<?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-14792030</id><updated>2011-04-22T05:32:56.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Manipulation-</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manipulation-.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14792030/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manipulation-.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14792030/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>ShuMei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06138187027194847547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETGpGRSN7bY/SX_nyqMBQOI/AAAAAAAAAEs/EZGtJ99eRnM/S220/icon_shumei.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>108</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14792030.post-680073393961307274</id><published>2007-12-30T09:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-19T14:16:58.787+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mission Sex Control &amp; National Treasure</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Saturday, 29 December 2007&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out with JiaYin, JiaMin and &lt;s&gt;Clown&lt;/s&gt; Shawn; What a rojak group of people. It was fun, and we didn't have much awkward moments hanging out together. All was good. :D Oh, I &lt;i&gt;almost&lt;/i&gt; gnawed Shawn, to my own surprise. All JiaYin's (and, indirectly, Puppet's) fault. &lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/yuck5ea.gif" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to catch &lt;b&gt;Alien Vs Predator II&lt;/b&gt;, but it will only be open in cinemas on New Year's Day. &lt;b&gt;Warlords&lt;/b&gt; was only showing at 11pm, so we ended up watching &lt;b&gt;Mission Sex Control&lt;/b&gt;, this seriously draggy and retarded Korean movie. It was amusing at some parts, but overall just a sucky show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/305.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mission accomplished. I never thought it would be so easy, haha. Next up, M18 &gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Supper was a treat from me and JiaMin - satay + otah + drinks. So JiaYin and Shawn are gonna treat us next time. Note to self: Must remember to step on JiaYin's feet. 0:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sunday, 30 December 2007&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/301207.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did homework with Yunqi in the morning, and we had &lt;i&gt;kway chup&lt;/i&gt; for lunch. Waited for Gabriel and SungMing before we headed to Vivocity for &lt;b&gt;National Treasure: Book of Secrets&lt;/b&gt;. It was good, much better than some stupid movie on preventing rural families in Korea from having more children. *rolls eyes*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yunqi left after the movie. The three of us had dinner at Ti Amo, where Gabriel the smartass almost picked up a fight with the waiter. -.-" My stomach was going to explode, so proteins-hungry SungMing finished up my fish&amp;chips for me. Thank you very much for not wasting food. :D Gabriel pangseh-ed us, so SungMing and I made our way to JiaYin's house, and ended up in the wrong block. My bad. :p Spent half an hour talking about a whole lot of stuff before leaving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I seriously gotta get down to work. :\&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14792030-680073393961307274?l=manipulation-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manipulation-.blogspot.com/feeds/680073393961307274/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14792030&amp;postID=680073393961307274' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14792030/posts/default/680073393961307274'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14792030/posts/default/680073393961307274'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manipulation-.blogspot.com/2007/12/mission-sex-control-national-treasure.html' title='Mission Sex Control &amp; National Treasure'/><author><name>ShuMei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06138187027194847547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETGpGRSN7bY/SX_nyqMBQOI/AAAAAAAAAEs/EZGtJ99eRnM/S220/icon_shumei.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14792030.post-7856223073104009509</id><published>2007-12-25T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-19T14:16:30.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Merry Christmas 2007</title><content type='html'>Three more days till school starts again. If you know me well enough, you should know that I've already done all my homework and prepared myself for the new school year ahead. Yup, I've done them all. Mmhmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;/EDIT @ 29 DECEMBER 2007 6.58PM&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got to know JunHui this morning when he came to collect his photos. He made a second trip to the shop to pass me green bean soup in the evening even though we just met. So sweet (and cute) right! &lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/blush0tx.gif" border="0"&gt; Too bad I don't like green bean soup very much, so I brought it to JiaYin's place to share with everyone else, haha. The good thing is that I won't see him ever again, and it's always better to just keep those good thoughts about people. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="green"&gt;"Y'know that Shawn huh, he bears a striking resemblance..."&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#FF1493"&gt;"To...?"&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="green"&gt;"Cecilia."&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LMAO! Poor Shawn...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;暧昧, 相思, 懊恼. &lt;img src="http://www.xanga.com/images/bummed.gif" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;/EDIT @ 29 DECEMBER 2007 12.07AM&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#BB000E"&gt;&lt;b&gt;MERRY CHRISTMAS, EVERYONE! :)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="red"&gt;Update: Edited, lengthened, still no photos.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Christmas this year is just plain tiring for me. &gt;&lt; In all the rush and weariness, I have already forgotten many of the things which happened. Either that or time just flies when we're having fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Adrian drove me to KBT at 8am on the 24th, and I was barely in a conscious state of mind. He was telling me something, but I forgot what he said the moment I stumbled out of the car. HAHA. Had my breakfast with 8th and 9th granduncles, Uncle KZ, Uncle Kiat and Adrian (all uncle-like figures) because Zai, Di, and Yi couldn't bloody wake up early enough. It was fun nonetheless, listening to stories about the KBT kids when we were little. ;) Di had long hair, omgz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The three pigs came down later, looking like zombies, tsk tsk tsk. Peeled potatoes with 5th and 9th grandaunties (I'm so guai! *smirks*), played Taidi &lt;3 with the guys as we sang old pop songs in the office, packed the drums and gongs (Uncle KZ says we can buy a new set soon &lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/yay1lj.gif" border="0"&gt;), and we got to work. Since the aunts weren't present, the four of us were left to make decisions on our own. We have such fabulous teamwork, it's like we can read one another's minds. &lt;b&gt;KBT team&lt;/b&gt; ♥ I got a bit tired in the afternoon, and fell asleep while sitting on the chair unknowingly. My &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;very  fabulous&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; 8th granduncle punched me in the stomach and I woke up shocked. Wahlao -.- Oh, we also shared &lt;u&gt;ghost stories&lt;/u&gt;! There were so many experiences at KBT last time, and we had much to tell newbie Adrian. It's such a pity those stuff died down a lot as we grow older. I don't see people kenna possessed and acting weirdly anymore. :( Dinner was buffet, but we didn't manage to get the good stuff, as usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bathed at the 8ths' place, and watched some cable TV before heading back to KBT. The aunts came from work, and had a looooong discussion with the adults about upcoming KBT events. January'08 is damn packed! &gt;&lt; Our Christmas celebration was simple yet hilarious. We sang Christmas songs in bits and pieces while counting down because nobody knows how to sing a complete one, haha! Ended up singing &lt;b&gt;Chinese New Year&lt;/b&gt; songs. Must be in the upbringing. Logcake-cutting session, stinky red wine, snatching of the DS Lite &amp; PSP, loads of noise and laughter. ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reached home at about 12.30am, a quick shower, and cabbed to Charlene's house. The midnight charge was just scary. Reached at around 12.40am, and I was feeling quite high. Kido called at 1+am and &lt;i&gt;KNN&lt;/i&gt;-ed me because she didn't receive an sms from me. Network was jammed please. :( Sparklers, mentos + coke experiments, more Taidi, much talking, a couple of pictures, and I fell asleep on the couch at around 4am. Couldn't help it, I was seriously tired. Woke up at 8am, waited for the rest to wake up, whacked JiaYin with pillows, took breakfast, exchanged gifts, and I had to make a move.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was off to KBT again, about ten minutes after I reached home. Bathed in record time man! I usually take at least an hour to get ready before going out. :p Did some work, and a bunch of us went to check out a Malay wedding nearby. We didn't know it was a wedding, and thought a temple was out visiting because we heard the distinctive crack of a whip repeatedly. For the first time in my life, I saw &lt;b&gt;horse spirits&lt;/b&gt;! I never knew that they exist. Omg, it was just cool. Jimmy said he's heard of them, but they seldom appear in Singapore. We're lucky! :D Zai and I thought those guys were possessed by spirits of generals or something, but no, we later realised that they were horses. O_o I found it interestingly strange, really. You gotta see it to know how cool it really is. Zai and I were the only KBT team people left in the afternoon because the aunts went home and the rest didn't turn up. We went back for a second round of &lt;i&gt;horses-watching&lt;/i&gt; with 8th granduncle, got sianed, and I fell asleep on the chair around 5pm again. This time, 8th granduncle shouted into my ear, &lt;b&gt;"Mei ah!"&lt;/b&gt; Urgh. #$%^! Changed location; Zai and I took a nap on the couch in the office until 8pm. We missed dinner and nobody bothered to wake us up! Damn hungry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We burned loads of incense paper, talked loads, and laughed loads. Oh man oh man oh man, Jan'08 will be so exciting and busy! We're gonna sleep over at KBT during one of those days, I cannot wait!!! :D Mason's wedding is two days after Yong's, and we all got to go back to KBT on the day between their weddings. One week later, it's the KBT sleepover which will eventually become a pre-CNY celebration, I'm sure. ;) What better things to do while passing time in the middle of the night when nobody is supposed to sleep other than cards and mahjong? Quoting 9th granduncle, "那个时候，这里就是我们的天下！" We would need to turn vegetarian for three days though, 'cause Mr Teo said so. The problem is, being brought up in KBT and always well-fed with meat, I am a &lt;b&gt;meatarian&lt;/b&gt;. Most of us are, really. Mr Teo knows that, so it's a challenge. &lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/yuck5ea.gif" border="0"&gt; If not eating meat and turning vegetarian is going to make us feel more peaceful in the mind during those three days, then so be it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two weddings in one weekend, with the exact same bunch of people. Very cool.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14792030-7856223073104009509?l=manipulation-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manipulation-.blogspot.com/feeds/7856223073104009509/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14792030&amp;postID=7856223073104009509' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14792030/posts/default/7856223073104009509'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14792030/posts/default/7856223073104009509'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manipulation-.blogspot.com/2007/12/merry-christmas-2007.html' title='Merry Christmas 2007'/><author><name>ShuMei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06138187027194847547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETGpGRSN7bY/SX_nyqMBQOI/AAAAAAAAAEs/EZGtJ99eRnM/S220/icon_shumei.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14792030.post-6180050457557659172</id><published>2007-12-22T09:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-19T14:15:45.682+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ling Guang Ai Old Folks' Home</title><content type='html'>Friday morning was spent at Ling Guang Ai Old Folks' Home with the volunteers of CCS. It was an eye opener and a really fabulous experience, making elderly happy with the songs (oldies and Christmas carols) and dances. I'm starting to really love CCS. &lt;b&gt;Y4E rules&lt;/b&gt;, period. :D Poking the camera in the faces of people can make them feel scared, lol. Photos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/21120701.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argh, Clement and Joel!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/21120702.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y4E preparing before the performance - Jame, Joel, Alexandra, Grace, Belinda, GuanYan.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/21120703.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;因为有爱，所以传神。&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/21120704.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Joel thinks he's very shuai. Who agrees?&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/21120705.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;GuanYan has a cute dimple! :)&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/21120706.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought this photo was damn cool. The lighting just seems a bit off.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/21120707.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Elderly volunteers who danced some chinese dance kinda thingum.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/21120709.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clement sang and jammed a little :D&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/21120710.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MeiYue jiefound my camera intimidating at first (I pointed it right into her face), after that she was pulling me to help her take photos, HAHA!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/21120711.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr. Lee, one of the two Santa Clauses. Their "hohoho!"s were plain adorable.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/21120712.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They look happy. But I feel really sad.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/21120713.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/21120714.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/21120715.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/21120716.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/21120717.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/21120718.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The ahgong doesn't look happy having a photo taken with GuanYan.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/21120719.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The volunteers also performed the hoopla game. I'm damn n00b at it la. -.-&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/21120720.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Belinda sang, &lt;font color="orange"&gt;"我很矮，但是我很可爱。"&lt;/font&gt; Laugh until I stomachache xD&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/21120721.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Angelic volunteers and loveable Santa Clauses gave out presents!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/21120722.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ZhaoEr jie and MeiYue jie, two of my favourite people at CCS &lt;3&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/21120723.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The other uncle totally ignored us! Probably because Grace ain't loveable enough :p&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/21120724.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was chasing Jame around with the camera and did panning by accident, haha!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/21120725.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y4E with Clement, Mama and MeiYue jie. ♥&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/21120726.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We found a cool sign on the way back. ;) I think Joel lugged it home.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took 954mb worth of photos (almost 300 of them!), totally pwnz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spent the night at JiaYin's house. Was supposed to watch &lt;b&gt;Eye 2&lt;/b&gt; with her, but JiaMin and I backed out so we ended up watching our favourite horror-less horror movie, &lt;b&gt;Stay Alive&lt;/b&gt;. I dozed off at around 3am when JY was watching &lt;b&gt;Ratatouille&lt;/b&gt;, haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14792030-6180050457557659172?l=manipulation-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manipulation-.blogspot.com/feeds/6180050457557659172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14792030&amp;postID=6180050457557659172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14792030/posts/default/6180050457557659172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14792030/posts/default/6180050457557659172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manipulation-.blogspot.com/2007/12/ling-guang-ai-old-folks-home.html' title='Ling Guang Ai Old Folks&apos; Home'/><author><name>ShuMei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06138187027194847547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETGpGRSN7bY/SX_nyqMBQOI/AAAAAAAAAEs/EZGtJ99eRnM/S220/icon_shumei.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14792030.post-8678589885465890820</id><published>2007-12-20T20:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-19T14:15:15.703+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reminiscene, Movie Marathon, and Density On The Rise</title><content type='html'>My sister couldn't find her uniform just now. When my mom said that she gave &lt;b&gt;ALL&lt;/b&gt; our Yangzheng uniforms away to the donation thingum set up at YZ and not one set was left, this overwhelming sadness came over me, and I seriously started crying like nobody's business. I think I felt heartbroken, or a kind of sadness to that degree anyway. It felt as though a part of me was gone just like that. *snaps fingers* Ripped away from me, and never coming back. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/yzpsuniform.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Super old, just look at the colours. And my mom took off the nametag.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;It was and is not just a uniform.&lt;/b&gt; It symbolises the memories which the bunch of us shared together in Yangzheng. The memories, tears, joy, irritaion, frustration, jokes, rumours which we shared cannot and will not be wiped out so easily, I'm sure. But once the item of significance is taken away from you, it hurts really badly. Not just hurt, I admit that I was scared too. It surprised me as well, but I truly felt fear. Fear that I may forget what we have encountered during those six long years. Fear that I may forget the friendships built over that period of time. Fear that once the uniform is gone, all those precious and dear to me will go with it as well. Six years. When I graduated from Yangzheng, that was half my life then. And the close friends whom I have made from Yangzheng? I have known them for almost half my life now. I have always thought that our friendship is going strong, and that we'd really remain close friends 'til we are old and have dentures or something. But reality has proven to me that I was wrong, because sometimes, people just disappear from your life - whether you like it or not. Primary school friends have always been very, very dear to me. These are  friendships built on years and years worth of memories. But somebody (stupid Clement) once told me that friendship built without challenges is vulnerable. And now, I feel that it is true. We have never had fights or quarrels amongst ourselves before. People just strangely disappear. If we have had fights or whatever stupid things and still could remain great friends, it would seem so much more secure. It's like, we can withstand obstacles which come our way! But no, I can't be sure as of now. In fact, I'm constantly worrying if everything will just fall apart gradually and that's the end of things. Damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, turned out that my mom was only kidding anyway. I still have one last set of uniform. Zzz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Movie marathon at JiaYin's house was just as usual. Caleb, Gabriel and Fiona went, and it was a nice and small gathering. :) Started at 9+am with cartoons on the cable, and we proceeded on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/kill-bill-2.jpg" border="2"&gt; &lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/30_days_of_night.jpg" border="2"&gt; &lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/forbidden20City20Cop.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched &lt;b&gt;Kill Bill 2&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;b&gt;30 Days Of Night&lt;/b&gt;, and some silly Stephen Chow show. Kill Bill 1 was so much more interesting and cooler than the sequel, or maybe it's just because I missed about twenty minutes of the show since I went to buy lunch for the rest of them. Told ya I'm nice. Apparently many people died consecutively when I was out, sianzxzx. -.- The vampires were seriously retarded and ugly in 30DON. *rolls eyes* Uncivilised too! Let's not talk about the gory parts, they always change the scenes when the most gory parts are supposed to appear, so there really isn't much gore. I almost cried at the ending though, it was so sad. Stephen Chow's show was lame and cute at the same time, like always. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a good talk after watching the movies, and it was really cool since we were like, &lt;font color="green"&gt;"talking about matters of the heart"&lt;/font&gt;, quoting Caleb. Dinner at Ti Amo, and the topic simply continued from before. I had a lot to tell Weirdo, but it was tough to find a point to begin with, so I didn't say much after all. Too bad. I think JiaYin got her confirmation answer today. Yes we understand, but no cannot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not much of a liar afterall. Dang. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And some guys are just so damn dense! Plus fickleminded. Tsk.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14792030-8678589885465890820?l=manipulation-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manipulation-.blogspot.com/feeds/8678589885465890820/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14792030&amp;postID=8678589885465890820' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14792030/posts/default/8678589885465890820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14792030/posts/default/8678589885465890820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manipulation-.blogspot.com/2007/12/reminiscene-movie-marathon-and-density.html' title='Reminiscene, Movie Marathon, and Density On The Rise'/><author><name>ShuMei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06138187027194847547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETGpGRSN7bY/SX_nyqMBQOI/AAAAAAAAAEs/EZGtJ99eRnM/S220/icon_shumei.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14792030.post-525825168611027419</id><published>2007-12-17T01:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-19T14:14:26.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My Guy, A Magical Toyshop, And A Lot Of Protein</title><content type='html'>I've been spending the past few days with my &lt;b&gt;new guy&lt;/b&gt;. He's kind of small in terms of built comparatively (but strong nonetheless), and seriously tanned (chaota already), but I love him. &lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/love2ok.gif" border="0"&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;Introducing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/15120701.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My very own Canon EOS 400D!&lt;/b&gt; ♥♥♥&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also known as &lt;b&gt;Rebel XTi&lt;/b&gt;. It's so pretty, isn't it! &lt;i&gt;No, you can't disagree.&lt;/i&gt; I spent &lt;b&gt;all&lt;/b&gt; (yes, ALL) my salary on this blob of metal + glass + plastic + chips, so I'm really going to treasure it. Despite discouragements from my close friends and nonchalance from my family, I bought my first dSLR! *dances around* It may not be the best way to use my salary (should have saved it up, bought some books, yada yada), but it's the way &lt;b&gt;I&lt;/b&gt; want to use it. I've never been a follow-your brain-not-your-heart person anyway. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, I'm currently terribly broke. All angbaos, presents, and treats are welcomed. Thank you very much. :] I do think I'm mad sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/15120702.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday night was spent with JiaYin, JiaMin, and a bunch of JiaMin's friends over steamboat buffet. I got stepped on the big toe by JiaYin (she totally &lt;u&gt;jumped&lt;/u&gt; on it okay) and it freaking started bleeding! I'm so going to gang up with Clown one day and step on hers man. Got scalded by spurting oil while cooking for JY too. :( Protein overdose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stayed over at JY's, and we talked till about 3am before we knocked out. Woke up really early, because the curtains weren't pulled and blinding sunlight was let in. Wahbiang. Brunch at Macs was cool, because we met our old friend XueTing. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caleb &amp; Charlene came over in the afternoon, and we played cards and took photos with the Rebel!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/16120701.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Camwhoring with a dSLR was not easy after all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/16120702.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caleb's interesting expressions/poses, as usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i247.photobucket.com/albums/gg152/missshutterbug/mr_magoriums_wonder_emporium1.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caleb planned a gathering (THANK YOU VERY MUCH, COUSIN! :D), so... Headed to YishunGV for &lt;b&gt;Mr Magorium's Wonder Emporium&lt;/b&gt; with Charlene, Caleb, Garbriel and SungMing. I never knew that it was so &lt;b&gt;dark&lt;/b&gt; (I'm not racist, &lt;i&gt;nonono&lt;/i&gt;) in GV Yishun, if you get what I mean. The theatre sucked big time, period. The movie was really cute, but it wasn't that good, unfortunately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Played arcade for a while; I beat Caleb at Time Crisis 4 and got 2nd for Daytona. Yes, I rock. It was Marina Square's &lt;b&gt;Seoul Garden&lt;/b&gt; for dinner. Yup, &lt;font color="#FF1493"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Eat first, lament later!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;I ate a damn lot, haha. The bill amounted to $145 for the five of us. Seriously, I doubt we even ate that much. As much as I was happily stuffing myself with chicken and beef and kimchi, it wasn't &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;thaaat&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; delicious, really. Gabriel says I'm quite pig for a girl, but I thought everyone already knew that. *shrugs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caleb left earlier, then Charlene went the other way from Serangoon MRT station, so I was stuck with the two aliens. We had a great time talking and laughing about *coughs* &lt;i&gt;fabricating evidence&lt;/i&gt;. Gabriel and I did anyway! :p Walked my dear twin to the bus interchange to wait for his bus (am I nice, or am I nice?), Gabriel left shortly after, and I went for a curryful supper at my grandmother's. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sms-ing until 3+am was really nice, because I gained a lot of new insights (and compliments HAHAHA). Plus, I was very much entertained. Am happy. Thank you. ♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14792030-525825168611027419?l=manipulation-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manipulation-.blogspot.com/feeds/525825168611027419/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14792030&amp;postID=525825168611027419' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14792030/posts/default/525825168611027419'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14792030/posts/default/525825168611027419'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manipulation-.blogspot.com/2007/12/my-guy-magical-toyshop-and-lot-of.html' title='My Guy, A Magical Toyshop, And A Lot Of Protein'/><author><name>ShuMei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06138187027194847547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETGpGRSN7bY/SX_nyqMBQOI/AAAAAAAAAEs/EZGtJ99eRnM/S220/icon_shumei.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14792030.post-4720957621181111338</id><published>2007-12-07T11:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-14T20:36:01.271+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Major Gathering 2007</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;[EDIT]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px;" src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/thegoldencompass.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;" There are worlds beyond our own.&lt;br /&gt;The compass will know the way. "&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the witches, seriously. They are always portrayed so interestingly in movies. Witches, vampires, werewolves - my favourite fictional beings. I like the various battle scenes the best though. :) Nicole Kidman is quite an actress, love it. Lord Asriel's daemon, the snow leopard, is the most beautiful daemon in the entire movie. &lt;3 Daemons of children are just really cute because they are so child-like even though they are animals. I'm starting to like fantasy movies. Can't wait for the next two movies from this epic trilogy to be out in theatres! It's a must-watch. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zhi Kai and I sat in the seats meant for handicaps because I couldn't be bothered to walk all the way to the second row and squeeze through people to our allocated seats. :p Inspired by Gabriel and Jeremiah, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am running a fever, -inserts swear words-. My body is getting weaker. &gt;:( I &lt;b&gt;didn't&lt;/b&gt; usually get sick just because I didn't sleep for one night plus. Sadded. Get well soon to JY as well! 同病相怜 &lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/hmpf9lu.gif" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;[/EDIT]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanted to blog in the &lt;i&gt;Day 1, Day 2&lt;/i&gt; mode, but I realised that I &lt;s&gt;cunt&lt;/s&gt; can't (oh, dang!) do that because it felt like an extremely long day to me. So I'll just blog about the chalet like it had been a loooooooong day. Was exhausted. Still am. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met up with Gabriel, Bryan and Fiona at about 1pm to shop for snacks and drinks for our dearest friends. And a cute tube of pokemon toothpaste. I shall not reiterate how ungentlemanly Bryan is. Oh, I just did, didn't I? Hung around at Macs for about half an hour, and Fiona's mom kindly fetched us to the chalet at Costa Sands Downtown East. Settled down, watched about half of &lt;b&gt;Secret&lt;/b&gt;, and lazed around until the others arrive. They arrived at almost 4pm, waaaay past my estimated time of 3pm. Jaren and I were wearing the same shirt, lol. We have such fabulous taste. *smirks*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/thechalet0701.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take I. Gabriel threw a pillow at me, that evil thing. I meant &lt;b&gt;the pillow&lt;/b&gt;, yeah.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/thechalet0702.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take II. Nobody bothered to look at me at all. -.-" Ooh, Charlene's shorts are reflective!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/thechalet0703.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the usual random pictures, haha.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/thechalet0704.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't know how, but SungMing, Gabriel and I ended up in a mini pillow fight.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JieYing had to leave (very) early, unfortunately. Went cycling, and everyone got sprayed by &lt;b&gt;mud&lt;/b&gt; from the back wheels of our own bikes as we cycled over muddy puddles. -inserts random swear words- Our feet, pants and back of shirts were splattered with mud. Except for Bryan, who cleverly decided to sit in front while double-biking with Fiona. Very... Nice. Saw horses with enormous male reproductive organs, they were rather amazing actually. Met Pearlie at Subway (we really hugged and said hi, lol!), where she almost immediately pointed out a gay to me. Seeing homosexuals when Pearlie and I meet have started to become a strange trend. :\ Linked five tables together because we're such inconsiderate customers, and we had a super loud dinner. Shaun and Zina came around then too. &lt;font color="#999999"&gt;"A B C D, five letters."&lt;/font&gt; I'm sure that's five letters huh! :p After much dilly-dallying, most of us headed back to the chalet room to hang out while four people disappeared. Hmmm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we settled down again, I decided to take out the snacks so that we could pig out. I threw a packet of Lays too high up, and &lt;b&gt;BOM!&lt;/b&gt;, it hit the spinning fan and exploded. Raining potato chips, woohoo! Stunned. Then everyone started laughing and hyperventilating. &lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="red"&gt;SM PWNZ EVERYONE.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt; Should have thrown Jack N' Jill instead right. Lays is more expensive. :\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/thechalet0705.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ChunKeet did his wushu/kungfu exercises and rolled off the bed, oopsie. Then I made him do split thrice, despite feeling pained and all, so that I could take photos, HAHA. I wanted to make him do his high-kick thing in slow motion (quite impossible, really) so that I could take more photos, but he looked like he wanted to commit suicide on the spot. xD I'm such a terrible person. No, I &lt;b&gt;did not&lt;/b&gt; render him sterile! Fiona exaggerated. At most a bit weaker only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/thechalet0706.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charlene, Caleb, SungMing, Fiona, Zina and I played Blackjack while ChunKeet, Marcus, Jaren and JiaYin played Bridge. Fiona and Zina lost, so they had to treat us to McDonald's 60¢ icecream. My lame idea, thank you very much. *bows* Thank you Fiona &amp; Zina. :) JunSean reached when we were going out to Macs to get the icecream. Shaun left shortly after we returned, but he left his box of panadol in the room. JunSean popped panadol because it was free. JunSean also bathed because it was free. Quoting ChunKeet, &lt;font color="#999999"&gt;"Yau kwee!"&lt;/font&gt; Oh oh oh, I love the picture in Marcus' wallet. It's so sweet. Even I don't have it in my wallet. Seriously, THANK YOU &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/thechalet0707.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More random shots :D&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/thechalet0708.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a happy and fun night; all the laughter, &lt;i&gt;general knowledge&lt;/i&gt; education, dirty jokes, lame shizz. We were constantly laughing and shouting because everything was freaking hilarious. Could have breached the chalet's noise pollution thing. We also caused a lot of pointless &lt;u&gt;mind pollutions&lt;/u&gt; to poor innocent friends! JiaYin has got to be the most innocent person I know. Fiona, &lt;font color="orange"&gt;"jiayin's a dangerously innocent person, who spouts appalling questions with an honestly innocent face, holycrap."&lt;/font&gt; JunSean acts innocent only, wth! I was cheated by him for the past, what, 6years. &lt;font color="blue"&gt;"Wait, you know what's a dick right?"&lt;/font&gt; xD ShanZhi popped by for a short while, and we seized the chance to do some height comparisons. Due to the fact that I promised the vertically-challenged party that I won't post the photo up on the blog, I won't. I am so nice, yeah I know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At about 10pm or so, Charlene, Caleb, Zina, SungMing and Marcus left. :( Initially, it was just Bryan, Fiona, JunSean and I who were staying over. But the chalet was so damn fun, Gabriel, ChunKeet, Jaren and JiaYin decided to stay over as well! Impromptu decisions and phone calls, love loads la. :D SungMing left me his cookie, yay nice twin! I ate it up in the middle of the night 'cause I was damn hungry. Talked about relationship issues, FHM &amp; Playboy mags, body languages, love stories, etc. The four of us wearing black (JunSean bathed and changed) were ostracised, most unfortunately. :( They refused to allow us to sit on the same bed as them because they think we'd blah blah blah, what crap logic and theory. The people who outcast us labelled themselves as the "Outcasts", how very interesting eh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/thechalet0709.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some kind of friends, outcast us. 6years/3years. *heartbreaks*&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Macs for supper at 2am because we were really hungry, and restocked at Cheers to keep us awake. Talked, played cards, ate, and talked some more (while Bryan slept) until 6am. After which, we headed to the beach to, get this!, &lt;b&gt;watch sunrise&lt;/b&gt;. We waited from when it was dark to day light. But we still didn't catch the sunrise anyway. &lt;b&gt;Wrong side!&lt;/b&gt; Urgh, hilarious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/thechalet0710.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ChunKeet and JiaYin taught Gabriel and I how to play Bridge (we're still n00b, but that's okay) while the rest finally decided to go sleep. Fancy sleeping at 7+am! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/thechalet0711.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rafflesian pigs.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I guess we were all seriously tired. They woke up at about 10am, and we checked out with the chalet room in a really bad state. Rubbish everywhere. :\ Gabriel left us for his other friends, and the rest of us took bus back home. Most of us ended up sleeping on the bus, exhausted. The cute tube of pokemon toothpaste which we bought was useless after all, because nobody brushed his or her teeth during the two days. &lt;b&gt;All bad breath. :X&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/thechalet0712.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love the group photo. &lt;i&gt;Twins have equally long fringes.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Even though it was really tiring, it was way fun! Major thanks to Fiona and Fiona's mom (!!!), and everyone who gave us enough face to turn up. ♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14792030-4720957621181111338?l=manipulation-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manipulation-.blogspot.com/feeds/4720957621181111338/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14792030&amp;postID=4720957621181111338' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14792030/posts/default/4720957621181111338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14792030/posts/default/4720957621181111338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manipulation-.blogspot.com/2007/12/major-gathering-2007.html' title='The Major Gathering 2007'/><author><name>ShuMei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06138187027194847547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETGpGRSN7bY/SX_nyqMBQOI/AAAAAAAAAEs/EZGtJ99eRnM/S220/icon_shumei.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14792030.post-1517439679972904838</id><published>2007-12-05T08:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-14T20:34:51.521+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ulterior motives, Seafood, Badminton and more</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sunday, 02/12/07&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/02120701.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met Caleb and Charlene at Serangoon Macs in the afternoon to help Caleb complete his Christmas letters for ulterior motives (seriously!). Had to lug my box of markers and construction papers down. I'm so nice. We had a freaking hard time getting stamp and glue to seal the envelope. It was &lt;b&gt;SWS&lt;/b&gt;. Sealed With &lt;s&gt;Saliva&lt;/s&gt; Sticker. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/02120702.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that was seafood dinner at Chompchomp. Sambal sotongs, sambal stinkrays, la-la (pathetic amount), crayfish, sugarcane juice. I like crayfish! They're better than crabs, really. *prances* I got the gay straw for sugarcane juice. -.- Anyhow, it settled my seafood craving for a while. Went walking around at Serangoon Gardens...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="green"&gt;Caleb, "Ahchoo! (sneezes) Excuse me."&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#999999"&gt;Cashier in pet shop, "Yes?"&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#FF1493"&gt;*SM stifles laughter*&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caleb said I was rude, but hey, IT WAS SO DAMN FUNNY OKAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="red"&gt;"I wanna go to the internet shop."&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#FF1493"&gt;"The LAN shop?"&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="red"&gt;"Yeah"&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#FF1493"&gt;"Why, to play CS?"&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="red"&gt;"Feed Kads."&lt;/font&gt; (Neopets)&lt;br /&gt;I have such amazing friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Late night talk at the playground near JiaYin's place. Yeah, we met up with her after dinner. We haven't had late night talks for a really long time. It was a windy night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Monday, 03/12/07&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Couldn't accompany Caleb to get his new hairstyle, but he visited me with JiaYin at my workplace after his haircut anyway. Caleb, you look better already. Not stunningly hot and glamorous, but good enough. :) I thought you'd only get visits when you work in fastfood restaurants, but I was proven wrong. After the visit from Caleb and JY, the 8ths and 9ths popped by the shop to develop photos for the KBT China trip which I didn't go for, zzz. 533 photos, bill charged to KBT. O.O Ohwells, at least I'm actually attracting some good business, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tuesday, 04/12/07&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/04120701.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morning was spent playing badminton at Toa Payoh with Charlene, Caleb and JiaYin (who was especially &lt;i&gt;early&lt;/i&gt;). While the rest claimed that they're rusty, I think I've already &lt;b&gt;rusted&lt;/b&gt;. I reacted really retardedly to the game. We got chased out of the courts because we overshot the booked time slot. Headed for CCS after that, and I got LiJun jie to pass the photos to the old folks for me. :) HuiXin was playing the guitar, singing random songs and fooling around with Grace (as usual). HuiXin was being really lame. The little shock of the day came from Cassandra- I was like, &lt;i&gt;Omg, Cassan has a tattoo?!&lt;/i&gt; It's no big deal, it's just that she doesn't strike me as one who would have one. Pearlie commented that I'm retarded even though she only knows me for like, two days. Less retarded that Gabriel though, of course. I think we'll make good friends, hahaha! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/04120702.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JiaYin popped by with her Clown friend (I have no idea how his Shawn is spelt, because I know three Shauns and all three Seans are spelt differently.) slightly before I got off from work. He seems nice and interesting. We chatted till about 10+pm, then JY went to the lousy Pasarmalam with her dad &amp; sis while Clown and I went home. Anyway, I cut my ridiculously long nails because they were hindering with my smsing and typing. Now I have short and stubby fingers, kkthxbai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;Wednesday, 05/12/07&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I slept at 3am (again), and woke up at 8am for JiaYin. I'm such a nice friend okay. I met Puppet! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14792030-1517439679972904838?l=manipulation-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manipulation-.blogspot.com/feeds/1517439679972904838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14792030&amp;postID=1517439679972904838' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14792030/posts/default/1517439679972904838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14792030/posts/default/1517439679972904838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manipulation-.blogspot.com/2007/12/ulterior-motives-seafood-badminton-and.html' title='Ulterior motives, Seafood, Badminton and more'/><author><name>ShuMei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06138187027194847547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETGpGRSN7bY/SX_nyqMBQOI/AAAAAAAAAEs/EZGtJ99eRnM/S220/icon_shumei.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14792030.post-6356733360811290333</id><published>2007-11-24T23:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-14T20:33:44.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Who Let The Bunnies Out?</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;[EDIT]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Got to work full-time. I am closer to my goal of getting the camera, but there goes my social life. I'm only free on Sundays. Err, yay? But I hate the damned service sector.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh man, I just saw someone I know on the news. He was with the family and friends of one of the victims of the dragonboat tragedy at Cambodia. Must have been hard on them. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a lighter note, I was taking passport photos for a lady this afternoon (something new which I learnt while working), and she did something rather appalling. She told me she was going to put on some makeup, which was understandable. But she put &lt;b&gt;powder&lt;/b&gt; on her face! Powder, as in the kind which you put on your body after you bathe. That was just plain strange. But she can't beat that guy who asked if I could help him enlarge + colour photocopy a newspaper cutting of a hunk in &lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="red"&gt;red&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt; underwear (only!). He didn't mind making three copies of it; the first two copies were too small to satisfy him. The "hunk" wasn't even good-looking can. Weird people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;[/EDIT]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charlene, Caleb and I went animals-seeing today. They wanted to get rabbits. First stop, &lt;b&gt;SPCA&lt;/b&gt;. I never knew SPCA was in Serangoon area. O.o Personally, I thought the rabbits at SPCA were rather limited. The kittens were kind of nice, but I'm not really a cats person. I think Huskies are really, really beautiful. They had pure bred Siberian Huskies! I adore Huskies. ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/24110701.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started tempting a tabby cat with my camera. It got kinda tempted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/24110702.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After which, we headed to Toa Payoh for lunch at Pastamania. Vongole in white wine totally did not taste of white wine. Bluff me. -.- Took the MRT to PS for arcading session. :D I realised that I wasted almost $50 on topping up my Tapz card. Plus the other random arcades we always go to, I think I spent quite a lot on arcading. Darn cheap thrills. :( The ghost buster game was quite fun, but we lost. Boo. We also went into a pet shop, and I got hooked by the cutesy products for hamsters.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/24110703.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to Serangoon, and we bused to Serangoon North to look at more pet shops. Puppies, especially baby Malteses, are so adorable. But Huskies still pwnz. I mean, yeah, I like small dogs because they look adorable. But the big dogs are so much more beautiful. Looked at hamsters which were like peanuts, and started cooing over them. Imagine the three of us going ga-ga over a tiny hamster, what a strange sight. Scoffed at ugly and noisy birds, made disgusted faces at meal worms, didn't even look at the fishes because they are boring. Went into House of Chinchilla, where we carried and petted chinchillas. &lt;u&gt;They poop like machine guns.&lt;/u&gt; One of them shitted in Caleb's arm, lol! Since they had really cute and tame little rabbits as well, and the shop owner Patrick was really nice, we were allowed to feed the bunnies as treats and carry them out of the cages. Cuteness. We interacted with the rabbits so much, we started giving them names as though they were ours lol. Snowball, Pancakes, Maple, Syrup, Mocha, etc. Am starting to really like bunnies! The Netherlands Dwarf bunny was probably the tamest, but the little grey one was the most responsive to us. We're such suckers for small furry animals. &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/24110704.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had dinner at Serangoon North, and I had to rush off for KBT. I was late, but it didn't matter. I just don't like being questioned, because they &lt;u&gt;always&lt;/u&gt; come up with really strange theories. *rolls eyes* YiWu insisted that I went &lt;i&gt;pat tor&lt;/i&gt;-ing, zzz. I think he still feels sad that he didn't manage to pair me up with one of the "brothers" on his wedding day as some sort of silly sabotage.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14792030-6356733360811290333?l=manipulation-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manipulation-.blogspot.com/feeds/6356733360811290333/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14792030&amp;postID=6356733360811290333' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14792030/posts/default/6356733360811290333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14792030/posts/default/6356733360811290333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manipulation-.blogspot.com/2007/11/who-let-bunnies-out.html' title='Who Let The Bunnies Out?'/><author><name>ShuMei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06138187027194847547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETGpGRSN7bY/SX_nyqMBQOI/AAAAAAAAAEs/EZGtJ99eRnM/S220/icon_shumei.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14792030.post-5704418535450242772</id><published>2007-11-22T20:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-14T20:33:04.525+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happily Ever After</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;[EDIT]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People get papercuts. I got cut by photograph, so I got a &lt;b&gt;photocut&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;img src="http://www.xanga.com/images/wtf.gif" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;[/EDIT]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A few of us went back to YZ to check out the PSLE results. Two kids scored 266, and were the top scorers for YZ. Wahlao, I was like, #20 or something in our year. And scoring 294 for PSLE is freaky okay. Fiona, Jaren, SungMing and I left for J8 after hanging around at YZ for a short while. &lt;b&gt;Enchanted&lt;/b&gt; was, indeed, enchanting. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://s53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/enchantedthemovie.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Having animals do your housework (cockroaches can scrub bathtubs!), riding on (top of) a bus, the cutest chipmunk, lots of singing and dancing, beautiful dresses made from curtains, marrying after meeting for a day, undoubted love, happily ever after. Don't you just love fairytales?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="green"&gt;"Have you any last words?"&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="brown"&gt;"You have got to be kidding me!"&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="green"&gt;"Strange words."&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fiona left, so Jaren and I watched while SungMing ate his late lunch. And we talked. And SungMing goped numbers from me. And I goped his phone to save those numbers. And end of gathering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I realised that the thing I hate most when I plan a gathering or send sms-es to help someone else tell the others to go for a gathering (like today), is not when people say &lt;b&gt;"SEE FIRST"&lt;/b&gt; anymore. That sucks, but it's not the worst. Today, I was really disappointed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14792030-5704418535450242772?l=manipulation-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manipulation-.blogspot.com/feeds/5704418535450242772/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14792030&amp;postID=5704418535450242772' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14792030/posts/default/5704418535450242772'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14792030/posts/default/5704418535450242772'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manipulation-.blogspot.com/2007/11/happily-ever-after.html' title='Happily Ever After'/><author><name>ShuMei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06138187027194847547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETGpGRSN7bY/SX_nyqMBQOI/AAAAAAAAAEs/EZGtJ99eRnM/S220/icon_shumei.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14792030.post-553085377811991200</id><published>2007-11-21T09:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-12T23:07:32.385+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Everyone's In The Xmas Spirit Already</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://oneshotdown.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;font size="30px"&gt;MOVED!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;[EDIT]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up from the wrong side of the bed today. &lt;i&gt;Yeah I know, so my bed is against the wall.&lt;/i&gt; Firstly, I got annoyed by myself because I forgot to set alarm to wake myself up at 10am to do a very important piece of work which got to be sent out by 11am. That's my fault. Then I got immensely pissed off at my mom because she didn't even bother to wake me up when JY popped by. It's totally not common sense to ask your guest to wake your daughter up. Not that JY is a guest-guest, but still. At least kick me or something. And then she started yelling and saying brainless things. Okay, I angered her first. My fault, my fault. I'm only apologetic towards JY, it's not your fault okay. It's my fault. Sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;[/EDIT]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omg I'm going to cry already. &lt;a href="http://surchoix.com/caleblog/?p=9" target="_blank"&gt;Caleb's blogpost&lt;/a&gt; was so touching. Cousins! ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="green"&gt;"I would like to thank&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;SHUMEI&lt;/b&gt; For being one of the photographers to capture each and every moment we have together. I don’t know.. boys are not really good at this kind of thing haha. Ye and being very encouraging and all that. And we can totally recite phrases from cool movies like Mean Girls and White Chicks! I really happy that you are kinda willing to do anything, even though it may be lame or something and unlike other normal girls you are totally yourself with boys and you don’t mind sharing stuff with them and whatever. Continue being that way… cos it’s so fetch!"&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, I know, right? ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goped from &lt;a href="http://farrago-of-joys.livejournal.com/2007/12/25/" target="_blank"&gt;Yunqi's blog&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Step One&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Make a post to your blog. The post should contain your list of 10 holiday wishes. The wishes can be anything at all, from simple and fun to medium to really big. The important thing is, make sure these wishes are things you really, truly want.&lt;br /&gt;- If you wish for real possible things, make sure you include some sort of contact info in your post, whether it's your address or just your email address where Santa (or one of his elves) could get in touch with you.&lt;br /&gt;- Also, make sure you post some version of these guidelines in your blog so that the holiday joy will spread.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Step Two&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Surf around your friendslist (or friendsfriends, or just random journals) to see who has posted their list. And now here's the important part:&lt;br /&gt;- If you see a wish you can grant, and it's in your heart to do so, make someone's wish come true. Sometimes someone's trash is another's treasure, and if you have a leather jacket you don't want or a gift certificate you won't use--or even know where you could get someone's dream purebred Basset Hound for free--do it.&lt;br /&gt;You needn't spend money on these wishes unless you want to. The point isn't to put people out, it's to provide everyone a chance to be someone else's holiday elf--to spread the joy. Gifts can be made anonymously or not--it's your call.&lt;br /&gt;There are no rules with this project, no guarantees, and no strings attached. Just...wish, and it might come true. Give, and you might receive. And you'll have the joy of knowing you made someone's holiday special.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Step Three&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. &lt;a href="http://oneshotdown.blogspot.com/2007/11/reaching-for-stars.html"&gt;Canon 350D&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/love2ok.gif" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Shopping vouchers for book stores &amp; fashion outlets&lt;br /&gt;3. ♥, that is, towards the society and people around you. Maybe if we all love a bit more, there will be less cases of people committing suicides and lonely old folks. Since we can all afford to love and care, I think we all should. But then again, that's just me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My wishlist is so short. &lt;img src="http://www.xanga.com/images/pleased.gif" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't been thinking about planning gatherings, &lt;b&gt;at all&lt;/b&gt;. I will keep true to my promise okay. Anyway, I don't really have the time to plan nowadays. :\ Since the holidays started about three weeks ago, I'd only been out for &lt;u&gt;Literally Literary&lt;/u&gt;, &lt;u&gt;2 movies&lt;/u&gt;, &lt;u&gt;a handful of pig out sessions&lt;/u&gt;, working with the photocopy machine &amp; photographs, and a great load of time at CCS hanging out with old folks. &lt;b&gt;Hint hint hint.&lt;/b&gt; Where are my ninegirls, tousmuhly, night safari group, fellow movie junkies, the night out people? Oh, I'm free till 4pm &amp; after 8pm everyday, and the entire day on Sundays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PSLE results release on 22 November 2007, Thursday. To my dear frarority of friends from YZPS Class 6G'04, we should pop by just to check out how this batch of P6s have done. Especially since 6A'07 was under Ms.Foong.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14792030-553085377811991200?l=manipulation-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manipulation-.blogspot.com/feeds/553085377811991200/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14792030&amp;postID=553085377811991200' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14792030/posts/default/553085377811991200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14792030/posts/default/553085377811991200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manipulation-.blogspot.com/2007/11/everyones-in-xmas-spirit-already.html' title='Everyone&apos;s In The Xmas Spirit Already'/><author><name>ShuMei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06138187027194847547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETGpGRSN7bY/SX_nyqMBQOI/AAAAAAAAAEs/EZGtJ99eRnM/S220/icon_shumei.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14792030.post-5501003006561549596</id><published>2007-11-18T01:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-12T23:06:46.122+08:00</updated><title type='text'>In Two, We Find One</title><content type='html'>Wallful of words, because my camera was, and still is, bloody screwed up. I hope I get the photos from the various photographers soon! They took like, a million photos and videos. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;font color="red"&gt;&lt;b&gt;( Her Last Bachelorette Day )&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Headed for 9th granduncle's place after work. Machiam Chinese New Year! So many people came, from the Lims to the Neos to the Gohs, most of us had to stay at the corridor. They were talking about the &lt;b&gt;ancient times&lt;/b&gt; when Tammy was &lt;u&gt;my&lt;/u&gt; age, and now she's married, haha. Supper was Pizza Hut and KFC. Fancy binging just a day before the wedding. Oh, Tammy was super nervous!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The surprise of the night was that Di brought his &lt;b&gt;girlfriend&lt;/b&gt; (!) along. He's got great guts. &lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/oooh9ut.gif" border="0"&gt; I thought I was rather prejudiced about her, but I was wrong. Zai said really loudly that she was not, I quote, &lt;font color="#996633"&gt;"自己人"&lt;/font&gt;, and was not required at the scene when we wanted to take a group photo. Yeah, that's the greatest elder brother for you. Fortunately, the girl can't understand Hokkien.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We stayed till about 1am, bloated and drained. The 8ths sent me home (loved the night breeze, as usual), and it was amusing when Di paid so much attention to his gf that he totally forgot about us. Girlfriends, tsk. Zai was being amazingly and surprisingly sweet, and offered to walk me home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;font color="red"&gt;&lt;b&gt;( The Ultimate Showdown )&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17th November 2007 marked the day of yet another marriage in the family and KBT. But it's the first in the KBT team, whoo! &lt;font color="red"&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt; It was exciting and fun, to say the least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We barely slept, and Adrian &amp; I had to pop panadol. Gah. HuiYi and XiuXiu picked me up at about 5.30am. Tammy was like, WHOA beautiful! Okay, so she was &lt;u&gt;supposed&lt;/u&gt; to be. At 6.50am, there was a super long honk from four cars entering the carpark. Great move man, it probably woke the entire neighbourhood. We're went traditional style, and played some &lt;i&gt;interesting&lt;/i&gt; games before the groom could enter. We made YiWu and his "brothers" eat &lt;b&gt;30&lt;/b&gt; hot dog buns, then we made YiWu sing Tammy's favourite song - &lt;b&gt;Old McDonald&lt;/b&gt;. (I'm serious!) Next, he wrote "I love you" with his butt. Lastly, he had to tie a big ass ribbon on his head and present himself as a gift to Tammy. (9th granduncle's fabulous idea, he's such a &lt;i&gt;lovely&lt;/i&gt; father-in-law) At 7.30am on the dot, we graciously let the groom enter the house. Romantic moment. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Serangoon &lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/arrow.gif" border="0"&gt; Ang Mo Kio &lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/arrow.gif" border="0"&gt; Bedok &lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/arrow.gif" border="0"&gt; Yishun &lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/arrow.gif" border="0"&gt; Serangoon North &lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/arrow.gif" border="0"&gt; Ang Mo Kio &lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/arrow.gif" border="0"&gt; Serangoon. It was crazy and tiring, but every trip made was necessary. One word, &lt;b&gt;shagged&lt;/b&gt;. &lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/857441023ow.gif" border="0"&gt; Back home to nap for an hour (I have never been more tired within such a short period of time!), bathe, and change. HuiYi, XiuXiu and I had an appointment at &lt;b&gt;Artistic Touch&lt;/b&gt; to do our hair together. HuiYi drove us to &lt;b&gt;Park Hotel&lt;/b&gt;, where we did our makeup in a snap and familiarised ourselves with the ballroom &amp; guest list. &lt;b&gt;Everyone looked so fabulous!&lt;/b&gt; ♥ The guys were cool, the girls were princessy. Or maybe we were too used to seeing one another wearing casual. I think some people couldn't recognise us.  Jimmy, Yi and AhDa Uncle kept laughing when they saw me. -.- Anyway I was an usher with Yong, Adrian, Zai &amp; Di to guide the KBT people and the Lims to their seats.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sat with the 5ths and 8ths because my grandmother's table was fully occupied, but it suited me even better like that. At least I don't have to listen to ___ and ___ say stupid stuff. Popped giant poppers (they felt like guns, really) when the couple marched in. Cake-cutting session, then the "sisters" accompanied Tammy to help her change into her other gown. Yamseng session was quite fun, but the champagne was too stinky for our liking. Di and I kept coughing during the banquet, so we opted for soft drinks instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone was drinking like there's no tomorrow, thanks to all the 千杯不醉 people in the family and KBT. Sigh. Fortunately, there were no drunkards at the end of the banquet. People were high!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;font color="red"&gt;&lt;b&gt;( Afterthoughts )&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I scored yet another angbao for next year's CNY! Okay, that's not the most important point here. I'm really happy for the two of them, because they are so... Right. All of us have long regarded YiWu as part of the family, but the wedding itself made it more real. And being one of the "sisters" is so fetch okay. The wedding was beautiful! &lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/heart9xr.gif" border="0"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14792030-5501003006561549596?l=manipulation-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manipulation-.blogspot.com/feeds/5501003006561549596/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14792030&amp;postID=5501003006561549596' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14792030/posts/default/5501003006561549596'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14792030/posts/default/5501003006561549596'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manipulation-.blogspot.com/2007/11/in-two-we-find-one.html' title='In Two, We Find One'/><author><name>ShuMei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06138187027194847547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETGpGRSN7bY/SX_nyqMBQOI/AAAAAAAAAEs/EZGtJ99eRnM/S220/icon_shumei.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14792030.post-5906021458834476650</id><published>2007-11-15T23:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-12T23:06:24.655+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Concern and Care Society</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;15/11/07&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last day of my attachment to CCS, but I still have the passion and enthusiasm to do more volunteer work there. :D Am planning to go back for Clement's weekly lesson, and going early to help out as well. &lt;i&gt;It is &lt;b&gt;not&lt;/b&gt; boring!&lt;/i&gt; Conversing with the elderly is &lt;b&gt;so fetch&lt;/b&gt;. You just feel so good. And you get to learn so much about the old folks, luvit. They &lt;u&gt;want&lt;/u&gt; to talk to people, anyway. Was talking to this old lady suffering from stroke while taking photos, and she hugged me (!!!) when I told her that she will get better. Omggg, can cry. :') Okay, I'm sorry, don't mind me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/localcipccs01.jpg" border="1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/localcipccs02.jpg" border="1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/localcipccs03.jpg" border="1"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;13/11/07&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="red"&gt;*Note: The video is a must-watch!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought last Friday would be the most meaningful day of the two weeks at CCS, but no, everyday will be just as meaningful and eventful when we really put in our heart and soul. Being attached to CCS has taught me so much more than just caring for the elderly. If you have nothing to do at home over the holidays, I think you should pay CCS a visit with me someday, just let me know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, I cried thrice. The first time was when I was doing massages for an old uncle suffering from stroke to help him strengthen his muscles. Since the first time I met him on last Monday, I had never seen him smile or speak to anybody. He always looked expressionless, and even solemn. While we were massaging the patients suffering from &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Stroke" target="_blank"&gt;stroke&lt;/a&gt; or &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Parkinson's_disease" target="_blank"&gt;Parkinson's disease&lt;/a&gt;, oldies were played. There was this part when one of the volunteers wanted the old uncle whom I was massaging to sing along with a song. He sang into the microphone with a deep hoarse voice, one which sounded like he hasn't spoken for ages, while we clapped and sang or hummed along. He sang loudly and proudly, and he grinned when we applauded and cheered as the song ended. The fact that this old uncle is happy and is finally willing to speak shows that he wants to improve his situation and he is aware that he can do so, and it moved me to tears. Tears of joy! You got to be there to feel it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The second time was when Clement was telling us about a story of the team of volunteers visiting an old folks' home. All those stories were so.. !! (am at a loss for words) that I cried. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last one was when he told us about LiJun jie's story. After interacting with her for the past 7days, I thought she was very brave to be able to face the society despite her looks. I mean, I don't think I would want to live anymore if I have my entire face destroyed with 22 slashes and boiling water. She's a very happy, caring, fun and adorable lady now actually. Loved by all of us at CCS. :D After listening to her story, I felt so much pain and hurt for her that I started tearing. I &lt;u&gt;cannot&lt;/u&gt; imagine how she'd managed to pull through all those obstacles and pin-pointing from everyone else. She had a very beautiful face previously. Of course, her attitude towards life and her heart for volunteerism are so much more beautiful than that. She's so strong. I salute her for her courage and willpower to live. We all should.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/4zoFYm5tcbw&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/4zoFYm5tcbw&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Her story is so much more than that actually, but it should be enough to be able to shock the hell out of people. Since it's on TV, I don't think she will mind me posting it on my blog. I shall let her know about it tomorrow anyway, haha. If anybody has ever thought of committing suicide over anything, please think again. After watching the video, you should do some serious thinking about how you should totally treasure your life, because it's so perfect as compared to so many others out there. If you are reading this, you're &lt;u&gt;definitely&lt;/u&gt; not poor. So what if you don't have a laptop, so what if (you think) your parents are biased, so what if your crush doesn't like you back? Need to die ah? Yes, we should be grateful for our blessings. But no, you don't have to kill yourself just because of such &lt;b&gt;dismissible&lt;/b&gt; things. A quote I came across, &lt;i&gt;"Crying over a guy is not worth it, because the guy who is really worth your tears will never make you cry."&lt;/i&gt; Much less die.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;09/11/07&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.concernandcare.org.sg/images/tagline.jpg" border="0" width="490" height="113"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CIP at &lt;a href="http://www.concernandcare.org.sg/" target="_blank"&gt;Concern and Care Society&lt;/a&gt; (Bukit Batok branch) has been really interesting and meaningful to date. Morning exercises (Musical Therapy) with the old folks have been great. It puts me at ease to know that the old folks, even those who have difficulties walking, are making an effort to keep themselves healthy. I think I blend in super well with the crowd, 'cause I sing along with the Chinese &amp; Hokkien oldies which the old folks love, haha. It's like having many grandparents as we interact, I just feel so loved by everyone else. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also visited some poor and lonely old folks in Singapore with the CCS volunteers to make sure that they are well. It was really heartbreaking to see them without family and friends, usually with only adopted stray dogs or cats as pets to keep them company, and barely surviving in this harsh society. There are &lt;u&gt;so many&lt;/u&gt; of them in Singapore. It is just that we, the more fortunate ones, are too cooped up with trying to keep up with the fast-moving pace of society and the world that we have forgotten all about them. We don't seem to notice their existence at all! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blinded by dreams and goals to become more successful - to be smarter, richer, top of the world. We cringe when something tastes too salty or too bitter, we throw away unfinished food, we point to a filling burger in distaste and say,"Ew, so much carbs!" And these people don't even have the ability to buy food to eat. We find it tiring when we shop too much in town because we're carrying so many shopping bags, we rest at Starbucks and spend $6.30 on a cup of coffee when we're tired, we complain about not having enough shirts to wear, we point at fake Little Miss shirts and say,"Oh, there, that's so obviously a fake please." And these people can't even afford to bathe or buy those 3-for-$10 clothes at pasar malams. We get lazy and don't feel like exercising, we whine when we have to walk longer distances, we don't feel like going to school sometimes. And these people are bed-ridden, handicapped, intellectually-disabled. They can't walk (not to mention exercise!), they obviously can't go to normal schools, they can't even speak coherently. Most of the time, they don't know what they're doing. Can you imagine that? Stop to think and imagine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A real situation. An 85-year-old bed-ridden mother with her 57-year-old intellectually-disabled daughter. Both jobless, eat food donated by neighbours who are just slightly less poor than them and other kind-hearted souls, seldom bathe because they cannot possibly afford the utilities bill, live in a one-room flat which only has &lt;u&gt;a bed in the entire house&lt;/u&gt;. The bedsheets are greying, there are cobwebs in every corner, the walls and ceiling are have already turned greyish-yellow. On the walls are photographs of the mother and her daughter many years back, smiling and posing like any one of us would have, when both were well and happy. Heartbreaking, isn't it? And here we are, pigging out on french fries then cursing ourselves for gaining weight, being anorexic (idiots), lowering the temperature of the aircon to 18ºC just because it's a bit warm, buying expensive stationery just because they're pretty, spending tens of dollars at arcade games just to get cheap thrills, contemplating if we should get the Sony Cybershot T10, wondering if we should get a darker shade of pink for a french manicure, tempted to buy a watch from DKNY, weighing the chances of wearing a pair of pink boots if we buy them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know of the existence of less unfortunate people, but I admit, I forget about them most of the time. I donate to people on the streets selling packets of tissue or playing musical instruments or singing partly because I think they should be helped, but mostly because I feel guilty about having neglected them. It makes me want to do something to help them. After visiting the less fortunate ones, it's difficult for me to not think about them constantly, and I will donate because I &lt;u&gt;know&lt;/u&gt; they have to be helped. They will forever be stuck in the damned cycle of poverty if nobody helps them. Therefore, we should all stop complaining about having too little because we're already having a damn lot, and do as much charity as our abilities allow us to. More than giving them money, even. :) Of course, do be smart and say no to scammers. It is as important to protect ourselves and, more importantly, the society from evil scamming organisations, so don't just blindly donate hor!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a lighter note, Clement says I take advantage of the fact that people have no idea that I understand Hokkien &amp; Cantonese to eavesdrop on him and the old folks who go to CCS. It's not really my fault that they spoke so loudly that I could hear them! &lt;font color="FF1493"&gt;"我没有偷听，我在光明正大地听。"&lt;/font&gt; All the teen volunteers at CCS love Clement. He's fun, and pretty wise.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14792030-5906021458834476650?l=manipulation-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manipulation-.blogspot.com/feeds/5906021458834476650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14792030&amp;postID=5906021458834476650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14792030/posts/default/5906021458834476650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14792030/posts/default/5906021458834476650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manipulation-.blogspot.com/2007/11/concern-and-care-society.html' title='Concern and Care Society'/><author><name>ShuMei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06138187027194847547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETGpGRSN7bY/SX_nyqMBQOI/AAAAAAAAAEs/EZGtJ99eRnM/S220/icon_shumei.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14792030.post-1960320313941106893</id><published>2007-11-12T23:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-12T23:06:03.279+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reaching For The Stars</title><content type='html'>I think practically the whole world knows that I want a new camera because 3.2mgp + bad auto focusing + 200-400 ISO can no longer satisfy greedy me. &lt;i&gt;Who is really rather accommodating already, because nobody uses 3.2mgp cameras anymore.&lt;/i&gt; From many references online and recommendations from cousin Sean (studio photographer) and boss Vincent (freelance events photographer), I've decided to get &lt;b&gt;Canon 350D&lt;/b&gt; (black/silver, I like both). Otherwise known as the &lt;b&gt;EOS Kiss N&lt;/b&gt; or &lt;b&gt;EOS Digital Rebel XT&lt;/b&gt;. I think it's a beautiful DSLR. &lt;font color="#FF1493"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Lady's Camera.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/love2ok.gif" border="0"&gt; &lt;a href="http://flickr.com/cameras/canon/eos_digital_rebel_xt/" target="_blank"&gt;Check out pics!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/bodycolors.jpg" border="0" height="210" width="480"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will most definitely buy myself that for my 16th birthday, I will! &lt;img src="http://www.xanga.com/images/censored.gif" border="0"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14792030-1960320313941106893?l=manipulation-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manipulation-.blogspot.com/feeds/1960320313941106893/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14792030&amp;postID=1960320313941106893' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14792030/posts/default/1960320313941106893'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14792030/posts/default/1960320313941106893'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manipulation-.blogspot.com/2007/11/reaching-for-stars.html' title='Reaching For The Stars'/><author><name>ShuMei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06138187027194847547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETGpGRSN7bY/SX_nyqMBQOI/AAAAAAAAAEs/EZGtJ99eRnM/S220/icon_shumei.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14792030.post-8687629258084335446</id><published>2007-11-08T22:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-12T23:05:19.302+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shopping, Tousmuhly, More Shopping</title><content type='html'>I really hate blogging without proper photographs, because it seems more mundane somehow. And nobody will read the blog anymore. I'm too used to having a camera capture all my memories, good or bad. Speaking of which, my camera's semi-spoilt (this really indicates that I should get a new camera!), and Sean brought it to his friend to get it fixed. Rocks to have a photographer cousin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Wednesday, 7/11/07&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went shopping in town with my mom, Aunty Jessi, Qiang and my sis. Met Fiona and JunYong twice, coincidentally. Paiseh paiseh. :X Hey, it's tough growing up with strange family members okay. :P Aunty Jessi's just one out of the many, lol. My legs hurt from walking non-stop for 7hours (and trying on various heels, which I don't like very much), but I am contented because I &lt;b&gt;finally&lt;/b&gt; finished buying whatever I need for the wedding. *am relieved* Except for the wedding gift, which I'm at a loss as to what to buy. :\ Ideas, people!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;Thursday, 8/11/07&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tousmuhly outing!&lt;3 We did nothing mean, surprisingly. Hello Tous, I think we should visit some blogs again. Yeah, y'know, just to pass time. (A) &lt;u&gt;Theme Song of The Day: Umbrella, performed by Calbeethepapa.&lt;/u&gt; Lunched at &lt;s&gt;Lenelenelene&lt;/s&gt; Charlene's house while we watched &lt;b&gt;What Lies Beneath&lt;/b&gt;, which was seriously boring despite starring Michelle Pffiefer. She's a great actress, but the movie was, most unfortunately, lousy and slow-moving. Somebody shrieked anyway, haha. And it wasn't me, Charlene, or Cecilia. xD Headed for Plaza Singapura, and there was this new (or maybe we were all outdated already) ghost buster game at the arcade which was absolutely adorable! :D &lt;s&gt;Lialialia&lt;/s&gt; Cecilia bought pretty cupcakes! A bit overpriced though. Had mushroom soup for tea break &amp; Chompchomp for dinner, which made me really full. &lt;i&gt;And I was supposed to be eating less!&lt;/i&gt; Played cards (&lt;3) back at Charlene's place, where &lt;s&gt;Leblebleb&lt;/s&gt; Caleb lost terribly. :p I always do the stupidest things without even trying. Intelligent SM may just really be turning into a dumb blonde.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#FF1493"&gt;"What's the time now?" *looks around for clock*&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="red"&gt;"... You're wearing a watch."&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I headed to town at freaking 8pm after leaving Char's, and met Gabriel with his friend on the way. Like what JiaYin said before she left for China, I should really go out more often. I met two friends on two consecutive days. ;) Collected the wallet, and Jonathan and I walked around Takashimaya for a nice birthday present for four-year-old Darius. I ended up buying both the helicopter and the car anyway, because I love the dashing red race car and the helicopter can really fly! Why weren't there such cool toys during our times? I only remember riding on my child-sized motorbike (runs on large charged batteries) around the neighbourhood. Kids' stuff are so overrated. Clothes, shoes, toys, whatever. $39.95 + $59.95. Darius will probably spoil them in half a year. The things you (or rather, &lt;b&gt;I&lt;/b&gt;) would do for kids. Lack of kaching now!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14792030-8687629258084335446?l=manipulation-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manipulation-.blogspot.com/feeds/8687629258084335446/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14792030&amp;postID=8687629258084335446' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14792030/posts/default/8687629258084335446'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14792030/posts/default/8687629258084335446'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manipulation-.blogspot.com/2007/11/shopping-tousmuhly-more-shopping.html' title='Shopping, Tousmuhly, More Shopping'/><author><name>ShuMei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06138187027194847547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETGpGRSN7bY/SX_nyqMBQOI/AAAAAAAAAEs/EZGtJ99eRnM/S220/icon_shumei.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14792030.post-6613365644180486502</id><published>2007-10-31T22:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-12T23:03:32.158+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Farewell JiaYin, Again</title><content type='html'>Farewell dinner for JiaYin, &lt;i&gt;again&lt;/i&gt;. It was a mad rush before she went for her flight, lol. Anyway, bon voyage! &lt;3 Charlene, Yunqi, Carina, JiaYin, JieYing, Zina and I went over to New York New York for dinner. A lot of catching up, a lot of laughter, a lot of fun. I just saw the photos. (Yay, thanks Charlene!) Rawr, I hate my eyebags. :( According to Charlene, I need to sleep &lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;early&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;, not &lt;b&gt;more&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/31100702.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/31100703.jpg" border="1"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And not forgetting, &lt;font color="#FF7700"&gt;"&lt;b&gt;Crazy ah!&lt;/b&gt;"&lt;/font&gt; It was definitely a very interesting dinner. &lt;img src="http://www.xanga.com/images/winky.gif" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finished &lt;b&gt;Eclipse&lt;/b&gt;, at long last. &lt;i&gt;" If all else perished, and he remained, I should still continue to be; and if all else remained, and he were annihilated, the universe would turn into a mighty stranger. "&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cullens pwnz. Edward Cullen has to be the &lt;b&gt;best&lt;/b&gt; boyfriend any girl would ever have. *sighs* &lt;img src="http://img266.imageshack.us/img266/3986/heart9xr.gif" border="0"&gt; Jacob was fine, when he wasn't being disgustingly obnoxious. Charlie should be executed, IMO. I was, and still am, utmost annoyed by Bella's stupidity, idiocy and ficklemindedness. Seriously.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14792030-6613365644180486502?l=manipulation-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manipulation-.blogspot.com/feeds/6613365644180486502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14792030&amp;postID=6613365644180486502' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14792030/posts/default/6613365644180486502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14792030/posts/default/6613365644180486502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manipulation-.blogspot.com/2007/10/farewell-jiayin-again.html' title='Farewell JiaYin, Again'/><author><name>ShuMei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06138187027194847547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETGpGRSN7bY/SX_nyqMBQOI/AAAAAAAAAEs/EZGtJ99eRnM/S220/icon_shumei.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14792030.post-8876880843483850666</id><published>2007-10-30T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-12T23:03:07.890+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Literally Literary</title><content type='html'>Went for RI Lit RA's &lt;b&gt;Literally Literary&lt;/b&gt; with SungMing, Fiona and her friend JunYong. Had dinner at Yoshinoya with SungMing. We moved on to Pastamania, where Fiona and JunYong had their dinner. I can no longer stand carbonara or any other pastas in cream sauce, all thanks to Gabriel and Samuel. What cow cum. x.x Anyway, back to today's events. Subsequently, we ran into Yunqi (with er, Roxanne?), who had just finished mugging at the library. We're totally fated to meet, lol. &lt;font color="red"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Good luck to all for your Higher Chinese O's. Jiayou!&lt;/b&gt; ♥&lt;/font&gt; Feels good to be in IP at times like this. Oh, our paper's next year right. :\ We also bumped into Bryan, who was playing Magic cards. -.-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/30100701.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The number of females in the RI LT was pathetic. Quoting SungMing, it was indeed &lt;font color="green"&gt;"oestrogen deficit"&lt;/font&gt;. I think I was the only non-Rafflesian present, teachers and family members excluded. But nevermind, it was sooo worth it. I think the performance was damn wonderful! The Lit RA guys were really, really fantastic. Emcee(!), audience, atmosphere, the performance itself. Ownage. :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/30100702.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;I really admire this guy. Not only was he a good actor, he really respected his role and his task to portray his character well. The OL look, complete with pencil skirt and heels. Plus a gay voice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/30100703.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;Love the guy in pink. He was wearing a Roxy mini skirt okay! And he was so ParisHilton-ish. Caleb has met his match, in terms of bimbotism. The emo guy/girl who was forever slitting his/her wrist made me crack up. Oh yeah, Kieran was in the play too - the old man in white. He was good too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/30100704.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;King Lear&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;, despite having a boring title for a play, killed the audience. Oh yes, we all died from laughing. JunSean's heart attack scene was spectacular! xD Sorry for taking lousy photos. &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/30100705.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sure those tortures tormented him much!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SungMing, Fiona, Bryan and I had supper at Chompchomp after the performance, and came up with something brilliant! &lt;img src="http://www.xanga.com/images/pleased.gif" border="0"&gt; Nobody can call me a slacker anymore. *looks pointedly at SungMing* I'm really going to put my heart and soul into this one. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#993399"&gt;H&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#ff6600"&gt;A&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#993399"&gt;P&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#ff6600"&gt;P&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#993399"&gt;Y&lt;/font&gt; &lt;font color="#ff6600"&gt;H&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#993399"&gt;A&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#ff6600"&gt;L&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#993399"&gt;L&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#ff6600"&gt;O&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#993399"&gt;W&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#ff6600"&gt;E&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#993399"&gt;E&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#ff6600"&gt;N&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font color="#993399"&gt;!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt; What a great day for taking your Higher Chinese O's right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fiona and SungMing both told me I was quiet today. I didn't even realise that I wasn't talking. I ran out of things to say, I guess. I can't generate anything interesting anymore, and I can no longer entertain myself like how I used to. Suaning has practically disappeared too right. Thinking back, I haven't spoken much for the past few days. I'm like a drained battery. Oh dear.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14792030-8876880843483850666?l=manipulation-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manipulation-.blogspot.com/feeds/8876880843483850666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14792030&amp;postID=8876880843483850666' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14792030/posts/default/8876880843483850666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14792030/posts/default/8876880843483850666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manipulation-.blogspot.com/2007/10/literally-literary.html' title='Literally Literary'/><author><name>ShuMei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06138187027194847547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETGpGRSN7bY/SX_nyqMBQOI/AAAAAAAAAEs/EZGtJ99eRnM/S220/icon_shumei.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14792030.post-7881671151248698923</id><published>2007-10-28T23:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-12T23:02:38.148+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh wait, you're the star?!</title><content type='html'>Holidays have officially started! &lt;img src="http://www.xanga.com/images/pleased.gif" border="0"&gt; But but but. First day of holidays, and I'm already feeling bored. I have nothing to do! Nothing &lt;b&gt;FUN&lt;/b&gt; to do, anyway. I've read, watched tv, exercised, slept, gone on MSN, gone on 4C Hotel, bloghopped, painted my nails twice, and played my eight-year-old gameboy. What else. Almost everybody else's in school or at work, sianzxzxzx.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/28100702.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched &lt;b&gt;Stardust&lt;/b&gt; with Charlene, Caleb and Fiona. It's really beautiful, like all other fairytales. :) Now I wanna watch &lt;b&gt;Enchanted&lt;/b&gt;, Disney's next mega movie. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/28100701.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Image credit: &lt;a href="http://www.xanga.com/bulletblast" target="_blank"&gt;Charlene&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the movie, Charlene Fiona and I went to the washroom. I was hesitant to enter, because the toilet looked too much like the gents. And the stupid toilet sign was gone. We managed to certify that the toilet was for females when we saw &lt;s&gt;aunties&lt;/s&gt; ladies emerging from the cubicles. They should like, paint it pink or something. What's with the excessive blue?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/28100703.jpg" border="1"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fiona left for dinner with her mom; Charlene, Cousin and I decided to go to this, I quote the many ads plastered in AMK near the restaurant, &lt;b&gt;CHEAPEST&lt;/b&gt; Jap restaurant for dinner. It was cheap, and the food has funny names. Or at least, we pronounced them funny. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/28100704.jpg" border="1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;How do you pronounce this?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caleb was like, &lt;font color="green"&gt;"&lt;b&gt;NABEH&lt;/b&gt;yaki Udon?! Omg, HAHAHAHA!"&lt;/font&gt; I so won't eat that!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went into this second-hand shop, and the things there were so cheap k. I saw a Canon DSLR selling for S$170!! :O But then again, maybe I saw the price tag wrongly, or the camera has severe defects. DSLRs can't be &lt;i&gt;thaaat&lt;/i&gt; cheap, right. I'm skeptical. Maybe it's a scam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It can be concluded that Caleb has a different theme song every time we go out. The last time we went out (last Wednesday), he kept repeating,&lt;font color="green"&gt;"he shot me down, bang bang."&lt;/font&gt; Y'know, this bit of the song from &lt;b&gt;Kill Bill&lt;/b&gt; (I think it's that movie anyway), when the female protagonist kenna shot in her head. Today, in addition to his themesong, Caleb also peppered us with &lt;b&gt;MeanGirls&lt;/b&gt; quotes. I think he can recite the entire movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;K.I.S.S - Because I'm A Girl&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/M0y9czvew3o&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/M0y9czvew3o&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can cry while watching this music video. The lyrics don't really fit the context of the MV, so I posted the one without the lyrics hahaha. Some people posted in Youtube saying that "this video is daft because &lt;u&gt;eye transplant&lt;/u&gt; is impossible now". It's &lt;b&gt;cornea&lt;/b&gt; transplant la. -.-"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14792030-7881671151248698923?l=manipulation-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manipulation-.blogspot.com/feeds/7881671151248698923/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14792030&amp;postID=7881671151248698923' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14792030/posts/default/7881671151248698923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14792030/posts/default/7881671151248698923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manipulation-.blogspot.com/2007/10/oh-wait-youre-star.html' title='Oh wait, you&apos;re the star?!'/><author><name>ShuMei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06138187027194847547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETGpGRSN7bY/SX_nyqMBQOI/AAAAAAAAAEs/EZGtJ99eRnM/S220/icon_shumei.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14792030.post-2042393760629499512</id><published>2007-10-21T18:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-12T23:02:13.907+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sakae Sushi &amp; Slimming &amp; Steamboat &amp; Shopping</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Sunday, 21/10/07&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went shopping with my mom at Orchard today. Since my hyperactive sister bought a pair of rollerblades yesterday, my very nice mother said that she will pay for all my shopping expenditure today. Was looking for a proper set of clothes for the wedding during the day, and I tried on like, eight dresses. Try until I sian. -.- Then my mom disappeared and came back with Little Miss Greedy and Mr happy shirts from Zara. Apparently she was too tired of me not buying anything substantial after four hours, so she got the shirts and happily declared that I've already bought some stuff and that it's time to go home. I didn't even get to choose what i want to buy can! :\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a sudden craving for udon and steamboat and dimsum! &lt;img src="http://www.xanga.com/images/bummed.gif" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;OOOH ME LOVES CALEB'S HOTEL. ISH COOL. ^_^&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Saturday, 20/10/07&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched some Ronald McDonald's show at Woodlands Regional Library with Jasmine and Jeanie. I saw through Ronald McDonald's magic trick, hah loser! &gt;:) They had this colouring/painting contest for kids, and all the kids present were uber enthusiastic. Jeanie also painted a paper doll for the sick children at KK Hospital. After that was steamboat at Jasmine's ahma's house. :D Her family always bring joy to me, they're so nice and adorable and humourous! ♥ Jasmine's flying off to China soon! 6weeks immersion, ahh. Miss you. :'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Friday, 19/10/07&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My overalls for this year is out, and it's *coughs* &lt;b&gt;fine&lt;/b&gt;. And I hope my grandmother spoils my four-year-old camera in China. Perfect excuse! *crosses fingers* &lt;i&gt;Spoil, camera, spoil!&lt;/i&gt; &gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went over to Yunqi's house with Charlene for some gymming, and the stupidest thing happened. I was jogging, and staring into space, and the next thing which happened? &lt;span style="background: yellow"&gt;&lt;b&gt;I fell off the treadmill.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Yes it was absolutely funny and amazing, thankyouverymuch. Oh, I burnt like, 50 calories with all the random workouts lol. I think we're running out of things to talk about, and kinda lacking in, idontknow, something else. Or maybe it's just me. I haven't been smsing people in ages 'cause we keep running out of things to talk about. May something interesting happen soon. :( &amp; Pics,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/191007.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Thursday, 18/10/07&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kido and Zai smsed me from China! &lt;img src="http://www.xanga.com/images/shocked.gif" border="0"&gt; &lt;img src="http://www.xanga.com/images/laughing.gif" border="0"&gt; &lt;img src="http://www.xanga.com/images/pleased.gif" border="0"&gt; &lt;img src="http://www.xanga.com/images/blush.gif" border="0"&gt; &lt;img src="http://www.xanga.com/images/smooch.gif" border="0"&gt; They're safe and sound, and happy due to the lovely weather over there. Argh, it has only been ONE day and I miss all of them already. :\ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, &lt;b&gt;I DON'T LIKE YOU CHARLENEWEE!!&lt;/b&gt; Poo, I wanna watch Resident Evil too. :'( &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tuesday, 16/10/07&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out with Charlene after school, despite feeling a bit sick. We were both bored, what to do? Had Sakae buffet and went shopping. :) Am currently running a fever, ohwells. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/z113805960.png" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Image Credit: &lt;a href="http://xanga.com/bulletblast/" target="_blank"&gt;Charlene&lt;/a&gt;. Ah, it's so pretty! I'm out of creative juices already.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had 16 plates of random sushi, 2 bowls of udon, 2 bowls of chawanmushi, and icecream (and fruits..?) between the two of us. My stomach was exploding, I swear. Now I feel bloated and fat. :\ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tried on some dresses, and I'm kinda lost. Went from Wisma to Takashimaya to Far East, and I found nothing nice. Sianzxzx. The KBT people are going China in 6hours! Their trip should be utmost safe. x) BTW, my camera is off to China with my grandma, while I'm stuck in Singapore(!!), so please bear with my ugly pictures 'til 23/10/07. If there is any at all.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14792030-2042393760629499512?l=manipulation-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manipulation-.blogspot.com/feeds/2042393760629499512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14792030&amp;postID=2042393760629499512' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14792030/posts/default/2042393760629499512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14792030/posts/default/2042393760629499512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manipulation-.blogspot.com/2007/10/sakae-sushi-slimming-steamboat-shopping.html' title='Sakae Sushi &amp; Slimming &amp; Steamboat &amp; Shopping'/><author><name>ShuMei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06138187027194847547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETGpGRSN7bY/SX_nyqMBQOI/AAAAAAAAAEs/EZGtJ99eRnM/S220/icon_shumei.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14792030.post-7140357806490519172</id><published>2007-10-15T20:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-12T23:01:06.966+08:00</updated><title type='text'>QiongYao Sleepover Is Love</title><content type='html'>Watched &lt;b&gt;Underdog&lt;/b&gt; with my sister before leaving for Charlene's place. It's quite a lame show, if you ask me. I don't really like it. My dad adjusted the bass of the wolfer-amplifiers and tried to match with that of cinema theatres, lol. We lack a 3D-surround sound system at home. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="red"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Love the sleepover.&lt;/b&gt; ♥♥♥&lt;/font&gt; It was a QiongYao drama serials marathon, damn nice. Helped Charlene pack her &lt;s&gt;pig sty&lt;/s&gt; room a bit in the afternoon, and lazed around before we started watching HZGG I. Was so amused by Charlene's old camera which I found while packing her room. Loooong lens! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/qiongyaosleepover01.jpg" border="1"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jane, Yunqi &amp; Zina came over subsequently. We were like pigs, really. &lt;i&gt;Eat, watch tv, sleep, eat, watch tv, sleep.&lt;/i&gt; Watched HZGG I, HZGG II and QSSYMM within two days. Yeah, we were so pro, you n00b. Nah, we picked out the interesting scenes and fastforwarded through the rest, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://xanga.com/bulletblast/" target="_blank"&gt;Charlene&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;font color="red"&gt;"Basically we had such a piggish sleepover (as Zina/Jane said, it's Shumei's normal behaviour lulz no offence) eat, watch tv, sleep, eat watch tv, sleep. Seriously."&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dazzlingfantasy.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Zina&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;font color="green"&gt;"It was the piggiest sleepover ever, 'cause we were basically watching TV, eating and sleeping -.-" But that's what makes it very fun!"&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/qiongyaosleepover02.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zina and I fell asleep during QSSYMM because we were soooo NOT interested. Who cares about ShuHuan and YiPing anyway! :p A lot of crazy photos were taken, because I was feeling lame. :D Quoting Yunqi, I was on a &lt;b&gt;photo-taking spree&lt;/b&gt;! Photos = Memories ♥.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/qiongyaosleepover07.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/qiongyaosleepover08.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think these scary shots are really ridiculous yet hilarious! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/qiongyaosleepover04.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;BOO!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sleepover has successfully rekindled my interest and addiction for the HZGG I and II. 乾隆, 紫薇, 尔康, 尔泰, 晴儿, 箫剑. &lt;3 I was never really into HZGG III.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="" target="_blank"&gt;Yunqi&lt;/a&gt;, &lt;font color="orange"&gt;"Jane was like dozing off every 5 minutes and trying to wake SM up to take off her contacts. Hahahhaha. SM was damn reluctant. We had to poke her awake for about 5 different times before she was willing to get up."&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry, but I'm a pig in nature. I had &lt;u&gt;no idea&lt;/u&gt; they tried to poke me awake okay. I thought I woke up by myself, and they were only nagging me to take off my contacts before I sleep. :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/qiongyaosleepover05.jpg" border="1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this retarded picture! (Jane's behind the giant Hello Kitty)&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/qiongyaosleepover06.jpg" border="1"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pizza dinner + egg &amp; bread breakfast + pastamania lunch + chips + soft drinks + never-ending VCD watching + lazing around + 5h of sleep + camwhoring = &lt;b&gt;&lt;s&gt;get fat!&lt;/s&gt;&lt;/b&gt; ♥♥♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14792030-7140357806490519172?l=manipulation-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manipulation-.blogspot.com/feeds/7140357806490519172/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14792030&amp;postID=7140357806490519172' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14792030/posts/default/7140357806490519172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14792030/posts/default/7140357806490519172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manipulation-.blogspot.com/2007/10/qiongyao-sleepover-is-love.html' title='QiongYao Sleepover Is Love'/><author><name>ShuMei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06138187027194847547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETGpGRSN7bY/SX_nyqMBQOI/AAAAAAAAAEs/EZGtJ99eRnM/S220/icon_shumei.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14792030.post-8675867820327526970</id><published>2007-10-13T23:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-12T23:00:46.589+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bon Voyage, JiaYin!</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Freedom Day 5. 13/10/07, Saturday&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Changi Airport with Charlene Yunqi JieYing Caleb &amp; JiaYin to send JiaYin off for her missionary trip. I miss my buddy already. Can't just "pop by" her house as and when I like until next Thursday or something. :( Bon voyage!&lt;3 And you owe me money for your new book, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/13100701.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met Jasmyn at the airport, where JY gave a terrible introduction of us. &lt;font color="#FF1493"&gt;Hi, I'm JY's friend, &lt;b&gt;QianBian&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/font&gt; Harrrdeehahah. -.- Our lunch amounted to about $93. Charlene Yunqi JiaYin and I had baked rice, JieYing and Jasmyn had fish&amp;chips, and Caleb had &lt;u&gt;Breaded Chicken &lt;i&gt;Whatever la!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt;, lol. The waitress who took our order was really cute. We (minus Jasmyn) shared an Earthquake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/13100702.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JiaYin uses the word, &lt;font color="orange"&gt;"&lt;b&gt;TRAGEDIC&lt;/b&gt;"&lt;/font&gt;. Her English is very tragic, what a tragedy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/13100703.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/13100704.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I see pigs!!! Okaaay, so I was pigging out on the yummilicious icecream combo too :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/13100705.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our Earthquake died in a very gross manner, hehe. We dumped dry ice water into the bowl. :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/13100706.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we camwhored while JY was entertaining her SCGS friends, we're so self-entertaining eh. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/13100707.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/13100708.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to the airport with JiaYin and came back without her, aww. :(&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/13100709.jpg" border="1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Healthy &amp; delicious dimsum, oily &amp; fattening western food, and girl talksss. ♥&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; Sorry, SungMing :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14792030-8675867820327526970?l=manipulation-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manipulation-.blogspot.com/feeds/8675867820327526970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14792030&amp;postID=8675867820327526970' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14792030/posts/default/8675867820327526970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14792030/posts/default/8675867820327526970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manipulation-.blogspot.com/2007/10/bon-voyage-jiayin.html' title='Bon Voyage, JiaYin!'/><author><name>ShuMei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06138187027194847547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETGpGRSN7bY/SX_nyqMBQOI/AAAAAAAAAEs/EZGtJ99eRnM/S220/icon_shumei.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14792030.post-2026711369296668584</id><published>2007-10-09T20:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-12T23:00:28.272+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Freedom Is Bliss!</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Freedom Day 4. 12/10/07, Friday&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunched with Caleb after school, cousins are just so fetch. :D Oh, my results surprised me. My Chinese was unexpectedly low, I flunked my Chemistry, and my Math was unexpectedly improved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner for KBT is cancelled at the last minute, I don't know why. &lt;img src="http://www.xanga.com/images/bitter.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Freedom Day 3. 11/10/07, Thursday&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I waited 2.5h for less than 1h of CCA -.-, but it was nice seeing the club all the same. :) Mr.Kuo forgot my name (!!) because he's very &lt;i&gt;pekchek&lt;/i&gt; about our Chemistry papers after marking them. YanXin said Mr.K said,&lt;font color="green"&gt;"God, ShuMei, you're a genius."&lt;/font&gt; for something, and I didn't hear it. Wahlao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yi &lt;I&gt;buang&lt;/i&gt;ed his motorbike a week after he got his liscence! Luckily, all his body parts are still intact. &gt;.&lt; I'm never gonna ride a motorcycle again, it's freaking dangerous! Di is entering NS on Monday, and even though he's really act cool, I'm going to miss him a lot. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I bought the iPhone, cool right! And some might start questioning it's resemblance to N6300. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/iphone6300.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Freedom Day 2. 10/10/07, Wednesday&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went shopping with Jane again today! :D I'm officially broke now, ohwells. :\ Met Jane at Kovan's NeoGeo. The hairdresser didn't even cut Jane's hair according to the Jolin Tsai photo she showed him. Her hair turned out to be un-Jolinish. I'm glad I get my haircuts from Artistic Touch. Aunty Lotus is so much better (and cooler &amp; nicer), and Angel dries hair at superb speed and quality. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/10100701.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Does anybody else hold the camera like I do??? I have big hands, pwnz. :D&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This &lt;s&gt;lady&lt;/s&gt; auntie sitting next to Jane at the salon was bloody funny. As in, omgshe'ssodumb-funny. I'm sorry for being mean, but it's true. The hairdresser looked so awkward trying to reply her strange questions. And we went shopping at Orchard from 12pm to 8pm. My legs are sore, haha. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/10100702.jpg" border="1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/10100703.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looked at clothes &amp; accessories &amp; makeup, laughed at ridiculous stuff, the usuals. I was scouting for &lt;b&gt;a&lt;/b&gt; necklace and &lt;b&gt;a&lt;/b&gt; pair of sunglasses, while Jane wanted to buy this bag. After endless shopping, Jane ended up with random accessories and I bought &lt;b&gt;four&lt;/b&gt; necklaces and &lt;b&gt;two&lt;/b&gt; pairs of sunglasses. I'm like, so pro. Got the aviators when I was back in Serangoon. It looked cute then, ohwells. Bad impulse buy. This is what happens when you don't go out for a long time - buy all at one go. And since Jane and I have never stepped into Lucky Plaza before, we decided to see what they sell there. Uhm, I don't wish to go in there anymore. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/10100704.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jane wanted me to get the "S" pendant necklace (for &lt;b&gt;S&lt;/b&gt;huMei) instead of the lovely MickyMouse head. Fortunately, I'm not stupid. There's no way I'm going to walk around with everyone calling me an ass, even though that necklace was quite nice too. &lt;i&gt;"I like his S", lmao.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Freedom Day 1. 09/10/07, Tuesday&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally. I went to find Aunty Lotus after my paper, and she said that my complexion is bad. :( And she threatened to use curling cream on my face if it doesn't get better, lol! But really, I'm not vain enough to go to the extent of wasting my time on my face during exams period. *rolls eyes*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My impression of C_ High guys just got worse than ever, thanks to this bunch of losers I met on the bus home today. Seriously, you do not start talking to a stranger on the bus all of a sudden and try to act cool at the same time in your CMI school uniform. And continue after being daoed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;St.Nicholas had their last paper today too, and SCGS are checking results &lt;i&gt;already&lt;/i&gt;, so Jane JiaYin and I headed to town to *coughs* shop. It was more like window shopping than anything, really. All of us wanted/needed to buy stuff. Unfortunately, we ended up empty-handed, sian. This shopping trip gives me no kick. I'm so bored can. Quick, somebody entertain me before I drop dead due to excess boredom. Whoops, I kinda forgot that there are still some poor souls out there who are well, &lt;u&gt;still&lt;/u&gt; mugging. Ohwells, you guys won't know how it feels like to be bored to tears, because I don't have anything to do, 'til &lt;b&gt;AFTER&lt;/b&gt; your exams. ;) I'm Charlene's &lt;b&gt;Wonderful Friend #1&lt;/b&gt;. I know, right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been, hmmm, &lt;b&gt;6years&lt;/b&gt; since I've last been invited (instead of the other way round $#!@%$). SungMing is such a lovely twin, and Fiona is the best. &lt;3&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14792030-2026711369296668584?l=manipulation-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manipulation-.blogspot.com/feeds/2026711369296668584/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14792030&amp;postID=2026711369296668584' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14792030/posts/default/2026711369296668584'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14792030/posts/default/2026711369296668584'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manipulation-.blogspot.com/2007/10/freedom-is-bliss.html' title='Freedom Is Bliss!'/><author><name>ShuMei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06138187027194847547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETGpGRSN7bY/SX_nyqMBQOI/AAAAAAAAAEs/EZGtJ99eRnM/S220/icon_shumei.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14792030.post-1505120133173928190</id><published>2007-10-05T11:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-12T23:00:07.447+08:00</updated><title type='text'>We All Know Mugging Sucks</title><content type='html'>&lt;s&gt;Bicultural Studies Programme&lt;br /&gt;Language Arts Paper I&lt;br /&gt;Integrated Humanities&lt;br /&gt;Language Arts Paper II&lt;br /&gt;Chinese Language &amp; Culture Paper I&lt;br /&gt;Chinese Language &amp; Culture Paper II&lt;br /&gt;Integrated Mathematics Paper I&lt;br /&gt;Integrated Mathematics Paper II&lt;br /&gt;Chemistry Paper I&lt;br /&gt;Chemistry Paper II&lt;br /&gt;Biology Paper I&lt;br /&gt;Biology Paper II&lt;br /&gt;Geography&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font size="2" face="georgia"&gt;Finally. Over! :D&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tuesday, 09/10/07&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHAHAHAHA! It's a happy happy day! &lt;img src="http://www.xanga.com/images/laughing.gif" border="0"&gt; &lt;img src="http://www.xanga.com/images/laughing.gif" border="0"&gt; &lt;img src="http://www.xanga.com/images/laughing.gif" border="0"&gt; &lt;img src="http://www.xanga.com/images/laughing.gif" border="0"&gt; &lt;img src="http://www.xanga.com/images/laughing.gif" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I already lost 10marks for Geography 'cause I couldn't finish constructing some survey questions &amp; my right arm is about to fall off after 2.5h of madness writing. But heck, who cares, I'm over and done with for exams, that's more important. \o/ Whoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#FF1493"&gt;&lt;b&gt;p/s: I HAVE A LIFE!&lt;/b&gt; &lt;img src="http://www.xanga.com/images/whatevah.gif" border="0"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Monday, 08/10/07&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's 2.5h of Geography tomorrow, it's &lt;b&gt;my last paper&lt;/b&gt;! &lt;img src="http://www.xanga.com/images/laughing.gif" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No (Physics) paper = No school today (again) &lt;font color="red"&gt;Loveeeeit.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first thing I'd do is to get Aunty Lotus to do something about my bad complexion. :( Then I'd hit the malls, wahahahaha! *goes mad* I haven't stepped into Orchard for like, a month. Very pathetic. Am going shopping with Jane and JiaYin tomorrow afternoon, and I shall 大开杀戒! &gt;:) Then I'll watch my DVDs and read some books &amp; magazines and go arcade and pop over to JY's house as and when I feel like it, etc. This is called, &lt;b&gt;having a life&lt;/b&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/alifecool.gif" border="0"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But for the time being, I shall continue with my mugging. Tatas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sunday, 07/10/07&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="border-bottom: solid 1px red"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.incinemas.com.sg/lustcaution/" target="_blank"&gt;Lust, Caution&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; or &lt;span style="border-bottom: solid 1px red"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.sonypictures.com/movies/residentevilextinction/" target="_blank"&gt;Resident Evil: Extinction&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;? The other NC-16 movies are automatically struck off the list because they seem so lame. Maybe except for &lt;span style="border-bottom: solid 1px red"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.warthefilm.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Rouge Assassin&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (Jet Li is good). I think. I grow up watching my cousins fight and kill zombies in &lt;b&gt;Resident Evil&lt;/b&gt; (the PS game), and it's damn cool. And morbid. :D Anyway, the edited &lt;b&gt;Lust, Caution&lt;/b&gt; is way too &lt;font color="#FFFFFF"&gt;clean&lt;/font&gt; and the media says it has already lost part of its essence like that. Grah. &gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a Sunday. I should be out of the house and at town having fun or fighting Lawrence at Street Fighters (it's good to go back to old games) or babysitting Darius or just slacking. Dang the exams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Saturday, 06/10/07&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/studygroup06100701.jpg" border="1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/studygroup06100702.jpg" border="1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/studygroup06100703.jpg" border=""&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I spent my morning and afternoon at Serangoon McDonalds with Charlene and Fiona, mugging. *coughs* The pictures looked dark because the three of us were rather gloomy that we had to study while most of the students have already ended their exams. And they're gloating about it! :( But then again, it's not really that bad. We can always laugh at them next year when they're taking the O's while we're slacking, HAHA. xD The studygroup wasn't that productive. Macs is really not a conducive environment for knowledge absorption. It's noisy, noisy, and noisy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#FF1493"&gt;"Oh shit, I've been on this page since 12pm!" (Geography notes)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="orange"&gt;"I'm already on my second page." (Physics textbook)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="red"&gt;"I've gone through 16pages, haha." (Chemistry 10year series)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#FF1493"&gt;"But you didn't even do!" -.-&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's about how much we actually mugged. Oh we met Gabriel &amp; friends at Macs, coincidentally. &lt;font color="#996633"&gt;"Oh shit"&lt;/font&gt;, that was very nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I found an icon of &lt;b&gt;MeanGirls&lt;/b&gt; Coach Carr's speech, it's &lt;font color="#FF1493"&gt;&lt;b&gt;so fetch!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/ICONATOR_dd296fd.gif"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was mugging, when I received a phone call. Private number.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#CC00CC"&gt;"Hello. (Blah blah blah, I didn't managed to hear him properly, thanks to the earphone on the other ear). I'm doing a survey on the usage of internet. May I have one minute of your time, please?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#FF1493"&gt;"Errrr, okay."&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#CC00CC"&gt;"May I know how to address you?"&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#FF1493"&gt;"Oh, wait. I'm, like, fifteen. I can't participate in surveys if I'm under eighteen, right? So... Yeah."&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#CC00CC"&gt;"Oh. Okay, thank you, bye."&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That conversation lasted 00:01:03, that's past one minute. HAH, LIAR. Good thing I remembered that I'm under aged, otherwise I'd be wasting my precious mugging *coughs* time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally realise how I work. &lt;img src="http://www.xanga.com/images/pleased.gif" border="0"&gt; I come up with all the negative possibilities of a situation, go through them thoroughly, then get really emo and depressed. So when bad things really do happen, I don't feel anything anymore. It was like that two years ago. It just happened again, ohwells. My intuitive is right, &lt;i&gt;again&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Friday, 05/10/07&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;(EDIT)Oh fine. I'm such a chicken that I decided to watch &lt;b&gt;Over The Hedge&lt;/b&gt; instead of &lt;b&gt;Alone&lt;/b&gt; by myself. Heh. So loser.(/EDIT)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, Bio was bad 'cause I didn't have time to finish the last essay question. Ohwells. Anyhoo, I saw Jaren today haha. Since he was able to spot me even though I was in this really packed 156 bus, I can't be that fair after all! Never reflect light, lmao. :D I'm going to slack today; blast some music to irritate back my annoying neighbour and maybe watch a DVD or two. I have &lt;b&gt;Alone&lt;/b&gt;, muahaha. Shall attempt to watch a horror alone (pun unintended).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/header060721.png" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/feb06.png" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥ ♥ ♥&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Thursday, 04/10/07&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm quite dead for Chemistry. The questions were really, -inserts vulgarities-. There was this really stupid question about cooking soups in aluminium pots and adding lemon juice to the soup. We have such morbid setters. &lt;font color="#CC33CC"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Lemon Juice + Aluminium = ?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt; (I wrote &lt;font color="#FF1493"&gt;Aluminium salts + Water&lt;/font&gt;, which is obviously wrong since Acid + Metal = Salt + &lt;u&gt;Hydrogen&lt;/u&gt;, and not Water. All these while, I keep thinking that it's H&lt;sub&gt;2&lt;/sub&gt;O instead of H&lt;sub&gt;2&lt;/sub&gt;. T.T)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And somebody please tell me how the hell do you draw the dot and cross diagrams for &lt;font color="#cc33cc"&gt;&lt;b&gt;P&lt;sub&gt;2&lt;/sub&gt;O&lt;sub&gt;2&lt;/sub&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt; (phosphorous dioxide, I THINK. Crap, I don't even know what it is!) and &lt;font color="#cc33cc"&gt;&lt;b&gt;CH&lt;sub&gt;3&lt;/sub&gt;NH&lt;sub&gt;2&lt;/sub&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt; (methylamine - it was stated, haha). I shall go roll on the grass to destress now, bye.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Wednesday, 03/10/07&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought I did fine for Math even though I think I lost about 25marks for both papers (out of 160), haha. But considering that my Math really sucks, I think I did pretty well. The more important thing is, I could do questions which I weren't able to do previously! :D Tomorrow's Chemistry, and I still can't remember formulae for Volumetric Analysis. Oh, I hate SCGS girls. &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;End your exams so early for what?!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tuesday, 02/10/07&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, Cousin, we need to sneak into an NC16 movie (!!). I was just telling JiaYin about that this morning, lol. Great minds think alike! Either that or butts are connected some way or another. I was thinking about this &lt;span style="border-bottom: solid 1px red"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.incinemas.com.sg/lustcaution/" target="_blank"&gt;THIS NC-16 MOVIE&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Let's do things the smart way and not get caught. Although it's really the thrill that matters. x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JiaYin, SungMing and I managed to take the same 105 bus this morning, yay. I thought &lt;b&gt;they pangseh-ed me&lt;/b&gt;, so I was feeling quite sad okay. When I saw them on the bus I was like, &lt;img src="http://www.xanga.com/images/shocked.gif" border="0"&gt;. And they thought &lt;b&gt;I pangseh-ed them&lt;/b&gt;. -.-" &lt;i&gt;I'm such a loyal friend, why would I pangseh people! (EDIT)And they're such fab &amp; trustworthy old friends, they wouldn't pangseh me!(/EDIT)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somebody go plan a celebratory gathering on 12/10, 13/10, 14/10 or 15/10 please. I think we will all look forward to that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Monday, 01/10/07&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I keep saying that it's the "last post", but I keep updating all the same. And that's really lame, no? But who cares, really!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My EOYs end almost an entire week after the SCGS girls', boo (you whores). So many people are ending their EOYs this week, but my last paper is on next Tuesday. x.x But &lt;i&gt;nairmind&lt;/i&gt;, there are always others who are worse off them me, hahaha! *points and laughs at HCI RI RGS DHS people* -&gt; xing4 zai1 le4 huo4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JiaYin was nowhere to be seen this morning, and SungMing and I didn't manage to take the same 105 bus. :( I didn't see a single familiar person on the way to school today. Okay, so I saw a &lt;u&gt;dinosaur&lt;/u&gt;. But he was at the bus stop and he didn't board the bus. Anyway, we should all take 105 one day after the exams and crash YZ, haha! I miss my primary school friends. Study hard k. ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I mention, I love Essence of Chicken with American Ginseng. I've been drinking it for the past five days, and I'm still not sick of it yet. Totally dig ginseng. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/sillydeathnote.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA. The (lame) things we used to do. xD Life &lt;b&gt;was&lt;/b&gt; fun!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caleb's only taking four subjects for EOYs! What the spoon spoon. The world's so unfair. He's too academically inclined for his own good. Go eat some Kalteen bars, Cousin. We were happily talking ala &lt;b&gt;MeanGirls&lt;/b&gt; style. Hmmm, I love Coach Carr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Coach Carr&lt;/b&gt;, &lt;font color="#00CCFF"&gt;"Don't have sex. Because you will get pregnant, and DIE. Don't have sex in the missionary position, don't have sex standing up... Just, DON'T do it, okay? Promise? Okay, now everybody take some rubbers." *hands out condoms*&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I agree with Fiona, mugging is really stupid now. Memorise, vomit out during tests/exams, flush out. We might as well be carbon papers, right? Right. Maybe it's just me, but I do look forward to the day of the last paper so that I can finally flush every possible information on all the subjects out of my head and start having fun. Mugging for the sake of scoring is pointless. But if we don't, we can't score and yeah, you know the consequences. :\ I shall go back to mugging for my sciences. And &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;MATH&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sunday, 31/09/07&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Studied with JiaYin today, and I feel so proud of myself for being such a great PIT and doing so much Math. x) Our dear JiaYin, on the other hand, is going to turn insane memorising her History stuff. Seriously, she's been chanting about Stalin and Hitler for hours. Even I know a bit about what she's being tested on now. Somebody please go save her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, before I forget, these are JiaYin's royal words, &lt;font color="orange"&gt;"Oh, I hate Thomas Edison. He's so stupid. He invented Newton's Third Law."&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, we know who's the stupid one now! :p I know who came up with &lt;b&gt;Newton&lt;/b&gt;'s Third Law even though I don't take Physics, hah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm amazed JiaYin's friends (other than Jasmyn) knows about my existence. On the other hand, I'm worried. JiaYin keeps telling them that I'm &lt;u&gt;retarded&lt;/u&gt;. If I'm retarded, I think JiaYin is &lt;i&gt;waaay&lt;/i&gt; beyond the scale of retardation, now that's really a big problem...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14792030-1505120133173928190?l=manipulation-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manipulation-.blogspot.com/feeds/1505120133173928190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14792030&amp;postID=1505120133173928190' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14792030/posts/default/1505120133173928190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14792030/posts/default/1505120133173928190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manipulation-.blogspot.com/2007/10/we-all-know-mugging-sucks.html' title='We All Know Mugging Sucks'/><author><name>ShuMei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06138187027194847547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETGpGRSN7bY/SX_nyqMBQOI/AAAAAAAAAEs/EZGtJ99eRnM/S220/icon_shumei.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14792030.post-1880836018083655273</id><published>2007-09-28T19:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-12T22:58:34.238+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last Post Till 091007</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;[EDIT]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="245"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/agcmnmx6fnk"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/agcmnmx6fnk" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="320" height="245"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who wouldn't be amazed by David Copperfield, right?&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, &lt;b&gt;Balls of Fury&lt;/b&gt; (&lt;i&gt;...A huge comedy with tiny balls&lt;/i&gt;) is out and it's PG, yay. Renowned director Ang Lee's 《色·戒》 (&lt;b&gt;Lust, Caution&lt;/b&gt;) is rated NC16 in Singapore, which is rather shocking because I expected it to be an R21. Oh, but that's only because Singapore's version is 7min-10min short of the original film. The longer version which is to be shown in USA is rated NC17 &lt;i&gt;for some explicit sexuality&lt;/i&gt; (quote: IMDB), which means that it would be &lt;u&gt;at least&lt;/u&gt; an M18 movie in Singapore. Ohwells. Also, it's ratings is higher than all of the POTC and HP movies, and it won awards even before it is released. Says a lot, doesn't it? Anyhoo, I wanna watch! Ang Lee's movies cannot be missed. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;[/EDIT]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been mugging and mugging, sigh. Exams are really dreadful. :\ Mid-Autumn Festival celebrations on Tuesday, yay &lt;3 Even though I went home feeling somewhat pissed off, it was fun while it lasted. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lawrence drove me to Jasmine's place to collect my homework on Sunday morning. And we got lost amongst the many expressways in Woodlands area -.- After that I went for lunch with the aunts at Park Hotel, and we did nails at Voxy Nail Studio at Ngee Ann City to try out the manicures and pedicures we're getting for Tammy's wedding. One and a half months left, with exams and the China trip and everything, it's really &lt;i&gt;so many things, so little time&lt;/i&gt;. I haven't bought the dress for the banquet, set of clothes for daytime, shoes, new makeup, and the wedding gift! Ahhhh. x.x Tammy said I'll be sitting with my family at the wedding banquet, but 9th grandaunty said that I'll be sitting with the other KBT people. What if I don't have a seat at all?! Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I like Voxy's pink seats and pink cushions! They're so ridiculously bimbo. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/voxynails230907.jpg" border="1"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevermind the ugly hand. The pink colour's called &lt;b&gt;Summer Kisses&lt;/b&gt;, so hot right! I removed it within three days, 'cause of school and high maintenance. I don't know how people like Jolin Tsai live with manicured nails everyday. So troublesome -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And we ordered Snow Skin Champagne Mooncake from Takashimaya, absolutely heavenly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/23090702.jpg" border="1"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/23090703.jpg" border="1"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was kind of sick, so I ended up sitting at the front seat of 8th granduncle's pickup.The last time I sat at the front was a good five years back. o.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/23090701.jpg" border="1"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aunty Jessi ordered tickets for David Copperfield's magic show, and I can't go because my parents say that I'm spending a tad bit too much on Tammy's wedding. Wahlao, David Copperfield's my childhood idol can. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14792030-1880836018083655273?l=manipulation-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manipulation-.blogspot.com/feeds/1880836018083655273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14792030&amp;postID=1880836018083655273' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14792030/posts/default/1880836018083655273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14792030/posts/default/1880836018083655273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manipulation-.blogspot.com/2007/09/last-post-till-091007.html' title='Last Post Till 091007'/><author><name>ShuMei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06138187027194847547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETGpGRSN7bY/SX_nyqMBQOI/AAAAAAAAAEs/EZGtJ99eRnM/S220/icon_shumei.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14792030.post-3954495471985399161</id><published>2007-09-24T07:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-12T22:58:12.831+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mugging like siao</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;[EDIT]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Home study/E-learning for today and the next two days. Our chinese teachers are kind of insane though, they are letting us do RGS and MGS Sec 4 2006 Preliminary Exams papers as EOYs practice. :\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;[/EDIT]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been mugging like nobody's business. It's been kind of strange not keeping in touch with friends and stuff. Emptiness, grah. Ohwells. And I haven't taken any photo for idontknow how long. :( Mid-Autumn Festival shall be my happy day, hmmm. Oh, I don't have school on Monday, Tuesday &amp; Wednesday, muahaha. Wahbiang, I &lt;u&gt;cannot&lt;/u&gt; wait for exams to be over! %@!^&amp;$.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;Ah yeah. Just in case I don't come online soon,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/happybdayfiona2007.jpg" border="1"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14792030-3954495471985399161?l=manipulation-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manipulation-.blogspot.com/feeds/3954495471985399161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14792030&amp;postID=3954495471985399161' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14792030/posts/default/3954495471985399161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14792030/posts/default/3954495471985399161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manipulation-.blogspot.com/2007/09/mugging-like-siao.html' title='Mugging like siao'/><author><name>ShuMei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06138187027194847547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETGpGRSN7bY/SX_nyqMBQOI/AAAAAAAAAEs/EZGtJ99eRnM/S220/icon_shumei.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14792030.post-8021128189141257674</id><published>2007-09-16T13:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-12T22:57:22.039+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Royston Tan Rules</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;[EDIT]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BSP was alright, I think. Basically, all I did was vomit everything I'd memorised for structured questions and crapped for source-based questions. Let's just hope that I didn't write any wrong words, 'cause I didn't use the dictionary. Anyhoo, from studying BSP (china history and politics), I've come to realise that Taiwan's president Chen Shui Bian is really qian4 bian3. He exists just to make trouble for Taiwan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cleared out my wardrobe today, and threw out two bags full of clothes which I don't wear anymore. I think this gives me a great excuse to buy new ones. :D Except that I've been wearing my mom's clothes for the past year and she keeps buying new ones, so I kind of don't need more. Sian.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;[/EDIT]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went over to Bishan Subway for lunch and mugging session with JiaYin and Fiona, and we watched a movie. Bryan pangseh-ed us! Terrible. And I &lt;i&gt;finally&lt;/i&gt; &lt;b&gt;finally&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;finally&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt; caught &lt;b&gt;881&lt;/b&gt;! &lt;font color="red"&gt;♥♥♥&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/881_Promotional_Poster.jpg" border="1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT'S DAMN GOOD OKAY. The old-school Hokkien songs just reach out to me man! Considering that I grow up listening to getais and stuff like that, it's quite obvious that I love it. Childhood recollections. I sang along to practically all the Hokkien songs in the movie, haha. *dances about* The Hokkien &amp; Singaporean elements in the movie are really cool. x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love the way how everyone breaks out spontaeneously into song and dance for no reason at all. And Liu Ling Ling is bloody funny! (As usual.) :D I didn't expect to see so many getai artistes in the movie too. Like Jenny, Wang Lei, Karen♥ and Lin Li(!). Royston Tan has good connections. ;) Oh, listen to the way they speak, it's so Singaporean! And it's not the kind that goes &lt;i&gt;la leh lor hor&lt;/i&gt;, which is what Jack Neo &lt;u&gt;always&lt;/u&gt; seem to use in his movies. -.-" No no no, Royston Tan uses the true blue coffeeshop Hokkien talk. Crude? Very. Hilarious? Definitely. It's good if you get Hokkien. But even if you don't, like JiaYin - who doesn't understand a single word of Hokkien, there are always the subtitles. And JiaYin actually laughed during the movie. I almost died from laughing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's rather sad though, especially when they sang Chen Jin Lang's (deceased getai host/singer) songs. It's all about treasuring your life and people around you. And when they sang 《十二莲花》, I teared and teared like nobody's business. Lol. &lt;b&gt;Royston Tan pwnz Jack Neo anytime!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fiona left for Swan Lake. JiaYin and I then went for desserts at the J8 basement. Sesame Peanut Tangyuan + Sesame Paste. ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/P1100333.jpg" border="1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/P1100334.jpg" border="1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14792030-8021128189141257674?l=manipulation-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manipulation-.blogspot.com/feeds/8021128189141257674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14792030&amp;postID=8021128189141257674' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14792030/posts/default/8021128189141257674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14792030/posts/default/8021128189141257674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manipulation-.blogspot.com/2007/09/royston-tan-rules.html' title='Royston Tan Rules'/><author><name>ShuMei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06138187027194847547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETGpGRSN7bY/SX_nyqMBQOI/AAAAAAAAAEs/EZGtJ99eRnM/S220/icon_shumei.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14792030.post-2786804364246179247</id><published>2007-09-14T17:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-12T22:56:44.130+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Childhood sweethearts</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;[EDIT]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a coooooool twin. &lt;img src="http://www.xanga.com/images/laughing.gif" border="0"&gt; &lt;img src="http://www.xanga.com/images/pleased.gif" border="0"&gt; &lt;img src="http://www.xanga.com/images/winky.gif" border="0"&gt; &lt;img src="http://www.xanga.com/images/whatevah.gif" border="0"&gt; &lt;img src="http://www.xanga.com/images/cool.gif" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Too bad you can't view cboxes to tag, hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;[EDIT]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I haven't been online for days because I've been studying. &lt;img src="http://www.xanga.com/images/pleased.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another cousin of mine got married yesterday, that's the THIRD one this year. 2007 seems like a good year for my paternal side cousins. And maternal side distant aunt (nevermind that I'm much closer to her than my paternal side cousins) too - Tammy's getting married in two months, it's also the most exciting one out of the four! Anyway, Sean and Adelena's wedding banquet was held at Novotel, Clarke Quay. &lt;u&gt;They've been dating since Primary 4!&lt;/u&gt; O.O That's about fifteen years of courtship. I have a really faithful guy for a cousin. Yay, Sean rules!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/13080901.jpg" border="1"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/13080902.jpg" border="1"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/13080903.jpg" border="1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥♥♥&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think most of the paternal cousins smile the same way &lt;b&gt;xD&lt;/b&gt; (so cute right, you can only see the teeth.) And grah, I need a camera with adjustable ISO and aperture! Had to do major photoshopping to make this batch of photos look less blurred, and failing to do so. Stupid dim ballroom :\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/13080904.jpg" border="1"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dinner was pretty okay. Nothing bad, but nothing delicious either. The waiters...*sighs* Really CMI. The worst I've seen. They can just remove your plate even though you're still eating, the atrocity! &gt;:( But the emcee was really good, her English was exceptionally fluent, unlike that of many banquet emcees whom I've come across. Since Mike gor was, for once, not the emcee, he ended up hovering from table to table to entertain his family. His cousins (from his other side of family) have really high alcohol tolerance, I was quite shocked. &lt;u&gt;All&lt;/u&gt; of them &lt;s&gt;drink&lt;/s&gt; gulp red wine like water, and they're only about 20 or so. :O But Elaine jie was the best, she wasn't the least bit red even by the time the banquet ended. I lost count of the number of glasses she had. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She offered me a glass of white wine, insisting on me joining them. We clinked our glasses together and downed everything &lt;u&gt;at one go (!)&lt;/u&gt;. Eight glasses before I couldn't process information in my head properly anymore. More training needed, otherwise I will die at Tammy's wedding, just from socializing alone. Ooohlala.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14792030-2786804364246179247?l=manipulation-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manipulation-.blogspot.com/feeds/2786804364246179247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14792030&amp;postID=2786804364246179247' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14792030/posts/default/2786804364246179247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14792030/posts/default/2786804364246179247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manipulation-.blogspot.com/2007/09/childhood-sweethearts.html' title='Childhood sweethearts'/><author><name>ShuMei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06138187027194847547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETGpGRSN7bY/SX_nyqMBQOI/AAAAAAAAAEs/EZGtJ99eRnM/S220/icon_shumei.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14792030.post-4360992870525111489</id><published>2007-09-09T21:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-12T22:56:12.121+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Oh look, a rubber duck! And another 10000 of them!</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;[EDIT]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Update! I did what I usually do when I usually see nice stuff. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/10080901.jpg" border="1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The little girl was adorable! Most kids are, really. &lt;b&gt;Most.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/10080902.jpg" border="1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mid Autumn Festival is in one month's time! Mooncakes, yum. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/10080903.jpg" border="1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's a beautiful day with a beautiful sky in the CBD today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/10080904.jpg" border="1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People. Eglin Bridge. Clarke Quay. The usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, the race started about 20min late. Ducks came tumbling down the back of the truck. Hundreds and thousands of them, all into Singapore River! :O Possibly the very last Duck Race in Singapore, mind you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/10080905.jpg" border="1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/10080906.jpg" border="1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/10080907.jpg" border="1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The mascot. It's a deformed banana! It's a deformed lemon! No, it's a giant duckie! Yeah well, it's just the inflatable mascot. One poke of the needle and pssssst, nothing left. &gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/10080908.jpg" border="1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr.Kuo &amp; Mr.Shone's son Max, Mr.Shone &amp; his daughter Haley. The kids are sooo cute and beautiful! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/10080909.jpg" border="1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of us stayed back for 881 artistes' performances. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/10080910.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;《一人一半》 ♥ ♥ ♥ People have been telling me how fabulous that song is, but I haven't had the chance to hear it myself till this afternoon. And I've been humming it since then! It's daaaamn good. Everyone should learn to appreciate the loveliness of Getais and Hokkien songs now. I'm so proud that I grow up listening to Hokkien songs hahaha. I bought the 881 OST! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I mention, the duck of a &lt;b&gt;PIT&lt;/b&gt; is a &lt;b&gt;PIAHERDUCK!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/10080911.jpg" border="1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because i really like this song,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="240"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ForZY9Zj5gQ"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ForZY9Zj5gQ" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="320" height="240"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;[/EDIT]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello, people. I'm finally done with the Geography &lt;font color="red"&gt;Ass&lt;/font&gt;ignment (please ignore the fact that "Ass" is in red, it was merely red-ed to make you more aware how gross the &lt;font color="red"&gt;ass&lt;/font&gt;ignment was. Ah, again!). I've been at it for the past 5hours, and without any distractions of any sort I swear. :) Anyway, I went to Clarke Quay for &lt;b&gt;The SCS Great Singapore Duck &lt;s&gt;Sale&lt;/s&gt; Race 2007&lt;/b&gt; this afternoon because I have a duck participating in the race. :D It's a really worn yellow rubber duckie with really cute red bills and really cool black sunglasses. At least I think that's how it looks like, because all the other 10,000+ rubber ducks look like that HAHA. Let's pray that my duckie got first, because first prize is a whooping $10,000! MONEY MONEY MONEY $.$&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K anyway, I shall blog about more about it after dinner. Note: dinner at 9.30pm, all because I was piah-ing Geog just now. The lives of &lt;s&gt;lazy &amp; procrastinating&lt;/s&gt; busy students. :\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh, I got a little sunburnt! *excited* Awaiting the tan after the redness ceases, oohlala. Unfortunately, that hardly ever happens. So yeah, we shall see :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14792030-4360992870525111489?l=manipulation-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manipulation-.blogspot.com/feeds/4360992870525111489/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14792030&amp;postID=4360992870525111489' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14792030/posts/default/4360992870525111489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14792030/posts/default/4360992870525111489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manipulation-.blogspot.com/2007/09/oh-look-rubber-duck-and-another-10000.html' title='Oh look, a rubber duck! And another 10000 of them!'/><author><name>ShuMei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06138187027194847547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETGpGRSN7bY/SX_nyqMBQOI/AAAAAAAAAEs/EZGtJ99eRnM/S220/icon_shumei.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14792030.post-1708999526733683743</id><published>2007-09-08T16:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-12T22:54:40.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's a beautiful world</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/reminiscence080907.jpg" border="1"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah, reminiscence. (Cecilia your moon face &lt;i&gt;vehh&lt;/i&gt; extra! :p) Our group photos are getting fewer as the years pass. Nobody shall hear anything regarding an upcoming gathering from me from now on. You guys 好自为之! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14792030-1708999526733683743?l=manipulation-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manipulation-.blogspot.com/feeds/1708999526733683743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14792030&amp;postID=1708999526733683743' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14792030/posts/default/1708999526733683743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14792030/posts/default/1708999526733683743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manipulation-.blogspot.com/2007/09/its-beautiful-world.html' title='It&apos;s a beautiful world'/><author><name>ShuMei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06138187027194847547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETGpGRSN7bY/SX_nyqMBQOI/AAAAAAAAAEs/EZGtJ99eRnM/S220/icon_shumei.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14792030.post-2719022026210692213</id><published>2007-09-07T11:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-12T22:54:10.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Boring Ultimatum</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;[EDIT]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm intrigued, to say the least. &lt;i&gt;Warao.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;[/EDIT]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/bourne-ultimatum-the.jpg" border="1"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With Charlene, Yunqi, Fiona and Gabriel. Because Ratatouille was so packed. It's all boring action with minimal advancement, IMO. I fell asleep somewhere along the movie, &lt;i&gt;don't know where la&lt;/i&gt;, and woke up to find Matt Damon in water hehe. So pro. xD Started popping Mentos to keep myself awake. GV Plaza was so cold okay. :( Or maybe all theatres are colder at night due to some strange reasons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I was really tired last night so I can't remember much. Other than Fiona going missing and reappearing again. I thought she kenna kidnapped. -.-" Can you not &lt;i&gt;chuck&lt;/i&gt; your phone in a corner so soon next time?! &lt;img src="http://stat.livejournal.com/img/mood/growf/smileys/angry.gif" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#FF1493"&gt;Auntie, let me know when you've reached home!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="orange"&gt;I'm home :)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#FF1493"&gt;Ok i thought you havent reached home so.. -.-&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="orange"&gt;I got attacked by desh!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#FF1493"&gt;And im nicky parson.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="orange"&gt;Did you know my real name's actually jason bourne?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#FF1493"&gt;No it's david webb!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="orange"&gt;He's david webb, i'm jason bourne.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#FF1493"&gt;Ok so the cia stole your name and made it his o.O&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="orange"&gt;Yeah i'm pissed off at him right right now. He'd better hire a better lawyer.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What happened to Yunqi?! I almost froze to death while smsing her last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did some fortune telling quiz, and my results are really -.-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;You are a laid back person. You try to enjoy your life to the maximum &amp; your love life is soon to blossom. The year will go very well for you and you will discover that you fall in love with someone totally unexpected. You will have a friend who completely confides in you and would do anything for you, but you may not realize it.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14792030-2719022026210692213?l=manipulation-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manipulation-.blogspot.com/feeds/2719022026210692213/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14792030&amp;postID=2719022026210692213' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14792030/posts/default/2719022026210692213'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14792030/posts/default/2719022026210692213'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manipulation-.blogspot.com/2007/09/boring-ultimatum.html' title='Boring Ultimatum'/><author><name>ShuMei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06138187027194847547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETGpGRSN7bY/SX_nyqMBQOI/AAAAAAAAAEs/EZGtJ99eRnM/S220/icon_shumei.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14792030.post-1155401132967035006</id><published>2007-09-04T11:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-12T22:53:47.616+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Overwhelmed by KBT lubdub</title><content type='html'>&lt;font color="#FF1493"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;25/08/07&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt; ♥&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went over to KBT in the evening and I rode behind Zai on Jimmy's motorbike to Ang Mo Kio (damn cool!) because we volunteered to go buy dinner for everyone else but didn't feel like riding the bicycles then due to pure laziness, hehe. xD We thought we'd get whacked for even suggesting to ride on the motorbike because there were cars &amp; a pickup and we could use them instead and safety comes first and blah, but no, the adults told us nonchalantly (a bit bochup too -.-) that Zai's already old enough, and so we could. Surprise surprise! &lt;i&gt;Though I have no idea how being old enough would mean that you can ride a motocycle safely enough...&lt;/i&gt; I was clinging onto him for my dear life half the time, haha. But oh man, the thrill! &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#FF1493"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;26/08/07&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt; ♥&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Nooooooodles!&lt;/b&gt; Breakfast with the 8ths, 9ths and Yi at Serangoon North at freaking 6.15am. I woke up on my own, thus proving the amazing power of mind over body. :) Di the pig was still sleeping then due to fatigue from over-partying the previous night, so he didn't join us. Spent my whole day at KBT. Had Uncle Zui's &lt;i&gt;ba-kut-teh&lt;/i&gt; for dinner and supper, lovely as usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#FF1493"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;27/08/07&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt; ♥&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/kbt270807.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;JC like, &lt;i&gt;finally&lt;/i&gt; came to KBT after a million years. But his bloody attitude put us off, unfortunately. *shoots guy on right (blue jeans) with toy gun* He's working for Sam Leong, &lt;a href="http://www.hpb.gov.sg/hpb/default.asp?pg_id=2082" target="_blank"&gt;The Sam Leong&lt;/a&gt;. Huh, birds of the same feathers flock together. *rolls eyes* That aside, the fifteenth day of the ghost month was supposed to be the scariest day of all, but nah, it was really fun. We were all dodging the flying lychees and rambutans, extremely hilarious. Then we had bomb fight (leftover bombs from CNY)! Someone, I think it's one of the aunts, shoved a bomb bag down the back of my shirt, and it friggin' exploded. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#FF1493"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;28/08/07&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt; ♥&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bad day, because I was introduced to the horrifying side of the family &amp; KBT history and all the terrible deeds some people did. They disgust me. :(&lt;br /&gt;Good day, because Di and I had a &lt;u&gt;heart-to-heart&lt;/u&gt; talk, and it's the first in &lt;b&gt;15years&lt;/b&gt;. I love him more each day, falala. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#FF1493"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;31/08/07&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt; ♥&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was off to KBT again after watching movie at JY's place. We discussed about Tammy's wedding again lol. Everyone's so excited okay. xD I refused to be a boring receptionist (aka someone who sits demurely and smile demurely at guests and ask if they want to sign on the guestbook while still remaining demure) at the banquet. So Tammy said I can be an usher with Zai and Di (YAY, we shall compete on competency and popularity levels mwahahaha), because I know a good number of guests anyway. It's going to be fun! &lt;font color="red" face="webdings"&gt;Y&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uncle Zui's homemade Hokkien Mee for supper, it's the best one I've eaten so far! The &lt;i&gt;balachian&lt;/i&gt; chilli is like, &lt;b&gt;WHOA freaking delicious!&lt;/b&gt; I dumped two spoonfuls of it onto my Hokkien Mee :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#FF1493"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;01/09/07&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt; ♥&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Debbie bought us &lt;u&gt;really weird&lt;/u&gt; chocolates when she went over to Taiwan for a couple of days. Yes I know they look very normal. At first.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/obscenechoc.jpg" border="1"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;Remove the wrappers, and you see human anatomies - one female one male, lol. These chocolates, I quote her, &lt;font color="orange"&gt;"are supposed to make people horny"&lt;/font&gt;. Terrible aunt, haha. We had a hard time trying to eat the dark chocolate. :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#FF1493"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;02/09/07&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt; ♥&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I totally forgot about going to KBT, and was mugging Chemistry, until Kido called to ask if I needed a ride from them. I rushed all the way please. &gt;&lt; Then they just &lt;u&gt;have&lt;/u&gt; to make people like me (who can't go, urgh) jealous by talking about the China trip next month. :( It sounds damn exciting!!! Other than that China people spit on the streets as and when they feel like, which is really disgusting. Kido and Zai are going to help us buy &lt;b&gt;a lot&lt;/b&gt; of cheap branded goods back to Singapore, if they can find them. Crossing fingers! xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#FF1493"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;03/09/07&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt; ♥&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went directly to KBT after Math lesson, and I was &lt;i&gt;sooo&lt;/i&gt; hungry, the first thing I did was to eat lunch. Downed &lt;b&gt;two bowls of porridge&lt;/b&gt;, and I don't even like porridge! I was so hungry, anything goes. After I emerged from the kitchen (guaikias like me wash the cutlery I've used, see), every single person I met asked me to go eat my lunch, thinking that I just came from school and haven't eaten. All the loveee. So touched. :')&lt;br /&gt;The KBT team walked in the heavy rain in the afternoon and all of us &lt;u&gt;fell sick&lt;/u&gt;, woohoo. It's like a mini epidemic! All coughing, sneezing and having scratchy throats. I was so tired by afternoon (sick, cold weather, plus lesson in the morning) that I didn't even watch where I was walking. Almost stepped and fell into an uncovered drain if not for Di who pulled me back just in time. :\ &lt;br /&gt;We bathed at Xinghui's place, and experienced some problems. Kido said something extremely apt,&lt;font color="orange"&gt;"I think the rate of my pee flow is greater than the rate of water flow from your shower head."&lt;/font&gt; Lmao.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#FF1493"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;04/09/07&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt; ♥&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shopping with Kido was cancelled because both of us were sick. :( But we went over to KBT anyway. Kido and the others who weren't working (on leave, extended MCs, called in to fake about diarrhea/flu, etc.) stayed outside to chitchat and all. Zai and I ended up watching tv in the lovely cold and snuggly (aircon at 16ºC, hah!) office from 2pm to 6pm and. Okay, we took turns taking a short nap as well 'cause we seriously lacked sleep for the past few days but there is only a one-seater sofa seat to sleep on. Ended up sharing the sofa anyway, lol. I suppose the table and floor make pretty decent sleeping areas too, provided that the table wasn't piled with documents &amp; newspapers and the floor hadn't been stepped on by anybody. &lt;br /&gt;Stupid Uncle Zui told us that drinking &lt;b&gt;Otard&lt;/b&gt; when it's cold will make us feel really really shiok, so we stupidly drank a glass each. Yes, it felt daaaamn good then. Otard 1795, wahahaha! But wahlao, &lt;u&gt;headache after nap&lt;/u&gt;. -.-" We lost our voices too, good job. Just when we thought that things couldn't get any worse, we got blackmailed by Debbie and Adrian. It sucks sometimes to have a mad aunt/cousin (in Zai's case) with a slightly less mad boyfriend (who is really a big bear in disguise lol). Anyway, the &lt;u&gt;&lt;i&gt;wrongest&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/u&gt; photo of the millenium was taken and we couldn't get hold of the handphone to delete it. &gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;Best of all, the two of us were severely reprimanded (plus all the head-shakings) because it's supposedly general knowledge that wine makes sore throats worse. Jimmy ,&lt;font color="blue"&gt;"...dare to drink when you're sick?! The two of you waiting to be all f---ed up ah, huh?"&lt;/font&gt; :( And Jimmy has the best temper. 8th granduncle &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;ROARED&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;. *sighs*&lt;br /&gt;But then again, we were brought up to be alcohol-junkies by the same people who reprimanded us please. Instincts, instincts. We're guilty, yes. But we've already drunk what we shouldn't have. Ohwells!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/kbt040807.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bestest group of guys I know, except for the one in &lt;font color="#666666"&gt;grey&lt;/font&gt;.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a random note, Ah Beng joined a quiz show and was asked to name three fruits whose names begin with &lt;b&gt;"A"&lt;/b&gt;. Ah Beng immediately said, "Apple, Apricot..." then he was stumped. After a while, he finally shouted triumphantly, "Ang Mor Tan!"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14792030-1155401132967035006?l=manipulation-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manipulation-.blogspot.com/feeds/1155401132967035006/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14792030&amp;postID=1155401132967035006' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14792030/posts/default/1155401132967035006'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14792030/posts/default/1155401132967035006'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manipulation-.blogspot.com/2007/09/overwhelmed-by-kbt-lubdub.html' title='Overwhelmed by KBT lubdub'/><author><name>ShuMei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06138187027194847547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETGpGRSN7bY/SX_nyqMBQOI/AAAAAAAAAEs/EZGtJ99eRnM/S220/icon_shumei.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14792030.post-6683690715224963842</id><published>2007-08-30T18:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-12T22:52:49.655+08:00</updated><title type='text'>why do all good things come to an end</title><content type='html'>Overdue photos from 20days ago. Chompchomp dinner with Charlene, Zina, Gabriel, JingWei, JunDe, and Bertrand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/chompchompdinner100807.jpg" border="1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Ahah, my picture's so cool :P)&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Frankly speaking, it's really strange meeting up again. It's been so long. Seriously, it's been almost two years since the last time I saw Jing &amp; Bert &amp; JD at a gathering. Nevertheless, great to know that we've (kinda) been keeping in contact :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="red"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;EOYS ARE IN A MONTH!!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/font&gt; &lt;img src="http://www.xanga.com/images/bummed.gif" border="0"&gt; &lt;img src="http://www.xanga.com/images/bummed.gif" border="0"&gt; &lt;img src="http://www.xanga.com/images/bummed.gif" border="0"&gt; SO SAI CAN. &lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/shit.gif" border="0"&gt; &lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/shit.gif" border="0"&gt; &lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/shit.gif" border="0"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14792030-6683690715224963842?l=manipulation-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manipulation-.blogspot.com/feeds/6683690715224963842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14792030&amp;postID=6683690715224963842' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14792030/posts/default/6683690715224963842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14792030/posts/default/6683690715224963842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manipulation-.blogspot.com/2007/08/why-do-all-good-things-come-to-end.html' title='why do all good things come to an end'/><author><name>ShuMei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06138187027194847547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETGpGRSN7bY/SX_nyqMBQOI/AAAAAAAAAEs/EZGtJ99eRnM/S220/icon_shumei.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14792030.post-3684379888643943210</id><published>2007-08-26T12:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-12T22:51:50.854+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Burpdays!</title><content type='html'>Yay I made special birthday banners for two special people! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/happybdayzina07.jpg" border="1"&gt; &lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/happybdayjane07.jpg" border="1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Happy 15th &lt;s&gt;Burpday&lt;/s&gt; Birthday!&lt;/b&gt; ♥&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Didn't go presents-hunting with Charlene yesterday, ohwells. But I've been a good PIT, and did math for 4hours straight (after reading &lt;b&gt;Deathly Hallows&lt;/b&gt; for 2hours). *grins* After that the aunts dragged me out for a shopping trip because they wanted to look at &lt;u&gt;furniture&lt;/u&gt;. -_-" &lt;i&gt;I want to study and I don't want to look at sofas!&lt;/i&gt; Headed over to KBT, fun/ny as usual. Zai has cool hair. &lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="border-bottom: solid 2px #FF1493"&gt;Tammy's wedding &lt;font color="red"&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt;; She's going to hold her bachelorette party/sleepover at her parents' home the night before her wedding. (Eccentricity runs in the family!) Shopping trip with Kido for our what-to-wears soon. Blouse &amp; skirt in the morning, and tube dress *gulps* in the evening. Restricted movement, oh no. Zai and Di are going to wear &lt;b&gt;ties&lt;/b&gt; on that day, HAHAHA that's going to be damn funny! Think: two extremely dao (look only...), tall, tanned, and lanky basketballer-ish 19 &amp; 23year-old guys in suits and ties. xD The three of us are going all out, sacrificing and killing our crude sides for this wedding. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're helping out with stuffs at the wedding banquet in the evening too. 9th granduncle says that includes reception and drinking on behalf of the bride &amp; groom so that they don't get &lt;i&gt;tooooo&lt;/i&gt; drunk on their wedding night to AHEM, do whatever you should do on your wedding night. The rest of us can though! *dances around the room* Exciting exciting! ;D I think I'll need a hell lot of backup batteries for my camera that day. Anticipating lots of group photos and teary shots. I.e. Dear 9th grandauntie sobbing in happiness as she sees her daughter get married during the tea ceremony thingum, haha! Potential blackmail material. &gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14792030-3684379888643943210?l=manipulation-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manipulation-.blogspot.com/feeds/3684379888643943210/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14792030&amp;postID=3684379888643943210' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14792030/posts/default/3684379888643943210'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14792030/posts/default/3684379888643943210'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manipulation-.blogspot.com/2007/08/happy-burpdays.html' title='Happy Burpdays!'/><author><name>ShuMei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06138187027194847547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETGpGRSN7bY/SX_nyqMBQOI/AAAAAAAAAEs/EZGtJ99eRnM/S220/icon_shumei.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14792030.post-917803085533987079</id><published>2007-08-10T16:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-12T22:51:30.291+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When Darkness Turns To Light</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;[EDIT]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;I should get my work done, instead of reading and sms-ing all day long.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't kidding when I said that I didn't want to go home and face all my schoolwork. (I know my folders have &lt;i&gt;k3wl&lt;/i&gt; names; photoshopped :D)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/mailsmailsmails.jpg" border="1"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;b&gt;2 days, 50 unread emails.&lt;/b&gt; Is this getting a bit sick or what? &lt;img src="http://www.xanga.com/images/bummed.gif" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner at Chompchomp with Charlene Zina Gabriel JingWei Bertrand &amp; JunDe. And we pretty much just ate. Charlene and Zina didn't talk much during dinner &lt;i&gt;(did you guys talk at all..?)&lt;/i&gt;. The Hwachong guys got lamer since the last time I saw them - about three centuries ago.  I smacked Gabriel's hand because he wanted to send a stupid sms, and he pressed the 'send' button by accident &lt;u&gt;because&lt;/u&gt; I smacked him -.-" &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stood for about half an hour with Charlene and Gabriel at Central, comtemplating about where to go. (Thinking back, it was rather pointless lol.) Ended up crashing JiaYin's place while the other two went home. I left my camera in Zina's bag, so no photos. x.x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://xanga.com/audienceof0" target="_blank"&gt;JunDe&lt;/a&gt; was the first to blog. &lt;font color="#84876E"&gt;"shumei you can always ask me and i will tell you the truth, dont listen to jing and bert! they talk cock one."&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Won't forget that :) &lt;b&gt;&amp;JD is taller than me already :|&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;[/EDIT]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gatherings, movies, sleepover, sms-es, crap talk, etc. ♥ &lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="red"&gt;Long blogpost.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;s&gt;I shall blog again tonight, after the dinner :)&lt;/s&gt; &lt;i&gt;&lt;font color="#FF1493"&gt;Please read edit above.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;( 01/08/2007 )&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/happybdayshuhui07.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;( 04/08/2007 )&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;Breakfast, Studygroup, and Pasar Malam with the Tousmuhly. &lt;font face="webdings" color="red"&gt;Y&lt;/font&gt; Went over to Charlene's house early in the morning at 9am and we mugged! :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/toussg04080701.jpg" border="1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mugger-ing, Nerd-ing, Geek-ing Piaher-ing in process.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/toussg04080702.jpg" border="1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caleb's EOYs consists of excerpts from Archie, that's cool.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ordered McDonalds delivery for breakfast and Canadian Pizza for lunch. More mugging, and we (FINALLY) got distracted. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/toussg04080703.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/toussg04080704.jpg" border="1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;We pwnz you.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="green"&gt;*does gross antics*&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#FF1493"&gt;"Shit, Caleb you're damn gross."&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="green"&gt;"Nuu talking please." *does more gross antics*&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#FF1493"&gt;"Caleb, you're some gross shit."&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAH. I hope Calbeethepapa wasn't offended. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Headed for the Pasar Malam at Serangoon, and we ate Pasar Malam food for dinner. Caleb can't survive in a Pasar Malam without us fellow Tous! &lt;font color="green"&gt;"Hey, do you think the Monop&lt;b&gt;a&lt;/b&gt;ly set is a scam?" :S&lt;/font&gt; (this question was repeated for 54321 times in 2hours, Caleb being the spoiled stereo)&lt;br /&gt;Like, it's selling for $13 when it is sold at $60 at departmental stores? &lt;i&gt;No no noooo&lt;/i&gt;. The Spongebob Monop&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="red"&gt;a&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;ly set from Ni&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="red"&gt;o&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;k is 101% genuine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;*Note: &lt;u&gt;Nothing branded at Pasar Malams is real :X&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charlene, Caleb and Cecilia played the scammer fishing game and won two racquets plus &lt;b&gt;A DOLL&lt;/b&gt; (GUESS WHO GOT IT HAHA). Exchanged them for a &lt;b&gt;Funny Beans Extreme Action&lt;/b&gt; set anyway, and we set it up at the void deck nearby. A n00b-ish attempt, I might add.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/toussg04080705.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/toussg04080706.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JiaYin and JiaHui joined us shortly. Went over to the Pasar Malam &lt;i&gt;again&lt;/i&gt;, and Caleb won guns with styrofoam ammo! -childhood memories flood back- JiaHui got herself an inflatable hammer :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/toussg04080707.jpg" border="1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Image edit inspired by &lt;a href="http://xanga.com/bulletblast" target="_blank"&gt;Charlene&lt;/a&gt;) If you don't see Caleb online, he's probably shooting styrofoam ammo at my picture for revenge.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/toussg04080708.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;( 06/08/2007 )&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/rgschoirconcert07.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="#FF1493"&gt;Music Extravaganza!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt; (RGS Choir Concert), fantastic :D Other than ________ tripping off the choir stands, that is. It came as a shock, ahem. 'Twas especially cool seeing Fiona sing! Oh yes, my toe nail broke :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;( 08/08/2007 )&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;NYGH Cross Country at Turf City, then movie with Jasmine. I ran (almost) 2.7km, felt so accomplished. ;D Lunched at Bugis Teenage Cafe,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/bugisteenagecafecmi.jpg" border="1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and the portions of the food there are oh-so-bloody-small. :\&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We caught &lt;b&gt;Secret 《不能说的 . 秘密》&lt;/b&gt; at Shaw Bugis (&lt;font color="red"&gt;the theatre sucked BIG TIME&lt;/font&gt;). Wanted to watch HP but we totally forgot to check the timings beforehand so there wasn't any show times -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/secretbunengshuodemimi.jpg" border="1"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;《不能说的 . 秘密》, Anthony Wong's superb acting skills and Jay Chou's prowess on the piano make me speechless. No doubt my favourite movie of the year so far. &lt;font face="webdings"&gt;Y&lt;/font&gt; Jay Chou is a great film writer. Too bad he can't act.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met Mommy and Aunty Jessi at Parco Bugis and they did some serious shopping. Left when I realised that I was running late for the sleepover!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;( 08/08/2007 to 09/08/2007 )&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;Sleepoverrrr with Charlene, Carina, Jane and Zina. So we bought dinner and went over to Jane's and studied 0:) , talked, watched movies, pigged out, and talked even more. &lt;font color="red"&gt;Failed studygroup-sleepover!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/sleepover080807.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ate so much within these two days, sinful! :( Played 'Truth' with Tiger Beer. Zina was the first to fall asleep. The four of us who were still awake talked till we fell asleep without any of us realising that the others have already fallen asleep lol! Had our first meal of the day at 1+pm (KFC plus pizza). Seemed more like a pig-out session, really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;( 09/08/2007 )&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;I saw Uncle Kiat on TV at the NDP. &lt;img src="http://www.xanga.com/images/shocked.gif" border="0"&gt; It's amazing how Singapore prospered and progressed in the last 42years. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/nightbunch090807.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're half a year away from our sweet sixteens, except for Fiona, who's more than one month away from her fifteenth birthday (mwahaha). Bryan and Gabriel looked, I quote Fiona, &lt;font color="orange"&gt;"murderous"&lt;/font&gt;. Oh, it's my first time taking self-portrait in the toilet! I still feel super retarded doing so though, but it's okay, at least we didn't take in front of the ugly and menstrual blood splattered cubicles like other retarded girls do. :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/disturbia.jpg" border="1"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went over to Vivocity with &lt;s&gt;the night bunch&lt;/s&gt; Gabriel, Fiona and Bryan, and the movie was not interesting, not nice, quite boring -.- Yes there were surprises and some kinda action (I guess) but the suspense/horror just wasn't &lt;i&gt;there&lt;/i&gt; to make me jump and freak out and scream. &lt;b&gt;Disturbia&lt;/b&gt; just isn't as disturbing as the title had promised. They didn't show the gross parts long enough to make an impression! And Bryan and Fiona didn't talk to Gabriel and me during the movie :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://battlemagick.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Fiona&lt;/a&gt; was very amusing haha! &lt;font color="orange"&gt;"i swear at the later part of the movie my hand was perpetually on my spectacles getting ready to whip them off at any moment when potentially nightmare causing scenes come up."&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Decided to have post-movie supper at Serangoon Garden despite it being slightly past midnight (feels great to have no curfew installed!) :D Cabbed from Vivo and we had not-delicious-but-acceptable prata. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/prata090807.jpg" border="1"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The guy who took our orders refused to let us order beef. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="blue"&gt;"Beef murtabak."&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#666666"&gt;"Chicken or mutton?"&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="blue"&gt;"&lt;b&gt;Beef&lt;/b&gt; murtabak."&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#666666"&gt;"Chicken or mutton?"&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="blue"&gt;"&lt;b&gt;BEEEEEF&lt;/b&gt; murtabak."&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#666666"&gt;"Chicken or mutton?!"&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="blue"&gt;"Mutton la mutton." -.-&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bryan decided to walk home because he felt fat lol, silly vainpot. Thank you Fiona &amp; Fiona's mom! :) Stupid Lawrence was at St James enjoying himself when I smsed him, what the hell. Gabriel said my eyes were red (so were his haha), which was pretty cool. But I didn't fall asleep until 4am anyway. So pro please, &lt;i&gt;somebody&lt;/i&gt; fell asleep at 3+am despite claiming that he wasn't sleepy after a shower, I wonder who :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holidays are so ohsofun ♥ ♥ ♥.&lt;br /&gt;Gabriel's cool only because he was influenced by me. &lt;img src="http://www.xanga.com/images/whatevah.gif" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Or strike a violent pose. says:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;are you going are you going are you going&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;[ GABRIEL  #12 ]       we deal in lead, friend says:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i not sure i not sure i not sure&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;caleb says:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#333399"&gt;OH NO I LOOK LIKE A RETARD IN THE BOTTOM PICTURE&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Or strike a violent pose. says:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="green"&gt;um,&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Or strike a violent pose. says:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="green"&gt;you ARE..?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;caleb says:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#333399"&gt;so rude?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;cause none of us were angels says:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="red"&gt;yes caleb you completed her sentence correctly&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Or strike a violent pose. says:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="green"&gt;well done caleb.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MSN convos are so entertaining, especially when you're bored falala :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14792030-917803085533987079?l=manipulation-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manipulation-.blogspot.com/feeds/917803085533987079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14792030&amp;postID=917803085533987079' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14792030/posts/default/917803085533987079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14792030/posts/default/917803085533987079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manipulation-.blogspot.com/2007/08/when-darkness-turns-to-light.html' title='When Darkness Turns To Light'/><author><name>ShuMei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06138187027194847547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETGpGRSN7bY/SX_nyqMBQOI/AAAAAAAAAEs/EZGtJ99eRnM/S220/icon_shumei.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14792030.post-1993513153581762365</id><published>2007-08-01T20:02:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-13T12:56:18.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You must pay a price for success</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;[EDIT]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I slept at 3am last night/this morning (no thanks to TDC!), and woke up at 5.30am (just barely) for school. Then I almost fell asleep during Sabbaticals, heh. Okay so it was seriously boring today, micropipetting all the dye and H&lt;sub&gt;2&lt;/sub&gt;0. Hopefully tomorrow's lesson will be better. :\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot wait for the weekends zomg. &lt;font color="#FF1493"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sleep!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt; :o And I can work on my math with a much clearer mind. Next week is a short week, abso-friggin-lutely lovely. :D I'm glad 31Aug is approaching. Can't wait to be done with TDC. Maybe watching Harry Potter with Jas next week. Yes we are so slow, but what to do? Nanyang girls have no lives what. :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;[/EDIT]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sabbaticals this week was okay, I guess. Field trip (sort of) to Sungei Buloh Wetland Reserve today :) I shall just upload the photos like that, without any photoshopping, because I'm in a rush.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/P110005601.jpg" border="1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jasmine the dirty-minded girl thinks this looks like, OH HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/P110006101.jpg" border="1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instructors Mr.lam &amp; Ms.Vani.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/P110006501.jpg" border="1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Class 308! (w/o ChenTian and Evelyn)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/P110008401.jpg" border="1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cool yet disgusting pink fungi :\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/P110009001.jpg" border="1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After attending the photography course last year, I became addicted to taking photos of the sky with silhouettes of plants :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/P110010101.jpg" border="1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prop roots are pro roots.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/P110010701.jpg" border="1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was enlightened, yes I was. 0:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/P110011401.jpg" border="1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Church meeting of tree-climbing crabs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/P110011701.jpg" border="1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took a picture of leaves (of a plant) through a hole in a yellow leaf o.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/P110012201.jpg" border="1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pure boredom :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/malayanmonitorlizard.jpg" border="1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also spotted a gazillion Malayan Monitor Lizards, and yes, I was fascinated :D&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Urgh, teachers' day.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14792030-1993513153581762365?l=manipulation-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manipulation-.blogspot.com/feeds/1993513153581762365/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14792030&amp;postID=1993513153581762365' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14792030/posts/default/1993513153581762365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14792030/posts/default/1993513153581762365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manipulation-.blogspot.com/2007/08/you-must-pay-price-for-success.html' title='You must pay a price for success'/><author><name>ShuMei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06138187027194847547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETGpGRSN7bY/SX_nyqMBQOI/AAAAAAAAAEs/EZGtJ99eRnM/S220/icon_shumei.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14792030.post-7508731105406225378</id><published>2007-07-21T21:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-12T22:50:26.211+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The most productive studygroup, ever!</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;[EDIT]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just when I was telling my parents that I was gonna save up money to buy myself a nice bday present next year, I went into a bookshop, looked around, and bought myself a magazine worth ten frigging bucks. What terrible self-control. :[&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so tired these days I can fall asleep even while talking to JiaYin, which I never thought will happen. (Or maybe JY was plain boring HAHA) And I struggle to keep awake in class, grateful that Jasmine will nudge me when she sees that I'm about to have my face fall flat on the table and thus having my nose flattened or my eyes so small I can be blindfolded with a rubberband. And I fell asleep while watching an action movie, it's so unbelievable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I WANNA WATCH &lt;span style="border-bottom: 1px solid red"&gt;DISTURBIA&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;[EDIT]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at 8am (okay fine, so I asked Cousin to wake me up by calling :p), and I went to RJC with him to collect his &lt;b&gt;Harry Potter and The Deathly Hallows&lt;/b&gt; book. Despite the fact that half of Singapore was probably queuing and collecting the book today, Caleb and I managed to get his book within half a minute of waiting time at the RJC bookshop. Damn pro please. It wasn't wrapped though! O_o Oh, it started &lt;u&gt;pouring&lt;/u&gt; about 5min after we stepped out of RJC, so Caleb and I totally ran for the nearest busstop going to J8.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#FF1493"&gt;"Omg the rain sucks, I'm covering my head with my (Chemistry text)book! Caleb cover your head with your book or something!"&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="green"&gt;"NO!! I'm like, covering my book with my head!"&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't realise that he was holding &lt;b&gt;The Deathly Hallows&lt;/b&gt;, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jaren was doing flagday at Bishan area, shaking his can, and we donated a really meagre sum. But nevermind. Mugged with Caleb, Gabriel and SungMing at Bishan Library, and Jaren joined us at after his flagday. And there was this &lt;u&gt;really irritating math question&lt;/u&gt; which Caleb, Gabriel, SungMing and I could not figure out despite working on it for about an hour. I think MengSiew said that there was something they labelled wrongly for that question, and Jaren got it worked out after they corrected the mistake. Stupid. -.-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somebody was hungry but didn't wanna say, silly. &lt;img src="http://www.xanga.com/images/whatevah.gif" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So. I went for lunch with Gabriel and Caleb, and we hung out for 1.5h x) Played BishiBashi with Calbeepoo, and I lost to him even though I won more rounds than him, DON'T ASK ME HOW -.- Tried our luck at the scammer machine (read: &lt;a href="http://oneshotdown.blogspot.com/2007/05/lucky-birthday.html" target="_blank"&gt;A Lucky Birthday&lt;/a&gt;). The J8 arcade isn't fun at all, boo. We bought Jaren and SungMing belated bday presents, and went back to the library to find Fiona and MengSiew there too. Kenna chased out by the librarian. Weren't supposed to be studying in the Quiet Reading Room, pffft. After some aimless walking we went to SungMing's house instead. His really nice mom cooked some food for us while we mugged (while talking crap). Left Springbloom with Jaren, and he taught me how to keep my face pimple-less xD &lt;u&gt;Feminists&lt;/u&gt; are so over the edge; guys should just be natural but polite because being overly-gentlemanly is way too perfect and seems really alienish. Ah, those I know and in my opinion at least. :\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/studygroup210707.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the most productive studygroup ever because I managed to finish memorising what I had to for the Chemistry test, and I understand Mole Concept &lt;u&gt;much&lt;/u&gt; better now. I think the others managed to do some productive work too, instead of slacking our butts off at home in front of the comp or tv. And I'm now quite a happy girl because I met up with my close friends. Thanks guys!♥ And I got to know a new friend too; MengSiew's a funny person lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jaren Chong thought I'm this petty person who would mind MengSiew joining us because I don't know him. You're so wrong, Jaren! Nyahnyah *sticks out tongue and does childish antics*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14792030-7508731105406225378?l=manipulation-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manipulation-.blogspot.com/feeds/7508731105406225378/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14792030&amp;postID=7508731105406225378' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14792030/posts/default/7508731105406225378'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14792030/posts/default/7508731105406225378'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manipulation-.blogspot.com/2007/07/most-productive-studygroup-ever.html' title='The most productive studygroup, ever!'/><author><name>ShuMei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06138187027194847547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETGpGRSN7bY/SX_nyqMBQOI/AAAAAAAAAEs/EZGtJ99eRnM/S220/icon_shumei.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14792030.post-7700622801491883186</id><published>2007-07-14T11:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-12T22:50:01.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hugs and kisses mean nothing without love.</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;[EDIT]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh look, I have been impersonated by some loser on &lt;a href="http://thejacksonbrothers.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;TheJacksonBrothers&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/tjbblogimpersonator01.jpg" border="1"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Either way, both of us are anything &lt;u&gt;but fugly&lt;/u&gt;, HAH!&lt;br /&gt;But twin you shall owe me one for this :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;[/EDIT]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="red"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Note: Image Heavy&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The most interesting thing I did during my week of school was Bio practical. We did &lt;span style="border-bottom:2px solid #FF1493"&gt;heart dissection&lt;/span&gt;, and it was so damn coooool. ;) Subconsciously, I know that I'm slicing a real heart (nevermind that it belonged to a pig), but it just fascinated me a lot. Basically I made the most out of the heart before we threw it away. &lt;b&gt;I love dissections!&lt;/b&gt; :D Or maybe I'm just morbid, 'cause the others shrieked or groaned in disgust at the sight of the blood when we were rinsing the heart while I was kind of awed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was &lt;u&gt;nothing&lt;/u&gt; like Black Friday. Friday the Thirteenth went really well for me, Geog test set aside. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bought JieYing's birthday cake at central after CCA on Friday, then I walked to Charlene's house (the agony!). Charlene opened the box to take a look at the birthday cake, it couldn't be closed properly after that haha. Bathed, and the rest started arriving. I got my very-belated birthday present from Carina and Jane - tanning oil &amp; glitter tattoo :O Thank you, those were very practical presents indeed! &lt;3 Then Zina came, followed by the Birthday Girl. We gave JieYing her presents, and waited for the grand arrival of Yunqi and JiaYin. Ahem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/jieyingbday13070701.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched a bit of TV, and ate a lot of sinful potato chips. Ordered pizza, then Yunqi and JiaYin &lt;i&gt;finally&lt;/i&gt; came. Watched more TV, talked, and we went into Charlene's room to watch &lt;i&gt;porn&lt;/i&gt; on the computer. No, really. &lt;i&gt;Voulez-vous coucher avec moi ce soir?&lt;/i&gt; :D The video, courtesy of Charlene, got everyone laughing really hard. JieYing got a CD of the video for keepsake. Went back downstairs, and we sang JieYing the happy birthday song&lt;u&gt;s&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/jieyingbday13070702.jpg" border="1"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Birthday Girl served the cake and Carina was the most excited to receive her slice of cake, haha. Oi, JiaYin stop dieting can!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/jieyingbday13070703.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yunqi &amp; Carina the extroverts, Charlene &amp; JiaYin the introverts.&lt;br /&gt;And JiaYin scares me sometimes, zomg. :X&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More talking and eating. The pizza came, with the receipt addressed to &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Ms Salim&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt; lol. Eh my articulation is fine, 'cause they had the name spelt correctly the previous times. We took like, &lt;u&gt;a ton&lt;/u&gt; group photos! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/jieyingbday13070704.jpg" border="1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm sorry I blocked a bit of Carina's face with my big head.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/jieyingbday13070705.jpg" border="1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zina and Jane were trying to be funny.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/jieyingbday13070706.jpg" border="1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I regret not doing my -_-&lt;font color="red"&gt;'''&lt;/font&gt; pose! Anyway, we tried out emo shots HEH.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/jieyingbday13070707.jpg" border="1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="red"&gt;&lt;b&gt;FAILED.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/center&gt;Yunqi burst out laughing (then tried to hide it by pressing her hand onto her face) which leads to Zina laughing (and shaking while trying to suppress it) too. Hey we're happy kids, what to do?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/jieyingbday13070708.jpg" border="1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="red"&gt;&lt;b&gt;ALL THESE EMO CRAP.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/center&gt;I like this one a lot, then I got addicted to taking emo shots so I proposed that we take one last one! (The others wanted to pose happily)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/jieyingbday13070709.jpg" border="1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="red"&gt;&lt;b&gt;THE LAST OF EMOISM.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/center&gt;Nevermind the fact that JiaYin was "hiding in her little corner" so well that she can barely be seen. I was hiding too. I mean, anywhere with light is my hiding corner, isn't it? :p And Jane makes a very good emo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/jieyingbday13070710.jpg" border="1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Wacky poses! ;D&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt; Stupid Charlene moved her face. But that's okay, now I look like I'm gonna shoot poor innocent and demure Yunqi. Mwahahahaha! &gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/jieyingbday13070712.jpg" border="1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;TRYING VERY HARD to act like a buunch `0f twiitxx w0rhz!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt; Yunqi, again, chose to be a demure lady while JieYing went totally out of control with twitism. :D But JiaYin looks the most like a twit, IMO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/jieyingbday13070711.jpg" border="1"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;A more demure photo to contradict the twittish one. I was trying very hard to prove that I &lt;u&gt;do not&lt;/u&gt; smile like '&lt;b&gt;xD&lt;/b&gt;' or a cartoon character, and that I can smile nicely with my eyes open and mouth closed. But I ended up looking like an idiot. *sighs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/jieyingbday13070713.jpg" border="1"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear I was just taking random photos when the camera suddenly grew an arm and wanted to strangle Carina, who was standing closest to the camera. Yunqi looks strangely annoyed here. Maybe that's because she was the one who put a spell on the camera and wanted the arm to move faster towards Carina to strangle her. Who knows, right? Being the alert me, I sawed the arm off with a chainsaw (found it on Charlene's kitchen table, along with some tissue boxes) and it dropped onto the floor with a loud thud, jumping about like a fish out of water. Then it disappeared with the blink of an eye with a strangled cry. We were stunned. And Carina owes her life to me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You guys know I was joking right? That was evil Charlene's hand. *blinks innocently* We helped clean up the place. &lt;s&gt;0:)&lt;/s&gt; Okay fine, so we made a mess out of Charlene's house, and we should clean it up anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really hope JieYing (and all the others, duh) enjoyed herself! &lt;img src="http://www.xanga.com/images/smooch.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Managed to reach home before midnight, kkthxbai.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14792030-7700622801491883186?l=manipulation-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manipulation-.blogspot.com/feeds/7700622801491883186/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14792030&amp;postID=7700622801491883186' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14792030/posts/default/7700622801491883186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14792030/posts/default/7700622801491883186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manipulation-.blogspot.com/2007/07/hugs-and-kisses-mean-nothing-without.html' title='Hugs and kisses mean nothing without love.'/><author><name>ShuMei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06138187027194847547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETGpGRSN7bY/SX_nyqMBQOI/AAAAAAAAAEs/EZGtJ99eRnM/S220/icon_shumei.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14792030.post-1614328920886381120</id><published>2007-07-08T22:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-12T22:49:38.917+08:00</updated><title type='text'>When it all boils down to nuttin'</title><content type='html'>K yup, update. *kicks emoism in the face*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/youthdayfundair07.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Yeah &lt;i&gt;fun&lt;b&gt;d&lt;/b&gt;air&lt;/i&gt;. But I can't be bothered to correct the typing error now :p) Youth Day Funfair this year was pretty much a success, and the school raised about $21.5k for charity. :D  Had a studygroup with JiaYin at Macs at 5pm (JieYing couldn't make it), and I got distracted &lt;i&gt;again&lt;/i&gt;. We ended up going to Bishan library instead, and borrowed books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday morning was spent in school because we had our Open House and I did registration duty. A humongous shoutout to Mrs.Wong SH, Gwen &amp; Marianne- &lt;b&gt;THANK YOU SO MUCH.&lt;/b&gt; ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I went off to the arcade at Dhoby Ghaut to vent some frustration. $15 wasted on Time Crisis , but at least I was in a better mood for the wedding banquet in the evening. It also came as a pleasant surprise to me that Raymond, the groom, actually recognised me at the reception even though we only met thrice. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/jennyandraymondwedding070707.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wedding banquet went fine, except that the emcees were the &lt;u&gt;worst&lt;/u&gt; I've ever seen. The articulation made me have an urge to throw my shoe at them, and they couldn't hype up the atmosphere at all. Terrible :\ I've concluded that the maternal and paternal sides will never be of equal familiarity to me, and that's a fact. The problem lies with the way the family works.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, JiaYin sleptover (super impromptu, she called at midnight!!) and we talked till 4.30am. About sooo many things. &lt;span style= background:"yellow"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sparks! :)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Had breakfast at Macs, and I read my books till I fell asleep :X Ahma came over and we talked; She told me many cool stories about the family &lt;font face="webdings" color="red" &gt;Y&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another week begins. It's not going to be an easy term at all. :\ I shall quote Jimmy,&lt;font color="green"&gt;"Never try to run away from problems. Fall down how? You think you what, Wonder Woman arh?!"&lt;/font&gt; Jimmy is such an inspirational figure. He makes me laugh, and think.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14792030-1614328920886381120?l=manipulation-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manipulation-.blogspot.com/feeds/1614328920886381120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14792030&amp;postID=1614328920886381120' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14792030/posts/default/1614328920886381120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14792030/posts/default/1614328920886381120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manipulation-.blogspot.com/2007/07/when-it-all-boils-down-to-nuttin.html' title='When it all boils down to nuttin&apos;'/><author><name>ShuMei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06138187027194847547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETGpGRSN7bY/SX_nyqMBQOI/AAAAAAAAAEs/EZGtJ99eRnM/S220/icon_shumei.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14792030.post-2752497618290081301</id><published>2007-07-01T19:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-12T22:49:13.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Children children children</title><content type='html'>Went for Jireh's 1st birthday celebration on Saturday afternoon with Gabriel SungMing Daniel and Hafiz (long time no see, yes). For the first time in my life, I'm the shortest among a group of friends. &gt;&lt; And we missed Bus 43 because, ahem, I went to buy sweets. :p Warren pangseh-ed us! But nevermind that. SungMing mastered his card-flipping trick, ama-za-zing! :O Anyway, I like the &lt;i&gt;Super-Labixiaoxin&lt;/i&gt; cake, it's super cute! Jireh wore a matching outfit haha :D I hope he likes our presents :\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/jirehbday07.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The guys pangseh-ed Daniel and decided to take bus instead, so I waited for the bus with them before walking to Uncle Kiat's house. &lt;i&gt;I'm kind 0:)&lt;/i&gt; Then Gabriel pangseh-ed SungMing &amp;Hafiz and decided to walk home instead, haha. My dear uncle told me that his house was &lt;b&gt;"within walking distance"&lt;/b&gt; from Mrs.Kwek's place. Yeah it was, &lt;u&gt;and I walked for five busstops.&lt;/u&gt; It's a miracle a person who can get lost in Orchard didn't get lost in a complicated estate area. The sense of accomplishment I felt when I arrived at his doorsteps was overwhelming xD We went over to Yishun to meet up with the rest of the extended family &lt;font face="webdings" color="#FF1493"&gt;Y&lt;/font&gt; for dinner at &lt;a href="http://www.bottletree.com.sg" target="_blank"&gt;Bottle Tree&lt;/a&gt;. I love that place :D Anyway we booked six tables and managed to call for special orders because &lt;s&gt;we are such special people&lt;/s&gt; Uncle Alex was kind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a good dinner with fabulous food x) AhZai, WeiHua, AhDi, Yong, Yong's gf, Kido, Debbie, Adrian, Tammy, YiWu, AhYi and I sat at the same table. I swear the waitresses love our table the most, we were so friendly and we practically serve ourselves. And our table always had extra food from the other tables after every course (mwahahaha). Amusing dinner, since we talked about amost everything under the sun - cartoons, cousins and &lt;i&gt;ka-chngs&lt;/i&gt;, handphones, rearing pigs. Yeah you get the drift.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I love kids, but I hate brats.&lt;/b&gt; Those I-think-I'm-better-than-other-kids or I-am-THE-QUEEN or My-things-are-nice-and-yours-aren't or Why-would-I-want-to-play-with-the-other-kids kind of kids. Any of those four bratty symptoms is bound to turn people off. And we met a kid with &lt;b&gt;all four bratty symptoms&lt;/b&gt; at the dinner. For the longest time, we've heard that Little Miss Cyrus was spoilt  (Adrian very aptly pointed out that there was a wrestler named &lt;b&gt;&lt;i&gt;Cyrus The Virus&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;, suggesting how badly he dislikes her. It was a common feeling at the table.), but we have never really interacted with her. Bad move to do so. Thomas' kids came over to our table and we love them to bits because they like, &lt;b&gt;kids&lt;/b&gt;. Seriously, they just do and say things as kids do. They're really innocent and they just have fun and play! On the other hand, Cyrus the Virus was being a show-off and just kept telling us about all the nice stuff in her house - pretty shoes, pretty clothes, fun computer games, etc. Yeah yeah yeah, I'm really sure I haven't touched a barbie doll in my entire life and I don't know what the computer is. -.- I just commented very innocently that one of Thomas' kids' shoes were very nice. Then Cyrus the Virus practically shouted,&lt;font color="#CC99CC"&gt;"I have that pair of shoes too! But they are in pink and my pink ones are nicer than hers."&lt;/font&gt; If she'd expected me to say that the pink ones are nicer, I didn't. I kind of ignored her completely. My aunt Debbie told her that pink wasn't nice. Virus then changed the topic and said she topped her class for Chinese last year. Kido immediately retorted her with something. Di and Zai snorted at practically every bratty statement she made because they can't be bothered to even talk to her, ohwells. I just played with Thomas' kids together with Adrian and shook my head as my other two aunts tried to explore how much of a brat Virus was. And because she commented that Thomas' kids were playing with (get this!) &lt;b&gt;"ugly yoyos"&lt;/b&gt;, Tammy got pissed and told her off. &lt;u&gt;Then Virus started &lt;b&gt;bawling&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt; (Primary 3 girl screaming and crying at a restaurant, no less.), &lt;u&gt;so home she went.&lt;/u&gt; Hard to express how relieved we were when she left. :o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A productive studygroup at Charlene's on Monday. I love studying at Charlene's house, becasue that's the only place where we can hold studygroups yet I can process stuff and have fun at the same time. A not-so-productive studygroup at Yunqi's place just now, and she was so sad to see us go haha. We shall have another studygroup soon, because I need to focus. &lt;i&gt;There's a reason why I'm home but blogging right. Being easily distracted is not a good thing.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I LOVE! Twilight.&lt;/b&gt; Vampires are so the bomb x)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14792030-2752497618290081301?l=manipulation-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manipulation-.blogspot.com/feeds/2752497618290081301/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14792030&amp;postID=2752497618290081301' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14792030/posts/default/2752497618290081301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14792030/posts/default/2752497618290081301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manipulation-.blogspot.com/2007/07/children-children-children.html' title='Children children children'/><author><name>ShuMei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06138187027194847547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETGpGRSN7bY/SX_nyqMBQOI/AAAAAAAAAEs/EZGtJ99eRnM/S220/icon_shumei.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14792030.post-4088326464028497323</id><published>2007-06-23T04:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-12T22:45:28.843+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Teeny Weeny Class Gathering</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;[EDIT]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zomg school reopens tomorrow. &lt;b&gt;I hate.&lt;/b&gt; Okay, maybe not hate. I just can't bear to leave the holidays behind :'( School hasn't even started, and I'm missing all the fun, joy and laughter already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The free time, the late nights, the gatherings, and the friends. I hope KBT this week can make me happier. Or maybe it will make me feel worse 'cos I'll miss the fun even more. *sighs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/DSC00069.jpg" border="1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Starboy! &lt;3&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For some strange reasons, he loves to lick my arms. Especially when I've just washed them clean. But this mini poodle's really adorable all the same! ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/cpck4.jpg" border="1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Min, Jasmine and I bought really pretty and yummy cupcakes!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleptover at Jasmine's place (again) with Jeanie, so Jas and I kinda took care of her. And the lil princess wanted to bring me home with her, awww.  &lt;font color="red"&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;[/EDIT]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6G'04 class gathering today, sort of. The sun, the sea, the sand. And beach babes, rugby ball and poker cards. Just eight of us - Charlene Yunqi ShuMei Fiona Gabriel SungMing Samuel ChunKeet, what a fabulous class gathering ain't it! (Okay so Bertrand joined us after dinner, but that's besides the point.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Again, so many photos taken. I shall just post the nicer ones up. Took the cablecar to Sentosa, yay. Most photos are taken by Charlene and Yunqi, since I was so damn frozen when I was in the cabin. Took the first picture (see picture below) of the silhouette of Fiona, and I was a complete gonecase after that. :\ But hey, it was mostly because Fiona the pig was rocking the cabin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://battlemagick.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;fiona&lt;/a&gt;  &lt;font color="orange"&gt;point being, i endeavoured to make shumei as scared as possible, and she sqawked shrilly and nearly killed my ears but it was highly amusing! -morbid grin-&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Note: Guys' cabin (pink one) was kinda lopsided :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/22060701.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luge ride was pretty dumb this time round, 'cos people got stuck at the winding path. Took the skyride with my dear &lt;font color="#FF1493"&gt;Night Safari group&lt;/font&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/22060702.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More photos at the beach; Random shots because I was not hyper enough to play games nor to entertain others and myself. :X I tried, but nah, I just couldn't really bring myself to continue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not much point looking at these photos when they're so puny you can't see much right? Yeah, but uploading big pictures take up waaay too much space. Just appreciate the composition of these photos, ohwells. The photos I take are quite decent! ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/22060703.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when I was not that bored,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/22060704.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/22060705.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(digitally enhanced) I like this photos a lot :)&lt;br /&gt;Background of the guys playing American Football, I think.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/22060706.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(digitally enhanced) But I like this photo more, haha. SungMing's emo-ing!&lt;br /&gt;-inserts cliche, overused emo quotes-&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/22060707.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got fooled by stupid Samuel's voice mail message. &lt;i&gt;"Hello? Hello? Hellooooo? Eh brudder speak up leh." &amp;etc.&lt;/i&gt; -.- Played captain's ball with SungMing's rugby ball (&lt;font color="#FF1493"&gt;Night Safari group&lt;/font&gt; pwnz please), and talked about old primary school stuff. Dinner at Ti Amo, and I will &lt;u&gt;never&lt;/u&gt; order Cabonara again. Gabriel and Samuel have put me through great trauma during the dinner as I ate! &gt;.&lt; Anyway, Fiona left for tuition, and the rest of us went over to Sunglade after dinner to talk, play cards, and prank call (Samuel is super good at it, it's just so amazing). Bertrand joined us at 9+pm for more cards, prank calls and games. Everyone left for home by 11pm, and that marks the end of the class gathering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Feels like any other gathering actually, ohwells.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14792030-4088326464028497323?l=manipulation-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manipulation-.blogspot.com/feeds/4088326464028497323/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14792030&amp;postID=4088326464028497323' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14792030/posts/default/4088326464028497323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14792030/posts/default/4088326464028497323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manipulation-.blogspot.com/2007/06/teeny-weeny-class-gathering.html' title='Teeny Weeny Class Gathering'/><author><name>ShuMei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06138187027194847547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETGpGRSN7bY/SX_nyqMBQOI/AAAAAAAAAEs/EZGtJ99eRnM/S220/icon_shumei.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14792030.post-6646665030033408589</id><published>2007-06-19T00:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-12T22:45:07.593+08:00</updated><title type='text'>12345 and animals-seeing</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;[EDIT]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot help but mention that the holidays are ending in less than 5days (I'm such a cold blanket). Good luck for chionging all the holiday homework people! &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Calbeethepapa, wait for that TanLahLah to reply ((: I think her replies are gonna be very interesting indeed ((: I thought you were $ w0rhzxzx ((: Or maybe I remembered it wrongly? ((: K whatever, let's wait for the replies ((: Even though I think they "dont helps"! ((:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Smiley faces as such are very irritating, aren't they! It amazes me how somebody can stuff like, 5 of them into one single tag of less than 200 characters. It's kind of strange why there are actually more than three flamers on DFE's tagboard. Is she that detestable O_o&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I slept at 0100 and woke up at 1330pm today. That's more than 12hours of sleep :D But it still doesn't make up for the few nights whereby I slept at 5am and woke up at 6am. Better than nothing anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sentosa class gathering *inserts doubtful look* in two days! Luge ride, skyride (hahaha), suntanning, cable car (HAHAHA)! I should stop being so evil right. I mean, going over trees is definitely quite scary, and it was pretty cool getting stuck on the skyride... Ok STOP :X Pray hard that it will be a sunny day! Gabriel wants to ger blacker. And I just wanna turn brown T.T&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;[/EDIT]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello I'm updating again, and I rock please. &lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;00012345 on the JB blog! :D&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/jbblog12345.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/jbblog12345-1.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Click for larger view)&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Update! Went shopping with Charlene at AMK Hub this afternoon before meeting Gabriel and SungMing, and it's such a lousy place to shop at for children's stuff. We were pretty quick with our shopping though, according to Gabriel :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Due to &lt;s&gt;my&lt;/s&gt; &lt;b&gt;our&lt;/b&gt; ardent desires to return to childhood, Charlene Gabriel SungMing and I went to the Zoo and Night Safari today :) Traveling with me is always entertaining, right? My jokes are abso-friggin'-lutely fascinating! Shall let the pictures do most of the talking, since Charlene and I took &lt;u&gt;a lot&lt;/u&gt; of them at the zoo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/zoonightsafari18060701.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;SungMing loves the Proboscis Monkey('s dick) a lot haha! xD We caught a couple of animal shows and polar bear feeding and it started raining at 5.30pm. :\ But decided to go look around the zoo in the rain anyway, so we ended up drenched. Hair wet, shirts wet, shoes wet, bags wet. &lt;i&gt;I like to walk in the rain. Because that's when you can't see the tears on my face.&lt;/i&gt; Very interesting quote, no? ;D Had dinner at KFC, and we were kind of dried by the aircon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/zoonightsafari18060702.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;Didn't take many pictures of animals at Night Safari, 'cos it was dark and flash photography wasn't allowed. Went through the mangrove walk and saw two pathetic bats. But it was kind of freaky walking about in a forest-seemalike at night. I didn't see any flying squirrels. :( &lt;b&gt;THE COOLEST THING WE SAW WAS TWO LEOPARDS HUMPING.&lt;/b&gt; We were so fascinated by them, Gabriel didn't wanna leave. Watched a tribal performance (eating fire is so gross) &amp; the Creatures Of The Night show. SungMing found a dirty diaper under his seat. O_o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/zoonightsafari18060703.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so special I have radar-like stuff on my head :) And I am not that short! Just happened to be one step lower than SungMing and Gabriel, so I look like I'm one head shorter than them. Charlene appeared to be taller than me! Ama-za-zing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Studies have shown that guys think of sex once every 3seconds, while girls think about gossips and relationships more than anything else.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really grateful to have such great friends, seriously. Shall post a short shout-out for each person, then I gotta go pack my bag for the Council camp. Yikes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Charlene&lt;/b&gt; thank you so much for being such a fabulous bestfriend and my ranting buddy for the past (many) years, iLu. &lt;b&gt;Yunqi&lt;/b&gt; you are my first bestfriend in primary school and thank you so much for standing by me all these years, iLu too! &lt;b&gt;Carina&lt;/b&gt; you always make me smile with your all-smileyfaced smses no matter where or when :D &lt;b&gt;JiaYin&lt;/b&gt; you're currently &lt;u&gt;the&lt;/u&gt; (best)friend whom I've known the longest in my entire life, and that's absolutely ama-za-zing! &lt;b&gt;JieYing&lt;/b&gt; your smses are the sweetest, funniest, most interesting and the most memorable ones. You rock, period. :D &lt;b&gt;Zina&lt;/b&gt; you are much missed! &lt;b&gt;Jane&lt;/b&gt; you're my best mate for sharing beauty tips, my dear &lt;s&gt;vainpot&lt;/s&gt; xiaojie. &lt;b&gt;YuanJun&lt;/b&gt; you are missed :( &lt;b&gt;Caleb&lt;/b&gt; you're my favourite (and most bitchy) cousin to date, lubbsxz iieuqs w0rhzx. &lt;b&gt;Cecilia&lt;/b&gt; xie xie ni, you almost never cease to amuse me greatly! &lt;b&gt;Gabriel&lt;/b&gt; thank you keeping me company almost every night and everything, I really really appreciate it. &lt;b&gt;SungMing&lt;/b&gt; I know you love me, twin! :D &lt;b&gt;Jaren&lt;/b&gt; you always make me laugh in front of the computer like an idiot, but I really treasure that special bestfriend sms of yours. &lt;b&gt;Fiona&lt;/b&gt; your silliness always, i repeat - always, brightens up my day! &lt;b&gt;Jasmine&lt;/b&gt; thank you so much for everything, princess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;font color="red" face="webdings"&gt;Y&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14792030-6646665030033408589?l=manipulation-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manipulation-.blogspot.com/feeds/6646665030033408589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14792030&amp;postID=6646665030033408589' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14792030/posts/default/6646665030033408589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14792030/posts/default/6646665030033408589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manipulation-.blogspot.com/2007/06/12345-and-animals-seeing.html' title='12345 and animals-seeing'/><author><name>ShuMei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06138187027194847547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETGpGRSN7bY/SX_nyqMBQOI/AAAAAAAAAEs/EZGtJ99eRnM/S220/icon_shumei.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14792030.post-8861618847734945061</id><published>2007-06-15T23:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-12T22:44:24.236+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tousmuhly, Twins, and more</title><content type='html'>I took a quiz on Min's blog, and it's really quite cool and true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Identify yourself as right or left brainer!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#FF1493"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Left-Left -&lt;/b&gt; Dedicated, cold, perfectionist&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very logical in all aspects. The only way to defeat (or win over) him/her is through reasons. Has a lot of pride, and feels strongly about doing the right thing. If they are your friends, they are very trustworthy. However, if they are your opponents, they will be very tough to deal with because they can be very "anal" as a perfectionist. They usually leave a bad impression of being hard to deal with when first met.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finish the sentence, I'm very ANAL &lt;u&gt;as a perfectionist&lt;/u&gt;! Not just plain anal k.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Tousmuhly&lt;/b&gt;, we rock yo. &lt;font color="#FF1493"&gt;Celiathe, Calbeethepapa, Chaochar, Shumama.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/shumama.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hanging out/MSN-ing with them just brings the worst in me. I scare myself sometimes, being so evil. Not janeywaney-evil, but MeanGirls-evil. :\ &lt;i&gt;Sincere apologies to DFE. I was mean, but you really take terrible photographs.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I got myself a twin! :D &lt;b&gt;Mr.twoway ticket-/TSM&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A cousin, a laopo, and now a twin. My life is getting very interesting, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charlene's body alarm clock is screwed 'cos of her trip to Wales, but I DON'T KNOW WHAT HAPPENED TO MINE. Been sleeping past 2am and waking up at 10am-12pm for the past few days. I shall blame late night sms-es hah :D And I'm going to do day-to-day accounts despite it being boring :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So. Went to the zoo in the sweltering heat with Felicia on the 8th for Geography SIA while Princess Jasmine went for CCA. In an air-conditioned room, no less. And we're going back to the zoo on the 16th, oh wow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/melrosetrip.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went over to Children's Aid Society (Melrose) on the 11th, and it was great fun playing with the kids. But no, I can't handle more than two. Almost got torn apart and died when these three little girls wanted individual attention from me at the same time (I'm popular among kids, that's why! I've concluded about 400years ago that children love me :D). And no, I'm not patient enough for these kids. Taking care of one kid is fine, not fifteen! But I love the home all the same. The kids are great; Approachable, adorable, interesting, etc. Just extremely active.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sleptover at Jasmine's place from 11th to 12th, it was crazy fun. We baked cookies, cupcakes, and more cookies! I was amaaazazingly innovative.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/baking110607.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out the three mahjong tiles! &lt;i&gt;San tong, peng!&lt;/i&gt; (Yes I'm slowly morphing into a mahjong freak. Go learn how to play, people! Then we can play overnight mahjong :D) I hate taking photos with my handphone camera. Most of the photos turn out terrible with low resolutions. We went iceskating at night, which was fabulous because there were just a few people around. Jasmine and I could really concentrate on learning new stuff and improve on skating. I taught myself how to iceskate backwards, with advice from iceskating-crazy Jasmine of course. But still, *triumphant look* I think I'll forget how to do it the next time I go haha. Thank you Jas and family (again, haha)! I had, again, a great time. &lt;font color="red" face="webdings"&gt;Y&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a short PS marathon on 13th, and I suck at BishiBashi. -.- Pigged out on chocolates, gummies and more chocolates. Oh, we gamed Wheel of Fortune on the PS and won about US$13800, virtual cash. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Studygroup on the 14th at Macs, and we had dinner at Ti Amo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="orange"&gt;"... Ares. Is it pronounced as 'ar(i)es', like, A-R-I-E-S?"&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="green"&gt;"Yeah, A-R-I-E-S and A-R-E-S are both pronounced as 'ar(i)es'."&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="orange"&gt;"Oh, really ah!"&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#FF1493"&gt;"Yeah, or maybe you can pronounce it as 'are-s'. Y'know, yeah."&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um, I was plain bored. Watched &lt;b&gt;Fantastic 4&lt;/b&gt; at Vivo, and it was good. Better than I'd expected anyway. But! &lt;u&gt;I still wanna watch &lt;b&gt;Men In White&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/u&gt; :D I pwn Caleb at Armadillo Racing, mwahahaha. But Vivo's arcade isn't very nice, it's rather puny. Oh I fell in love with the little Shih Tzus at Pet Safari! They're really, really adorable. Even SungMing said so, hah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/blackbertrandtan.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aha, &lt;b&gt;black&lt;/b&gt; Bertrand Tan. Very apt. No adjectives for Aaron Koh and Caleb Lim though (unfortunately)! Information courtesy of Answers.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14792030-8861618847734945061?l=manipulation-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manipulation-.blogspot.com/feeds/8861618847734945061/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14792030&amp;postID=8861618847734945061' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14792030/posts/default/8861618847734945061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14792030/posts/default/8861618847734945061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manipulation-.blogspot.com/2007/06/tousmuhly-twins-and-more.html' title='Tousmuhly, Twins, and more'/><author><name>ShuMei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06138187027194847547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETGpGRSN7bY/SX_nyqMBQOI/AAAAAAAAAEs/EZGtJ99eRnM/S220/icon_shumei.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14792030.post-2040348907387495738</id><published>2007-06-05T12:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-12T22:43:45.228+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Three days with Jas and fam</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;HAPPY 21&lt;sup&gt;st&lt;/sup&gt; BIRTHDAY, MIN!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/cupcakes-2.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't manage to take a single picture, much regretted! :( Spent the entire day at Jas' ah ma's house today. I lost every single round of mahjong I played, well done. Oh, we kinda helped Aaron learn the ropes to mahjong. Now that retard can &lt;b&gt;PONG!&lt;/b&gt; very well. And he won his first three rounds of mahjong. I had a lot of fun helping out (or attempting to) and watching Jas' lovely family :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom just sighed and said, "You seem to be more like part of Jasmine's family than your own now." &lt;i&gt;Whoops..? But I love my family a lot too!&lt;3&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This &lt;b&gt;strange person&lt;/b&gt; talked to me using Jas' handphone when I was on the way to Changi Village Hotel, and it was shocking to hear Jas' voice turn so.. *shudders* No idea who it was, and I even went to the absurd extent of guessing that it was Min (I knew she's not &lt;i&gt;thaaat&lt;/i&gt; lame). Anyway it turned out to be Aaron, who've successfully mastered the art of Beng talk. Well done, Aaron.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;02June - 03June; It was kind of a bit very the fun.&lt;/b&gt; &lt;img src="http://www.xanga.com/images/pleased.gif" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pillowfight with Jas and Aaron; Jas said she's giddy from Aaron's countless pillow-whacking these two days, haha! Aaron and I went down to Cheers 3times within 6hours, mainly for the sake of food. I think the shopkeeper was rather &lt;s&gt;intrigued&lt;/s&gt; amused by him. And I did some math too. Ahem ahem.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went gym-ing after dinner! Jasmine the enthusiastic girl did 45min of running on the treadmill while I hopped around different machines. Sticking to one single machine makes me bored easily. Then Aaron barged into the gym after his swim, dripping wet, and claimed that it was freezing. -.-" &lt;i&gt;And feng shui says, we must grab an extra towel each.&lt;/i&gt; So we did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched some TV, bathed, and watched even more TV. Jeanie went around shouting, &lt;font color="pink"&gt;"Aaron's so ugly!"&lt;/font&gt; and &lt;font color="pink"&gt;"Min jiejie is the best!"&lt;/font&gt; Then everyone conked out one after another, leaving me with crazy Aaron to watch TV (some Jack Neo production, followed by Star Wars 6). And we got freaked out by Jas' mummy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jasmine the pig snatched the comforter from me and I (being a very kind friend) gave her a pillow to sleep on, so I was left with none. Apparently Aaron and I were &lt;i&gt;soooo&lt;/i&gt; noisy that Jasmine got woken up at 1+am and decided to sleep on the floor instead of sleeping next to me. Sorry Jas :( I can't remember how I managed to fall asleep, but I woke up with Jas back on the bed (she was feeling too cold sleeping on the floor) lol. The last thing I remember doing was staring at the ceiling. And listening to rock music from Aaron's iPod.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brought Jeanie to the fish pond in the morning 'cos Aaron promised her that. Jeanie is just waaaay too adorable! *heart melts* She said she wants painted toenails like mine, and asked me to &lt;font color="pink"&gt;"bring it (nail polish) the next time, okay?"&lt;/font&gt; Awww, how can I not agree right (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, &lt;b&gt;Thank you Jasmine/ah Teo P.P and family for inviting me!&lt;/b&gt; I really enjoyed myself a lot a lot! Jeanie's the most adorable girl on Earth &lt;font color="red" face="webdings"&gt;Y&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/changivillagehotelstay0701.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/changivillagehotelstay0702.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/changivillagehotelstay0703.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;Aaron said that most of the photos I took turned out to be blurred because I use the macro mode, which shouldn't be the case (true, but I'm really too lazy to change the settings). But look who's are blurrer luh, lol! I took those on the left x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Clockwise:&lt;/b&gt; The dark side of Aaron (I think I watched too much Star Wars, talking about &lt;i&gt;the dark side&lt;/i&gt;), blur (both literally and figuratively) Jasmine, I don't know what we were doing, and a random night shot of the hawker centre.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14792030-2040348907387495738?l=manipulation-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manipulation-.blogspot.com/feeds/2040348907387495738/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14792030&amp;postID=2040348907387495738' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14792030/posts/default/2040348907387495738'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14792030/posts/default/2040348907387495738'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manipulation-.blogspot.com/2007/06/three-days-with-jas-and-fam.html' title='Three days with Jas and fam'/><author><name>ShuMei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06138187027194847547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETGpGRSN7bY/SX_nyqMBQOI/AAAAAAAAAEs/EZGtJ99eRnM/S220/icon_shumei.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14792030.post-3091561769528936371</id><published>2007-06-02T10:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-12T22:43:11.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A very high concert indeed</title><content type='html'>Heading over to &lt;b&gt;Changi Village Hotel&lt;/b&gt; in an hour, meeting Jas and family there :) I missed the Ubin trip, but at least I got some good 9-hour sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, met Laopo and Gabriel for dinner at Serangoon Macs yesterday, and I bought the Shrek ears lol. &lt;i&gt;Saw MarcusH's sister who recognised me and Gabriel, and Qianyi!&lt;/i&gt; Caleb kind of found us at HCJC (we were a bit lost), and we popped over for their &lt;b&gt;Get High!&lt;/b&gt; concert. That was the initial plan anyway. And yay, ChengXi came too! Didn't bother going into the mosh pit although we're supposedly able to get high in there. Heard ZhiYang sang in his un-manly *coughs* voice and we got &lt;i&gt;very high&lt;/i&gt; indeed. So high that Gabriel decided to read Newpaper in HCJC Reading Room instead. And I got blackmailed in there :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obviously we left that lousy concert and decided to go J8 instead for a movie. Caleb couldn't go 'cos he had to wake up early today :( &lt;i&gt;Sorry Cousin!&lt;/i&gt; I managed to see the real Jonj! Okay, I saw the video anyway. Since Laopo, Gabriel and I wanted to watch &lt;b&gt;POTC3&lt;/b&gt;, majority wins. Despite the fact that ChengXi would be watching it for the 3&lt;sup&gt;rd&lt;/sup&gt; time :p Managed to catch the 8.50pm movie but we got stuck at the second row corner seats. It was... An okay movie. I rejected ChengXi's offer to 'spoiler' me, but he still did at some parts anyway. Felt kind of sleepy but it was freezing in there, so I was awake. :) And Gabriel dumped the unfinished popcorn under the seats (again). Watch POTC3 for the action &amp; digital effects, &lt;b&gt;Jack Sparrow ♥&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left the cinema past 12am, 'cos ChengXi said there was another scene after the credits. And Gabriel concluded that Will Turner and Elizabeth Swann didn't use any protective measures when they had sex. Proven true. And The part whereby Tia Dalma broke up into millions of crabs was seriously crap can. -.- Cabbed home, 'cos we missed the last bus. And I fell asleep at some time with the phone in my hand, message typed but unsent. Yes, I was that tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going out with 4 boys actually feels like any other gathering, surprisingly no lack of topics. It was fun(ny) anyway :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna watch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.gv.com.sg/Booking/movies/images/nowshowing_shrek3new.jpg" border="1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.gv.com.sg/Booking/movies/images/nowshowing_bladesofglory.jpg" border="1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.gv.com.sg/Booking/movies/images/nowshowing_meninwhite.jpg" border="1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.gv.com.sg/Booking/movies/images/nowshowing_zodiac2007.jpg" border="1"&gt; (Supidly NC16)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.gv.com.sg/Booking/movies/images/nowshowing_o13new.jpg" border="1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.gv.com.sg/Booking/movies/images/nowshowing_nancydrew.jpg" border="1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.gv.com.sg/Booking/movies/images/nowshowing_transformers.jpg" border="1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.gv.com.sg/Booking/movies/images/nowshowing_hp4.jpg" border="1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.gv.com.sg/Booking/movies/images/nowshowing_surfsup.jpg" border="1"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14792030-3091561769528936371?l=manipulation-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manipulation-.blogspot.com/feeds/3091561769528936371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14792030&amp;postID=3091561769528936371' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14792030/posts/default/3091561769528936371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14792030/posts/default/3091561769528936371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manipulation-.blogspot.com/2007/06/very-high-concert-indeed.html' title='A very high concert indeed'/><author><name>ShuMei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06138187027194847547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETGpGRSN7bY/SX_nyqMBQOI/AAAAAAAAAEs/EZGtJ99eRnM/S220/icon_shumei.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14792030.post-1838469779354306262</id><published>2007-05-30T14:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-12T22:42:52.370+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BSP Camp 2007 = THE BOMB!</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;[EDIT]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slept at 2am. Woke up at 4am. &lt;b&gt;(2hours)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slept at 2am. Woke up at 7am. &lt;b&gt;(5hours)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slept at 3am. Woke up at 7am. &lt;b&gt;(4hours)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slept at 3am. Woke up at 7am. &lt;b&gt;(4hours)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Slept at 2am. Woke up at 5am. &lt;b&gt;(3hours)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's in five consecutive days. It's no wonder I fell asleep during Bio lesson.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And for some strange reason, many people in class came up to me today and asked about 'that guy', whom I assumed is Laopo. I'm pretty sure they don't read my blog. o_O Doubt it's ChengXi, though JunXian was asking why ChengXi and I were often hanging out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel obliged to post what ChengXi said on MSN! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;partc'07; chengxi[26]        BSP CAMP'07 PWNS! says:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yangzheng is imba can&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Yangzheng produced many talented people haha.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://rainbowafterhours.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Eyelyn&lt;/a&gt;   &lt;font color="orange"&gt;"hahahha shumei and zhikai so you mo qi! so spontaneous too :) pei fu them la. totally not shy at all. and seriously they really looked good in the pictures."&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;[EDIT]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love love love BSP Camp'07! &lt;font color="red" face="webdings"&gt;Y&lt;/font&gt; I don't want to come home yet. :( It's the bestest camp I've ever been to. And I met the bestest people from HCI, RV and Dunman. &lt;i&gt;I miss Group10, I miss Laopo! *heartbreaks*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This camp is special, because you have to speak Mandarin everyday, or you'll get points deducted from your group. (But no one really cares anyway. My group was rambling in English/Singlish most of the time :D) Basically, everyday is like a routine - &lt;b&gt;eat, lecture, eat, lecture, eat, lecture, eat, free time, eat, sleep.&lt;/b&gt; So we "&lt;i&gt;chi1 le jiu4 zuo4, zuo4 le jiu4 chi1, chi1 le jiu4 shui4&lt;/i&gt;" (sit for lectures after you eat, eat after you sit, and sleep after you eat), which ultimately makes us all &lt;b&gt;pigs&lt;/b&gt;. For some strange reasons, most of us will feel hungry after every lecture, so we really appreciate food. Must be the amount of brain cells which overworked. Food = new protoplasm to replace worn out cells. And we had to prepare for group and school items, which was to be showcased on the second night of the camp at Cultural Night/Wen Yi Wan Hui.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;First Day&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Singapore Sports School is like, huge. And it's cooler than the Hwachong campus, lol. We received our keys to the dormitories and our guest cards. And my fellow dorm mates- Jasmine, WenQi, Evelyn, CheChi, SuYun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/bspcamp0701.jpg" width="315" height="241" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I like the dormitory, a lot :)&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After we'd settled down, we had a short opening ceremony, then some funny icebreaker games after we're split into groups. My group consists of &lt;b&gt;{NY}&lt;/b&gt; WenQi, Evelyn, Janabel, ZhuoDa, ChewFei, me, &lt;b&gt;{HCI}&lt;/b&gt; Edward/YuEn, ChengXi, DaoYi, &lt;b&gt;{DHS}&lt;/b&gt; JiaYi, YiYing, YiHerng, ZhiKai (aka Laopo), and &lt;b&gt;{RV}&lt;/b&gt; LuoHui. And group leader's SiMin, a DHS Sec4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first lecture of the camp was by this superb professor which everyone loves. His Singlish is so pro that everyone cheered and clapped when he started rambling in Singlish. The cool thing about BSP Camp is that we can send an sms to this certain handphone number, and our sms will be shown on the projector screen on stage. We can send whatever we want anonymously and everyone else can see it. So messages like "huang jiao shou rocks!" (Professor Huang rocks) kept popping up on the screen, haha. &lt;u&gt;We are allowed to use our handphones during lectures.&lt;/u&gt; I wasn't listening attentively to the second lecturer :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our group, Group 10, came up with our group name &lt;b&gt;shi2 mian4 mai2 fu2&lt;/b&gt;, group flag, and (weird) group cheer, yay. Zhou PaoPao (one of the facilitators, Pao = run; so PaoPao = &lt;i&gt;run run&lt;/i&gt;!)'s group named themselves &lt;i&gt;Zhou Pao&lt;/i&gt;, and whenever they appear as a group they will be running. &lt;br /&gt;So SiMin was like,&lt;font color="orange"&gt;You all are so lucky that I'm not called FeiFei (fly fly).&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ChengXi the lamer replied, &lt;font color="green"&gt;"Yeah, lucky you're not called PaPa (crawl crawl) too!"&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another cool thing about BSP is that when there are no lecturers in the auditorium (which is also our classroom), the facilitators/DJs will play music to keep us hyped up. :D By &lt;i&gt;music&lt;/i&gt;, I really mean any music. For the first day, many Chinese oldies were played and &lt;b&gt;Baa Baa Black Sheep&lt;/b&gt; was played about 4times. We were so sure that they were going to play the ABC song as well. -_- Played group games, and I guess it was mainly trying to get us to know one another better. It was a really eventful day, and being able to bathe in a clean toilet, just ends the day nicely. Oh, Jas and I took some funny pics before we fell asleep at about 1.30am :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/bspcamp0702.jpg" border="3"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Second Day&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/bspcamp0703.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rice and shine!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jasmine is a wonder, she wakes up at 6.50am just so that she can bathe. Anyway I woke up at 7.10pm because I told her to wake me up, lol. Three lectures in a row (with half hour breaks in between), and since I was sitting with ChengXi and Laopo, I was very much entertained. The lectures were pretty fine, other than the one about the Chinese painting. &gt;&lt; ChengXi fell asleep halfway, and Laopo and I were trying very vey hard not to doze off. So he was busy talking to keep us awake. i.e. Pointing at every man in the every painting and claiming that it's his father. It didn't get funny until ChengXi woke up and Laopo was like,&lt;font color="#996633"&gt;"Eh wait ah, the lecturer's going to show you a painting of my father..."&lt;/font&gt; And the next one was the painting of a &lt;b&gt;panda&lt;/b&gt;. And ChengXi happily replied, &lt;font color="green"&gt;"OH, your father's a panda! That's so cool."&lt;/font&gt; After that they started telling cold jokes. Not funny, but we were kept awake. WenQi said the three of us were &lt;u&gt;mumbling&lt;/u&gt;, so that's good. We didn't fall asleep, and we didn't disturb others who were trying to listen to the lecturer. The last lecturer seemed nice and his topic seemed interesting, but none of us could concentrate. DaoYi joined us in our we-must-keep-awake attempt this time. We were all looking at the lecturer, but nothing went in after the first 10min. ChengXi fell asleep &lt;u&gt;again&lt;/u&gt; (forever sleeping during lectures), but he woke up after 10min. &lt;font color="red"&gt;*Note: People around us were mostly sleeping, playing with their handphones, or have already snuck out of the audi during the last two lectures.&lt;/font&gt; As rude as it seems, it is really difficult to listen to, not one, but &lt;b&gt;3 two-hour long lectures&lt;/b&gt; in a row. We're still teenagers with short attention spans and we need to move around a lot y'know. 9am to 4pm; prolonged attention to lectures is deadly to all teeangers. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prepared for our school and group items after that. I decided to get out of street dance 'cos I simply didn't have the time to practise, so I was kind of like the Stage Manager. i.e. screaming at people to come in and get out of stage while rehearsing. But I got superduper high after that 'cos it's been ages since I was involved in a production (okay so this isn't a production, but it is good enough 'cos there are so many performers involved). Was cheering and jumping and laughing like a maniac on the loose. Laopo said,&lt;font color="#996633"&gt;"You jump la! Jump some more later you fall through the hole you created!"&lt;/font&gt; Thanks ah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Preparation for the group item was fun! We were acting out this skit whereby a pair of Singaporean couple made a fool out of themselves on China Airline 'cos they were speaking Singlish. I was one of the sleeping passengers who was supposed to freak out when the Singaporeans passengers say,&lt;font color="999999"&gt;"wo yao zha dan!" (I want a bomb!)&lt;/font&gt; at first. Somehow I ended up acting as the dumb Singaporean couple with ZhiKai. &lt;i&gt;Having a difficult time remembering his real name, oh no.&lt;/i&gt; And that's when we became husband and wife, thank you. *bows* We swapped genders (because I said so), so I'm the husband and he's the wife. &lt;img src="http://www.xanga.com/images/pleased.gif" border="0"&gt; And the &lt;i&gt;Laogong &amp; Laopo&lt;/i&gt; thing simply got stuck haha. Pictures!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/bspcamp0704.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Girls and girls and girls.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/bspcamp0705.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ChengXi, Edward, DaoYi.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/bspcamp0706.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ChengXi and I got rather bored while rehearsing.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cultural Night got kind of delayed so I ended up taking random photographs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/bspcamp0707.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/bspcamp0708.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DaoYi says,&lt;font color="blue"&gt;"Concert haven't start yet, I sleep first hor."&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/bspcamp0709.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The camp tee design, done by XinYan :D&lt;br /&gt;And thanks to DaoYi for lending his back lol.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/bspcamp0710.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They snatched my camera and started camwhoring.. :|&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And more pictures during Cultural Night! Everyone got extremely high xD PaoPao was one of the emcees, yay. You can't say you know PaoPao until you've heard his mountainful of cold jokes. *shivers* It's &lt;i&gt;leng3 dao4 bu4 ke3 yi3 zai4 leng3&lt;/i&gt;! PaoPao™ jokes pwns all. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;First up, group performances.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/bspcamp0711.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Most of the performances are lame la, cannot stop laughing.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/bspcamp0712.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's my lovely group :D&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The (expected) commotion came when we entered the scene with linked arms (were already holding hands backstage, but we changed at the last second hahaha!) and when Laopo called me "Honey" (the goosebumps! x.x). But we screwed up anyway, 'cos we were deprived of our speech whereby Laopo was supposed to say that he wants to buy a skirt. We were like, "Eh? Oh, shit." So now everyone thinks that I'm the wife and he's the husband -___- It was a memorable experience anyway, since I've acted as an ahbeng, a computer geek, a stupid bimbo, but never once husband&amp;wife with a guy lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#FF1493"&gt;"Wo3 yao4 ji1 rou4, ya1 rou4, zhu1 rou4, jia1 cai4. Hai2 you3 wu3 wan3 fan4." (I want chicken, duck and pork, extra vegetables. Also five bowls of rice.)&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#996633"&gt;"Si4 wan3 ban4 da3 bao1." (Four and a half bowls takeaway.)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/bspcamp0713.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Have you seen people who are more sporting than us?&lt;br /&gt;Laopo rocks socks. =]&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;School performances next!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/bspcamp0714.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hwachong sang &lt;b&gt;dui4 mian4 de4 nü3 hai2 kan4 guo4 lai2&lt;/b&gt; with cute dance steps; extremely adorable! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone sang and clapped along. Laopo and I were super high, so we started waving our arms in the air and singing along loudly like nobody's business. The Hwachong guys then came to the audience and gave letters to Nanyang girls while still singing. (More commotion from Dunman and RV) That was when I realised that &lt;i&gt;dui4 mian4 de4 nü3 hai2 kan4 guo4 lai2&lt;/i&gt; may just be sang pointedly to Nanyang girls because we are, afterall, really dui4 mian4 de4 nü3 hai2 (girls from opposite). Ohyeah, then the Hwachong boys started running around the audi while singing, and everyone stood up, got high, and cheered. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/bspcamp0715.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;River Valley did a dance, and people stood up and started to dance along with them :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/bspcamp0716.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Very very very high!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/bspcamp0717.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dunman sang and did a bit of dance steps. &lt;i&gt;Laopo sang a duet with his partner :D&lt;/i&gt; People sang loudly, clapped, and rocked along, still as high as ever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/bspcamp0718.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I kind of like this picture a lot, it's so cool :D) Nanyang did a combination of Chinese Dance, Wushu, Chinese Drama, Street Dance, Modern Dance and choir :D We cheered and got even higher, and everyone started running around the audi as though teachers were invisible.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did "3 Cheers" for every school after their performances, for the facilitators, and BSP. Everyone cimply got siao xD The teachers were deemed as non-existent and nobody could care less if they were unpleased with us or not. The facils did a fantabulous skit (PaoPao as 'Cool Guy', BenBen as 'Flirt Guy' and there was a 'Random Guy', 'Die1 Da3 Jiu3 (ointment) Guy', 'Bai2 Xue3 Wang2 Zi (Snow Prince)' and 'Hei1 Tan4 Gong1 Zhu3 (Charcoal Princess)' and some random gay guy) which made us all laugh heartily. There was this part whereby Random Guy forgot that he still has lines to say and went offstage. Then BenBen was like,&lt;font color=""&gt;"Eh xiong1 di4, hui2 lai2, ni3 hai2 you3 scene hai2 mei2 you3 yan3 wan2!" (Eh brother, come back, you still have an unfinished scene!)&lt;/font&gt; Chao funny. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After their skit, the facils shouted,&lt;b&gt;"LET THE PARTY BEGIN!"&lt;/b&gt; (yes, in English. Couldn't be bothered about the 'must speak Chinese' rule.) and the DJs played disco music, rock songs, and everyone started dancing and jumping and running and partying for a good two hours. &lt;b&gt;Everyone was HIGH.&lt;/b&gt; Can't describe it, but the partying was something very very memorable.  Teenagers running up and down the stage and around the audi, singing loudly and crazily, jumping till our feet hurt (ChengXi's sole came off LOL!), dancing and screaming like nobody's business. I was exhausted, to say the least, but still very high ;D The party ended past 12am but apparently many people were like me, crazily high. Sms-ed people till I fell asleep at 3am. Laopo was telling me about his girlfriend, it was very interesting indeed. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Third Day&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first thought was, &lt;b&gt;I don't want to go home!&lt;/b&gt; :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had breakfast as a group, and headed for our last lecture together. Messages on the projector screen included stuff like,&lt;br /&gt;"after last night, i think many girls need to go for abortion...", &lt;br /&gt;"_____ you rock, can you please be my gf/bf?" (COMMOTION!),&lt;br /&gt;"group ___ is the best!",&lt;br /&gt;"i love you _____, muackzz!" (COMMOTION!),&lt;br /&gt;"Man Utd sucks big time, Chelsea pwnz!",&lt;br /&gt;"Join _____ FC!", etc. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lecturer was very late, so the entire lecture overshot the estimated duration. Zzz. People should adhere strictly to time given. But we spent the time before the lecturer came reading those funny smses. :D JiaYi sent "Group 10 is the best, I will always remember you guys. Not to forget the sparks that flew between certain people... =)" which left Laopo and I completely speechless lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Prize-giving ceremony after the lecture, and we won "The Most Loveable Group" and two other prizes for some competition. *cheers* Tio sabo-ed by ChengXi, so Laopo and I ended up going on stage for the two other prizes together, which led to another round of commotion. -___- Montage after prize-giving, and I concluded that Yu Fan is the most prominent guy at the camp.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it's the end of the camp, and that's absolutely saddening. :(&lt;br /&gt;WO AI SHUANG WEN HUA YING &lt;font color="red" face="webdings"&gt;Y&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14792030-1838469779354306262?l=manipulation-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manipulation-.blogspot.com/feeds/1838469779354306262/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14792030&amp;postID=1838469779354306262' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14792030/posts/default/1838469779354306262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14792030/posts/default/1838469779354306262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manipulation-.blogspot.com/2007/05/bsp-camp-2007-bomb.html' title='BSP Camp 2007 = THE BOMB!'/><author><name>ShuMei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06138187027194847547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETGpGRSN7bY/SX_nyqMBQOI/AAAAAAAAAEs/EZGtJ99eRnM/S220/icon_shumei.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14792030.post-6710826721126045540</id><published>2007-05-27T20:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-12T22:42:13.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A lucky birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;[EDIT]&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I fell asleep around 2+am I think, and woke up at about 4am. And since I can't seem to get back to sleep, here I am blogging about practically nothing. :\ I seriously couldn't sleep without knowing the answer &gt;&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;[EDIT]&lt;/B&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="red"&gt;* Note: Image heavy!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We celebrated Caleb's 15th birthday (how majorly old. But I'm older! :p) today, and yes, the birthday boy is very lucky indeed :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;01)&lt;/b&gt; Gabriel and I woke up at the ungodly hour of 6am so that we can comb the entire Serangoon Central for a nice confectionary 'cos we wanted to buy him a birthday cake. Exaggerated, but we did go around central to find a nice cake! Even went to the extent of buying a lighter from 7-11, with the shopkeeper looking at me as though I need it for smoking. :\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;02)&lt;/b&gt; The I-only-have-one-working-arm Gabriel carried the cake all the way from the confectionery shop to the MRT station.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;03)&lt;/b&gt; The cake cost a friggin' $78 (ahem), and was way too rich in chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;04)&lt;/b&gt; Everyone who was at Marina Square Pizzahut clapped for him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;05)&lt;/b&gt; The Pizzahut staff played a birthday song in the restaurant while the manager brought the cake to the table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;06)&lt;/b&gt; I thickskinnedly asked for 15 small candles from the confectionary shop &gt;.&lt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;07)&lt;/b&gt; It's the first time which the remains of a birthday cake was thrown into the stomach of the metal rubbish bin at Marina Square. (By yours truly)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;08)&lt;/b&gt; He received many nice presents. And a card from the Cousin (me) too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;09)&lt;/b&gt; He won a giant stuffed toy from the scammer machine!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;10) WE celebrated with him :)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know it's mean, but I just burst out laughing at Gabriel's cast when I first saw it. Sorry! But his pink bear was simply, amusing. Okay, it's actually really cute. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bought tickets for the movie and went into the arcade. :D Quoting Charlene,&lt;font color="red"&gt;"I'm surprised that you didn't suggest going to the arcade earlier."&lt;/font&gt; That basically covers my love for arcades, haha. Photos photos photos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/calebsbdaydinner0701.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The birthday boy! :)&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/calebsbdaydinner0702.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The birthday boy again!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/calebsbdaydinner0703.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And again! I'm sure Pizzahut's pizza is not &lt;i&gt;that&lt;/i&gt; bad.&lt;br /&gt;Even though their baked rice is.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/calebsbdaydinner0704.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Pathetic) Attempt to capture all four of us at Pizzahut.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/calebsbdaydinner0705.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got bored waiting for the cake, heh.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/calebsbdaydinner0706.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Manager of Pizzahut (Marina Square branch) arrived with the fifteen-candledlit chocolate truffle cake! Quoting Caleb, &lt;font color="green"&gt;"Omg, they're going to spam the whole cake with candles!!"&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/calebsbdaydinner0707.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blowing the fifteen candles on the cake. &lt;i&gt;Yes, may there be world peace!&lt;/i&gt; And there was this mass of smoke after the candles were blown lol. The aftermath of having too many candles on the cake. :\&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/calebsbdaydinner0708.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="green"&gt;"Charlene, don't be a pig! I want the entire truffle cake for myself!"&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nah, that's not what he said actually.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/calebsbdaydinner0709.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The many attempts to cut the cake.&lt;br /&gt;And I can't seem to type twittishly properly no matter how hard I try to. :\&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/calebsbdaydinner0710.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Calbeepoo's share of the cake, that greedy monster.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/calebsbdaydinner0711.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the remains of the cake wrapped nicely in napkin, held by Charlene.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to watch &lt;b&gt;Next&lt;/b&gt; after that, and it was cool, in my humble opinion. The concept is cool I mean, but not the storyline. &gt;&lt; I swear the entire theatre was like, &lt;font color="CC00CC"&gt;"ER.." / "WTF?!!" / "HUH?!" / "WAHLAO!!"&lt;/font&gt; after the nuclear bomb exploded.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/calebsbdaydinner0712.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CALEB ACTUALLY GOT SOMETHING FROM THE SCAMMER MACHINE! You don't know how shocking it was.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/calebsbdaydinner0713.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Cousin and his catch :) I want one too!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took neoprints after that (yay), and we kinda left Suntec like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shocked three people with static on my arm within 12hours :\ Brushed my arm against Caleb's once, and he was like,&lt;font color="green"&gt;"Ouch, there's static!"&lt;/font&gt; I was left stunned.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gabriel got the static &lt;u&gt;waaay&lt;/u&gt; too many times. He was the only one who recieved the shocks at first (while I got a way scot-free!), but somehow both of us got those shocks after a while. It's this jolt of sharp pain upon contact. But I guess it got so often that we started laughing everytime we receive those shocks, lol. It's quite fun getting the static shocks, come to think of it now :D And the No.1 usage of Caleb's giant stuffed toy is to kick Gabriel with its feet, mwahahaha &gt;:D Disturbing Gabriel has been put down as one of my new-found hobbies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then I tried to shock JieYing deliberately, but to no avail. It was by accident when I brushed my arm against hers and she got scared of having contact with me after that. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was at the MRT when Gabriel and I kind of lost Charlene, JieYing and Caleb. Rushed for the train and we ended up nearest to the door in front of a big group of Indian men. And the next stop was Little India. So eventually we were just standing in the middle of huge and dangerous (in regards to Gabriel) traffic flow, blocking the way of others. And this guy got &lt;i&gt;kiap&lt;/i&gt;-ed between the doors of the train when he was alighting, 'cos he wasn't fast enough for the doors. Some kind soul pulled him back before he became flat. It was an eye-opener. O_O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically, that's the entire day :) Bon voyage, Charlene! &lt;i&gt;I'm missing you even before you board the plane *bawls* :'(&lt;/i&gt; &amp;Get well soon, Gabriel!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With so many people going off/already off (SungMing, Yunqi, Charlene, Caleb, JiaYin), and I'm sure people are going to be really really busy during the hols to chiong homework and projects, I'm not sure if there will be any more gatherings. Impromptu, maybe. I only have these *counts* few people to keep me company. &lt;i&gt;I don't care if it's just two people, just get your butt out of the house to make sure that I'm entertained and alive.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Junde just commented through Friendster. How long ahs it been since we've talked (it's not even really talking..)? 6months? I don't know, but it's good talking to old good friends again. We've decided, without the consent of others, to meet and go back to YZ for Teachers' Day together, yay. I kind of miss the Hwachong boys. The crazy things we used to do. &lt;i&gt;We found the 6G'04 Social Studies books in the lockers, celebrated Jing's birthday in one of the YZ classrooms, posing at NY after Mulan, etc.&lt;/i&gt; Memories which I've kept and almost forgotten, if JD hadn't pop by to comment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall pack my bag for BSP camp now. &lt;b&gt;Back on 30/05/07!&lt;/b&gt; :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14792030-6710826721126045540?l=manipulation-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manipulation-.blogspot.com/feeds/6710826721126045540/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14792030&amp;postID=6710826721126045540' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14792030/posts/default/6710826721126045540'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14792030/posts/default/6710826721126045540'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manipulation-.blogspot.com/2007/05/lucky-birthday.html' title='A lucky birthday'/><author><name>ShuMei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06138187027194847547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETGpGRSN7bY/SX_nyqMBQOI/AAAAAAAAAEs/EZGtJ99eRnM/S220/icon_shumei.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14792030.post-2156398570825605171</id><published>2007-05-25T23:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-12T22:38:53.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthdaysss</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;[EDIT]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was talking to Jasmine on the phone just now, then all of a sudden she shouted,&lt;font color="hotpink"&gt;"Eh eh eh, deng yi xia, &lt;b&gt;HU!&lt;/b&gt;"&lt;/font&gt; O_O She's been losing for many rounds, and she hu-ed when I was talking to her! I'm her lucky star mwahahaha :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I wanna play some good ol' mahjong too. :[&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;[EDIT]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, &lt;b&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY CALEB!&lt;/b&gt; &lt;font color="red" face="webdings"&gt;Y&lt;/font&gt; (I published this post at 12am sharp okay! That's how special the bday boy can be.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're 15 now, (so start acting like one!) and that's one year to be able to officially step into the cinemas for NC16 movies and slap the cinema people who don't believe that you're already 16 with your lovely pink IC. &lt;i&gt;I know you want to do that.&lt;/i&gt; :p A token of appreciation for the Cousin;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/happybirthdaycaleb2007.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;As a member of the Tousmuhly, it's just right for me to be evil &gt;:D Wanted to post embarrassing photos of Caleb on the blog, but there are just &lt;u&gt;way too many&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also celebrated &lt;b&gt;The9&lt;/b&gt;'s belated birthday (by a week). It was enjoyable, with a touch of silliness yet a tingle of disappointment. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had our birthday dinner at &lt;b&gt;Indulgz&lt;/b&gt;, this resaturant at Bugis. I kind of like the lights and longs mirrors there. :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/ninegirlsbdaydinner25050701.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were just looking at the very beautiful menu,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/ninegirlsbdaydinner25050702.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;when Charlene tapped her fingers at a picture of a Mocktail and said,&lt;font color="red"&gt;"Eh, I wonder how this tastes like."&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/ninegirlsbdaydinner25050703.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looks like a very normal glass of Mocktail, no? I think it looks quite nice actually. But the name of this drink is simply appalling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/ninegirlsbdaydinner25050704.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, Virgin Sex On The Beach. I'm just amazed by the people who named this drink. O_o Anyway, enough of virgins having sex on beaches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jane, Charlene and I ordered soups while JiaYin ordered apple juice. &lt;i&gt;JiaYin, stop dieting! You won't be able to grow tall without enough nutrients!&lt;/i&gt; Jane's soup looked like tomato pasta sauce (it's Tomato Soup actually), but still tasted fine. My Potato Garlic soup was blant and I think Campbell's Cream of Mushroom is better than what Charlene had. :\ &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/ninegirlsbdaydinner25050705.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terrible soups. (I photoshopped a pair of cutlery away, hehe) And since the rest were complaining about their pasta (with the exception of JieYing, who didn't say much about her Chicken Wrap), I decided to only post a picture of Indulgz's yummilicious Butterfish Steak which I had :D &lt;font color="FF1493"&gt;Fish = Goodness.&lt;/font&gt; No more food from Indulgz from now on, especially after we saw the bill. Less than mediocre food for S$113? No thanks. Ti Amo can do so much better.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/ninegirlsbdaydinner25050706.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Butterfish Steak at S$21.78, including 10% service charge.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A ton of photos taken because we were waiting for people (namely JiaYin and Yunqi)  and the food, and I got very very bored indeed!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/ninegirlsbdaydinner25050707.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/ninegirlsbdaydinner25050708.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went into Bugis junction for some long-time-no-take neoprints. &lt;i&gt;We should seriously come up with more poses!&lt;/i&gt; And we also found &lt;b&gt;pirates&lt;/b&gt; (Arr!) roaming about Bugis Junction! :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/ninegirlsbdaydinner25050709.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jack Sparrow told me that he was feeling very hot, walking about with that costume lol. And that ends our very special day. &lt;font color="red" face="webdings"&gt;Y&lt;/font&gt; Carina, Zina and YuanJun are much missed!&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's the holidays, &lt;b&gt;joy to the world!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;Bon voyage, SungMing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omg &lt;b&gt;Nicole Ann + Joe&lt;/b&gt;. (Im trying very, very hard not to put a &lt;font face="webdings" color="red"&gt;Y&lt;/font&gt; !)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14792030-2156398570825605171?l=manipulation-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manipulation-.blogspot.com/feeds/2156398570825605171/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14792030&amp;postID=2156398570825605171' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14792030/posts/default/2156398570825605171'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14792030/posts/default/2156398570825605171'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manipulation-.blogspot.com/2007/05/happy-birthdaysss.html' title='Happy Birthdaysss'/><author><name>ShuMei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06138187027194847547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETGpGRSN7bY/SX_nyqMBQOI/AAAAAAAAAEs/EZGtJ99eRnM/S220/icon_shumei.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14792030.post-8041828286473088043</id><published>2007-05-20T12:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-12T22:38:17.072+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lost innocence</title><content type='html'>Went over to Charlene's house yesterday for a &lt;i&gt;study group&lt;/i&gt;. Study groups almost always never work out, especially not when the tests are over. I managed to do 3 math questions, and looked through Charlene's test papers (Her math is so crazily good, I'm envious!). &lt;b&gt;That's all.&lt;/b&gt; So basically we just wasted our time away. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we went through some old photos and neoprints (and laughed at them), watched funny videos (and laughed at them even more), talked about many many things, and I did Charlene's hair. ;) Caleb's high-pitched laughing video was &lt;b&gt;the bomb&lt;/b&gt;! Laughed till my stomach ached. ;D We're both 40% ladylike, and both of us should drive &lt;font color="red"&gt;cool red cars&lt;/font&gt;. Charmaine's interesting. :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went over really old (and embarrassing to an extent) photos, and I shall post 'em up, bwahaha. &lt;i&gt;Photos courtesy of Charlene.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think this was at East Coast, some years ago. When we were young(er) and so carefree.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/reminiscence19050701.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/reminiscence19050702.jpg" border="5"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/reminiscence19050703.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was at Charlene's chalet, after swimming. I think this was the chalet which I ended up sunburnt 'cos of the many long hours of swimming sessions we had! Ohman, JiaYin the bug(ger) :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/reminiscence19050704.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We used to go over to Charlene's house after helping Mrs.Lim glue the tesselation pieces onto the boards at YZ on Saturdays. And we'd do silly things while taking photos haha. I could spit fire, it's so cool. *roars and spits more fire* :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/reminiscence19050705.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/reminiscence19050706.jpg" border="5"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the day JieYing, Charlene and I all had straight hair. I don't want super-rebonded-straight hair now, looks weird. I'm happy with my natural one :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/reminiscence19050707.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/reminiscence19050708.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vivocity, 110507, when we went shopping for Caleb's present. It was camwhore day - we took/pose for more photos than we usually do ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/vivo11050701.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/vivo11050701small.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/vivo11050702.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;I'm beginning to think that I may be getting more and more creative in photography afterall! :) They should stand closer togethre and hold hands, it'll look more &lt;i&gt;bestfriend-ish&lt;/i&gt; :\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;And I shall smack my big face here, for no particular reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/vivo11050703.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14792030-8041828286473088043?l=manipulation-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manipulation-.blogspot.com/feeds/8041828286473088043/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14792030&amp;postID=8041828286473088043' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14792030/posts/default/8041828286473088043'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14792030/posts/default/8041828286473088043'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manipulation-.blogspot.com/2007/05/lost-innocence.html' title='Lost innocence'/><author><name>ShuMei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06138187027194847547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETGpGRSN7bY/SX_nyqMBQOI/AAAAAAAAAEs/EZGtJ99eRnM/S220/icon_shumei.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14792030.post-138562090717493770</id><published>2007-05-18T21:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-12T22:37:22.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last week of school, elated.</title><content type='html'>I think I should update too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, &lt;b&gt;I had 5 items today&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;We got really high and started cheering and encouraging juniors whom we don't even know. Then this batch of really sweet juniors chorused,"Thank you seniors!" Aww :) And I got an A for all except for ipu. But 11 is a C, so there. Secured 23 points already, all I need is a nice 2.4km timing and I'll get my lovely gold. Planning to sleepover at Jasmine's so we can go train together :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had an &lt;b&gt;FBI-SWC meeting&lt;/b&gt; on Wednesday. I thought Ms.Sabrina was going to talk to us about serious Council stuff, since Think Tank was so screwed :( But she came into the Council room with four boxes of pizza and five tubs of Ben&amp;Jerry icecream! I was so surprised k. And she said something like, "I know you guys have worked very hard, so enjoy your food." Ms.Sab is too nice, &lt;font color="red"&gt;&lt;3&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/fbiswcmeeting160507.jpg" border="1"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We bought Caleb a birthday present, but I didn't have a chance to post a picture of it up on the blog. So here it is! A week earlier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/calebbdaypresent07.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="green"&gt;"Did you buy me the best damn thing!"&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#FF1493"&gt;"Hmm, it's a GARMENT. Any guesses? :)"&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="green"&gt;"HOW DARE YOU BUY ME A BIKINI!!!"&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes, I really don't know what to say to him haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love today, it's the last day of curriculum. Sabbaticals next week. :D History Through Movies, Sports Biomechanics, that's what I signed up for. Wanted to go for the photography thingum whereby we get out of school to shoot stuff, until I realised that Mr.Han's in charge and not Mr.K. So no thanks -.- NCK gave us &lt;u&gt;an inch thick of Chemistry worksheets&lt;/u&gt; as holiday homework, &lt;b&gt;the cynism!&lt;/b&gt; So there's a big pile of holiday homework, boo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my aunt sent me something stupid, rofl.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/nosepicker.gif" border="2"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to do a lot of things over the holidays-&lt;br /&gt;Go for gatherings, have movie marathons, go cycling, play badminton, go bowling, go shopping, have a sleepover, go iceskating, go on a photoshoot, go to the beach, go Escape, eat steamboat, watch DVD after DVD, go KBT&lt;3, play Taidi, play mahjong (!!!), have fun and more fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If only I can. :\&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14792030-138562090717493770?l=manipulation-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manipulation-.blogspot.com/feeds/138562090717493770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14792030&amp;postID=138562090717493770' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14792030/posts/default/138562090717493770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14792030/posts/default/138562090717493770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manipulation-.blogspot.com/2007/05/last-week-of-school-elated.html' title='Last week of school, elated.'/><author><name>ShuMei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06138187027194847547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETGpGRSN7bY/SX_nyqMBQOI/AAAAAAAAAEs/EZGtJ99eRnM/S220/icon_shumei.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14792030.post-2166255409259140141</id><published>2007-05-13T16:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-12T22:36:57.990+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The BBQ gathering which we didn't BBQ</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;[EDIT]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just calculated my CA msg. It's &lt;b&gt;3.0&lt;/b&gt; right on the dot. &lt;i&gt;Meaning that I got an average of B3 for the CA.&lt;/i&gt; *bitter laughter* Somebody tutor me Math please. I can teach you Chinese in exchange lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I've decided that gatherings which &lt;b&gt;I&lt;/b&gt; plan will consist of studygroups as well. We shouldn't just have fun, we need to mug too. I know this sounds really un-fun and everything, but if we don't! Everyone will just end up regretting at the end of the day. It's all for our own good, ohwells. :[&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just thought everyone should read this. (&lt;a href="http://berlaimont.livejournal.com/787.html" target="_blank"&gt;click!&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever happened to 5G, they should never have made 5A the best class. I never thought I might get a heart attack from teaching kids comprehension. &lt;u&gt;But I almost did.&lt;/u&gt; &lt;i&gt;And I thought Qiang's bad enough.&lt;/i&gt; Luckily there's a nice girl in SL who really paid attention to the compre passage, and Yunqi got stuck with the two rowdy boys haha. JiaYin said eating vegetables will make a person more cultivated. &lt;b&gt;But I'm a meatarian.&lt;/b&gt; :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I simply cannot wait for June hols, when I'm rid of all the mad rush.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;[/EDIT]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BBQ in the evening at Sunglade yesterday. It wasn't much of a BBQ actually, considering that Yunqi's dad was doing most of the BBQ-ing and we just did the eating (which was not a lot either). It started raining at 5pm I think. I was stuck in the rain at the MRT station until Charlene's dad came to pick me up (thanks!). Waited for the lousy rain to stop at Yunqi's house while watching TV. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Started out with playing a few games of Taidi♥ with Charlene, Yunqi and Jaren. Oh, Jaren and I have the same phone, how coincidental ^_^ Nokia &lt;s&gt;6100&lt;/s&gt; 6300 (6100 is Charlene's old phone &gt;&lt;).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/bbqgathering12050701.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that was more card games (blackjack) while people kept coming. I swear Jaren is the funniest blackjack player on Earth. &lt;i&gt;Whoever takes another card when he has a picture card and an ace?!&lt;/i&gt; But forgiven, because he's a beginner. And because I said, &lt;font color="#FF1493"&gt;"WINNER HAS TO SHUFFLE!"&lt;/font&gt;, everyone kept taking cards to overshoot 21points after that. -.- Especially Bryan and Gabriel. Two picture cards already and they actually wanted to take more. Oh, and there was one game whereby JieYing (I think) got a 20, I got an 18, and the rest got over 21. I don't know what came over me which made me take another card. &lt;b&gt;Guess what card I got.&lt;/b&gt; 18 + &lt;b&gt;3&lt;/b&gt; = 21. And I had to shuffle. It's all my own fault, I'm regretful! :'( But it was really funny and people laughed, so that's okay :) Ate satays and chickenwings (Jaren stuffed the entire chickenwing into his mouth O_O). Due to the fact that I love playing pokercard games, I was too preoccupied to take any photo. And neither did anyone else :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More talking and laughter after cards, and we were just telling jokes ("Why did the tree get hit by lightning during a thunderstorm?" &lt;i&gt;'Cos the tree sway/suay.&lt;/i&gt;), lousy pick-up lines ("Are you a treasure map? Because I'm so lost in you."), and such. It was an enjoyable gathering, I'd say. SungMing was practising the card-flipping trick for the longest time, but still failed anyway! *plays sad music in the background* The whole night consisted mostly of Jaren and Fiona &lt;i&gt;da3 qing2 ma4 qiao4&lt;/i&gt;-ing, and lots of bitching (about schoolwork and people). We were talking and laughing so much and so loudly that the security guard had to ask us to quieten down. :X &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Primary school reminiscence was &lt;u&gt;the best&lt;/u&gt;. Laughing at all the silly things we used to do (which is a lot!), and all the stupid things which happened to us (which is also a lot!). Haven't heard the guys talk so much about primary school in a looong time. Jaren was, &lt;b&gt;[quote: charlene]&lt;/b&gt; &lt;i&gt;yakking&lt;/i&gt; &lt;b&gt;[/quote]&lt;/b&gt; like nobody's business, hah! Speaking of Jaren, he reminds me of Mr.Bean. O.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/bbqgathering12050702.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It surprised me that Jaren exceeded his curfew actually. And Zina wasn't talking much due to an itchy throat, get well soon k! &lt;s&gt;Yunqi was smiling throughout the entire yakking session, and it led to Jaren calling her a "stoner", hha!&lt;/s&gt; &lt;u&gt;Yunqi denies being a stoner!&lt;/u&gt; Wish the day will never end, then we can talk and talk and talk, laugh and laugh and laugh. x) Left close to 12am, and sms-ed people till about 1am before falling asleep. Haven't tried falling asleep with the handphone in my hand for a long time, really. Hopefully June hols will give us for time for gatherings and talk time. ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway! It was fun and relaxing yesterday without school bothers, love it. &lt;3 I woke up at 7.57am this morning, surprisingly. And my early sms woke Gabriel up. Sorry person :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;font color="red" size="4"&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14792030-2166255409259140141?l=manipulation-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manipulation-.blogspot.com/feeds/2166255409259140141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14792030&amp;postID=2166255409259140141' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14792030/posts/default/2166255409259140141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14792030/posts/default/2166255409259140141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manipulation-.blogspot.com/2007/05/bbq-gathering-which-we-didnt-bbq.html' title='The BBQ gathering which we didn&apos;t BBQ'/><author><name>ShuMei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06138187027194847547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETGpGRSN7bY/SX_nyqMBQOI/AAAAAAAAAEs/EZGtJ99eRnM/S220/icon_shumei.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14792030.post-7350976226977186360</id><published>2007-05-12T02:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-12T22:35:32.498+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Saturday to Friday</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Saturday&lt;/b&gt; was fruitfully spent watching DVDs. :) Finished 9episodes of Healing Hands I, this old HongKong drama serial which was produced in 1994. They showed Healing Hands IV in 2004, that's how old that show was. Also watched &lt;b&gt;300&lt;/b&gt;, which really wasn't the greatest movie on earth. I like the action, it's like "WHOA SO COOL!". Love the war parts :D After that was just pointless fighting, in my humble opinion. But I finally realised that there are actually some ratings which are very appropriate and very reasonable. Gerard Butler acted as King Leonidas in 300, and he was also the phantom in POTO, surprisingly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also made an impromptu trip to Vivo with JiaYin to catch &lt;b&gt;Spider-man 3&lt;/b&gt; in 4K Digital, which was made everything more realistic than the usual movie screens did. (JY can't tell the diff, tsk.) Reached at 7.30pm, and we caught the 10.40pm movie -.- Kinda hung around at CD shops, Candy Empire and Toys 'R' Us, and 3hours just poofed like that! We took some entertaining pictures, haha. Too bad my comp had virus then, so they were not nicely photoshopped, and thus weren't uploaded. We took them just for the sake of entertaining all the (then) bored muggers! Such kind friends 0:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/jysm_toyrsrus-1.jpg" target="2"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Sunday&lt;/b&gt; morning was spent tutoring my cousin - which led to me getting annoyed 'cos he doesn't remember what I said to him even though I repeated about thrice. :( Then I "had lunch" with JiaYin and SungMing before heading to Expo for Mrs.Kwek's church service. It was a major suaning session throughout the trip, but basically JiaYin was doing the suaning, since we can only say that much about her - &lt;font color="#FF1493"&gt;*looks around* "Eh? Where's JiaYin? Where's JiaYin?"&lt;/font&gt; :p I actually met HuiYing there, so surprised! Played some games after the service with Mrs.Kwek's family/cellgroup. I'm in love with the da bian game! &lt;b&gt;All hail JiaYin, the ultimate da bian.&lt;/b&gt; Da bian = excretion. &gt;:) Thanks Mrs.Kwek, for the invite and the bible! Bon Voyage to Calbeepoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Past few days&lt;/b&gt; were just, meetings and meetings and more meetings. Often preoccupied during breaks, so I kept missing lunch. :\ NYAV election speech on Thursday, and I was pretty lucky I could actually coherently express myself despite being nervous and that I only prepared my script on the way to school that same day. Didn't get any killer questions too, haha. We'll know who got voted into the committee by next Thursday, yay! I hope _______ gets to be the next club president, I think she has the potential. :) I saw some juniors' speeches and man, were they long! More than thrice of what I wrote, I should feel ashamed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to Vivo with Jasmine and family today, and met up with Charlene and JieYing there. Windowshopped, had food at Pastamania (Pizzahut's baked rice kind of stinks), and more windowshopping. Caleb's present was &lt;i&gt;soooo&lt;/i&gt; difficult to pick! We decided to buy him a shirt, and there was practically nothing that &lt;i&gt;(fits what we think)&lt;/i&gt; suits him. It was weird walking into shops and choosing guys' clothes. Awkward. :\ But but but, we did buy a shirt for him in the end, and it's currently hanging at the back of my door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of Caleb, it's kind of boring not taking the bus with him on Tuesdays and Thursdays, and receiving twittish sms-es. &lt;font color="green"&gt;"Sootmei, where are euu!!!"&lt;/font&gt; and things like that. Cousin you're missing a great gathering okay! :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hung around and took some photos, and we sat down to talk and joke. JieYing gave bad pick-up lines&amp; lousy puns and Charlene had silly riddles&amp; jokes which cracked me up greatly. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="orange"&gt;"I only have two words to say to you, 'I love you'."&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#FF1493"&gt;"That's three words right."&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="orange"&gt;"You and I are one."&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="orange"&gt;A ball was rolling and rolling for some unknown reasons. And then, it hit me.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="red"&gt;There was an English man, a Chinese man, and a Singlish man in a hut. They were planning an attack and the Singlish man was supposed to gather supplies. They decided that they will meet up again two weeks later and consolidate everything. Two weeks later, the English man and the Chinese man met on time, but the Singlish man was nowhere to be seen. After waiting for a while, the door of the hut opened, and the Singlish man shouted, "Supplies!"&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Photos to be uploaded when Charlene sends them over!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BBQ gathering &lt;s&gt;tomorrow&lt;/s&gt; later today! :D I love post-tests days! &lt;font color="red"&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;William came and got my comp fixed (it crashed again on Thursday) :D&lt;br /&gt;I can blog as and when I like now.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14792030-7350976226977186360?l=manipulation-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manipulation-.blogspot.com/feeds/7350976226977186360/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14792030&amp;postID=7350976226977186360' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14792030/posts/default/7350976226977186360'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14792030/posts/default/7350976226977186360'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manipulation-.blogspot.com/2007/05/saturday-to-friday.html' title='Saturday to Friday'/><author><name>ShuMei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06138187027194847547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETGpGRSN7bY/SX_nyqMBQOI/AAAAAAAAAEs/EZGtJ99eRnM/S220/icon_shumei.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14792030.post-9143257504107308934</id><published>2007-05-05T12:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-12T22:34:04.429+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's all about primary school</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;[EDIT]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;HAHAHA IM FINALLY FREE!&lt;/b&gt; *goes mad*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Charlene made this! :D Primary school was fun, to say the least. (YES CHARLENE CHEATED, TSKTSKTSK)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/s86683421.png" border="0"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;[/EDIT]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Dear JieYing,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall return your tribute. But mine's slightly different. I have nothing but sixteen thousand words for you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/sixteensquares.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope these memories can keep you emo-less, at least for a while. ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Combined Sports Meet was, a success? I don't know. It's like that every year, I think. Good thing it didn't rained. I think I got slightly sunburnt (not tanned!) after being in the sun for 4hours. Nanyang won the Staff 8X50m relay race (first and third positions), we pwn Hwachong! :D An ex-classmate jumped 1.80m for highjump, clinching first position for Hwachong B'div boys. Someone please go and congratulate him :) Cousin was slacking with JunXian haha. Ohwells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After CSM, NYSC and HCISC kind of became models for the CoffeeTableBook photographer, ohwells. I want that picture! Anyway, Council outing was a pretty new experience. :) &lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="red"&gt;Go, NYSC!&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did something else (courtesy of Adobe Photoshop V7.0), partly due to boredom but mostly due to reminiscence. &lt;b&gt;Two thousand and three words.&lt;/b&gt; &lt;b&gt;*&lt;/b&gt;Note: I'm kind enough to exclude all weird looking photos, you guys have way more embarrassing photos at my hands &gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/twentyfivesquares.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Flames to dust,&lt;br /&gt;Lovers to friends,&lt;br /&gt;Why do all good things come to an end?&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14792030-9143257504107308934?l=manipulation-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manipulation-.blogspot.com/feeds/9143257504107308934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14792030&amp;postID=9143257504107308934' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14792030/posts/default/9143257504107308934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14792030/posts/default/9143257504107308934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manipulation-.blogspot.com/2007/05/its-all-about-primary-school.html' title='It&apos;s all about primary school'/><author><name>ShuMei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06138187027194847547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETGpGRSN7bY/SX_nyqMBQOI/AAAAAAAAAEs/EZGtJ99eRnM/S220/icon_shumei.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14792030.post-3038430872340939822</id><published>2007-04-27T21:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-12T22:33:24.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a tinge of happiness</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/neoprintsss.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They say, a picture speaks a thousand words.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally got around to visiting grandma over the weekends, I'm happy. :) And I managed to make the chemistry SIA website within 4hours, so proud of myself - &lt;a href="http://www.chemistrysia2007.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;The Egg Philosophy.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dear uncle Jaren became my alarm clock on Monday and Tuesday lol. At least it perked me up in the morning, so I was super awake when I was on the bus and could revise more. And we shall all go back to YZ soon, yay :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally managed to meet cousin on yesterday, after about four centuries. I told XXX that Caleb and I are cousins, and she really believed  it. She also commented that we look alike, lmao. &lt;i&gt;Caleb says,"I know, right? Looking like SM is a compliment."&lt;/i&gt; Caleb's a bimbo (understatement of the century), and I'm a geek. I can do balancing chemical equations, I think Biology is cool, and I love Chinese. Functions is really fun. 8)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cao laoshi idolises PM Lee, for some unknown reasons. And she loves to quote him. On the other hand, I don't. So she was saying, PM Lee once said in Chinese, &lt;font color="blue"&gt;"&lt;i&gt;gao1 chu4 bu2 sheng4 han2.&lt;/i&gt;"&lt;/font&gt;, which is pretty good Chinese I GUESS. And I said a tad bit too loudly in class,&lt;font color="#FF1493"&gt;"Man, he's the same guy who said 'meesiam mai hum'."&lt;/font&gt; Meesiam has no &lt;i&gt;hum&lt;/i&gt;, that's satay beehoon -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually had fun in school this week, 'cos Elise, RouYing, ChiLing and Jasmine keep me entertained during lesson time! Can laugh until I start tearing :D Oh, Mr.K's quotes are &lt;u&gt;always&lt;/u&gt; interesting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Qn: Why can't ____ and _____ become a compound with covalent bonding even though both of them are non-metals?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="green"&gt;Ans: "Now, there are many many many different kinds of van der Waal's forces. What you're learning now is actually very basic. Let me give you a very lame analogy. Imagine, there's this group of gays and this group of straight people. They will NEVER be attracted to each other because their bases of attraction is different. Same for these compounds. And stop laughing."&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wish he's my chemistry teacher. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="green"&gt;"You'd better not drop that camera I tell you. It's worth a friggin' $6000. If you drop it, you're worse off than dead. And I will personally take off Tan Kah Kee's statue, cast you in cement, and put you in his place."&lt;/font&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do I have the coolest CCA teacher or what. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp; As you can see from my layout, my creativity is pretty limited.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14792030-3038430872340939822?l=manipulation-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manipulation-.blogspot.com/feeds/3038430872340939822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14792030&amp;postID=3038430872340939822' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14792030/posts/default/3038430872340939822'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14792030/posts/default/3038430872340939822'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manipulation-.blogspot.com/2007/04/tinge-of-happiness.html' title='a tinge of happiness'/><author><name>ShuMei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06138187027194847547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETGpGRSN7bY/SX_nyqMBQOI/AAAAAAAAAEs/EZGtJ99eRnM/S220/icon_shumei.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14792030.post-5268666216115324075</id><published>2007-04-15T02:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-12T22:28:52.686+08:00</updated><title type='text'>19 + 4 = 23</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;[EDIT]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;My dear dear cousin released his number one &lt;a href="http://im.great.la/wp/?p=37" target="_blank"&gt;bitch post&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://im.great.la/wp/" target="_blank"&gt;Caleb&lt;/a&gt; &lt;font color="green"&gt;" And no, I haven’t been able to fathom what great sense this “baby” has. Perhaps it’s not up to me to judge who the baby likes, but hell? To like her over my dear dear cousin? My cousin is one of the best people I have ever known and compared to this twit-typing cow, she pwns her like 10000000%? "&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aww, I'm so touched. Thanks cousin&lt;3. But then again, not that I care anymore. Although the bitch post was highly amusing lol. Dance for well-elation, I blog about sad reminiscence y'know. She's a cheerful girl I'd say. :) &lt;i&gt;verii` ch33rfUl w0rzxx `! ((:&lt;/i&gt; Yeah, baby. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somebody said I'm &lt;u&gt;angelic&lt;/u&gt;, aww 0:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;[/EDIT]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="red"&gt;Note: Image Heavy. Seriously.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had an early (surprise!) birthday celebration for JiaYin :D We needed some good ol' girls talk session to destress and, &lt;u&gt;reminisce&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/jybday0720.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/jybday0720small.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Click to enlarge)&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/jybday0701.jpg" border="1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JiaYin, JiaYin, and more JiaYin! :D&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Managed to reach home in time for lunch, and collected photos &amp; cake before heading for Charlene's house. The confectionary people suck, but whatever. Yunqi came shortly after and we started making the scrapbook for JiaYin. &lt;i&gt;All handmade! I'll be so touched if I were the one who receives this present. After laughing, that is :D&lt;/i&gt; Decided to have a theme of &lt;b&gt;23&lt;/b&gt; 'cos &lt;u&gt;19+4=23&lt;/u&gt;, and anyway we thought having things add up to 23 was pretty cool after watching the Number 23. Damn cool. Charlene the math whiz made JiaYin's name, handphone and home phone numbers equate to 23, &lt;u&gt;somehow&lt;/u&gt;. And we used 23 photos, and had 23 pages :D &lt;i&gt;Okay we exceeded by two pages, but genius SM numbered the pages 1-24, and last page was number "&lt;b&gt;-1&lt;/b&gt;". 24+(-1)=&lt;u&gt;23!&lt;/u&gt; Cool eh ;)&lt;/i&gt; Yes, thank you. *bows*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/jybday0702.jpg" border="1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/jybday0703.jpg" border="1"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Courtesy of Aunty KohYunqi. It's true that I &lt;i&gt;did&lt;/i&gt;n't use brakes. &lt;b&gt;Do.&lt;/b&gt; Bryan and I are dangerous cyclists, do not ride doublebikes with us. You're courting death that way, a terrible ugly death. HAH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/jybday0704.jpg" border="1"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so proud of this page, bwahahaha! xD And no way am I putting a close up of that photo on my blog. Totally ruins our reputations! Some may argue that this is bad enough though, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jane came after that, and we ordered Pizza. The person on the line was so rude okay, I miss &lt;b&gt;Parvarti&lt;/B&gt;. &amp;JieYing came next. We totally overestimated JiaYin! Apparently she didn't think so complicatedly and thought it was really a girls talk session, lol. My lies are so terrible (and hilarious, everyone started cracking up so I had to use the lousy way to hang up on her), but JiaYin believed in them. So that's good :) Either I'm a terribly good liar and sounds sincere &amp;honest, or JiaYin &lt;s&gt;is gullible&lt;/s&gt; trusts me a lot. The latter I think, since I was almost bursting with laughter already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;font color="red"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.xanga.com/bulletblast" target="_blank"&gt;CHARLENE&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/b&gt;" Okay and this was the funniest ever. Jiayin called Shumei at about 7 and wanted to meet her at the mrt station to walk over or something. Then Shumei said, oh it's raining I'm stuck in the rain. And Jiayin volunteered to come over with an umbrella hahaha. Then Shumei was like "HELLO, hello, Jiayin? -cough cough-" and she hung up. Omg Jiayin believed her. We were literally rofl, it was damn amusing. I need to be wary of Lau Shumei, master of lies. :) "&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, JiaYin came (without an umbrella, 'cos it wasn't raining hahaha) and we talked and ate pizza till about 8.30pm. Jane is super disgusting k. *pinches nose in disgust* She ate all the &lt;s&gt;&lt;i&gt;whatever they're called&lt;/i&gt; gross green stuff on the pizza&lt;/s&gt; gross capsicums. :[ She put all of those on her slice of pizza and just kept munching. Eww.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/jybday0721.jpg" width="320" height="240" border="1"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our aim was to make JiaYin feel horrible, and I think we kind of succeeded! Meanwhile, Aunty Janet was busy preparing the birthday cake in the kitchen. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly everyone started clapping, &amp; &lt;font color="red"&gt;"Happy birthday to you..."&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;JIAYIN SANG ALONG WITH THE FIRST LINE&lt;/b&gt; and clapped along before realising that it was for her. &lt;s&gt;Very&lt;/s&gt; A bit lag, but we succeeded in making this a surprise! I hope she truly enjoyed herself. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/jybday0705.jpg" border="1"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was surprised, yay! But Charlene's aircon in the livingroom was a tad bit too strong luh! &lt;b&gt;It blew out the candles before JiaYin did&lt;/b&gt;, geez. But that led to another round of laughter :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/jybday0706.jpg" border="1"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JiaYin jumping in joy/glee/surprise/whatever while Charlene (&amp; Yunqi and I) tried to relight the aircon-blown-out candles, haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/jybday0707.jpg" border="1"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Making wish &amp;blowing candles, with JieYing behind to block the wind from the aircon. &lt;i&gt;I'll huff and puff, and blow the candles out! *blows*&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/jybday0708.jpg" border="1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Happy Birthday JiaYin, you ogre! &lt;img src="http://www.xanga.com/images/heart.gif" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/jybday0709.jpg" border="1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As we can see, JiaYin was super duper muper fuper happy! &lt;img src="http://www.xanga.com/images/laughing.gif" border="0"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/jybday0710.jpg" border="1"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still recovering from her big surprise! :D &lt;i&gt;Look at all her smiles! x)&lt;/i&gt; *JY quickly calms down to pose for a decent picture*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The four main reactions JiaYin had when she received her present (a lovely scrapbook of photos her most hilarious/unglam/horrifying &lt;b&gt;but lovely&lt;/b&gt; photos with us) from us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/jybday0711.jpg" border="1"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This just proves how impacted she was, doesn't it. That was only the beginning k. The funniest is yet to come. &lt;b&gt;THEN,&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/jybday0712.jpg" border="1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="FF5200"&gt;"Wahlao eh! You all harh..! Wth?!"&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/jybday0713.jpg" border="1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="FF5200"&gt;"I'm, well, &lt;b&gt;appalled&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;/font&gt; (Or touched?) &lt;font color="FF5200"&gt;What else can I say?"&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/jybday0714.jpg" border="1"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're wanted, because we behave maniacly all the time. Reward: Get to smack us, hooray! &lt;i&gt;Courtesy of Aunty CharleneWee.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last page, which was the page that I'm most proud of, made JiaYin &lt;u&gt;hyperventilate&lt;/u&gt;. Man, I rock. xD I'm &lt;i&gt;that&lt;/i&gt; good. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/jybday0715.jpg" border="1"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone simply couldn't stop laughing. But what can I say, it was hilarious! The last photo shows Yunqi posing after rolling on the sofa unglamly while laughing. &lt;i&gt;I've decided to show you glam&lt;u&gt;er&lt;/u&gt;! :D&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/jybday0716.jpg" border="1"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Go, &lt;s&gt;32&lt;/s&gt; 23!&lt;/b&gt; The birthday girl gets extra photo coverage on my blog :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After eating the cake, we settled down to some real girls talk. &lt;i&gt;I didn't lie that much to JiaYin afterall!&lt;/i&gt; And group phototaking&lt;3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/jybday0717.jpg" border="1"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, we're very lame. Trying very hard to portray "lame", literally. &lt;u&gt;And I think I look like I'm the lamest.&lt;/u&gt; I look like my leg's most in pain, anyway. &lt;s&gt;&amp;I'm not posting JieYing's series of pictures without her consent :) Please grant me your consent, haha!&lt;/s&gt; Since JieYing said it's fine, it's fine lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/jybday0718.jpg" border="1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;tai tou, qi li, li zheng, ting xiong!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/jybday0719.jpg" border="1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#FF1493"&gt;&lt;b&gt;Friends forever, and ever and ever.&lt;/b&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really, really enjoyed myself today. Haven't laughed sooo much for such a long time. *sighs* This will probably keep me happy for another week, just like Amazing Race. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cousin's a sex maniac, and I'm a true blue pig. We're fertile. Are we supposed to be happy about the new family tree or what? :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.47am, I'll wake up at 2.48pm tomorrow if I want to get more than 12hours of sleep. Which is virtually impossible, since I have a pile of homework left and I don't tend to sleep past 12pm anyway :) School, again. Boo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14792030-5268666216115324075?l=manipulation-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manipulation-.blogspot.com/feeds/5268666216115324075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14792030&amp;postID=5268666216115324075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14792030/posts/default/5268666216115324075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14792030/posts/default/5268666216115324075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manipulation-.blogspot.com/2007/04/19-4-23.html' title='19 + 4 = 23'/><author><name>ShuMei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06138187027194847547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETGpGRSN7bY/SX_nyqMBQOI/AAAAAAAAAEs/EZGtJ99eRnM/S220/icon_shumei.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14792030.post-2911059364649175736</id><published>2007-04-10T22:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-12T22:28:27.032+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Girls' Talk &amp; Family Tree</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;[EDIT]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#FF!493"&gt;&lt;b&gt;PISCES&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt; - The Partner for Life, caring and kind. Smart. Center of attention. High appeal. Has the last word. Good to find, hard to keep. Fun to be around.Extremely weird but in a good way. Good Sense of Humor! Thoughtful. Always gets what he or she wants. Loves to joke. Very popular. Silly, fun and sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hha, I found this in an old old old chain email. TYTY! *bows*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="orange"&gt;JiaYin,"No you &lt;b&gt;DO NOT&lt;/b&gt; call me mum."&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#996633"&gt;Gabriel, "Rather disturbing family tree..."&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LMAO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway! there's a &lt;b&gt;new &lt;s&gt;and improved&lt;/s&gt; family tree&lt;/b&gt;, courtesy of Charlene Yunqi JieYing, three fellow pigs. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/newfamilytree02.png" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/newfamilytree.png" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Click to view the new &amp;improved family tree)&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have an affair, wow. -___-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;OMG&lt;/b&gt; they filmed the current 9pm show at YZ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;[/EDIT]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charlene, Yunqi and JiaYin came over yesterday for some talking until 10.30pm. Some nice girls' talk totally made my day. ♥ I suppose besties really cheer me up, and it doesn't hurt to have dinner and do homework together too! Okay, so not much homework done, but still. :D Sitting on the bed and throwing stuffed toys and pillows at one another for saying silly things, asking about scandalous issues, teasing one another for a couple of hours, all the stress and sadness just poofed. It has kept me happy for 24hours now, at least! *contented* I wanna spend more time together talking, laughing, reminiscing again. x) The more the merrier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JieYing got us pretty worried, that cow! But get well soon &lt;3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met Cousin today after school :) And we decided that since we're already &lt;b&gt;COUSINS&lt;/b&gt;, we should extend the family tree :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/familytree.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/familytree02.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Click to view entire family tree)&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We arranged the people by birthdates, that's why it's in such weird arrangement. There are, of course, some exceptions. Like, Caleb and I wanted to remain young, so we're at the bottom of the family tree. *evil laughter* And JieYing's name is beside this &lt;i&gt;cancelled off name&lt;/i&gt;. Was actually Gabriel, but we decided to move him around since we thought it will be a horrible act of &lt;u&gt;incest&lt;/u&gt; if we make siblings each others' spouses. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been acknowledged by Caleb and yours truly, with our &lt;i&gt;middlefingerprints&lt;/i&gt; (instead of thumbprints haha) with &lt;font color="purple"&gt;&lt;s&gt;gay&lt;/s&gt; &lt;b&gt;purple&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt; ink. It was so fun making this up. But of course, everything's made up by both of us. Should there be any similar circumstances, it will be a pure coincidence. &lt;i&gt;I have JiaYin as mom, Gabriel as Dad, and Charlene Yunqi JunDe Bryan as grandparents. I &lt;u&gt;knew&lt;/u&gt; there must be a reason why I'm so eccentric! It runs in the family, see. :p&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14792030-2911059364649175736?l=manipulation-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manipulation-.blogspot.com/feeds/2911059364649175736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14792030&amp;postID=2911059364649175736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14792030/posts/default/2911059364649175736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14792030/posts/default/2911059364649175736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manipulation-.blogspot.com/2007/04/girls-talk-family-tree.html' title='Girls&apos; Talk &amp; Family Tree'/><author><name>ShuMei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06138187027194847547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETGpGRSN7bY/SX_nyqMBQOI/AAAAAAAAAEs/EZGtJ99eRnM/S220/icon_shumei.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14792030.post-2593151163736790293</id><published>2007-04-08T17:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-12T22:27:25.528+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Amazing Saturday</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;[EDIT]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought I should look up in life. 'Cos being emo is loserish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I saw this quote by chance today, &lt;font color="666666"&gt;"The harder you fall, the higher you bounce."&lt;/font&gt; All I can say is, I'm looking forward to my bounce, seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quoting Mr.K, &lt;b&gt;"Sometimes, shit happens."&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JieYing says, &lt;font color="purple"&gt;"you're taller you know. and older. not to mention physically mature. i wont say anything about the psychological aspect of you. xD"&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall assume that she meant that I'm more psychologically matured than I should be, tralalala. *lives in self-denial* :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;[/EDIT]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was a hectic, fun yet tiring day. :D Woke up at &lt;i&gt;friggin' &lt;b&gt;6am&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/i&gt;, which was totally abnormal for me on a Saturday morning. Felt like smacking Gabriel when he said that we didn't have to meet so early if I didn't want to (but we did anyway), haha. But I shouldn't complain, since he left home earlier. And th&lt;a href="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/P1090045.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;a&lt;/a&gt;nks :) Was popping sweet after sweet into my mouth to keep myself awake while waiting for the rest to arrive. Kinda helped, I guess. Caleb came (with jeans omg!), and we met Mdm.Loh - queuing right behind me, surprise surprise. Charlene kinda met Mdm.Loh outside Macs. Another lady came to us and asked for $2 -.- &lt;i&gt;That's two such people whom we met within a month.&lt;/i&gt; JiaYin I wanna sleep too y'know! :p &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/macsbreakfast070407.jpg" border="1"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out of Macs after breakfast, and the bus which Mrs.Kwek hired came around 8.30am. Mrs Kwek's son, Jireh, is so cute! *maternal instincts surges* Haha. I told Caleb that he had &lt;s&gt;maternal&lt;/s&gt; paternal instincts, and he shot me with dagger stares, sheesh. Headed for Touch Community Theatre for &lt;b&gt;Amazing Race&lt;/b&gt;. What's amazing was that we didn't get split up, heh. :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/P109004202.jpg" border="1"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Station after station, we had uber fun. Caleb was super retarded at the Liang Court station! :P We were the 5th group to finish the Amazing Race, but considering that we were last at first, it was pretty good. Played the &lt;i&gt;pass-$1-coin&lt;/i&gt; game, and JiaYin kinda lost terribly :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;font color="#666666"&gt;哎呀真糟糕 哎呀不得了&lt;br /&gt;我的一块钱 怎么不见了&lt;br /&gt;快来找一找 快来找一找&lt;br /&gt;我的一块钱 怎么不见了&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left for Caleb's church at 4pm, when we were supposed to reach at 4pm. So duh, we were late. Apparently the cab driver who drove Caleb and Gabriel was &lt;b&gt;very kind&lt;/b&gt;, and taught them how to &lt;i&gt;pao niu&lt;/i&gt; ;) But why can't a guy ask the cab driver to take the shortest route when traveling with his gf huh? Weird. :\ The games at Caleb's church were really cute! :D Fancy stuffing &lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;eleven&lt;/b&gt; marshmellows&lt;/u&gt; in your mouth! I tried it, and can barely stuff &lt;b&gt;five&lt;/b&gt;. O.o Dinner at long last (my stomach was rumbling), and I dropped the (yummy) sashimi which I goped from Caleb and broke the plastic fork too, how loser -_-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to PlazaSing. next, and didn't manage to catch the 7.25pm show. Played about 1.5hours' worth of arcade games (and spent about $15), and I ended up feeling really sleepy after that. Had coffee at Starbucks (to wake us up and also to pass time), with the exception of JiaYin, who doesn't drink coffee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/starbucks.jpg" border="1"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charlene got herself Iced Caramel Macchiato &lt;i&gt;and JiaYin had a really weird expression after drinking&lt;/i&gt;, Caleb bought Iced Caffè Vanilla Latte, Gabriel bought Frappuccino Mocha w/o whipped cream, and I bought Iced Caffè Mocha &lt;u&gt;with whipped cream&lt;/u&gt;. He claims that the whipped cream must be bad, since they charged him 20¢ more for mocha without whipped cream, but whipped cream is nice! Silly person. According to Caleb's tastebuds, I was drinking the most bitter coffee amongst the three, yay. Saw this weird guy with a skeleton outfit running about outside Starbucks, amusing. ;D Caleb headed home and the rest of us caught &lt;b&gt;Number 23&lt;/b&gt; at 9.45pm. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah and we sat at the third row, which was pretty disgusting. My body was on the seat instead (where the butt usually is), and my legs were propped up against the back of  the seat in front of me. We were all sitting like that one point or another during the movie, ohwells. Blame the seats. &lt;i&gt;That&lt;/i&gt; was probably the most comfortable way of watching the movie, second to JunDe's &lt;font color="green"&gt;head-on-seat-&amp;-body-on-floor method&lt;/font&gt;, lol. Gabriel claimed that he wanted to sleep while the movie's showing, and being a very nice friend, I didn't let him waste his $9.50 like that. He'd cover his head with his branded &lt;s&gt;table cloth&lt;/s&gt; shirt (except during those parts with girls, of course hah!) and I'd disturb him by poking him, tugging his &lt;s&gt;tablecloth&lt;/s&gt; shirt, or knocking his head with the box of popcorn, lol. &amp;I'd say &lt;b&gt;Number 23&lt;/b&gt; was rather cool. :) I received my 23rd sms right after the movie :O Yep we kept looking out for signs of &lt;b&gt;23&lt;/b&gt; (or 32, the reverse of 23) after the movie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know my eyes were &lt;u&gt;tiny&lt;/u&gt; during the ride back, but can't help it, I was really tired. Reached home at midnight. Sms-ed people till about 2+am, talking about interior design (redd w0rzxzx!) and Christianity (I heard two talks about Christianity within a day, how can I not think about it or not talk to somebody else about it, huh?). &lt;i&gt;That conversation kind of aroused my interest.&lt;/i&gt; Somehow fell asleep while sms-ing haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Get well soon to both JieYing and SungMing!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14792030-2593151163736790293?l=manipulation-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manipulation-.blogspot.com/feeds/2593151163736790293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14792030&amp;postID=2593151163736790293' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14792030/posts/default/2593151163736790293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14792030/posts/default/2593151163736790293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manipulation-.blogspot.com/2007/12/amazing-saturday.html' title='Amazing Saturday'/><author><name>ShuMei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06138187027194847547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETGpGRSN7bY/SX_nyqMBQOI/AAAAAAAAAEs/EZGtJ99eRnM/S220/icon_shumei.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14792030.post-1188630208437604305</id><published>2007-04-05T20:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-12T22:26:14.709+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Monday, Wednesday &amp;Thursday</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;[EDIT]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.gv.com.sg/Booking/movies/images/nowshowing_thereaping.jpg" border="1"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sucks, &lt;b&gt;The Reaping&lt;/b&gt;'s NC16. Again. Another NC16 movie that I wanna watch, but obviously can't, after the previous gazillion I missed. It's disgusting to be 15. Eh wait, how come I got caught (while trying to get into HuoYuanJia) when JiaYin &lt;u&gt;doesn't&lt;/u&gt;? Makes no sense, but whatever. Now I wanna watch &lt;b&gt;Number 23&lt;/b&gt;. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.gv.com.sg/Booking/movies/images/nowshowing_23.jpg" border="1"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;23&lt;/b&gt;'s PG and &lt;b&gt;Reaping&lt;/b&gt;'s NC, what's up with Singapore's ratings!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.gv.com.sg/Booking/movies/images/nowshowing_robinsons.jpg" border="1"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Cousin wants to watch &lt;b&gt;Meet The Robinsons&lt;/b&gt;. Somebody smack him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp; music and lyrics says:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how dare you frapper me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;oneway ticket- says:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cossssss&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;oneway ticket- says:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im your favouritest COUSIN! :D  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As usual, I didn't feel like doing homework. Gabriel said I should take pictures of the moon (very unique idea, I know.), because it's rather big tonight. I did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;TADA! THE MOON.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/moons050407.jpg" border="1"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadly, no stars. I can do all sorts of things just to avoid homework. :\ Somebody save me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;[/EDIT]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Changed layout, yay :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Monday&lt;/b&gt; lunch was spent with Council, and FBI played an April Fools' trick on us, lol. Felt so cheated luh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/aprilsfool.jpg" border="1"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Evening was spent doing homework with JiaYin at Macs, supposedly. But Macs got a sudden &lt;u&gt;lighting-malfunction&lt;/u&gt; so the entire place went dark. -.- Quoting JY, &lt;font color="orange"&gt;"So loser!"&lt;/font&gt;. JY came over after that and we talked &lt;i&gt;a lot&lt;/i&gt; while doing homework. :) Had fun! It's always fun to talk to old friends anyway. You just share so much history in common, y'know? *sighs*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took a pretty bus156 home on &lt;b&gt;Wednesday&lt;/b&gt;. Posh red window sills, plush white seats lined like a couch, and there's even a tiny bar table with a printed bartender. Damn nice can. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/sassy156.jpg" border="1"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheryl agrees with me that the bus was lovely! x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His pm was &lt;i&gt;My love for you is like diarrhoea, I just can't hold it in.&lt;/i&gt;, so out of curiosity I asked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;oneway ticket- says:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i just realised,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;oneway ticket- says:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My love for you is like diarrhoea, I just can't hold it in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;[ GABRIEL  #12 ] says:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh woh, u finally confessed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;-___-&lt;/B&gt; Your friend ah? Sometimes, I think it's totally normal to feel like whacking someone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, &lt;b&gt;Thursday&lt;/b&gt; is fun because we have 1.5hours of Math, and I like Math. :D Chem lab's boring today :\ The only interesting thing is that Mr.K (he was teaching in the lab opposite ours) came into our lab, took a bottle of chemical, and said, &lt;font color="green"&gt;"I'm going to poison my class."&lt;/font&gt; Did I ever say that he's my &lt;u&gt;favouritest&lt;/u&gt; teacher in NY? :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last lesson was Geography, and as usual, Mr.Lim CH was amusing. He was telling us about Industrial Revolution, and that it originated from this guy whom "all Science students will know". He made us guess, and nobody got it, much to his disbelief. Turned out that it was &lt;b&gt;Tom Watt&lt;/b&gt;. Y'know, the guy who found out about electricity?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="red"&gt;"Watt? What? It's that guy? Oh, maaaaan."&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="blue"&gt;"Yeah, oh man. Oh, maaaaan. No wait, he's not an "old man". He's a *pauses* &lt;b&gt;dead man&lt;/b&gt;."&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Talked about engines next.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="blue"&gt;"Now, do y'all know what happens when you boil water in a flask?"&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="red"&gt;"The water will boil!"&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="blue"&gt;"AHAHAHAHA! Yes, I know the water will boil. Anything else?"&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*class silent*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="red"&gt;"The water will continue boiling."&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="blue"&gt;"Okaaay, so I'm teaching a mentally-challenged class." *sighs*&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caleb and I became &lt;b&gt;cousins&lt;/b&gt;, and we found out that we can't communicate with Yunqi using minds. Aww. :( And SORRY YUNQI for whacking you, but you're really deaf leh. Caleb shouted your name twice &lt;s&gt;embarrassingly&lt;/s&gt; on the bus, and you didn't hear :\ JieYing claims that she's telepathic and knows who I'm currently attracted to, believe? Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After blogging, I should get down to homework. Seriously.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14792030-1188630208437604305?l=manipulation-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manipulation-.blogspot.com/feeds/1188630208437604305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14792030&amp;postID=1188630208437604305' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14792030/posts/default/1188630208437604305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14792030/posts/default/1188630208437604305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manipulation-.blogspot.com/2007/04/monday-wednesday.html' title='Monday, Wednesday &amp;Thursday'/><author><name>ShuMei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06138187027194847547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETGpGRSN7bY/SX_nyqMBQOI/AAAAAAAAAEs/EZGtJ99eRnM/S220/icon_shumei.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14792030.post-3130339193451005397</id><published>2007-03-30T21:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-12T22:25:18.347+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I have pictures every other day!</title><content type='html'>Even though I know I can't sew for nuts, I sewed two pouches within 3hours. :) But my sewing's so terrible I sew a crooked line even though I drew a line for me to sew on, haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/P1080841.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched &lt;b&gt;The Village&lt;/b&gt; for Language Arts lesson today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/movie-the-village.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ms.Sim said it's "full of suspense" and "may be scary". Wahlao, that movie was such crap. No scary sound effects! It was so slow-mo and boring, I almost zonked out in the course of watching. The movie is pathetically dumb, full stop. *rolls eyes* To think it was ranked &lt;u&gt;The #1 Worldwide Thriller&lt;/u&gt; in 2004. They forgot to include, &lt;b&gt;From Bottom Up&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mr.Kuo's laptop is horribly amusing ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/P1090001.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Margaux says having bangs will make the complexion better. &lt;i&gt;ARE YOU SURE?!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SAP Symposium tomorrow, yikes. I shall not talk much for the Q&amp;A question. Just gonna present, and that's that. :\ SAP's been stressing me out for a little while, so I'm &lt;u&gt;super duper happy&lt;/u&gt; that it will be over soon, hah. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna watch yet another movieee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/The_Reaping.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The trailer looks darn cool, I swear.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14792030-3130339193451005397?l=manipulation-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manipulation-.blogspot.com/feeds/3130339193451005397/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14792030&amp;postID=3130339193451005397' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14792030/posts/default/3130339193451005397'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14792030/posts/default/3130339193451005397'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manipulation-.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-have-pictures-every-other-day.html' title='I have pictures every other day!'/><author><name>ShuMei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06138187027194847547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETGpGRSN7bY/SX_nyqMBQOI/AAAAAAAAAEs/EZGtJ99eRnM/S220/icon_shumei.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14792030.post-8812389032396468420</id><published>2007-03-26T19:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-12T22:24:39.145+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bye Phone :(</title><content type='html'>I just sold my &lt;b&gt;N6670&lt;/b&gt;. So I'm kind of sad now :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/byephone.jpg" border="1"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love that phone a lot, and it went everywhere with me. It went slightly bonkers after OBS, but I ignored it. Obviously it didn't like OBS very much huh! Two weeks later, it went &lt;b&gt;siao&lt;/b&gt;. The screen started having those wriggly lines running across, and I can't see what I was typing at all. And the person on the other end of the phone can't hear me sometimes. -.- I didn't want to let it go, but I thought, I can't be stuck with a spoilt phone forever. It's better to sell it off for a good price rather than to have it explode next to me someday. So tadah, I sold it, memories and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I started using my mom's old &lt;font color="#FF1493"&gt;&lt;b&gt;hot pink Motorola Razr&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt; today. And man, &lt;b&gt;did it suck&lt;/b&gt;. I spent 5min replying an sms of one sentence (to Caleb) when I'd usually spend about 5seconds doing so. And I can't type random stuff on the razr! :[ I used to take out the N6670 and type random stuff on the notepad when I was bored. But razr's really flat though; now I know why Charlene likes flat phones, they don't take up much space. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And YAY! My parents said I can get a new phone :D As long as I pay for it anyway. &lt;i&gt;But no, that seldom happens.&lt;/i&gt; I just got $150 for selling N6670. With some savings, I can probably get a pretty decent phone. :) &lt;b&gt;Suggestions, anyone?&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for &lt;b&gt;Blood &amp; Chocolate&lt;/b&gt; yesterday morning with Charlene and Yunqi (I was late heh :p), it was kinda interesting actually. Less violent/bloody as compared to Underworld I'd say, but nice all the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/details_bloodchocolate.jpg" border="1"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't you just love werewolves and vampires.&lt;br /&gt;And we bought Carina a present too, yay us :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/P1080837.jpg" border="1"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Go figure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="red"&gt;I suspect that I'm unconsciously trying to get away from doing my homework, ahhh. I'm &lt;u&gt;always&lt;/u&gt; like that, I'm kind of worried for myself. :[ Sometimes, you know what you ought to do, but you're not doing it. Does that suck, or does that suck?&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grandma, Aunty Irene and the cousins went to Genting for some good ol' casino-ing last Saturday and will only be back tomorrow. &lt;i&gt;My grandma only knows how to play the jackpot though.&lt;/i&gt; I miss my grandma terribly. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14792030-8812389032396468420?l=manipulation-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manipulation-.blogspot.com/feeds/8812389032396468420/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14792030&amp;postID=8812389032396468420' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14792030/posts/default/8812389032396468420'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14792030/posts/default/8812389032396468420'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manipulation-.blogspot.com/2007/03/bye-phone.html' title='Bye Phone :('/><author><name>ShuMei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06138187027194847547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETGpGRSN7bY/SX_nyqMBQOI/AAAAAAAAAEs/EZGtJ99eRnM/S220/icon_shumei.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14792030.post-4144452729711914790</id><published>2007-03-25T04:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-12T22:24:06.739+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Guzheng Concert</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Guzheng concert&lt;/b&gt; was pretty fine, I guess.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rehearsal started at 2pm, and ended around 5.15pm. YiHui and I got kinda broed during rehearsal, so we started taking photos of the sound board! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/24030701.jpg" border="1"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rehearsal ended pretty quickly, and we had dinner - chicken rice. Tested the sounds, video, ppt, mikes, lights, etc. while the Guzheng people tuned. The concert was supposed to start at 7pm sharp, but due to some unforeseen circumstances, &lt;i&gt;like, having the principal arrive at 7.30pm and still thought that she was very punctual&lt;/i&gt;, we started later. Had to play the introduction video &lt;b&gt;twice&lt;/b&gt;, which was kind of dumb. But the fact that the video was pretty cute and had a nice song made up for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/24030702.jpg" border="1"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CO never ceases to awe me. Even though I've heard &lt;i&gt;mo li hua&lt;/i&gt; play for 5times in the last 2months, I was still deeply attracted to CO's wonderous tunes. It was like, &lt;font color="#FF1493"&gt;omg CO is gooood.&lt;/font&gt; But the CO people will point out their mistakes to you and stuff. Well, they're the pros. Oh, that's how CO looks from the control room. People look tiny. :p Took photos of them during rehearsal, so they're not in costumes. :\ It's kind of sad, since they look really demure in costume, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Threatre Club girls came during the interval, and since we all absolutely &lt;u&gt;adore&lt;/u&gt; the control room, we took pictures! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/24030703.jpg" border="1"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You don't know how fun and cool the audi control room is until you're in there and start to fiddle around with those things. You just feel great and accomplished doing duty, end of story. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The concert ended at 9+pm, and YiHui got me outside so that we can take a "class photo" with the rest of the 202s. :D &lt;i&gt;If 9people can make up a class, that is.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/24030704.jpg" border="1"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Headed for debrief and home sweet home :) I always feel tired and sleepy after duties, gosh. That proves that I need to sleep, right? Right. But whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought it was kind of weird doing duty at audi control room without Gen's and WeiJia's presence. :\ Well, they used to crash practically every concert/production at the audi if they're not down for duty. :p And with Mr.Tang gone, doing duty at the control room will &lt;b&gt;never&lt;/b&gt; be the same again. :( It's just feels weird not having him scream at you through the cans okay. Or give snide remarks during performances, hah. ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's 4.37am, I finished blogging and I'm done doing next Saturday's SAP Symposium presentation script. Left with math worksheet, math assignment, lang arts comprehension and bio worksheet. &lt;b&gt;I shall finish math worksheet by 6am.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Going Vivo &lt;s&gt;tomorrow&lt;/s&gt; later this morning (technically) with Charlene &amp; Yunqi! :D &lt;i&gt;I'm finally getting out of the house and ditching those friggin' homework.&lt;/i&gt; Y'know, it's so interesting typing this and hearing people from the market setting up. &lt;u&gt;Yes it's so early that people are setting up in the markets already!&lt;/u&gt;I've never heard it before, 'cos I'm always asleep/not at home at 4+pm. I'm very curious. Shall go look through the window at the markets after I'm done with this blogpost. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14792030-4144452729711914790?l=manipulation-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manipulation-.blogspot.com/feeds/4144452729711914790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14792030&amp;postID=4144452729711914790' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14792030/posts/default/4144452729711914790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14792030/posts/default/4144452729711914790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manipulation-.blogspot.com/2007/03/guzheng-concert.html' title='Guzheng Concert'/><author><name>ShuMei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06138187027194847547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETGpGRSN7bY/SX_nyqMBQOI/AAAAAAAAAEs/EZGtJ99eRnM/S220/icon_shumei.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14792030.post-1529287191445215396</id><published>2007-03-18T15:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-12T22:23:19.697+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Gah</title><content type='html'>Omg I swear Xanga hates me. I created &lt;b&gt;three&lt;/b&gt; accounts and all three poofed. -.-" That sucks. Okay so now I'm back to slow Blogger (Charlene, I'm seriously back to Blogger!) so yep.&lt;a href="http://manipulation-.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;http://manipulation-.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt; can't be loaded sometimes for some weird reasons. JiaYin thinks it's because of the &lt;b&gt;hyphen&lt;/b&gt;. Now &lt;font color"#FF1493"&gt;http://oneshotdown.blogspot.com/&lt;/font&gt; doesn't have any hyphens so it should be fine :) Let's hope this blog works out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sister brought two hamsters home. Apparently, she shares them with her friend. &lt;u&gt;And the hamsters are in the mating stage now.&lt;/u&gt; O.o I think they live in a very miserable cage, poor things.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/hamsters180307.jpg" border="1"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to finish my homework before the clock strikes 7pm today. That's one essay and two worksheets. :[&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14792030-1529287191445215396?l=manipulation-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manipulation-.blogspot.com/feeds/1529287191445215396/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14792030&amp;postID=1529287191445215396' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14792030/posts/default/1529287191445215396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14792030/posts/default/1529287191445215396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manipulation-.blogspot.com/2007/03/gah.html' title='Gah'/><author><name>ShuMei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06138187027194847547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETGpGRSN7bY/SX_nyqMBQOI/AAAAAAAAAEs/EZGtJ99eRnM/S220/icon_shumei.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14792030.post-7435273752553887635</id><published>2007-03-15T10:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-12T22:21:48.821+08:00</updated><title type='text'>March Hols'07</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Friday&lt;/b&gt; was my grandma's birthday, and we had a big feast at home. Home-cooked food is the bestest.&lt;span style="color:#ff1493;"&gt;&lt;3&lt;/span&gt; And they taste especially good after 5days of disgusting-food trauma at OBS. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Saturday &amp;Sunday&lt;/b&gt; was spent clearing yet another HKdrama, 《凤凰四重奏》. It was merely an &lt;u&gt;okay&lt;/u&gt; show; Not worth watching, really. Also cleared the other half of 《酒店风云》. I can't believe I wasted two days watching two pretty boring shows. Should've just borrowed some DVDs from JiaYin instead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Monday&lt;/b&gt; afternoon was spent at Suntec with JiaYin, shopping for her friend's present. I also found a nice gift for Tammy's wedding! But she likes so many cartoons, I don't know which set of puzzle to get for her, hmm. Was thinking of either HelloKitty or the Disney princesses. Grahh, which one. :\ I think I was pretty dumb at City Hall MRT station, 'cos I went down the wrong escalator twice and almost walked into a barrier. -.-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/eurofunfair01.jpg" border="1" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Headed to Hougang after that for the Euro Funfair. &lt;b&gt;Which was such a SCAM.&lt;/b&gt; Entrance fee $2, and each ride costs at least $5, urgh. &lt;i&gt;I sincerely apologise for not having checked the pricings out beforehand :X&lt;/i&gt; All of us took a $7.50 ride, with the exception of Gabriel. Horrible person, shan't elaborate, lol. Anyway, Xcoaster was a total waste of money, 'cos it was neither thrilling nor fun. -.- Left the Euro Funfair for Hougang Mall. Gabriel, SungMing and I only realised that the rest were gone when we reached the second floor. :p So, we decided to go into the library to "chui air-con".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;"Eh, you wanna get a tattoo next time?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff1493;"&gt;"Yeah, I don’t mind."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;"Yeah, I also want. Cool right."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:green;"&gt;"Eh, what you all talking about?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;"I asked her whether she wants to get pregnant next time, then she said she doesn't mind."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff1493;"&gt;"No, I didn't."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;"She said she doesn’t mind."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff1493;"&gt;"Hurh." -___-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:green;"&gt;"Harh? Then why you wanna get pregnant also?" O_O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omg, I will &lt;u&gt;always&lt;/u&gt; remember this conversation. x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went over to McDonalds, &lt;i&gt;even though JiaYin told us they were at KFC&lt;/i&gt;, geez. Had supper/dinner, and we spotted this lady who went around asking people for $2 'cos she was thirty and didn't have money. &lt;u&gt;Liar!&lt;/u&gt; She got money from at least 3people, that's $6, and bought a $1 bubble tea. The first time she came to us, I think we all felt pretty weird. Then she said she needed money for a drink. And Gabriel told her that &lt;u&gt;McDonalds have free water&lt;/u&gt;. O_o True, but still. &lt;b&gt;It was really hilarious hahaha! xD&lt;/b&gt; I think she forgot that she came to us before, and came to us for money again when we got out of Macs. Due to overspilling curiosity and typical Singaporean KPOism, we decided to spy on her. Other than seeing kind but blind people giving her money, it was pretty much uninteresting. Went over to JiaYin's house for &lt;b&gt;Stay Alive&lt;/b&gt; at around 8+pm. Second time watching isn't as interesting as the first time, but it's a cool horror movie anyway. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did I mention that my successful attempt to get tanned &lt;s&gt;shocked&lt;/s&gt; surprised people? &gt;:D I'm about just as tanned as Charlene and Yunqi! Slightly fairer than SungMing, I think. And I'm more tanned than JieYing and Calbeepoo, muahahaha! Of course I'm fairer than Gabriel. He'll die of shock if we're of the same shade of tan. ;) JieYing was like,&lt;span style="color:orange;"&gt;"Ahh, ShuMei! You're darker than me!"&lt;/span&gt; &lt;i&gt;I was fairer than everybody for about 99% of my life k, lol.&lt;/i&gt; Caleb, unwilling to admit defeat, said,&lt;span style="color:blue;"&gt;"Wahlao, ShuMei you white chicken."&lt;/span&gt; &lt;i&gt;I know you're totally fairer than me, Calb. Admit it. ;)&lt;/i&gt; &amp;Gabriel was like,&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;"She got tanned? Ohmygod she actually got tanned."&lt;/span&gt; Sometime ago, a few of us were saying &lt;i&gt;(Or was it just between me and somebody else? Can't remember.)&lt;/i&gt;,&lt;br /&gt;A tanned SM = A tall __ = A white Gabriel = &lt;b&gt;weird &amp;amp;nearly impossible&lt;/b&gt;. Okay, I'm tanned now, that's fab. ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohyeah. Gabriel told his teacher that the pink &lt;u&gt;hand grip&lt;/u&gt; I bought him was a &lt;u&gt;double-headed &lt;b&gt;dildo&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;. And the teacher believed him, and confiscated it. -.- Obviously the teacher doesn't do gym. Isn't a hand grip a very basic forearm-strengthening device? :\ A dildo, on the other hand, is a device which helps in &lt;i&gt;self-satisfaction and contentment&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img alt="This, is obviously a hand grip." src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/Hand_Grips.jpg" border="1" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not planning on putting a dildo picture on my blog. You guys can go google it. :) Just beware of pornography.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spent the entire &lt;b&gt;Tuesday&lt;/b&gt; on HanaKimi/ 《花样少年少女》. &lt;span style="color:red;"&gt;汪东城 &amp; 铁人会!&lt;3&lt;/span&gt; The ending is as good as not having an ending luh, zzz. -.- But nonetheless, the show was pretty cute, and I like the modelling photoshoot! And the dumb magic trick at the end. xD Only people who understand Hokkien will get it I guess, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Wednesday&lt;/b&gt; was YiQiang's birthday. As a special treat, I did the 《花样》 "magic trick". &lt;i&gt;They don't watch the show ;)&lt;/i&gt; Everyone found it interestingly amusing, and couldn't stop laughing for a looong time. :D Speaking of birthdays, &lt;u&gt;I'll be 16 on my next birthday!&lt;/u&gt; :O Time flies.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14792030-7435273752553887635?l=manipulation-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manipulation-.blogspot.com/feeds/7435273752553887635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14792030&amp;postID=7435273752553887635' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14792030/posts/default/7435273752553887635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14792030/posts/default/7435273752553887635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manipulation-.blogspot.com/2007/03/march-hols.html' title='March Hols&apos;07'/><author><name>ShuMei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06138187027194847547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETGpGRSN7bY/SX_nyqMBQOI/AAAAAAAAAEs/EZGtJ99eRnM/S220/icon_shumei.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14792030.post-3662220180585784761</id><published>2007-03-11T15:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-11T15:54:25.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I Got Tanner Hurh :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;OBS WAS AWESOME.&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But no, I don't feel like going there again. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style= background:"#FF1493"&gt;&lt;font face="georgia"&gt;Junko&lt;3.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/span&gt; And I think Kayaking is the bestest water sports on Earth. :)&lt;br /&gt;I survived for five days without my handphone &amp;comp, whoa. &lt;i&gt;Speaking of which, my comp just tio virus, I have no idea how. So I'm blogging with my cousin's lappy now. -.-&lt;/i&gt; Anyhoo, March hols are here so &lt;u&gt;it's time to get out and have fun!&lt;/u&gt; :D I wanna watch movies, play arcade, eat some civilised and good food, and Idk, talk to my friends. Somebody plan something please, thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have a very nice skin colour now, it's &lt;font color="brown"&gt;brown&lt;/font&gt;. And I can be seen under the sunlight, hah. We should meet up soon, then we can compare skin tones! &lt;i&gt;Before mine fades off.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14792030-3662220180585784761?l=manipulation-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manipulation-.blogspot.com/feeds/3662220180585784761/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14792030&amp;postID=3662220180585784761' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14792030/posts/default/3662220180585784761'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14792030/posts/default/3662220180585784761'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manipulation-.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-got-tanner-hurh.html' title='I Got Tanner Hurh :)'/><author><name>ShuMei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06138187027194847547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETGpGRSN7bY/SX_nyqMBQOI/AAAAAAAAAEs/EZGtJ99eRnM/S220/icon_shumei.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14792030.post-9147062252004748271</id><published>2007-02-24T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-25T03:23:19.357+08:00</updated><title type='text'>It's Everyone's Birthday</title><content type='html'>Yep, it's not only &lt;b&gt;MY&lt;/b&gt; birthday, but it's everyone's as well, 'cos it's REN RI today :) Anyway, thanks to everyone for the birthday wishes and presents! ♥ Spent most my bday sleeping 'cos I was down with a cold :\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Headed to KBT in the evening for the annual &lt;i&gt;lao yu sheng&lt;/i&gt;, and I received more angbaos &gt;:) The food was, as usual, pretty yummilicious, never mind the fact that I was tearing madly and my nose was dripping like nobody's business. I used up more than half a box of tissue, yay me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that was the um, cards-playing session, again.&lt;font color="#FF1493"&gt;&lt;3&lt;/font&gt; We played Fourpins, and I joined Zai &amp;Di. It was super fun 'cos the guys would do all sorts of funny things in hope that we'd get good cards - dance around with the cards, pretend to give the cards "power", chanting, etc. :D Bet pretty small at first, $2 each, so our total bet was $6. Each player/group of players took turns being the banker for three rounds, and we played a total of more than 80rounds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had little winnings once in a while, so we were pretty contented, and also increased our bets until the total bet was $15. We kept &lt;i&gt;zao&lt;/i&gt;-ing (neither win nor lose) after that. And whenever we were the bankers, we had to pay the other players, so we were damn drained. &lt;b&gt;Of money.&lt;/b&gt; Wahlao, lost until we almost died. -.- The three of us lost almost $150 in total so I got to fork out around $50 for our loss, &lt;u&gt;heartache&lt;/u&gt;. Throughout the course of playing, people got so agitated they started sprouting &lt;b&gt;English&lt;/b&gt; words. :O Jimmy even started talking Tamil, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last round, Uncle Zhui was the banker. The three of us wanted to recoup our losses, so after much discussion &lt;s&gt;&amp;also much on impulse&lt;/s&gt;, we actually put down $50 each, thinking that since we're dying it doesn't matter anymore if we were to die further. &lt;i&gt;If there's such a thing as dying further.&lt;/i&gt; Jimmy was so shocked that he was stuttering while chiding us, saying that the three of us were hysterics, lol. Breath-taking moment while waiting for Uncle Zhui to show his cards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;AND, WE ACTUALLY WON!&lt;/b&gt; xD Omg, damn excited can! We were &lt;font color="#FF1493"&gt;"YES!"&lt;/font&gt;-ing and jumping and whooping and hugging and highfiving madly, wahahaha! &gt;:D I can't describe that feeling, it's a sense of &lt;u&gt;achievement + relief + "shiok"-ness&lt;/u&gt;. It's just a &lt;b&gt;"WHOA, OMG HENG AH!"&lt;/b&gt; kinda thing. If Zai &amp;Di didn't persuade me to put down the $50, I probably wouldn't have the guts to continue gambling. &lt;i&gt;Lucky I did :p&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bottom line is, I love my uncles. Lol.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14792030-9147062252004748271?l=manipulation-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manipulation-.blogspot.com/feeds/9147062252004748271/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14792030&amp;postID=9147062252004748271' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14792030/posts/default/9147062252004748271'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14792030/posts/default/9147062252004748271'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manipulation-.blogspot.com/2007/02/its-everyones-birthday_9955.html' title='It&apos;s Everyone&apos;s Birthday'/><author><name>ShuMei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06138187027194847547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETGpGRSN7bY/SX_nyqMBQOI/AAAAAAAAAEs/EZGtJ99eRnM/S220/icon_shumei.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14792030.post-1193947050261410952</id><published>2007-02-22T00:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-22T00:52:59.044+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY CHINESE NEW YEAR &lt;3</title><content type='html'>I finally got a chance to blog! After what seemed like a flash of busy visiting-packed days. Compiled updates from CNY, with pictures, quotes and all :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;( 160207 )&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;CNY Celebrations in school. Managed to skip &lt;i&gt;hui chun&lt;/i&gt; in the morning for no reason and crashed CNY celebrations duties at the hall, muahahahaa. Went back to YZ after dance rehearsal, and the first thing that Bryan said to me was, &lt;font color="FFFFFF"&gt;"Omg, you're so white."&lt;/font&gt; Gabriel said, &lt;font color="#FFFFFF"&gt;"You're wearing a short skirt and sleeveless top, so you can only blame yourself for not getting tanned."&lt;/font&gt; Then horrible Jaren was like, &lt;font color="#FFFFFF"&gt;"Eh we couldn't see you when you were standing in the sun, it's just a patch of white."&lt;/font&gt; Thanks guys :P We hung around for a bit and left.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;( 170207 )&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHINESE NEW YEAR EVE! &lt;img src="http://www.xanga.com/images/pleased.gif"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spent the morning and afternoon at Ahma's house playing Puzzlebubble on PS2 'cos my horrible &lt;i&gt;ka-chng&lt;/i&gt;s were hogging the comp, the other tv &lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;&amp;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt; the laptop. Had steamboat for reunion lunch. :) Headed to (paternal) 2nd uncle's house for reunion dinner. The only thing I like about it was the abalone-sharkfin's-soup and the garoupa. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/CNY0701.jpg" border="1"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went back to Ahma's house &amp;we played Blackjack&lt;font color="#FF1493"&gt;&lt;3&lt;/font&gt;. Headed to KBT at midnight, and Zai couldn't recognise me 'cos I wasn't wearing my specs, he's hopeless. Drank 8th Grandaunty's &lt;i&gt;ching teng&lt;/i&gt;, yummy! :) Skipped the bombbags and poppers, so basically we just talked. Oh, WeiHua brought his gf to KBT. &lt;i&gt;Very interesting.&lt;/i&gt; ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;( 180207 )&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHU YI! &lt;img src="http://www.xanga.com/images/laughing.gif"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Bai nian&lt;/i&gt; at paternal grandma's house in the morning and Ahma's house after that. Saw 5th granduncle and grandaunty in a cab while crossing the road, so coincidental. :) Blackjack-ed till around 7pm, then the cousins drove everyone to Cheng Huang temple for prayers. Headed back to Ahma's house and we had something different for dinner!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/CNY0702.jpg" border="1"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And just like any other year, &lt;b&gt;HUAT AH!&lt;/b&gt; the corridor suddenly filled with laughters, footsteps and people talking loudly. The Yishun people came over to &lt;i&gt;bai nian&lt;/i&gt;; much love&lt;font color="#FF1493"&gt;♥&lt;/font&gt; The house was overly packed, and superduper noisy. But I like ;) Damn hilarious, 'cos I kept going,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#FF1493"&gt;"_____, Happy New Year! Giong hee huat zai (&lt;i&gt;Gong xi fa cai&lt;/i&gt; in Hokkien.)" *shakes hand*&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and all the replies were identical,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#996633"&gt;*shakes hand* "EH AHMEI! HAPPY NEW YEAR, HAPPY NEW YEAR! Hahaha!"&lt;/font&gt; Lol.&lt;br /&gt;After that I followed the Yishun people to the 9th's place 'cos I wanted to gamble, hehe :D Played Fourpins, Taidi &amp;Blackjack and won $14, my lucky day &gt;:D I saw Di's six packs :O Back to Ahma's house and watched the adults play mahjong. Aunty Irene kept forgetting to &lt;i&gt;pong&lt;/i&gt;, tsk. Ended the game at 5+am in the morning, which was exactly the time I slept.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;( 190207 )&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHU ER! &lt;img src="http://www.xanga.com/images/laughing.gif"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breakfasted with the family (yes I could wake up at 8am even though I slept at close to 6am.), and went to Yishun&lt;font color="#FF1493"&gt;&lt;3&lt;/font&gt; in the afternoon :D 3rd granduncle's house first, and coincidentally met the 2nds there. I never knew I have such handsome elder guy cousins O.o Left for 6th granduncle's (also in Yishun btw) and we met the 2nds &lt;u&gt;yet again&lt;/u&gt;. After that we went to 2nd Grandaunty's place :D Since Tammy Kido and Di weren't there, Blackjack among the kids was cancelled. :( Zai and I became the, literally translated from Hokkien, &lt;i&gt;gamble candle&lt;/i&gt; (hey it rhymes!), meaning that you watch while people gamble. 8th granduncle kept winning and "hu"-ed each game within a few minutes, record speed. :O Since Zai and I are like, &lt;u&gt;the bestest kids in the entire family&lt;/u&gt;, *coughs* we kept the mahjong set after the adults ended the game. :) Then everyone sat in the livingroom and talked. Being my lovely hilarious and humourous maternal family, they kept me greatly amused. ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/CNY0703.jpg" border="1"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Don't my granduncles look young :)&lt;/i&gt; Headed to (paternal) 1st uncle's house after we left dear ol' Yishun. The adults played Blackjack while I watched TV, then we had dinner and I left with mommy and ShuHui for Ahma's place while papa stayed to play mahjong with his brothers. Played mahjong, and no of course I didn't win. We have a family full of &lt;i&gt;du shen&lt;/i&gt;s, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/CNY0704.jpg" border="1"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;( 200207 )&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CHU SAN! &lt;img src="http://www.xanga.com/images/laughing.gif"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;Had breakfast at Macs, and more Blackjack at Ahma's house. We never get tired of it, somehow. The cousins drove us to Loyang Tua Pek Gong temple, this super famous (and rich) temple at &lt;i&gt;duh&lt;/i&gt;, Loyang. Back to Ahma's house for dinner (steamboat again) and more Blackjack!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/CNY0705.jpg" border="1"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is very irritating, I don't get my money -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;( 210207 )&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First day of school after the CNY hols, ew. :\ Still having withdrawal symptoms, &lt;u&gt;a lot of it in fact&lt;/u&gt;. Having a big and close family is fun, 'cos visiting doesn't stop even though the CNY hols have ended ;) The 2nds came to Ahma's house in the evening and we headed to the 9th's place after that. I haven't been to 9th granduncle's house since, &lt;i&gt;P3?&lt;/i&gt; But we meet at KBT so I feel pretty much at home at their house, bwahaha! I was the first to get out of the lift, and to my utmost surprise I saw Jimmy at the corridor xD So I was like, &lt;font color="#FF1493"&gt;"Eh? Jimmy ah! Happy new year!" *shakes hand*&lt;/font&gt; &amp;He patted my head, aww. :) Went into the house, and I saw Uncle KZ &amp;Adrian, more surprise. Then I was told that Adrian's currently Debbie's bf. O.o Almost fell out of my seat. Thomas turned up with his wife and kids after a while  and we played with &lt;b&gt;Dollar&lt;/b&gt;, Debbie's hamster. &lt;i&gt;And I kept asking her where's Coin, haha.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End of CNY in less than two weeks, boo. I shall look forward to March hols.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/CNY0706.jpg" border="1"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I realised many great things which I've never known. I learn many great things every CNY actually lol, 'cos the adults are always telling us the history and stories of relatives, which is overly interesting. Love to listen to family stories :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;I LOVE THE FAMILY.&lt;/b&gt;♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14792030-1193947050261410952?l=manipulation-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manipulation-.blogspot.com/feeds/1193947050261410952/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14792030&amp;postID=1193947050261410952' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14792030/posts/default/1193947050261410952'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14792030/posts/default/1193947050261410952'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manipulation-.blogspot.com/2007/02/happy-chinese-new-year-3_22.html' title='HAPPY CHINESE NEW YEAR &lt;3'/><author><name>ShuMei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06138187027194847547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETGpGRSN7bY/SX_nyqMBQOI/AAAAAAAAAEs/EZGtJ99eRnM/S220/icon_shumei.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14792030.post-4089393683454275692</id><published>2007-02-12T16:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-12T17:40:05.699+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OMG CNY</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;[EDIT]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#FF1493"&gt;HAPPY VALENTINES, PEOPLE (:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have Math test (wahlao, sian.) and Invest rehearsal tomorrow. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caleb asked if I actually felt anything towards _'s new "budding relationship". &lt;i&gt;I never thought Caleb would ask this kind of question, surprise surprise!&lt;/i&gt; Truth is, &lt;b&gt;nah I don't&lt;/b&gt;. I thought I should feel something too - jealousy maybe or something along that line, but I realised that I couldn't care less. Except that that girl can't take a steady photo for nuts. So I was seriously amused :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;[/EDIT]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;DO YOU REALISE!&lt;/b&gt; Chinese New Year is in like, *counts* &lt;b&gt;5DAYS!&lt;/b&gt; I'm superduper excited xD Finally. No school, no unfinished homework, no mad rush, no dumb teachers, no worries. Best of all, I can have fun to my heart's content. ♥&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came up with plans of what to do during the CNY period. &lt;i&gt;This is exactly what happens when the teacher talks about something which has been repeated umpteen times.&lt;/i&gt; &amp;Everyday is &lt;s&gt;filled&lt;/s&gt; totally packed with nice activities, and none of which actually includes "do homework". :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been humming CNY songs unknowingly every so often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I slept for 10hours on Sunday! Woots. Finally a day whereby I sleep more than 5hours, much treasured. I wanted to sleep for 12hours and wake up at 12pm, but I woke up at 10am instead. 'Cos my dad was doing springcleaning in the livingroom and I think he was singing CNY songs at the top of his lungs or something. Anyhoo, his singing did wake me up. So much for having a room that doesn't allow sunlight to go in. People get woken up because the sun shines on their faces/butts. I got woken up by my father's singing, tsk. -.- Speaking of springcleaning, I shall leave my room the way it is, since it looks nice and tidy on the outside. And I'm too lazy to be bothered with it anyway ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some speaker from I-can't-remember-where came for SIL today. Since the speaker was pretty much uninteresting, I ended up playing Solitaire on the control room comp, hehe. Won 2 out of 3 games, I lost the first game 'cos I listened to Mr.Zuffri, wahlao. Mr.K trudged into the control for a chitchat + complaining session.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#996633"&gt;"That guy huh, talks with his stomach man. And he uses the hand with the mike to make gestures, bloody hell."&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#FF1493"&gt;"He looks kinda like Mr.S, y'know."&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#996633"&gt;"He looks like Mr.S? Are you kidding me?!!"&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#FF1493"&gt;"Really! Kind of."&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#996633"&gt;"Puh-lease. Mr.S looks much better. He looks like a faggot."&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#FF1493"&gt;*laughs*&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#996633"&gt;"Eh, what you doing huh?" *points to comp*&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#FF1493"&gt;"Hmm? Oh, I'm uh. Bored."&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#996633"&gt;*smiles fakely* "Ohhh, you're bored! Want me to go get some Chem worksheets for you to do?"&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#FF1493"&gt;"Hey, I don't mind. I really don't mind!"&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#996633"&gt;*gives a you're-gonna-get-whacked gesture*&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#FF1493"&gt;*ducks down and tries to dodge*&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then he laughed and walked out of the control room O.o I really want the Chem worksheets, since my Chem teacher only knows how to read from powerpoint slides :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dug out my HZGG books (I have the complete collection, bwahahaha!), and finished reading parts1 &amp;2, that's 8books, within a week. I can't be bothered to start on part3, 'cos I hate Zhihua and the Burmese princess to the ultimate core. :\ And I kept crying and laughing, crying and laughing, &lt;i&gt;and&lt;/i&gt; crying and laughing. I supposed that's what good books do to you. Should really start on my XiYouJi soon, but it's all in the old Chinese text, and it's 100 chapters long. Why did I buy it :|&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;YZ CNY Concert&lt;/b&gt; ends at 1pm for the morning session and 2.15pm for the afternoon session (but afternoon sessions have class after that). I think we should go back between 1pm and 2.15pm, 16Feb'07. I suppose we're free to enter without the security guards asking us to surrender our EZlink cards. They won't have so many "Visitor (Ex-student)" passes to give around ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love it when Tavia and Ron comes together :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/rontav04.jpg" border="1"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14792030-4089393683454275692?l=manipulation-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manipulation-.blogspot.com/feeds/4089393683454275692/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14792030&amp;postID=4089393683454275692' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14792030/posts/default/4089393683454275692'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14792030/posts/default/4089393683454275692'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manipulation-.blogspot.com/2007/02/omg-cny.html' title='OMG CNY'/><author><name>ShuMei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06138187027194847547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETGpGRSN7bY/SX_nyqMBQOI/AAAAAAAAAEs/EZGtJ99eRnM/S220/icon_shumei.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14792030.post-2857539129943149086</id><published>2007-02-10T18:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-10T18:58:17.904+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chinatown-ing</title><content type='html'>Went back to school in the morning and headed to Chinatown with the AV Club for a photo fieldtrip. Much loved. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And enough of dumb teachers. I shall talk about my favouritest teacher in NY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#996633"&gt;"If, by any chance, that you're in Chinatown and some dirty and disgusting old man come up to you and ask you for a date, call me. And tell him, 'wo zai da gei wo ba ba' (I'm calling my dad)."&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#FF1493"&gt;*AV Club laughs*&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#996633"&gt;(In Hokkien) "Why? Very disgraceful for me to be your dad ah?"&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="red"&gt;Go Mr.K!&lt;3&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grouped with YiHui, Cheryl, WanTing and Sylvia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/P1080587_edit.jpg" border="1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were all using our cameras! :)&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a while, some random uncle from a shop approached us and asked which school we're from and etc. After that,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="green"&gt;Cheryl: "Should we call Mr.Kuo?" (jokingly)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#FF1493"&gt;SM: "For what?" :S&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="green"&gt;Cheryl: "Got some random man come and talk to us what!"&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#FF1493"&gt;SM: "And you wanna tell that uncle, 'wo lao shi shi wo lao ba' (my teacher is my father) is it!?"&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently the last line was pretty funny. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall post 10 which I took. &amp;Comment k! (Click to enlarge)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/P1080486.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/P1080486_small.jpg" border="1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/P1080494.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/P1080494_small.jpg" border="1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They were old, rugged, and collecting rubbish. :(  &lt;b&gt;X&lt;/b&gt;  Attempted to do the silhouette thing, but the sun was not strong enough to make it look nice.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/P1080497.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/P1080497_small.jpg" border="1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/P1080560.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/P1080560_small.jpg" border="1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CNY goodies! The rope was there because I pulled it down to break the boring pattern. :)  &lt;b&gt;X&lt;/b&gt;  Love the colours.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/P1080556.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/P1080556_small.jpg" border="1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/P1080595.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/P1080595_small.jpg" border="1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Old man; left hand carrying bags of rubbish, right hand carrying bags of bakwa. Cool eh? :p  &lt;b&gt;X&lt;/b&gt;  Go figure out the similarities.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/P1080602.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/P1080602_small.jpg" border="1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/P1080605.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/P1080605_small.jpg" border="1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Attractive colours!  &lt;b&gt;X&lt;/b&gt;  Took in black&amp;white to complement the huge scratches on the design, so that it looks old and worn.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;a href="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/P1080607.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/P1080607_small.jpg" border="1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/P1080608.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/P1080608_small.jpg" border="1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, it's simply adorable! :)  &lt;b&gt;X&lt;/b&gt;  Head of some buddha statue.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fieldtrip ended, and Yanxin and I headed to Macs at Chinatown Point for lunch. After that was flagday at Chinatown, aha. I know who to target when doing flagday! :D When you go Orchard, target students and Caucasians, or taitais. When you go Chinatown, target old uncles and old aunties (during CNY period, must say "Gong Xi Fa Cai, Xin Nian Kuai Le!" Older people love to hear nice words.), or bengs. My can was half-full within an hour. &lt;i&gt;Am I good or am I good?&lt;/i&gt; :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14792030-2857539129943149086?l=manipulation-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manipulation-.blogspot.com/feeds/2857539129943149086/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14792030&amp;postID=2857539129943149086' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14792030/posts/default/2857539129943149086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14792030/posts/default/2857539129943149086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manipulation-.blogspot.com/2007/02/china-town.html' title='Chinatown-ing'/><author><name>ShuMei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06138187027194847547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETGpGRSN7bY/SX_nyqMBQOI/AAAAAAAAAEs/EZGtJ99eRnM/S220/icon_shumei.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14792030.post-5562198130730767800</id><published>2007-02-08T18:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-10T00:08:30.229+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Perverse? I think so.</title><content type='html'>Some &lt;a href="http://www.friendster.com/25383732" target="_blank"&gt;Maverick&lt;/a&gt; guy came and sent me a smile on Friendster, &lt;u&gt;again&lt;/u&gt;. He was named "Sylvester" the last time he sent me a smile over Friendster anyway. I can't help but feel utterly disgusted by the &lt;b&gt;perverse look&lt;/b&gt; on his face in his Friendster photo. &gt;:\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, he added a message too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/MAVERICK.jpg" border="1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;No, cannot add you. Duh.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bio test went fine, I got a 36/50. It wasn't that bad I guess! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Happy Birthday Uncle Gabriel!&lt;/b&gt; I can't help but feel that I'm ageing as well. Ageing rapidly too! 15 is such an un-nice age.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;Nanyang Girls' High School Student Council,&lt;br /&gt;Batch'08 :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/councilbatch08_photoshop.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/councilbatch08_photoshopsmall.jpg" border="1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nanyang Girls' High School Student Council,&lt;br /&gt;Student Welfare Committee :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/SWC_photoshop.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/SWC_photoshopsmall.jpg" border="1"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Click to enlarge.)&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had Geog today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="green"&gt;Mr.Lim CH, "... As y'all know, in Korea, one of the best developed industry is..."&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#FF1493"&gt;SM, "Plastic surgery!"&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="green"&gt;Mr.Lim CH, "...The warcrafts industry."&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohwells, I can't help it but to think that way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Potato is like, &lt;u&gt;grah&lt;/u&gt;. *curses* As many people weren't aware that we were supposed to make yuanbaos during PCCG today (he teaches his physics students during PCCG and neglects the rest of the class, and Idon'tknow what else he does. Can't be bothered with him.), we didn't bring yellow/orange/gold paper to make the yuanbaos. So he insisted that we make &lt;b&gt;WHITE&lt;/b&gt; yuanbaos out of foolscap okay, can you believe it. We were all saying that white yuanbaos are for funerals (they're burned for the deceased in hope that they will be rich in the netherlands), but no he doesn't care. &lt;i&gt;Yuanbao = money. Why do Sec3 students need so much wealth for anyway? Wth.&lt;/i&gt; And being the touchwood-don't-say-unlucky-things me, I wanted to go home and make a decent gold yuanbao and bring it on Monday, instead of making a funeral-like white one. So I was just sitting at my desk, minding my own business and reading a storybook when Potato came over, and said that I was to make a white yuanbao. But &lt;u&gt;no!&lt;/u&gt;, I really didn't want to make the classroom seem so funeral-like! It's friggin' &lt;font color="red"&gt;CNY&lt;/font&gt;, not his funeral! &lt;i&gt;I think I'm soundiong more and more like Mr.K hahaha.&lt;/i&gt; Anyway, he announced to the entire class than I should not be doing nothing, wasting my time and reading my storybook (&lt;i&gt;anyone dare tell me reading = wasting time and doing nothing?&lt;/i&gt;) but make a yuanbao instead. He got me &lt;u&gt;seriously irritated&lt;/u&gt;. I had the urge to stand up and say that white yuanbaos make the classroom seem like a funeral. &lt;i&gt;Many people agreed with me when I asked them whether the white yuanbaos were appropriate.&lt;/i&gt; But no, I thought I shouldn't be so rude and condemn his &lt;u&gt;FABULOUS&lt;/u&gt; idea. Or so he thinks. So I did make a white yuanbao, and wrote, &lt;font color="#FF1493"&gt;"I hope that 2007 will be a great year for the class, and enjoyable for everyone. I also wish that if we were to become a model class, it will be through our very own efforts, and not because the teachers insist that we must do so."&lt;/font&gt; Potato wants us to be the model class, that's why. Now the noticeboard at the back of the class looks &lt;u&gt;anything but CNY-ish&lt;/u&gt;. People should not do things to irritate me, I'm not nice at all, tsk. No wonder Potato can't even speak a single Chinese word well. His Chinese culture is very much equivalent to nothing. I suddenly feel superior :D Can I appeal to change a form teacher?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should reflect on what I handled badly on this issue. Currently, other than writing the not-so-nice stuff on my yuanbao, I don't see how else I can be wrong. :\&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14792030-5562198130730767800?l=manipulation-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manipulation-.blogspot.com/feeds/5562198130730767800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14792030&amp;postID=5562198130730767800' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14792030/posts/default/5562198130730767800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14792030/posts/default/5562198130730767800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manipulation-.blogspot.com/2007/02/perverse-i-think-so.html' title='Perverse? I think so.'/><author><name>ShuMei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06138187027194847547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETGpGRSN7bY/SX_nyqMBQOI/AAAAAAAAAEs/EZGtJ99eRnM/S220/icon_shumei.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14792030.post-4827599697761839973</id><published>2007-01-21T13:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-23T21:43:09.541+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Elaine &amp; Victor's</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;[EDIT]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for Community Chest Appreciation at GV Vivo, and it was nothing much I guess. I met Mrs.Lim though, what a coincidence. :) And because we went for the appreciation thingy, we had free tickets to &lt;b&gt;The Illusionist&lt;/b&gt; at Vivocity GV Max (free seating, &lt;i&gt;woots&lt;/i&gt;) and the coupon for a free drink and popcorn. Comfy seats, humongous screen (probably four times that of the normal GV screen), and more spacious too. Calb's so jealous eh! ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.gv.com.sg/Booking/movies/images/nowshowing_illusionist.jpg" border="1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/P1080482.jpg" border="1"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think it was one of the best movie I've ever watched! So cool okaaaay :D If you think Da Vinci Code (the movie) was interesting, which it really wasn't at all as compared to the book, The Illutionist is &lt;i&gt;sooo&lt;/i&gt; much better! Anagrams are kinda boring now. &amp;Sarah and Vernice are really adorable people. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna watch,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.gv.com.sg/Booking/movies/images/nowshowing_epicmovie.jpg" border="1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.gv.com.sg/Booking/movies/images/nowshowing_ghostrider.jpg" border="1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and &lt;b&gt;The Number 23&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/fall.png" border="1"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I don't wanna fall already hahaha! xD We're so amusing.&lt;br /&gt;&amp;I hope Christopher Lee goes to jail, yay. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;When times get tough, get tougher.&lt;/i&gt; I won't die from exhaustion. I hope. :X&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;[/EDIT]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haven't done a single piece of my homework, so I'm gonna blog quick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was a joyous occassion for the paternal family. :) The &lt;i&gt;jing cha&lt;/i&gt; ceremony in the afternoon. My uncle and auntie were super happy, lol. And Ken gor too. They simply &lt;i&gt;cannot&lt;/i&gt; stop grinning! Mike gor had to work, so he couldn't make it for the ceremony. I think Elaine jie (I found out her name :D) looks pretty in her hot pink gown! Her hairdo was insanely complicated. O.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/20010701.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;My pretty little princess!&lt;3 Okay, she's my niece XingYu (I forgot her christian name, whoops). And "Liu XingYu" simply translates to &lt;u&gt;meteor rain&lt;/u&gt; in Chinese. It's sucha cool name k. Her dad, Mike, came up with it :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/20010702.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;She was kinda moody 'cos she wanted to go to the playground but her mommy refused to let her. Poor thing. Ended up playing with Yuki the scaredy dog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&amp;I didn't know Ken gor was a photographer O.o He's been changing jobs regularly ever since he graduated, but they're all in the &lt;i&gt;artsy district&lt;/i&gt;. He used to do video editing, then editorial designing and Idon'tknow what else. The last time I heard, he told me Photoshop was his bread and butter. And now a fulltime photographer, geez. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Came home after that, and I did some math homework before going out again for the wedding banquet at Hotel Royal. :) Due to his eloquence and never-ending supply of interesting topics, Mike gor was made the English emcee. His co-host was, urgh. Super horrible Chinese. And I thought that there can't be anyone worse than the two at Uncle Leong's wedding banquet. Speaking of emcees, Tammy said she's gonna get a &lt;u&gt;Hokkien&lt;/u&gt; emcee (when I first heard it I was like, "what, omg wth?!" o.o), and another English/Chinese emcee for her wedding banquet, 'cos she finds it more comfortable and home-y. Like :O &lt;s&gt;Weird aunt I have.&lt;/s&gt; Totally one of a kind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dinner was alright, I guess. A nine-course dinner, with yam/"or nee" as dessert. We sat in front, yay. People say, Teochews know how to eat fish the best way. They were right! Our fish (it's as big as my keyboard) had its flesh thoroughly gone and probably digested, leaving it skeleton intact. So pro at cutting fish :D I have eaten better sharksfin though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/20010703.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;And the bride and groom, &lt;b&gt;Elaine and Victor&lt;/b&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/20010704.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Their wedding cake was lined with teddybears with the bride-bear wearing a light pink gown and the groom-bear wearing a black tux, just like Elaine and Victor at the last part of the banquet. So cute :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, I'll get more angbaos during Chinese New Year, wahahaha!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14792030-4827599697761839973?l=manipulation-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manipulation-.blogspot.com/feeds/4827599697761839973/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14792030&amp;postID=4827599697761839973' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14792030/posts/default/4827599697761839973'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14792030/posts/default/4827599697761839973'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manipulation-.blogspot.com/2007/01/elaine-victors.html' title='Elaine &amp; Victor&apos;s'/><author><name>ShuMei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06138187027194847547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETGpGRSN7bY/SX_nyqMBQOI/AAAAAAAAAEs/EZGtJ99eRnM/S220/icon_shumei.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14792030.post-519335982947381245</id><published>2007-01-14T18:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-16T22:51:33.914+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Charlene &amp;Yunqi :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;[EDIT]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I wanna live your life, you wanna live mine. Ohman, let's swap lives!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MSN was actually pretty entertaining just now. :D&lt;br /&gt;This kid from YZ suddenly popped up and asked me random algebra questions- &lt;font color="#FFFFFF"&gt;a=3, 2a-10=?&lt;/font&gt;, &lt;font color="#FFFFFF"&gt;a=3, 8a=24 right?&lt;/font&gt;, etc. And because she was using those dumb alphabetical emoticons, I took a long time comprehending. :\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had a mass comvo over MSN just now with seven other 6G'04 people (damn crowded okay) 'cos Jaren wanted to "ram yz". But nah, we scraped that idea since all of us were only free on weekends. -.- After that was movie marathon, since it fitted Jaren's craving to watch Borat and it was also "nowhere high". &lt;i&gt;Ohman I don't care we shall go Sentosa sometime in June k. :)&lt;/i&gt; People left subsequently; Bryan, Gabriel and I eventually decided on a badminton, volleyball&amp;soccer gathering. Great :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#97238A"&gt;( SHUMEI ) This feeling inside me is almost more than i can take. says:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;do you realise your birthdays are in less than a month&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#97238A"&gt;[ GABRIEL] Take up a new habit: maybe drinking says:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#97238A"&gt;( SHUMEI ) This feeling inside me is almost more than i can take. says:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mine's more than a month away x)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#97238A"&gt;[ GABRIEL] Take up a new habit: maybe drinking says:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;close to a month&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#97238A"&gt;( SHUMEI ) This feeling inside me is almost more than i can take. says:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok yeah. and 15 is really old :\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#97238A"&gt;[ GABRIEL] Take up a new habit: maybe drinking says:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16 is happy hour&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#97238A"&gt;( SHUMEI ) This feeling inside me is almost more than i can take. says:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cant wait for 16&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#97238A"&gt;bryan says:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cant wait to die =/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#97238A"&gt;[ GABRIEL] Take up a new habit: maybe drinking says:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ur purse is pink lol&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#97238A"&gt;( SHUMEI ) This feeling inside me is almost more than i can take. says:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;your handgrip is pink hha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#97238A"&gt;bryan says:&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my underwear is pink&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lol, that's three February people talking. :) Note Bryan's lame-ness. Our birthdays are coming soon, so old. :( We should seriously skip being 15 and be 16 for two years because being 16 is more fun. Do I make sense? Yes, I do. If we're 16, we can watch NC16 shows, yay. &lt;i&gt;Not like we aren't watching them now, but at least we can shove our I/Cs into the ticketing person's face if we're doubted.&lt;/i&gt; And I can forsee my friends going clubbing before 18. There are clubs which lower the age limit to 16&amp;above on certain nights y'know. I know, 'cos I just googled "teen clubbing" out of curiosity. Pink purse! :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;[/EDIT]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;(Friday)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;Got the club tee, finally. :) Mr.K doesn't have one, so he was complaining,&lt;font color="#996633"&gt;"How come I don't have the club tshirt? I'm the teacher-in charge, how can I not have the club tshirt?!"&lt;/font&gt; He didn't order, that's why. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;(Saturday)&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/130107sentosa.jpg" border="1"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went Sentosa with Charlene, Yunqi and Jane to celebrate Charlene's (&amp;Yunqi's) birthday. I shall smack Carina, JiaYin, JieYing, Zina and YuanJun on their behalf. Those horrible girlsss. &gt;:\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/130107glasscabin.jpg" border="1"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/130107cablecar.jpg" border="1"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took the Glass Cabin Cablecar to Sentosa, and I freaked out. &gt;&lt; No, I didn't look like that *points to last picture* when I was freaked. It was a posed shot, haha. :D I was just sitting really stiffly on the seat and clutching onto the nearest stable object. Like the seat itself. :X &lt;u&gt;I think I'm heightophobic too, geez.&lt;/u&gt; My being freaked brought peals of laughter from my &lt;i&gt;fabulousss&lt;/i&gt; *gags* friends. But I was fine after that; Was even swinging my feet and stretching my arms in the cablecar. Kinda overcame the fear. *triumphant*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We tried taking group shots in the cablecar, but always had faces cut off. So I decided to try and take "the perfect shot", with every one's faces inside. The first time I tried, I did it! But,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/130107blackperfect.jpg" border="1"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I forgot we were not in the open yet, so it was black. -.- On a happier note, my hands seem to be quite stable! Low shutter speed, and it wasn't very blur. :D Some people can't even take a decent shot in bright daylight, wahahahaaa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/130107luge.jpg" border="1"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Took the skyride + luge, thrice. I love the skyrides, even though it was more dangerous than the cablecar. Took the first skyride with Jane, and she's mad. She screamed even though she wasn't scared, and wished that her shoes would fall off and hopefully hit the luge riders beneath us, lol. Second skyride with Yunqi; We could see the Carlsberg Tower from where we were, so we figured those people on the tower could see us too. And since many of them were carrying cameras, &lt;u&gt;we posed&lt;/u&gt;. &lt;i&gt;Shen jing bing.&lt;/i&gt; -.- The four of us sat together for the third skyride, and we shouted &lt;b&gt;"HELLO!"&lt;/b&gt; to this group of Caucasians behind us. They were nice enough and waved back. I think we were quite highhh while on the skyride. (Pun unintended, hehe.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/130107siloso.jpg" border="1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went over to Siloso beach and we camwhored a little. :P&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/130107jumpshot.jpg" border="1"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/130107beachphotos.jpg" border="1"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okaaaay, we camwhored more than a little. Climbed onto the artificial rocks, climbed trees (Yunqi the goat thinks that she's a monkey), jumped on the sand, jumped in&lt;s&gt;to&lt;/s&gt; the sea, etc. That really blur picture was taken when the camera was in mid-air as it fell off the chair, lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/130107koreanwordssand.jpg" border="1"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yunqi wrote Korean words on the sand. It read,&lt;font color="#FFFFFF"&gt;"I LOVE YOU JOOJIHOON"&lt;/font&gt;. Just in case there are people who have no idea who JooJiHoon is, &lt;a href="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/joojihoon.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;click!&lt;/a&gt; It's Shin from Goong. &lt;i&gt;Ouch, my knee is hurting all of a sudden, whonder why. Hmmm.&lt;/i&gt; :P And something else on the sand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/130107ninegirls.jpg" border="1"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We also made a.. Um, sand cone. (It looked nothing like a pyramid, seriously.) I named it &lt;b&gt;Charqi&lt;/b&gt;, 'cos we were celebrating Charlene and Yunqi's birthdays, thus the birthday girls got the great honour of having a sand cone named after them. :O We poked our arms through &lt;b&gt;Charqi&lt;/b&gt; twice, and it crumpled. Lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/130107charqi.jpg" border="1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Decided that we were hungry, and took the bus to Vivocity for food. :)&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/130107subway.jpg" border="1"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I swear Yunqi and Jane are the funniest eaters on Earth. One orders things that she doesn't want to eat, the other one always ends up having a burger with all the fillings coming out at one end of the burger, LOL.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Scrape National Library. Taking cablecar is a much better idea haha &gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;But now I know how it's like to feel as though you're gonna drop and die.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/happybdayyunqi07small.jpg" border="1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy 15th Birthday Yunqi! ♥ Gosh, we're all getting so olddd.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot, wait to get rid of all the rubbish that are crashing down on me. &lt;img src="http://www.xanga.com/images/bummed.gif" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;&lt;font color="#996633"&gt;And when I close my eyes, all I can think about is you.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14792030-519335982947381245?l=manipulation-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manipulation-.blogspot.com/feeds/519335982947381245/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14792030&amp;postID=519335982947381245' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14792030/posts/default/519335982947381245'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14792030/posts/default/519335982947381245'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manipulation-.blogspot.com/2007/01/happy-birthday-charlene.html' title='Happy Birthday Charlene &amp;Yunqi :)'/><author><name>ShuMei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06138187027194847547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETGpGRSN7bY/SX_nyqMBQOI/AAAAAAAAAEs/EZGtJ99eRnM/S220/icon_shumei.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14792030.post-4676131399424809204</id><published>2007-01-11T19:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-12T19:26:37.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Birthday presents &amp; going back to YZ</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;[EDIT]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/happybdaycharlene07small.jpg" border="1"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy 15th Birthday Charlene! ♥ (Eeyer, so old! Tsk.)&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohyeah. Happy belated 15th to JunDe, happy belated 25th to Debbie &amp;Kido! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and I love it &lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;soooo much&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt; when I can do those tougher math questions. &lt;img src="http://www.xanga.com/images/laughing.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NCK is so boring, I couldn't focus during Chem &amp;ended up doing other stuffs.&lt;br /&gt;And the homework's piling up up up. :( I shall not come online for a few days!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;[/EDIT]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;( Sunday )&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;Was studying (so guai :D) when the gold-badge-HCI-councillor Calbee Lim called and asked me to get my butt out of the house and go buy a present for Charlene. And so I did. :) So Caleb, Yunqi and I went shopping at Vivo. Calbee Lim said I was smart. Quoting from &lt;a href="http://www.im.great.la/wp/" target="_blank"&gt;his blog&lt;/a&gt; (I'm great la, wah&lt;i&gt;piang&lt;/i&gt;!),&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="green"&gt;"i was really amused when shumei hurt herself twice in succession on the MRT. She was going to sit down on a chair when she banged her elbow(?) against the wall. then after that, i was telling her to do pole dance with the poles on the MRT. ok when she did that, she was moving backwards to her seat and guess what she did? she banged her head, i think. yup so really smart of shumei hehe =D"&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I'm so smart. Anyway, we bought Charlene &lt;b&gt;The OC OST (Mix 2)&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/ocostmix2.jpg" border="1"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yunqi was totally hilarious okay, lol. So apparently, Charlene has all the songs in that album in her comp already (she thinks), and we were really quite disappointed. :\ So Yunqi came up with a &lt;u&gt;fabulouso&lt;/u&gt; suggestion, hahaha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="red"&gt;"Ask her (Charlene) to delete all the songs from this CD from her computer la! Then we can give her the CD as a present already right!" *grins*&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caleb and I bought Yunqi a birthday present too! :) &lt;b&gt;Size 14 Is Not Fat Either&lt;/b&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/size14isnotfateither.jpg" border="1"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then like, we saw gay Indian men on the MRT lol. Or so Caleb claims.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;b&gt;( Monday )&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/center&gt;Breakfast Bash for the Sec1s was interesting. Makan Cheer and the classes kept bombing one another. :) FBI made cookies! Omg so unfair, we had to bring our own food when I was a Sec1. FBI's too nice! Cheering session with the Sec1s was, &lt;i&gt;&lt;u&gt;whoa&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/i&gt;. My voice almost died, haha. Cheering's fun! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went back to YZ after school. And I met Xingfa. He remembers that he still owes me 40¢, but he's not gonna return. O.o But aiya, only 40¢, not as if it's $40. And Gabriel walked right past me like, twice, thinking that I was a Sec1 and ignored my presence. &lt;u&gt;I'm not that short!&lt;/u&gt; &gt;:( I refuse to think so anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to see Ms.Foong with Charlene, JieYing and Gabriel. :) Met Mrs.Leow too, yep. We didn't manage to see Mdm.Loh though. And the love to dissect animals &lt;b&gt;=/=&lt;/b&gt; sadistic ok. I'm just more curious about anatomy, lalala.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gabriel and JieYing went off, &amp;Yunqi and JiaYin came. Did some homework at the canteen, and awaited for Caleb &lt;i&gt;his highness'&lt;/i&gt; grand arrival. Went to see Ms.Foong again, and I think she found Caleb utmost amusing. Ms.Foong said Bryan's handsome. *gags* I can't deny it, but coming from Ms.Foong, it sounded weird. And she said it was the &lt;u&gt;first thing&lt;/u&gt; that struck her when she saw Bryan ok, geez. Ego booster for that noisy vain pok!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#996633"&gt;"Handbag. Big purse. Dono wat to call it."&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#FF1493"&gt;"Omg i shall faint lol"&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever happened to the water dispenser :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;I guess what I like best about you is how&lt;br /&gt;you can make me laugh even when nothing's funny.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14792030-4676131399424809204?l=manipulation-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manipulation-.blogspot.com/feeds/4676131399424809204/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14792030&amp;postID=4676131399424809204' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14792030/posts/default/4676131399424809204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14792030/posts/default/4676131399424809204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manipulation-.blogspot.com/2007/01/birthday-presents-going-back-to-yz_11.html' title='Birthday presents &amp; going back to YZ'/><author><name>ShuMei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06138187027194847547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETGpGRSN7bY/SX_nyqMBQOI/AAAAAAAAAEs/EZGtJ99eRnM/S220/icon_shumei.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14792030.post-4612016504651480666</id><published>2007-01-01T20:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-01T23:27:52.605+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy New Year!</title><content type='html'>Sleepover was, interesting. :) So basically, it was a New Year's Day countdown gathering. The rest couldn't make it, so only Jane and I headed to Charlene's place to celebrate. (JiaYin came later.) Prank-called people at 12+am, hehe. But it must be one of the nicest prank calls anyone has ever received, 'cos it was &lt;u&gt;funny&lt;/u&gt; (I insist!) and we wished everyone a happy new year. I did most of the talking. One great way to keep yourself from laughing during a prank call is to &lt;u&gt;laugh before calling&lt;/u&gt;. So I laughed and laughed until I couldn't find anything funny to laugh at before calling the first victim, Calbee Lim. :D We only called people whom we're sure were awake though, so yep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#FF1493"&gt;SM: "Hello, this is Pizza Hut delivery. Why did you order McWings?"&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caleb saw through it immediately, how unfun. Anw, get well soon! :)&lt;br /&gt;Cecilia: "Ah? You go and die la! *laughs*"&lt;br /&gt;Yunqi: "Ha. Ha. Ha."&lt;br /&gt;JieYing: "Harh?! I ordered McWings?!"&lt;br /&gt;JiaYin: "Like I'll believe you like that. *laughs*"&lt;br /&gt;Carina: "Huh, McWings? Nono, I ordered McChicken and Fillet-o-Fish. (blahblahblah, &lt;font color="#FF1493"&gt;"I know I'm cute haha!"&lt;/font&gt;) You BHB ah! *laughs*"&lt;br /&gt;Jaren: "Who're you again? (&lt;font color="#FF1493"&gt;"Charlene."&lt;/font&gt;) Harh?! You, Charlene? &lt;u&gt;My ass!&lt;/u&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;New Year's Day, one asked me to go and die, another said I'm BHB (translated: thickskinned, shameless). And Caleb called me a &lt;u&gt;biatch&lt;/u&gt; online, that mad biastard. Some kinda friends huh! I'm so hurt okay. *bawls and attempts to kill self by slashing throat with tofu*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We wanted to do even more calling. &gt;:D&lt;br /&gt;To &lt;b&gt;JiaYin&lt;/b&gt;- &lt;span style= background:"#FFFFFF"&gt;"Congratulations, you've been selected as one of our testers for a height booster!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To &lt;b&gt;Gabriel&lt;/b&gt;- &lt;span style= background:"#FFFFFF"&gt;"We're pleased to inform you that you've been chosen as one of our testers for our skin whitening products."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And to &lt;b&gt;Cecilia&lt;/b&gt;- &lt;span style= background:"#FFFFFF"&gt;"Congratulations, you've been selected as one of the top 100 for the shortest 15-year-olds!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it was too evil, so nah. I'm supposed to be nice this year. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JieYing called a while later, and I totally admire her Indian accent. xD She pretended to be some rude and slightly mad Indian lady, calling to tell us that our non-existent pizza delivery was to be delayed 'cos there were not enough motorbikes to go around. LOL :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Played PS games after that, and JY came around 2am. O.o Talked, played cards, etc. and we didn't sleep until 5+am. Woke up at 9+am, played some PS games, then cards, and more PS games. It's been pretty fun, enjoying ourselves before the holidays end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Happy New Year, everyone!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14792030-4612016504651480666?l=manipulation-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manipulation-.blogspot.com/feeds/4612016504651480666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14792030&amp;postID=4612016504651480666' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14792030/posts/default/4612016504651480666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14792030/posts/default/4612016504651480666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manipulation-.blogspot.com/2007/01/i-am-loved.html' title='Happy New Year!'/><author><name>ShuMei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06138187027194847547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETGpGRSN7bY/SX_nyqMBQOI/AAAAAAAAAEs/EZGtJ99eRnM/S220/icon_shumei.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14792030.post-106741299323969142</id><published>2006-12-28T20:00:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-30T12:12:55.282+08:00</updated><title type='text'>reminiscence'06</title><content type='html'>3days till the end Year2006. I guess it's time to reminisce all over again. And upload more pictures. :) Photobucket is up again! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/2006family.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahaha okay I've long realised that I'm plain spoilt at home. :D And I've also realised that I don't have a single photo of the paternal side family, but I have about 200 of the maternal side family. O.o How drastic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/2006kbt.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The lovely people, the yummy food, the endless laughter. KBT is ♥!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/2006yzfriends.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Iceskating, East Coast, Escape Theme Park, movie, movie marathons, sleepovers, going back to YZ, birthdays, shopping, etc. I'll probably never have enough of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/2006202friends.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Omg after looking through these photos, I'm starting to miss everyone really badly. :[ The extended maternal family, the KBT people, the besties, and 202. ♥&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14792030-106741299323969142?l=manipulation-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manipulation-.blogspot.com/feeds/106741299323969142/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14792030&amp;postID=106741299323969142' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14792030/posts/default/106741299323969142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14792030/posts/default/106741299323969142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manipulation-.blogspot.com/2006/12/reminiscence06.html' title='reminiscence&apos;06'/><author><name>ShuMei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06138187027194847547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETGpGRSN7bY/SX_nyqMBQOI/AAAAAAAAAEs/EZGtJ99eRnM/S220/icon_shumei.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14792030.post-4853361656483957484</id><published>2006-12-25T11:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-28T18:25:35.941+08:00</updated><title type='text'>merry xmas</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;Merry Xmas Everyone!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's currently 1.24am. I plan to sleep before 3am, so image-heavy and going through everything briefly! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/xmasparty06.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xmas &lt;s&gt;party&lt;/s&gt; gathering with Charlene, Yunqi and Jane on Friday night. Mainly talked, played cards, and got fat. :D Bet with chocs for 21, I got lucky for a while and won quite a bit. Then &lt;b&gt;BOM!&lt;/b&gt;, my luck went all the way &lt;i&gt;beyond&lt;/i&gt; rock-bottom, boo. But all in all, I had quite a bit of fun. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday was havoc. Was supposed to be at KBT at 7.30pm, but apparently the parade people had some major screwups and were &lt;i&gt;waaaaay&lt;/i&gt; ahead of schedule. -.- Turned out that only Tammy, Kido, Debbie, Zai, Di and I made it in time, ohwells. Pigged out on fruits and chips after that. We figured that those parade people must be first-timers, being so disgustingly ahead of time and challenging us like that. 有眼不识泰山 please!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for BBQ at KBT on Sunday. It started raining at 3pm, so naturally everyone got kinda worried. We started the pit at the KBT kitchen at 6+pm 'cos it was still drizzling. My dearest resourceful 8th granduncle managed to find this huge piece of thick plastic from the dark office and they did a tent at the carpark within 5min. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/24120601.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BBQ started at 7pm sharp, and I ate &lt;u&gt;a lot&lt;/u&gt;. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/24120602.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man, I was damn full okay. So I decided be a guaikia and BBQ food for the elders. Debbie decided that a photo should be taken. So there you go, I look retarded. And short. L-R: Di, Zai, Mei, Yi. ♥ Zai was one step lower and bending his knees (&amp;trying to hide from the camera as usual), and Di was three steps lower (&amp;trying to act cool but failed, lol). But we looked like we're of the same height!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/24120603.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At midnight sharp, we ate the logcake! Soonseng peh, being the most senior amongst everybody present, got the honour of cutting the logcake. And we started singing christmas songs. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/24120604.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I decided to take that bigass picture off my blog 'cos it looks sucky. Not the people, but the entire picture in general. Ohwells.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anway, we cleared up and settled down for some chatting. I was one of the first to sit down, so I picked the chair which was closest to the table. Di came over, and he said, &lt;font color="#996633"&gt;"小姐，你坐在这里好像有一点奇怪 hor? (Miss, isn't it a little weird for you to be sitting here?)"&lt;/font&gt; Then I realised I was blocking people from the kettle - our source of water and hydration. He gave me a fake smile and went to sit down at the opposite end of the table. -.- Found a photo of Ahyi's gf in his phone. &gt;:) Everyone thought she was 20+, and asked Ahyi why he fancies older women. He told us she's 18!, and omg I almost fell off my chair. She looks really &lt;s&gt;olddd&lt;/s&gt; mature. :\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Huiyi told us that she just found out that her ex-classmate is a singer. They studied in Australia together, donkey years ago. Interesting. And guess who! 飞轮海; &lt;a href="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/wuzun.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;WuZun&lt;/a&gt;. Not a personal favourite (actually I don't even listen to 飞轮海), but I do recognise them yep. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been a really fun Xmas Eve for me, despite smelling like satay + otah. KBT is ♥. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2.46am, I'm on time! :D I don't know who passed me his/her cough, grah. So now I'm like, &lt;i&gt;sniff sniff cough sniff sniff cough cough&lt;/i&gt;. -.-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nonetheless, Merry Christmas to all! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14792030-4853361656483957484?l=manipulation-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manipulation-.blogspot.com/feeds/4853361656483957484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14792030&amp;postID=4853361656483957484' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14792030/posts/default/4853361656483957484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14792030/posts/default/4853361656483957484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manipulation-.blogspot.com/2006/12/merry-xmas.html' title='merry xmas'/><author><name>ShuMei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06138187027194847547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETGpGRSN7bY/SX_nyqMBQOI/AAAAAAAAAEs/EZGtJ99eRnM/S220/icon_shumei.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14792030.post-3576411277173267695</id><published>2006-12-21T21:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-22T16:48:31.241+08:00</updated><title type='text'>outing with astiana and yunqi</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;[EDIT]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This &lt;a href="http://www.friendster.com/25383732" target="_blank"&gt;Sylvester Chia&lt;/a&gt; sent me a message, asking to be added on Friendster &amp;MSN. No, thanks. I wasn't pissed off by his intro, I just don't think he's actually worth chatting with. Or even worth taking another look. His looks turned me off, &lt;u&gt;greatly&lt;/u&gt;. :\ &lt;i&gt;Yeah yeah, superficiality.&lt;/i&gt; Whatever. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;[/EDIT]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went out with Astiana and Yunqi today. Such long-lost best friends! &lt;b&gt;Night At The Museum&lt;/b&gt; is super cute; I love those tiny people. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/P1080195.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really don't know how much we've missed out in these 6years. ♥&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;there's something about you&lt;br /&gt;that makes my heart beat faster&lt;br /&gt;maybe it's the way you look at me&lt;br /&gt;maybe it's the way your smile makes me smile. &lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14792030-3576411277173267695?l=manipulation-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manipulation-.blogspot.com/feeds/3576411277173267695/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14792030&amp;postID=3576411277173267695' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14792030/posts/default/3576411277173267695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14792030/posts/default/3576411277173267695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manipulation-.blogspot.com/2006/12/outing-with-astiana-and-yunqi.html' title='outing with astiana and yunqi'/><author><name>ShuMei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06138187027194847547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETGpGRSN7bY/SX_nyqMBQOI/AAAAAAAAAEs/EZGtJ99eRnM/S220/icon_shumei.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14792030.post-116629724564250368</id><published>2006-12-17T03:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-19T09:53:58.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dec sleepover and 6g04class gathering</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;[EDIT]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#996633"&gt;"U got sick. How can i not feel guilty."&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aww, so nice right. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Changed layout!&lt;/b&gt; Wanted to do use the Hilary Duff one, but I changed my mind. How fickle-minded eh. :P I need to rest for a couple of days and make sure that I get well soon and back to the old healthy self, then I shall enjoy myself at full-blast after that. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're having Xmas BBQ at KBT, &lt;i&gt;again&lt;/i&gt;. :\ They decided not to go to BottleTrees afterall. *sighs* Not that I mind having a BBQ, it's just that Bottle Trees may be something new for all of us. Still, the BBQ will be something for me to look forward to! :) No presents, no Xmas trees, no Xmas songs playing, and I'm perfectly fine with that. Good food, lovely drinks, fun people, that's all I'll ever need for Xmas eve this year.&lt;3&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;♡ says:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jd looks like he's enjoying something&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;jingwei.  beauseant. says:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and jd looks as if hes on drugs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;jingwei.  beauseant. says:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YEAH&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be missing Council camp. :'( My temperature is &lt;i&gt;still&lt;/i&gt; around 37.5ºC, and my nose is dripping like a tap. Boo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;[/EDIT]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="georgia"&gt;Everytime our eyes meet,&lt;br /&gt;this feeling inside me is&lt;br /&gt;almost more than I can take.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;*Note:&lt;/b&gt; Image Heavy, Long Post.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/15120601.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yunqi and I went to Jane's house on 151206 morning, JieYing came later. Caleb and Carina joined us for the day too. And nailarts-crazy Jane taught me how to do glam nails. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/15120602.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Headed out to Heartland Mall for lunch; Carina, Jane and Yunqi sneaked KFC food into Yoshinoya. :P Charlene joined us there. Went grocery shopping! We went siao over those horny vegetables. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/15120603.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bowling next, and we bought socks for $1 per pair at the pasar malam place. The socks were &lt;i&gt;sooo&lt;/i&gt; thin, we threw them away right after bowling. Zina joined us while we were at the arcade. Time Crisis was, &lt;i&gt;urgh&lt;/i&gt;. I totally pwnzed Caleb at Daytona. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/15120604.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We cooked spaghetti for dinner, and it was quite nice. :D We drank this vinegar mixture during dinner too. Jane says it helps to kill fat cells. :O It didn't taste as nice as I thought it would be, but I drank up anyway. Kill fat cells okay! Lol. xD Cleaned up and we watched &lt;b&gt;Da Vinci Code&lt;/b&gt;. It didn't do the book enough justice. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/15120605.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We made jelly! As generally first-timers, I think we handled it pretty well. At least the jelly tasted sweet and natadecoco-ish. :) It's &lt;i&gt;edible&lt;/i&gt;, but just not the best-tasting jelly in the world. &lt;font color="red"&gt;"...heat to bubbling."&lt;/font&gt; To bubbl&lt;i&gt;ing&lt;/i&gt; eh; what lovely grammar. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/15120606.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bathed, played cards, and prepared to go to sleep. I was sneezing like mad, and it somehow got passed to almost everyone else. :\ Anyway, we decided that we were hungry, and went down for some food. Watched a bit of &lt;b&gt;Miss Congeniality&lt;/b&gt;. But it was so friggin' boring, we switched to &lt;b&gt;Tokyo Drift&lt;/b&gt; mid-way. TD wasn't very entertaining either, and I slept through 25min of the show. Jane sprinkled some water on me to wake me up lol. Went back to the bedroom, and we talked while tired Zina slept. Then we were hungry again, so we came down for "breakfast". It was 6+am then. Read the newspapers and the sky soon brightened up. Switched on the TV and watched an old Mediacorp show, which eventually put me to sleep. Slept from 7.30am to 10am, which really isn't very long. I slept for less than 3hours. :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/15120607.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Breakfast of nice and crispy roti prata at a nearby (though not very near afterall) coffeeshop, and we went back to look at the results of the jelly-making session. Edible. :) Went back to the bedroom and lazed around. Crimped Yunqi's hair, curled Jane's hair (big waves), curled Zina's hair (soft curls), and I curled my own hair too (sm-style curls LOL). Yunqi and Jane were obsessing over Goong &lt;i&gt;again&lt;/i&gt; while Zina and Charlene were playing with phones. Took my temperature 'cos I was feeling sick, and it was 37.2ºC. Slightest of the slight fever. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/16120601.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met Gabriel and Jeramiah at Goodluck Supermart and we bought snacks. It's really fun to pick out things from random places and have guys carry them for you while you continue having fun. But it's not exactly nice huh. Shan't do it anymore, I felt bad. :( And randomly picking out stuff is not a very wise act, 'cos the price wasn't taken into consideration, and I spent all the money I had then on those snacks. Jeramiah even had to top up $1.30. -.- J went to pick up his pancake (it looked like a waffle to me though) and disappeared. Since I needed to buy batts for the empty-batteried camera but was penniless, Gabriel the kind soul offered to pay for it. *grateful*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/16120602.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waited for people for the longest time. Then we took bus103 to Gabriel's house for 6G04 class gathering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/16120603.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XiaoJun and JunSean managed to find their way to &lt;i&gt;the house in the middle of nowhere&lt;/i&gt;, quoting JunDe. Gabriel's parents are so kind and hospitable. And easy-going plus super duper nice. :D Anyway, we then started the BBQ while some guys went to Mimosa Park. The toothpick from the otah sticks poked my little finger, and it started bleeding rather profusely for such a tiny little wound. Gabriel thought I burnt my finger from the BBQ pit, but it was nice that he asked anyway. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/16120604.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BBQ-ing was kind of a disaster. We used to get chaota food. Now we get &lt;u&gt;undercooked&lt;/u&gt; food, lol. Received tons of complaints about bloody chickenwings. And the aluminium foil when we were BBQ-ing the bacon caught fire like, &lt;u&gt;&lt;b&gt;twice&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/u&gt;. And I think JunDe dumped his half-eaten piece of ham to put out one bit of the fire. O.o Another piece of ham ended up &lt;b&gt;smoked&lt;/b&gt; lol, and was eventully thrown away by me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/16120608.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jaren eats chickenwings in the weirdest way. He'd put the entire chickenwing into his mouth and somehow manage to eat all the flesh. Then he'd spit all the bones out. O.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/16120605.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ChunKeet and Fiona took over the pit from then on. The other guys talked about human bio, and found it amusing. The girls went to the other part of the house while I stayed. So I was just innocently standing around, when Bryan-the-boliao decided that it would be nice to throw me into the pool, and held my arms behind my back so that I couldn't run away. Then Gabriel-the-evil tried to take my specs off so that I can be thrown into the pool. &lt;u&gt;For a few times&lt;/u&gt;. But in vain, wahahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#996633"&gt;"You wanted to push somebody else into the pool right, but she's not here now. So you're her substitute."&lt;/font&gt; Like, we both wanted to push the same person into the pool at first!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/16120609.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some of the guys were playing Taidi, and JingWei lost. The result? He was hauled and thrown into the pool. LMAO. Yep, then JunDe and Bryan jumped in. And somehow Samuel and Gabriel got in as well. Hooha over some stuff. :\ Anyway, the girls went to watch TV. Fiona and I decided to watch the guys continue with their Taidi game. But I ended up playing with Gabriel, JunDe and Bryan - who were already wet then. &lt;b&gt;The ultimate goal was to get &lt;u&gt;me&lt;/u&gt; wet.&lt;/b&gt; 6 girls in total, it seemed like I was the only one who didn't mind getting wet. So yeah, I happily jump into the pool by myself 'cos I lost the game. I'd rather jump than be thrown. :D The girls said I was dumb to play, but then again, where's the fun if you aren't willing to do anything? Anyway, I was wearing dark-coloured clothes, so no harm done. And I had fun. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Changed out of my wet clothes, in disappointment of Bryan and Gabriel, who both said I should wear back my wet clothes and continue playing in the pool. Haha no thanks. I think the jump into the pool made my slight fever worse. But it was fun. &amp;That's all that matters. :D &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/16120606.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall end the blogpost with a nice group photo. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/16120607.jpg"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;♥&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14792030-116629724564250368?l=manipulation-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manipulation-.blogspot.com/feeds/116629724564250368/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14792030&amp;postID=116629724564250368' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14792030/posts/default/116629724564250368'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14792030/posts/default/116629724564250368'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manipulation-.blogspot.com/2006/12/dec-sleepover-and-6g04class-gathering.html' title='dec sleepover and 6g04class gathering'/><author><name>ShuMei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06138187027194847547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETGpGRSN7bY/SX_nyqMBQOI/AAAAAAAAAEs/EZGtJ99eRnM/S220/icon_shumei.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14792030.post-116607591853250927</id><published>2006-12-14T13:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-14T18:32:21.893+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TiAmo, Cinderella</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;[EDIT]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://walkingonheels.livejournal.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Min&lt;/a&gt;: &lt;font color="red"&gt;"you this kinda friend, very hard to find."&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA, I'm rare. No, &lt;i&gt;unique&lt;/i&gt; is a better word. So yep, treasure me as your friend. It's &lt;u&gt;very&lt;/u&gt; hard to find people like me out there lol. xD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.totallybest.blogspot.com/" target="_blank"&gt;Caleb&lt;/a&gt;: &lt;font color="green"&gt;"I wanted a blogskin with archives, so yeah. Because archives document my life, and my life is a story alright. So, my blog is, *sings* story of my life..."&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He claims that he's really witty. *finds something to puke into*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://x68.xanga.com/eafa82247153278707318/z53431456.bmp" border="2"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;[/EDIT]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/tiamo131206.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dinner with JieYing at &lt;b&gt;Ti Amo&lt;/b&gt; yesterday. &lt;img src="http://www.xanga.com/images/laughing.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met JiaYin at Harbourfront MRT station, and Gabriel and his cousin Jeramiah (I checked the spelling with Gabriel, shouldn't be wrong) at GV Vivo. And we caught &lt;b&gt;Cinderella&lt;/b&gt;. No, not the Disney cartoon about the girl with an evil stepfamily and lost her glass slipper at a ball but ended up marrying the prince anyway. It's a horror movie about plastic surgery and some ghost with one blue eye and no actual face.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.gv.com.sg/Booking/movies/images/nowshowing_cinderella.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Half the time, I didn't get what's going on. It's until the movie finally ended that I got everything. And it's so draggy in the middle. The ghost is the typical korean/japan kind- just this girl with hair covering her face. -.-" And she only comes out like, thrice. The beginning of the movie was super funny. The ghost was sliding around on her stomach in the plastic surgery operating room, lol. 1/10 of the movie shows the gore where girls got their faces mutilated. One girl got a surgeon knife poked through her cheek from the inside, and she died with her right side of the face full of blood. The other two cut each others' faces during the break in art class. -.- And when the main character came in, she screamed. The two girls turned around with dumb dazed look on their blood-stained faces. I literally LOL-ed while JY went,"ERRRM". The girls look ridiculously dumb, thus the laugh. JiaYin's supposed to be the morbid one. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And there was this part whereby the main character saw this wall of frozen ice in her basement, and there was some hair on it. And she screamed. Then JY and I both went,&lt;font color="#FF1493"&gt;"what?!"&lt;/font&gt; (we were clueless about the cause of the ear-piercing scream, and still are) and high-fived, lol. So basically, this is a pointless horror movie which isn't scary. The guys went out for dinner halfway 'cos they found the movie way too boring. That's what Gabriel said anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walked around Vivo aimlessly for a while. We went into Candy Empire after that. And I gave the cashier a $2-dollar note and $5.20 worth of 20¢ and 10¢-coins, thanks to Gabriel and Jeramiah. &lt;img src="http://www.xanga.com/images/silly.gif"&gt; No elaboration, it was plain embarrassing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got three amusing/lame phone calls after I got home. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="blue"&gt;"Do you know who Steve Irwin is?"&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#FF1493"&gt;"Yeah."&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="blue"&gt;"Do you know who killed him?"&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#FF1493"&gt;"I think it looks like you."&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="blue"&gt;"Handsome, right?"&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HA. HA. HA. -___-&lt;br /&gt;&amp; I know Steve Irwin's killed by a stingray, so yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw, if this place sells Halal food, are poker cards not allowed? &lt;u&gt;Please enlighten me.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm supposed to include this in my blogpost due to specific request- Gabriel says that Jeramiah has something gone wrong in his head, that's why he's so lame. &lt;img src="http://www.xanga.com/images/laughing.gif"&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14792030-116607591853250927?l=manipulation-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manipulation-.blogspot.com/feeds/116607591853250927/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14792030&amp;postID=116607591853250927' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14792030/posts/default/116607591853250927'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14792030/posts/default/116607591853250927'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manipulation-.blogspot.com/2006/12/tiamo-cinderella.html' title='TiAmo, Cinderella'/><author><name>ShuMei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06138187027194847547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETGpGRSN7bY/SX_nyqMBQOI/AAAAAAAAAEs/EZGtJ99eRnM/S220/icon_shumei.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14792030.post-116558828847552158</id><published>2006-12-08T22:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-10T23:12:33.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Shopping for YuanJun's present</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;[EDIT]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHHHHHHHH! &lt;b&gt;KYM NG GOT INTO TOP10!&lt;/b&gt; *goes mad*&lt;br /&gt;She deserves it, she definitely does. As much as Lee Nan Xing definitely deserves the Best Actor award. :D And I saw Bryan Wong mouthing &lt;i&gt;Quan Yi Feng&lt;/i&gt;, lol. I totally watch Star Awards for few of the artistes; Li Nanxing, Kym Ng, Quan Yi Feng, Bryan Wong, Tay Pinghui, Qi Yuwu, Elvin Ng and Julian Hee. :P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://ch8.mediacorptv.com/starawards/2006/img/f04.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://ch8.mediacorptv.com/starawards/2006/img/f10.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://ch8.mediacorptv.com/starawards/2006/img/m17.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://ch8.mediacorptv.com/starawards/2006/img/m18.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://ch8.mediacorptv.com/starawards/2006/img/m15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://ch8.mediacorptv.com/starawards/2006/img/m11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img src="http://ch8.mediacorptv.com/starawards/2006/img/m02.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And all the special guests, of course. They're worth watching so much more. :D Gurmit Singh just said &lt;i&gt;Kanasai&lt;/i&gt;. :O Bravo! Eww, Christopher Lee got into Top10. &gt;&lt; Belinda's dress is love. :) Tony Sun's receding hairline is getting from bad to worse. :&lt;br /&gt;And those songs the Superstar people were singing? All recorded and played over CD player. -.- Man, I saw through it the moment they started singing. It's a totally different thing for Golden Horse Awards though. Maybe it's recorded, maybe it isn't. You really can't tell. The difference between really power singers and amateurs. Yes, I'm biased towards Taiwan and Hongkong artistes. :D I think Jiu Kong/Jacky Wu/Kangkang alone is already &lt;u&gt;way&lt;/u&gt; more interesting than Christopher Lee and Fann Wong added together. Or maybe I just don't like those two. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;[/EDIT]&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vivo with Charlene, Yunqi and Jane today!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/08120601.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Walked around a bit, and we tried on sunglasses. The Face Shop, and Yunqi turned fairer than Jane! The wonders of light shade foundation. The two Shin fans went slightly ga-ga over the Shin shop, which sells some jap food. Went to Daiso next, and we saw *gasps* froggie and piggy cigarette tray! So cute lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/08120602.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Animal Safari; adorable animals! ♥ The rabbits were quite ugly though.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/08120604.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHAHA :D The male dog (the one standing) was rather aroused, I'd say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/08120603.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lunch at Carl's Jr, and Jane had a little mishap over her way-too-big burger. We were there for a super long time, 'cos the burgers were so big, the three of them didn't have an easy time biting through them. My onion rings were fine, but still, they were really big for onion rings. O.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/08120605.jpg" width="340" height="180"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next, we went to pick a present for YuanJun. Decided on personalised teddy bears.&lt;br /&gt;[L-R, U-D] Angelbear, SantaBearClaus, Bear in a bathrobe, Skimpy Babebear with the perverse-looking Fisherbear, pink pirated croc shoes for bears (like all other crocs, it doesn't look very nice), boxers for bears that comes in two colours: grey and white, &lt;b&gt;my favourite- Batbear!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/08120606.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The making of the bear was an awesome and fun experience. ;D&lt;br /&gt;01. Pick a bear of your liking.&lt;br /&gt;02. Stuff the bear with wool from the wooling machine.&lt;br /&gt;03. Take some hearts and make a wish/es (to be put into the bear).&lt;br /&gt;04. Spin 3 rounds.&lt;br /&gt;05. Stuff the hearts into the bear.&lt;br /&gt;06. Sew the bear up.&lt;br /&gt;07. Clean and brush the bear.&lt;br /&gt;08. Pick out clothes and accessories for your bear.&lt;br /&gt;09. Make a birth certificate for your bear.&lt;br /&gt;10. Pay for your bear and it's all ready to go home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/08120607.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that's YuanJun Jr. and her makers, with well-wishes and all. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Played with makeup and stuff at various shops (oooh, I love the mascara I used :D), Jane picked out a present for her mom, talked about the sleepover and class gathering, and headed home. I need to finish using my SilkyGirl mascara before it dries up. Probably at the sleepover! &lt;i&gt;Girly Good Time eh.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14792030-116558828847552158?l=manipulation-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manipulation-.blogspot.com/feeds/116558828847552158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14792030&amp;postID=116558828847552158' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14792030/posts/default/116558828847552158'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14792030/posts/default/116558828847552158'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manipulation-.blogspot.com/2006/12/shopping-for-yuanjuns-present.html' title='Shopping for YuanJun&apos;s present'/><author><name>ShuMei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06138187027194847547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETGpGRSN7bY/SX_nyqMBQOI/AAAAAAAAAEs/EZGtJ99eRnM/S220/icon_shumei.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14792030.post-116482098174150549</id><published>2006-11-30T00:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-30T01:51:22.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'>EscapeThemePark</title><content type='html'>JY stayed over the night before Escape, and we watched 2 movies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/creeproot.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Creep&lt;/b&gt; is such a dumb show. Kate (main character) was so dumb, JY and I shouted,"&lt;b&gt;STUPID GIRL!&lt;/b&gt;" at the same time when we saw her running away from the exhausted-but-not-dead-yet Craig (psychotic and deformed killer) when there was a giant skewer just beside her on the floor. She should have just picked up the giant skewer, stabbed Craig, killed him, and the dumb show should have ended right there. Instead of having more people die in the show just because she was dumb enough not to have killed Craig when she had the perfect chance to. Geez.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Running Out Of Time&lt;/b&gt; was just, fascinating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ended our Monopoly game at 1am, and talked till 4am before going to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Escape Theme Park&lt;3&lt;/b&gt; with JiaYin, Caleb, Gabriel and SungMing.&lt;br /&gt;YuanJun backed out on us. :[&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had breakfast with them at Macs, around 9.30am. Then SungMing started drawing the cartoon versions of us. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/291106cartoon.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't have the latest copy, but in both copies, I was taller than Gabriel. :)&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Called for a cab, 'cos there wasn't any available ones. -.- And the woman who was on the line with me was so disgustingly irritating and astonishingly rude, I totally felt like biting her ear off. *grumbles* Never call 65551111, grah. Anyway, JY managed to persuade the cab driver to fetch the 5 of us, and what shocked me was that the cabbie didn't know where Escape Theme Park is! O.O Told him to go to Downtown East Chalet. SungMing told us about Saw3 on the way to Escape and basically we just talked. Reached Escape Theme Park, and first stop, Flipper! Glad that SungMing eventually got used to Flipper. ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haunted house was.. &lt;i&gt;An interesting experience.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;i&gt;Omg, don't leave me behind~!&lt;/i&gt;" Lmao. xD Um, JY said she was "scared" (man, do you believe her?! -.-) so I was made to go first. *gives JY evil glare* Then somehow SungMing appeared next to me before we really started walking. Being the not-so-courageous me, I eventually clung on to SungMing, both of us still leading. After a while, both of us started freaking out and JY got pushed to the front with us. Since Caleb was clinging onto JY and Gabriel was clinging onto Caleb, all five of us were huddled together while walking. Caleb was hilarious okay! xD So we were walking, and there were lots of sudden loud noises like, &lt;b&gt;PSSSSST!&lt;/b&gt; and Caleb just screamed even though nothing scary appeared. In fact, &lt;u&gt;nothing&lt;/u&gt; appeared, LOL. Then we came to this funny guy (machine actually) who supposedly got electrocuted, and he started jerking back and forth. &lt;i&gt;That&lt;/i&gt;, was probably the time when Caleb screamed the most. -.- Came into this really, really dark room, and Gabriel banged into a wall. &lt;i&gt;SOMEHOW.&lt;/i&gt;  We managed to get out really quickly. Not much in the haunted house. I thought some censor would activate and something would suddenly pop out from the ceiling, like a mutilated head with super long hair or something, but it appeared that I was just thinking too much. :\ I just want to know, &lt;i&gt;why would anyone bother to have "aggressive interactions" with those ghostly beings?&lt;/i&gt; They're machines! O.o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/choochootrain.jpg" border="0"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Choochoo Train! But matured Gabriel decided to give it a pass. -.-&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for the Carnival Games at the central pavillion. &lt;b&gt;Bull's Eye!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#996633"&gt;"I really don't think you can win something. Wasting money.."&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#FF1493"&gt;"Yeah, I don't think I'll win something either, but who cares!"&lt;/font&gt; (eyeing Devil toy :D)&lt;br /&gt;First throw, the token slid off the plates. Second throw, courtesy of Caleb, it missed. Third &amp;last throw, I miraculously managed to get the token to stay on the red area and I won the small prize! :O &lt;b&gt;Which is the cute Devil toy!&lt;/b&gt; :D But yeah, it was just pure luck. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/deviltoy.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Devil toy&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More rides, then we decided to go to Burger King for lunch. Jane and friends, who had also decided to come to Escape Theme Park, arrived. JY and Caleb then quickly went to Jane. Okay, I admit, I felt pretty awkward. So I told SungMing and Gabriel that I'd just hide behind them, lol. And they actually agreed to it! :P So we walked towards the entrance, with SungMing on my right and Gabriel on my left (decided not to hide behind them afterall). And they were &lt;u&gt;so lame&lt;/u&gt; I didn't know how to react then. We were talking, then suddenly I felt a tap on my left shoulder. Instinctively, I turned to my &lt;u&gt;right&lt;/u&gt;, 'cos I thought it'd be SungMing. After that I felt a tap on my right shoulder. And again, instinctively I turned to my &lt;u&gt;left&lt;/u&gt;, 'cos I knew it'd be Gabriel. A few seconds later, I felt taps on &lt;b&gt;both&lt;/b&gt; of my shoulders, so I was like, &lt;font color="#FF1493"&gt;"What the!"&lt;/font&gt;, and stopped in my tracks. The two of them started laughing. -.-" So I just stood there for a few seconds while they continued walking. Still laughing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met Jane and friends, and I guess it wasn't &lt;i&gt;that&lt;/i&gt; bad afterall. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/ww.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/wwcsm.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/wwsmg.jpg" border="2"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The four of us ended up wet with dirty water. And yeah, I stunk for the rest of the day, geez. And I didn't know that Gabriel would bring his bag with him on the ride! I was shocked and worried about my handphone, haha. But his bag was power, 'cos only the outside was (dripping) wet, and the inside was dry. :D Gabriel shouted,&lt;font color="#996633"&gt;"Shiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiit!"&lt;/font&gt; when he came down the 7storeys-high slide, just for the fun of it. xD I still don't get how he was willing to take Wet&amp;Wild but refused to take Pirate Ship. *shakes head* Anyway, we took Pirate Ship next, and Jane and her friends sat opposite us (JY, Caleb, SungMing and I). Jane was super cute okay, she was mouthing to me,&lt;font color="orange"&gt;"Is my hair messy?"&lt;/font&gt; during the ride, lol. &lt;b&gt;Janeyvainy!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Decided to go for Go-Kart, and the queue was &lt;u&gt;super&lt;/u&gt; long!  Ended up talking about girls &amp;etc. with SungMing and Gabriel, and JY and Caleb were playing with each other's handphone games. I concluded that I am not sadist! 'Cos I didn't beat JY's high score for Caleb's sadistic handphone game, lol. Then Jane came over to join us, and started arguing with JY whether Shin or Yul from &lt;i&gt;Goong&lt;/i&gt; is nicer. Heated discussion! Oh, at one point, Gabriel gave me the "&lt;i&gt;I-told-you-so&lt;/i&gt;" look and said,&lt;font color="#996633"&gt;"See, I told you! I told you! I told you!"&lt;/font&gt; really animatedly 'cos he happened to be right about something of a certain girl. Yes, Gabriel does go slightly nuts once in a while, believe it or not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were already on the Go-Kart, and Caleb, and I have already stopped, then that &lt;i&gt;super pro&lt;/i&gt; JY rammed into SungMing, who rammed into me, who in turn rammed into Caleb. &lt;b&gt;Chain reaction.&lt;/b&gt; I got to go one more round for Go-Kart, hehehe. 'Cos I casted a spell on the Escape worker. &gt;:D Kidding. I don't know why I was asked to go another round. Stopped behind Gabriel. Being the kind me, how can I let this fabulous chance go to waste? It's probably once in a lifetime y'know! &gt;:) I was seriously considering whether or not to ram into Gabriel. Then I stepped onto the right paddle, and rammed right into Gabriel from behind. Totally impulsive decision. Miraculously, he didn't say any vulgarities. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left Escape and took a bus to Hougang. Ended up talking a lot about primary school stuff during the ride. &lt;b&gt;Reminiscence.&lt;/b&gt; We ought to have a big gathering sometime soon. Idk what, just &lt;i&gt;something&lt;/i&gt;. I have no idea who will make an effort to turn up though. Horrible SungMing and Gabriel kept telling me that &lt;b&gt;he&lt;/b&gt; doesn't go for gatherings because of me. :( *grumbles* I don't mind seeing &lt;b&gt;him&lt;/b&gt;, but &lt;b&gt;he&lt;/b&gt; minds seeing me. Nothing I can do!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway! Caleb went home shortly after, so the rest of us went to walk around in Hougang Mall. Lots of walking around, then Jane went home. So JY, SungMing, Gabriel and I went for dinner at the foodcourt. SungMing and Gabriel had Korean food (yummy!) and I goped thier Kimchi. :D It's not as spicy &amp;sour as the one from Taka, but it sure doesn't taste bad. :) Took MRT back to Serangoon, and I &lt;u&gt;almost&lt;/u&gt; missed the stop. If not for JY's kick, I'd probably have sat past Serangoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I came back tanned! :D Got a tanline now! Just like JY, SungMing and Gabriel, I came back from Escape with my nose and cheeks red, haha. I was so amused during dinner. Went for &lt;s&gt;dinner&lt;/s&gt; supper at grandma's house, and my supper was a bowl of soup. 'Cos Lawrence thought I wouldn't be back for dinner/supper and decided to finish off everything else. He didn't even check with grandma first! Some kinda cousin. x.x&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p/s. We took more rides than what I've blogged about, but doesn't matter. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photos taken, courtesy of LeongJiaYin.&lt;3 Ok now so I know that I should take my own photos, 'cos JY doesn't take photos of &lt;u&gt;everything&lt;/u&gt;, unlike me. And I kow what I want and what I don't want. But good thing JY managed to capture some shots of Wet&amp;Wild. Otherwise my blogpost's gonna be &lt;u&gt;so&lt;/u&gt; deprived of images. Now &lt;i&gt;that's&lt;/i&gt; gonna be really bitter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;1.43am, TIME TO SLEEP.&lt;/b&gt; I don't think I'll blog till Saturday or something. :\ Nothing much happening these days. I lead a boring ol' life of the comp, books, TV, and sms-es. That's not much of a life. &amp;Before I forget. Bon Voyage, Yunqi!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14792030-116482098174150549?l=manipulation-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manipulation-.blogspot.com/feeds/116482098174150549/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14792030&amp;postID=116482098174150549' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14792030/posts/default/116482098174150549'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14792030/posts/default/116482098174150549'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manipulation-.blogspot.com/2006/11/escapethemepark.html' title='EscapeThemePark'/><author><name>ShuMei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06138187027194847547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETGpGRSN7bY/SX_nyqMBQOI/AAAAAAAAAEs/EZGtJ99eRnM/S220/icon_shumei.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14792030.post-116437994734035185</id><published>2006-11-24T22:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-24T23:49:51.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Meanness Advert</title><content type='html'>I saw this on a friend's blog hahaha! :D Another friend made it. Amusing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://i53.photobucket.com/albums/g43/sotongmei/advertmeanness.jpg"&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well well well. I know I love my ability to retort others though. It's useful, and usually makes people I dislike speechless/reply me with dumb stuff. Thus giving me a natural high. :P Yeah it's for my own fun and liking, whatever. Jane uses her meanness whenever she likes it though! That mean girl! &gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jane &amp;I wanted to open a beauty parlour. She loves nail art to bits, and I um, Idk. I know a lot about makeup 'cos I read on them and watch tv shows which introduce nice makeup products and how to apply makeup and such on asians. But now I guess we gotta open a How-To-Be-Mean school. Even the ad's all ready for us! How can we say no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NYSC Invest'07 is on 23Feb'07, guess that's my bday present from the Council eh! :) Too bad I gotta start reading all the proposals and stuff. 'Cos I'm in Programmes Comm. Okay actually whether I'm in Programmes or not, I &lt;i&gt;still&lt;/i&gt; gotta read them anw. :P But yeah. Love the event, hate the planning. As usual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spring cleaning of council room's cancelled. Always plan something on weekdays if pupils are made to go back to school, due to MOE's five days work week thing. Unless it's approved by the school and/or the MOE, of course. I learnt something even before I'm officially in Council! This proves that there is &lt;u&gt;a lot&lt;/u&gt; to learn. Ahwells.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14792030-116437994734035185?l=manipulation-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://manipulation-.blogspot.com/feeds/116437994734035185/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14792030&amp;postID=116437994734035185' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14792030/posts/default/116437994734035185'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14792030/posts/default/116437994734035185'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://manipulation-.blogspot.com/2006/11/meanness-advert.html' title='Meanness Advert'/><author><name>ShuMei</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06138187027194847547</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='20' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ETGpGRSN7bY/SX_nyqMBQOI/AAAAAAAAAEs/EZGtJ99eRnM/S220/icon_shumei.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14792030.post-116384231828217616</id><published>2006-11-18T17:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-18T17:32:34.340+08:00</updated><title type='text'>JiaYin's Dream</title><content type='html'>JY came over and told me about her, I quote, &lt;b&gt;VERY LAME&lt;/b&gt; dream. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dream consists of JY herself, Charlene, yours truly, Caleb and Gabriel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-JY (the great planner) asked us out to cycle. Charlene, Caleb, JiaYin and I met while the weird Gabriel somehow (I don't know &lt;i&gt;how&lt;/i&gt;) told JY that he's gonna meet us there (where?) 'cos he's playing soccer alone there. &lt;font color="#FF1493"&gt;This reminds me of the trip to Vivo, where Gabriel was also playing soccer then. HMM.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- So we were walking up a hill with tall grasses and it was &lt;u&gt;very muddy&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;- Caleb and JiaYin were so &lt;i&gt;smart&lt;/i&gt;, they, I quote, &lt;u&gt;walk walk walk - plat! *fall flat on face*&lt;/u&gt;. Thus, JiaYin and Caleb became the muddiest out of the four of us. &lt;font color="#FF1493"&gt;LMAO&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Charlene and I somehow (I don't know &lt;i&gt;how&lt;/i&gt;) found dry land to walk on, and reach our um, destinatio n without getting dirty. &lt;font color="#FF1493"&gt;I told JY that's because we are smart. :P K, she said she's not convinced. &lt;img src="http://www.xanga.com/images/bitter.gif"&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- While we were in the midst of walking, Caleb &lt;u&gt;screamed&lt;/u&gt; (bimbo!), "&lt;b&gt;COCKROACH!&lt;/b&gt;" and everyone started running.&lt;br /&gt;- JY somehow (I don't know &lt;i&gt;how&lt;/i&gt;) found dry land first and did the 英雄救美 (Caleb's not 美, but whatever) thing. She took her wristband and aimed at the cockroach which was hopping around (cockroaches hop in her dream, see.) and chasing after Caleb! :O And you know what?! &lt;b&gt;HER AIM WAS SO GOOD IT HIT THE DAMNED COCKROACH!&lt;/b&gt; And the freaking cockroach fainted!&lt;img src="http://www.xanga.com/images/shocked.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Then we continued our journey and we saw this Gabriel-lookalike guy (note: this is not the real Gabriel. He'll come into her dream later.) who was playing soccer on his own.&lt;br /&gt;- So JY, Charlene, Caleb and I crept closer, thinking that it was Gabriel, and somehow (I don't know &lt;i&gt;how&lt;/i&gt;) this Gabriel-lookalike started taking drugs. This, of course, shocked us all in her dream. &lt;font color="#FF1493"&gt;It also amused me greatly when she told me about her dream. :D&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Then this &lt;b&gt;fat&lt;/b&gt; guy came up to the Gabriel-lookalike and shouted,"&lt;b&gt;YOU! YOU OWE ME MONEY!&lt;/b&gt;" in a funny accent. &lt;font color="#FF1493"&gt;I thought only people owe Gabriel money, not the other way round. -.- JY said that's because he's not the real Gabriel. That makes sense yep.&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- The fat guy started waving his axe around, I quote, &lt;u&gt;chopping at everything and anything in his way&lt;/u&gt;, and &lt;i&gt;DUH&lt;/i&gt; all of us started running! &lt;font color="#FF1493"&gt;We're smart enough not to stand there and get hacked. :)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- JiaYin then (suay-ly) got chased by that fat guy with his axe and she saw this 50-step staircase and OMG. &lt;b&gt;SHE LEAPED!&lt;/b&gt; With one mighty leap and &lt;i&gt;miraculously&lt;/i&gt; fantastic leg power, she &lt;i&gt;miraculously&lt;/i&gt; reached the top of the staircase!! &lt;img src="http://www.xanga.com/images/stunned.gif"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- So the fat guy, being &lt;b&gt;fat&lt;/b&gt;, couldn't run up the staircase to continue chasing after JY, but she kept running &lt;u&gt;anyway&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;- Just then! She saw both Gabriel and me! (Wow, we met on the way, according to JY) Also, chasing after &lt;u&gt;us&lt;/u&gt;, was a guy with a gigantic &lt;b&gt;fire lighter&lt;/b&gt;! :O By gigantic, I mean, really &lt;i&gt;gigantic&lt;/i&gt;. JY said it's as big as a dustbin, geez.&lt;br /&gt;- Being chased by a guy with a gigantic lighter, Gabriel and I shouted,"&lt;b&gt;HELP!!!&lt;/b&gt;", and JiaYin thought,"&lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;WHY ME?!?!&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;" and shouted back,"&lt;b&gt;HELP WHAT HELP?! RUN LA!!&lt;/b&gt;" &lt;font color="#FF1493"&gt;LOL. JY apologises for the broken English, but that's how it is. We're Singaporeans. :)&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Then we met Charlene, who was being chased by the guy with the axe (yes, he decided to change target, I suppose), and she also joined us while we ran for our lives. Caleb? No
