went to in Japan lar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, bought like new shoes... 3 pairs to be exact. and i must say the quality like super KNS la. the sandals i bought like the bottom so slippery. anytime also can slip and fall. and eunice's pair of shoes like the top part coming off la. not even one week you know?? lol... i dont want to throw away my DMK sandals... i like alot. maybe i should just go back to DMK and buy some nice sandals that can last me maybe half a year? lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;celebrated eunice's birthday aft the elective talk! and also gave her presents. not that i wanna praise us (kim ivy and vivien) , but i think the book very nice! if got time maybe i should make one myself also lor. then next time i wont forget all the stupid things we did :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;tues night till sunday afternn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kk, then aft that was a rough week of groupings nonsense. and now, its kinda settled. hopefully nth goes wrong from today till the 18th.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also went for mentoring camp! 7 up is the best man.... haha. and being station master on the second day was quite a slack job. sit around and chat... like waiting for the sky to drop. but it was fun also la. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;MONDAY (today)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so now, here i am... blogging about my foot. i have told this story to 3 diffferent doctors already. so i really think like no harm reciting the story all over again right? so here goes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saturday after camp, went to see the doc. he said that its an infection, or some insect bite. so ok la.. i took it upon myself that it was my retribution for killing so many ants. he gave me like antibiotics and cream plus said that my foot should heal in 2 days. (i was super skeptical la.. i thought it was a sprain or what, but the doc said insect bite. lol. obviously the doctor was more skilled, so i chose to believe the doc)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;obviously, sunday came, and nothing got better. in fact my toes began to swell also la. so my mummy was like, if tmr not okay, i 9am bring u go see doctor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, the skilled me managed to go off to school even though my foot wasnt any better. so after school today, went to see the doctor again. the 1st doctor said it was an infection... and he gave even stronger anti biotics. some more, he said that if it was really serious, i would have to go to the hospital to be on drip. but didnt really believe la.. so went to another doctor. and he said it was a sprain or fracture, which could have been due to too much shopping. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, i told him about the other 2 docs suspecting that it was an infection. so he did a blood test. i saw the needle go into my arm man... abit gross. but personally, i dont wanna feel scared of looking at needles go into my skin. haha... and so tnr i needa go for xray at eastshore hospital for xray, plus get the blood test results. hope that its not the infection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kk, thats all for now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1993984913457020946-8232589978739411483?l=justholdontight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justholdontight.blogspot.com/feeds/8232589978739411483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1993984913457020946&amp;postID=8232589978739411483&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1993984913457020946/posts/default/8232589978739411483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1993984913457020946/posts/default/8232589978739411483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justholdontight.blogspot.com/2009/11/hello-again.html' title='hello again..'/><author><name>vivien</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08943350588290513022</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1993984913457020946.post-7243311381728148670</id><published>2009-10-29T19:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-29T19:46:10.412+08:00</updated><title type='text'>week end is coming!</title><content type='html'>i've been neglecting my blog for like i think 2 weeks? haha. not a good habit cuz i got short term memory, which causes me to forget what i did previously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, so fist day of school. what happened..... oh. i got my birthday present from eunice, ivy and kim! thank you all so much (: i got a box of stuff from them which includes a bear, a furry notebook, a hairband, a super nice card holder, and thats all i think. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im so sad... i lost the hairband!!! walau.. super sad man. first i broke my hairband, and now, i lost another one. i got no fate with hairbands luh. hais. ohoh, and i decided to call my bear FUNGERS. nice name right? haha. and the furry notebook is super nice to touch. now if im bored or what, i can just go touch it. okay.. now the card holder! i think its damn cute. now i wont lose my ezlink card anymore. hahaha. it has the words "be nice" on it. haa. they want me to be nice to my ezlink card. so thoughtful of them! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm, and i forgot what happened. oh. tuesday was kbox with kim ivy and eunice! not bad leh.. never expected them to have such updated english songs like "i gotta feeling" and "party in the USA". fun fun.. we should go again man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, and i seriously forgot what happened already. so, shall move on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i moved table! from my room to the living room. okay, i didnt manage to get a new table from ikea lar, so i decided to move out to use the computer table. right now, the computer is in my bro's room. so, its a win-win situation for us both. good right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but... one super bad thing. for some reason, my new table has got ants running around. freaking annoying, cuz im like doing my tutorial half way, and i see a stupid ant. so i kill it, and i have to wash my hands with soap to get rid of the smell. (FYI, when ants are killed, they give out a stinky odour. im not even joking. try it yourself.) and this killing goes on repeatedly. waste my time you know? its so frustrating! the ant nightmare is back to haunt the daylights outta me. tsk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the best part is that im not even eating on my table. so why would the ants be attracted to my table in the first place? the other day, i just saw one ant crawling on my fat audit text book. i never knew that my audit textbook was sugar coated. its super scary leh. what if i put the ant infested tb in my bag, and later my bag gets ant infested too. damn the ants!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the other day, i was at ntuc, and i saw pringles green chips! so cool...... pardon me for being a little slow lar, but i was out of sg for a month. btw, its seaweed flavour, and its quite good. i think can fight with the calbee seaweed flavour. HAA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;friday is here again. scary how time passes so fast.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1993984913457020946-7243311381728148670?l=justholdontight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justholdontight.blogspot.com/feeds/7243311381728148670/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1993984913457020946&amp;postID=7243311381728148670&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1993984913457020946/posts/default/7243311381728148670'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1993984913457020946/posts/default/7243311381728148670'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justholdontight.blogspot.com/2009/10/week-end-is-coming.html' title='week end is coming!'/><author><name>vivien</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08943350588290513022</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1993984913457020946.post-8038418075734075472</id><published>2009-10-17T17:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-17T17:40:31.244+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i salute my sister for being such a hardcore study freak. i dont think i can ever be so damn hard working. that nut got my L1R4 score for her L1R5 for prelims. well, good for her. can i borrow her brain for the next 6 months? i dont think she will be using much of it after her O's anyway. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for cca on weds (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cannot believe that the mentee actually thought that i was filipino! i seriously thought that eunice told him or something.. anw, here's the convo:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;mentee: you english or chinese?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(51, 51, 0);"&gt;me: umm.. chinese... i don't look chinese meh?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 51, 0);"&gt;mentee: no, look like &lt;b&gt;filipino&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what the hell la. haha, im speechless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alert.. tons of photos coming up!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qMpb2vkWDEo/StmKs1zwjMI/AAAAAAAAA20/DPM14p7B9Q4/s1600-h/P1040993.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qMpb2vkWDEo/StmKs1zwjMI/AAAAAAAAA20/DPM14p7B9Q4/s320/P1040993.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393494531715927234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to the zoo with rachel...... cool experience!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qMpb2vkWDEo/StmHdgqKdvI/AAAAAAAAAz8/qf6ADBVGWe0/s1600-h/P1040822.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qMpb2vkWDEo/StmHdgqKdvI/AAAAAAAAAz8/qf6ADBVGWe0/s320/P1040822.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393490969805616882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bus ride.. supposed to be 18 stops, but we lost count as soon as we hit the express way. and then, we saw a sign which said "johor &gt;&gt;" kinda alarming at first, but then we started seeing more zoo-ish sign boards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qMpb2vkWDEo/StmHeYXj2lI/AAAAAAAAA0E/OeqMI5RuR0M/s1600-h/P1040824.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qMpb2vkWDEo/StmHeYXj2lI/AAAAAAAAA0E/OeqMI5RuR0M/s320/P1040824.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393490984759974482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qMpb2vkWDEo/StmHewnQZoI/AAAAAAAAA0M/Zi5kIUyVBmw/s1600-h/P1040827.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qMpb2vkWDEo/StmHewnQZoI/AAAAAAAAA0M/Zi5kIUyVBmw/s320/P1040827.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393490991268259458" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my self-take camera skills getting better! haha, managed to fit 2 of us in plus the SG zoo signboard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qMpb2vkWDEo/StmHfTpXbsI/AAAAAAAAA0U/ym_mns380Ac/s1600-h/P1040828.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qMpb2vkWDEo/StmHfTpXbsI/AAAAAAAAA0U/ym_mns380Ac/s320/P1040828.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393491000672349890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tickets~ that happen to look more like brochures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qMpb2vkWDEo/StmHfwPLXjI/AAAAAAAAA0c/ReXdb_l410g/s1600-h/P1040871.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qMpb2vkWDEo/StmHfwPLXjI/AAAAAAAAA0c/ReXdb_l410g/s320/P1040871.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393491008347135538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qMpb2vkWDEo/StmIJpXhOYI/AAAAAAAAA0k/BCJeBq5MEnc/s1600-h/P1040881.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qMpb2vkWDEo/StmIJpXhOYI/AAAAAAAAA0k/BCJeBq5MEnc/s320/P1040881.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393491728057579906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the classic fairy tale carriage!! so chio (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qMpb2vkWDEo/StmIKDw9MPI/AAAAAAAAA0s/V18fZzxbnKk/s1600-h/P1040890.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qMpb2vkWDEo/StmIKDw9MPI/AAAAAAAAA0s/V18fZzxbnKk/s320/P1040890.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393491735143592178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qMpb2vkWDEo/StmIKlSm8YI/AAAAAAAAA00/QXNHcLEAcwM/s1600-h/P1040896.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qMpb2vkWDEo/StmIKlSm8YI/AAAAAAAAA00/QXNHcLEAcwM/s320/P1040896.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393491744143110530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see, i think im quite tall leh! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qMpb2vkWDEo/StmILaIwNLI/AAAAAAAAA08/ICQY-m1_E6g/s1600-h/P1040897.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qMpb2vkWDEo/StmILaIwNLI/AAAAAAAAA08/ICQY-m1_E6g/s320/P1040897.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393491758328853682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;durian...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qMpb2vkWDEo/StmIL67h8xI/AAAAAAAAA1E/I_zS1XZmsss/s1600-h/P1040901.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qMpb2vkWDEo/StmIL67h8xI/AAAAAAAAA1E/I_zS1XZmsss/s320/P1040901.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393491767131763474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hu ji hua.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qMpb2vkWDEo/StmI1Xp8tiI/AAAAAAAAA1M/GGqDu6fBWjA/s1600-h/P1040907.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qMpb2vkWDEo/StmI1Xp8tiI/AAAAAAAAA1M/GGqDu6fBWjA/s320/P1040907.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393492479217284642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qMpb2vkWDEo/StmI11bCRhI/AAAAAAAAA1U/Yrxzl-xRQUI/s1600-h/P1040909.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qMpb2vkWDEo/StmI11bCRhI/AAAAAAAAA1U/Yrxzl-xRQUI/s320/P1040909.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393492487207798290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;can you spot the frog? there are 2...&lt;br /&gt;(i can only spot one now la. i forgot where the other one is, but i spotted it yesterday)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qMpb2vkWDEo/StmI2e_iJII/AAAAAAAAA1c/FkMyq7zTQok/s1600-h/P1040912.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qMpb2vkWDEo/StmI2e_iJII/AAAAAAAAA1c/FkMyq7zTQok/s320/P1040912.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393492498366735490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im visiting piglet's house.. haaaa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qMpb2vkWDEo/StmI2xyF4nI/AAAAAAAAA1k/c2JKSYZ9oSE/s1600-h/P1040914.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qMpb2vkWDEo/StmI2xyF4nI/AAAAAAAAA1k/c2JKSYZ9oSE/s320/P1040914.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393492503410631282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pretending to be statue. but i know.. failure. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qMpb2vkWDEo/StmI3sP_R6I/AAAAAAAAA1s/k3Ct5M7FHC4/s1600-h/P1040932.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qMpb2vkWDEo/StmI3sP_R6I/AAAAAAAAA1s/k3Ct5M7FHC4/s320/P1040932.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393492519105284002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;copy bear. damn authentic la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qMpb2vkWDEo/StmJ0BeziEI/AAAAAAAAA10/cthNtC76sXc/s1600-h/P1040950.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qMpb2vkWDEo/StmJ0BeziEI/AAAAAAAAA10/cthNtC76sXc/s320/P1040950.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393493555596724290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;look at my turtle bag ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qMpb2vkWDEo/StmJ0hTbz3I/AAAAAAAAA18/kjS0rTSzvvY/s1600-h/P1040959.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qMpb2vkWDEo/StmJ0hTbz3I/AAAAAAAAA18/kjS0rTSzvvY/s320/P1040959.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393493564138966898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qMpb2vkWDEo/StmJ1Pn-bwI/AAAAAAAAA2E/QakUYvJs9co/s1600-h/P1040960.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qMpb2vkWDEo/StmJ1Pn-bwI/AAAAAAAAA2E/QakUYvJs9co/s320/P1040960.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393493576573153026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i bought a 2 scoop BJ's ice cream for $8.50. its freaking daylight robbery la. i can pay about $4 more and get 1 pint. but money aside, the icecream was good. there was no cherry garcia to my disappointment, so i tried chunky monkey and black raspberry frozen yogurt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qMpb2vkWDEo/StmJ1uW_uqI/AAAAAAAAA2M/sN-3Cx-o7us/s1600-h/P1040963.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qMpb2vkWDEo/StmJ1uW_uqI/AAAAAAAAA2M/sN-3Cx-o7us/s320/P1040963.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393493584823433890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dunno what im doing also. lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qMpb2vkWDEo/StmKrNj0PQI/AAAAAAAAA2c/XTiwG_RP8x0/s1600-h/snake2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 234px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qMpb2vkWDEo/StmKrNj0PQI/AAAAAAAAA2c/XTiwG_RP8x0/s320/snake2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393494503731772674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;held a snake.. python to be exact. and, im damn proud of myself for being so brave la. hahaha. it felt like holding a roll of durian cake, just that obviously, the snake was heavier la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qMpb2vkWDEo/StmJ2J5mJGI/AAAAAAAAA2U/N447zbq6dFk/s1600-h/P1040985.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qMpb2vkWDEo/StmJ2J5mJGI/AAAAAAAAA2U/N447zbq6dFk/s320/P1040985.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393493592216314978" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while queuing to hold the snake.. the zoo staff were super friendly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qMpb2vkWDEo/StmKrruf5rI/AAAAAAAAA2k/fSr62r_tEYM/s1600-h/P1040989.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qMpb2vkWDEo/StmKrruf5rI/AAAAAAAAA2k/fSr62r_tEYM/s320/P1040989.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393494511829640882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qMpb2vkWDEo/StmKsBfAqeI/AAAAAAAAA2s/P3wtn7BJBB4/s1600-h/P1040991.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qMpb2vkWDEo/StmKsBfAqeI/AAAAAAAAA2s/P3wtn7BJBB4/s320/P1040991.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393494517670259170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg.. damn act cute face sia. eeeeeyer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qMpb2vkWDEo/StmKtZI6C8I/AAAAAAAAA28/vM68gEb7KaI/s1600-h/P1050009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qMpb2vkWDEo/StmKtZI6C8I/AAAAAAAAA28/vM68gEb7KaI/s320/P1050009.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393494541199870914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got smooched by a sea lion. that gave me a slimy fishy feeling. i didnt dare touch my hair after that la. lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qMpb2vkWDEo/StmLx34M90I/AAAAAAAAA3E/R6q1-Us5cF8/s1600-h/P1050012.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qMpb2vkWDEo/StmLx34M90I/AAAAAAAAA3E/R6q1-Us5cF8/s320/P1050012.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393495717682411330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;elephants! one of them looks like dumbo. the one in the front. and.. i got sprayed by the elephant.. super stinky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qMpb2vkWDEo/StmLywxnWdI/AAAAAAAAA3U/uIhiXMyg340/s1600-h/P1050038.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qMpb2vkWDEo/StmLywxnWdI/AAAAAAAAA3U/uIhiXMyg340/s320/P1050038.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393495732955601362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the parrot very heavy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qMpb2vkWDEo/StmLzQwilVI/AAAAAAAAA3c/OKpepLBQxRs/s1600-h/P1050044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qMpb2vkWDEo/StmLzQwilVI/AAAAAAAAA3c/OKpepLBQxRs/s320/P1050044.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393495741541029202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love this pic. we were going outta the zoo, and i think they have this halloween event going on. that kinda explains the witch's presence (and see the pumpkin head in the backgrd??). anw, i was busy, minding my own business, when the witch came to disturb me. and then there were a bunch of stupid guys, dunno acting scared of the witch or what, but i think they were expecting me to get scared and scream. lol, and i was like telling the witch, can i take a photo with you? haha. those dumb guys were like "what?" and aft that they shuddup. the witch got stunned, no reaction leh! HAHA, it was damn hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qMpb2vkWDEo/StmLyT9HfYI/AAAAAAAAA3M/rGykik9gXz4/s1600-h/P1050021.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qMpb2vkWDEo/StmLyT9HfYI/AAAAAAAAA3M/rGykik9gXz4/s320/P1050021.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393495725219216770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is totally zoo-unrelated, but i just wanna show my triangle on my foot. i got tanned mark from wearing my sandals in japan eh... haha, now we know that they are not called land of the rising sun for no reason. their sun super strong. dont pray pray!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;**************************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im aware this post is super long, but no choice. haha. blame my laziness to blog constantly. school is gonna reopen soon, and i got a reflection to finish. tsk, i have to complete it by tonight by hook or by crook. madness. i have no clue on how to start. this sucks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aiya aiya.. quit whining and start already la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but, nooooooo. aft i blog this, i wanna go play. i learnt how to spin ball using back hand yesterday. cool or &lt;s&gt;what&lt;/s&gt;?? haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1993984913457020946-8038418075734075472?l=justholdontight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justholdontight.blogspot.com/feeds/8038418075734075472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1993984913457020946&amp;postID=8038418075734075472&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1993984913457020946/posts/default/8038418075734075472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1993984913457020946/posts/default/8038418075734075472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justholdontight.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-salute-my-sister-for-being-such.html' title=''/><author><name>vivien</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08943350588290513022</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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qMpb2vkWDEo/StmKs1zwjMI/AAAAAAAAA20/DPM14p7B9Q4/s72-c/P1040993.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1993984913457020946.post-3069905841462731030</id><published>2009-10-13T15:16:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T15:32:05.086+08:00</updated><title type='text'>not impulsive</title><content type='html'>i wanna buy a new table from ikea, and my mum wont let me. dang... so i resorted to having a table for my birthday present, and she said ask my father.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;best.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just want a nice clean white table so i can study. and i will put it outside so that ppl can eat and watch tv at the same time. see... so good. their only worry is that it will look unsightly. please lar.. my living room is already unsightly with 4 teak chairs and a super small coffee table. and it so happens that this combination totally doesnt match. with a new bigger table, it wont match too. but hey, at least people got somewhere to put their plates when they are watching tv right? yes, i shall so use this argument against my dad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its super boring and quiet at home. everyone is either at school, or at work. no one to play with me lor. lols. i sound like a kid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i made sushi for lunch! mini accident happened in the kitchen. the frying pan with oil overturned and fell to the floor. my ahma was scolding me like mad for that. hmmm.. blame the stove for being unstable! haha. typical singaporean.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've realised that ever since i came back from japan, i've been eating more than usual. esp for dinner. hais.. i can only blame myself for eating so much rice when i was overseas. i miss rice with miso soup. i dont mind eating just that for dinner. 3 bowls of rice plus miso soup. damn unhealthy and no "ying yang", but its super nice lor. haha, imma have my tea break!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1993984913457020946-3069905841462731030?l=justholdontight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justholdontight.blogspot.com/feeds/3069905841462731030/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1993984913457020946&amp;postID=3069905841462731030&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1993984913457020946/posts/default/3069905841462731030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1993984913457020946/posts/default/3069905841462731030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justholdontight.blogspot.com/2009/10/not-impulsive.html' title='not impulsive'/><author><name>vivien</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08943350588290513022</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1993984913457020946.post-7509581016938380412</id><published>2009-10-11T21:56:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T15:21:29.767+08:00</updated><title type='text'>essay-licious</title><content type='html'>the weather here is so hot!!! why.... can singapore not be on the equator? lols. that will never happen. anyways, ever since i've been in singapore, the toilet in my house hasn't been very friendly to me (tsk).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on 8th oct, the day i came back, the toilet bowl kanna choked. apparently, my brother was being totally indiscreet with the toilet paper, dumping in a whole wad of it, choking the toilet bowl in the process. so nice eh? lols, anyway, it was cleared by the time i wanted to bathe. so it wasnt too bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on 9th oct, friday night, i was in the toilet brushing my teeth, and the best thing happened. there was no water coming out from the tap despite the lever being pushed up to the max. for a second i thought i was dreaming. but, NOoooo. i wasnt. the next morning, my sister was complaining to me about how crowded the swimming pool toilet was at 7am in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okk, its been so negative up till now. i shall flip to the positive side. haha. first, the toilet paper is 2 ply! yay... the sink table is also above my shorts (up to my waist). this means no more bending down. haha. thats all i can think of for now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;table tennis is the new love! whoo. i found my new form of exercise. now no one can say that vivien doesn't exercise anymore. and i got ping pong buddies at home.. my bro, and mummy. my sis is busy studying for O's. such a pain in the ass. forcing me to sleep by 1am, if not her nagging will cause my ears to drop off. but no matter how much she says that "having the whole room to myself was so much better" (or there about), im sure she likes me being back in singapore! haha. lol.. thick skin sia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im so happy i bought back so much FOOOOOOODDDDDD from JAPAN! stuff that everyone enjoys. esp my ahma.. since she's really picky abt the softness of the food. haha, she's like 100% bogeh, and her dentures were drilled into her jaws some time back. apparently, my father decided to drill in the dentures for her (without her consent.. or so she claims), thinking that it will make things more convenient for her. but surprise surprise, she complained even more abt the pain in her jaws. and she STILL cannot eat hard stuff. wth right.... yea. my father ah.. nvr plan properly one lor. tsk.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kanna scolding from my father for buying a new luggage. watever lor.. i dont see what was wrong, seriously. everyone in the house says its nice, even my ahma leh... argh.. why talk to me cannot talk properly one sia? irritating.... anw, i cant be bothered also la. i got other nicer and cooler family members.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i rmb saying in japan that i didnt miss my family. i just miss singapore, and the food. esp the mushroom soup from pizza hut, and Xiao Long Bao. okay.. well, after meeting my bro and sis for the first time aft one month, i guess i did miss them la. i kinda forgot how crappy my bro and sis could be. haha. and i havent quarreled with them yet! so cool. haha. (im not anticipating a quarrel okay..) anw, the two sony ericsson mp3's i bought from japan... i gave them both to my siblings. so nice right.... and i did that to save a quarrel between the two of them. and my ingrateful sis can still come and tell me, "its made in malaysia you know?". im like, you want or dont want? i will be grateful to have it back. haha, and she magically shuts up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i gave my bro a mon chih chih key chain... and he was super grateful for it. it made me wonder how such a small thing could make someone so happy. and what i gave my bro was seriously pathetic compared to what i gave my sis. i gave her  a customized name keychain, disney waterbottle, mp3 and nail polish. so much compared to my bro. and she didn't express her happiness as much as my brother. but at least she likes it la. well, i think she does, cuz she didnt complain that my taste sucks. haha. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohhhh, had a blast in Universal Studios Japan. i cant wait for the singapore one to be done. i am so gonna buy the annual pass. and..... i so totally miss japan. i miss going back to AP house, and waiting forever for the lift to come, throwing the rubbish in the cold at 10.30pm, the co-op shop, my room mates, everyone and everything! okay, i know this is a damn draggy post, but i just have so many thoughts in my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;*****************************************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hokay.. no more about Japan. lets talk about my new blogskin. haha, i decided to change it cuz i found clicking on the tabs annoying. lols. so now everything is on one page. how nice... and my blog title, if u havent noticed, is 7 - 7 - w z. u rotate it clockwise and read, it can be read as vivien. cool right, cool right??? haha. i got so bored during CF lesson one day, that i started thinking of bohliao things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next on the agenda, is the new time table! i think the only con is that monday 8am lesson is bloody RWPS. monday blues, literally. and another thing is that monday is 8-5 day. another reason for monday blues. but say hello to terrific tuesday! no school &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;at all&lt;/span&gt;. weds and thurs are pretty normal.. and friday, i can see the rest of the class dying from the 4 hour information overload of CF(lecture plus tutorial). and gladly, my day for friday is only 2-4pm. nice nice nice!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;looking at the time table again, i think monday will be a noisy day. cuz im quite sure my tummy will rumble due to the lack of evenly spaced out breaks. 8-11, 3 hrs straight. 1-5 no break at all. siao liao lah. its gonna be damn embarrassing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k lar, i shall not bore anyone further with my rants. goodbye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. my bro is not taller than me &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;yet&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1993984913457020946-7509581016938380412?l=justholdontight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justholdontight.blogspot.com/feeds/7509581016938380412/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1993984913457020946&amp;postID=7509581016938380412&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1993984913457020946/posts/default/7509581016938380412'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1993984913457020946/posts/default/7509581016938380412'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justholdontight.blogspot.com/2009/10/essay-licious.html' title='essay-licious'/><author><name>vivien</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08943350588290513022</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1993984913457020946.post-3408460425095137970</id><published>2009-09-22T18:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-22T18:50:38.387+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ouch</title><content type='html'>it rained! wah... first time i see it rain in Japan sia. and... their roads are now full of puddles. obviously, i jumped in them lah. haha... i got my legs all drenched in puddle water. i went to the toilet to wash my legs, and guess what. i fell down on my butt. damn it. i think now got blue black lah. i nvr check. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sat for CA1 and got back the results today! yay. i hope my exam results also like my CF CA1. haha. its abit too good to be true. i only really studied for 2 days, and i got my A. woots! im so happy. now im damn worried abt results later. esp cost. and i cant stop thinking abt it. haa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe, i shall go play pingpong later. hmm, yes, thats what i shall do now. good bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1993984913457020946-3408460425095137970?l=justholdontight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justholdontight.blogspot.com/feeds/3408460425095137970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1993984913457020946&amp;postID=3408460425095137970&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1993984913457020946/posts/default/3408460425095137970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1993984913457020946/posts/default/3408460425095137970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justholdontight.blogspot.com/2009/09/ouch.html' title='ouch'/><author><name>vivien</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08943350588290513022</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1993984913457020946.post-52510493069435120</id><published>2009-09-19T23:42:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-20T00:47:57.305+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tired feet</title><content type='html'>man........... i broke my hairband. into 3 parts some more. so shit lah. and the best part is that i didnt even intend to break it. walau. it was a nice hairband. and it broke. dang. all i did was try and take it off my neck. before i knew it, it already broke. hais... wth lar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ergh. so sad!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw anw, went shopping today at yufuin. i walk till my legs wanna give way alr la. and right, my feet got my sandal tan marks leh. so ugly! i wanna get rid of it asap. i think the sun here is more powerful than in singapore. but having said that, it doesn't mean that the temperature here is higher okay. the temperature is still like free aircon here :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to onsen, and i took a photo! if you dont get the joke, try googling it. i will post the pic up. soon. damn lazy to post on this foreign computer. or... can go look at fb. click &lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/photo.php?pid=2522415&amp;amp;id=597113219"&gt;here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS. i made sushi on my own, and it was damn nice! looks like i found my breakfast for the rest of my japan trip. shiok la!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1993984913457020946-52510493069435120?l=justholdontight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justholdontight.blogspot.com/feeds/52510493069435120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1993984913457020946&amp;postID=52510493069435120&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1993984913457020946/posts/default/52510493069435120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1993984913457020946/posts/default/52510493069435120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justholdontight.blogspot.com/2009/09/tired-feet.html' title='tired feet'/><author><name>vivien</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08943350588290513022</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1993984913457020946.post-6234312793075654127</id><published>2009-09-17T23:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T23:59:14.396+08:00</updated><title type='text'>quick update!</title><content type='html'>man oh man. stupid cost accounting. i gotta feeling~~ goddamn bad feeling &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;abt&lt;/span&gt; it. and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;wilfreed&lt;/span&gt; just can't stop reminding me. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;tsk&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;lar&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;every time&lt;/span&gt; study study half way, then he'll say &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;sth&lt;/span&gt; like: "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;hais&lt;/span&gt;... cost and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;blaw&lt;/span&gt;." &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;blaw&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; not so scared. cost is the one that may just land me in deep shit. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;argh&lt;/span&gt;... why ah. its not like i &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;nvr&lt;/span&gt; practice cost at all &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;lor&lt;/span&gt;. but when i do the exam, my answers reflect as though i never study. this is freaking pissing me off &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;lah&lt;/span&gt;. its pathetic. its haunting me like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;nobody's&lt;/span&gt; business, and i cannot get over it. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;aiyaiyai&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;anw&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;anw&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;anw&lt;/span&gt;! i bought SONY &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;ERICSSON&lt;/span&gt; MP3 for $30, and its capacity is 1G. not a bad deal right.... and some more, can change skin for the mp3 player. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; so satisfied with myself for that. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;haa&lt;/span&gt;. and its way cool. it functions like a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;thumbdrive&lt;/span&gt;, but its a mp3. cool or cooler... &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_23"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apparently, there is a H1N1 case here. joke. they made the announcement in at least 7 different languages. noise pollution, i swear. and there was a fire drill today, which i gladly sat out of. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_24"&gt;haha&lt;/span&gt;, and no one cared. amazing right.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i played table tennis for the first time today. and... me and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_25"&gt;wilfreed&lt;/span&gt; owe &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_26"&gt;eunice&lt;/span&gt; and joey &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_27"&gt;haagen&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_28"&gt;dazs&lt;/span&gt; treats. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_29"&gt;lols&lt;/span&gt;. i think today is the first time i actually perspired like &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_30"&gt;alot&lt;/span&gt; in japan &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_31"&gt;lah&lt;/span&gt;. what a good form of exercise. table tennis is fun! i got a new found talent, i think. my skills not bad &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_32"&gt;leh&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_33"&gt;hahaah&lt;/span&gt;. wells.. taught 2 &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_34"&gt;ppl&lt;/span&gt; how to play bridge successfully. my social(is this the correct word?) life is quite complete. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_35"&gt;lols&lt;/span&gt;. my academic life is rather sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_36"&gt;alrighty&lt;/span&gt;. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_37"&gt;im&lt;/span&gt; gonna plonk on my bed and conk out soon. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_38"&gt;buh&lt;/span&gt;-bye!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1993984913457020946-6234312793075654127?l=justholdontight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justholdontight.blogspot.com/feeds/6234312793075654127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1993984913457020946&amp;postID=6234312793075654127&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1993984913457020946/posts/default/6234312793075654127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1993984913457020946/posts/default/6234312793075654127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justholdontight.blogspot.com/2009/09/quick-update.html' title='quick update!'/><author><name>vivien</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08943350588290513022</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1993984913457020946.post-7128648648175579804</id><published>2009-09-14T18:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-14T19:26:14.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'>finally a decent post</title><content type='html'>i bought my boots (ivy, in case u are wondering, yes, its the one that i was asking u abt)! man... damn ex, but i think its worth cuz i wont be able to find them in SG. and... i think i spend more than eunice alr lah. lols. record breaking news. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since im on the topic of record breaking news, here's one more. my tongue is burnt again for the second time in less than a week. dang... its damn pain. i wanna put the antiseptic alcohol on it, but it says on the label "not to be taken orally". anyone knows what can heal a burnt tongue? i cant believe i burnt it before it could actually heal properly. tsk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love eating rice with miso soup. i know im one weird person who mixes both together to eat like that, but i dont care! haha, is damn nice. and i gotta say, jap food is super salty. i can feel it on my burnt tongue. ohh, and the other day, i was just eating macs. btw, their macs is nicer than singapore one leh! yea.. the fries from macs ah.... the salt is unshakable! it just wont fall off. how they fry one sia, stick glue?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OHHH, and right, the japanese ppl are very very considerate. they cater to the needs short ppl. everything here is so short. the sink i think its lower than my shorts, and the lift button got 2. one high, one low. quite a waste of resources la. haha. anw, if anyone wants to feel tall, can go JAPAN. im taller than the girls wearing heels, and some guys. cool right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had the first 7 hour lesson today. best sia. i couldnt keep my eyes open to save a life. the first 3 hours were slightly better. after lunch, everything just felt like lala land already. ate 2 bowls of rice, which was a mistake cuz it made me super sleepy after that.  okk, i got facebook now! i know, abit slow la. haa. add me!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1993984913457020946-7128648648175579804?l=justholdontight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justholdontight.blogspot.com/feeds/7128648648175579804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1993984913457020946&amp;postID=7128648648175579804&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1993984913457020946/posts/default/7128648648175579804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1993984913457020946/posts/default/7128648648175579804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justholdontight.blogspot.com/2009/09/finally-decent-post.html' title='finally a decent post'/><author><name>vivien</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08943350588290513022</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1993984913457020946.post-2403849441400226179</id><published>2009-09-11T22:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-11T23:06:49.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'>short post</title><content type='html'>haas. at first i wanted to blog a long essay with details, but i decided otherwise lar. might as well blog now, while im waiting for miniclip to load.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kay. as you know, my memory is super short term. so obviously i would have forgotten what happened for the past few days. but anw, i will try to recall it later. for now, i am suffering from a burnt tongue. kanna burnt from eating octopus balls. omg, so random lar. this blogpost does not flow nicely! tsk...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okk. my game load alr! blog a detailed one next time! when i hae recalled&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY KIM!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1993984913457020946-2403849441400226179?l=justholdontight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justholdontight.blogspot.com/feeds/2403849441400226179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1993984913457020946&amp;postID=2403849441400226179&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1993984913457020946/posts/default/2403849441400226179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1993984913457020946/posts/default/2403849441400226179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justholdontight.blogspot.com/2009/09/short-post.html' title='short post'/><author><name>vivien</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08943350588290513022</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1993984913457020946.post-6829159655390728933</id><published>2009-09-08T22:57:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T22:59:46.818+08:00</updated><title type='text'>free internet @ airport</title><content type='html'>woots. at transit area now... wanted to play the xbox, BUT... i have no idea how to work it. pathetic lar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eunice says: i have no idea what a xbox looks like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA. okay, bye. i shall go play another game. they damn kiamsiap. only let each person use the com for 15 mins. 12 and a half left for me! ok, by the time this finished, 12 mins left. :S&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1993984913457020946-6829159655390728933?l=justholdontight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justholdontight.blogspot.com/feeds/6829159655390728933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1993984913457020946&amp;postID=6829159655390728933&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1993984913457020946/posts/default/6829159655390728933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1993984913457020946/posts/default/6829159655390728933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justholdontight.blogspot.com/2009/09/free-internet-airport.html' title='free internet @ airport'/><author><name>vivien</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08943350588290513022</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1993984913457020946.post-8417288734106466186</id><published>2009-09-08T20:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-08T20:37:17.499+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tata~</title><content type='html'>went for the BBQ at downtown east! it was much fun. haa. i must say, they can start fire really well... and ALL the chicken wings were not bloody on the inside. super amazing lar (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;glad i went.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll have to make sure that everything is inside my bag by the time 9pm comes. will be leaving the house at 9.10 i think... 40 mins more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hurr.. i will miss listening to the radio! its kinda like my study buddy. so sad lar.. no radio for one month. and and.. no guitar for one month! as for internet access, i hope they bluffing us that got no internet. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got 2 emails from 2 buddies. lols. cool eh... and both are Japanese. their emails sound so super enthu i tell you. they sound like they are sugar high. i wonder if they are really like that in real life. can't wait to meet them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kks. i gotta finish my dinner. BYE blog. will not be updating for one day at least. i shall watch angels and demons later on.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1993984913457020946-8417288734106466186?l=justholdontight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justholdontight.blogspot.com/feeds/8417288734106466186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1993984913457020946&amp;postID=8417288734106466186&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1993984913457020946/posts/default/8417288734106466186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1993984913457020946/posts/default/8417288734106466186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justholdontight.blogspot.com/2009/09/tata.html' title='tata~'/><author><name>vivien</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08943350588290513022</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1993984913457020946.post-6374749055959202814</id><published>2009-09-07T17:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T18:05:38.906+08:00</updated><title type='text'>one more day...</title><content type='html'>it's tomorrow, and i haven't finished my packing. how i wish that i can fold my house up like they do in those disney channel tv shows, and put it into my luggage. but obviously that can't be done, so the only option left is for me to continue packing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went window shopping at far east. i wanna buy some stuff! i shall go shop tmr afternoon. and then maybe go for bbq, and then go airport. so many plans tmr. should i go for the dac10 year 1 bbq? im still deciding... but most probably i'll going luh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hurr..... i got so much cash to bring to japan. so not used to it. tsk man.... im gonna be one paranoid freak. if i lose anything that holds my money, i die. my reputation for losing my wallet is like, so good lah. i better not anyhow put my stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;PS. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ivy, kim&lt;/span&gt;! lets go out when we come back from japan. date us, okay? hahaha. ohh.. and i think the best mode of communication will be my email. super primitive, but i don't think that the computers they have will have msn messenger downloaded. so i guess if we ever come online, it'll be through ebuddy.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1993984913457020946-6374749055959202814?l=justholdontight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justholdontight.blogspot.com/feeds/6374749055959202814/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1993984913457020946&amp;postID=6374749055959202814&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1993984913457020946/posts/default/6374749055959202814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1993984913457020946/posts/default/6374749055959202814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justholdontight.blogspot.com/2009/09/one-more-day.html' title='one more day...'/><author><name>vivien</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08943350588290513022</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1993984913457020946.post-5109467315833720601</id><published>2009-09-04T23:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T23:09:04.411+08:00</updated><title type='text'>colon, close bracket!</title><content type='html'>if you don't understand the title, then too bad for u. haha. its simple enough. do the math!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im so happy today! first day of the holidays, and i spent 71.90 on a pair of boots. and its my own savings that i spent (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok.. the day started at 12pm. i woke up, and found 5 messages on my phone. lols. i was ps-ed by heydi!! so sad luh. we were supposed to go shopping, but her sch timetable suddenly changed. so i guess the next time we can go out would be like one month later.. after im back from japan. which equals to her A levels coming closer?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, i watched XNR the whole afternoon. reminds me of old times. sitting in mlt 12 during the friday 1-3pm break while waiting for mob lesson to start. yeap. that was last sem. so long ago luh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;scooted off to tampines mall to watch bandslam with my dearest sister! but dammit, i think we saw the wrong day's timing, and there wasnt a bandslam 6.40pm show. walau.. super piaseh. we told the feller at the counter 2 tickets for bandslam 6.40 pm show. and he stared at us like we were idiots or something. haha. anw, settled for "the proposal", which wasn't such a bad deal. im gonna find the cannon in D score they played.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HEY people, heres a cool fact that i found about seaweed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;The fat-free seaweed vegetable has many health benefits. It's loaded with antibiotic properties, &lt;b&gt;helps counteract obesity&lt;/b&gt;, strengthens bones and teeth, and aids in the digestion process. Seaweed also strengthens the kidneys and nervous system, and helps reduce cholesterol. Sea vegetables or seaweed are the most nutritious foods, higher in vitamins and minerals than all other vegetables, and are excellent sources of calcium.&lt;/blockquote&gt;see.. maybe this is the reason why im skinny. i eat seaweed like how ppl will eat potatoe chips. and during study week, everytime i needed to memorise something, i would take a walk outside to eat my seaweed while i memorised. so see... i dont have to drink yucky milk to get my calcium. seaweed works too! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PS, i read somewhere that seaweed increases a person's metabolism by 40%. so, heres the trick. if u wanna stay skinny, eat more seaweed!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1993984913457020946-5109467315833720601?l=justholdontight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justholdontight.blogspot.com/feeds/5109467315833720601/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1993984913457020946&amp;postID=5109467315833720601&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1993984913457020946/posts/default/5109467315833720601'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1993984913457020946/posts/default/5109467315833720601'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justholdontight.blogspot.com/2009/09/colon-close-bracket.html' title='colon, close bracket!'/><author><name>vivien</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08943350588290513022</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1993984913457020946.post-8979865794421716706</id><published>2009-09-03T21:14:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T21:14:48.913+08:00</updated><title type='text'>it's over</title><content type='html'>ohmygod.  exams are over. why cant they end on a high note? dammit... stupid cost paper. like wat wilfrid said, NEP must have gone into hiding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, pool at spgg with eunice and wilfreed was rather therapeutic. we had the entire place to ourselves! the game was accompanied with horrible singing from the karaoke room. haha, and i realised that im actually quite electrically inclined. managed to figure out how to on the aircon.. which blocked out the singing. heh. and i think the spin spin chair there is damn nice. i wanna get one of those next time! haha, okay. im rambling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for the japan trip briefing... two words. super draggy. now, i got a ton of papers which are waiting for me to sort out. and and.... i got like 4 stacks of memo/foolscap paper free!!! amazing right... go briefing also got free gift. lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and regarding the internet access in japan.... its damn pathetic. HLL says that there wont be internet access in our rooms. wth right? so means that anyone who brings laptop wont be able to get internet connection. that's just damn sad. what rock are they living under man.. lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;abit sian-ed by the exam coming up during the holidays for corporate finance. BUT, thinking of having one module less next sem makes it much better. x-box wasnt as therapeutic as i thought it would be. tsk. my brother keeps winning me. which is perpetually irritating when u cannot do anything about it. especially when he keeps attacking and the character is just stunned over there not being able to attack back no matter how many buttons u press. soso.. switch game. i think imma play guitar hero now. long time no play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cant wait for tmr! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1993984913457020946-8979865794421716706?l=justholdontight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justholdontight.blogspot.com/feeds/8979865794421716706/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1993984913457020946&amp;postID=8979865794421716706&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1993984913457020946/posts/default/8979865794421716706'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1993984913457020946/posts/default/8979865794421716706'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justholdontight.blogspot.com/2009/09/ohmygod.html' title='it&apos;s over'/><author><name>vivien</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08943350588290513022</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1993984913457020946.post-5491512796107691421</id><published>2009-09-01T17:34:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-01T17:41:56.081+08:00</updated><title type='text'>distractions</title><content type='html'>i cannot focus for some reason or other. so irritating. one second i'll be hungry, and i take a walk outside. next thing i know, im watching avatar with my bro. and then it dawns on me that i should be doing tax instead of tv-ing, so i walk back to my room and somehow, i start watching &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MWhFd8my408"&gt;this&lt;/a&gt;. pretty lame.. i know. but its quite addicting trying to make the ballerina turn both clock and anti clockwise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay.. i need to start on my tax already la. all i did since the time i came home was 1 tax question. so lousy! i need to make a mental note to FOCUS.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1993984913457020946-5491512796107691421?l=justholdontight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justholdontight.blogspot.com/feeds/5491512796107691421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1993984913457020946&amp;postID=5491512796107691421&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1993984913457020946/posts/default/5491512796107691421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1993984913457020946/posts/default/5491512796107691421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justholdontight.blogspot.com/2009/09/distractions.html' title='distractions'/><author><name>vivien</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08943350588290513022</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1993984913457020946.post-3926758297519708006</id><published>2009-08-31T17:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T17:16:18.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wish upon a star</title><content type='html'>facc was such a screw up. bleah. distraught. i need more chocolate, and yet i don't feel like opening up my packet of ovalteenies. i want ice cream, which my fridge is totally impaired of. i need to finish memorising my blaw soon. at least by tonight before i go to sleep. mm.. maybe i shall take a walk to the 7-eleven to buy some icecream. urgh.. i just feel like whining and whining non stop, but i dont think it would be a good idea to do so now, when i got so many things to memorise. argh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant wait for thursday. thurs, friday, monday and tues got activities alr! and of course the weekend is left for packing my humongous luggage, plus get whatever i wanna get. and then... tuesday night is fly off time! yay. i totally cant wait to get out of singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, i found someone to go to the singapore universal studios with me next year! ETHEL!! yay, omg. im so excited. imma sit all the rollercoasters until i go super high. i cannot wait for that to happen. and the japan trip, we may be going to universal studios! yay yay yay yay. i wanna relive my disneyland days. rollercoasters and more rollercoasters. so stressless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what happened to "time and tide waits for no man"? i think im waiting for time to faster pass so that i can finish my bloody exams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall make it a ritual to go to EUU's blog to join in the count down everyday from now. haha. (i just realised that this is the only haha in the entire blog entry. being random~)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1993984913457020946-3926758297519708006?l=justholdontight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justholdontight.blogspot.com/feeds/3926758297519708006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1993984913457020946&amp;postID=3926758297519708006&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1993984913457020946/posts/default/3926758297519708006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1993984913457020946/posts/default/3926758297519708006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justholdontight.blogspot.com/2009/08/wish-upon-star.html' title='wish upon a star'/><author><name>vivien</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08943350588290513022</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1993984913457020946.post-3936972833792441976</id><published>2009-08-27T00:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-27T00:30:07.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hang on alittle longer</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;monday----&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;accompanied my ahma to the specs shop to make new glasses. she wanted to go to make new specs, and being the nice granddaughter i am, i decided to follow her since i got no school. haaa.. the specs shop is at some ulu corner in bedok, which she kinda forgot where it was. but vivien saves the day! with my pro sense of direction plus the name card with the address on it, i managed to find the shop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i found out that my ahma's degree is lower than mine. TSK lar! so after checking her eyes, she wanted to stick to her old frame, but the guy was like, change frame la. and know wat?? I GOT TO PICK THE FRAME. so, i chose this!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374303843882629106" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qMpb2vkWDEo/SpVc3ymj9_I/AAAAAAAAAzk/eSSRswGS_Qs/s320/24082009362.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dark blue frame. the old frame was goldish.. personally, i think gold frames make a person look old. so i chose dark frame. my ahma looks like alvin and the chipmunks, the one that wore specs right? HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374303855268499522" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qMpb2vkWDEo/SpVc4dBKkEI/AAAAAAAAAzs/DOtJ-qSAo5Y/s320/24082009364.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5374303860552232674" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qMpb2vkWDEo/SpVc4ws57uI/AAAAAAAAAz0/iJoz2HUeHkY/s320/24082009365.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i will so get retribution for posting this. haha. but cute right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and, i managed to get a story out of my ahma! finally. i've been asking her whether she got see ghosts before, and everytime her answer would be no. but who would believe that some one who went through the japanese occupation never saw ghosts before right... and she told me she saw before. once. this funny looking lady suddenly pop up at her window. a bit dissappointing cuz its not scary one. lol. so, friday, gonna collect the new specs again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tuesday-----&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;freaking FF paper. siansation. saw the first page and got heartattack. dammit. anw, its over. figured that i only got like 1 more week to work like a dog, and afterthat, its holidays!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i. cannot. wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;wednesday----&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to downtown east BK to study cost and facc. havent started on cost theory at all cuz i get so sleepy when i look at the cost notes. so bobian, facc. tried copying down 1 chapter into notes. got damn bored halfway so i started learning to write with my left hand. haaa.. pathetic isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but no choice. must study theory. if not i'll be giving 30 marks away just like that when i can jollywell get a high score if i study. and for modules like facc, which give u the perception that u got it right when actually its wrong, studying theory is a must.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1993984913457020946-3936972833792441976?l=justholdontight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justholdontight.blogspot.com/feeds/3936972833792441976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1993984913457020946&amp;postID=3936972833792441976&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1993984913457020946/posts/default/3936972833792441976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1993984913457020946/posts/default/3936972833792441976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justholdontight.blogspot.com/2009/08/hang-on-alittle-longer.html' title='hang on alittle longer'/><author><name>vivien</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08943350588290513022</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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qMpb2vkWDEo/SpVc3ymj9_I/AAAAAAAAAzk/eSSRswGS_Qs/s72-c/24082009362.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1993984913457020946.post-8300943797091698880</id><published>2009-08-23T00:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-23T00:29:20.741+08:00</updated><title type='text'>utter shock</title><content type='html'>OMG. i just realised that FF exam is on tuesday and not wednesday. seriously! i thought FF was on weds, 25th august. damn. which calendar was i looking at man? haiss... this means that i got one day less to remember everything. why am i so blur??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, went to collect my specs after dinner.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372822291787463314" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qMpb2vkWDEo/SpAZaG9KupI/AAAAAAAAAy8/cix4D_6uw88/s320/P1030865.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;seee.. this is my specs box. cool right? i totally fooled my sister into thinking it was my new pencil box. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372822300067619842" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qMpb2vkWDEo/SpAZalzT5AI/AAAAAAAAAzE/oN_xlMgHh88/s320/P1030866.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;the inside of my "pencil box"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372822310943946802" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qMpb2vkWDEo/SpAZbOUbeDI/AAAAAAAAAzM/JQe6CpJ5Kx0/s320/P1030867.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;my new specs. the frame is olive green. and if ur wondering, the wordy paper belongs to ff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372822318938496354" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qMpb2vkWDEo/SpAZbsGenWI/AAAAAAAAAzU/eYv65uKTi3U/s320/P1030868.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;ok, this is the box without anything inside.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5372822332824526818" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qMpb2vkWDEo/SpAZcf1Kn-I/AAAAAAAAAzc/9M6RcjKjU9I/s320/P1030896.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;and me wearing my new specs! and my eyes are small...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i like my new specs better than the old one. everything is so clear (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1993984913457020946-8300943797091698880?l=justholdontight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justholdontight.blogspot.com/feeds/8300943797091698880/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1993984913457020946&amp;postID=8300943797091698880&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1993984913457020946/posts/default/8300943797091698880'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1993984913457020946/posts/default/8300943797091698880'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justholdontight.blogspot.com/2009/08/utter-shock.html' title='utter shock'/><author><name>vivien</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08943350588290513022</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/_qMpb2vkWDEo/SpAZaG9KupI/AAAAAAAAAy8/cix4D_6uw88/s72-c/P1030865.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1993984913457020946.post-2549060300974255517</id><published>2009-08-22T02:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-22T02:47:11.324+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wide awake</title><content type='html'>why is it that im wide awake now, at such an ungodly hour. 2.28am. i seriously feel like im in the middle of a sunny sunday afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my internal clock is screwed... and so is my ff theory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've got about 5 days to squeeze the entire module's theory into my head. tell me how?? haissss.. so sian lar. anyway, i just realised, i always complain and make a fuss that theory's being such a bitch. in the end, when the paper comes back, i realise that the theory marks saved my ass. so contradictory, i know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and to prove it, here goes. pacc ca1 (i know its damn long ago la), i thought i flunk the theory, but when i got back the paper, i got close to full marks for theory, which in turn helped me to scrape an A with 80 marks spot on. then there was facc ca1 theory, which helped quite abit cuz my calculations part were wrong. then, econs section b, which was really a life saver(like, doesn't every one agree on this?). cuz all u have to do is crap effectively and somehow u will get the marks. and and cost! ca1 theory helped me scrape through an A as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;you see... i don't know why things are working out this way. theory always helps in the end. its like the underdog mark-saver (if there's ever such a thing). well well well, i guess i should just shuddup and go learn my theory instead of complaining. hurr..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohoh, my new glasses are ready already! will be going to collect them tomorrow. for some reason i feel excited abt my new specs. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1993984913457020946-2549060300974255517?l=justholdontight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justholdontight.blogspot.com/feeds/2549060300974255517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1993984913457020946&amp;postID=2549060300974255517&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1993984913457020946/posts/default/2549060300974255517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1993984913457020946/posts/default/2549060300974255517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justholdontight.blogspot.com/2009/08/wide-awake.html' title='wide awake'/><author><name>vivien</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08943350588290513022</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1993984913457020946.post-5219322515684988366</id><published>2009-08-17T23:55:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T00:19:01.455+08:00</updated><title type='text'>accomplished</title><content type='html'>i think i am done with my to-do-list.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just got my flu jab from the doctor. was looking forward to the pain during the injection. its been like a hundred years since i took my last injection, and i forgot how it would feel like to get a jab already. so, for that part, yay the flu jab. but other than that, it was a waste of time lor. waited for so long, and now, my arm feels like someone just whacked me damn hard. like kanna one big blue black like that lar. must be the doctor jab the muscle. (are they supposed to?) lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to the optician to check my eyesight, plus make new glasses. as anticipated, left eye increased in degree. so now my degree is L700 - R600. damn big difference, i know. oh, and i found out a cool fact. the higher the degree, the smaller your eyes will look when you wear glasses. so means that when i wear specs, my eyes will look smaller than in actual fact. and my left eye will look smaller than my right eye since they are 100 degrees difference! hahaha. wth lar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got my stuff from popular alr. a new green highlighter! omg, i cant wait to use it..... blaw blaw, here i come. i will highlight highlight highlight! so my notes will look so green that you may even mistake it for an environment promoting bunch of papers. haaaaaaaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i so totally dread blaw. havent read it in the longest time. i didnt even touch it over the weekend. its getting to be repulsive. urgh.. with the motivation of the green highlighter, i shall start soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1993984913457020946-5219322515684988366?l=justholdontight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justholdontight.blogspot.com/feeds/5219322515684988366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1993984913457020946&amp;postID=5219322515684988366&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1993984913457020946/posts/default/5219322515684988366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1993984913457020946/posts/default/5219322515684988366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justholdontight.blogspot.com/2009/08/accomplished.html' title='accomplished'/><author><name>vivien</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08943350588290513022</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1993984913457020946.post-3293101252535479724</id><published>2009-08-14T21:23:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-14T21:26:01.274+08:00</updated><title type='text'>worn out</title><content type='html'>woah... super damn tired now lar. im gonna suffer from a burnout soon. stupid cost. why is it so brain cell consuming?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohhhhhhhhhh yarrr. before i forget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;IVY&lt;/strong&gt;,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;thank you for helping when i called you! haha.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my glorious day of studying started at 9am facc lecture. why didnt he go through the 2nd and 3rd qtns? hais. anw, then studied in the library with terence while waiting for man. and finally man came. decided that studying in the library was damn unproductive. so, it was off to pasir ris to get food, then study at his house. cost cost cost and more cost. sian. the application rate qtn never fails to drive me nuts. not to mention theory. didnt even attempt the theory qtns at all lar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohohohohoh.. i got to touch man's hamster. but it didnt like me lar.. nvr crawl on my hand. and some more it kept biting me. tsk! bite, nvm. my finger still kanna hamster saliva. lol. because of your saliva, i dont think you are cute anymore, hamster. go fly kite. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bought tons of sweets from NTUC. fruitips, RIBENA, and gobstoppers. i still cant find ovalteenies anywhere luh. if anyone sees it anywhere, pls tell me! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel like i got tons of things to do over the weekend. non study stuff!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;go get my flu jab. i think its damn stupid and a waste of time, but bo bian.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;make new glasses&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;get a new cup cuz mine apparently melted in hot water&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;buy more memo paper&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;get a new green highlighter&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;maybe get new phone? lols. this depends. its not that i'm rich. my mum is just nice by offering to take my cha-charred phone and let me get her new traded in phone. shd i change? caught in a dilemma.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;yeah. i think thats abt it. for now, that is. i can't rmb what else i gotta do.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1993984913457020946-3293101252535479724?l=justholdontight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justholdontight.blogspot.com/feeds/3293101252535479724/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1993984913457020946&amp;postID=3293101252535479724&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1993984913457020946/posts/default/3293101252535479724'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1993984913457020946/posts/default/3293101252535479724'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justholdontight.blogspot.com/2009/08/worn-out.html' title='worn out'/><author><name>vivien</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08943350588290513022</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1993984913457020946.post-7110295088848174380</id><published>2009-08-13T19:28:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T20:06:18.708+08:00</updated><title type='text'>siansation</title><content type='html'>&lt;object id="flashObj" width="486" height="412" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=9,0,47,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://c.brightcove.com/services/viewer/federated_f9/2648424001?isVid=1&amp;publisherID=1079000770" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;param name="flashVars" value="videoId=24580836001&amp;playerID=2648424001&amp;domain=embed&amp;" /&gt;&lt;param name="base" value="http://admin.brightcove.com" /&gt;&lt;param name="seamlesstabbing" value="false" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true" /&gt;&lt;param name="swLiveConnect" value="true" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always" /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://c.brightcove.com/services/viewer/federated_f9/2648424001?isVid=1&amp;publisherID=1079000770" bgcolor="#FFFFFF" flashVars="videoId=24580836001&amp;playerID=2648424001&amp;domain=embed&amp;" base="http://admin.brightcove.com" name="flashObj" width="486" height="412" seamlesstabbing="false" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowFullScreen="true" swLiveConnect="true" allowScriptAccess="always" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/shockwave/download/index.cgi?P1_Prod_Version=ShockwaveFlash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nice song by taylor swift. (by the way, viewable in firefox only. haha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;huurrrr.. so sian of blaw alr lar. when i think of blaw, it seems like the light at the end of the tunnel is very very very far away. but, i got no choice. i must continue memorising cuz theres so many chapters! argh... i realised that blaw is abit like maths. lol.. dont ask me why. thats just the way i see it. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i met by brother on the train. i cant decide whether it is SUAY or what. damn coincidental that we met on the train la. he's at kembangan, and i was coming from dover. how the hell do we meet on the train without any means of communication, i have no idea. this is called fate. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, i say its suay becox he was carrying 2 bags. that Ediot... carry his tuition bag plus school bag to school. LOL. and so, when he saw me, he conveniently got me to carry his bag home for him while he went off to tuition. then.... i became the one looking like an idiot. carrying 2 bag packs home from simei mrt. he's lucky he got a nice sister lorr.... lols. and wilfreed wasnt being helpful at all. tsk. i asked him if he would carry his bro's bag if this same thing happened to him, and he said YES. lol. best....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its gonna be crazy in the next 3 good weeks or so. then... JAPAN.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1993984913457020946-7110295088848174380?l=justholdontight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justholdontight.blogspot.com/feeds/7110295088848174380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1993984913457020946&amp;postID=7110295088848174380&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1993984913457020946/posts/default/7110295088848174380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1993984913457020946/posts/default/7110295088848174380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justholdontight.blogspot.com/2009/08/siansation.html' title='siansation'/><author><name>vivien</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08943350588290513022</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1993984913457020946.post-3422320618006169129</id><published>2009-08-11T23:52:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T00:05:02.989+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cockroach scary meh??</title><content type='html'>i seriously dont see what the hell there is to be scared of a cockroach. SERIOUSLY lar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cockroach = screaming sister = being an accomplice in killing the cockroach = cannot do blaw in peace&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nonsense lar.... the lamest thing you ever need when you are in the midst of writing out the rule of law for negligence, is a bloody cockroach.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;obviously, my reaction would be different if it was a lizard. i shall educate you a little. cockroaches are different from lizards. lizards are damn reptiles, which mean they have scales. scales = yucky. lizards are also much quicker than cockroaches. not only that. lizards got 4 legs which u can feel if they are crawling on you. cockroaches have 6 legs, but when they crawl on you it isnt that obvious. the point im making here is that it is good not to know that something is crawling on you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, aft my mum killed the cockroach, my sister started laughing hysterically to herself (on how funny it was when my mum hit the cockroach like her life depended on it). siao liao la. i feel like throwing my pencil at her.... -.- so LAMEeeeeeeeeee!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1993984913457020946-3422320618006169129?l=justholdontight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justholdontight.blogspot.com/feeds/3422320618006169129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1993984913457020946&amp;postID=3422320618006169129&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1993984913457020946/posts/default/3422320618006169129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1993984913457020946/posts/default/3422320618006169129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justholdontight.blogspot.com/2009/08/cockroach-scary-meh.html' title='cockroach scary meh??'/><author><name>vivien</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08943350588290513022</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1993984913457020946.post-9026372230749053389</id><published>2009-08-10T23:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-10T23:13:10.449+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sweet sugar</title><content type='html'>the long weekend is coming to an end. how sad!! i was gonna say exams coming soon. like in 2 weeks time. but i realised that would be damn depressing. so i wont say it. hahahahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got the joke? okay, nvm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on a lighter note, caught 2 movies over the weekend. "UP" on sunday, and "Where got ghost?" today. i think where got ghost was damn good lar. if i could, i would watch again and again and again and again.. ya. u get the idea. UP was so-so... but both were nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(: i got a sudden obsession to watch horror movies. hahaha. weird.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohohohohoh.. i betted with eunice that it wouldn't rain on national day, and it didnt! haha.. so now, she owes me zapple. lols. initially, i wanted to take the stand that it would rain on national day. but since she wanted to take that stand, so for fun, i just decided to take the opposing stand. and really really, it didnt rain. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;moral of the story: (just pick one to believe. haha.)&lt;br /&gt;version #1: in order to win, give in to others; or&lt;br /&gt;version #2: vivien can control the weather on national day with her bets; or&lt;br /&gt;version #3: eunice was just unlucky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha... i know most ppl will probably choose to believe in version #3. why? becox it is the most logical/plain jane answer. ALSO, #1 and #2 are just too ridiculous. #2 especially, is ludicrous. watever larrrr... i, will obviously choose to believe in #2. most creative. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont know why, but yesterday being national day (and also a sunday), didn't give me the sunday-ish feeling. at all. i kept thinking that yest was monday, and today was tuesday. anyways, for once i didnt glue my eyes to the tv to watch the parade. it was damn boring lar.. or maybe the times that i chose to cruise in front of the tv were the boring parts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;arh.. either way, i think it was damn boring compared to other years. i was in my room listening to the national day theme songs of other years. that was much more entertaining lor.. the songs 1999 to 2007 were more national dayish.. this year's theme song is so pop sounding.. but, anyhow, its nice la. aft u listen to it for a few more times. lol. seriously, during the ndp, i was looking forward to singapore idol, which was the program aft the NDP show. ohh, and i said the pledge as well. in unison with the radio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, now i rmb. i got a fettish with ovalteenies, and i cannot find them in NTUC fairprice. why why why why why... so sad lar. if you dont know what ovalteenies are, you should try. they are damn good. its like super chocolatey milo compressed into a sweet. and the problem is that i bite my sweets rather than suck them. so my packet of sweets always finish super fast. btw, one random fact abt me. i love to bite my sweets, like seriously. i even bite gobstoppers. suprised?? HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*if you have no idea what a gobstopper is, u can jollywell go fly kite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okk.. ff mock test tmr. wish me luck. im gonna be needing lotsa luck.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1993984913457020946-9026372230749053389?l=justholdontight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justholdontight.blogspot.com/feeds/9026372230749053389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1993984913457020946&amp;postID=9026372230749053389&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1993984913457020946/posts/default/9026372230749053389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1993984913457020946/posts/default/9026372230749053389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justholdontight.blogspot.com/2009/08/sweet-sugar.html' title='sweet sugar'/><author><name>vivien</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08943350588290513022</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1993984913457020946.post-4832245665415798854</id><published>2009-08-07T22:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-07T22:38:48.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'>random report</title><content type='html'>1 year ago, i betted with man/ivy about the weather on national day. and i won. hahaha. OMG.. that was a super random thought that came to my mind while we were doing blaw project at koufu today. what a joke. soso.. anyone wanna bet with me that it will rain this national day? LOLs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY. i think i can finally say that theres no blaw to do over the weekend! not bad.. after 4 nights of dealing with blaw consecutively, i get my weekends off. whooo. the long weekend is hereee. which will probably be converted to study time la. aiya... nth to yay abt. lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ogay.. i think i can officially announce that my gems is gone. i didnt trade a thing this week at all, which leaves me at 92nd position. hahaha. fantabulous huh? 2nd position from the bottom. see.. so pro lor. anw, so that means that i'll probably get a screwed grade for my gems. well.. C+ for gems is nice. but anyways, i think my participation marks will help some way or the other la. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, for all that slacking during gems.. watching youtube videos, playing neopets, spamming tagboards.. i think i deserve C grade marks. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last week, my bro's glasses broke. so.. as the saying goes, desperate times call for desperate measures. take a look at what he did. its freaking amazing how he even got the idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qMpb2vkWDEo/Snw3_p6ForI/AAAAAAAAAys/pX5BEwAgRDI/s1600-h/P1030812.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qMpb2vkWDEo/Snw3_p6ForI/AAAAAAAAAys/pX5BEwAgRDI/s320/P1030812.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367226422639567538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cool right?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he put his lenses in between two rulers, and used blue tack to stick them there! lolols! that joker. ohh.. look at my handphone holder in the background. cute right? mister yellow holding my phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that thing cannot hang off his face becox not enough hands to type plus hold his 'glasses'. so, he came up with a better way to use his glasses while gaming. he stacked all the bigass chinese dictionaries up to his eye level. then put the glasses there. this freed his hands so that they could be busy typing nonsense. it looked damn ridiculous lar. hahaha. i should've taken a photo. but anw, i think my brother is super resourceful lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qMpb2vkWDEo/Snw4ALF6soI/AAAAAAAAAy0/ux8f1414lnE/s1600-h/P1030813.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qMpb2vkWDEo/Snw4ALF6soI/AAAAAAAAAy0/ux8f1414lnE/s320/P1030813.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5367226431547552386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see.. get what i mean? i know. he looks mentally challenged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he's actually abt to go bathe, and i dragged him to take photo. so mean right me? hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohohohoh.. before i forget. eunice and me are on the sp website video.&lt;br /&gt;                   &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; "we love singapore because we can kiasu together!" &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1993984913457020946-4832245665415798854?l=justholdontight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justholdontight.blogspot.com/feeds/4832245665415798854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1993984913457020946&amp;postID=4832245665415798854&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1993984913457020946/posts/default/4832245665415798854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1993984913457020946/posts/default/4832245665415798854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justholdontight.blogspot.com/2009/08/random-report.html' title='random report'/><author><name>vivien</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08943350588290513022</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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qMpb2vkWDEo/Snw3_p6ForI/AAAAAAAAAys/pX5BEwAgRDI/s72-c/P1030812.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1993984913457020946.post-8424160547893765446</id><published>2009-08-05T22:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T22:21:14.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New blogskin!</title><content type='html'>abit late to post about this, but better late than never right.... so, here goes. yay! i changed my blogskin, like finally. and i think this one is much nicer than the old one. (: i like the guitar pic the most!! i think its damn nice lor. dont you think so too?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hais.. this week has been like this:&lt;br /&gt;monday night: blaw&lt;br /&gt;tuesday night: blaw&lt;br /&gt;wednesday night: blaw&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sian lar.. blaw blaw and more blaw. why why and why? cuz of project. i know i really shouldn't be complaining cuz dac students have only 1 project to worry abt, while ppl from other courses have got tons more to worry about. but, urgh..... blaw is such a siansation!! i bet tmr night will be blaw AGAIN lor. @#$&amp;amp;%*^(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love to complain, and i think thats the reason why i dont emo. cuz i kinda forget what i was sad abt the moment i complain about it. i find it so cool lar! haha. and these few days my stm has been really bad. i cant even rmb the contents of the sms i sent out, and when i get a reply, i gotta check what it was that i sent out. and then.. theres also the blaw proj qtn. i keep having to dig it out over and over agn cuz i will never fail to rmb what the qtn wants. kns. why like that one?? my memory is like that of DORY (nemo &amp;amp; marlin's friend). tsktsk..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how am i supposed to sit for exam in this kind of mental state? exam is in 3 weeks. its super horrifying to know that. so ppl who are reading this and are in the same boat as i am in, GO AND STUDY ALREADY LAR! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, and my gems is a gonner. LOLs.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1993984913457020946-8424160547893765446?l=justholdontight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justholdontight.blogspot.com/feeds/8424160547893765446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1993984913457020946&amp;postID=8424160547893765446&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1993984913457020946/posts/default/8424160547893765446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1993984913457020946/posts/default/8424160547893765446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justholdontight.blogspot.com/2009/08/new-blogskin.html' title='New blogskin!'/><author><name>vivien</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08943350588290513022</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1993984913457020946.post-4205709392318901117</id><published>2009-07-30T22:51:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T14:47:30.567+08:00</updated><title type='text'>runs and aches</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qMpb2vkWDEo/SnGzspU4C6I/AAAAAAAAAyM/31Zdv-OWxKw/s1600-h/29072009344.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364266210764000162" style="width: 320px; height: 240px;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qMpb2vkWDEo/SnGzspU4C6I/AAAAAAAAAyM/31Zdv-OWxKw/s320/29072009344.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qMpb2vkWDEo/SnGtlPXvQRI/AAAAAAAAAx8/FWYSOp6h_hA/s1600-h/29072009343.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364259486467834130" style="width: 320px; height: 240px;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qMpb2vkWDEo/SnGtlPXvQRI/AAAAAAAAAx8/FWYSOp6h_hA/s320/29072009343.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qMpb2vkWDEo/SnGtkr-z4tI/AAAAAAAAAx0/yt2cRgAC6_Y/s1600-h/29072009342.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5364259476968039122" style="width: 320px; height: 240px;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qMpb2vkWDEo/SnGtkr-z4tI/AAAAAAAAAx0/yt2cRgAC6_Y/s320/29072009342.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;my legs are aching like siao.. cuz of the poly 50 run. plus my biceps and parts of my back (which supposedly have no direct relation to running) are aching also. wth right... im so super unfit atheletically. i dont even bother to run for the bus some times. haha. im becoming so lazy nowadays. tsktsktsk.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;projects. finally FF is done. ok.. it was done like a few days ago lar. but still, thankfully its done. dont need to think abt it anymore. next is blaw proj. argh... project after project. i'd rather be saving a life man... or like going to africa to give them food. okok. abit too farfetched alr la. but the point is that its so freaking crazy. no rest one leh. well.. but on the bright side, at least the projects are not given in a bunch. rather, they are given simultaneously. so not too bad lar. heh.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i've started a new routine. its called eating heavy breakfast before going to school. breakfast consists of rice, egg and meat/ikan bilis. it sounds like my dinner for some nights. and its exactly the same portion lar. and this again.. proves that im a bottomless pit. haha.. bottomless pits have their pros and cons. leaning more towards the PROs!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;u know a few weeks back i posted something about going to sleep by 12.30am or something like this? i've never stuck to that at all lar. the first night i said i would sleep at 12.30, i ended up sleeping at 1 plus am. so i seriously am gonna sleep by 12am from now on. which means that im gonna sleep in abt 1 hour and twenty mins. haha. i will so stick to this. wish me luck.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1993984913457020946-4205709392318901117?l=justholdontight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justholdontight.blogspot.com/feeds/4205709392318901117/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1993984913457020946&amp;postID=4205709392318901117&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1993984913457020946/posts/default/4205709392318901117'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1993984913457020946/posts/default/4205709392318901117'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justholdontight.blogspot.com/2009/07/runs-and-aches.html' title='runs and aches'/><author><name>vivien</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08943350588290513022</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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qMpb2vkWDEo/SnGzspU4C6I/AAAAAAAAAyM/31Zdv-OWxKw/s72-c/29072009344.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1993984913457020946.post-4834158153964069799</id><published>2009-07-26T20:55:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T21:04:57.329+08:00</updated><title type='text'>smiley theme</title><content type='html'>i got sian of studying tax. not really sian-sian.. its the kind where u dont understand why it has to be done a certain way, and then u slowly start to zone out. zomg. its only 4 more days, and im spacing out while doing tax. tsktsktsk. anyways.. i downloaded myself a new handphone theme. its damn nice lar. it has this big smiley face on the "cover" page (i forgot what its called). oh ya.. wallpaper. it has a super big smiley face on the wallaper, and the icons in the menu are all smileys. haha. i like! its loads nicer than the old one. the old one was some icecream with a fence background. so ugly! i dont even know why i chose it. and further more, put up with it for 6 months. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after downloading and installing the new theme on my phone, i decided that i should use the standby mode thing which nokia phones have. and i finally understood why my phone has a button which is specially for the menu function. apparently, under standby mode, the middle button no longer directs to menu. and without pressing the menu button my phone has, there is no other way to get to menu. haa. i just realised only. i know... wth lar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some ppl may have already heard, but i shall just announce it here. haaa.. VIVIEN IS GOING TO JAPAN TO STUDY! its the japan study trip for the corporate finance module thingum during the september holidays. so excited! i've never been to japan before, and i think its gonna be super cool. 1 entire month in japan, and did i mention.. eunice is going as well! haha.. seems fun. plus.. this means that next sem i will have 1 less module than the rest (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which also reminds me, that i gotta print a page of my passport. im so lazy to walk over to the next room, flip through all the other passports till i find mine, walk back to the printer, open the printer, dump it there and slowly scan. urgh... what a long process. and besides.. my passport photo looks so geeky (the primary 4 one. i got 2 by the way). i look so chipmunk-ish. lol.. stop imagining how i used to look like when i was younger.. i won't put the photo up here. at least not anytime soon.... well, perhaps i may in a month or two. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok.... back to tax.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1993984913457020946-4834158153964069799?l=justholdontight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justholdontight.blogspot.com/feeds/4834158153964069799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1993984913457020946&amp;postID=4834158153964069799&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1993984913457020946/posts/default/4834158153964069799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1993984913457020946/posts/default/4834158153964069799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justholdontight.blogspot.com/2009/07/smiley-theme.html' title='smiley theme'/><author><name>vivien</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08943350588290513022</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1993984913457020946.post-8080170762833568661</id><published>2009-07-24T23:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T23:23:10.781+08:00</updated><title type='text'>piling work</title><content type='html'>well.. as i said, i would post up the video on my next entry. so here it isssssss:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ENJOY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object style="WIDTH: 357px; HEIGHT: 262px" height="262" width="357"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/7mZF813aXbQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x234900&amp;amp;color2=0x4e9e00"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/7mZF813aXbQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;color1=0x234900&amp;color2=0x4e9e00" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="371" height="300"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha.. cute right cute right?? (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's something wrong with my firefox, which causes me not to be able to post an entry. wth lar. so here i am, using IE. bleah. nth much to comprain lar. just that my entire bookmarks line is gone. but anw, i only use ie to blog. therefore, same difference.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gems lesson is super duper boring....... haha.. but at least LBC is nice. he heck care us and let us do whatever we want. well.. u put 23 kids and 23 computers in a room, during gem lesson. what happens? duh.. no one pays attention lar. haha.. okay. to be fair, i think at least 80% will be comm-ing away. i know i wasnt paying attention. lol. so disrespectful ah.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont like this week's tutorials. ff and cost.... so much theory.. if not, so many qtns. so sian larr!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1993984913457020946-8080170762833568661?l=justholdontight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justholdontight.blogspot.com/feeds/8080170762833568661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1993984913457020946&amp;postID=8080170762833568661&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1993984913457020946/posts/default/8080170762833568661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1993984913457020946/posts/default/8080170762833568661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justholdontight.blogspot.com/2009/07/piling-work.html' title='piling work'/><author><name>vivien</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08943350588290513022</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1993984913457020946.post-8872025297575044295</id><published>2009-07-23T01:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T01:53:35.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Harry potter and a whole bunch of rants</title><content type='html'>i finally got to watch HARRY POTTER AND THE HALF BLOOD PRINCE! hahaha.. it was supposed to come out last year leh.. then it was postponed to july this year. and i didnt find it boring.... like what some people claim. those ppl probably didn't read the book. therefore, they had zero knowledge of what was going on. so.. half blood prince = boring (becox they dont understand). totally untrue. okay, to be fair, this thing is all based on opinions. so in my opinion, the half blood prince movie was rather nice. thumbs up! although some parts from the book were not shown..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my ever failing memory has caused me to mix up the content of the half blood prince and the deathly hallows. super irritating... i swear. cuz it makes discussing the topic on "what the movie missed out" very blood vomiting. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to the arcade before going for mentoring! made me so super high after that. thank goodness we didnt have ff project meeting instead. we shall make it a habit to go there every weds, so as to kill time. ohoh! and im glad to announce: i spent less money than eunice and ivy at the arcade. haha. see.... this means i've got self-discipline.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmph. i so totally dread FF project. dont ask why. it just does. anw, i think its gonna be over soon. good grief.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i got a sprouting blue-black on my arm (the part above the elbow). i find it pretty much ridiculous. i dont ever remember hitting my arm. my leg is 5 times more prone to injury than my arm would ever be as far as i can remember. and even if i did hit my arm, wouldn't my poky elbow get hurt first? so how can it be that i kanna one blue-black on my arm?? it looks like a freaking mosquito bite, and feels like one too. the only thing is that it does not itch. it hurts when u press it. so, conclusion.. either i banged my my arm without even realising it, or... some eerie thing happening. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;coming up on my movie list... 2 horror movies. no wait, make that 3. one is a jackneo film.. the other is dunno what one. but seems scary enough. both are chinese with english subs. and the last one is the haunting in connecticut. im so gonna watch that online after tax is over. one week more. cantwait cantwait cantwait!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k.. i should be sleeping now. good night world.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1993984913457020946-8872025297575044295?l=justholdontight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justholdontight.blogspot.com/feeds/8872025297575044295/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1993984913457020946&amp;postID=8872025297575044295&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1993984913457020946/posts/default/8872025297575044295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1993984913457020946/posts/default/8872025297575044295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justholdontight.blogspot.com/2009/07/harry-potter-and-whole-bunch-of-rants.html' title='Harry potter and a whole bunch of rants'/><author><name>vivien</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08943350588290513022</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1993984913457020946.post-5738883594702779059</id><published>2009-07-20T01:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T01:39:18.849+08:00</updated><title type='text'>class bbq</title><content type='html'>oh man... its so late now, and i really should be sleeping. but.. i feel so bad for neglecting my blog for like a week. so.. lets make it a fast one since i can't remember alot of things anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for class bbq in the west. ok, technically it was a class bbq since everyone was invited. but.. not everyone turned up. so yea. stood at the bbq grill cooking! hahaha.. i actually put my cooking mama skills to the test. and results were... good?! haha. yes. good. so yay. i think my tolerance for heat is getting better and better. screw you, global warming!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok.. shan't digress so far. back to the cooking part. i swear, my clothes were ingrained with the bbq smoke smell. it is horrible. even after bathing, i can still smell the smoky smoky smell. wth right. anw, maybe i was too sensitive, but the train ride back was kinda weird. cuz, nobody wanna sit next to me! lol... haha.. like that good also lar. i got more space :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohh.. i was such a good photographer. my gem skills learnt definitely didnt go to waste. i managed to take some pretty nice candid shots. okay, fine. i admit they were mostly by luck. but anw, the outcome was nice. so credit shd go to me. heh! hahaha.. hope none were deleted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ogay.. goodnight world. the rest of last week shall be updated when i remember wat happened.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1993984913457020946-5738883594702779059?l=justholdontight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justholdontight.blogspot.com/feeds/5738883594702779059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1993984913457020946&amp;postID=5738883594702779059&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1993984913457020946/posts/default/5738883594702779059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1993984913457020946/posts/default/5738883594702779059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justholdontight.blogspot.com/2009/07/class-bbq.html' title='class bbq'/><author><name>vivien</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08943350588290513022</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1993984913457020946.post-6332592861688811065</id><published>2009-07-13T00:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-13T00:35:35.013+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lousy memory skills</title><content type='html'>OMG. i so cannot depend on my memory to save the world! it's super irritating. i remember mentioning yesterday night to my sis that i wanted to go popular to buy something. and so we went to popular on sunday afternoon, and i conveniently forgot what i wanted to buy. i spent the whole time in the shop thinking what the hell it was that i wanted to buy while my sister took her own sweet time to get her stuff. and still, i couldn't rmb. ARGH! only, when i got home... after i finished my tutorial and needed to staple my papers, then i realised.. and mind you, the time was 11pm at night. i wanted to buy a bloody stapler. my stapler is malfunctioning and it requires skill to use. skill that unfortunately, i do not possess. damn pathetic can... i cant even work my own staple when my sister can. wth!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh.. ok, i know the last thing the world needs now is me complaining about my complexion. but i dont care luh.. im still complaining. i got a breakout on my forehead! damn. im so not used to it lar.... i want my good old complexion back. pimples, faster faster go away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wanted to go eat cheese cubes tmr for lunch. and after sms-ing back and forth, turned out that the plan had to be cancelled. becox of urgent proj meeting. best lar...... lol. anw, theres always wednesday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was at eastpoint today, and they were preparing for the miss world preview. haha.. i have no idea why they choose eastpoint of all places. but anw, the contestants were super tall becox of the added height from their heels. their heels were worth a holy cow... they were damn high luh! of course they were platorm heals, otherwise the contestants would probably be tripping. haa. but nice shoes......&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1993984913457020946-6332592861688811065?l=justholdontight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justholdontight.blogspot.com/feeds/6332592861688811065/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1993984913457020946&amp;postID=6332592861688811065&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1993984913457020946/posts/default/6332592861688811065'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1993984913457020946/posts/default/6332592861688811065'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justholdontight.blogspot.com/2009/07/lousy-memory-skills.html' title='lousy memory skills'/><author><name>vivien</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08943350588290513022</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1993984913457020946.post-165843150807745033</id><published>2009-07-07T23:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T00:32:13.429+08:00</updated><title type='text'>blurness has overtaken</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;monday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched ice age 3 with the family. haha.. it was nicer than expected, suprisingly. new movie taglines to kope. i think the most kopable one is "that's you in three weeks". hahaha. u can use it on almost anyone. i was saying to my sis.. thats u in three weeks while pointing at my bro. kay lar. LAME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohohoh.. DTF-ed! its another one of those super nice food places. well, i should highlight the point that the price also very nice la.. haha. but well, my mum is the one paying. so i can eat without worries. i can be very ignorant of the price when i want to (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;tuesday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to try this restaurant-coffeshop (it has nicer tables and chairs plus air conditioning) place near my sister's school for dinner. not bad! and my appitite was quite big you know. i ate 1 bowl of plain rice with venisen (supposedly deer meat, but its actually beef la!). and 1 youtiao thing with some prawn stuffing inside. and before that, i ate 1 ham sandwich and 1 egg asndwich, and one ondeh ondeh. alot right?? haa. at least i think its alot. i couldnt stuff anything more down my throat. if i did, i think i'd puke.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.. and i was being damn blur, ahem.. i know its not very unusual that im blur la. so no big suprise. okay.. so here's what happened. for some reason, the toilet must cross the road to the opposite coffeeshop. so since no one wanted to go to the toilet, i dragged my brother along to accompany me. doesnt sound very right.. but well.. dont think wrong! i think he secretly needed to use the toilet anyway lar! so... the toilet is the one cubicle kind. in order to check if the toilet was occupied, must try to open the door right? so thats what i did. and the door couldn't open. and my bro tried to open the door of the guys toilet also.. and even knocked. and some feller inside knocked back to acknowledge his presence. so.... after awhile the guy came out and my brother could use the toilet. and there i was waiting for the person inside the girl's toilet to hurry up so that i could empty my bladder. even after my brother came out, i was still WAITING. you know.. i was super pek chek lar &lt;span style="color: rgb(204, 204, 204);"&gt;(then i looked at the watch, it was 7pm. and i realised that i have been wanting to pee since 4pm)&lt;/span&gt;! and then my brother asked me, u sure got anyone inside?? so i was like ya... and even tried to open the door again, and didnt succeed. so my brother tried opening the door, and chang chang chang. the door was open. like, super wth lar.... you see.. i can be this blur.... and duh, i got suaned by my brother and sister cuz my brother was being such a big mouth. LOL. damn dumb lar! hahahahhahaha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1993984913457020946-165843150807745033?l=justholdontight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justholdontight.blogspot.com/feeds/165843150807745033/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1993984913457020946&amp;postID=165843150807745033&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1993984913457020946/posts/default/165843150807745033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1993984913457020946/posts/default/165843150807745033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justholdontight.blogspot.com/2009/07/blurness-has-overtaken.html' title='blurness has overtaken'/><author><name>vivien</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08943350588290513022</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1993984913457020946.post-7163856053264038894</id><published>2009-07-05T01:15:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T01:15:34.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fish for dinner</title><content type='html'>i ate fish for dinner. amazing much, considering the fact that i hate fish. ate at han's. or wait.. is it hanis? lol.. i have no idea. but the grilled dory fish there is super nice lar. everyone should try. the fact that even a person like me, who gags at the sight of fish, is convinced to eat their grilled fish, it means something big okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously, i dont even take those high class restaurant steam fish.. even though the sauce smells damn nice. ok... here are the reasons that contribute to the fact as to why i hate fish so much: (1) i am terrified of swallowing the fish bone by accident [yes, i know.. go on.. roll ur eyes at me. imma pampered kid. can't be helped] (2) since young, i've been eating fish that my grandmother cooks, and theres always this damn disgusting taste which makes me wanna puke. you know.. theres this like jelly jelly part of the fish which tastes gross? i always somehow kanna that part everytime i eat fish. suay lar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, so my point is that the only fish i will eat is those without bones plus, those that dont have the jelly. which is quite impossible to find. so i might as well not take the risk. yalar.. im very fussy. thats why im so skinny. see... thats the secret.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg.. dinner today was hilarious. me and my bro were practically playing with food.. haha.. i love eating with my family man... stupid things happen. my elbow accidentally went into my sister's drink, and so i traded mine with her. and then i poured my juice into my brother's cup. and we were like pouring the drink back and forth through the cups. haha.. cut the long story short, we messed up the table quite abit. sounds rather gross and messy, but it was super duper fun. omg.. i thank god for such great siblings.. even though sometimes they can be such asses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bro: ehh.. aaa(sensored name) crazy one you know.. just because bbb(another sensored name) interrupt aaa while he talking to teacher, aaa start to bang his head on the white board. and walao.. can hear la.. pong pong pong. super loud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: haha.. at least you konw his head not hollow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and my bro laughed in a very contagious manner that made me spit my drink out. lol.. totally no table manners at all lah! etiquette = 0. haa.. im super unglam and chor lor when i eat with my family. haha.. am lovin it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cant believe i was dosing off during church service.. tsk tsk. so bad. but couldn't help it. it was super sleep enticing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1993984913457020946-7163856053264038894?l=justholdontight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justholdontight.blogspot.com/feeds/7163856053264038894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1993984913457020946&amp;postID=7163856053264038894&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1993984913457020946/posts/default/7163856053264038894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1993984913457020946/posts/default/7163856053264038894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justholdontight.blogspot.com/2009/07/fish-for-dinner.html' title='fish for dinner'/><author><name>vivien</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08943350588290513022</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1993984913457020946.post-2096515091103529508</id><published>2009-07-01T15:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-01T15:53:00.321+08:00</updated><title type='text'>things like these make my day</title><content type='html'>oh man.. i opened the window and particles of stuff started flying in. disgusting stuff. i think its a squashed insect. yeah. gross. the thing practically dried up and now all the flakes of the insect are flying onto my table.. damn disgusting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.. ohoh.. i got some good advice. do not ever feed a 10 dollar note to a vending machine. it's not cuz u wont get back your money. its just that the stupid machine will return you your change in terms of 50cent coins. how would i know such a thng? cuz thats what happened to me yesterday! i put in 10 dollars, and received 8 dollars worth of 50cent coins. stupid right? not only did it make my wallet so heavy for nothing, it made me feel so poor with so few notes left. and on top of that, i cant even get hold of a trolley from ntuc with 50 cent coins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the new trend at home is the "in my world..." thing. u know the "in my world" advertisement?? the one where this boy said, "in my world, there will be giant dinosaurs to blahblah dont know wat" ?? yar.. that advertisement! my sister will be like, in my world, my brother doesn't exist. and then my brother would say the same thing. and then we would come up with all sorts of stupid nonsense. haha! damn fun and childish luh... you should try that at home with siblings. if you got no siblings, then too bad. HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the facc paper is the best so far out of all the 3. this is one of the few times where i come out of the room after the accounting paper, not cursing abt this and that not being able to balance! so YAY. one more paper left.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1993984913457020946-2096515091103529508?l=justholdontight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justholdontight.blogspot.com/feeds/2096515091103529508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1993984913457020946&amp;postID=2096515091103529508&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1993984913457020946/posts/default/2096515091103529508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1993984913457020946/posts/default/2096515091103529508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justholdontight.blogspot.com/2009/07/things-like-these-make-my-day.html' title='things like these make my day'/><author><name>vivien</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08943350588290513022</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1993984913457020946.post-8861309779113858805</id><published>2009-06-30T18:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-30T21:03:25.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BJ's plus FF.</title><content type='html'>for the first time in my life, i wrote about Ben &amp;amp; Jerry's free cone day in my FF exam paper. i never ever dreamt of ever getting to write about that luh! haha.. see... this so proves that miracles can happen. and im so glad that i even remembered that example. otherwise, my 10 marks can really fly away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TWO papers down. two of the more difficult papers, thankfully. as of now, im left with the accounting base modules, and i suppose that's a good thing? YEP, it is. provided, that i &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;don't press my calculator wrongly&lt;/span&gt;, and key in the right numbers. i have this very bad problem, where almost every time i calculate the total to double check, both times a different set of numbers appear on the calculator screen. so i end up super confused with 2 sets of numbers to choose from, and quite afraid to tally the total again in case i get another set of numbers. good grief. i need to be more careful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;studied facc with eunice at T15 study area. the wind was blowing at our papers and messing up our hair, and not to mention the noise.. but because we focussed so hard, we weren't affected. HAHAHA. we managed to finish 2 qtns, then started to get sleepy. so that was the end of studying at T15.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im off to practice more facc. i seriously hope my eyes wont fail me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1993984913457020946-8861309779113858805?l=justholdontight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justholdontight.blogspot.com/feeds/8861309779113858805/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1993984913457020946&amp;postID=8861309779113858805&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1993984913457020946/posts/default/8861309779113858805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1993984913457020946/posts/default/8861309779113858805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justholdontight.blogspot.com/2009/06/bjs-plus-ff.html' title='BJ&apos;s plus FF.'/><author><name>vivien</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08943350588290513022</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1993984913457020946.post-7880748767124130872</id><published>2009-06-26T02:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T02:45:17.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tigger pillow</title><content type='html'>i wanna buy the tigger pillow from the disney shop!! oh man.. i've been sitting on my chair for so long my butt hurts. the stupid chair is made of teak, and it is so freaking hard. so uncomfortable lor... haa. my complaining makes no sense lar, i know. i've been sitting on this chair since forever, and its only now that im complaining about how hard the chair is. well, i know im creating excuses to make myself feel better for wanting to spend on a pillow. lols. i will get the pillow some time soon. this weekend i hope!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;these holidays i finally picked up my neglected guitar which was lying in the sad corner of the room. im learning to play "crazier" by taylor swift. haha.. it's damn fun lar. and cuz i just started out learning, my fingers are super pain from pressing the strings. i actually quite like that pain-ish feeling. its the same as how i like to apply medicinal alcohol on my wound cuz of the stinging sensation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eunice and man came over to study. i think we ended up talking alot. abt super random stuff, like how dumb birds are.. and man said i sounded like idiot. TSK... wheeerrre goooooot laaaaaa! i think it wasn't idiotic qtns that i was asking. i was just being innocent okay.... HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its amazing how i dont feel sleepy at this hour, but every almost every hour of the day i feel like sleeping. my internal clock is screwed up, big time. gotta get it back soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1993984913457020946-7880748767124130872?l=justholdontight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justholdontight.blogspot.com/feeds/7880748767124130872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1993984913457020946&amp;postID=7880748767124130872&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1993984913457020946/posts/default/7880748767124130872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1993984913457020946/posts/default/7880748767124130872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justholdontight.blogspot.com/2009/06/tigger-pillow.html' title='tigger pillow'/><author><name>vivien</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08943350588290513022</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1993984913457020946.post-4054519926754263699</id><published>2009-06-24T20:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T20:49:36.935+08:00</updated><title type='text'>doppleganger</title><content type='html'>lately, i've been walking home from simei mrt station. haha. i save the earth by boycotting the use of bus. heee.. no lar. i just think waiting for the bus is a waste of time, so i might as well walk. anyway, i'll get my exercise and save money on bus fare. see, so resourcedul. i kill two birds with one stone (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;less than a week left to the first mst paper. why do the first two papers require so much memory work to score? i have a major problem remembering things within a short time span. hais.. when will i ever grow out of this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i saw a doppleganger along the road! or rather, someone who had the same mannerisms and image as my father. my mum, sister and brother also spotted it. so its obvious that i wasn't imagining things. lol. freaky. but that person or thing we saw along the road wasn't my father. in fact, my dad was at home. okay, this may sound unconvincing and confusing at the same time. so i guess i shan't explain lar. haha.. those who have read TSGS on dopplegangers should know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1993984913457020946-4054519926754263699?l=justholdontight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justholdontight.blogspot.com/feeds/4054519926754263699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1993984913457020946&amp;postID=4054519926754263699&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1993984913457020946/posts/default/4054519926754263699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1993984913457020946/posts/default/4054519926754263699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justholdontight.blogspot.com/2009/06/doppleganger.html' title='doppleganger'/><author><name>vivien</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08943350588290513022</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1993984913457020946.post-5196622934009644023</id><published>2009-06-21T22:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-21T22:05:10.119+08:00</updated><title type='text'>get rid of eyebags</title><content type='html'>im such a pig. i practically did three things today. eat sleep watch tv. and for the first time in a long long time, i actually napped in the afternoon. for 4 hours some more... and for nuts, i dont take naps at all. even as a kid. i remember hating the nap-after-lunch-time thing when i used to go to my grandma's house after kindergarten class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cut my hair yesterday. not by alot lar.. just trimmed the dead and split ends. so i guess its pretty much the same. not much changes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohoh.. from now on, i shall cultivate good sleeping habbits. i will go to sleep before 12 midnight. abit impossible luh.. but nonetheless, i shall try.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1993984913457020946-5196622934009644023?l=justholdontight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justholdontight.blogspot.com/feeds/5196622934009644023/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1993984913457020946&amp;postID=5196622934009644023&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1993984913457020946/posts/default/5196622934009644023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1993984913457020946/posts/default/5196622934009644023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justholdontight.blogspot.com/2009/06/get-rid-of-eyebags.html' title='get rid of eyebags'/><author><name>vivien</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08943350588290513022</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1993984913457020946.post-6481212310117028882</id><published>2009-06-19T22:55:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-20T14:48:13.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fantabulous week.</title><content type='html'>omg.. HAHAHA.. i can't believe i just "sherbet-lemon-ed" my ahma. hahahaha.. super childish. then after that, she literally called me siao zabor. lols. now you must be wondering what the heck is sherbet lemon-ing. haha.. u know in harry potter (forgot which movie), there was this time where macgonagal (dunno how to spell) went sherbet lemon as the password to dumbledore's room so that harry could go in?? yeahh.. and she did the hand action thingie as she said sherbert lemon?? remember remember???? &lt;i&gt;THAT&lt;/i&gt;, is sherbet lemon. AIYA.. neh mind lar.. i don't think anyone is getting what im trying to describe. to cut it short, its just flinking water luh. haha. that was what we three siblings "invented" ages ago when the movie first came out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;holey moley.. i cant believe that &lt;b&gt;hoedown throwdown&lt;/b&gt; is no. 2 on the 98.7 billboard this week. haha.. i know, that was super random, but i can't contain my amusement. and in case you're wondering, its the cool song from the hannah montana movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;FRIDAY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to bedok library with ethel and rachel today. the plan was to study.. but wasn't very productive. rachel had to leave early to meet her CYA peeps, so it was ethel and me for the afternoon. i swear we were acting like idiots half the time.. suanning each other every few seconds.. being super childish. hmmm.. the good times (= . and the goon used my phone to send her own phone a message. these were the contents: "Hello MY NAME IS VIVIEN HI. NICE TO MEET YOU". super boliao right?? lols.. and even better. after that, she started scolding me for being rude for typing in caps. that eccentric girl. best luh.. win already lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THURSDAY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;risked my life by going to the other side of the country. i feel so noble. you know, i could've gotten H1N1 if i wasn't careful. hahaa.. anyways, went over to eunice's house. first time i heard of chinese rojak. hahaha.. and she was like, don't let my mum hear that. okay laaaaaa... i live in a cave. happy? haaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WEDNESDAY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched ghost of girlfriend's past with nick. nice show!! i still wish to see ghosts. and i mean the friendly ones, like maybe casper or something? or at least nice ghosts lar. not the blood-thirsty-all-for-revenge kinda ghost.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;(MON + TUES) DAY.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;&lt; looks so mathsy fatsy. haha.&lt;br /&gt;went to macafe at downtown east with man. no kidding. for both days. i can't believe we actually plastered our butts to the seats for that long. you wouldn't wanna know how long. its incredibly long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so that was my 2nd week of holidays. one week left, and its mst week. pfft.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1993984913457020946-6481212310117028882?l=justholdontight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justholdontight.blogspot.com/feeds/6481212310117028882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1993984913457020946&amp;postID=6481212310117028882&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1993984913457020946/posts/default/6481212310117028882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1993984913457020946/posts/default/6481212310117028882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justholdontight.blogspot.com/2009/06/fantabulous-week.html' title='fantabulous week.'/><author><name>vivien</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08943350588290513022</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1993984913457020946.post-8309404879106361101</id><published>2009-06-15T22:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T22:41:28.518+08:00</updated><title type='text'>apple ghost</title><content type='html'>OMG. i keep smelling this apple smell coming from the window. (it smells of the taste of apple juice.. specifically cyprina brand). and this isn't the first time already. either there is seriously something wrong with my nose, or else, i may be haunted by the apple ghost?! hahahaha.. well, if its really a ghost, i'd be glad to see it. anyways, the apple scent isnt off putting or what, i just find it weird that i smell it, while my sister doesn't, even though we're in the same room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;man.. im super tired. gonna slp early tonight, i hope.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1993984913457020946-8309404879106361101?l=justholdontight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justholdontight.blogspot.com/feeds/8309404879106361101/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1993984913457020946&amp;postID=8309404879106361101&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1993984913457020946/posts/default/8309404879106361101'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1993984913457020946/posts/default/8309404879106361101'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justholdontight.blogspot.com/2009/06/apple-ghost.html' title='apple ghost'/><author><name>vivien</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08943350588290513022</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1993984913457020946.post-5265195134244607169</id><published>2009-06-15T00:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T00:21:14.959+08:00</updated><title type='text'>stupid lizard</title><content type='html'>there's a lizard in my room. that thing just went under my bed!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why does everyone else seem so oblivious to that fact?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1993984913457020946-5265195134244607169?l=justholdontight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justholdontight.blogspot.com/feeds/5265195134244607169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1993984913457020946&amp;postID=5265195134244607169&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1993984913457020946/posts/default/5265195134244607169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1993984913457020946/posts/default/5265195134244607169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justholdontight.blogspot.com/2009/06/stupid-lizard.html' title='stupid lizard'/><author><name>vivien</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08943350588290513022</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1993984913457020946.post-4590300711034464068</id><published>2009-06-14T21:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-14T21:28:59.019+08:00</updated><title type='text'>shopping at tampines</title><content type='html'>my cousins came over for lunch, and i tried to teach them how to mahjong. haha. their attention span was super short. we only played 2 games, and then they wanted to play guitar hero. best luh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after lunch, it was shopping at tampines with my sister. the plan was to window shop and check out T1, but we ended up buying so many things. we tried a frolick smoothie, which was banana flavoured. slightly grossed out. i dont like banana. at all. to cut the long story short, heres a list of what we bought: pencil box, the coolest handphone holder ever, 4 tops, food, a pen, sandals. and i saw this super cool shop which had very nice designs of photo albums. hmm.. maybe when i save enough, i will go buy one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went over to pasir ris interchange to catch the bus home. and just because my sister wanted to buy sweet talk, we missed the bus. so suay luh. so while we were waiting for the bus for 21039853 minutes, we were so bored that we started singing five to the tune of barbie girl. HAHA. lame right. yeah, i know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but anyways, im happy cuz i bought new stuff (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1993984913457020946-4590300711034464068?l=justholdontight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justholdontight.blogspot.com/feeds/4590300711034464068/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1993984913457020946&amp;postID=4590300711034464068&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1993984913457020946/posts/default/4590300711034464068'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1993984913457020946/posts/default/4590300711034464068'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justholdontight.blogspot.com/2009/06/shopping-at-tampines.html' title='shopping at tampines'/><author><name>vivien</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08943350588290513022</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1993984913457020946.post-3751969329366150322</id><published>2009-06-12T23:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T23:10:52.071+08:00</updated><title type='text'>m lvl yay!</title><content type='html'>oh man.. the weather is so hot and humid. yaknow, its super pathetic. i was eating seaweed while watching tv a while ago, and the seaweed came in a packet which had silica gel inside it, meaning that the seaweed will not "lao-hong". okay, so at first, the seaweed was crispy and nice.. and then slowly slowly it started to become soft (its like when u add a bit of water to the seaweed). seee?! its the dumb weather's fault that i can't eat my seaweed in peace. TSK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today's financial literacy was rather slack. had permission to arrive at 10.15 at our pitstop.. so i got my extra hours of sleep. haha. the number of teams who came were super few, so didnt have much fun. anyway, i heard that the teachers got scolded for letting us come at 10.15am without asking the higher ups for permission. ooppsss! lols. feeling kinda guilty. and the teachers were so super nice to us. they helped us to "da-bao" the breakfast buffet food. so nice right? yup.. there were like 3 boxes of food. hmm.. hope to see miss adeline ooi next sem. she's so nice lar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yar.. and some sp lecturer thought i was a secondary school kid! lols. but why is it that im always asked to pay $1 for a bus trip instead of 55 cents?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw.. there was the M level game in the afternoon..... and super proud! cuz the pair that &lt;b&gt;ivy euu&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b&gt;viv&lt;/b&gt; facilitated won the overall champion for the profession of accountant! hahahahaha. and there was no fraud at all lar, please! lols (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1993984913457020946-3751969329366150322?l=justholdontight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justholdontight.blogspot.com/feeds/3751969329366150322/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1993984913457020946&amp;postID=3751969329366150322&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1993984913457020946/posts/default/3751969329366150322'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1993984913457020946/posts/default/3751969329366150322'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justholdontight.blogspot.com/2009/06/m-lvl-yay.html' title='m lvl yay!'/><author><name>vivien</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08943350588290513022</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1993984913457020946.post-2870627732291762515</id><published>2009-06-11T23:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-11T23:34:22.938+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HM the movie</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 312px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qMpb2vkWDEo/SjD6qTKCxyI/AAAAAAAAAwg/GJFUzLvCcz8/s320/Untitled-2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346048362292627234" width="100" border="4" height="139" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;TUESDAY:&lt;/span&gt; went to watch hannah montana: the movie with &lt;b&gt;eunice&lt;/b&gt; and &lt;b&gt;ivy&lt;/b&gt;. okay.. i just realised that the movie ticket pretty much said it all. dang. haha.. it was nice, but i wasn't expecting this kind of ending. anyhow, the songs were nice, and overall it was quite good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then went to toys r us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qMpb2vkWDEo/SjDt7aiXvZI/AAAAAAAAAwI/LRgZ7tHnFwE/s320/P1030711.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346034362680327570" width="100" border="4" height="139" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tigger!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qMpb2vkWDEo/SjDt73qrCdI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/xPb6r2D81XM/s320/P1030714.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346034370499774930" width="100" border="4" height="139" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;being retards.. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;WEDNESAY:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to holland V for lunch, and cold rock for dessert before going to sch for financial literacy. played taboo! haha. i will buy that game some day. financial literacy was boriiiiing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;THURSDAY:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there was some serious miscommunication on the train to school. haha.. feel like a joker. anw, they made us come to school at 8.30am, then made us sit around till about 11.10am. best lar. wasted 2 hours of slping time yaknow... then the amazing race started, and ppl started flooding our station. haha.. that part was where the fun began. before that i was so dead. anw, had fun helping the secondary sch ppl! oh, and free food was actually quite nice, especially the rice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went over to my grandma's house to cut cake, since today was her actual birthday. mango cake was good! haha.. they never fail to buy mango cake for her birthday. saw my cousin, and his voice sounded like a duck! just like mine when i lost my voice after camp. HAHA. apparently the same thing happened to him. he went for camp, shout shout shout, and lost his voice after that. lols. my empathies. hahaha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1993984913457020946-2870627732291762515?l=justholdontight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justholdontight.blogspot.com/feeds/2870627732291762515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1993984913457020946&amp;postID=2870627732291762515&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1993984913457020946/posts/default/2870627732291762515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1993984913457020946/posts/default/2870627732291762515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justholdontight.blogspot.com/2009/06/hm-movie.html' title='HM the movie'/><author><name>vivien</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08943350588290513022</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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qMpb2vkWDEo/SjD6qTKCxyI/AAAAAAAAAwg/GJFUzLvCcz8/s72-c/Untitled-2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1993984913457020946.post-2567063682331720203</id><published>2009-06-07T20:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-07T20:56:17.665+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy birthdy grandma</title><content type='html'>celebrated my grandmother's 80th at some country club yesterday evening. okay, blame my ignorance for not knowing the name of the place, but its the one with the full view of the padang as its back drop. yeah. the one at cityhall. a total of 6 tables full of relatives and my grandmother's friends. though this year there were more people celebrating than last year, i seriously think that last year's one was way better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last year's celebration, though simpler, was less awkward.. and more fun. so.. the people at my table were my sister, brother, two close cousins and two un-close cousins plus 3 oldies whom i shall assume had no place to sit. okay.. obviously we had no common topic to talk abt with the oldies, plus the language barrier. so that was like awkward enough. then the two unclose cousins seemed rather grouchy to me, so i didnt plan to socialise much. so my entire evening was spent talking to 4 people, which was to me, kinda pathetic. i didnt even get to talk to my grandmother properly. i only remember wishing her happy birthday, and then going off to be seated. tsktsktsk. i was just reading the post on my grandmother's birthday last year. comparing this to last year, i think its only like a 6/10 lar. oh wells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i made a sudden decision to learn the guitar. and so.. i've been pressing the strings until my fingers are super pain now! everytime i poke my finger, its like internal bleeding. my mummy says that in time to come, hard skin will grow over, and it wont be so pain anymore. i'll be awaiting that day man.. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh.. that day, i lost my ezlink card again. i knew it was in the house some where, and nearly flipped the whole house upside down trying to find my card. in the end i found it. all along, it was on my table.. under some paper. dammit. why am i so blur? 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lols. the timetable has spoiled me. i find waking up at 8am a torture. i dont know how i managed to wake at 6am before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, three weeks of holidays are super short, and im terrified of mst week which is just after the break :/ i wonder howw mannnn..... i so need to study. i have come to the realisation that my first week of holidays are kinda filled with activities. cant wait for tues!! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ogay, i shall tell the story of my ezlink card since i forgot to. haha. well.. i remember after lunch which after cost lesson on tuesday. i suddenly realised that my ezlink card wasnt where it was supposed to be.. my pocket (honestly, at first i wasnt really worried cuz i tend to put my things in different places). so i searched high and low in my bag.. and nope, it wasn't there. ivy checked a second time to make sure that i wasn't being cock eye.. and it still wasn't there. ok.. that was when i started to panic. (oh.. was it that time that ivy started to nag about me putting my ezlink card in my pocket and that it should be in my wallet? lols. i cant rmb the timing, but she did in fact, nag) so.. i decided to report to sb office that i lost my ezlink card. so the four of us happily got up and made our way. on the way there, i think i jumped (i dont know why), and an ezlink card dropped.. so i picked it up, and it was mine! amazing.. i think it got stuck in my clothes somewhere lar. haha.. damn lucky we didnt report it yet. otherwise it would be kinda malu. hahaha.. anw, the moral of the story is to jump before u go report anywhere. dangin false alarm.. trying to cheat my feelings. and SO, for that day, i put my ezlink card in my wallet. the day after that, it was back to being in my pocket. haaaa.. i dont think i'll ever learn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1993984913457020946-7745325373295767618?l=justholdontight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justholdontight.blogspot.com/feeds/7745325373295767618/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1993984913457020946&amp;postID=7745325373295767618&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1993984913457020946/posts/default/7745325373295767618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1993984913457020946/posts/default/7745325373295767618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justholdontight.blogspot.com/2009/06/missing-ezlink.html' title='missing ezlink'/><author><name>vivien</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08943350588290513022</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1993984913457020946.post-8991959700847205511</id><published>2009-06-04T22:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T00:15:52.974+08:00</updated><title type='text'>childish day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qMpb2vkWDEo/SifzBhtTz-I/AAAAAAAAAvA/CE_3BrwHy5E/s1600-h/toilet+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 260px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qMpb2vkWDEo/SifzBhtTz-I/AAAAAAAAAvA/CE_3BrwHy5E/s320/toilet+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5343506690452213730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;school can never get better with these 3! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was super duper &lt;b&gt;childish&lt;/b&gt; today. haha.. im lovin' it! the new toilet is like our new favourite hang out. LOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1993984913457020946-8991959700847205511?l=justholdontight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justholdontight.blogspot.com/feeds/8991959700847205511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1993984913457020946&amp;postID=8991959700847205511&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1993984913457020946/posts/default/8991959700847205511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1993984913457020946/posts/default/8991959700847205511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justholdontight.blogspot.com/2009/06/childish-day.html' title='childish day'/><author><name>vivien</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08943350588290513022</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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qMpb2vkWDEo/SifzBhtTz-I/AAAAAAAAAvA/CE_3BrwHy5E/s72-c/toilet+2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1993984913457020946.post-573382586205138890</id><published>2009-06-02T20:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-02T20:12:18.841+08:00</updated><title type='text'>when men in formal suits walk around</title><content type='html'>i feel so out of place without my watch. the old one broke yesterday. i dont know how.. must be too old lar, thats why. anyway, my mummy bought me a replacement watch today. yay! its exactly the same design, same colour (= great. means i dont need any adapting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh.. went to the new toilet at T22! omg.. its super big, and nice, has everything a dream toilet has. it even has a fan, and tons of mirrors to camwhore. anw.. its in the position the guys toilet used to be. my god, why the hell does the previous guy's toilet need so much space... they made a very good decision in putting the girl's toilet where it is now. haha.. it makes me feel like going to the toilet is something im looking forward to. sounds abit wrong, but yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gem test was kinda easy.. surprisingly. haha.. so 50% down. the other 50% is some trading game. so means now dont have to pay attention anymore. just go there and play computer games for 2 hours every friday. lol. good life man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there's one thing that i need to justify myself for. today during lecture, dunno what we were talking about.. and&lt;br /&gt;alex: you know what is the animal with the horn?&lt;br /&gt;kim &amp;amp; vivien: unicorn.&lt;br /&gt;man: what unicorn? rhinocerous lar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then man went on about how retarded we are for answering "unicorn" when alex said about an animal from africa. and this is where i need to justify myself! i didnt hear him say from AFRICA. if i did, i wouldn't even answer unicorn cuz obviously i know that a unicorn can't be found in africa. TSK! im not that dumb okay. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh.. decided not to go to malaysia. hope that euu, ivy and kim can stayover and study. free lodging provided! haha..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1993984913457020946-573382586205138890?l=justholdontight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justholdontight.blogspot.com/feeds/573382586205138890/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1993984913457020946&amp;postID=573382586205138890&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1993984913457020946/posts/default/573382586205138890'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1993984913457020946/posts/default/573382586205138890'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justholdontight.blogspot.com/2009/06/when-men-in-formal-suits-walk-around.html' title='when men in formal suits walk around'/><author><name>vivien</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08943350588290513022</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1993984913457020946.post-2330011055320676812</id><published>2009-05-31T23:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T00:22:51.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'>freaky roaches</title><content type='html'>okay, im definitely not supposed to be blogging now cuz i got tons of unfinished tutorials, but heck lar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;caught NIGHT AT THE MUSEUM 2 on saturday night with my cousins! it was good. i think it was nicer than the first one. more comical, and the story line is cool too. (= i wouldn't mind watching it a second time. ps, the monkeys were cute. haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went shopping with mum and aud on sunday. i bought a new bag. lets hope that the strap does not give way, or i will so hit the roof. bought a new cardigan, and a few tops. haa.. and the best part was that my mum paid! i think we seriously spent alot.. my mum was like a walking credit card. haha.. so nice of her to shop with us and pay for us too! so super greatful. i make sure next time when i grow up, i will shop and pay for my mum as well. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tutorials for this week are crazy. im referring to facc and cost tutorials. i havent looked at the other modules' tutorials yet, but im sure they are equally demanding. i spent my saturday afternoon doing cost question 1, excluding the balance sheet. oh man.. im so screwed this week. so many undone tutorials. tsk tsk.. why vivien why. why act like its already the start of the holidays. i should not keep up this behaviour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i swear to work hard during the 3 week june holidays. and im still contemplating if i should go to malaysia with my family or not. hais.. i dont know. somebody please tell me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohohoh! i got a super horrible encounter with a cockroach. i got out of the house, and entered the lift after my sister. and suddenly i felt this thing crawling from inside my shoe, and first thought was it was a lizard. obviously i screamed lar.. and i saw a freaking cockroach crawl out. but thank god it didn't crawl up my leg. otherwise, i also dont know wat. omg.. i was traumatised for a while. firstly, wth was that dumb cockroach doing in my shoe? secondly, shouldnt it be sqaushed since it was under my foot? if you think that ghosts and spirits are scary, think again! lizards and cockroaches are even more scary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i have one of the worst lizard encounters. haha.. i shall share. i remember i was in primary school, and i was in the morning session. so after wearing my school shoes, i was about to walk down the staircase, and i spotted this lizard on the ceiling which was directly above the staircase. so obviously to avoid the lizard, when i walked to that part of the staircase that the lizard was directly above, i jumped. and just nice.. the lizard jumped on my head at the same time. wth lar! i know. gross to the max right!! that is why i am scared of lizards.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1993984913457020946-2330011055320676812?l=justholdontight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justholdontight.blogspot.com/feeds/2330011055320676812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1993984913457020946&amp;postID=2330011055320676812&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1993984913457020946/posts/default/2330011055320676812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1993984913457020946/posts/default/2330011055320676812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justholdontight.blogspot.com/2009/05/freaky-roaches.html' title='freaky roaches'/><author><name>vivien</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08943350588290513022</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1993984913457020946.post-5147160364770444111</id><published>2009-05-29T18:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T18:45:42.461+08:00</updated><title type='text'>gluttonous me</title><content type='html'>the stupid ants are attacking my room again. dammit. what's so nice about my room? its not a sugar-coated-ginger-bread-house-with-a-cherry-on-top u know... okay. fine... i admit that i do eat in my room. but so what. i don't drop my food all over the place so that it leaves an ant trail. its the same argument with the toilet. there was one time where there were tons of ants in the toilet for some reason. and for sure, no one ate in the toilet. unless.. my bro has been secretly eating, but the chances of that happening are close to zero. TSK. stupid ants... good riddance!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i ate a hell lot for lunch. 2 bowls of noodles (both jia mian), and one big cup of grass jelly. after that, i couldn't stand up straight cuz i was too full... retribution for over eating. lol. then went for gem class at t14, and i got out of the lift at the wrong level! haha.. joker lar. and this is not the first time. tsk.. im super blur i tell u. when the lift door closed, i felt a tinge of hopelessness. and then it opened again! hahahahaha. thanks to whoever opened the door for me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the weekend is here again =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1993984913457020946-5147160364770444111?l=justholdontight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justholdontight.blogspot.com/feeds/5147160364770444111/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1993984913457020946&amp;postID=5147160364770444111&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1993984913457020946/posts/default/5147160364770444111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1993984913457020946/posts/default/5147160364770444111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justholdontight.blogspot.com/2009/05/gluttonous-me.html' title='gluttonous me'/><author><name>vivien</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08943350588290513022</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1993984913457020946.post-425702540634764779</id><published>2009-05-28T20:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-28T20:07:18.721+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dying phone</title><content type='html'>my god, i think my phone is dying soon. the buttons are on the verge of popping out any time due to the countless times i've dropped it. (thankfully its still functioning as a phone. thats whats important!) from now onwards, i swear to take good care of my phone. dropping it shall now be a super big deal. oh man... i can literally see the buttons coming out if i pull it a bit. tsk tsk tsk. im the lousiest phone carer around. anyone who wants their phone destroyed can come find me! i provide services free of charge. LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH. and the catch in my phone broke. so now, i can no longer hang my strap. hais. sad. i need to wait 1 year plus before i change phone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got back cost CA1. not bad lar. at least better results than i expected (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now, left with gems test.&lt;br /&gt;weightage -50%.&lt;br /&gt;just gonna read up, and hope to pass. not expecting much.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1993984913457020946-425702540634764779?l=justholdontight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justholdontight.blogspot.com/feeds/425702540634764779/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1993984913457020946&amp;postID=425702540634764779&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1993984913457020946/posts/default/425702540634764779'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1993984913457020946/posts/default/425702540634764779'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justholdontight.blogspot.com/2009/05/dying-phone.html' title='dying phone'/><author><name>vivien</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08943350588290513022</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1993984913457020946.post-7061023402167728977</id><published>2009-05-27T21:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T21:36:57.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'>crazy me</title><content type='html'>i think i've been super joker lately. yesterday, me and &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;kim&lt;/span&gt; went in search for an empty room to relax in before ff tutorial since fc6 was so noisy. so, we decided to check if the tutorial room at t22 was empty. tough luck.. obviously it wasn't. so we decided to see if the study areas were not so crowded, and hopped to t21 to check out. so we were at t21, and  from the 5th floor we could see that there was no space at all. so i suddenly had this crazy idea to open the classroom doors to see if it was empty. if there was lesson going on, then we planned to say "sorry! wrong class." haha.. it was seriously a random statement i made, and kim really did open the door of one of the classrooms lar. lol. i was kinda shocked lar. haha.. but the funny thing was that the first door we tried to open, we actually hit jackpot! it was freaking empty, and the aircon was on. super lucky. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh.. and&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; ivy&lt;/span&gt; helped me to put noodles on my spoon! thanks ah! if not i cant eat in peace alr. lol.. for the love of god, i got no skill in using chopsticks. the stupid noodles just keep falling back into the soup. sometimes i wonder if i really have no skill, or its the noodles that dont like me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then then.. i ordered the coolest thing ever. okay, to some it may not be cool lar. but i've been wanting to order this for a super long time, but didn't really have the courage to see the shop owner's expression. i went to the yong tau hu stall and ordered "huang mian jia mian" and gave an empty bowl to the uncle! omg.. and he charged me 70 cents only. its a super good price man. i think i shall order that more often in the future. its even cheaper that ham and egg selling at $1.30. haha. new budget stall. next time i shall order wanton noodles dont want wanton. see the uncle's reaction.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okok. here's a schedule of my expenses for today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cheese sausage ...................................... $1&lt;br /&gt;3 seaweed chicken ................................ $1&lt;br /&gt;yong tau hu (lunch) .............................. $1.85&lt;br /&gt;yong tau hu noodles (&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;snack&lt;/span&gt;) .............. $0.70&lt;br /&gt;2 subway cookies .................................. $2&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;total.......................................................... $5.55&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not bad right.. spent less than $6, and i still got to eat so much. haha. nowadays, i feel like a bottomless pit. i can go on eating... if i can afford it. haa.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1993984913457020946-7061023402167728977?l=justholdontight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justholdontight.blogspot.com/feeds/7061023402167728977/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1993984913457020946&amp;postID=7061023402167728977&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1993984913457020946/posts/default/7061023402167728977'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1993984913457020946/posts/default/7061023402167728977'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justholdontight.blogspot.com/2009/05/crazy-me.html' title='crazy me'/><author><name>vivien</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08943350588290513022</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1993984913457020946.post-6077604475747266556</id><published>2009-05-25T21:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T21:06:41.214+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cheesecakeee</title><content type='html'>i screwed up my facc. hais. i never thought i would see theory qtns as my last hope. walao. damn pathetic lar. i just hope this is one of the times where i felt like i screwed up, but in actual fact i didnt. lol. abit unrealistic, but part of me still HOPES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yay. today i got a ride home frm my mummy cuz she happened to be at the simei ntuc looking for the cheese cake ingredients. i love meeting my mummy after school. cuz it means free food. i ate sushi frm the ntuc, half a waffle, and 1 cup of bubble tea. haha.. i love food. it made me forget abt my horrible facc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so now, my mummy is making oreo cheesecake! woots. means i get to eat more. and as a bonus, i still stay skinny. cool man. haha! be jealous, ppl.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1993984913457020946-6077604475747266556?l=justholdontight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justholdontight.blogspot.com/feeds/6077604475747266556/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1993984913457020946&amp;postID=6077604475747266556&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1993984913457020946/posts/default/6077604475747266556'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1993984913457020946/posts/default/6077604475747266556'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justholdontight.blogspot.com/2009/05/cheesecakeee.html' title='cheesecakeee'/><author><name>vivien</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08943350588290513022</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1993984913457020946.post-8580636239093779473</id><published>2009-05-24T15:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T15:59:44.758+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nth better to do</title><content type='html'>lol.. i feel super boliao. wait till u see my reasoning. i got a sudden urge to blog because i can use my new keyboard as i blog. haha.. told you its super boliao. anw, i spent 30 dollars from my own savings to buy a new keyboard. tsk tsk.. so spendrift, i know. it wasn't something which i desparately needed, but i just couldn't stand the sight of the old one. no. actually, more like i didnt like the way the keys popped out from the keyboard. haha.. u must be rolling ur eyes for that lame reason, but its true. the keys were just not to my liking lar. the new keyboard i got is white, and has skinny keys, and also comes with a free protector! vivien is loving it. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh, and i got a new mouse as well since the old had a malfunctioning scrolling button. actually, it had a malfunctioning button super long ago, and best.. it spoiled a few days after purchase. so since i've been depriving myself of a scrolling button for about.. i dunno.. at least 5 months? i decided to get a new mouse since i was also at popular. i seriously hope this mouse will last me a long time. lols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went down to popular to get foolscap paper and a whole lot of stationary since they had 20% discount. i took the pop club book for next month's 20% discount, and i found the cold rock 1 for 1 waffle voucher! its been a long time since we last cold rocked... am missing it. cold rock soon please? and.. i got 2 1 for 1 waffle vouchers, and there will be more vouchers to be collected cuz i'll be able to kope from my father and sister's popclub books too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh gosh.. the stupid birds outside are so noisy. i need to study!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1993984913457020946-8580636239093779473?l=justholdontight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justholdontight.blogspot.com/feeds/8580636239093779473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1993984913457020946&amp;postID=8580636239093779473&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1993984913457020946/posts/default/8580636239093779473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1993984913457020946/posts/default/8580636239093779473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justholdontight.blogspot.com/2009/05/nth-better-to-do.html' title='nth better to do'/><author><name>vivien</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08943350588290513022</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1993984913457020946.post-43292617792768582</id><published>2009-05-23T16:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T16:57:17.304+08:00</updated><title type='text'>friggin denied</title><content type='html'>OMG OMG! its so super unfair. why am i not 18 yet? its just a few months difference. dammit. this is the first time im actually agitated over the fact that im not older than my actual age. argh! okay, i shall take the liberty to explain. HAIS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;theres this Ben and Jerry's contest which allows the winner to get a free year's supply of icecream. it also allows one winner from each country to go to the dominican republic to meet ben and jerry. and good lord, it requires the applicant's age to be 18. oh mann... why must i be seventeen? dammit dammit dammit! stupid thing. @#$^%#@! hais.... this is as good as bringing a kid to a candy store, and then not allowing her to buy anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hais. so sad lar. i created my flavour and all already, and got to the stage of the application form, but they didnt bloody let me submit it because i am now, currently not yet 18. stupidddddd! and dont ask me to lie abt my age. first, i believe in being honest. second, scully i really win, i will be totally denied of my prize, which makes everything more painful. hais. shit lar. not even a chance to be able to take part in the contest. DAMMIT! i feel like screaming till everyone goes deaf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyways, for those who are lucky enough to be 18 and above, u can try entering the contest. click &lt;a href="http://www.benjerry.com.sg/dotheworldaflavor/" target="_blank"&gt; here&lt;/a&gt;. lucky souls!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1993984913457020946-43292617792768582?l=justholdontight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justholdontight.blogspot.com/feeds/43292617792768582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1993984913457020946&amp;postID=43292617792768582&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1993984913457020946/posts/default/43292617792768582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1993984913457020946/posts/default/43292617792768582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justholdontight.blogspot.com/2009/05/friggin-denied.html' title='friggin denied'/><author><name>vivien</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08943350588290513022</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1993984913457020946.post-6798895367881556894</id><published>2009-05-23T13:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T13:29:57.644+08:00</updated><title type='text'>go study lar</title><content type='html'>at this time, i ought to be conscientiously doing my tutorials and studying for my facc, but here i am, blogging. tsk tsk tsk. hahaha. anws, i did some changes to my blogskin. now at the end of every post is a rainbow strip. haha.. dont you think rainbows make u elude some feeling of happiness? i dont know la, but i feel that way when i see the rainbow strip. haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i seem to be getting no where today. i started at 11am plus, and all i've written is the first qtn of FF tutorial. sad case luh. i so need to focus. 3 more tutorials to go.. including FF, BLAW and TAX.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cost yesterday was kinda dumb. i swear i stared at the first qtn for a good whole 3 mins before i could even figure what was going on in the first place. the dangin question was so out of the world. but anws, no use complaining lar. i just hope that facc won't be that bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gems lesson yest was kinda boring, as usual. and i dunno how we got to the topic of haunted places in sp. okay, that was the only interesting part of the entire lesson. and know what? the stories of how the red bridge was haunted by this girl who jumped off, and how her blood stains couldn't come out, and so they had to paint the bridge red... its all crap. the lecturer said nothing of that sort happened. and since he was a lecturer in SB, he said that if any of that sort happened, he would've known abt it. what the hell lar. haha. well, at least now i know. i wont go to the red bridge acting like an idiot, hoping to see something, when really, theres nothing there because nothing ever happened there. lols.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1993984913457020946-6798895367881556894?l=justholdontight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justholdontight.blogspot.com/feeds/6798895367881556894/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1993984913457020946&amp;postID=6798895367881556894&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1993984913457020946/posts/default/6798895367881556894'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1993984913457020946/posts/default/6798895367881556894'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justholdontight.blogspot.com/2009/05/go-study-lar.html' title='go study lar'/><author><name>vivien</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08943350588290513022</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1993984913457020946.post-7511375871682050866</id><published>2009-05-21T20:02:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T20:15:50.165+08:00</updated><title type='text'>random happenings.</title><content type='html'>i challenged ivy to an ice cream match. and i lost. what the hell! LOLS. i admit defeat for now. i will win u some day, ivy! hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was was on my way to dinner yest, and i saw two girls kiss on the lips. and best, outside macdonalds. of all places, they choose macs. it was super sudden lar. they were sitting at a table under some umbrella, and suddenly this girl stood up and bent over to kiss the other girl. first time i see this man. even though i've seen many lesbians before, i've never seen them making out in public.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my blaw lecturer called. one word. dumbstruck. i never expected a lecturer to ever call me on phone luh. and the best way to start a converstaion, is when an unknown number calls, and asks you who u are, and then, after that telling you that he's your lecturer. i think i was dumbfounded for a while. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CAs coming up. good luck to all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1993984913457020946-7511375871682050866?l=justholdontight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justholdontight.blogspot.com/feeds/7511375871682050866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1993984913457020946&amp;postID=7511375871682050866&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1993984913457020946/posts/default/7511375871682050866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1993984913457020946/posts/default/7511375871682050866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justholdontight.blogspot.com/2009/05/random-happenings.html' title='random happenings.'/><author><name>vivien</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08943350588290513022</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1993984913457020946.post-187142744498632796</id><published>2009-05-18T20:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T20:40:08.228+08:00</updated><title type='text'>duck voice</title><content type='html'>i woke up today, and my nice voice sounded super duckish. WHY?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no soar throat, no pain. no nothing. its just that my voice sounds like a freaking duck. its amazing how things work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know. it must be the camp cheers. but still, i don't regret going for camp (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qMpb2vkWDEo/ShFW7KySXvI/AAAAAAAAAuU/zLN1ijCvcHo/s1600-h/P1030654.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qMpb2vkWDEo/ShFW7KySXvI/AAAAAAAAAuU/zLN1ijCvcHo/s320/P1030654.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5337142607918292722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;act cute pose. hee! numbers 1 to 8!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1993984913457020946-187142744498632796?l=justholdontight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justholdontight.blogspot.com/feeds/187142744498632796/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1993984913457020946&amp;postID=187142744498632796&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1993984913457020946/posts/default/187142744498632796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1993984913457020946/posts/default/187142744498632796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justholdontight.blogspot.com/2009/05/duck-voice_18.html' title='duck voice'/><author><name>vivien</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08943350588290513022</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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qMpb2vkWDEo/ShFW7KySXvI/AAAAAAAAAuU/zLN1ijCvcHo/s72-c/P1030654.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1993984913457020946.post-7187308179544087189</id><published>2009-05-17T22:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T23:14:21.991+08:00</updated><title type='text'>camp rock</title><content type='html'>camp is over. hurr. oh man, so sad. i'll miss all the cheering especially. haha. thats one thing i cant do on my own. cheer to myself. cuz duh, it'll look crazy, and also cuz solitairy cheering is just different from cheering with a super huge group of enthu ppl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;eunice and i were the GLs for group SIX.. aka, "Oiiii"! whoooooooo. even though we got 6th position, it really doesnt matter. we all know that we did our best. and when it comes to cheering, i think we rock! okok. that sounded a bit cliche lar. haha. anyways, three cheers to Oiiii. so damn proud to be ur GL! so few ppl, and yet, the volume is so super huge. yay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;group 6 group 6 all the way.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;we like it here, we like it here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;we found ourselves a home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;a home, a home sweet home.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;all the rest can go fly kite!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;fly kite fly kite, all the rest can go fly kite! (x2)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 153, 0);"&gt;FLY KITE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. thats our grp cheer, which apparently terence and i made up during fop, intending to use it for the cheer war thing. but obviously it wasnt used. so during camp, we made full use of it. HAHA! so cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ogay, i shall talk abt camp activities. night walk! it was actually quite fun to scare the campers before they actually set out on the night walk. its like, when its their turn, we have to give them some briefing. and i would always tell them all those superstitious things like not covering the forehead, and not holding hands cuz the energy would be stronger, and not calling out their real names. lol. thinking back, there was so much more i could have said to scare them. but oh wells. its okay. i think i pretty much put them in the right mood to get scared. but the down side abt doing that is that i felt like a broken recorder, repeating the same bunch of lines to 19 groups! ha.. and yay! we got to walk the night walk, and i didnt see anything. quite sad lar. but but, one camper told me that he saw a ghost. haha.. i dont know whether to believe or not, but i shall give him the benefit of doubt as i have no reason not to believe him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohoh, i was kinda sad when i found out that my entire family got to go for a wedding dinner, while i was stuck at camp. hais! so sad.. and i swear, it was annoying to know that they got to eat such good food like sharks fin, and abalone. argh! i want to eat also. anw, the camp food was quite nice luh. at least the rice was nice. haha! oh.. second day, it was the indoor games. super demoralizing to lose every single challenge. and it wasnt fair cuz we had like 5 campers, while other grps had 9. tsk! but its alright. we kinda made up on day 3. we were progressing quite fast. 5 stations before lunch, and we managed to solve the cafourre thing super fast. shant talk abt the bella thing lar. other gls suanning me and eunice, saying that we went shopping. ok wait. i think i still wanna say. haha. some dumbo grp was chasing after us cuz we had bella, so we turned into the esplanade exit in city link. and then decided to walk to the bus stop at water boat house to take the bus to dhoby ghaut, then go back to school. yar. and obviously, everything was done on foot except for the bus ride from vch to dhoby ghaut stn. which in turn resulted in grp 6 turning up late in school. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay, i've realised that we were being idiotic running all over the place. i mean literally running. and now my leg muscles are super achy. smart ppl will be able to infer how often i go running around singapore. haas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah. i finished all my tutorials except for facc. omgood gracious, ive got facc tutorial tmr. hais. tired, but i shall live by the line "play hard, work hard". im so gonna miss cheering! oh, and ging gang goolie wasnt the best that could have happened. rather disappointing cuz by right, ging gang goolie should have been like 5 times louder than what we did. oh wells. perhaps another time. camp rocks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i did a super cool thing. eunice and i sneaked into mlt 8 during the photo taking session. and surprisingly, it was rather cool in there. and we some how got our hands on the mic, and it was on! cool right. lol.. and we did the sb cheer in mlt 8 with the mic. cool or what!! haha.. ok. i just find it very amusing. and one more thing. i came back from camp with so many injuries. my finger kenna the skin come out, i got 2 blue blacks on my knee for dunno what reason, and my toes got blisters from wearing the sandals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;picture uploading will be done another day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1993984913457020946-7187308179544087189?l=justholdontight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justholdontight.blogspot.com/feeds/7187308179544087189/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1993984913457020946&amp;postID=7187308179544087189&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1993984913457020946/posts/default/7187308179544087189'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1993984913457020946/posts/default/7187308179544087189'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justholdontight.blogspot.com/2009/05/camp-rock.html' title='camp rock'/><author><name>vivien</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08943350588290513022</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1993984913457020946.post-1645730402513276327</id><published>2009-05-11T20:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T20:32:27.727+08:00</updated><title type='text'>must kiasu</title><content type='html'>hmmph. camp is gonna soak up the entire weekend. and just nice, i won't be able to study for cost accounting during the week end. which means, weekdays must study.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pathetic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THUS, for this week, i shall be forward looking and finish all of next week's tutorials. ha. sounds abit mentally unsound, but i shall just do it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1993984913457020946-1645730402513276327?l=justholdontight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justholdontight.blogspot.com/feeds/1645730402513276327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1993984913457020946&amp;postID=1645730402513276327&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1993984913457020946/posts/default/1645730402513276327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1993984913457020946/posts/default/1645730402513276327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justholdontight.blogspot.com/2009/05/must-kiasu.html' title='must kiasu'/><author><name>vivien</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08943350588290513022</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1993984913457020946.post-167949808453170170</id><published>2009-05-10T16:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T16:15:43.389+08:00</updated><title type='text'>why do i eat so much</title><content type='html'>i am freaking hungry right now, and there's nothing to eat. pfft. i have been eating like seriously, alot this week, and i have no idea why. but weirdly, my cash is not depleting that quickly. i still managed to save like half of my week's allowance. (= i am so good at saving money, despite the thousand and one times i eat a day. HAHA! and as a bonus, im not getting fat either. coolios. ah.. im weird. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to sch yest, which was a public holiday by the way. and amazingly the gates to sb were locked. euu and i were like, wth. SO, after gaining much experience of climbing over the locked cage during the sb nightwalk, i climbed over the gate rather effortlessly. haha! damn fun. its like climbing a tree. well, not like i've climbed a tree before, but i guess its about the same luh. and so, the point here is... theres no use locking up the school gate because terrorists who are 10 hundred times more skilled than me can easily break into the school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, we were quite dumb luh. we climbed over the difficult gate when there was an easier one just next to it. blame the super-cock eye quality we have.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh.. apparently, tmr is a school holiday. so my sister and brother have got no school. and since i went back to sch on both labour day and vesak day, by brother proudly concluded:&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 204, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt; the west doesn't celebrate public holidays&lt;/span&gt;. lols. quite true lar. the west is a strange place.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1993984913457020946-167949808453170170?l=justholdontight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justholdontight.blogspot.com/feeds/167949808453170170/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1993984913457020946&amp;postID=167949808453170170&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1993984913457020946/posts/default/167949808453170170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1993984913457020946/posts/default/167949808453170170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justholdontight.blogspot.com/2009/05/why-do-i-eat-so-much.html' title='why do i eat so much'/><author><name>vivien</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08943350588290513022</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1993984913457020946.post-3615752316311451464</id><published>2009-05-06T21:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T21:25:44.829+08:00</updated><title type='text'>koped a vase</title><content type='html'>i did something really remarkable. ate topless 5 at swensen's today. haha.. okay, u know swensen's they have this "jug of water" which is actually a plastic container that they put at every table for plain water's sake. yeah. i kop-ed it. i just took the vase-like thing and dumped it in my bag. then, conveniently walked out of the place without anyone noticing. ok.. maybe&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; some ppl &lt;/span&gt;(ivy &amp;amp; euu) noticed, but they chose not to report me. HAHA! revenge for not getting my 14 dollar discount. lol. it was damn hilarious la. but know what.. i told my mum abt it, and her reaction was so normal. HAIS! im so disappointed lar. tsk!! i wonder wat my father's reaction will be. well, im not expecting much humour from that either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qMpb2vkWDEo/SgGPaEvO6oI/AAAAAAAAAt8/4XqvY35_iMY/s1600-h/06052009305.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qMpb2vkWDEo/SgGPaEvO6oI/AAAAAAAAAt8/4XqvY35_iMY/s320/06052009305.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332701111894600322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qMpb2vkWDEo/SgGPZygJ2qI/AAAAAAAAAt0/jMpTshzZ3n8/s1600-h/06052009304.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qMpb2vkWDEo/SgGPZygJ2qI/AAAAAAAAAt0/jMpTshzZ3n8/s320/06052009304.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332701106999515810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after sch, went to eastpoint. i was walking to the basement with my mum to get my popular card, and on the way there, i saw alex. ok.. he saw me first, and hit me really hard la. stupid!! does he think that my arm is a metal bar? hit until so hard. i was being cock eye as usual, and suddenly, someone hit my arm. i thought it was my mum, but i turned and i saw that alex there. tsk!! he hit me so hard until my arm was all red and itchy. dammit. tmr i swear i will get my revenge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh.. i bought more printer ink, and a red highlighter. yay. i can now kill more trees by printing my lecture notes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1993984913457020946-3615752316311451464?l=justholdontight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justholdontight.blogspot.com/feeds/3615752316311451464/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1993984913457020946&amp;postID=3615752316311451464&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1993984913457020946/posts/default/3615752316311451464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1993984913457020946/posts/default/3615752316311451464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justholdontight.blogspot.com/2009/05/koped-vase.html' title='koped a vase'/><author><name>vivien</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08943350588290513022</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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qMpb2vkWDEo/SgGPaEvO6oI/AAAAAAAAAt8/4XqvY35_iMY/s72-c/06052009305.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1993984913457020946.post-7926227663092778206</id><published>2009-05-03T23:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-03T23:45:05.582+08:00</updated><title type='text'>we're so going to swensens!</title><content type='html'>twas my sis's confirmation today. THUS, i was at church practically the entire afternoon. happy happy me. i had a very very satisfying dinner at SWENSENS. our family plus my sis's godparents. u know, its super cool to have guests that parents have to entertain. know why? cuz it means that i get to place my order as and when i like. haha. i swear, i ate like a &lt;s&gt;pig&lt;/s&gt; swine... like there was no tomorrow. so here's the list of stuff i ate. mushroom soup, bbq chicken as main course, swensen's fries, and topless 5 which consisted of thin mint, sticky chewy chocolate, blueberry, cookies n cream, lime sherbet. and i finished it all on my own. the adults were still betting if i could finish luh. wth! and i proved my father wrong. HAHA! i finished every single drop. haha. food makes vivien happy. =) my appetite has suddenly been quite big. no idea why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh.. and right. just when i thought momo was recovering and disappearing for good, it came back. i dont know how the skin broke. it was during the mentoring games trial luh. dunno what i was doing until the skin broke. dang. now im back to square 1. anw, the indoor games trial was super tiring!! run here run there. and my stamina sucks lar. and i still gotta run with the grp since im GL. hais.. running....... sian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anws.. here are some photos. some are super outdated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qMpb2vkWDEo/Sf2lUZIF2OI/AAAAAAAAAss/HpGs-3-Nf3w/s1600-h/P1030534.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qMpb2vkWDEo/Sf2lUZIF2OI/AAAAAAAAAss/HpGs-3-Nf3w/s320/P1030534.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331599303637326050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;viv &amp;amp; euu. BJ's free cone day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qMpb2vkWDEo/Sf2lUj2WzUI/AAAAAAAAAs0/9V-qyNCXYzY/s1600-h/P1030538.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qMpb2vkWDEo/Sf2lUj2WzUI/AAAAAAAAAs0/9V-qyNCXYzY/s320/P1030538.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331599306515729730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see all the kiasu singaporeans.... tsk. because of them, i didnt get my free cone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qMpb2vkWDEo/Sf2lVBr38BI/AAAAAAAAAs8/qB5kx6qoERc/s1600-h/P1030554.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qMpb2vkWDEo/Sf2lVBr38BI/AAAAAAAAAs8/qB5kx6qoERc/s320/P1030554.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331599314524827666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aud &amp;amp; viv. @ swensens. oh.. i forgot to say "we're so going to swensens!" before we entered. dang. i will rmb next time. haa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qMpb2vkWDEo/Sf2lVNlhJjI/AAAAAAAAAtE/PZLD832nMZ4/s1600-h/P1030558.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qMpb2vkWDEo/Sf2lVNlhJjI/AAAAAAAAAtE/PZLD832nMZ4/s320/P1030558.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331599317719393842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mum &amp;amp; dad. sitting at the other end of the table where they couldn't tell me what not to eat. heh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qMpb2vkWDEo/Sf2lVX8e4vI/AAAAAAAAAtM/5sTSteBwYHc/s1600-h/P1030559.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qMpb2vkWDEo/Sf2lVX8e4vI/AAAAAAAAAtM/5sTSteBwYHc/s320/P1030559.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331599320500069106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my fabulous topless 5! it makes me so happy to see the photo. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qMpb2vkWDEo/Sf2mhRyy0wI/AAAAAAAAAtU/efinPLWfm28/s1600-h/P1030560.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qMpb2vkWDEo/Sf2mhRyy0wI/AAAAAAAAAtU/efinPLWfm28/s320/P1030560.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331600624518877954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and, gone. i finished it. damn satisfied.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qMpb2vkWDEo/Sf2mhmoomYI/AAAAAAAAAtc/Lo4nXpZJQKg/s1600-h/P1030561.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qMpb2vkWDEo/Sf2mhmoomYI/AAAAAAAAAtc/Lo4nXpZJQKg/s320/P1030561.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331600630113409410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;omg.. i look like im slping lah. wth. my eyes were actually open. i was just looking down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qMpb2vkWDEo/Sf2mhyCqlFI/AAAAAAAAAtk/q_TATxnru_E/s1600-h/P1030574.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qMpb2vkWDEo/Sf2mhyCqlFI/AAAAAAAAAtk/q_TATxnru_E/s320/P1030574.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331600633175381074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 jokers at T2. see how tall my bro is!! i must take as many photos of him being shorter than me. time is running out. HAHA. childish right?! hahahahaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qMpb2vkWDEo/Sf2miPAtSCI/AAAAAAAAAts/AQDpNxB25pw/s1600-h/P1030575.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qMpb2vkWDEo/Sf2miPAtSCI/AAAAAAAAAts/AQDpNxB25pw/s320/P1030575.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5331600640951797794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mum &amp;amp; viv. i know luh.. super nerdy. you must be like, go out also must bring textbook?! i was bored in church. so i decided to bring a book along. hah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1993984913457020946-7926227663092778206?l=justholdontight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justholdontight.blogspot.com/feeds/7926227663092778206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1993984913457020946&amp;postID=7926227663092778206&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1993984913457020946/posts/default/7926227663092778206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1993984913457020946/posts/default/7926227663092778206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justholdontight.blogspot.com/2009/05/were-so-going-to-swensens.html' title='we&apos;re so going to swensens!'/><author><name>vivien</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08943350588290513022</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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qMpb2vkWDEo/Sf2lUZIF2OI/AAAAAAAAAss/HpGs-3-Nf3w/s72-c/P1030534.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1993984913457020946.post-5732141129001272952</id><published>2009-04-30T19:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-30T19:21:13.074+08:00</updated><title type='text'>thank god its thursday</title><content type='html'>omg.. i cant believe how much of a joker i am. i actually brought next term's cost accounting lecture notes for lesson. haha.. ok, go ahead and laugh. i've never been so forgetful before. this week i forgot to bring notes for 2 modules already. hais.. im not that old leh. my memory shouldnt be failing me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.. oh. i was shocked today when &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ivy&lt;/span&gt; was so childish! haha.. good good. we can be the childish club. all four of us (= hahaha.. yay. i heart being childish. oh.. and thianks ivy for helping me sell off my fom book!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmr is a parbric holiday, and i got school. not fair! when everyone else is sleeping soundly in their beds, i gotta wake up at 7am. okay.. i know my complaining is probably the last thing the world needs right now, so i shall stop. hais. 7 friggin AM. the earliest time i gotta wake up for in this entire week. i am so envious of those who can sleep in. hurr.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1993984913457020946-5732141129001272952?l=justholdontight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justholdontight.blogspot.com/feeds/5732141129001272952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1993984913457020946&amp;postID=5732141129001272952&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1993984913457020946/posts/default/5732141129001272952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1993984913457020946/posts/default/5732141129001272952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justholdontight.blogspot.com/2009/04/thank-god-its-thursday.html' title='thank god its thursday'/><author><name>vivien</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08943350588290513022</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1993984913457020946.post-398031427721389935</id><published>2009-04-25T14:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T14:20:43.342+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my good logic.</title><content type='html'>ok.. let me start this post with some clumsy thing i did. well, apparently, for the past week, i have been going to sleep before 1am cuz my sister would whine and whine about the lights being on, and she wanting to sleep. and mind you, its those high pitch complaining, which would irritate the freaks out of anyone. so i left the room annoyed and angry to go to my mum's room's toilet. the thing was that i was engrossed with my anger and frustration that i forgot that my mum's room door was closed. and tadah.. i walked right into it, making a super loud sound. it was super pain luh. then i went into the room, and my father woke up..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dad: what was that horrible sound??&lt;br /&gt;me: i banged into the door becuz i forgot it was closed.&lt;br /&gt;dad: haiyo.. you ah.. terrible la! (with a loud sigh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so bad right! nvr ask me if im okay... lol. anw, the way he said "aiyoh.. u ah.. terrible la" was super comical, that i forgot abt my anger alr. i was practically laughing to myself in the toilet like a maniac. haha.. so that made my day, although i was abt to sleep. new theory from vivien! &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sometimes.. walking into the things may cheer you up&lt;/span&gt;. HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh.. yesterday i met a super friendly bus driver. my ezlink card went out of money, and i had to pay coins. and i didnt have enough coins.. so i threw in whatever coins i had, and it amounted to 60 cents. so i told the busdriver.. i dont have enough coins leh. and he was like, you student right? 55 cents enough. haha! so nice right. obviously he saw my red colour singapore poly ezlink card. and he still charged me student rate of 55 cents! amazing. and for the entire bus ride from my house to tanah merah, he was like chatting happily to himself, and greeting those who got on and got off the bus. haha.. so nicee! that made my day too. (= its so nice to meet friendly ppl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st week of sch has been okay. some modules are interesting, and some just leave me with a big question mark on my head. some lecturers apparently live in their little own world, on some remote island, going on and on abt lecture when really, no one understands the greek they are speaking. i want my marmy! i got so many questions to ask her. webcam is good, but just not good enough. monday is coming soon. for now, i'll just have to wait.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1993984913457020946-398031427721389935?l=justholdontight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justholdontight.blogspot.com/feeds/398031427721389935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1993984913457020946&amp;postID=398031427721389935&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1993984913457020946/posts/default/398031427721389935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1993984913457020946/posts/default/398031427721389935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justholdontight.blogspot.com/2009/04/my-good-logic.html' title='my good logic.'/><author><name>vivien</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08943350588290513022</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1993984913457020946.post-7753802585194944872</id><published>2009-04-22T21:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T23:39:56.307+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy birthday mummy!</title><content type='html'>i cant believe to took 23 minutes and 30 seconds to complete one sudoku! omg.. i was still laughing at man for taking that long, and i thought i could finish faster.. but in the end, finished in the same amount of time. what the hell laa! neh mind. i think i shall practice. but i think i was quite good alr la. man was trying his best to distract me so that i would be slower. and i wasnt disturbing him that much. so.. i think i win? HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then went Jayyy Peeee for the 3rd time in my life! sounds so grand to say that. hahaha. and i ate alot of sushi. yay. i am hunger for sushi now. and mos fries too! they certainly taste less plastic than macs fries. and mos's milk tea is the best. at least better than the koyak FC6 milktea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;marmy went to the US with grandma on monday.&lt;br /&gt;so... got home and webcamm-ed with my dear marmy!! yay. its her birthday today luh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qMpb2vkWDEo/Se8qJlpSf8I/AAAAAAAAAsg/WolRW1e9XUU/s1600-h/webcam.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 310px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qMpb2vkWDEo/Se8qJlpSf8I/AAAAAAAAAsg/WolRW1e9XUU/s320/webcam.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327523228415066050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA.. (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qMpb2vkWDEo/Se8clPBIQpI/AAAAAAAAAsY/SAnIRiRmtDA/s1600-h/y3c5518.tmp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qMpb2vkWDEo/Se8clPBIQpI/AAAAAAAAAsY/SAnIRiRmtDA/s320/y3c5518.tmp.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5327508310214591122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so.. HAPPY BIRTHDAY MARMY! its a nice pic of 3 of us.. well, if only my bro wore a friggin shirt. that joker. got food poisoning yesterday, and now he's monkeying around the house. tsk tsk tsk!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh.. and yesterday was BJ's free cone day. went to the BJ's outlet at raffles city with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;eunice ivy man wan&lt;/span&gt;. but but.. didnt get a free cone. so stupid! the queue was super long la. dammit. i was so looking forward to the free cone some more. haiss.. and they were suanning me the whole time during lunch la. tsk! for the thousand and one-th time, im not a filipino/maid/filipino maid! HAHA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1993984913457020946-7753802585194944872?l=justholdontight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justholdontight.blogspot.com/feeds/7753802585194944872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1993984913457020946&amp;postID=7753802585194944872&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1993984913457020946/posts/default/7753802585194944872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1993984913457020946/posts/default/7753802585194944872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justholdontight.blogspot.com/2009/04/happy-birthday-mummy.html' title='happy birthday mummy!'/><author><name>vivien</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08943350588290513022</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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qMpb2vkWDEo/Se8qJlpSf8I/AAAAAAAAAsg/WolRW1e9XUU/s72-c/webcam.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1993984913457020946.post-7087848662503204830</id><published>2009-04-20T21:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T21:16:55.692+08:00</updated><title type='text'>first day of yr2</title><content type='html'>SAC choir got GOLD WITH HONOURS! haha.. wooohoooo! omg.. considering the silver last syf.. then jumping to 2 international golds. and finally finally, gold with honours. great job peeps. sac choir rocks! YAY. ohoh.. i just found out that they beat rgs. rgs sang the same song and they were right after sac luh. woots! sac is the best!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH! i got my voice back! yay-ness. see... i recovered from my cough without having to see a doctor. (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first day of school. ok.. technically la. since i was alr in sch since fop. haha. had facc which was super boring. i almost fell asleep. and dang! i think all the modules require the students to have some sense of general knowledge, which i happen to have very little of. dang it! means from now onwards, i have to read the bloody newspaper... BUSINESS TIMES. how fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sch starts at 2pm tmr! oh goodie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh.. and i dont wanna print out all the lectures and tutorials. its complete madness. it'll so suck out all the ink i have right now. is there some other way out?? haha.. in my dreams luh. anyways.. i need to do one very important thing. i need to pysche myself into thinking that i love reading. i love reading. i love reading. i love reading. i seriously think its some psychological barrier since young. i rmb becoming like super sleepy everytime i read a book. i still do now... well some times. argh. i need to snap out of it. i love reading.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1993984913457020946-7087848662503204830?l=justholdontight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justholdontight.blogspot.com/feeds/7087848662503204830/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1993984913457020946&amp;postID=7087848662503204830&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1993984913457020946/posts/default/7087848662503204830'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1993984913457020946/posts/default/7087848662503204830'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justholdontight.blogspot.com/2009/04/first-day-of-yr2.html' title='first day of yr2'/><author><name>vivien</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08943350588290513022</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1993984913457020946.post-1331248397892952795</id><published>2009-04-18T22:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T22:25:47.532+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mentoring camp trial</title><content type='html'>super super exhausted! i think today is the first time i walk and walk and walk and walk so much. and best timing.. my bag strap had to snap. haha.. so nonsense! i just bought the bag like last week only. aiya.. must be retribution for doing so many "bad" things. HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw.. group 2 rocks! we were the only grp that completed all 8 stations and on top of that, our station 9 was a success through and through. we dropped it like 3 times from level 3 and it didnt break at all. haha. yay. and me and eunice did the sb cheer! omg.. i feel high now. camps rock!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh.. and i talked to construction workers again! haha.. we were moving from fort canning park to ngee ann city, and we were pretty much tired by the time we walked the crazy staircase all the way to the top. so i decided to ask those construction workers to give us a lift down the hill, and they were being damn stupid. they told be to ask the tourist looking person cuz the lorry belonged to him. like, what the heck!! so in the end we didnt get a lift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh.. and ONE day left before school officially starts. and it happens that the day school starts, my marmy is flying off to the US. so sad. anw.. the wonders of webcam shall be show cased till she comes back. haa.. and more school books to carry home from school. i seriously wish that they are not heavy, but seems like my wish will not come true. haha.. fat hopes for me la.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cough's getting better. YAY. i want my original voice back. i forgot what it sounds like alr. haha! what a joker.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1993984913457020946-1331248397892952795?l=justholdontight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justholdontight.blogspot.com/feeds/1331248397892952795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1993984913457020946&amp;postID=1331248397892952795&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1993984913457020946/posts/default/1331248397892952795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1993984913457020946/posts/default/1331248397892952795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justholdontight.blogspot.com/2009/04/mentoring-camp-trial.html' title='mentoring camp trial'/><author><name>vivien</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08943350588290513022</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1993984913457020946.post-201947789583981188</id><published>2009-04-17T13:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-17T13:32:30.937+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dac10 rocks!</title><content type='html'>DAC/FT/1A/10 collected a total of $855 for flag day. haa. such a nice and round number. great job peeps! considering u all were stationed at potong pasir to collect money, it was quite a feat. well.. its potong pasir.. ulu place without a mall. and most of them collected like thirty plus plus dollars, which was way more than what i collected last year. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this year, we facils didnt need to do flag day. so me and terence just slacked around while waiting for 12.30pm to come. (btw, we were at potong pasir at 7am.. waiting for 12.30 to come). plonked at macs most of the time. did the most boh liao of things... like using tons of flag day stickers to make a cane. HAHA! okay.. though its super boh liao, its still cool you know. its a solid cane which works. and now its in my room, being a great potential weapon. then explored potong pasir a bit.. and found this shop which had this big closing down sale sign. and the things there were dirt cheap luh. caps for $1, and winter wear for $7.90. ya.. i know its crazy to be selling winter wear. but ya.. its true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then about at 10 plus 11, some of the freshies gave up and so they all came to macs to sit around and bond! haha.. we did cool things with the flag day stickers. haha.. super cool. and we were talking abt being expelled for not doing flag day and wasting all the stickers on our tshirts. anyways.. photos shall do the talking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qMpb2vkWDEo/SegKoPAOqCI/AAAAAAAAArw/CrPobYeMn7w/s1600-h/P1030523.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qMpb2vkWDEo/SegKoPAOqCI/AAAAAAAAArw/CrPobYeMn7w/s320/P1030523.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325518245704149026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for facils, we put I heart SP on our shirts. this way, the chances of getting expelled would be lower. haa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qMpb2vkWDEo/SegKndoxtdI/AAAAAAAAArY/SA5AS53ZSyQ/s1600-h/P1030519.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qMpb2vkWDEo/SegKndoxtdI/AAAAAAAAArY/SA5AS53ZSyQ/s320/P1030519.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325518232452445650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we were pretending to be exhibits standing behind the glass pane. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qMpb2vkWDEo/SegKn69FpNI/AAAAAAAAAro/ZP_nxe1dSC8/s1600-h/P1030522.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qMpb2vkWDEo/SegKn69FpNI/AAAAAAAAAro/ZP_nxe1dSC8/s320/P1030522.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325518240322266322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qMpb2vkWDEo/SegKng0nRMI/AAAAAAAAArg/ylxIHzmH-2w/s1600-h/P1030521.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qMpb2vkWDEo/SegKng0nRMI/AAAAAAAAArg/ylxIHzmH-2w/s320/P1030521.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325518233307399362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my shirt!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qMpb2vkWDEo/SegLWUyuUZI/AAAAAAAAAsA/yJAKty0AE7M/s1600-h/P1030526.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qMpb2vkWDEo/SegLWUyuUZI/AAAAAAAAAsA/yJAKty0AE7M/s320/P1030526.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325519037532098962" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ohoh.. see that thing im holding? its the stick, made of purely flagday stickers and nothing else.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qMpb2vkWDEo/SegKoTR7uiI/AAAAAAAAAr4/ydBY7EODZqs/s1600-h/P1030524.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qMpb2vkWDEo/SegKoTR7uiI/AAAAAAAAAr4/ydBY7EODZqs/s320/P1030524.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325518246852147746" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.. i made them stand in one line from shortest to tallest. and they had their initials on their shirts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qMpb2vkWDEo/SegMEZIqE6I/AAAAAAAAAsQ/f5Z8zQWkivQ/s1600-h/P1030529.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qMpb2vkWDEo/SegMEZIqE6I/AAAAAAAAAsQ/f5Z8zQWkivQ/s320/P1030529.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5325519828971819938" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DAC/FT/1A/10 with 2 extra-ed facils! HAHA. whooos! they are gonna rock.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and by the way, i can remember all their names now. haha.. with much difficulty in the first 3 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay.. on a serious note, im contemplating if i should quit piano. i've gotten my grade 8 practical cert already.. and now im learning grade 6 theory. i have no idea what the heck is going on. and like 10 years down the road, i dont see myself teaching anyone theory lessons as i'll probably have forgotten it as well. argh... i dont know what to do. and.. if i give up now, it'll be like so wasted that i learnt 8 grades of practical and not getting a diploma. this is such a hard decision to make. should i or should i not. i asked my marmy and she told me its up to me to do whatever i want.. very helpful, i know. and i know i am in a perfectly calm state of mind. its not cuz i havent finished my homework thats why im thinking this way. i know its a shame that im giving up when im in poly, while my sister is in sec4 undergoing much more stress than i am, and she's not giving up. omg.. i dont know what to do. some one should enlighten me.. im hoping an angel sent from heaven. lol! okay.. im being ridiculous. argh.. its so frustrating to have to keep thinking and thinking over and over again abt the same thing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1993984913457020946-201947789583981188?l=justholdontight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justholdontight.blogspot.com/feeds/201947789583981188/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1993984913457020946&amp;postID=201947789583981188&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1993984913457020946/posts/default/201947789583981188'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1993984913457020946/posts/default/201947789583981188'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justholdontight.blogspot.com/2009/04/dac10-rocks.html' title='dac10 rocks!'/><author><name>vivien</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08943350588290513022</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/_qMpb2vkWDEo/SegKoPAOqCI/AAAAAAAAArw/CrPobYeMn7w/s72-c/P1030523.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1993984913457020946.post-2147099668853075063</id><published>2009-04-14T19:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-14T19:45:46.690+08:00</updated><title type='text'>horse-ish voice</title><content type='html'>OMGosh.. my voice sucks. cough cough go away. dont ever come another day! i feel so pekchek coughing la. cough cough until my stomach muscles all pain. i swear, after i get well from my cough, i'll have super strong and hard stomach muscles. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okok.. today dac10 was more high la. i heard them cheering quite loudly eh.. not bad not bad! HAHA. yes, and dac as a cohort did fall kinda flat today. hais. no comments. it's a tradition for majority of the dac peeps to be like that -SQUARE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh.. nisha fell quite badly today. she slid accross the carpeted flooring on her knees at spcc. hey, its comparable to my bicycle wound okay... just that her abrasion wasn't so deep. so i'll be bringing my anticeptic for her tomorrow. the blue liquid!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw.. i can foresee that tmr will be the most boring of all days. but there's one pro. we dont have to drag our butts off the bed at 6am. but.. got worse news coming up. our flagday station is not on RED line. and nope.. it isnt green line either. obviously it isnt the circle line. so congrats to DAC for getting purple line. oh hell!! what a torture it is. 7am at the friggin station. its worse that torture. i think i have to wake up even before the cock crows. haha.. see how la. i'll try my best to be enthu about it. must collect more money than last year! jy vivien!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1993984913457020946-2147099668853075063?l=justholdontight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justholdontight.blogspot.com/feeds/2147099668853075063/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1993984913457020946&amp;postID=2147099668853075063&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1993984913457020946/posts/default/2147099668853075063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1993984913457020946/posts/default/2147099668853075063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justholdontight.blogspot.com/2009/04/horse-ish-voice.html' title='horse-ish voice'/><author><name>vivien</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08943350588290513022</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1993984913457020946.post-5181536299079276005</id><published>2009-04-13T21:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T21:08:13.070+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FOP day 1</title><content type='html'>im feeling damn stupid luh. knowing i had to awake at 5.20am, i decided to sleep at 10pm last night. smart plan right? yes. and so.. from 10pm till 3am, i couldn't sleep. by the time i fell asleep, i was left with 2 hours till 5.20. haha.. i feel so much like such a joker. now i am totally worn out, and my voice is going. oh so help me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dac 10 freshies are okay luh. i think they are a bit quiet. but lets hope that's cuz its the first day. u know u know?? the first day is always a siansation. yes. and right.. i hope dac will be high tmr for the cheer war thingm! oh man.. why didnt more dac peeps go for camp? they all needa go for camp and be more enthu. go DAC. woooooooh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh. i kenna-ed forfeit. blame my lack of memory skills. AND SO, we super glued.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after fop session, went to JaayyyPeee to hang chill with REMUS! swensons-ed.. meaning had ice cream, which totally killed my throat after just a bit of chocolate fudge and caramel. ahh! i must so recover and get my voice back tmr in order to fight the cheer war.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;joo koon-ed and back to simei. and in the super long process, thought of another DAC cheer. yay yay. dac will not be shamed tmr. well, at least i hope not. as the famous saying goes... we're not nerds!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1993984913457020946-5181536299079276005?l=justholdontight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justholdontight.blogspot.com/feeds/5181536299079276005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1993984913457020946&amp;postID=5181536299079276005&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1993984913457020946/posts/default/5181536299079276005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1993984913457020946/posts/default/5181536299079276005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justholdontight.blogspot.com/2009/04/fop-day-1.html' title='FOP day 1'/><author><name>vivien</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08943350588290513022</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1993984913457020946.post-8154184898993612472</id><published>2009-04-11T17:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-11T17:09:03.722+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my good friday</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qMpb2vkWDEo/SeBV8fTe82I/AAAAAAAAAqI/ixA7nTiSLRU/s1600-h/P1030435.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qMpb2vkWDEo/SeBV8fTe82I/AAAAAAAAAqI/ixA7nTiSLRU/s320/P1030435.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323349257235657570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to out with &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;rachel ethel kelly&lt;/span&gt; on good friday. secondary school homies. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cabbed to east coast park and lunch-ed at BK. then it was cycling! okay, only rachel and i cycled. ethel and kelly bladed. and to people who still think i can't cycle for nuts, i can okay. lols. we cycled for 2 hours and i didn't fall at all. plus zero accidents despite the place being crowded as hell, with kids dashing in front of me as and when they felt like it. (= oh ya. my bicycle scar momo is recovering alr. the scab is falling off and theres no more puss oozing out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay. gross moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qMpb2vkWDEo/SeBV8ghXbRI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/vhz3zl97CgQ/s1600-h/P1030426.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qMpb2vkWDEo/SeBV8ghXbRI/AAAAAAAAAqQ/vhz3zl97CgQ/s320/P1030426.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323349257562320146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;candid shot. haha.. bad lighting. we all look so black.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qMpb2vkWDEo/SeBWxFxJf-I/AAAAAAAAAqw/zPEQhhxslWA/s1600-h/P1030451.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qMpb2vkWDEo/SeBWxFxJf-I/AAAAAAAAAqw/zPEQhhxslWA/s320/P1030451.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323350160913825762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with rachel. (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qMpb2vkWDEo/SeBV9fWoHJI/AAAAAAAAAqo/kEVnc_vMuic/s1600-h/P1030442.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qMpb2vkWDEo/SeBV9fWoHJI/AAAAAAAAAqo/kEVnc_vMuic/s320/P1030442.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323349274428710034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with ethel. (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qMpb2vkWDEo/SeBV9HzF3XI/AAAAAAAAAqg/hmeyoTDIMTI/s1600-h/P1030437.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qMpb2vkWDEo/SeBV9HzF3XI/AAAAAAAAAqg/hmeyoTDIMTI/s320/P1030437.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323349268105649522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and kelly! haha.. she's on blades so she looks taller. in actual fact, im taller! HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh.. speaking of height.. i used to be shorter that ethel and kelly in secondary sch. but now im taller than both of them! hahaha.. miraculous.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qMpb2vkWDEo/SeBV8xY1LkI/AAAAAAAAAqY/Dt0wywOxUzE/s1600-h/P1030431.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qMpb2vkWDEo/SeBV8xY1LkI/AAAAAAAAAqY/Dt0wywOxUzE/s320/P1030431.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323349262089924162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the jetty. nice photo right? yes. pretty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw.. the weather wasn't helping us. but thankfully, rachel and i weren't drenched. the moment we returned out bikes, the heavy rain started. we were super lucky luh. but.. ethel and kelly were stuck somewhere at some shelter waiting for the rain to stop. haha.. so while waiting, we icecreamed!! omg.. its been eons since i ate icecream. i ate a hell lot of ice cream yesterday. 2 popsicles and 1 cup of korean icecream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qMpb2vkWDEo/SeBWxdGspBI/AAAAAAAAAq4/pX2YPm3TWPg/s1600-h/P1030466.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qMpb2vkWDEo/SeBWxdGspBI/AAAAAAAAAq4/pX2YPm3TWPg/s320/P1030466.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323350167178224658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see.. so many ppl squeezing under one roof. poor peeps.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qMpb2vkWDEo/SeBWxnqq9_I/AAAAAAAAArA/EZkK-AUQL1Q/s1600-h/P1030473.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qMpb2vkWDEo/SeBWxnqq9_I/AAAAAAAAArA/EZkK-AUQL1Q/s320/P1030473.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323350170013464562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ice cream! and i got green icecream. cool to the max. (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qMpb2vkWDEo/SeBWxz3U99I/AAAAAAAAArI/LV020xfbLgA/s1600-h/P1030474.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qMpb2vkWDEo/SeBWxz3U99I/AAAAAAAAArI/LV020xfbLgA/s320/P1030474.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323350173287774162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;green bean flavour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qMpb2vkWDEo/SeBWyECNwhI/AAAAAAAAArQ/fvyX6DWpCsA/s1600-h/P1030476.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qMpb2vkWDEo/SeBWyECNwhI/AAAAAAAAArQ/fvyX6DWpCsA/s320/P1030476.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5323350177628406290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some weridos who wanna walk in calf-deep mud.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then.. after being all sticky and all, we decided to go back to bedok. rachel had to go off to church and we decided to go bugis! ate this korean ice cream thing, i forgot what it's called. and and... its milk tea flavour! cool right. anw.. the pearls they gave were quite disgusting to me. they had this cough-syrup-bitterish taste. but the milk tea ice cream on its own was good. bought 2 bags frm bugis street, and then it was off to watch &lt;b&gt;knowing&lt;/b&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay.. its a good show, but a depressing ending. seriously.. if you dont wanna keep thinking of what'll happen if the world's gonna end soon, then dont watch it. but, nice story line! haha..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1993984913457020946-8154184898993612472?l=justholdontight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justholdontight.blogspot.com/feeds/8154184898993612472/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1993984913457020946&amp;postID=8154184898993612472&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1993984913457020946/posts/default/8154184898993612472'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1993984913457020946/posts/default/8154184898993612472'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justholdontight.blogspot.com/2009/04/went-to-out-with-rachel-ethel-kelly-on.html' title='my good friday'/><author><name>vivien</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08943350588290513022</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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qMpb2vkWDEo/SeBV8fTe82I/AAAAAAAAAqI/ixA7nTiSLRU/s72-c/P1030435.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1993984913457020946.post-755555549839454553</id><published>2009-04-08T22:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-08T22:34:31.184+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jay Pee</title><content type='html'>went for fop meeting today. i will be spending my 4 days with DAC10 *new edition. HAHA. coolios! i cant wait to find the "vivien" replica (haha.. inside joke). anws.. even though my partner is not &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;eunice&lt;/span&gt;, im sure it'll be fun. oh.. and the worst part about this is that we have to be in school at like 7.30am, which is equivalent to madness. its the other end of the country!! but its all right. i won't be ever seeing 5.30am on my alarm for the next semester.. so i guess 4 days or less of 5.30am won't kill me. after all, i've been 5.30am-ing for the whole of secondary sch life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still ponned mentoring even though the fop thing ended like at 1 plus. went with eunice to jurong point (which is in boonlay). okay.. i know im very sua ku cuz i've never been there before. HAHA. so, first time at jurong point. a lot of food! omg.. if there's a war or something, everyone should rush there for food rationing. every corner you walk, there'll definitely be a stall selling food. oh.. and we bought these super nice files we saw at some disney shop. haha.. $18 for 5 files. one for each module. okay.. i know.. EXXX. but, the files were super nice okay. im lazy to post pictures, but they are seriously nice okayy. HAHA. im just convincing myself that i didn't spend unnecessarily. anyways.. i need those files for school. so i didnt waste money.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yea.. and one thing. i cross my fingers that we dont have to go to some ulu red line station for the money collecting thing. 7am on the red line is suicide. east side east side!! hopefully we're allocated east side. they almost revealed to us the station but they were like, we'll tell u guys the day before the actual thing. so for now, i hope its east side for dac 10 money collecting.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1993984913457020946-755555549839454553?l=justholdontight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justholdontight.blogspot.com/feeds/755555549839454553/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1993984913457020946&amp;postID=755555549839454553&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1993984913457020946/posts/default/755555549839454553'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1993984913457020946/posts/default/755555549839454553'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justholdontight.blogspot.com/2009/04/jay-pee.html' title='Jay Pee'/><author><name>vivien</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08943350588290513022</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1993984913457020946.post-9173637201541246865</id><published>2009-04-07T17:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-07T17:33:24.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'>gem</title><content type='html'>Charting for Financial Markets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY. all four of us got in together. it doesn't matter if its a boring/sian gem cuz we got each others' company. woohoo! and we make up like 15% of the population of the class. hahaha. anw.. after this gem, i'll probably know how to play the stock market! haha. money money!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and damn the website for screwing things up for DAC. i still dont understand why dac ppl can't take gems like etiquette or psychology. not fair! im so gonna call and complain tmr or sth, when hopefully i sound better. i want my voice back. i think i kinda forgot how i used to sound already. plus im coughing like nobody's business. oh well.. i think i'll recover soon though. i drank like so much water that i feel so bloated now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BTW.. IM PONNING MENTORING TMR! haha.. just nice the timing. last week they were like.. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;must&lt;/span&gt; come next week okay?? and then.. i got fop bonding session on 8th april. so i guess i'll forgo mentoring since i've been attending the session for every other week. HAHA. i cant imagine their disappointment.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1993984913457020946-9173637201541246865?l=justholdontight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justholdontight.blogspot.com/feeds/9173637201541246865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1993984913457020946&amp;postID=9173637201541246865&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1993984913457020946/posts/default/9173637201541246865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1993984913457020946/posts/default/9173637201541246865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justholdontight.blogspot.com/2009/04/gem.html' title='gem'/><author><name>vivien</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08943350588290513022</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1993984913457020946.post-2605833243946411271</id><published>2009-04-06T00:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T00:09:15.269+08:00</updated><title type='text'>busy week</title><content type='html'>im left with one week of holidays left. time passes sooo quickly. haa. anw.. long time no post. so i shall have a rough recap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;monday + tuesday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;prep camp. i cant really rmb what happened, so for now it shall be a blank space left for me to fill in. for now all i remember is the night walk part, and only managing to scare the first group.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;wednesday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;planned to go to the toys R us at suntec with eunice before mentoring started. but, our lunch took up like practically all the time we had.. causing us to be late for mentoring. and it really wasnt our fault for being late. we were at swensen's at like 1.40pm, and i only got my food at 2.20 plus (or even later). so nonsense can.. and we weren't being typical singaporeans by asking to see their manager.. much less complaining. we were being push overs... silently keeping our mouths shut pretending like nothing happened. see... this is called being un-barbaric. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then went to qifa, and the mentee with the birthday was no where in sight. but i trust that she wasnt bluffing me. well, at least i hope she wasnt cuz i thought she sounded rather serious. the new mentees were a terror. they didnt want to be good kids, and refused to listen to what i told them to. so frustrating. urgh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;thursday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;piano theory day. i was told that grade 6 theory has the same difficulty as o level music theory. which means that i have to study theory as hard as i did for any subject i studied during O's. the horror has just begun for me. i can hardly even remember my grade 5 theory since i've been concentrating on practical the whole time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;friday&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SB FOC! i got to be a mummy for 3 days and 2 nights. haha. anw, cheers to REMUS! and and and... MORTUUS has won the war. woots!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;night walk was quite successful at my station luh. i managed to make 2 guys hold hands. haa. but there were some ppl who were being stupid asses. one camper called me a caged animal. another told me not to damage school property. like wth luh! but either than those spoilers, the rest got quite scared of me. but i gotta say, even though its fun scaring ppl, the waiting time is really horrible. i was inside the cage from 12am all the way till 6am in the morning feeding the mosquitos. and.. no paranormal sighting. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;hais&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw.. my voice is crazy. my bro said straight to my face that it sounds like a gay. haha. screaming and cheering has caused my throat to go haywire. i sound damn weird now.. and i have a random coughing fit which lasts till tears come out. i hope everything will be well when i get my much needed 8 hours of sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i know the last thing the world needs right now is me going on and on abt some dumb slipper. so i shall just leave it as that. the dumb slipper.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1993984913457020946-2605833243946411271?l=justholdontight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justholdontight.blogspot.com/feeds/2605833243946411271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1993984913457020946&amp;postID=2605833243946411271&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1993984913457020946/posts/default/2605833243946411271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1993984913457020946/posts/default/2605833243946411271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justholdontight.blogspot.com/2009/04/im-left-with-one-week-of-holidays-left.html' title='busy week'/><author><name>vivien</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08943350588290513022</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1993984913457020946.post-8020111412349371842</id><published>2009-03-28T23:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-29T00:17:20.275+08:00</updated><title type='text'>200th post</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;200th post anniversary &lt;/span&gt; - and we went to the restaurant to celebrate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qMpb2vkWDEo/Sc4xkHD2vxI/AAAAAAAAApg/ACn5jEiWHdg/s1600-h/28032009288.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qMpb2vkWDEo/Sc4xkHD2vxI/AAAAAAAAApg/ACn5jEiWHdg/s320/28032009288.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318242706411405074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.. i feel so super tall and mighty standing next to my cousin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qMpb2vkWDEo/Sc4xkOC_4nI/AAAAAAAAApo/c6AEZq-ps0c/s1600-h/28032009281.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qMpb2vkWDEo/Sc4xkOC_4nI/AAAAAAAAApo/c6AEZq-ps0c/s320/28032009281.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318242708286857842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the wonderful visuals we got to see from our table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qMpb2vkWDEo/Sc4xkzGYpCI/AAAAAAAAAqA/Zxh4DregTOs/s1600-h/28032009276.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qMpb2vkWDEo/Sc4xkzGYpCI/AAAAAAAAAqA/Zxh4DregTOs/s320/28032009276.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318242718233175074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and we ate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qMpb2vkWDEo/Sc4xkopcq7I/AAAAAAAAAp4/FLqHGPS-2tw/s1600-h/28032009277.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qMpb2vkWDEo/Sc4xkopcq7I/AAAAAAAAAp4/FLqHGPS-2tw/s320/28032009277.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318242715427449778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the yam dessert, which wasn't very much to my liking, but i still ate it anyhow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qMpb2vkWDEo/Sc4xkZX-1OI/AAAAAAAAApw/YZxJ6kFaqw4/s1600-h/28032009292.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qMpb2vkWDEo/Sc4xkZX-1OI/AAAAAAAAApw/YZxJ6kFaqw4/s320/28032009292.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5318242711327659234" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me and theo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol. if you really believed me, you are really an IIDOT. okay, we didn't go celebrate whatever blog nonsense. we went food tasting. cool right... well, so its my grandma's 80th birthday in june, so the parents plus uncles and aunties were going food tasting. so i decided to tag along for the food, and also cuz i didnt wanna be stuck at home alone. theo and i were the only two kids that went cuz the rest of the kids either had camp, or cca. btw, theo is primary 3.. which means he's 8, and im like 9 yrs older than him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.. he's damn cute luh. he keeps asking me the same questions over and over again. then i lent him my ds for entertainment in the car, and he sneezed all over it. and you'll be surprised. he can eat. just that he eats at a very slow rate. haa. the food at the restaurant was good. i was eating like a pig. i ate like, 1 bowl of rice, one bowl of noodles, 5 dishes, and the dessert. oh.. you know the dessert, it has that yellow ball, its supposed to be tang yuan, but i think it tastes a lot like the moon cake egg yolk with added salt. the paste was yam. i think it was my first time eating yam. haha.. not bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;foc prep camp changed date. so looks like i'll be able to go for mentoring after all. i need to get a present soon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1993984913457020946-8020111412349371842?l=justholdontight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justholdontight.blogspot.com/feeds/8020111412349371842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1993984913457020946&amp;postID=8020111412349371842&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1993984913457020946/posts/default/8020111412349371842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1993984913457020946/posts/default/8020111412349371842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justholdontight.blogspot.com/2009/03/200th-post.html' title='200th post'/><author><name>vivien</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08943350588290513022</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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qMpb2vkWDEo/Sc4xkHD2vxI/AAAAAAAAApg/ACn5jEiWHdg/s72-c/28032009288.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1993984913457020946.post-8837335838949718080</id><published>2009-03-26T22:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T22:36:15.928+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HM movie craze</title><content type='html'>hey eunice! if you are reading this, i have something big to report.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;The Hannah Montana movie is coming out on JUNE 18th in singapore&lt;/span&gt;! haha! told ya its big news.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but in the US, its gonna be out on april 10. its so saddening to know that we have to wait 3 more months in singapore while the movie is airing nearly every day in the US from april 10 onwards. oh dang.. sweet nibblets! lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, here's the trailer from youtube.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/fkbK2CFibew&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x234900&amp;amp;color2=0x4e9e00"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/fkbK2CFibew&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;color1=0x234900&amp;amp;color2=0x4e9e00" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="295"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for those who are neither eunice, nor fans of hannah montana, you could just ignore the above.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh man.. i cant wait for the movie. haha.. to those who think that hannah montana is a stupid/childish/dumb/waste-of-time/no-brainer kind of show.... here's wat i've got to say. i don't care what you think, and you can't do anything about it. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;three weeks of holidays left. 1 week to relax. the remainng 2 weeks will be spent on foc and fop. i wonder what the yr 1s will be like. i hope they are shorter than me. hahahahaha. i know you must be muttering "fat hope" under your breath. anw, this reminds me. i need to start doing my notes, which means that i need to start digging. good lord. i hope i havent misplaced anything.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1993984913457020946-8837335838949718080?l=justholdontight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justholdontight.blogspot.com/feeds/8837335838949718080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1993984913457020946&amp;postID=8837335838949718080&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1993984913457020946/posts/default/8837335838949718080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1993984913457020946/posts/default/8837335838949718080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justholdontight.blogspot.com/2009/03/hm-movie-craze.html' title='HM movie craze'/><author><name>vivien</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08943350588290513022</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1993984913457020946.post-8033824342761157638</id><published>2009-03-26T01:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-26T01:07:02.353+08:00</updated><title type='text'>general knowledge update</title><content type='html'>i just found something interesting. Singapore's FOURTH uni will be built near &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;my house&lt;/span&gt;. cool or what! i can totally walk there, and i dont have to stay in the hostel. and the best thing is that its first intake will be in 2011, which means that i'll probably be their first, if not second intake (if i can even make it to uni luh). this is so good. i hope that lta puts more bus services to the uni. then i can benefit as well. haha. plus there'll be a new mrt line which starts at expo and goes straight to tampines.. but it'll only operate in 2016.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see... i bet you didn't know this before reading my post. so who says i live in a cave!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got new mentees today. and i think im in big trouble. i told my mentee that i'll mentor her next week, so she must come. then as we were leaving, she told me its her birthday next weds. and i told her that i'll get her something. then, after telling eunice and ivy abt it, i realised. im. not. going. for. mentoring. next. week. and the reason, foc prep camp. so shit right!! im in so much trouble. how how how? what if i cause some emotional scarring on that kid or sth.. plus its APRIL FOOLs. she'll think that i played some trick on her. oh god! why was i so forgetful? anw, i think i'll get her sth nice. like, seriously sth that i think she'll like. i feel so guilty now luh. hais.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;updates on momo. yellow puss keeps flowing out uncontrollably like a super slow version of a water fountain. and if i dont clean it in time, it'll start rolling down my leg. disgusting much. and at night, i wrap it up in gauze so it wont stain my sheets. the next morning, the puss will harden up on my leg (the part without injury), and i have to slowly scrape out the hardened puss. and the puss looks like viscous mucus. the worst thing yet, my sister taunts me about amputation and gangrene. like, wth!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw.. what would a P5 girl want? i need to recall my eleven year old days. toys r us with me anyone? haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1993984913457020946-8033824342761157638?l=justholdontight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justholdontight.blogspot.com/feeds/8033824342761157638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1993984913457020946&amp;postID=8033824342761157638&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1993984913457020946/posts/default/8033824342761157638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1993984913457020946/posts/default/8033824342761157638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justholdontight.blogspot.com/2009/03/general-knowledge-update.html' title='general knowledge update'/><author><name>vivien</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08943350588290513022</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1993984913457020946.post-699716231603250610</id><published>2009-03-24T18:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T18:58:26.001+08:00</updated><title type='text'>chalet</title><content type='html'>i went on for 30 hours without sleeping. cool yaknow! hahaha.. my contact lenses were in my eyes for 28 plus hours? and my knee is hurting like nobody's business. ha.. i fell down from the bike. but who says i don't know how to ride bike..... i know okay! the problem lies with the bike. that's why i fell. lol. and i dont know why, the stupid houseflies love to come and land on my wound. disgusting or what!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;argh.. my knee hurts like crazy. and i shall dedicate this entire paragraph to my poor knee. i dont think im gonna explain how i fell cuz first, you wouldn't get what the heck im typing, and second, i cant quite remember it anyway. all i shall say is that when i first fell, i couldn't really feel the pain. but now, the aftermath of falling down has kicked in. so i shall start on the part where i first attempted to disinfect my wound at home. i washed my two legs with LUX soap, and obviously i applied lux soap to my wound luh. and the pain was excruciating. then i dried it, and applied antiseptic alcohol, and the pain was even more unbearable. it was burning with every dab of the cotton wool. the friggin thing is so pain, i don't dare put weight on my left leg. and when i try to straighten my leg out, its nothing more but pain pain and more pain. then i decided that i shall go put this purple antiseptic thing on my wound. i rmb that i would use that when i fell down when i was in primary sch, and then my friends would look at my purple wound and go "eee! how come you got purple blood?". haha. now, the wound just won't dry up. i just hope i wont get an infection though.  anw.. just now i went to my ahma's room and she told me to put this 青草油, and so i did. i hope that there wont be some complication because i applied totally different types of anticeptic. hais.. i have ridden a bike for so long, and this is the first time i fall so badly in like.. at year?! wth luh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qMpb2vkWDEo/ScikUQlDruI/AAAAAAAAApI/cENt7HL1shw/s1600-h/P1030415.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qMpb2vkWDEo/ScikUQlDruI/AAAAAAAAApI/cENt7HL1shw/s320/P1030415.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316680028065607394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my purple blood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qMpb2vkWDEo/ScikU9KOE0I/AAAAAAAAApQ/JWvpst7Cs1w/s1600-h/P1030413.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qMpb2vkWDEo/ScikU9KOE0I/AAAAAAAAApQ/JWvpst7Cs1w/s320/P1030413.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316680040032637762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see.. the cut is quite deep. and it feels yucky.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the chalet overall was fun la, and i could call it a success! thanks to the 9 other ppl who came. i think the bbq food we ordered was like too much la. the entire box of fried noodles, plus some otah and chicken wings went into the bin. speaking abt so much food, i am damn hungry. now i feel so guilty for wasting so much food. but for 100 plus dollars for so much, i think its quite worth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;during the 9pm show, me and eunice were the only 2 left outside to bbq while the rest were inside watching. haha. it was fun trying to cook food, and the best part is that the food we cooked tasted gooooodddd. well, except for the corn, which was a total failure. then we had sparklers!! hahaha.. i like the green one the most. oh.. and the garlic bread that we kinda toasted over the bbq charcoal was superb. it smelt like spaghetti sauce to me. and the place was infested with cats, and they were all swarming towards our food. so i decided to be nice and feed one cat otah! haha.. cool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i learnt to play mahjong the proper way! thanks kim and wenyao for teaching me and eunice. haha.. mahjong is much more fun with real players than with those internet wood blocks! then i attempted to learn bridge, but ended up kinda confused in the end. that game is so confusing..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hais.. i think my wound will really leave a scar for a long time. so i guess i shall name it momo since it'll be stuck to me for like.. years? haha.. i wonder when momo will disappear. anw, when my ahma said that i cant make it wet, i didn't really believe her. then my sis came back and told me straight off that its not suppose to get wet. i was like, damn. now i need gauze, plastic bags and scotch tape whenever i need to bathe. siansation.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1993984913457020946-699716231603250610?l=justholdontight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justholdontight.blogspot.com/feeds/699716231603250610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1993984913457020946&amp;postID=699716231603250610&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1993984913457020946/posts/default/699716231603250610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1993984913457020946/posts/default/699716231603250610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justholdontight.blogspot.com/2009/03/chalet.html' title='chalet'/><author><name>vivien</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08943350588290513022</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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_qMpb2vkWDEo/ScikUQlDruI/AAAAAAAAApI/cENt7HL1shw/s72-c/P1030415.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1993984913457020946.post-617185636869437084</id><published>2009-03-22T16:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T16:47:58.368+08:00</updated><title type='text'>compraining</title><content type='html'>ok.. i really really feel like complaining, BUT i shall suppress the urge to because its such a trivial matter. argh.. you know what? heck la. i am just gonna write what i feel. walao eh.. the bbq people have such a friggin low efficiency rate luh. they said that they would sms when they received the bank transaction. i sent over the money yesterday at 11.10am and they didnt give me any form of recognition that they had received anything. i had to call just now at 3pm, and the feller on the line said, oh ya. we received the transaction already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, as usual, i haven't packed a single thing. im still deciding what bag to use. and tmr's foc bonding session we're supposed to bring extra clothes plus a towel. i hope i don't have to get wet, but its techinically impossible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was being a nice sister and motivating my bro to complete his holiday homework. i swear, he has a super short attention span. my parents should consider sending him to the shrink to seek help. haha.. if they really did, it would be hilarious. i would definitely tag along on those visits to see the shrink. but obviously they aren't gonna do that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i so need to make a packlist. what a chore!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1993984913457020946-617185636869437084?l=justholdontight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justholdontight.blogspot.com/feeds/617185636869437084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1993984913457020946&amp;postID=617185636869437084&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1993984913457020946/posts/default/617185636869437084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1993984913457020946/posts/default/617185636869437084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justholdontight.blogspot.com/2009/03/compraining.html' title='compraining'/><author><name>vivien</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08943350588290513022</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1993984913457020946.post-1177207610175816218</id><published>2009-03-21T21:38:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-22T13:42:55.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy birthday ivy!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qMpb2vkWDEo/ScTrI7c-DlI/AAAAAAAAAow/8pb0kGFJ248/s1600-h/P1030408.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qMpb2vkWDEo/ScTrI7c-DlI/AAAAAAAAAow/8pb0kGFJ248/s320/P1030408.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315631998834708050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY&lt;b&gt; IVY&lt;/b&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope you like the stuff we got uuuuuu. (=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it was so sad la.. failed surprise attempt. among all the birthday surprises, i don't think i have ever failed luh.. oh man.. ivy! you are too observent. hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;planned on lunching at ASTON's at first, but we decided not after looking at the queue. so we settled for sushi. haa.. we ate until we could no longer stuff ourselves. you know its funny when i say i can no longer stuff myself, cuz the moment i thought of BJ's ice cream, i wasn't that full anymore. HAHA. im so unique. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no candid shots today. D=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah huh.. and then the present! omg.. for the entire month i've been suppressing the matter to myself, being unable to blog about it. i heart my t-shirt!! and the jigsaw piece.. and the &lt;s&gt;dog collar&lt;/s&gt; handphone strap! YAY. haha.. i feel so happy, and you wouldn't understand. i don't know.. i know im usually on the happy side, but now im exta extra happy. i just like the stuff ALOT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qMpb2vkWDEo/ScTt9L8-1dI/AAAAAAAAApA/bC9UlltOgWM/s1600-h/tshirt+back.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 241px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_qMpb2vkWDEo/ScTt9L8-1dI/AAAAAAAAApA/bC9UlltOgWM/s320/tshirt+back.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315635095640397266" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is what's on the back of the t-shirt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qMpb2vkWDEo/ScTt8sORGxI/AAAAAAAAAo4/RoDY7Hgm47M/s1600-h/t+shirt+plus+jigsaw.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 204px; height: 261px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_qMpb2vkWDEo/ScTt8sORGxI/AAAAAAAAAo4/RoDY7Hgm47M/s320/t+shirt+plus+jigsaw.png" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315635087122963218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;front view. plus the jigsaw piece. it has all four of our names engraved on it, but at the same time, each jigsaw piece is special. do the math.. you should be able to figure. if you think im typing in tongues, then forget it.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1993984913457020946-1177207610175816218?l=justholdontight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justholdontight.blogspot.com/feeds/1177207610175816218/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1993984913457020946&amp;postID=1177207610175816218&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1993984913457020946/posts/default/1177207610175816218'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1993984913457020946/posts/default/1177207610175816218'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justholdontight.blogspot.com/2009/03/happy-birthday-ivy.html' title='happy birthday ivy!'/><author><name>vivien</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08943350588290513022</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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_qMpb2vkWDEo/ScTrI7c-DlI/AAAAAAAAAow/8pb0kGFJ248/s72-c/P1030408.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1993984913457020946.post-1976771356179386545</id><published>2009-03-20T23:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-21T00:34:22.880+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tv rocks</title><content type='html'>who would know that watching tv would make me appreciate my life more. everyone should go and watch "i shouldn't be alive". it would definitely make you look at life in a different light. looking at how those people struggle to stay alive and not giving up, makes me feel so ashamed of complaining about trivial this and thats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and mind you, they aren't the usual cliche-ish sympathetic stories of how ppl fight their diseases or terminal illnesses. last week's story was surviving on a freaking life boat for 10 days in shark infested waters. today's story was a family getting stuck in a snow storm cuz they drove the wrong path, and were 50 miles away from civilisation and they couldn't call for help cuz they didnt have a cell phone. (btw, it was 1992 when it happened. so the cell phone wasnt really established yet.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then.. there's the 9pm ch 8 show. dumb, show, but never fails to crack me up. haha.. every time i look at how the auntie from the show acts, it kinda reminds me of my father. super cheapo. but thankfully my father isn't cheapo to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;that&lt;/span&gt; extent. the auntie on tv packs any sort of FREE stuff into her plastic bag which she carries around with her 24/7. thank god my father doesn't do that. although during chinese new yr he kinda instructed my bro to take action on the free oranges. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i learnt something new today. YAY&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1993984913457020946-1976771356179386545?l=justholdontight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justholdontight.blogspot.com/feeds/1976771356179386545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1993984913457020946&amp;postID=1976771356179386545&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1993984913457020946/posts/default/1976771356179386545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1993984913457020946/posts/default/1976771356179386545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justholdontight.blogspot.com/2009/03/tv-rocks.html' title='tv rocks'/><author><name>vivien</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08943350588290513022</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1993984913457020946.post-4151428624681898454</id><published>2009-03-18T20:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-18T20:58:47.055+08:00</updated><title type='text'>super worn out</title><content type='html'>holy cow. my butt hurts. its the consequence of a combination of yesterday's bowling and today's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;cyclin&lt;/span&gt;g. then you may go.. how would bowling affect a person's butt? haiya. i can't be bothered to explain. maybe some day when you become a pro bowler you'll know. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;results are out (duh). for those who know, know. those who dont know and want to know, u can be kaypo and come and ask me. i don't think its very nice to go advertising on the entire internet for the world to see.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i haven't told my parents abt results though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the stupid new version of windows live messenger keeps making me dc and i dont know why. i find it so stupid that my name and display pic are popping up every few minutes on someone else's screen. anw.. i uninstalled the dumb thing and installed the old one. haha. hope the stupid dc-ing goes away for goodness sake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chalet is next week! its so friggin fast. i so need to go make arrangments. haa. i seriously hope that im high enough during chalet. i shall ingest lots of chocolate to keep me awake since i detest coffee, and hopefully in the process i don't get a soar throat. HA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1993984913457020946-4151428624681898454?l=justholdontight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justholdontight.blogspot.com/feeds/4151428624681898454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1993984913457020946&amp;postID=4151428624681898454&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1993984913457020946/posts/default/4151428624681898454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1993984913457020946/posts/default/4151428624681898454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justholdontight.blogspot.com/2009/03/super-worn-out.html' title='super worn out'/><author><name>vivien</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08943350588290513022</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1993984913457020946.post-6637393497078741390</id><published>2009-03-13T14:56:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-13T15:06:19.874+08:00</updated><title type='text'>friday the thirtheenth</title><content type='html'>its been 15 hours into friday the thirteenth, and i have nothing bad to report. in fact, things have been running quite smoothly for me. i ironed 2 shirts and the iron was rather cooperative. then i got free lunch from my mammy. and later i shall cook porridge with cheese tofu and an egg for tea break. and the best...... pizza for dinner. haha.. today sounds like a cool day. YAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="xsMEKoia" title="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"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="javascript:decryptText('xsMEKoia','Does%20vivien%20like%20green?%20(type%20either%20yes%20or%20no%20as%20the%20password)')" text=""&gt;My Wednesday the Eleventh.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well.. so that was my wednesday the eleventh. it was actually worse than friday the thirteenth. while every one believes that friday the thirteenth is unlucky, i shall be unique. my unlucky day will be wednesday the eleventh! hahaha. the next wednesday the eleventh is november 2009, which is a long time more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1993984913457020946-6637393497078741390?l=justholdontight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justholdontight.blogspot.com/feeds/6637393497078741390/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1993984913457020946&amp;postID=6637393497078741390&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1993984913457020946/posts/default/6637393497078741390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1993984913457020946/posts/default/6637393497078741390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justholdontight.blogspot.com/2009/03/friday-thirtheenth.html' title='friday the thirtheenth'/><author><name>vivien</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08943350588290513022</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1993984913457020946.post-7369884349859634058</id><published>2009-03-10T19:49:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-10T19:50:07.741+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cooking is cool</title><content type='html'>i did something cool. i attempted to fry eggs! okay.. it may not seem like such a big deal to you, but it's definitely a big deal to me okay. anw.. this holidays i shall add one more thing to my list of things i wanna do. i shall learn how to cook. and the best part is i shall do it secretly. so the others will think that my grand mother is the one cooking, but no.. its actually me. i hope they cant tell that there's a difference. haa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh.. and you know the list of things i wanna do this holidays, ha. i notice i've been randomly dishing out things i wanna do, and not really putting it down anywhere. so by the time i think of something i wanna do, i would have already forgotten what i wanted to do before. haha.. wat a joker. so i shall stop being a joker now, and list down everything here in this very post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. learn photoshop&lt;br /&gt;2. learn how to cook&lt;br /&gt;3. er.. chinese&lt;br /&gt;4. i can't rmb what else lah. i'm sure there's more than this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh well.. i shall just accumulate whatever comes to mind on a post it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;speaking about post its.. did you know post its are fabulous ant killers? i'm referring to the sticky part. all you have to do is make sure the ant is stuck on the sticky part. and then, its a slow death. haha. poor ants. to all the ants i've killed, its just too bad i saw you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmr.. i hope i can give away 1 lollipop and 2 packets of sweets. (=&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1993984913457020946-7369884349859634058?l=justholdontight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justholdontight.blogspot.com/feeds/7369884349859634058/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1993984913457020946&amp;postID=7369884349859634058&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1993984913457020946/posts/default/7369884349859634058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1993984913457020946/posts/default/7369884349859634058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justholdontight.blogspot.com/2009/03/cooking-is-cool.html' title='cooking is cool'/><author><name>vivien</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08943350588290513022</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1993984913457020946.post-5063116961642322105</id><published>2009-03-09T22:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-09T22:12:57.852+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cbox is back</title><content type='html'>okay.. i decided to put my cbox back. but i shan't remove my comments tag anyway. i like it there. it gives me a neat impression. yep. i know.. im indecisive. haa. actually im not indecisive. im just being smart and weighing my options. see... i learn fast. we've always been told during history and social studies to weigh our options. heh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i am currently suffering from a soar thumb. its literally soar. hais. the consequences of playing too much dead or alive. damn the controller. they should design a controller that doesn't give the user internal bleeding of the finger after a long period of use. maybe next year's yr 1s can use that for their IDEA project. lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went for fop bonding session today. it was okay la. anw.. got in to foc as well. so now i guess im a facil. haa. i hope its fun. especially the night walk!! i cant wait. oh.. and chalet, which is soon. but before that.. results. which are like next week. why is time passing so quickly?!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1993984913457020946-5063116961642322105?l=justholdontight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justholdontight.blogspot.com/feeds/5063116961642322105/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1993984913457020946&amp;postID=5063116961642322105&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1993984913457020946/posts/default/5063116961642322105'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1993984913457020946/posts/default/5063116961642322105'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justholdontight.blogspot.com/2009/03/cbox-is-back.html' title='cbox is back'/><author><name>vivien</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08943350588290513022</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1993984913457020946.post-4899459951324358630</id><published>2009-03-08T19:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-08T19:02:44.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'>new skin</title><content type='html'>New Blogskin~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;chang chang chang! haha.. its time to throw imaginary confetti and invite the lion dance. so.. kind of a major change. cbox is goneee. im using haloscan's comment widget. so dont be mistaken and have the mindset that there's no cbox, therefore no commenting. you can still leave me a comment by simply clicking on the comments button, and a pop up will surface. so you dont have to worry abt going to another page.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh oh.. and the big picture which says &lt;strong&gt;"punch this potatoe. curse that carrot"&lt;/strong&gt;. that is the banner i made using photoshop. haha.. it doesnt look very pro, but its alright. i like!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my sister keeps playing the disneyland themepark songs...... it makes me feel so nostalgic! and.. did you know that disney will turn 54 this year? me and aud were discussing going back to disneyland when they celebrate their 75th birthday. that leaves me with 20 years to save up. haha.. the time should be sufficient for me to save up for at least 2 disney tickets. oh gosh.. i wanna ride on california screaming. some day when im rich, i will build a roller coaster in my backyard.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1993984913457020946-4899459951324358630?l=justholdontight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justholdontight.blogspot.com/feeds/4899459951324358630/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1993984913457020946&amp;postID=4899459951324358630&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1993984913457020946/posts/default/4899459951324358630'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1993984913457020946/posts/default/4899459951324358630'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justholdontight.blogspot.com/2009/03/new-skin.html' title='new skin'/><author><name>vivien</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08943350588290513022</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1993984913457020946.post-2811231798509553409</id><published>2009-03-05T19:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-05T19:46:59.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my feet are aching</title><content type='html'>super tired now lah.. but i dont wanna sleep. i wanna watch hannah montanah later at 8pm. for those who dont know and think hannah montanah is for kids, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;its not&lt;/span&gt; okay.. you should try watching. it cures boredom and makes people laugh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;why is it that when im looking for something easy to find, i just cannot find it. when im not on the look out, it purposely shows itself. how annoying.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1993984913457020946-2811231798509553409?l=justholdontight.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://justholdontight.blogspot.com/feeds/2811231798509553409/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1993984913457020946&amp;postID=2811231798509553409&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1993984913457020946/posts/default/2811231798509553409'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1993984913457020946/posts/default/2811231798509553409'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://justholdontight.blogspot.com/2009/03/my-feet-are-aching.html' title='my feet are aching'/><author><name>vivien</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/08943350588290513022</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
