<?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-6869330</id><updated>2011-07-08T18:22:51.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pig... pig... pig  o('(00)')o</title><subtitle type='html'>my pig sty</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://piggypigsypigs.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869330/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piggypigsypigs.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869330/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>piggy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>131</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6869330.post-264043313629712753</id><published>2009-06-19T17:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T17:59:05.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sky's the Limit!</title><content type='html'>Sky's the Limit! I wonder wad it means! I saw it 3 times in a day. First it my fren's title for our photo album, 2nd its a subject of a junk email i recieved and 3rd it became a fren's nick on msn!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to watch fireworks with my frens! Its super duper freaking beautiful! I am so touched!!!&lt;br /&gt;It was the closing ceremony of the singapore arts festival. I dint know abt this event until my fren told me. And its so near! Jus opp north point! I m super touched and was so mesmerised by the fireworks. I even got a pair of free ear plug =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course the main purpose of the meet up is to write a letter to SiJia whose bday was on 19/6/2009 as requested by her bf! So nice~ We had so much laughter writing the letter that i felt so tired by the end of everything. I got a new clique! Yi Fu (Clothes in Chinese) Clique! Coz our initials form the sizes of clothes! N i came up with that!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Sky has no Limits!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6869330-264043313629712753?l=piggypigsypigs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869330/posts/default/264043313629712753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869330/posts/default/264043313629712753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piggypigsypigs.blogspot.com/2009/06/skys-limit.html' title='Sky&apos;s the Limit!'/><author><name>piggy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6869330.post-6617004596880007338</id><published>2009-06-19T17:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T17:44:06.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WEIRD</title><content type='html'>was working as usual today..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;suddenly a person talked to me on msn. One who wont talk to me neither will i talk to him. Jus a contact on my contact list collecting dust.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I checked my email, i saw my long lost pri sch fren has added me in facebook! Surprised!!! I was still thinking abt her a few days ago, wondering how she is doing! Did she thought of me too? The wonder of facebook!!!! =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that i recieved an sms! A rare sms from my fren who had a common aim as me! To cornell! But the aim seems to falter away as time goes by. Later then i realise, his motive is to jio me for mj due to his boredom (..') HAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All these happened on the day i leave for hong kong! HOW COOL~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6869330-6617004596880007338?l=piggypigsypigs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869330/posts/default/6617004596880007338'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869330/posts/default/6617004596880007338'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piggypigsypigs.blogspot.com/2009/06/weird.html' title='WEIRD'/><author><name>piggy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6869330.post-631513323761059477</id><published>2009-06-08T00:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T00:51:30.578+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Nap</title><content type='html'>I was supposed to meet up with my fren for lunch but he flew me aeroplane. Since i had nothing on in the afternoon i took a nap and had a weird dream...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to my fren's hse to spot check him and realise he met up with his other frens instead of meeting me for lunch. I was hiding in a corner, feeling angry. then he spotted me. I turned my back towards him and ran in the opposite direction. I ran past blocks and more blocks of HDB flats turning my head back to ensure that i have lost him. Finally i reached a playground and thats the dead end. He caught up with me. i was not panting nor do i feel tired (cause physically i m lying comfortably on my bed). i waited for his explanation but he spoke nothing. I was boiling to the max. I picked up my legs and ran past him towards the direction where i had came from.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then i woke up... i must have been too traumatised by my fren's aeroplane and all the things that had happened in my life. my sense of insecurity actually were all reflected in the dream. No wonder they say 日有所思夜有所梦 i hope i got it correct haha but something along this line la~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6869330-631513323761059477?l=piggypigsypigs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869330/posts/default/631513323761059477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869330/posts/default/631513323761059477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piggypigsypigs.blogspot.com/2009/06/nap.html' title='Nap'/><author><name>piggy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6869330.post-7808051566683292975</id><published>2009-05-18T00:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T00:19:59.134+08:00</updated><title type='text'>we are singaporeans</title><content type='html'>Setting: in the car&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a fine weekend and my family and i were going for dinner. We saw mark lee while in the car.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DiDi: Who is "li guo huang"? Is he the president or the minister of Singapore?&lt;br /&gt;Me: No. Li Guo Huang is from mediacorp. The one u are refering to is lee kuan yew.&lt;br /&gt;DiDi: Lee Kuan Yew is our president?&lt;br /&gt;Me: No. He is the senior minister.&lt;br /&gt;Sis: Lee Kuan Yew is our minister mentor!&lt;br /&gt;*laughter&lt;br /&gt;DiDi: Then who is the senior minister?&lt;br /&gt;Me: Goh Cheok Tong! (Confidently)&lt;br /&gt;Sis: No la. Goh Cheok Tong is also minister mentor. i think senior minister is teo chee hean.&lt;br /&gt;DiDi &amp;amp; Me: Orh...&lt;br /&gt;DiDi: then who is our minister?&lt;br /&gt;me: Lee Hsien Loong lor.&lt;br /&gt;Sis: He is our prime minister!&lt;br /&gt;DiDi: then who is our minister?&lt;br /&gt;Sis: we got alot of ministers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FYI: Senior minister is Goh Cheok Tong and Teo Chee Hean is our deputy prime minister and minister of defence...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We are Singaporeans~~~~~~~~~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6869330-7808051566683292975?l=piggypigsypigs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869330/posts/default/7808051566683292975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869330/posts/default/7808051566683292975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piggypigsypigs.blogspot.com/2009/05/we-are-singaporeans.html' title='we are singaporeans'/><author><name>piggy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6869330.post-2906350012680693753</id><published>2008-08-15T23:50:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T00:14:34.570+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BACK to SCH~</title><content type='html'>I know it has been super longggggg since i last updated haha. Time filies, my 3 mths hols are gone jus liddat. i realise i dint really make full use of my hols. Jus before hols started there are so many things i wanted to do. but when the hols are here i dint do any of them. now when hols are over i got a complete new lists of things i regretted no doing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the new sem has begun and things are getting tougher =((( linear algebra is the worse followed by calculus. Prob &amp;amp; stats will soon become a foreign language too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now sch has started both of us (me &amp;amp; him) are busy. we used to be seeing each other almost everyday for the past yr because we stayed in hall n lets not talk abt the hols, we practically are stuck to each other. but ever since he became a GL of sports camp, he started hanging more often with his freshies and fellow GLs. He starts going clubbing n starts drinking (even when he is on his own). he have to fork out $$$ to treat his freshies when he is having a hard time surviving .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have not met him for 3 days but it seems like eternity. boo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, guess i cant blame him for that. he chose to be a GL and he have to be enthu and on abt it. I dun want to restrict him or be petty. i also understand that the camp has jus ended and the group is still v bonded to each other. he have his own privacy and his own frens. i try as much as i can to give him his own space.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;some how i cant help but feel a bit annoyed and slightly jealous of him.&lt;br /&gt;i start hating my self for being like that.  i jus wan an outlet and therefore i started this ranting post @##%%#$^^&amp;amp;^#%%&amp;amp;^^&amp;amp;*&amp;amp;*^$%^$#@!@#$%^&amp;amp;*()_(*&amp;amp;^%$#@!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, after this post i m going to do my tutorial! wherever the hell he is, i dun care!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6869330-2906350012680693753?l=piggypigsypigs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869330/posts/default/2906350012680693753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869330/posts/default/2906350012680693753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piggypigsypigs.blogspot.com/2008/08/back-to-sch.html' title='BACK to SCH~'/><author><name>piggy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6869330.post-1466429843856328222</id><published>2008-04-19T03:19:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-19T03:48:21.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Terrorised by baby cockroach</title><content type='html'>3am, outside was raining heavily. Periodic thunder and lightning send me creeping into my bed for warmth and comfort. All of a sudden i saw a little black dot at the ceiling. After a few stares, it started to inch across the room in unsteady movements. At first i tot it was the same old spider creeping on my bulletin board, but upon closer look it looks like a bee. And on even CLOSER look i think its a baby cockroach! I quickly wake my roomie up to double confirm but she was too freak out to even look at it. All of a sudden that hedious creature seems to notice our attention and tried to fly away. However due to the wire mesh of my windows (to prevent mosquitos) there is no way of escaping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My roomie scaremed and ran to a corner of the room and i screamed n joined her. Both of us are deciding wad to do and i decided to annihilate it. I pluck out my courage, grab a magazine, slowly close down on the baby C. n smack it with a loud piak! My roomie quickly came to my help n i pounded on the mag to make sure it is DEAD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In order to aviod the unsightly scene of the baby C's corpse, we came up with a brilliant idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs4c-37ahxc/SAj4oCCcxSI/AAAAAAAAAOU/sjpUfB7rmAs/s1600-h/DSC00110.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190671937170097442" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs4c-37ahxc/SAj4oCCcxSI/AAAAAAAAAOU/sjpUfB7rmAs/s320/DSC00110.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we decided to leave it as it is. Behind that mag is Baby C. (dead)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs4c-37ahxc/SAj5QSCcxVI/AAAAAAAAAOs/cw1VzJNs8Qc/s1600-h/DSC00111.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190672628659832146" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs4c-37ahxc/SAj5QSCcxVI/AAAAAAAAAOs/cw1VzJNs8Qc/s320/DSC00111.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The yellow one is my bed. So high up is Baby C. I was  so afraid it will drop down in the middle of the nite when i was slping due to gravity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs4c-37ahxc/SAj40yCcxTI/AAAAAAAAAOc/kXj-oqWp8nA/s1600-h/DSC00111.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs4c-37ahxc/SAj5IyCcxUI/AAAAAAAAAOk/ecylVJvW3FQ/s1600-h/Image005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5190672499810813250" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs4c-37ahxc/SAj5IyCcxUI/AAAAAAAAAOk/ecylVJvW3FQ/s320/Image005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So i pulled my bed out so that baby C can have a safe landing.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I was thinking poor Baby C. died so young. I suppose he was out hunting for food coz its night time but due to inexperience it got killed. He sacrificed for his fellow companions and i admire that. Baby C's. parents mus be wondering where is he now. Grief will struck upon them when they find his body. But the thought of his parents MIGHT be in my room give me the creeps. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Baby C. rest in peace. May u recairnate as a worthy soldier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6869330-1466429843856328222?l=piggypigsypigs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869330/posts/default/1466429843856328222'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869330/posts/default/1466429843856328222'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piggypigsypigs.blogspot.com/2008/04/terrorised-by-baby-cockroach.html' title='Terrorised by baby cockroach'/><author><name>piggy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs4c-37ahxc/SAj4oCCcxSI/AAAAAAAAAOU/sjpUfB7rmAs/s72-c/DSC00110.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6869330.post-8334252031838607480</id><published>2008-04-15T19:18:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-04-15T19:25:24.374+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BORED</title><content type='html'>exam period!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;once i m bored with studying, i will start playing with the ants in my room. They had disappeared for quite a while n now they are back! Now with both the red and black species. On my side is the red ones while the black ones roam at my roomies table . Red small ants move much much slower n easier to catch than the black ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My bf say that the red ones are the old ones. I wonder if it is true.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Usually i will pinch them up and throw them into the ant poison. To hasten their death. But the ant poison doesnt seem to work coz they climb out and start roaming ard again. I think these ants are mutated coz this is the second time i used the same poison. They have developed a tolerance and i think the ant poison factory shd start inventing new poisons. MORE TOXIC. Perhaps something which the ant will melt upon contact. :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, studying will be bored without them isnt it... Ma yi.. wo lai le~~~~~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6869330-8334252031838607480?l=piggypigsypigs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869330/posts/default/8334252031838607480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869330/posts/default/8334252031838607480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piggypigsypigs.blogspot.com/2008/04/bored.html' title='BORED'/><author><name>piggy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6869330.post-3552215488089353506</id><published>2008-02-20T18:40:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-20T18:53:21.658+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Vday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;valentines day!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;i intend to go lessons on that day n not celebrate coz we dun have any plans. but since its our first vday i was asked to pon my lessons and go out which i gladly did. =)))&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;we dint do anything special. jus a dinner at bento box in jp followed by ice cream dessert. =DDD&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs4c-37ahxc/R7wEXbtANFI/AAAAAAAAAOE/DFdsDsq6lfg/s1600-h/DSC00203.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169011272934503506" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs4c-37ahxc/R7wEXbtANFI/AAAAAAAAAOE/DFdsDsq6lfg/s320/DSC00203.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;flowers from him!! it was suppose to champagne in colour but that bouquet had some problems so he changed to pink froses instead. its my first bouquet on valentines day. =D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs4c-37ahxc/R7wERbtANEI/AAAAAAAAAN8/7ekQumjwDlI/s1600-h/DSC00197.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169011169855288386" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs4c-37ahxc/R7wERbtANEI/AAAAAAAAAN8/7ekQumjwDlI/s320/DSC00197.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;vday present form him! a lovely watch. the box that contained this box is v pretty but i dint take a pic of it. maybe next time.  =DDD cost a bomb on him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs4c-37ahxc/R7wEKLtANDI/AAAAAAAAAN0/Tba0qNIi2NQ/s1600-h/DSC00199.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169011045301236786" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs4c-37ahxc/R7wEKLtANDI/AAAAAAAAAN0/Tba0qNIi2NQ/s320/DSC00199.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;while waiting for the food to come. hungry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs4c-37ahxc/R7wEALtANCI/AAAAAAAAANs/hfpsdF2TO4w/s1600-h/DSC00201.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169010873502544930" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs4c-37ahxc/R7wEALtANCI/AAAAAAAAANs/hfpsdF2TO4w/s320/DSC00201.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ice cream at scoopz! wanted to go andersen but its so crowded and no seats so we went to the basement n chance upon this ice cream shop. its small but the ice cream is nice. esp the durian flavour.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs4c-37ahxc/R7wF67tANGI/AAAAAAAAAOM/USLJUyY1hcE/s1600-h/DSC00195.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169012982331487330" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs4c-37ahxc/R7wF67tANGI/AAAAAAAAAOM/USLJUyY1hcE/s320/DSC00195.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;his present from me. its a pencil case with his name n livepool logo. he say he like it v much. HAPPY~ i bought him one pair of converse canvas shoe too but i dint take a pic of it haha. he chose it himself. though a bit no element of surprise but i think this pencil case did give him a shock hehee.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6869330-3552215488089353506?l=piggypigsypigs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869330/posts/default/3552215488089353506'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869330/posts/default/3552215488089353506'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piggypigsypigs.blogspot.com/2008/02/vday.html' title='Vday'/><author><name>piggy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs4c-37ahxc/R7wEXbtANFI/AAAAAAAAAOE/DFdsDsq6lfg/s72-c/DSC00203.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6869330.post-5466093757299253451</id><published>2008-02-20T18:10:00.018+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-20T18:40:50.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CNY 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;i love cny bcoz...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;1. no need go sch&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;2. got lotsa nice shows to watch&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;3. got money $$$&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;4. got lotsa food!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;besides that cny is boring with all those visiting. not only that, u have to entertain ur relatives whom u are not close with. and ans the same qns every year.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;hated cny becuz every yr they will comment that i grew fatter. Angriez.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;CNY EVE (Chu Xi)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs4c-37ahxc/R7v-07tAM9I/AAAAAAAAANE/krGdfuRzZxA/s1600-h/DSC00088.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169005182670877650" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs4c-37ahxc/R7v-07tAM9I/AAAAAAAAANE/krGdfuRzZxA/s320/DSC00088.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs4c-37ahxc/R7v-6btAM-I/AAAAAAAAANM/k9TvDgTiUIw/s1600-h/DSC00089.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169005277160158178" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs4c-37ahxc/R7v-6btAM-I/AAAAAAAAANM/k9TvDgTiUIw/s320/DSC00089.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;having reunion dinner at some restaurant in AMK. First dish is "lau yu sheng". u r suppose to lau vertically but my sis lau horizontally. so some of the vege landed on the other side of the table.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;CNY Day 1 (Chu Yi)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs4c-37ahxc/R7v-u7tAM8I/AAAAAAAAAM8/g1SCQOhiKFg/s1600-h/DSC00090.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169005079591662530" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs4c-37ahxc/R7v-u7tAM8I/AAAAAAAAAM8/g1SCQOhiKFg/s320/DSC00090.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;look @ the new year goodies. Yummy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs4c-37ahxc/R7v-o7tAM7I/AAAAAAAAAM0/8Np6vg5QUF4/s1600-h/DSC00092.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169004976512447410" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs4c-37ahxc/R7v-o7tAM7I/AAAAAAAAAM0/8Np6vg5QUF4/s320/DSC00092.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I pierced my hand while eating that gua zi. :'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs4c-37ahxc/R7v-ibtAM6I/AAAAAAAAAMs/SaBeRIZU5cA/s1600-h/DSC00091.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169004864843297698" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs4c-37ahxc/R7v-ibtAM6I/AAAAAAAAAMs/SaBeRIZU5cA/s320/DSC00091.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my grandma. she is 89 this year. but she is still very active besides the fact that she is getting more forgetful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs4c-37ahxc/R7v-artAM5I/AAAAAAAAAMk/Ylhp_swa294/s1600-h/DSC00094.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169004731699311506" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs4c-37ahxc/R7v-artAM5I/AAAAAAAAAMk/Ylhp_swa294/s320/DSC00094.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another view of her. she is still beautiful despite her age =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CNY day 2 (chu er @ malaysia)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs4c-37ahxc/R7v-UbtAM4I/AAAAAAAAAMc/3BrPBQ0JMc4/s1600-h/DSC00101_1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169004624325129090" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs4c-37ahxc/R7v-UbtAM4I/AAAAAAAAAMc/3BrPBQ0JMc4/s320/DSC00101_1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is my cousin. my uncle have 6 kids. she is the eldest(11). the age gap between each sibling is only 2 yrs. its amazing how her mum can handle them all at once. being the eldest she helped take care of her siblings. very obedient kid. v pretty too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs4c-37ahxc/R7v-PLtAM3I/AAAAAAAAAMU/nklmV82oAh0/s1600-h/DSC00102.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169004534130815858" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs4c-37ahxc/R7v-PLtAM3I/AAAAAAAAAMU/nklmV82oAh0/s320/DSC00102.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is the brother. very naughty. he pointed the middle finger @ me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs4c-37ahxc/R7v-J7tAM2I/AAAAAAAAAMM/4zpap7qsmFg/s1600-h/DSC00098.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169004443936502626" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs4c-37ahxc/R7v-J7tAM2I/AAAAAAAAAMM/4zpap7qsmFg/s320/DSC00098.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is the fourth child. he is super quiet. throughout the day i dint hear him speak a word. he is 5 years old. super cool. but its quite worrying why he dun talk. he refused to take a pic with me =(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs4c-37ahxc/R7v-CbtAM1I/AAAAAAAAAME/5sDWILGfbo0/s1600-h/DSC00100_1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169004315087483730" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs4c-37ahxc/R7v-CbtAM1I/AAAAAAAAAME/5sDWILGfbo0/s320/DSC00100_1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no choice i have to snap a photo of him off guard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs4c-37ahxc/R7v9zbtAM0I/AAAAAAAAAL8/EXJPILDHVSY/s1600-h/DSC00095.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169004057389445954" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs4c-37ahxc/R7v9zbtAM0I/AAAAAAAAAL8/EXJPILDHVSY/s320/DSC00095.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the little girl. she is 2 yrs old??? she is a super calm n composed gal. no matter what u do to her, she wun cry or shout. nothing. everybody loves her coz anybody can jus hug her all u like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs4c-37ahxc/R7v9p7tAMzI/AAAAAAAAAL0/Qpk7AESCE40/s1600-h/DSC00096.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169003894180688690" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs4c-37ahxc/R7v9p7tAMzI/AAAAAAAAAL0/Qpk7AESCE40/s320/DSC00096.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see tat? same facial expression as the pic above. cool. i seems to be the only one having fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs4c-37ahxc/R7v9jrtAMyI/AAAAAAAAALs/JHEPYF3UDcw/s1600-h/DSC00097.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169003786806506274" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs4c-37ahxc/R7v9jrtAMyI/AAAAAAAAALs/JHEPYF3UDcw/s320/DSC00097.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CNY is quite tiring. esp with the travelling. i was the first to fall aslp. when i woke up i realise all of them were slping too. and this is my sis's bf whu is caught on cam coz he is the last to wake up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs4c-37ahxc/R7wCRLtANBI/AAAAAAAAANk/DXoTOd5pQP4/s1600-h/DSC00103.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169008966537065490" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs4c-37ahxc/R7wCRLtANBI/AAAAAAAAANk/DXoTOd5pQP4/s320/DSC00103.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Random.  Ying liu at my hse. ever since my youger bro was born, we never had it in our hse. i love this plant coz it is furry and nice to touch. it gives the hse the festive feel. i like!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Day 4 (chu si)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs4c-37ahxc/R7wCJ7tANAI/AAAAAAAAANc/ZX8URf1KmzQ/s1600-h/DSC00104.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169008841983013890" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs4c-37ahxc/R7wCJ7tANAI/AAAAAAAAANc/ZX8URf1KmzQ/s320/DSC00104.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After travelling for the past few days, finally a day when we dun have to travel. Pple came to our hse instead. above pic is my mum n uncle n my dad's fren n my mum's fren at the corner of the pic. playing mj.a super addictive game.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs4c-37ahxc/R7wCD7tAM_I/AAAAAAAAANU/i_dB46xJRmY/s1600-h/DSC00105.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5169008738903798770" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs4c-37ahxc/R7wCD7tAM_I/AAAAAAAAANU/i_dB46xJRmY/s320/DSC00105.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in the living room are my dad's frens. they played black jack, si gi bi ( 4 card game) , and DIM. i dun like dim. its a jackpot game whereby u bet 10 bucks n they will give u 3 cards. u have to add up the numbers on the 3 cards n find the remainder of ten. whoever has the largest remainder will get the pool of money in the middle. on the other hand, i like si gi bi. it is more intellectual and much of a stratergy game. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;and ppor me have 2 maths test the next day. :S &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6869330-5466093757299253451?l=piggypigsypigs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869330/posts/default/5466093757299253451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869330/posts/default/5466093757299253451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piggypigsypigs.blogspot.com/2008/02/cny-2008.html' title='CNY 2008'/><author><name>piggy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs4c-37ahxc/R7v-07tAM9I/AAAAAAAAANE/krGdfuRzZxA/s72-c/DSC00088.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6869330.post-5881892915317089347</id><published>2008-02-03T21:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-02-03T21:27:45.739+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hall~</title><content type='html'>My room is disgusting. Strands of hair littered everywhere. I swept but they keep on coming. Mummy always nag me to do housework, come hall also sweep sweep sweep. I am really frustrated. I m not going to care anymore. Jus let my room cushioned with hair ba! *ANGRYZ*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My room is filled with red creepie crawlies. These ants jus get to my nerve. ARGH. Whenever i see them i will greet them with my index finger which i always use to dig my nose. After giving them the squeeze i will throw their bodies into the bin. AMEN.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The aircon is always not working well. It spurts ice and produce weird gurggling sounds. And worse of all, it not cold at all. My room is so hot that i pratically have free sauna everyday until i m so overheated that i start having headaches and pimples outbreak. That explains my bad mood!! UH hUH!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hall life is boring and it makes me start blogging again. I cant wait to go home and its only monday. Jus when i tot i can go home tml i suddenly remembered i got road relay training at 10pm. How sucky can it be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In conclusion, i still wanna stay hall next year despite all the above coz the tot of travelling is worse than hall life .&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6869330-5881892915317089347?l=piggypigsypigs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869330/posts/default/5881892915317089347'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869330/posts/default/5881892915317089347'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piggypigsypigs.blogspot.com/2008/02/hall.html' title='Hall~'/><author><name>piggy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6869330.post-7688559804044449915</id><published>2008-01-30T17:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-30T17:22:13.168+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Moody</title><content type='html'>moody moody moody..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think my best fren of the month is coming and i am in a super terrible mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sianz&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6869330-7688559804044449915?l=piggypigsypigs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869330/posts/default/7688559804044449915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869330/posts/default/7688559804044449915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piggypigsypigs.blogspot.com/2008/01/moody.html' title='Moody'/><author><name>piggy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6869330.post-8456240739428987317</id><published>2008-01-27T19:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-27T20:06:03.688+08:00</updated><title type='text'>做自己</title><content type='html'>“我不喜欢你哭。。。。”&lt;br /&gt;“你哭我会生气。。。。。。”&lt;br /&gt;“我跟你说了几百遍了，你要坚强。。。。”&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我就是爱哭。从小到大，我能为了一些芝麻小事而哭。周围的朋友也都知道我很容易就哭。哭以成为我发泄情绪的一个管道。这二十年来，我流过的泪不输 The Famous SaltLake。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;如果我的泪让你受气，我只能说对不起。我也希望我能更坚强，但那不是一朝一夕的事。就连我妈也拿我没办法。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;如果要我不哭，那就等于叫我当一个机器人。如果有一天我不哭了，那个我绝对不是我。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;我不想改变。虽然爱哭是一个坏习惯但哭以成为我生活的一部分。我不想为任何人改变。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;在没有你十九年的日子里，我也这样哭来哭去的活过来。虽然我哭，但就是因为我哭，不开心的事也随着我的眼泪流逝。我因此过得更开心。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;当我哭时，我不需要你用任何言语来安慰我。子要在我旁边陪着我就好了。或者一句：“乖，别哭。”就够了。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;或许你不知，在还没遇到你之前我并没有这么常哭。最近哭的频率变高了。一点也不像我。一点小事就触动了我的泪水。我也好辛苦哦。。。。。。你可知道哭是很累人的leh&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;跟你在一起我真的很开心。错的不是你。或许根本没有错或对。只是我还不够成熟，EQ又低。而你又没办法接收我的泪。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;如果我的泪给大家带来困扰，真是对不起噢。&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;好想做个婴儿。没有人会说他不应该哭。&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6869330-8456240739428987317?l=piggypigsypigs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869330/posts/default/8456240739428987317'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869330/posts/default/8456240739428987317'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piggypigsypigs.blogspot.com/2008/01/blog-post.html' title='做自己'/><author><name>piggy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6869330.post-1891638675107206432</id><published>2008-01-22T19:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-22T20:45:45.887+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My 20th Bday Celebrations</title><content type='html'>13 Jan 2008 (Sunday)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Family : Was wondering how my family will celebrate with me. And as usual, they decided to bring me to a meal. My mum suggested dim sum which is what i wanted. She knows me the best =D They brought me to my favourite dim sum restaurant in Chinatown. Ate my fav. lychee dim sum. Super full and satisfied. No cake no presents, but this meal is what i wanted, jus to gather n hang out. Ever since i started hall life, my time with my family is so little. =((((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seven : After my meal with my family, i went to the zoo to meet Seven. Its been so long since we went to the zoo. Rekindles some childhood memories in me haha. Its fun and i enjoyed myself totally =))) We celebrated banana's, cindy's and my birthday at a go. Its been awhile since we last met up. We talked alot and i cant bear to leave them at the end of the day =((((((&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13-14th Jan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Him : I left Seven to go back hall to meet him. Its my first bday with him and i know he is excited too =) He bought my presents a few days ago and was happily asking me to guess what he bought. He gave me 10 tries but i think i guessed it in less than 5 haha. So cute. I thought he wont be giving me any surprise coz he is not so romantic at all but at the end of the day, when the clock hits 12 he did gave me something which i didnt expect. He bought a cake and its my only bday cake. The cake is super nice!!!!! Its a mango cake. On the surface it looks normal but on the inside, its has a layer of real mango . NICE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14th Jan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Roomie: My roomie is evil. haha. SHe wanted to play a prank on me by giving me a box of biscuit as bday present. HAHA. She wanna make me think that she is a cheapo. But after that she gave me a pair of leggings which i saw during my shopping with her. She said she got it on that day while i was trying out some clothes. Evil girl haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shebec : Although they are not ard during the cake cutting ceremony but we went for supper on the night of my bday before its over. Qiao n CY gave me my present and the rest gave me their wishes before my bday is over. =DD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15th Jan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Him: We went to eat billy bombers as a post celebration for my bday proudly sponsored by my roomie ( she gave me the vouchers) haha. Had a super full meal. I think i put on a few kg on this 20 th bday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs4c-37ahxc/R5XjehR8xqI/AAAAAAAAALc/oc7Qe4Bmo_U/s1600-h/n554586063_579561_7960.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158279061692008098" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs4c-37ahxc/R5XjehR8xqI/AAAAAAAAALc/oc7Qe4Bmo_U/s320/n554586063_579561_7960.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zoo outing with Seven!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs4c-37ahxc/R5XjThR8xpI/AAAAAAAAALU/uEaAcLJD6WI/s1600-h/DSC00127.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158278872713447058" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs4c-37ahxc/R5XjThR8xpI/AAAAAAAAALU/uEaAcLJD6WI/s320/DSC00127.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cutting Bday Cake&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs4c-37ahxc/R5XjCBR8xoI/AAAAAAAAALM/4DwCaU15KEk/s1600-h/DSC00123.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158278572065736322" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs4c-37ahxc/R5XjCBR8xoI/AAAAAAAAALM/4DwCaU15KEk/s320/DSC00123.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Make a wish~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs4c-37ahxc/R5XiRhR8xlI/AAAAAAAAAK0/dzIUp2cEcDw/s1600-h/P150108_00.10%5B01%5D.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158277738842080850" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs4c-37ahxc/R5XiRhR8xlI/AAAAAAAAAK0/dzIUp2cEcDw/s320/P150108_00.10%5B01%5D.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shebec Supper!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs4c-37ahxc/R5Xh3hR8xkI/AAAAAAAAAKs/UGPpbcaT-5c/s1600-h/DSC00131.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158277292165482050" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs4c-37ahxc/R5Xh3hR8xkI/AAAAAAAAAKs/UGPpbcaT-5c/s320/DSC00131.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Billy Bomers Root beer! I wan MORE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs4c-37ahxc/R5XhqRR8xjI/AAAAAAAAAKk/NFzDc6eOlCw/s1600-h/DSC00129.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158277064532215346" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs4c-37ahxc/R5XhqRR8xjI/AAAAAAAAAKk/NFzDc6eOlCw/s320/DSC00129.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Him with his crispy chicken which he say he rather eat KFC haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs4c-37ahxc/R5Xg9BR8xiI/AAAAAAAAAKc/muhTVYzT7ho/s1600-h/DSC00128.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158276287143134754" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs4c-37ahxc/R5Xg9BR8xiI/AAAAAAAAAKc/muhTVYzT7ho/s320/DSC00128.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me with my pork ribs. Yummy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs4c-37ahxc/R5XgohR8xhI/AAAAAAAAAKU/d3bvwuIhc4o/s1600-h/DSC00081.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158275934955816466" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs4c-37ahxc/R5XgohR8xhI/AAAAAAAAAKU/d3bvwuIhc4o/s320/DSC00081.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Presents from ROomie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs4c-37ahxc/R5XgfRR8xgI/AAAAAAAAAKM/HZV2MkGL3XA/s1600-h/DSC00078.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158275776042026498" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs4c-37ahxc/R5XgfRR8xgI/AAAAAAAAAKM/HZV2MkGL3XA/s320/DSC00078.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Present from Qiao Yi and CY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs4c-37ahxc/R5XgVhR8xfI/AAAAAAAAAKE/2AjRqvl5_oU/s1600-h/DSC00077.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158275608538301938" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs4c-37ahxc/R5XgVhR8xfI/AAAAAAAAAKE/2AjRqvl5_oU/s320/DSC00077.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tigger (me) + spongebob(him)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs4c-37ahxc/R5XgPBR8xeI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/YouzrUQanIU/s1600-h/DSC00075_1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158275496869152226" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs4c-37ahxc/R5XgPBR8xeI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/YouzrUQanIU/s320/DSC00075_1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His presents! A nike cap and a laptop pouch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs4c-37ahxc/R5XgGRR8xdI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/tHZefCifXhs/s1600-h/DSC00074.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158275346545296850" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs4c-37ahxc/R5XgGRR8xdI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/tHZefCifXhs/s320/DSC00074.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is something which i dint expect from him. He is not that kinda person whu will hand make things one. Although not v pretty but still he did put in some effort haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs4c-37ahxc/R5Xf6BR8xcI/AAAAAAAAAJs/VBbQR_QRHLo/s1600-h/DSC00073_1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158275136091899330" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs4c-37ahxc/R5Xf6BR8xcI/AAAAAAAAAJs/VBbQR_QRHLo/s320/DSC00073_1.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Puma jacket from Seven! I nearly kope my sis's puma jacket but now i dun have to! I own one!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs4c-37ahxc/R5XjpBR8xrI/AAAAAAAAALk/AC3KH5vDXJ4/s1600-h/DSC00079.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158279242080634546" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs4c-37ahxc/R5XjpBR8xrI/AAAAAAAAALk/AC3KH5vDXJ4/s320/DSC00079.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bday cards from Seven and Roomie. =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6869330-1891638675107206432?l=piggypigsypigs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869330/posts/default/1891638675107206432'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869330/posts/default/1891638675107206432'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piggypigsypigs.blogspot.com/2008/01/my-20th-bday-celebrations.html' title='My 20th Bday Celebrations'/><author><name>piggy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs4c-37ahxc/R5XjehR8xqI/AAAAAAAAALc/oc7Qe4Bmo_U/s72-c/n554586063_579561_7960.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6869330.post-5832555228136318683</id><published>2008-01-22T19:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-22T19:55:32.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'>New Year's Eve</title><content type='html'>We decided to go town on New Year's Eve for shopping. We always go out on the eve but not the actual day to avoid the crowd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to a hong kong resatuarant at taka basement 1. Think it jus opened coz i never seen it b4.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs4c-37ahxc/R5XY5RR8xbI/AAAAAAAAAJk/thFwdwlQldE/s1600-h/DSC00098.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158267426625602994" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs4c-37ahxc/R5XY5RR8xbI/AAAAAAAAAJk/thFwdwlQldE/s320/DSC00098.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Eating the hong kong dessert which he say is super nice and i love it too =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs4c-37ahxc/R5XYmxR8xaI/AAAAAAAAAJc/nyI_UL_FxRs/s1600-h/DSC00101.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158267108798023074" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs4c-37ahxc/R5XYmxR8xaI/AAAAAAAAAJc/nyI_UL_FxRs/s320/DSC00101.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We ordered dan dan mian and durian fried rice. There is real durian flesh in the fried rice so its super shiok whereas the dan dan mian is super spicy and have a strong taste of peanut, not so nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs4c-37ahxc/R5XYABR8xZI/AAAAAAAAAJU/mSuPdkXzMOo/s1600-h/DSC00100.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158266443078092178" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs4c-37ahxc/R5XYABR8xZI/AAAAAAAAAJU/mSuPdkXzMOo/s320/DSC00100.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Lime and sour plum juice, pomelo dessert and ice tea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6869330-5832555228136318683?l=piggypigsypigs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869330/posts/default/5832555228136318683'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869330/posts/default/5832555228136318683'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piggypigsypigs.blogspot.com/2008/01/new-years-eve.html' title='New Year&apos;s Eve'/><author><name>piggy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs4c-37ahxc/R5XY5RR8xbI/AAAAAAAAAJk/thFwdwlQldE/s72-c/DSC00098.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6869330.post-6731525039137837909</id><published>2008-01-14T16:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-14T17:00:12.375+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Secondary School Outing</title><content type='html'>Finally met up during the holidays. Although all of us are in NTU, we seldom got to meet up. All of us are busy with our academics, all of us are in a different course, unless we meet up purposely, the probability of us seeing each other is 0.00000000x.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went town for shopping =))))))))))) My favourite activity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs4c-37ahxc/R4skMhR8xYI/AAAAAAAAAJM/f1IrMe6OkuE/s1600-h/DSC00049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155253995966350722" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs4c-37ahxc/R4skMhR8xYI/AAAAAAAAAJM/f1IrMe6OkuE/s320/DSC00049.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and XQ with SJ at the back doing some wild pose. We are at TCC cafe and the cushion is super super comfy!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs4c-37ahxc/R4sjnBR8xXI/AAAAAAAAAJE/sir5ry2Q3GM/s1600-h/DSC00047.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155253351721256306" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs4c-37ahxc/R4sjnBR8xXI/AAAAAAAAAJE/sir5ry2Q3GM/s320/DSC00047.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An attempt on a shot to take the 4 of us.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6869330-6731525039137837909?l=piggypigsypigs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869330/posts/default/6731525039137837909'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869330/posts/default/6731525039137837909'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piggypigsypigs.blogspot.com/2008/01/secondary-school-outing.html' title='Secondary School Outing'/><author><name>piggy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs4c-37ahxc/R4skMhR8xYI/AAAAAAAAAJM/f1IrMe6OkuE/s72-c/DSC00049.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6869330.post-4350819810749728855</id><published>2008-01-14T16:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-14T16:50:06.695+08:00</updated><title type='text'>X'mas!!</title><content type='html'>It's our first x'mas ever togehter!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We decided to go out on the xmas eve to avoid the crowd. We went waruku jap restaurant to have our lunch. The food is really good but expensive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=( burnt a big hole in his pocket) After that we went to catch alvin and the chipmunks. I fell in love with them when they starting dancing. SO CUTE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Than we shop ard marina square for each other's present but to no avail. We came to an agreement to be more practical so we decided to shop together n choose what we like for our first x'mas present. No elements of surprise in there, pretty dull but we got what we like. In the end we went to FOX n he got himself some clothings n that became his xmas present. I went into top shop n bought a few tank tops, that became my x'mas present. =D oh yea, plus one pair of pretty pumps for myself from him =DDDDDDD I totally forgot about the taboo of giving ur other half shoes. :S Although i am not superstitious but i still choose to believe it n paid him half of the price by giving him my mahjong winnings that night. Ya we played mahjong overnight on a xmas eve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After movie n shopping, we went suntec for dinner at fish n co. This time my treat. Seafood platter for 2 n we r stuffed. FULL, HAPPY ,GOT PRESENT = GO HOME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs4c-37ahxc/R4shnhR8xWI/AAAAAAAAAI8/SMphld2gUS8/s1600-h/DSC00097.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155251161287935330" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs4c-37ahxc/R4shnhR8xWI/AAAAAAAAAI8/SMphld2gUS8/s320/DSC00097.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pic finally taken after many many failed attempts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs4c-37ahxc/R4shfBR8xVI/AAAAAAAAAI0/y-9XI7WM6_o/s1600-h/DSC00092.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155251015259047250" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs4c-37ahxc/R4shfBR8xVI/AAAAAAAAAI0/y-9XI7WM6_o/s320/DSC00092.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seafood Platter for 2!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs4c-37ahxc/R4shSxR8xUI/AAAAAAAAAIs/n8bc4g2laY0/s1600-h/DSC00044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155250804805649730" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs4c-37ahxc/R4shSxR8xUI/AAAAAAAAAIs/n8bc4g2laY0/s320/DSC00044.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His boring face, cant wait to eat.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6869330-4350819810749728855?l=piggypigsypigs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869330/posts/default/4350819810749728855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869330/posts/default/4350819810749728855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piggypigsypigs.blogspot.com/2008/01/xmas.html' title='X&apos;mas!!'/><author><name>piggy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs4c-37ahxc/R4shnhR8xWI/AAAAAAAAAI8/SMphld2gUS8/s72-c/DSC00097.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6869330.post-4825966006617332486</id><published>2008-01-14T16:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-14T16:36:22.464+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Xiao Long Bao</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I went tampines mall n had the famour ting tai feng xiao long bao. Its really tasty, v soupish and it slips down the throat easily. haha. DELICIOUS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs4c-37ahxc/R4serBR8xSI/AAAAAAAAAIc/t9e_Zw47EAw/s1600-h/DSC00039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5155247922882594082" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs4c-37ahxc/R4serBR8xSI/AAAAAAAAAIc/t9e_Zw47EAw/s320/DSC00039.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs4c-37ahxc/R4se3RR8xTI/AAAAAAAAAIk/Eg-XVekn90E/s1600-h/DSC00040_1.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6869330-4825966006617332486?l=piggypigsypigs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869330/posts/default/4825966006617332486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869330/posts/default/4825966006617332486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piggypigsypigs.blogspot.com/2008/01/xiao-long-bao.html' title='Xiao Long Bao'/><author><name>piggy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs4c-37ahxc/R4serBR8xSI/AAAAAAAAAIc/t9e_Zw47EAw/s72-c/DSC00039.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6869330.post-51362903975612733</id><published>2007-12-09T02:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-09T03:31:01.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Post Exams</title><content type='html'>HA exams ended(quite sometime ago)... !!! WHEEEEEEE!!!!!! Now i am freeeeeeeeeeeeeeee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its 3am now and i cant slp~~~ my post exams life is filled with MJ MJ and more MJ..all of a sudden pple ard me all became mj freaks even my sec sch frens.. horrible..i feel my brain getting rusty orh oh..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now everything is in a mess.. i duno when is my bball n track trainings..they r never fixed.. i only went to the first training for bball and the competition is this week..How cool is that~~ (..')&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;feeling so sianz now shall post something interesting..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i never thought i was perfect but i dint know i had so many flaws until this special someone keep emphasising it to me.. they are as follows:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. my leg hair is so long that i might trip on them while walking&lt;br /&gt;2. my butt is so big that i accidentally occupy 2 seats w/o knowing&lt;br /&gt;3. my boobs are smaller than my tummy&lt;br /&gt;4. my breath stinks so much that when i breathe pple ard me faint&lt;br /&gt;5. my tummy is so big that it blocks my view below it (i cant see my legs woo)&lt;br /&gt;6.my spectacles are so ugly that when i put it on i m not recognisable&lt;br /&gt;7. my hairstyle makes me look like a nerd&lt;br /&gt;8. my dress sense sucks so much that pple tot i m an alien&lt;br /&gt;9. i am a noob at soccer n tried to act pro infront of u the ultimate pro&lt;br /&gt;10. when i sing, its dint quite turn out to be the song i wanted to sing haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;basically these are a few major displeasures he had..&lt;br /&gt;well now its my turn..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall be nice .. besides ur CMI looks.............u r...........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. a perfectly conifdent dude.. sometimes a male chauvanist..uh huh..&lt;br /&gt;2. good singer but loves to use those ah peks way of singing to sing modern pop :S&lt;br /&gt;3. good mj player but everytime scold pple while playing mj&lt;br /&gt;4. tall (good for u so that u can have fresher air n better view. tats all.) oh yea u have nice long legs&lt;br /&gt;5.fairly well soccer player?&lt;br /&gt;6. filial&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;7. PIG. slping addict. log sleeper.&lt;br /&gt;8. lazy bum. dirty fellow.&lt;br /&gt;9. ur dress sense arent anywhere betta&lt;br /&gt;10. always tot that many girls like u. my arse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha..i feel so great after this post&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yawnz..feeling tired now.. gtg slp.. bye peeps&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ZZZ&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6869330-51362903975612733?l=piggypigsypigs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869330/posts/default/51362903975612733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869330/posts/default/51362903975612733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piggypigsypigs.blogspot.com/2007/12/post-exams.html' title='Post Exams'/><author><name>piggy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6869330.post-1238604352047573114</id><published>2007-11-10T18:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-10T18:16:35.365+08:00</updated><title type='text'>slack</title><content type='html'>&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5131152473759908610" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs4c-37ahxc/RzWD_SbTgwI/AAAAAAAAAIU/Nqed-NDvZEI/s320/complete.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;exams are coming!!! AAAHHHH!!!!!!!! and this is what i did......&lt;br /&gt;i found this game due to boredom at big fish games.com..diamond valley..&lt;br /&gt;highest level i reached is level 4..but today..i woke up..i played it..n i completed it(within 2 hrs)..HAHAHA... level 30++..now whu can beat that??? HEHEHEH..i felt my brain grow after this game! WOOHOO..maybe i can get a GPA 5.0 afterall i m not stupid..hahahahahhahahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i m not stupid but i m crazy!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MOOD :STRESSED&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6869330-1238604352047573114?l=piggypigsypigs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869330/posts/default/1238604352047573114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869330/posts/default/1238604352047573114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piggypigsypigs.blogspot.com/2007/11/slack.html' title='slack'/><author><name>piggy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs4c-37ahxc/RzWD_SbTgwI/AAAAAAAAAIU/Nqed-NDvZEI/s72-c/complete.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6869330.post-1313286653021939931</id><published>2007-10-19T12:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-19T13:02:14.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Campus Concert</title><content type='html'>This is the first time i went to NTU's campus concert. I missed the first campus concert by Cherry Blossom even though i got the tickets. This time round i swear not to miss it again =)))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This campus concert i went to is by Zhang Zhen Yue. For pple out there whu duno whu he is, he is the one whu sang the famous song "ai wo bie zhou". One of my must sing in Kbox. =DDD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;His voice is solid plus his live band, his music is heart throbbing hahaha. Its really quite amazing and now i understand y pple speny hundreds of dollars to go watch a concert coz the feeling of watching it live is totally different. I was not v keen on his new album, in fact i prefer his old albums. However, after hearing it live, i felt an urge to go DL his album (instead of buying haha, sry i m poor).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Overall, its a fun filled night =))))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: THX SJ for ur concert TIX!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs4c-37ahxc/Rxg5ydDO33I/AAAAAAAAAIE/C0A_fJj2Tec/s1600-h/DSC00075.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122908115088367474" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs4c-37ahxc/Rxg5ydDO33I/AAAAAAAAAIE/C0A_fJj2Tec/s320/DSC00075.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs4c-37ahxc/Rxg5ytDO34I/AAAAAAAAAIM/K77_wODbv-Y/s1600-h/DSC00076.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5122908119383334786" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs4c-37ahxc/Rxg5ytDO34I/AAAAAAAAAIM/K77_wODbv-Y/s320/DSC00076.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6869330-1313286653021939931?l=piggypigsypigs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869330/posts/default/1313286653021939931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869330/posts/default/1313286653021939931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piggypigsypigs.blogspot.com/2007/10/campus-concert.html' title='Campus Concert'/><author><name>piggy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs4c-37ahxc/Rxg5ydDO33I/AAAAAAAAAIE/C0A_fJj2Tec/s72-c/DSC00075.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6869330.post-2667210022985119867</id><published>2007-10-09T17:52:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-09T18:25:26.090+08:00</updated><title type='text'>NTU Sports Ball</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1 sept 2007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Right after sports camp, sports ball marked the wonderful ending of this fun filled experience. Its sorta like a costume party and the theme for this year is prehistoric and fairy tales. My group shebec went for costume fitting and decided upon the greek theme (although the guys insisted on victorian). I am quite sorry for the guys coz their costumes are kan cui. LOL.. u will know once u see the pics :D:D:D &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs4c-37ahxc/RwtTntDO32I/AAAAAAAAAH8/aRa6ay9P3c4/s1600-h/CIMG1891.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119277343009857378" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs4c-37ahxc/RwtTntDO32I/AAAAAAAAAH8/aRa6ay9P3c4/s320/CIMG1891.JPG" border="0" /&gt; The entire sea world. In this pic u can aso see the costumes of other groups =))))&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs4c-37ahxc/RwtSwdDO3yI/AAAAAAAAAHc/dRx8vX5jVLM/s1600-h/P9010405.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119276393822084898" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs4c-37ahxc/RwtSwdDO3yI/AAAAAAAAAHc/dRx8vX5jVLM/s320/P9010405.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; SHEBEC giving a toast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs4c-37ahxc/RwtSw9DO3zI/AAAAAAAAAHk/VlFOeBP_DFY/s1600-h/P9010430.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119276402412019506" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs4c-37ahxc/RwtSw9DO3zI/AAAAAAAAAHk/VlFOeBP_DFY/s320/P9010430.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; SHEBEC with BLs sharon and Ben&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs4c-37ahxc/RwtSxdDO30I/AAAAAAAAAHs/JT01TxMMcWA/s1600-h/P9010425.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119276411001954114" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs4c-37ahxc/RwtSxdDO30I/AAAAAAAAAHs/JT01TxMMcWA/s320/P9010425.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; My fav pic of all. Greek statues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs4c-37ahxc/RwtSxtDO31I/AAAAAAAAAH0/56d-RECgzps/s1600-h/P9010426.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119276415296921426" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs4c-37ahxc/RwtSxtDO31I/AAAAAAAAAH0/56d-RECgzps/s320/P9010426.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Suppose to be another Greek statue pose pic but i ran out of ideas so i act cute.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs4c-37ahxc/RwtR1tDO3tI/AAAAAAAAAG0/FGfk_iLjN0I/s1600-h/P9010304.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119275384504770258" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs4c-37ahxc/RwtR1tDO3tI/AAAAAAAAAG0/FGfk_iLjN0I/s320/P9010304.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Sports ball held at rasa sentosa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs4c-37ahxc/RwtR2NDO3uI/AAAAAAAAAG8/Zc2ulsSNuwk/s1600-h/P9010297.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119275393094704866" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs4c-37ahxc/RwtR2NDO3uI/AAAAAAAAAG8/Zc2ulsSNuwk/s320/P9010297.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; In our hotel room. Preparing for the ball.Pic taken with GLs Joel and Phyllis. Joel is a bad beer.LOL. After the ball he went berserk coz he is drunk and starts flushing vodka down our throats. Chee Yong who is the noob shit of the group puke through the nite after drinking 3 shots. In fact 2 shots. Lousy Pok.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs4c-37ahxc/RwtR29DO3vI/AAAAAAAAAHE/h1YIPFgkWYs/s1600-h/P9010349.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119275405979606770" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs4c-37ahxc/RwtR29DO3vI/AAAAAAAAAHE/h1YIPFgkWYs/s320/P9010349.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Me &amp;amp; Ginger Bread Man!! Actually ginger bread man is a girl hahahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs4c-37ahxc/RwtR3dDO3wI/AAAAAAAAAHM/fit88_js1jE/s1600-h/P9010339.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119275414569541378" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs4c-37ahxc/RwtR3dDO3wI/AAAAAAAAAHM/fit88_js1jE/s320/P9010339.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; me &amp;amp; GL phyllis! Our Mama san of the day.. But we end up looking after her coz she was drunk even b4 the ball started. She starts to talk alot and squeeze our neh nehs (her fav act).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs4c-37ahxc/RwtR3tDO3xI/AAAAAAAAAHU/h2QH0VYUew8/s1600-h/P9010344.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5119275418864508690" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs4c-37ahxc/RwtR3tDO3xI/AAAAAAAAAHU/h2QH0VYUew8/s320/P9010344.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; the girls and GL ashley. Er lang Shen!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6869330-2667210022985119867?l=piggypigsypigs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869330/posts/default/2667210022985119867'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869330/posts/default/2667210022985119867'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piggypigsypigs.blogspot.com/2007/10/ntu-sports-ball.html' title='NTU Sports Ball'/><author><name>piggy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs4c-37ahxc/RwtTntDO32I/AAAAAAAAAH8/aRa6ay9P3c4/s72-c/CIMG1891.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6869330.post-2127032474549923334</id><published>2007-09-20T22:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-20T22:47:24.300+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello!!!</title><content type='html'>haha i am free to blog today!!! YEA!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next week is recess week woohoo!! er hem..however its meant for intense mugging..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;updates abt my sch life..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm i am in the hall sports sub comm in charge of road relay when i cant even run more than 1 round of track..i joined back track in ntu but training with my jc coach..thats about it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tots of the past weeks:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. be confident abt urself and u shall succeed&lt;br /&gt;2.dun be afraid to try&lt;br /&gt;3. pick urself up from where u fall&lt;br /&gt;4. go for what u like!&lt;br /&gt;5.if fail, try harder again next time&lt;br /&gt;6. if really v sad den cry ur hearts out lor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Easier to typed then to do it. However i shall constantly remind myself.&lt;br /&gt;WOOSH!&lt;br /&gt;MUG MUG MUG&lt;br /&gt;I ROCK&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6869330-2127032474549923334?l=piggypigsypigs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869330/posts/default/2127032474549923334'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869330/posts/default/2127032474549923334'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piggypigsypigs.blogspot.com/2007/09/hello.html' title='Hello!!!'/><author><name>piggy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6869330.post-6434935143105057516</id><published>2007-08-23T22:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-23T23:42:47.589+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Events</title><content type='html'>OH k.. i went MIA again...&lt;br /&gt;some major events that happened to me..&lt;br /&gt;I went to uni..started school..started hall life..&lt;br /&gt;before all these, i went sports and hall camp.&lt;br /&gt;Met lotsa new people and went to a completely new environment.&lt;br /&gt;Shall post some pics of sports camp coz thats what i got so far. :D enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;Note:Pics posted are not in chronological order.&lt;br /&gt;Some basic info.&lt;br /&gt;OG grp name: Shebec&lt;br /&gt;World: Sea World. (Basically there are 4 worlds. Every world there are 4 grps.)&lt;br /&gt;Grp size: 5 guys n 5 girls.&lt;br /&gt;Length of Camp: 7 days&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs4c-37ahxc/Rs2pzNqoYaI/AAAAAAAAAGM/mDi_h9lzQKw/s1600-h/P7250147.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101920650187530658" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs4c-37ahxc/Rs2pzNqoYaI/AAAAAAAAAGM/mDi_h9lzQKw/s320/P7250147.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; capsized from banana boat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs4c-37ahxc/Rs2pztqoYbI/AAAAAAAAAGU/PNK1GbxR69E/s1600-h/P7250148.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101920658777465266" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs4c-37ahxc/Rs2pztqoYbI/AAAAAAAAAGU/PNK1GbxR69E/s320/P7250148.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; banana boat! Sea experience n sea games day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs4c-37ahxc/Rs2p0NqoYcI/AAAAAAAAAGc/D8jvYsd99C0/s1600-h/P7260149.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101920667367399874" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs4c-37ahxc/Rs2p0NqoYcI/AAAAAAAAAGc/D8jvYsd99C0/s320/P7260149.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After playing 7 up. I dint get drawn! :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs4c-37ahxc/Rs2p0dqoYdI/AAAAAAAAAGk/DeUwYdjK4kE/s1600-h/P7260151.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101920671662367186" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs4c-37ahxc/Rs2p0dqoYdI/AAAAAAAAAGk/DeUwYdjK4kE/s320/P7260151.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; after nature trail (4th day) kena forfeit by gls for losing the game "7 up"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs4c-37ahxc/Rs2p09qoYeI/AAAAAAAAAGs/827ICH64pvs/s1600-h/P7270161.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101920680252301794" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs4c-37ahxc/Rs2p09qoYeI/AAAAAAAAAGs/827ICH64pvs/s320/P7270161.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; one of the station in clark quay during amazing race. (4th/5th day)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs4c-37ahxc/Rs2nEtqoYLI/AAAAAAAAAEU/d4FUF3LymKE/s1600-h/P7240080.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101917652300357810" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs4c-37ahxc/Rs2nEtqoYLI/AAAAAAAAAEU/d4FUF3LymKE/s320/P7240080.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; pool games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs4c-37ahxc/Rs2nFNqoYMI/AAAAAAAAAEc/rvGxK84Ny6k/s1600-h/P7250100.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101917660890292418" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs4c-37ahxc/Rs2nFNqoYMI/AAAAAAAAAEc/rvGxK84Ny6k/s320/P7250100.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; sea sports day. Played a "tuo tuo tuo" game. Loser have to take off one item on their body. The guys are only left with their underwears!!!(3rd day)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs4c-37ahxc/Rs2nFtqoYNI/AAAAAAAAAEk/QIN_41OSfu4/s1600-h/P7250102.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101917669480227026" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs4c-37ahxc/Rs2nFtqoYNI/AAAAAAAAAEk/QIN_41OSfu4/s320/P7250102.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; at cable skiing centre east coast&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs4c-37ahxc/Rs2nGdqoYOI/AAAAAAAAAEs/tIjHlqO22Wo/s1600-h/P7250103.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101917682365128930" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs4c-37ahxc/Rs2nGdqoYOI/AAAAAAAAAEs/tIjHlqO22Wo/s320/P7250103.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; waiting to ski&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs4c-37ahxc/Rs2nGtqoYPI/AAAAAAAAAE0/E80VCnOiltQ/s1600-h/P7250124.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101917686660096242" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs4c-37ahxc/Rs2nGtqoYPI/AAAAAAAAAE0/E80VCnOiltQ/s320/P7250124.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; rdy to go! knee board skiing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs4c-37ahxc/Rs2khtqoYBI/AAAAAAAAADE/bCRDtQ5eaqM/s1600-h/P7240057.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101914851981680658" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs4c-37ahxc/Rs2khtqoYBI/AAAAAAAAADE/bCRDtQ5eaqM/s320/P7240057.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; bench game. Station games (2nd day)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs4c-37ahxc/Rs2kiNqoYCI/AAAAAAAAADM/oR0iMVYadWE/s1600-h/P7240061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101914860571615266" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs4c-37ahxc/Rs2kiNqoYCI/AAAAAAAAADM/oR0iMVYadWE/s320/P7240061.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs4c-37ahxc/Rs2kitqoYDI/AAAAAAAAADU/JLSOg7Fw3Bc/s1600-h/P7240069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101914869161549874" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs4c-37ahxc/Rs2kitqoYDI/AAAAAAAAADU/JLSOg7Fw3Bc/s320/P7240069.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; station games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs4c-37ahxc/Rs2kjNqoYEI/AAAAAAAAADc/eZp9MJDumqU/s1600-h/P7240070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101914877751484482" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs4c-37ahxc/Rs2kjNqoYEI/AAAAAAAAADc/eZp9MJDumqU/s320/P7240070.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; station games (2nd day)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs4c-37ahxc/Rs2kjtqoYFI/AAAAAAAAADk/GfPneUjXUp4/s1600-h/P7240076.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101914886341419090" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs4c-37ahxc/Rs2kjtqoYFI/AAAAAAAAADk/GfPneUjXUp4/s320/P7240076.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; pool games (2nd day)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs4c-37ahxc/Rs2iDNqoX3I/AAAAAAAAAB0/DyXdTriug_8/s1600-h/P7230009.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101912128972414834" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs4c-37ahxc/Rs2iDNqoX3I/AAAAAAAAAB0/DyXdTriug_8/s320/P7230009.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; 1st day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs4c-37ahxc/Rs2iDdqoX4I/AAAAAAAAAB8/DRillvkmckI/s1600-h/P7230015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101912133267382146" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs4c-37ahxc/Rs2iDdqoX4I/AAAAAAAAAB8/DRillvkmckI/s320/P7230015.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; peanut butter game. (1st day)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs4c-37ahxc/Rs2iD9qoX5I/AAAAAAAAACE/DNxwn1YXZFg/s1600-h/P7230023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101912141857316754" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs4c-37ahxc/Rs2iD9qoX5I/AAAAAAAAACE/DNxwn1YXZFg/s320/P7230023.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs4c-37ahxc/Rs2iENqoX6I/AAAAAAAAACM/Gt946r1OGrc/s1600-h/P7230026.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101912146152284066" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs4c-37ahxc/Rs2iENqoX6I/AAAAAAAAACM/Gt946r1OGrc/s320/P7230026.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; OK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs4c-37ahxc/Rs2iEtqoX7I/AAAAAAAAACU/45Fbg0B8wc8/s1600-h/P7240050.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101912154742218674" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs4c-37ahxc/Rs2iEtqoX7I/AAAAAAAAACU/45Fbg0B8wc8/s320/P7240050.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; wall of china. World game part 1. (1st day)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs4c-37ahxc/Rs2gGdqoXtI/AAAAAAAAAAk/0k2JqUPM0Vo/s1600-h/P7290232.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101909985783733970" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs4c-37ahxc/Rs2gGdqoXtI/AAAAAAAAAAk/0k2JqUPM0Vo/s320/P7290232.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Finale. Sea world picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs4c-37ahxc/Rs2gG9qoXuI/AAAAAAAAAAs/vHH0l_ZkC3Y/s1600-h/P7290236.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101909994373668578" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs4c-37ahxc/Rs2gG9qoXuI/AAAAAAAAAAs/vHH0l_ZkC3Y/s320/P7290236.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; We had our mud bath. Finale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs4c-37ahxc/Rs2gHdqoXvI/AAAAAAAAAA0/b_7wPQDcqRc/s1600-h/P7290230.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101910002963603186" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs4c-37ahxc/Rs2gHdqoXvI/AAAAAAAAAA0/b_7wPQDcqRc/s320/P7290230.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Finale. (7th day) All muddy and dirty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs4c-37ahxc/Rs2gHtqoXwI/AAAAAAAAAA8/3k33oyWS9zs/s1600-h/P7280188.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101910007258570498" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs4c-37ahxc/Rs2gHtqoXwI/AAAAAAAAAA8/3k33oyWS9zs/s320/P7280188.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; SP (Secret Pal nite). Evertbody dressed up and rdy to go! (6th day)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs4c-37ahxc/Rs2gINqoXxI/AAAAAAAAABE/37s1WZk-cMM/s1600-h/P7270166.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101910015848505106" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs4c-37ahxc/Rs2gINqoXxI/AAAAAAAAABE/37s1WZk-cMM/s320/P7270166.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; finally, the end of the torturous 2 days amazing race! ending pt at east coast. TIRED!!! (i think 5th day)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs4c-37ahxc/Rs2eTtqoXsI/AAAAAAAAAAc/_Yx04VCZ9f8/s1600-h/P7290240.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101908014393745090" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs4c-37ahxc/Rs2eTtqoXsI/AAAAAAAAAAc/_Yx04VCZ9f8/s320/P7290240.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; break camp. last pic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs4c-37ahxc/Rs2d8NqoXrI/AAAAAAAAAAU/n_FZR1--y_M/s1600-h/P7230002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101907610666819250" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs4c-37ahxc/Rs2d8NqoXrI/AAAAAAAAAAU/n_FZR1--y_M/s320/P7230002.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our group's identity. Shebec's identity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6869330-6434935143105057516?l=piggypigsypigs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869330/posts/default/6434935143105057516'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869330/posts/default/6434935143105057516'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piggypigsypigs.blogspot.com/2007/08/events.html' title='Events'/><author><name>piggy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs4c-37ahxc/Rs2pzNqoYaI/AAAAAAAAAGM/mDi_h9lzQKw/s72-c/P7250147.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6869330.post-4929648609676907385</id><published>2007-07-19T01:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-19T02:30:04.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Stressed and Destressed</title><content type='html'>14 July 2007 (Sat)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wanted to blog an entry on this day coz quite alot happened.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I woke up late and i had already told my boss i will be going to work late coz i have something to settle. The thought of going to work is dreadful. I wasn't suppose to work anyway coz i have already quitted that job and yet i m still working becuz he said that he really need help. No doubt, he is a nice boss so i decided to help him out but regretted at my decision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was feeling annoyed and pissed for no particular reason. My sis was nagging me to clear my table on one side and my bro is bugging me on the other. Mummy keeps asking me why i no work and i have to explained it to her. Was getting ready to go work still bobbing in my wake. Decided to wear contact lens and thought that i had wore it but realised one side slipped off and i couldnt find it. I am using monthly contacts and its not even half the month yet and thats what set me off. I started crying n ranting on my lost contact. My sis added her sacarsm and my mum denied me of crying. HEY in my 19 years of life, crying is the first thing i ever did when i came to this world and i had been well known for crying in the family. Crying is my way of pouring my emotion out and my frustration outlet and how can u reprimand me of my very action?????&lt;br /&gt;Anyway i took a new piece of contacts out and because i breathe too hard it flew off my finger. WTH. Really felt like swearing and cursing the bloody G** up there. I think my brother had a shock of having her sis being in a hysterical mood. He helped me look for my contacts and in the end i found it residing on one of the many bottles of creams and moisturiser (MUM u shd tidy up the place).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually feels good after a heavy round of crying coz while i was crying i jus concentrate on my crying and not thinking about other things. Jus like my tears ( and mucus) , my anger and grouchiness seems to flow away with it. I cooled down as my tears vapourise and tada i am fine again. Jus let me cry and everything will be OK. I dun understand why guys feel helpless when they see a girl cry. Jus let them be, sit next to them and let her think it through. Pass her tissues if you have any and she will be very greatful, coz the mucus are sure irritating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Than my sis gave me a lift to Orchard (where i am suppose to settle some stuffs). I was isolating myself away from her and her bf (my future bro-in-law) by listening to my fren's nano, blasting it through my ears, Daughtry. While we are on our way to some highway via Lentor (I nv remb the highyway names. PIE CTE BKE????), suddenly my sis shouted "SHIT OMG" and my bro-in-law "WHATDA HELL IS HE DOING? F*" Even though i am blasting i can hear their shouts. I looked in front and i saw a lorry instead of going straight it is moving towards the bustop at the side of the road. A bus had actually hit the edge of the lorry causing it to steer 90 degrees into the bustop. COOL. Jus like those shown in the movies but this time round without great sound effects except for the music from the nano (..'). Right infront of my eyes, right before our mini mitsubishi colt. We are at the grand VIP seat coz we are actually on the bus lane behind bus 855. But since 855 decided to overtake the lorry it actually wanted to cut into the other lane and hence knocking into the lorry. Anyway the lorry was around 10 plus meters? Its those cargo lorry . Even though it crashed into the bustop, it had occupied 2 lanes and the last lane, sadly by the bus (bus 855). Alright, now 3 lanes fully blocked. Our car cant move forward neither can me reverse. Whole Lentor is blocked. Some motorcyclists got damn desperate and decided to mount curb and bypass the bus (thats the advantage of motors but come to think of it if the lorry is a motorcycle :S) .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright, i was damn pissed off for losing my contact and now i witnessed an accident right before me and i was lucky that our car is not before the lorry coz unfortunately there is one and is quite badly "sandwiched" b/w the lorry and a volkwagen. We stepped out of the car and my sis called 999. I think this is the first time we ever called that no. coz my sis asked a stupid qn b4 she called" Police is 999 hor?" (..')&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Than it took 20 mins for the TP to come and the amublance too. Than after 40 mins or so there is a 180 degrees reversal and all the cars have to go towards the kahtib direction. Have you ever seen 6 lanes of Lentor moving in the same direction ? No right. Its pretty cool AHA. I must priase the Tp for his job well done. Unfortunately, all the buses taking the Lentor road have to take the Thomson road instead. This sudden change of route must have left the commuters baffled. Then you can see 851-857 all turning into thomson road and those passengers up in AMK will never get to take their desired bus coz they will never go there until the accident is cleared. Poor thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my first time encountering this kinda accident. It doesnt happen often and i actually felt happy even though its not something good.My mood changed for the better and i felt guilty coz it seems that i am building my happiness upon other people's dismay....??? In the end i was unable to settle my stuff and i still have to go to work. SIGHZ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I took some pics and videos regarding this incident. Will upload if possible in the future so stay tuned! :p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6869330-4929648609676907385?l=piggypigsypigs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869330/posts/default/4929648609676907385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869330/posts/default/4929648609676907385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piggypigsypigs.blogspot.com/2007/07/stressed-and-destressed.html' title='Stressed and Destressed'/><author><name>piggy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6869330.post-2564864969602816433</id><published>2007-07-11T14:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-11T15:11:38.719+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sleeping Disorder</title><content type='html'>Had been slping at 3am for the past few days. Jus couldnt get to slp and last night 4am. Tonight 5am?  :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The nano is dead&lt;br /&gt;and i am still wide awake&lt;br /&gt;flipping in my bed&lt;br /&gt;as the night goes late&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(3 plus am)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An hour ago&lt;br /&gt;to sleep was my goal&lt;br /&gt;time passes slow&lt;br /&gt;as the night wind blows&lt;br /&gt;soon the world will glow&lt;br /&gt;as the rays of the sun rise like an inverted bowl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(4am)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I actually had the time to create these .............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up at 8AM! Stupid eldest sis stepped on me to pick up her phone. Idiotic second sis blasting the hair dryer in my room. Menstrual cramp creeping up, not yet the climax. Over powering perfume from my 2 banker sisters choked me. My beauty sleep is gone. ORBAKA*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haiz, hostel issue not yet resolved. B4 this issue we promised to watch harry potter together and now harry potter is showing!!! i mus resolve this quickly if not i duno how to face her. ABAKEDEHBRA! ( i 4got all the spells in harry potter's book. read it a long time ago. nv had a good memory of it, only a brief one) and we r frens again lalala~~~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6869330-2564864969602816433?l=piggypigsypigs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869330/posts/default/2564864969602816433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869330/posts/default/2564864969602816433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piggypigsypigs.blogspot.com/2007/07/sleeping-disorder.html' title='Sleeping Disorder'/><author><name>piggy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6869330.post-6316328300784814770</id><published>2007-07-03T00:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-03T01:28:34.379+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Dilemma</title><content type='html'>OK currently i am facing a life changing decision. I have already made the decision and hope for the best but still i think that this situation can be salvaged so feel free to advice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scenerio: Ever since i accpeted NTU as my future second home, i am again challenged by the question of whether to stay in a hostel. I was very keen AT FIRST, but through negative feedbacks about hostel life i was a bit taken aback. At the same time, i am looking for a roomate, one that i can survive with 1 semester. I don't expect that person to be someone i know v well but at least someone i know. I wanted that person to be comfortable with me and someone i m comfortable with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever since my early acceptance of NTU, roomate candidate (note without S) also came along. :D At that time, i was only considering my sec sch fren(i dun have any other choice). Other factors which are affecting my decision revolves around finance, adaptibility, ability to concentrate for my work, able to still stay as who i am etc.. BUT most of all is whether i can stay peacefully with HER. No doubt we r good frens, ever since secondary school. Though we had been in different schools during jc but still we end up in the same uni. We are both glad that our secondary school clique stayed intact, all in NTU. She initiated the idea of staying together, i dint reject her offer but i dint clearly accept it also. After a few meet ups and conversation, i still dont feel confident staying with her. I dont dislike her but staying together make this whole friendship thing into another new perspective, to a higher level and usually there will only be 2 outcome : we become even better frens or we wont even become frens. I am afraid that the latter will come true hence i tried finding excuses to turn down and eventually put off the idea of staying in a hostel as long as our frenship remain as where it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 years may not be long but its not short. I wont dare to say i really understand you neither do you. People do change, till now i still dont understand you. I dont even know the consequence of my decision on you. Will you be angry or will you accept it i have no idea. I have been through a soured friendship because of staying together. Jus like a couple, they have to get used to their living habits before they can marry. Some even divorce due to the difference in lifestyle. Such minor problems once accumulated escalates into a big problem and eventually a separation may deem fit as a solution. I do not want to spoil this friendship of ours i wan it to remain as it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH YA people change. I dun mind my frens chaning, i wont force them to make changes either. I accept my friends as who they are. Nobody is perfect. I know my flaws too but people around me accepted me so me too accept others. I wont tell u straight in the face "hey i dun like that behaviour of u being bla bla bla" NO never will i make such comments. I smile and thats it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I had made my decision at 11.30pm on June 2nd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you are angry, i wont make u read this entry but if u happen to i hope u understand. I had been v troubled for this past few days and felt like a person trying to hide her scandalous relationship during the ancient times. I maybe tagged "betrayal" / "unfaithful" but whatever it is, i hope u will understand. Seriously.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6869330-6316328300784814770?l=piggypigsypigs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869330/posts/default/6316328300784814770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869330/posts/default/6316328300784814770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piggypigsypigs.blogspot.com/2007/07/dilemma.html' title='Dilemma'/><author><name>piggy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6869330.post-4423340193815543488</id><published>2007-05-13T02:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-13T02:14:20.982+08:00</updated><title type='text'>RanDom</title><content type='html'>haha lack of updates again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok some review..i left my admin job at Organon and is working as a promoter at Vivo Giant. Consider it as a part time coz i only work 3 days a week and that is fri sat sun. Yea pretty sucky to see my family resting at home and me working like mad dog there but come to think of it i am actually resting longer than them. Some may say that its not worth it but some say that its a v good job since i get to have my pay without any cpf deductions. Thats what attracts me too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, YES i recieved my uni admissions letter from both ntu and nus. Most prob i will be choosing ntu but people are trying to ask me to go nus. UHUH..well thks for the feedbacks but i think i shall jus decide on my own and blame myself if i regret later. I seriously hope not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, I am going to taiwan on 21-24th May!!! YEA and i m so happy that i got the cheapo air ticket from jetstar during that promo period coz people are spending like 400 over taking budget airline to taiwan too and i am paying like half of it! wahaha..i m brilliant..aint i? hehehe... i m looking forward to it~~~ SHOP EAT SLEEP..thats my goal!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEE YA!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6869330-4423340193815543488?l=piggypigsypigs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869330/posts/default/4423340193815543488'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869330/posts/default/4423340193815543488'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piggypigsypigs.blogspot.com/2007/05/random.html' title='RanDom'/><author><name>piggy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6869330.post-5871558546262471861</id><published>2007-04-05T21:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-05T21:53:08.784+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Fight</title><content type='html'>HEY people do read my blog..i am happy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have been thinking for the past few days on what to blog. I wan to make my entry interesting and have to sieve through my thoughts coz some of them cant be put up on the blog. Too private.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It has been quite a while and there are quite a handful of stuff i feel like writing. Although i cant remb them v well, so it will be in bits and pieces. Since u people are so smart, i bet u all can link them together. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, my legs are ok now. While my ankle was recovering, i took part in the meaningful blood donation event held at nee soon east cc. I was "enthusiastic" and "looking forward" to it. I know it will be a tiring day and i tot my little ankie can take it however towards the end of the day my ankie gave way. Hmm..or should i say my ankie is not happy with me and ask my footie to play a parnk on me. My whole foot hurts like mad. I was still able to take it at first, but the following day i was crying while walking home after work. At that point of time my thoughts are so pessimistic. The scene that i always see on tv and comics whereby the angelic and devlish side of you starts arguing actually happened to me.&lt;br /&gt;Devlish Li Ting " See la. Go blood donation la. Wanna help people in the end your foot got worse. ORBI"&lt;br /&gt;Angelic Li Ting" Aiya its you who wants to coordinate this event de ma. And the event is a big success you should be glad. At least u managed to help other people who are even more unfortunate than u."&lt;br /&gt;Devilish Li Ting " Yea right. You helped people but now your foot is hurting like siao did anybody come help u? Got mah got mah? NOBODY. HOO HOO HOO......... Still have to waste money and go see doctor on ur own. "&lt;br /&gt;BLA BLA BLA................................&lt;br /&gt;AND the DEVIL WON....................................................................ANGEL KO.&lt;br /&gt;I was very frustrated and felt angry at myself. I was being absorbed into these miserable thoughts and Li Ting starts to have a twisted character ever after.....................................................HEY WAIT!!!!! TWISTED????? WTH...sry devlish Li Ting played a prank. Anglic Li Ting shall continue the story...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that i went to see the sensei. Surprisingly he still remebers me. I waited for almost 1 hour for my turn and the wait had actually allowed me to become more calmed and cooled. Than the horror came, the sensei has his hands rubbing up and down of my ankie like its perfectly fine. My character dint twist but my face is twisted this time. I was very tempted to kick that sensei with my the other feet. But all the pain is worthwhile. I felt much better after that. Sensei asked me how i hurt my foot again, i told him about the blood donation. I am surprised that he actually do keep a look out for the events in our CC. He mentioned about the Mahjong event that was cancelled due to some disputes from the public. He commended that i am very helpful and kind. WAHAHA....... Angelic Li Ting gained full HP and MP now. Devilish Li Ting got HIT by Anglelic's Magic Wing Blast and Fairy Wand attack. Devlish Li Ting retaliate with her pointed tail and fork spoon poke. Despite the good fight put up by devlish Li Ting angelic's attack overwhelmed and devoured Devlish Li Ting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup Yup, Li Ting returned to her normal self. The nice, cute, lovely, wonderful Li Ting and she carry on to live in this fairy like personality ever after, spreading her magical wonders acroos her loved ones~~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THE END ;p&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6869330-5871558546262471861?l=piggypigsypigs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869330/posts/default/5871558546262471861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869330/posts/default/5871558546262471861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piggypigsypigs.blogspot.com/2007/04/fight.html' title='The Fight'/><author><name>piggy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6869330.post-8153025154602138979</id><published>2007-03-21T21:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-21T22:39:24.326+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ExCitiNg??? NOT!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;I know that i had been complaining that my life is too mundane and i had nothing much to say about it. That's y my blog is always lack of updates. However, i do want my life to be filled with some pleasant surprises, BUT not too overly shocking pls, i've got a weak heart.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I had a slumber party at la's house last saturday. It's fun and cosy, no need to spend much money, we got to sit down and crap through the night, thats the way i like it. Simple and nice. BUT they don't let me sleep. C'mon it's a slumber party, we are suppose to be in a slumber???NO????&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Although i do sports, i am from track and field, i looks strong (physically?) but sleep is something i can't do without. So far throughout my 19 years of life, i have not stay awake for 24 hours. I can't "thon". PLS PLS PLS let me have my beauty sleep,if not the consequence can be unbearable.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;This is what happened due to my lack of sleep at la's house. I happily went ice skating with my sec sch frens the following day. Everything is still fine, but towards the end of our ice skating session something horrifying happened.............................................................................................&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Out of the four of us i am the only one who can skate. Although my skating skills is not fantastic, at least i cn still move quite comfortably on the ice. I did fall, but it is jus some casual falls because i am holding my fren. I think i mus have been too tired, but at the same time i wanna make my money worth so i went skating on my own, at my own PACE. Well i did not drink, but i am close to a drunken state. I AM TIRED. I see people and more people. AND there is this group of guys who are skating at ultra speed next to me. They are practically lapping me at the rate of n times per second. And peeps, the ice skating rink in JE is not BIG. It has a limited cap to the no. of pple it can contain. The crowd only seems to grow and never shrinks. OK back to me skatng on my own. I was happily skating but i think i am too ambitious. I SPED a LITTLE. JUS a TEENY WEENY little fast like 100km/h instead of the usual 70? Like i've said i m a bit drunk..... n there is this crowd...n i have to siam people..the rink is SLIPPERY...n SHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO.......... i did a beautiful slide..perfect...i should take part in the dance floor. I skidded sitting on my left ankle and right leg stretched out. My legs formed a perfect L. LOSER? YEA i AGREE. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;The moment i landed on my butt, i know things are not going to be alright. In fact it is quite BAD. V BAD. DAMN BAD. i cant stand up. none of my frens are ard me. hu ask me "kay kiang" go skate on my own. BUT i cant sit there 4ever, my butt will freeze. I managed to stand up on my right leg but because i cant move at all and the rink is filled of amateurs, a pair of lovely couple happily came my way. Tell you what i am not happy about that. BANG. We CLASHED. The guy is considered quite gentleman coz he dint save his girl only. WELL luckily for him he managed to save both, if not he will definitely get it from his girl. He pulled the side of my jacket and hold on to his girl. BUT i think he can manage that feat because i have a good sense of balance. HEY dun play play, what do u think i am doing during my track training drills. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;I manage to get to the side but all of sudden things are not right. My head starts to spin. My hearing is fading. My vision starts to turn v v bright, so birght that it is actually blinding me. I always wondered how does it feels like to faint but i defintely dun wan to experience it in an ice skating rink, probably in the arms of my prince charming? Finally i saw my princess....my fren skating( more of inching) towards my way. I shouted to her 3 times and finally she crept to me. She helped me back to the bence and i quickly took of my skates. The moment my shoe lace is loosen my vision is back and followed by my hearing. PHEW. RELIEF. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;My ankle quickly got swollen but there is not "die da" on Sunday. I rest and went immediately to see a doc on Mon. The pain is damn it. I took leave. LOL. EMERGENCY leave. At least i am entitled to that la. Well, now my feet is ok. La if you are reading this u shd feel guilty. WHU ask u to tickle me whenever i m dozing off. EVIL you. haha. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;THE END.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs4c-37ahxc/RgFDRN9MYvI/AAAAAAAAAAM/9CXqjwtYcYE/s1600-h/DSC00115.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5044387020714828530" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs4c-37ahxc/RgFDRN9MYvI/AAAAAAAAAAM/9CXqjwtYcYE/s320/DSC00115.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Can u see my leg HAIR??? NO rite.. NNNOOOO... SAY NO!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6869330-8153025154602138979?l=piggypigsypigs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869330/posts/default/8153025154602138979'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869330/posts/default/8153025154602138979'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piggypigsypigs.blogspot.com/2007/03/exciting-not.html' title='ExCitiNg??? NOT!'/><author><name>piggy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_Qs4c-37ahxc/RgFDRN9MYvI/AAAAAAAAAAM/9CXqjwtYcYE/s72-c/DSC00115.JPG' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6869330.post-8150030613998506109</id><published>2007-03-15T12:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-15T12:37:23.156+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Squeezed entry</title><content type='html'>HI...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After much feedback and response from my fellow mates i have decided to put in this particular entry...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First of all, my results sucks so dont ask abt it..i wont wan to talk abt it too...WAS very sad..but have gotten over it..wad is more impt now is to get into a course that i LIKE..the tricky part of all will be wad exactly that i like? Well, i have no clue myself abt that. I welcome suggestions as i feel that people ard me shd be able to know what kind of person i m more than i do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next up will be my working life? Pay sucks but the peeps are nice here. Easy going. Good looking chaps. Well there are only 3 guys in the company n 9 ladies? BAD ratio. And all of them are &lt;10 years older than me. COOL. I AM AN ADULT NOW coz i hang out with them. CHILDISH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wad else??? i guess that's all abt it??? OMG after mths and i only get to write this much. will try harder to post interesting things up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6869330-8150030613998506109?l=piggypigsypigs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869330/posts/default/8150030613998506109'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869330/posts/default/8150030613998506109'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piggypigsypigs.blogspot.com/2007/03/squeezed-entry.html' title='Squeezed entry'/><author><name>piggy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6869330.post-7378127048939778333</id><published>2007-02-02T13:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-02T13:55:58.088+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SRY</title><content type='html'>wohoho. sry for the lack of updates. i think i stopped updating after prom?? YEA after prom... hmm after prom i was so looking forward to my outward bound in korea that i dint really have the time to think of wad to write. After i came back i m busy looking for a job and since everything is settled now, i shall jus drop by n say HI. so "HI"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now i m in the office all alone with nth to do. I like it this way rather than having nth to do when the boss is ard. At least he is not ard now thats y i can come here. Oh wellz, i super bored down here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmm.........................................................................................................................................................&lt;br /&gt;All the best peeps. will update again. lolz.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6869330-7378127048939778333?l=piggypigsypigs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869330/posts/default/7378127048939778333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869330/posts/default/7378127048939778333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piggypigsypigs.blogspot.com/2007/02/sry.html' title='SRY'/><author><name>piggy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6869330.post-116574540473402750</id><published>2006-12-10T17:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-10T18:10:04.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FUN FUN FUN</title><content type='html'>went kat's hse ysterday..i was very late (late by 1hr) but it turned out that i m the earliest.. coz the rest PANG SEH! eventually only fy,sh,banana ,cindy and me turned up and we tot there will be like 10 of us but it turned out to be 5? banana left half way coz her mum got into hospital. hope she is fine. pathethic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but nevertheless we still go ahead with our plans..we went bishan park to put kite. i nv put kite b4..in fact none of us put kites b4? yea noobs in kite flying but we had alot of fun.. a good form of exercise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that i went track outing. its also v pathethic. suppose to be 20 pple but end up 10 pple turned up. really angry with those pple who said they wanna come but dint. they r being so irresponsible! kat's mum prepared 10 pple worth of steamboat food..no matter how we eat the food juz seems to remain at the same amt as b4 ( a bit exaggerated) but can u all imagine how much food is there? i also pity mr gibson's wife. she actually cooked food for 20 pax. haiz.. waste of food. do u know how many african kids r suffering from hunger n poverty out there????? pls those pple who pang seh pls pls pls inform earlier if not dun ever anyhow say ok ok... the pple who went also had a hard time k! we have to explain why u r not here n eat double share. and i have to eat double at both sides that night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway i went back to kat's hse to stay over after track outing. nice nice we played alot of board games. i love twister!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3613/394/1600/582653/PICT0161.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3613/394/320/344223/PICT0161.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;track outing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3613/394/1600/469299/PICT0172.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3613/394/320/720602/PICT0172.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i love this game. twister! wad is cindy doing? OMG. is she going into my butt or coming out? cindy y r u heading my butt? smelly smelly&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3613/394/1600/451464/PICT0168.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3613/394/320/334657/PICT0168.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tadah cleaned! with juz using tissue alone.how coll is that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3613/394/1600/535739/PICT0167.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3613/394/320/84878/PICT0167.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;busy cleaning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3613/394/1600/534653/PICT0166.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3613/394/320/815452/PICT0166.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;accidentally spilled our whisky plus pepsi. v nice&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3613/394/1600/248643/PICT0157.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3613/394/320/554751/PICT0157.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dirty feet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3613/394/1600/451018/PICT0156.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3613/394/320/52290/PICT0156.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sh the mr nice guy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3613/394/1600/476078/PICT0155.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3613/394/320/999888/PICT0155.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our class couple.sweet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3613/394/1600/979976/PICT0153.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3613/394/320/507423/PICT0153.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the 2 beauties. heheh.like MTV making&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3613/394/1600/596128/PICT0152.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3613/394/320/45347/PICT0152.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cindy the chio bu..end up the kite became our mat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3613/394/1600/747163/PICT0149.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3613/394/320/246524/PICT0149.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;see kat behind? trying v hard to keep the kite up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3613/394/1600/635119/PICT0150.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3613/394/320/794961/PICT0150.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cindy's OS "argh..i m too tired"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3613/394/1600/153030/PICT0147.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3613/394/320/668045/PICT0147.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trying v hard to get the kite up.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6869330-116574540473402750?l=piggypigsypigs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869330/posts/default/116574540473402750'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869330/posts/default/116574540473402750'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piggypigsypigs.blogspot.com/2006/12/fun-fun-fun.html' title='FUN FUN FUN'/><author><name>piggy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6869330.post-116533532989801931</id><published>2006-12-05T23:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-06T00:15:29.973+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PROM!</title><content type='html'>Prom is fun! It's the first time i wore a dress! BUT its so uncomfortable..i can feel my dress dropping...i feel so uneasy and argh...so troublesome..and the heels! it gives me the cramps...argh and my little toe is red because of the heels...sobs...but post prom is fun! its all worth it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the fun comes with a price..wanted to go DXO..so we walked to DXO but found ourselves lost in nowhere..finally reached DXO and realised its closed..but we dont know y is it closed..its not suppose to close..so we walked one big round to DXO and walk quite a distance to CHIMES(is this the corrct spelling) ? we reached chimes and were contemplating whether to go in or not..unfortunately the guys doesnt seem willing to go in..so we decided to sit outside and have a drink. just plain drinking seems boring so we decided to play a game. "zhong ji mi ma" a number game which u have to guess a number and see whether it coincides with the person who gave the number. easy. so whoever gets it right will do a forefeit yes truth or dare. usually the forefit shd be dunking down volumes of alcohol but too bad we r poor we can only afford one glass. its so fun! we r so high. i shall post some pics and u will understand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3613/394/1600/967433/PICT0143.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3613/394/320/831076/PICT0143.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;messy hotel room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3613/394/1600/877207/PICT0137.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3613/394/320/886109/PICT0137.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the guy got it this time and romantic night walk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3613/394/1600/413897/PICT0134.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3613/394/320/826832/PICT0134.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha shi got it but i think its more of a sabo on her. warm tight hug there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3613/394/1600/260765/PICT0133.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3613/394/320/952168/PICT0133.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this time the guy got it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3613/394/1600/409368/PICT0123.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3613/394/320/989961/PICT0123.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cindy's turn to pole dance!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3613/394/1600/742955/DSC00336.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3613/394/320/10737/DSC00336.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me..hit the jackpot 2 times and have to hug a guy. i duno whether is this b4 or after the bao bao but whichever way it seems that i m the eager one. (..')&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3613/394/1600/178681/PICT0131.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3613/394/320/PICT0131.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;martin has to strip as seen in the pic. he have to eat more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3613/394/1600/207926/PICT0129.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3613/394/320/682913/PICT0129.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lala have to kiss sc's hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3613/394/1600/521419/PICT0127.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3613/394/320/687561/PICT0127.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our class official couple. was contemplating whether shd post it up but since they r official y not? :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3613/394/1600/814646/PICT0126.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3613/394/320/311058/PICT0126.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jul have to pole dance ard sam. sam "zhuan dao"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3613/394/1600/970901/DSC00330.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3613/394/320/950916/DSC00330.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me have to do pole dance. trying to communicate with the pole. i 4got what moves i did and i dun wan to remb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3613/394/1600/361047/PICT0122.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3613/394/320/890963/PICT0122.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;banana got the second forefeit n he have to kiss don's hand but its too quick&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3613/394/1600/675836/PICT0138.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3613/394/320/95267/PICT0138.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;too tired from walking in heels. the girls rather walk barefooted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3613/394/1600/529797/PICT0120.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3613/394/320/122505/PICT0120.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sh first to start the ball rolling. martin is electrified.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3613/394/1600/266105/PICT0142.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3613/394/320/901446/PICT0142.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our view from room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3613/394/1600/74019/PICT0121.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3613/394/320/569729/PICT0121.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my drink cranberry with rum.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6869330-116533532989801931?l=piggypigsypigs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869330/posts/default/116533532989801931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869330/posts/default/116533532989801931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piggypigsypigs.blogspot.com/2006/12/prom.html' title='PROM!'/><author><name>piggy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6869330.post-116498834477935814</id><published>2006-12-01T23:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-02T00:01:28.856+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BAD BAD DAY</title><content type='html'>today the block opp my hse is on fire. pretty cool but definitely not fun. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3613/394/1600/773077/PICT0052.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3613/394/320/114406/PICT0052.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aftermath&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3613/394/1600/479381/PICT0048.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3613/394/320/244402/PICT0048.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;close up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3613/394/1600/932535/PICT0046.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/x/blogger/3613/394/320/448106/PICT0046.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;burning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the sequence is from bottom to top :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;another bad abd thing happened...being a kind sis..i let my bro play maple..but unfortunately that little brat cum bastard took off my equipment n threw away. now my char is naked..only left my under garments. for those maplers out there, if u happen to have lv 24 rouge equipments can lend me?????????? sob..............................................................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BAD BAD DAY&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6869330-116498834477935814?l=piggypigsypigs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869330/posts/default/116498834477935814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869330/posts/default/116498834477935814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piggypigsypigs.blogspot.com/2006/12/bad-bad-day.html' title='BAD BAD DAY'/><author><name>piggy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6869330.post-116447146021497080</id><published>2006-11-25T23:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-26T00:17:40.290+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OVER</title><content type='html'>wohoo exams are over!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i m looking forward to OBK and also probably prom? i hope its fun but it will be damn tiring trrying to pretend to be girly and lady like for one day.  i wanna go clubbing..7 girl gang u all wanna go?? i know ms chee is not coming with us but..when will we have the chance?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall update another time..lots of things to say but temporary mind blank..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6869330-116447146021497080?l=piggypigsypigs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869330/posts/default/116447146021497080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869330/posts/default/116447146021497080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piggypigsypigs.blogspot.com/2006/11/over.html' title='OVER'/><author><name>piggy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6869330.post-116273092234349022</id><published>2006-11-05T20:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-05T20:48:42.360+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OOpSy</title><content type='html'>OOPS...i watched death note..its nice..haha..dying to watch this movie..finally get to watch it with my fren..woo hoo! its so exciting..cant wait for the 2nd episode..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna watch the covenant too! and step up! yea movie marathon after As! woohoo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but for now..bio n maths is on tues! killer.....jia you peeps..all the best..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6869330-116273092234349022?l=piggypigsypigs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869330/posts/default/116273092234349022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869330/posts/default/116273092234349022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piggypigsypigs.blogspot.com/2006/11/oopsy.html' title='OOpSy'/><author><name>piggy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6869330.post-116100094026343179</id><published>2006-10-16T20:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-16T20:16:07.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PAIN</title><content type='html'>thank u 7 girl gang for looking after me.. thk u for gging ard to look for medication.. accompanying me etc.. i m fine now.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s: wad's wrong with my tagboard? can anyone tell me?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6869330-116100094026343179?l=piggypigsypigs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869330/posts/default/116100094026343179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869330/posts/default/116100094026343179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piggypigsypigs.blogspot.com/2006/10/pain.html' title='PAIN'/><author><name>piggy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6869330.post-116049409996011204</id><published>2006-10-10T23:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-10T23:39:56.000+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Material Luxury</title><content type='html'>all of sudden there are alot of things i want . Perhaps all these desires come hand in hand with my post A level activities. All of a sudden i wanted to buy alot of stuff but i lack the finacial ability and capability. i m still a student, studies should be my top priority but i m dying to go out to work n earn $.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my first desire came when i wanted an ipod badly. nearly got myself an ipod nano but later gave up on the idea as my sis suddenly relent and lended me hers. now i want to buy a digi cam. partly for my online business and also for my personal use. tot of buying a second hand one but i dun like 2nd hand. juz dun trust them. but if i wan first hand, at least 500 bucks for a gd one. that will cause a big burn in my wallet. den i wan to straighten my hair, i wan change new specs. etc etc and the list goes on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i confirm plus chop chop i m not the only one like dat. but what makes the difference b/w me and the rest is tat i never asked my parents for money for the things i want. if i want it badly, i will get it thru my own way, the proper way. i duno whether is this good or bad, coz as time goes by my parents soon take it for granted that my allowance encompasses everything i need in life including the money for a simple hair cut and buying my necessities. no additional money for prom or prom dress. own expenses have to be from my own for my trip to OB korea at the end of the yr.i wonder how m i going to settle that myself.that is so unfair. but thats how my family works i guess. my sisters had been thru it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know that all these are juz material luxuries which are tempting me in this 21st century. i can make do w/o them n will try v hard to do so.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6869330-116049409996011204?l=piggypigsypigs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869330/posts/default/116049409996011204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869330/posts/default/116049409996011204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piggypigsypigs.blogspot.com/2006/10/material-luxury.html' title='Material Luxury'/><author><name>piggy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6869330.post-115987358438873756</id><published>2006-10-03T18:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-03T19:06:24.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'>back! 4 awhile..</title><content type='html'>woohoo..my last update was a month ago..wahhaaa...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well juz dropping by to scribble smth..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway i had been thinking a lot recently..probably i think too much..but i realise at this pt in time..everybody seems to know where they are going what they want n what they need in their future..on the other hand i m still walking around in circles on the spot..completely clueless of where i wanna go.. i feel so lost...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its easy to think of a bright and wonderful future..but that is juz an idealistic perception..in reality things are not easy..we face many restrictions and things always turn out the other way.. i always tot that i m prepared for the worst, but when the worst really happened its hard not to feel disappointed and sad..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was studying for my prelims a month ago..and now i have to preapre for my A levels next month..poof........ gimme a break................................................................................&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6869330-115987358438873756?l=piggypigsypigs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869330/posts/default/115987358438873756'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869330/posts/default/115987358438873756'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piggypigsypigs.blogspot.com/2006/10/back-4-awhile.html' title='back! 4 awhile..'/><author><name>piggy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6869330.post-115736798231269433</id><published>2006-09-04T19:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-04T19:06:22.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SpOilT</title><content type='html'>watched love wrecked yest..not v fantastic..expected more..the ending is so predictable..no surprise at all..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i spoil myself too much..too slack..oops~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gonna study study study! heheh..go watch last dance 1st..tadah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6869330-115736798231269433?l=piggypigsypigs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869330/posts/default/115736798231269433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869330/posts/default/115736798231269433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piggypigsypigs.blogspot.com/2006/09/spoilt.html' title='SpOilT'/><author><name>piggy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6869330.post-115476356435400907</id><published>2006-08-05T15:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-05T15:39:24.373+08:00</updated><title type='text'>To My Dearest Sister..</title><content type='html'>Dear Regine,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our new tinklemagix website is up..although some parts r not ready yet..but at least its almost there.. i spent my precious studying time to put this website up n my wrist are breaking with all those mouse clicking..i had been thinking for the past few days why m i doing this ALONE..arent we partners but where r u?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i m piss..but i cant bring myself to tok to u face to face coz i know both of us will end up quarelling like two mad chickens shrieking about in the house..i m stressed up becuz of studies n u r stressed up becuz of work..perhaps we had chosen the wrong time to start all these things but wad's done is done..i had been trying my best to do as much as i can..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i took the pics of the goods..i put up the website.. n the accts r still not updated n i cant put the pics of the new goods up coz they r still uncoded..arent accts in ur area of responsibility? can u check our mail too? u said to me before " i m not serious n not concern with our buisness" because that time i dint check our mail for quite some time..but wad abt u? now its my turn to say that to u.. i know u got test last week so i dint bug u to do anything..i m already being v considerate..so can u show some consideration for me? u had been through my stage..u know how asshole taking A levels can be.. so u shd understand rite? n i dun understand y u everytime come home so late when u knock off at ard 8 or latest 9? at least u come home u no need to do hw.. but i've got loads! come home early..eat dinner at home..arent that nice? ask big cockroach to come over also..i dun mind...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i m troubled..how shd i get u to read this..perhaps u wont ever get to read.. but wadeva it is..after this entry..i m still ur good partner n good sister..don't bring up wad is mentioned in this blog again..i hope that u can take the initiative n do something..i dun wan to repeat to myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yours Sincerely,&lt;br /&gt;Ting&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6869330-115476356435400907?l=piggypigsypigs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869330/posts/default/115476356435400907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869330/posts/default/115476356435400907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piggypigsypigs.blogspot.com/2006/08/to-my-dearest-sister.html' title='To My Dearest Sister..'/><author><name>piggy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6869330.post-115467894263245204</id><published>2006-08-04T15:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-04T16:09:02.646+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Updates</title><content type='html'>I"M back! but i wil be going off soon too..wont be updating often..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm..here is a summary of stuff i wanna say to peeps out there..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First and foremost..i wanna say a big big thank u to the 7 girl gang + the guys of my class! they actually got me a bouquet of flowers on the day of my prize presentation..n i m really happy coz i only knew that i will be having my prize prensentation at 9pm the night before that..u guys r gr8! :):):) now i know y guys will always buy flowers to make girls happy..coz it feels real good to receive one although i feel super embarrassed/awkward walking ard the sch with the flowers :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i hope my next bouquet will be from my prince charming....*dreamz*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3613/394/1600/PICT0266.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3613/394/320/PICT0266.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next! i feel really super stressed out after getting my ct2 results..n i know mummy is super worried..but i m worried too..so pls mummy give me some encouragement can? instead of keep scaring me with my future.....i know that my future wil be at stake if i screwed my As..but right now i really need ur support..cant u see my effort????? anyway becuz of that i m unable to go out with the 7 girl gang on monday..i know it will be a gd time to relax n have fun coz we wont be able to hang out for a long period of time all the way until A's r over but i think it is a v critical time for me now..i m too lag alrdy..i got too much to do but so little time.. i m scared...real scared.. i m sorry if i spoil ur mood of gging out but plz try to understand ya? i know that we seldom get to go out 7 in a grp..coz its really hard to find a time when all of us wil make it..n this time i m the spoiler somemore..sighz*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm...tats all i have to say.. see ya guys soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6869330-115467894263245204?l=piggypigsypigs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869330/posts/default/115467894263245204'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869330/posts/default/115467894263245204'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piggypigsypigs.blogspot.com/2006/08/updates.html' title='Updates'/><author><name>piggy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6869330.post-115322450573270802</id><published>2006-07-18T20:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-18T20:08:26.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'>blood donation</title><content type='html'>its quite a gd experience.. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at first i m scared..but i tot i shd be quite ok since i m a sports person..but i realise i m not..i nearly fainted :S but still it feels good to do a good deed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3613/394/1600/giveblood.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3613/394/320/giveblood.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3613/394/1600/PICT0256.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3613/394/320/PICT0256.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3613/394/1600/PICT0260.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3613/394/320/PICT0260.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh i got this blue black after a few days..the blue black sorta spread out becuz of the bruised vein.. :S not trying to scare u all haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6869330-115322450573270802?l=piggypigsypigs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869330/posts/default/115322450573270802'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869330/posts/default/115322450573270802'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piggypigsypigs.blogspot.com/2006/07/blood-donation.html' title='blood donation'/><author><name>piggy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6869330.post-115270934386204632</id><published>2006-07-12T20:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-12T21:02:23.896+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the end</title><content type='html'>my nats has come to an end...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its really scary how time goes..i had been in the track scene for 10 years..well maybe not in the front of the scene coz nobody cares hu is this tiny littly puny insignificant girl..but it had created a world of dream among her...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;every yr after nats..i told myself there is still next yr to go..but this yr it feels so different.. every off season training is packed with long runs which i hated most..while on season training is juz jumps n weights n more jumps..i m glad that all this are over..i looked forward to the end of nats before i even started nats..i even told my ex coach with assurance that i will not continue track anymore for i had enuff of it for 10 yrs...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however..after today a totally different feeling hit me..tears are brimming when i saw my coach..not for the fact that i dint do really well for my triple but for the fact that i duno when i m gonna see him again... from this moment on my life has changed..i no longer have to stay back in sch and wait for training to starts..i can go home when the sky is still shining bright..i can go out with my frenz after sch... i wont feel tired when i reach home..i got more time to study and work..i wont have to blame my lousy results on track..bla bla bla..alot to list..imagine how track had cause an impact to my life..but whether i wan this change is the kink which i cant get it sort out.. one part of me wanted to..coz i really wanna try something new b4 my young physique fail me .. the other part of me is afraid that i cant accept this sudden change for my routine of life had been that way since young..and that is one of the reason i joined track in jc(after lots of struggle).. argh...but one thing for sure is tat there is no more nats for me..something i couldnt change...............&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6869330-115270934386204632?l=piggypigsypigs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869330/posts/default/115270934386204632'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869330/posts/default/115270934386204632'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piggypigsypigs.blogspot.com/2006/07/end.html' title='the end'/><author><name>piggy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6869330.post-115254203665799465</id><published>2006-07-10T22:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-07-10T22:33:56.680+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time Flies</title><content type='html'>indeed..time really flies..world cup has come to an end and tml is my nationals..had been training for the past yr for this day... n of cuz it will be my last nats..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was not nervous..but beginning to........ i know that i will juz need to give my best shot out there but i m scared some things will cock up.. i dun wan to have any regretz.... *mixed feelings*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alot pple wished me good luckz..frenz from pri sch sec sch 7 girl gang blaz blaz blaz.. i muz jia you if not their luck will go to waste...thks peeps..really wanna thk u all.. i will jia you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and last but not least..go &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NJC TRACK AND FIELD&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(*_*)&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000000;"&gt;gonna rest well~&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6869330-115254203665799465?l=piggypigsypigs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869330/posts/default/115254203665799465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869330/posts/default/115254203665799465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piggypigsypigs.blogspot.com/2006/07/time-flies.html' title='Time Flies'/><author><name>piggy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6869330.post-115160112252770123</id><published>2006-06-30T00:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-30T01:12:02.543+08:00</updated><title type='text'>YEA! exams over!</title><content type='html'>CT2 is over..but it also implies that A levels r coming SOON..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think i still suck at my studies..i think i m off totally..perhaps my peak is over..i juz dun feel like studying..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw..the 7 girl gang went out for dinner n movie(act only me and xh went 4 movie) to mark the end of CT2..although i dun think i shd b celebrating haha..but moaning over wad had already happen is not gging to make my grades betta..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was thinking that how nice it would be if my grades r the size of boobs..thats wad many girls r aiming to get rite? if not y the rush for plastic surgery? but cnd says that nobody's boobs is cup O...oh wellz..there's F... but i dun wan big boobs...its so inconvenient.. i hope the size of my current boobs r my grades wahhahaha....sry abt that..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as u all can see.. its 1 plus am now...n i m not slping yet..i juz reached home..yes reached home all by myself..i was so afraid i cant even reach home..but luckily i managed to catch the last train within 3 mins..haha..mummy say i m v bold..(note:it's a sacarsm n not compliment) well I M wahahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok tats all folks~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6869330-115160112252770123?l=piggypigsypigs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869330/posts/default/115160112252770123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869330/posts/default/115160112252770123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piggypigsypigs.blogspot.com/2006/06/yea-exams-over.html' title='YEA! exams over!'/><author><name>piggy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6869330.post-115090717182493872</id><published>2006-06-22T00:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-22T00:26:11.846+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HEY hey HEY</title><content type='html'>i m trying hard to update my blog as often as i can..i think my life is quite dull..nth much to say..and i wanna post something inspirational..but with my eng standard i think only insensible things will come out hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway i woke up at 3am juz to watch the england n sweden match..i think i m crazy..haha but i dun mind..4 the sake of those good looking players.. :D:D:D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nats r coming..for the 7 girl gang of my class..if any of u happen to read this entry pls remb to buy a bouquet of flowers for me..preferable daisy.. :) (i wan REAL flowers hor...dun use paper and fold for me to entertain moi..i know ur antics)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if u peeps r wondering y m i making such a request its because i find it unfair why only pple in performing arts cca can have flowers during their concerts? y sports cca no flowers? unfair! i also wan flowers! everytime i buy flowers for peep nobody buy flowers for me! I WAN &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;FLOWERS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! I DUN CARE! WAAAHHHH!!!!!!! BOOO HOO HOO! *heh*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok..shall not make a fool of myself..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*yawn* tired...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6869330-115090717182493872?l=piggypigsypigs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869330/posts/default/115090717182493872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869330/posts/default/115090717182493872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piggypigsypigs.blogspot.com/2006/06/hey-hey-hey.html' title='HEY hey HEY'/><author><name>piggy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6869330.post-115020888939296794</id><published>2006-06-13T22:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-06-13T22:28:09.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SoCCer FreNzy</title><content type='html'>entered into dormacy again..dont mean to..too many events happening at the same time.. nats n common tests coming up..world cup too..wad can u ask for? there's juz not enuff time...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was not a soccer person..is still not a soccer person..but still world cup shouldnt be missed.. although i dun understand nor do i like this game but it does create some excitement nevetherless..anyway who won the world cup perviously? brazil?  france?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;busy busy busy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tata&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6869330-115020888939296794?l=piggypigsypigs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869330/posts/default/115020888939296794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869330/posts/default/115020888939296794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piggypigsypigs.blogspot.com/2006/06/soccer-frenzy.html' title='SoCCer FreNzy'/><author><name>piggy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6869330.post-114896669237895263</id><published>2006-05-30T13:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-30T13:24:52.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'>INSTANT tots..</title><content type='html'>have u ever wondered how ur life would be w/o instant noodles? i juz realise it today...they r so impt to me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;u can say i m weird..but i m juz a lazy pig who wont go buy food n eat for myself..but u cant say that i duno how to take care of myself coz i still know how to cook instant noodles..oh welllz if u see it from another perspective i m juz a homely person who loves to stay at home..i rather wash the dishes then to spend a few more mins outside buying food..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and i hate to think of wad to eat..coz i m not a picky person..as long as its food i m okay..but i dun have a preference too..so how i wish that there is a food time table for me.. n whenever mummy called to say she not cooking i wil feel sad..coz if mummy cooks..i wont have to think of wad to eat coz mummy will decide what she wanna cook n i wil eat watever she cook although sometimes i wil complain that she everytime cook the same thing but i still ate it in the end wah what a long sentnece without any punctuation. DUH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in conclusion, y do we have to eat?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A rubbish entry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*_*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6869330-114896669237895263?l=piggypigsypigs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869330/posts/default/114896669237895263'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869330/posts/default/114896669237895263'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piggypigsypigs.blogspot.com/2006/05/instant-tots.html' title='INSTANT tots..'/><author><name>piggy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6869330.post-114813839101735091</id><published>2006-05-20T22:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-20T23:19:51.036+08:00</updated><title type='text'>college day</title><content type='html'>simple n straight forward entry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its college day today. dint really get to eat or play much. its so crowded. i dont like.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what i enjoyed most is the part where jul, kat n me was going ard sch looking for unused coupons on the floor.we act manage to find $12! can u imagine how so many pple juz throw money away? or is it that the place is so chaotic that pple juz lose their money? or is it that pple juz dun treat these coupons as real money so they dont even care whether they lost it or not?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but all thks to all these peeps, jul kat n me are able to get our nj bears wahaha. we juz chiped in $6 each n we got ourselves a $10 bear n one free $6 bear! hee! thats the happiest momnet today. wad a great sense of satisfaction. n jul fully display her hakka characteristic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;reach home n collapsed. slpt from 7 till now. i realise even though i dint stay in sch as long as usual. i juz hate crowded places. they give me headaches. i dun like human beings.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tired.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*_*&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6869330-114813839101735091?l=piggypigsypigs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869330/posts/default/114813839101735091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869330/posts/default/114813839101735091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piggypigsypigs.blogspot.com/2006/05/college-day.html' title='college day'/><author><name>piggy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6869330.post-114796288834746928</id><published>2006-05-18T22:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-18T22:34:48.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TeeHEEz</title><content type='html'>haha..realise i update alot nowadays..but its juz smth periodic i guess...:p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was on my way home thinking of wad to blog..yes..thats wad i do when i m on my way home from sch..i juz starts to day dream n think of things which will never happen..but i m happy juz thinking abt it..haha..sometimes it makes me so happy that i juz smile to myself on the bus/walking..its so embarassing can..................................... haha but thats me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalala..ponning sch..tiredz..................................................................................................................&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6869330-114796288834746928?l=piggypigsypigs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869330/posts/default/114796288834746928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869330/posts/default/114796288834746928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piggypigsypigs.blogspot.com/2006/05/teeheez.html' title='TeeHEEz'/><author><name>piggy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6869330.post-114787804584480807</id><published>2006-05-17T22:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-17T23:00:45.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PiSsEd...</title><content type='html'>wad do u mean by an act of defiance?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i understand the difficulty that u faced esp from the pressure u received from pple on top of u..but still i tot that u should show some understanding to us. u had my respect but u lost it now.well it doesnt matter to u&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how can u think that we r trying to b defiant by our act? so disappointed to hear that..u think too much..our reasons r simple.. i tot u know us..u had been with us for a yr..how can such peaceful creatures like us defy? defy against who? the sch or u? well we r too busy to even go n think of defying anything..we r past the stage of a teenager trying to be rebellious..we r matured adults..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;how well do u know me? i bet u know nothing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well this entry a bit abstract..but thats the purpose..should not be too detailed..for those hu understand gd for u..for those hu dont..well juz try to feel how i feel lolz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nitez~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;+_+&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6869330-114787804584480807?l=piggypigsypigs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869330/posts/default/114787804584480807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869330/posts/default/114787804584480807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piggypigsypigs.blogspot.com/2006/05/pissed.html' title='PiSsEd...'/><author><name>piggy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6869330.post-114778376562454914</id><published>2006-05-16T20:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-16T20:49:25.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'>JuZ wonDerIng...</title><content type='html'>woohoo..today got no training..get to come home early..wanted to pon maths lect but nobody to pon with me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway mummy was v unhappy with me..she is worried that i m too involved in track until i dint study..but seriously..at this pt in time i cant give up track..its only 2 mths..2 more mths n everything wil b over.. mummy juz bear with it kiez...TRUST ME...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe mummy find it pointless to scold me..instead she tried to pshyco me..she commented that my leg hair is v long n my build looks like a guy, i shd be a guy bla bla bla..mummy i know..i knew it long ago..hu knows my body best besides myself? but since wad's done is already done..n there is no turning back 4 me..so might as well i juz continue track..at least i m more man than some of the guys out there ( no sacarsm, juz a plain comment)  :p anyway i was wondering..will a guy feel inferior when a girl's leg hair is actually longer than his? or will they feel disgusted? turn off? haha.. but its something i cant control.. the hormone thingy n stuff.. i tot of shaving..but i worried that if i shave it will grow longer..n also once i shave i have to keep shaving consistently which is troublesome n a waste of time.. since it is not posing any problems to me yet i shall juz let them live a while longer.........................................................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wondering...does anybody read my entries? but hu cares..i song can liaoz... @_@&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s: muz drink more water..mummy n i r experincing constipation... sad sad..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(0_0)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6869330-114778376562454914?l=piggypigsypigs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869330/posts/default/114778376562454914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869330/posts/default/114778376562454914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piggypigsypigs.blogspot.com/2006/05/juz-wondering.html' title='JuZ wonDerIng...'/><author><name>piggy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6869330.post-114758211048239197</id><published>2006-05-14T12:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-14T12:48:30.493+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Bored...</title><content type='html'>i m home alone again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;watched the last epi of "xian jian qi xia zhuan" last night..v nice show..i cried..i like a nu n tang yu xiao bao!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was fixing my mouse just now..a button sorta went loose..i was meddling with it n i realise a small mouse actually contain a complicated structure..i mutilated it n nearly unable to piece them back..all my sisters r giving up on the mouse but only me..i think this reflect my stubborn character? no..shd put it in another way. i like challenges..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after an hour or so i finally fixed it! great sense of satisfaction..maybe i shd be a mecahnic when i grow up..i think i got the talent haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its sunday..i m stuck at home..dying to go shopping............................................................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6869330-114758211048239197?l=piggypigsypigs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869330/posts/default/114758211048239197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869330/posts/default/114758211048239197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piggypigsypigs.blogspot.com/2006/05/bored.html' title='Bored...'/><author><name>piggy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6869330.post-114749571672810648</id><published>2006-05-13T12:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-05-13T12:48:36.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'>As Always...</title><content type='html'>ytd went k with MY n spent a lot..burnt a hole in my wallet liao..heartache..somemore i still took taxi to rush for a dinner..mother's day dinner..its really a v sumptuous dinner..i think we r too extravagant :S  its not as if we r filthy rich but nvm..i m not the one paying..n mummy is happy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha as always every weekend i wil have a mahjong session..its so sinful to play..but i guess is part of human nature to gamble :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway i loast for the first round n i actually lost my temper..well nobody loves to lose..esp with my allowance at stake..anw i requested for another round n i actually won..won back what i lost n won more than expected..whereas my sis actually lost..lost for the first round n lost more for the second round..its her turn to lost her temper n on the other hand i felt so guilty..should't have suggested playing another round..i rather lose...anw the money won r unable to cover my expanses on my k n taxi fare haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw now my family r all out now..to play mahjong at my aunt's house..haha mahjong freaks..i shd go mug now! well i hope i can..lotz of work lotz of test.. jia you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;@_@&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6869330-114749571672810648?l=piggypigsypigs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869330/posts/default/114749571672810648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869330/posts/default/114749571672810648'/><link rel='alternate' 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tired..haha..anyway today's training is quite shiok..n i think i m blogging nonsense..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tata nitez everybody!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s: i hate to tie shoelace..they keep coming off..but i realise i can dont tie it! y the trouble wahahaha i m happy i realise it :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;X_X&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6869330-114736338546258182?l=piggypigsypigs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869330/posts/default/114736338546258182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869330/posts/default/114736338546258182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piggypigsypigs.blogspot.com/2006/05/oops.html' title='OoPs...'/><author><name>piggy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6869330.post-114528483562039705</id><published>2006-04-17T22:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-17T22:40:35.633+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BACK</title><content type='html'>it has been a long long long while..haha anyway i m back..was busy for the past few mths..hehe *sweeping dust away*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*cough/sniff* OooOO..hahaha anyway nth much to say..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;juz one impt announcement, my online store is up..although its not a v nice n excellent website but pls bear with it..its juz a temporary one.. looking for professionals who r willing to help me out with it at a reasonable price of course..so for those out there who r IT/web designing experts pls feel free to contact me thks.. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope that the stuffs are to ur liking..enjoy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tinklemagix.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;www.tinklemagix.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6869330-114528483562039705?l=piggypigsypigs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869330/posts/default/114528483562039705'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869330/posts/default/114528483562039705'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piggypigsypigs.blogspot.com/2006/04/back.html' title='BACK'/><author><name>piggy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6869330.post-114269488858734401</id><published>2006-03-18T23:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-18T23:15:44.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SiAnzZzz</title><content type='html'>had a terrible hols...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dint really study much..its alrdy sat..n yet i still feel so unprepared..i did alot of things which i m not suppose to during this hols..i feel so guilty..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i actually felt glad gging training during hols..its the only time i spent wisely..only time i felt that i gained something..besides that i think i m alrdy on my way to failure...sobz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i have the intention but i lack the drive..times have changed..n i have changed too......??? its so confusing..i know what is the consequence but i dint take any action to stop it..i continue to idle n i know i will be the one crying in the end..irony.....i hope it wil never have to come&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6869330-114269488858734401?l=piggypigsypigs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869330/posts/default/114269488858734401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869330/posts/default/114269488858734401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piggypigsypigs.blogspot.com/2006/03/sianzzzz.html' title='SiAnzZzz'/><author><name>piggy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6869330.post-114145427078432763</id><published>2006-03-04T14:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-03-04T14:37:50.806+08:00</updated><title type='text'>AAHhh!!!</title><content type='html'>i lost my water bottle! think i either left it at the grandstand or the track near the bb court..lost it for the second time..lost it once but manage to find it after 2-3 days..it juz suddenly appear b4 my eyes n i was so happy n i knew immediately that my bottle becuz i juz knew it haha any kind soul out there hu saw a lonely bottle standing on its own with any owner plz plz pick it up n return me..its fila one btw..although its a bit old yellowish n leak sometimes but it has been with me 4 quite some time...........................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosting by Photobucket" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y186/sano18/fila.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; anyway it looks smth like this bit taller one bigger one..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway was watching tv..n i realise that in these tv shows there always exist a triangle love situation..either 2 guys 1 girl or 2 girls 1 guy..either way its always sad.. sometimes pple will ask, if u n ur fren fall in love with the same person wad will u do? most of the time the ans is they will give up..they choose frenship over love..but i dun see the pt...hu cares whether u gave up or not..if that person don't like ur fren n likes u arent u hurting him/her? well if u choose to give up becuz u know him/her like ur fren den fair enuff..i juz feel that both of u shd be continue to be frenz n let that 1 girl/guy choose who he/she like..if i m in this situation n he likes my fren den i wish them happiness but if he likes me i will b happy n i know my fren will wish me happiness too coz thats frenship..but if my fren is unhappy about it then in the first place she is not a v gd fren then...scarli both of u he/she also dunt like n both of u will start laughing how silly it is........... anyway juz a thought while watching tv coz cant stand them dragging on n on ard the same issue&lt;div 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type='html'>was pmsing yest..n after me was angela..den juliet got pmsed by other pple...so everybody is pmsing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes when we girls pms we juz cant help it..we need an outlet to release our anger, frustration, sianzation ,pisszation bla for pms stands for &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;iss &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;adness &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;ian..i understand how gyus feel sometimes girls can be juz so ununderstandable..they can be nice for a while and difficult to get close to the next moment..but pls understand us n put urself into our shoes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we know our limits too..we shouldnt go overboard juz becuz we r pmsing..but than things juz get outta control becuz we cant control our hormones secretion.. so we r also in a dilemma..when we throw our temper we feel guilty too....................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but than we cant possibly contain our anger n kept it in..its bad for the health..we might run the risk of having internal injuries of some pyschological complications..so we need an outlet..it varies from person to person..some may feel better after crying..shouting..throwing stuffs..beating someone out.. for me its exercising..although i may hate training bt i definitely feel a sense of happiness n satisfaction..at the same time i gets too tired to get angry... well others may wan to try out my method too..wad form of exercise is up to u to choose as long as its enuogh to make u feel tired....hmmmmm.........a bit misleading here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all in all...i think my period is coming :S&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6869330-114126515251810474?l=piggypigsypigs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869330/posts/default/114126515251810474'/><link 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juz cant stand the sight of u slacking..she juz keep on blabbering abt the loads of housework supposed to be done n even made a list of "what to do" 4 u that day..well even when i m studying she will juz call upon me to help her n yet she expect me to do well in sch..&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;REDICULOUS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;every morning i wake up n she starts listing them for me not once not twice but n times..ting ah vacuum the floor..ting ah keep ur bed..ting ah help me mop floor today the floor is so sticky..ting ah help me keep clothes..ting ah help me fold clothes..ting ah ting ah ting ah...................................&lt;br /&gt;i m so scared of hearing my name now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i m gging crazy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i self proclaim that i had always been a v gd nice filial girl..most of the time i help her whenever i could..but sometimes when i m too tired i will juz excuse myself from all these extra work..today i tried excusing myself too from folding the pile of clothes because firstly, i m lousy at it..n whenever i fold a piece of clothing she will pick up tat same clothing n fold again so might as well let her fold all lo y go through the trouble of folding it twice 2ndly, both my sis r also at home why cant she ask them to do it 3rdly, i prmoise her i will vacuum the floor later..but she juz buay song n keep scolding n cursing us..n i m deeply hurt by that..stop calling me names MUM! i m ur daughter n i dun treat u like my maid okay..if u wanna be one i wont stop u but first of all maids dun complain n they nv ask their master to do hsework&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i went to my room but the more i tot abt it the more angry i get..so eventually i went out n reason with her..but i realise its a big mistake..no pt reasoning with a person who is unreasonable............................. (..') well i personally feel that it a natural thing for mothers to do hsework although nobody or even god has set tat mindset but i believe every mum do housework..well at least some mum went out to work so as their child i think its reasonable for us to help them esp when they r so tired after work..BUT my mum is a HOUSEwife..arent she suppose to do HOUSEwork since she is staying at home most of the time? somemore she got the time in the whole world to do them so i c no pt in y she needs help..n the most terrible thing is she dun cook everyday..she dun cook on weekends she dun cook on some weekdays too like thurs or fri..maybe the most tiring thing is wasing clothes? but we got a huge washing machine n she could juz dump everything in..wel but some clothes have to be handwashed..n looking after my bro could be tiring too but most of the time she juz dun bother abt him unless my bro bothers her..besides that i cant think of anything which could make her tired&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know i shouldnt compare my mum with other mums..but its hard not to compare..sometimes i feel that she is not a responsible mum..ever since we r young she nv bring me to sch(except 4 nurery n k1 k2) she nv make lunch boxes..she nv make breakfast..she nv teach me homework..she nv pack my bag with me..she nv fetch me from sch..she nv ask me hows sch..she nv support me in competition b4...she nv c me compete b4..she nv say jia you to me when i gging to compete..she nv wakes me up for sch..n she nv did alot of things which other mtohers do&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think she is v v fortunate to have 3 daughters like us..we r so independent..we nv do stuff which worries her..we dint go astray..our academic is okay even though she dint contribute much besdies paying 4 the fees..we r understanding..most improtantly we love her..but she dun appreciate but take it 4 granted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i shall be nice n forgive her since she is not educated n her childhood is filled with housework too..my grandmother was v strict with her when she is young..she dun have the chance to go to sch..among her siblings my mum is the first to come to society to work at the age of 16..she travels from malaysia to singapore to work all on her own n finally married my dad at the age of 19/20..however i dun agree that she should impose her mum's methodology(got such word?) on us..we r of totally different generation..i cant accept it n i tink its v wrong&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however as i write this post my anger had alrdy dissipitated into nothingness..i tink i shall juz accept it n manage my time well b/w my sch work, track n last but not least the tons of housework which is so impt to my mum&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6869330-114093546416364447?l=piggypigsypigs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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hanging out with the gerz..without them sch will be so dreadful..if someone were to ask me hows my life(which alot asked) i would definitely say busy but m happy n contented...talked alot with them today..laughs n cries..its amazing how communication actually brings pple closer..small talks like this actually had brought the few of us closer together n made us understand more of each other(although the "small" talk lasted like 2-3hrs)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think life is juz like a drama which anything can happen..different pple have different experiences..they walk the path they had chosen but their choice may not be the same as another..so the difference in character also plays a part in the story of life...these stories had actually crafted different separate individuals like u n me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw thats juz my thoughts..u may or maynot agree with me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and also i m tired..pang san liao nitez................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O(@_@)O&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6869330-114088328031356095?l=piggypigsypigs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869330/posts/default/114088328031356095'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869330/posts/default/114088328031356095'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piggypigsypigs.blogspot.com/2006/02/happy-bday-julz.html' title='HapPy BdAy JuLz'/><author><name>piggy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6869330.post-114078607292599335</id><published>2006-02-24T20:37:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-24T22:02:12.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LoUsy POK!</title><content type='html'>argh!!! i think i m done for..had time trial today n it sucks..i wont buy myself any excuse or explanation..i m lousy n tats it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;almost cried out n the coach niao me even though he dun intend to..he is juz making a casual comment but it shatters my heart into pieces.........................plang..............n more plangs followed..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really dont know whats happening..its not that i dint train hard..i put effort in it..coach says i m okay n doing well but y m i still lagging behind? i hate it..i wan that feeling back...the light weight of me when i m sprinting 4 yrs back..i know it sounds silly but to me track is all abt feelings...i feel my jumps i feel my run..i dun feel good that day everything juz cock up like they always do nowadays.. i think i m FAT...but the prob is my weight juz stay stagnant down there no matter how much i train...i feel so heavy n when i jump..my projectile motion had become linear motion...my running frequency had dropped to ??x10^-n hz.......i feel resistance of infinite newtons against me...my legs r like immersed in water when i run with resistance of F=Arnv...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enough abt physics which is the shittiest subj i m at...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next, the worst thing is i m already yr 2.....it will be my last yr representing njc n worst my last yr of nats..i had been going home with disappointment every yr..no encouragement or comfort is going to get me through now..for the 1 st yr i told myself there is always next yr..for the 2nd yr: next yr will be a better yr..for the 3rd yr: i will train harder for next yr..for the 4th yr i: maybe nxt yr i may have more chance..for the 5th yr: nxt yr come on i can do it... 6th yr: there is no more nxt yr to come...................................................................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOUSY POK................................turned to stone..................................................................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after having dinner had a bath n after toking to my senior i realised i had been too negative.. i had been posting my complains n blabbering abt stuffs which makes my blog stuffy..which is BAD...i wan u all to have a nice memory of nice place..lolz..anyway i felt betta now..i feel glad that at least my coach (the other one not the mentioned above) know how i m feeling..its as if he can read everything from my face..he looked at me n tell me dun take it to heart its ok..well at that pt of time i really cried abit..haha.. but i rubbed it off quickly..n thks angela for duno how to console me but juz keep on saying jia you..yes i know i will jia you...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;whee!!whhooo waaaahhhh hahahaha tml going julz hse mahjong! celebrate julz bday! wad a sudden change of mood..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway my feet is so stinky...so smelly eeekk..i can smell it when sitting x-legged which i m now..OMG......its super duper stinky aaaaaaahhhhhh....cant take it anymore *faints*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(edited)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6869330-114078607292599335?l=piggypigsypigs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869330/posts/default/114078607292599335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869330/posts/default/114078607292599335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piggypigsypigs.blogspot.com/2006/02/lousy-pok.html' title='LoUsy POK!'/><author><name>piggy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6869330.post-114052192800626714</id><published>2006-02-21T19:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-21T19:38:48.020+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ColOurS</title><content type='html'>had been feeling down past few weeks..the work load is getting heavier in fact too heavy for me to even breathe...SPA tests n comming common tests argh!!!! during the process i learnt that we students also possess the typical behaviour of singaporeans..kiasu...usually the stress we feel are juz something we created on our own due to our own desire and competition ard us..so i can only juz blame myself for it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tiredness never left me..i might look hyper n high but the shadow of tiredness shows almost immediate the next moment..something unaviodable..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway had maths test today..haha my stomach was growling throughout the 50 mins lect test..so loud that i irritated my fren during the course of the test hahaha...sry&lt;br /&gt;hmm had road run last fri..manage to excuse myself by being the timekeeper.. :p got suan by my frenz for being a slacker.. went our with track team after tat to fish n co n watched a movie pink panther..is a funny silly lame dumb bla bla bla movie..throughout the whole show i was anticipating the appearance of the pink panther..will it be in the form of an anime? or will it be someone wearing a pink panther costume over? super interested in how the movie is going to deliver this char but disappointment wash over me when the credits starts flashing after the end of the movie..no signs of pink panther nth juz a big big jewel named pink panther..n how is it going to link with the pink panther i always know..u know the PINK PANTHER!! i wan PINK PANTHER not a big pink jewel...anyway for those who r in a state of confusion now u may wan to go watch the show..haha..if u have nth betta to do n wan a laugh its quite a gd show..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;last but not least..for those who r stressing out out there be clam stay cool n tc!  jia you! fighting!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o(X_X)o&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6869330-114052192800626714?l=piggypigsypigs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869330/posts/default/114052192800626714'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869330/posts/default/114052192800626714'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piggypigsypigs.blogspot.com/2006/02/colours.html' title='ColOurS'/><author><name>piggy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6869330.post-113991943110570209</id><published>2006-02-14T20:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-14T20:17:11.126+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy valentines day</title><content type='html'>HAPPY &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;VALENTINES&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; DAY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope u pple out there will spend the day with ur loved ones and received lotsa choc..hee..&lt;br /&gt;:D Sweet~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;take care peeps!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3613/394/1600/heart_800.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3613/394/400/heart_800.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;heart of stone..nice pic i found on the net..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6869330-113991943110570209?l=piggypigsypigs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869330/posts/default/113991943110570209'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869330/posts/default/113991943110570209'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piggypigsypigs.blogspot.com/2006/02/happy-valentines-day.html' title='happy valentines day'/><author><name>piggy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6869330.post-113904708882396812</id><published>2006-02-04T17:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-02-04T17:58:08.886+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SiCk.......</title><content type='html'>woo hoo..happy cny! haha though its a bit late...today is already 7th day of cny which is ren ri (human day) the birthday of everyone :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had been down with fever these past few days..had a terrible week and lots of hw not done...was lying on the bed for the whole day..feel so sleepy n heavy... *faint* &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway first time i went to a doc when i m sick...went to the doc when i was v v v young with my mum..ever since after tat nv went to c doc again..always manage to get well after one or two days of sleep n cups of liang teh but this time its different... because of bird flu i muz  get a verification..n of coz i got my MC for the first time!! nv got mc b4 n was so excited haha.. though ms chee dun intend to collect it from me in the first place anyway but i pushed it to her with glittering eyes... "my MC...." hee...siaoz...haha &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alamak had not been training for a week or so...feel so weak...sob..n guilty..hope coach wont miss me too much :p &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o(X~X)o sick.........&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6869330-113904708882396812?l=piggypigsypigs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869330/posts/default/113904708882396812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869330/posts/default/113904708882396812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piggypigsypigs.blogspot.com/2006/02/sick.html' title='SiCk.......'/><author><name>piggy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6869330.post-113749433128709544</id><published>2006-01-17T18:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-17T18:38:51.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PMSing</title><content type='html'>recently keep doing stuffs that will make myself embarrassed n stuffs that happened to me which made me reach breaking point...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) i loss my uniform after one training n was so worried that i cried..after which somebody actually found it n returned to me..Argh.. relieved but still dont get it how my uniform go missing in the first place&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) made a fool of myself on the bus ..erm i shall not say more&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) being stranded at the back of LT 5 during maths lecture becoz i duno where my frenz r..this is real stupid man..i went to toilet n my frenz changed seats..WTH..lecture started and i dare not go looking for my frenz coz it will be so AA..den i sat alone behind without notes NTH juz stone n listen..den lecturer was walking ard the LT n saw me..she tot i was sick at first but later i told her i was lost (..') she was kind to help me to get back to my seat though but i rather she dun notice me in the first place....i was quite pissed that my frenz changed seat n how m i going to search for them in the LT by juz looking at the backs of so many NJians..wad i see is only a sea of grey n black heads bobbing up n down..while stoning i was cursing my frenz so badly inside but when i saw them i juz couldnt say anything...not entirely their fault but i still dun feel good..nearly cried..tears brimming..i felt so lost n worried n scared..well apparently they dint really spend the effort to look for me n they cant too..since lecture is on..but after the whole incident i juz felt so STUPID n SILLY...feel so DOWN DOWN DOWN...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i realise i have a v low EQ..i cant really control my emotions well n i cry alot..sometimes these incidents may look silly n insignificant but i juz couldnt take it easy like wad others did..n crying is my way of releasing my emotions..i feel good n refreshed after tat...but at the same time crying is a v extreme emotion which pple seldom display thats y whenever i cried pple ard me juz got helpless..... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still PMSing~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O(@-@)o&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6869330-113749433128709544?l=piggypigsypigs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869330/posts/default/113749433128709544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869330/posts/default/113749433128709544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piggypigsypigs.blogspot.com/2006/01/pmsing.html' title='PMSing'/><author><name>piggy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6869330.post-113732557893060855</id><published>2006-01-15T18:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-15T19:46:18.986+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mY BiRth~REBORN</title><content type='html'>hehe had mybday celebration ytd...a lot pple had wished me happy bdae..&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;happy happy&lt;/span&gt;..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had bbq ytd..lucky dint rain..so scared that it will rain! den so stressed up through the week..&lt;br /&gt;i wanna thk my family (esp my mum) for helping me out by cooking lotsa stuff n my frenz who turned up... i m lousy with my words so i shall put pics to elaborate more on wad happened&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3613/394/1600/PICT0210.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3613/394/200/PICT0210.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; on our way to bbq! wad r the 2 fellows behind ? n mummy looks tired...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3613/394/1600/PICT0213.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3613/394/320/PICT0213.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; found a rooster in the carpark!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3613/394/1600/PICT0220.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3613/394/200/PICT0220.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;beautiful beach&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3613/394/1600/PICT0239.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3613/394/320/PICT0239.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;me mummy aunt n 2 little fellows&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3613/394/1600/PICT0228.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3613/394/200/PICT0228.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; let's dig in!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3613/394/1600/PICT0261.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3613/394/200/PICT0261.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; our bbq pit...supposed to b 40 but there got too many red ants.. :S&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3613/394/1600/PICT0233.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3613/394/200/PICT0233.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;yea food! my sis bfs..he he providing their service..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3613/394/1600/PICT0241.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3613/394/200/PICT0241.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; yea me n my frenz! thks 4 coming&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3613/394/1600/PICT0244.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3613/394/320/PICT0244.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; martin is enjoying himself while waiting for julz to climb up haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3613/394/1600/PICT0246.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3613/394/320/PICT0246.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; sitting on the breakwaters..joanna looks like she is enjoying the wind..Zzzz n the 2 guys behind bo chap us..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3613/394/1600/PICT0252.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3613/394/200/PICT0252.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;haha we got our formation ok now..but sc's butt...ermmzz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3613/394/1600/PICT0264.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3613/394/200/PICT0264.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; yea cake time..cake from NYDC..super nice..called choc addiction..really addicted to it..yummy..but den i dun get to blow the candes off..my bro la.......sob..hope my bday wish comes true..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy happy happy lalala&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6869330-113732557893060855?l=piggypigsypigs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869330/posts/default/113732557893060855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869330/posts/default/113732557893060855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piggypigsypigs.blogspot.com/2006/01/my-birthreborn.html' title='mY BiRth~REBORN'/><author><name>piggy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6869330.post-113656577673633299</id><published>2006-01-07T00:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-01-07T00:42:56.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'>EnD of WEEK 1</title><content type='html'>sch had restarted one week ago..it feels good to go back n meet my frenz again BUT i dun feel that i had any hols..i feel as if i m in Nj all along..all thethings r still the same..nth new except that i m j2 but keep calling myself j1 and writing the date as XX/XX/05 (..') but it had been a tiring week...lack of slp..lotz of work..boring lects..track trainings....my routine is back....AHHHH....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it has only been one week..n i dieded...so tiring..probably still not adapted but i wonder if i can last through the year..lotz of commitements that have to b made... studies cca bla bla bla... i might go crazy someday..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went sushi buffet to celebrate cindy's bday.. wah alot of pple's bday in jan...including me hehehz.. but probably like what my fren said.. ur bday is juz another ordinary day..for me its on a saturday :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all becuz of this sushi buffet..had stitch(duno how to spell) during training..i think i m quite strong by not getting appendicitis (duno how to spell) siao liao..gp sure fail..but training definitely dint went well..first is stitch followed by leg cramp den stomach cramp ..i feel weak.. i wanna be strong...but i dun wan carrot legs~~ WAHHH...i hope that i can turn back time............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3613/394/1600/DSC00047.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3613/394/200/DSC00047.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; pic grabbed from cindy's blog&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dieded 0(x-x)o&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6869330-113656577673633299?l=piggypigsypigs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869330/posts/default/113656577673633299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869330/posts/default/113656577673633299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piggypigsypigs.blogspot.com/2006/01/end-of-week-1.html' title='EnD of WEEK 1'/><author><name>piggy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6869330.post-113586908925884533</id><published>2005-12-29T23:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-29T23:11:29.266+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Black big toe</title><content type='html'>yea...my black toe nail dropped finally...got it after promos during games day..my blue black toe... haha i actually pluck the nail out since its already wobbling abt on the toe..tee heez...but duno y got one layer of black black thing on the underside of the nail...dried blood? or dirt accumulated for the past few months?? hmm.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3613/394/1600/DSC02134.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3613/394/200/DSC02134.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; new toe nail&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3613/394/1600/DSC02131.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3613/394/200/DSC02131.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;black toe nail&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6869330-113586908925884533?l=piggypigsypigs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869330/posts/default/113586908925884533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869330/posts/default/113586908925884533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piggypigsypigs.blogspot.com/2005/12/black-big-toe.html' title='Black big toe'/><author><name>piggy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6869330.post-113565890270658262</id><published>2005-12-27T12:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-27T13:24:19.726+08:00</updated><title type='text'>TrIp to GenTing~</title><content type='html'>here r some phtots from my trip..plz read it starting from the bottom hahaz~enjoy...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3613/394/1600/DSC02112.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3613/394/200/DSC02112.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;towards the end..worn out&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3613/394/1600/DSC02069.4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3613/394/200/DSC02069.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k got it this time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3613/394/1600/DSC02068.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3613/394/200/DSC02068.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oops ran too slow...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3613/394/200/DSC02035.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;weather foggy and cold~ PSI: infinity ;p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3613/394/1600/DSC02075.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3613/394/200/DSC02075.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dinner..steamboat~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3613/394/1600/DSC02011.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3613/394/200/DSC02011.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lunch..reg pizza hawaian chicken at only 21 RM! CHEAP!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3613/394/1600/DSC02002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3613/394/320/DSC02002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and merry go round too~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3613/394/1600/DSC02054.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3613/394/320/DSC02054.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no more cars..play ferris wheel~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3613/394/1600/DSC02032.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3613/394/200/DSC02032.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ride broken down becuz of my bro =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3613/394/1600/DSC02005.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3613/394/200/DSC02005.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bro's fav ride..think he played at laeast 10 times&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3613/394/1600/DSC02013.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3613/394/200/DSC02013.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;view from our room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3613/394/1600/DSC02040.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3613/394/200/DSC02040.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;glimpse of the oudoor theme park..dint get to play :'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3613/394/1600/DSC02103.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3613/394/320/DSC02103.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;our accomodation..First World Hotel..room v small..not recommended&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6869330-113565890270658262?l=piggypigsypigs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869330/posts/default/113565890270658262'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869330/posts/default/113565890270658262'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piggypigsypigs.blogspot.com/2005/12/trip-to-genting.html' title='TrIp to GenTing~'/><author><name>piggy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6869330.post-113535313803564486</id><published>2005-12-23T23:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-23T23:52:18.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MeRRy Xmas!</title><content type='html'>dearest all..beloved frenz of mine~ i wanna wish u all a &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;M&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;R&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;Y &lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;X&lt;/span&gt;'M&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;! i really love u all~ muackz!!! hope u all will have a great yr ahead!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really think that i m a v lucky person...i got frenz ard me who really cared alot for me..i m a lousy fren..someone who wont take the initiative to contact my peers coz i m too lazy haha..but yet my frenz contacted me which took me by surprise haha :p thanks for understanding me and not blaming me for the lack of care i had shown..but trust me i have not forgotten u all as u have carfted the best of my memories..&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;LUV&lt;/span&gt; u all... SOBZ........ take care my frenz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;always wanted to come n blog my thoughts..alot of times i log on n off without an entry....again i m juz lazy...alot of things i juz forgot the next moment which i regretted not jotting it down...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes he is so near to u..but yet he seems so far~ but dun b sad...coz if u r destinied to meet u will meet him somehow.. :D so glad that we r still frens! though its not the same as before..but still.. THANKS :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LALALA i m &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;HAPPY &lt;/span&gt;:D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6869330-113535313803564486?l=piggypigsypigs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869330/posts/default/113535313803564486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869330/posts/default/113535313803564486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piggypigsypigs.blogspot.com/2005/12/merry-xmas.html' title='MeRRy Xmas!'/><author><name>piggy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6869330.post-113420675738610852</id><published>2005-12-10T17:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-10T17:25:57.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'>4E1 gathering</title><content type='html'>Dearest 4e1ers,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there will be a gathering, a very rare chance for us to gather.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this prosperous day will be on &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;17/12/2005&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;this coming saturday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pls meet &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6.30pm&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; at &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ffff;"&gt;ugis mrt station&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. we will b having dinner, steamboat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;price will be &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;12-15 bucks&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; per head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dresscode : casual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope to c all of u there! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S: pls spread this msg to all the 4e1 peeps!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6869330-113420675738610852?l=piggypigsypigs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869330/posts/default/113420675738610852'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869330/posts/default/113420675738610852'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piggypigsypigs.blogspot.com/2005/12/4e1-gathering.html' title='4E1 gathering'/><author><name>piggy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6869330.post-113353464491135467</id><published>2005-12-02T22:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-12-02T22:44:04.936+08:00</updated><title type='text'>aeroplane flyers~</title><content type='html'>if u wan to go den go..&lt;br /&gt;if u dun wan to go say so..&lt;br /&gt;if u cant make it pls inform early..&lt;br /&gt;if u forgot abt it say sry..&lt;br /&gt;if u no money start saving..&lt;br /&gt;if u r working ask for a leave!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dun give excuses to make urself feel better..&lt;br /&gt;u had let ur frenz down which u think it wont matter...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6869330-113353464491135467?l=piggypigsypigs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869330/posts/default/113353464491135467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869330/posts/default/113353464491135467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piggypigsypigs.blogspot.com/2005/12/aeroplane-flyers.html' title='aeroplane flyers~'/><author><name>piggy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6869330.post-113275035170855667</id><published>2005-11-23T20:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-23T20:52:31.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CHAO DA</title><content type='html'>went kayaking course during the weekend with bao2..i passed! yea! i got one star cert now hahaha...although its difficult to fail...unless u r really lousy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we had fun learning the different strokes but the most annoying part is to learn the capsize drill..a bit stupid la..we have to make ourselves capsize in the middle of the river n shout for help.. (..') although we had fun but after the 2 days course i had aches all over my body and last but not least i got chao da (burnt in hokkien) it was damn bad after the first day..we dint put any sunblock or whatsoever as protection..we juz jump into the boats with a heart of passion..this is the first time i got so red..glowing even in the dark..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the first day i look like a cherry. on the second day i look like a char siew(roasted pork) n for the rest of the days i become charcoal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3613/394/1600/edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3613/394/320/edited.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;at first i tot it was quite fun going around in red..but after a few days i realise its not that fun anymore..my face starts to peel and shred..den now my arms..my skin is dry n crumpled!! AHHHH!!!!! sounds like a witch..and my hands juz cant stop peeling those dry skin off..and now patches of dark red, black and white... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me, being a so nice person having a heart of gold, despite of my ugliness i still go for CIP on the second day. (actually i went quite unwillingly..hahaz) went to collect old newspapers. old clothes etc etc with the canoists and some other pple from NJ..the most enjoyable part was tying bundles of newspaper..i started by tying small piles..but by the end of the day woohoo i can tie BIG BIG piles! yea! haha..i can be a karang guni assistant ;) its quite a nice exp :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o(@_@)o&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6869330-113275035170855667?l=piggypigsypigs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869330/posts/default/113275035170855667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869330/posts/default/113275035170855667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piggypigsypigs.blogspot.com/2005/11/chao-da.html' title='CHAO DA'/><author><name>piggy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6869330.post-113172857530324796</id><published>2005-11-12T00:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-12T01:02:55.356+08:00</updated><title type='text'>JINXED (part 2)</title><content type='html'>people..i hope u all had remebered i had one entry on how jined i m..well i think i m really jinxed...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ever since i joined NJ track..nth had really comes smooth..i still remb on the very first day of training i broke a hurdle...and next few days after that i broke a bench...well i tot thats all becuz after that i dint destroy much of the other properties again...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today however..we r having a sorta relay thingy..n when this guy is trying to pass to me..at first everything went smoothly n i got the baton but suddenly i c him falling..i can feel his weight on me but i continue running anyway..i regretted running away and i think i could have help him up in time to avoid this tragedy..i cared too much abt winning i suppose..if such things ever happen again i still duno what i shd do..give up or help out? in the end i realise he is hurt..now i dint spoil anything but cause somebody to be hurt? well i duno whether i did put it the right way...but i hope he will recover soon!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also, today i tried for the first time crawling under a gate... i feel like a worm..weird..but safer then jumping from above definitely..climbing n crawling under gates is juz the way of life in Nj..exciting..but tiring as well..coz whenever they repairedthe barb wires..u have to find alternatives or destroy them again..n the sch is smart by fencing up the area where these gates we normally climb r situated! evil! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MOODY o(XX)o&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6869330-113172857530324796?l=piggypigsypigs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869330/posts/default/113172857530324796'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869330/posts/default/113172857530324796'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piggypigsypigs.blogspot.com/2005/11/jinxed-part-2.html' title='JINXED (part 2)'/><author><name>piggy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6869330.post-113136735929023259</id><published>2005-11-07T20:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-11-07T20:42:40.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HoLidays</title><content type='html'>yeah had my final op exam today..PW had finally come to an end!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was v nervous for op..dint slp well the previous night..reached home n collapsed..slpt all the way...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;through pw i learnt to work with different pple and handle people too..haha..its tough working with pple and to coordinate with them..sounds like InR haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;no matter what...pw will definitely be part of my jc memory..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a lot of stuff i wanna post but when i was abt to write my mind juz went blank..haiz..let me recall the nxt time..if i can remember...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6869330-113136735929023259?l=piggypigsypigs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869330/posts/default/113136735929023259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869330/posts/default/113136735929023259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piggypigsypigs.blogspot.com/2005/11/holidays.html' title='HoLidays'/><author><name>piggy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6869330.post-113059653957640115</id><published>2005-10-29T22:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-29T22:35:39.586+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ReStless...</title><content type='html'>today is a rather sleepy day.. woke up n slp again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mum said i look as if i m on drugs..juz like the guy on my blog..hahaz..well i m tired really tired..n i keep waking up n going back to slp again n again..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;restart mapling at bootes..those who r at bootes too can add me piggsy..aquila is guiz..hope to see more maplers..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tired...gonna slp now..&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6869330-113059653957640115?l=piggypigsypigs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869330/posts/default/113059653957640115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869330/posts/default/113059653957640115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piggypigsypigs.blogspot.com/2005/10/restless.html' title='ReStless...'/><author><name>piggy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6869330.post-112981490945978332</id><published>2005-10-20T21:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-10-20T21:28:29.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Revamped</title><content type='html'>yea!! smth new! tired of pigs..realised guys alway call their gf piggy..eek..no originality..dislike pigs now..haha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had been too busy with pw..it's a stupid and useless sub..waste my time..forgot how many sleepless nights i had..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now left with op..last hurdle to cross..i hate presentations..i hate to speak in front of pple..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm..a lot of things happened..but no point blogging my life..so boring.. i'll try to blog interesting stuffs next time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o(..||)o&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6869330-112981490945978332?l=piggypigsypigs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869330/posts/default/112981490945978332'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869330/posts/default/112981490945978332'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piggypigsypigs.blogspot.com/2005/10/revamped.html' title='Revamped'/><author><name>piggy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6869330.post-112583547438205820</id><published>2005-09-04T19:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-09-04T20:04:34.386+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ViSit~</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3613/394/1600/DSC01892.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3613/394/320/DSC01892.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3613/394/1600/DSC01891.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/3613/394/320/DSC01891.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went to m teacher's hse today to visit him..well besides that its to celebrate my senior wx going into NS wahaha...we know he dun wan ns but too bad he is a guy..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm..we had dinner at his house and the guys juz keep on talking about ns..we girls can never understand..its quite bored actually and there is gender segregation..the guys dint talk to the girls the girls also nvr attempt to talk to the guys..well some greetings are exchanged like "hello" "hows school" bla bla... basic courtesy................. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i played with my teacher's kids..4 girls..but the youngest one is still a baby so basically only 3 are playable..haha...i realise they love buttocks.. (*_*||) well i m throughly molested by them..THROUGHLY......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha anyway i dun tink i will dare to go again hahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o('(00)')o&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6869330-112583547438205820?l=piggypigsypigs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869330/posts/default/112583547438205820'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869330/posts/default/112583547438205820'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piggypigsypigs.blogspot.com/2005/09/visit.html' title='ViSit~'/><author><name>piggy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6869330.post-112497739919692654</id><published>2005-08-25T21:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-25T21:43:19.203+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tap tab tap</title><content type='html'>wwAAhhhHHH....my heart numb liaoz...nah..nono...not because i met my prince charming...how nice if i really met one haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my sept hols r gone..well my sept hols = no hols la..have to go back to sch almost everyday...today during pract went through mock pract..teacher say those who r weak muz go for make up spa during sept hols..those who got 7-8 no need..i tot i can escape from it but.............. tap tab tap (martin teach one)i got 6 wad....only 1 pt away mah...the most tapping thing is that almost the whole class got 7/8 except two...........................(thunder* lightning*****) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WAHHHHHHHH.......................my heart numb liaoz..........................piang*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yesterday's training i learnt something new..i learnt that cartwheel is not cartwheel but cartwheel Xp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o(X(00)X)o&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6869330-112497739919692654?l=piggypigsypigs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869330/posts/default/112497739919692654'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869330/posts/default/112497739919692654'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piggypigsypigs.blogspot.com/2005/08/tap-tab-tap.html' title='tap tab tap'/><author><name>piggy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6869330.post-112445933359256967</id><published>2005-08-19T21:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-08-19T21:48:53.650+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SiAo ChA BO~</title><content type='html'>recently i think i m a bit off...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes things don't go the way u want them to.. but its not their fault not my fault not ur fault n nobody's fault..its juz the way things r..the situation n circumstances u r in..the things u have to face...bla bla bla all these shit came together n i can see a dark ball of fire growing inside me..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i reached home i flared up..its surprising how my mum can still tolerate my ap..she juz accept anything that i threw on her..my unhappinees my frustration..i found out that she got more patience than she had.. my bro did a gd job in training that..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now i see things in a v pessimistic(?) way...i m lousy..i m weak..i m a loner..i m stupid..i cant do this..i cant do that...i lost the confidence that i used to have.. i m scared that i will change..into wad i not sure n i wunt know..it will be the pple around me who will notice it first i suppose...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AAAHhhhhhhhhhHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!! SAVE ME! HELP ME! !!!! SOMEBODY ANYBODY!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o(_(00)_)o (DIEDED)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6869330-112445933359256967?l=piggypigsypigs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869330/posts/default/112445933359256967'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869330/posts/default/112445933359256967'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piggypigsypigs.blogspot.com/2005/08/siao-cha-bo.html' title='SiAo ChA BO~'/><author><name>piggy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6869330.post-112220722537098153</id><published>2005-07-24T19:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-24T20:13:45.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'>AnGry..JeAlouSy?</title><content type='html'>ARGH!! i hate him..i hate him!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sometimes i pity him..he looks lonely..i wanted to accompany him but wad he did irks me..i feel sorry for him that his childhood is a boring one..his siblings are all too busy for him..i feel sad for him..i tried to be nice to him but what i got in return is more hatred for him..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the sight of him spoils my day..he irritates me..i dun tink he is an ordinary kid..he doesnt speak like one..he doesnt behave like one..he is not afraid of my mum like how we used to..he acts as if he is in charge of my mum's life..even my mum have to listen n obey to wad he says while we r so intimidated by my mum when we r young..where had her power gone to??? i guess age is getting onto her..she cant handle him as well as how she handled us in the past..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;he got wadeva he wanted..juz a few whinings n worst come to worst screaming n crying in the departmental store..he got stuffs he dont need(but what i need n cant afford!)..he is selfish n doesnt share his stuff..he calls me by my name..he hits me when he is unhappy with me..he enjoys having what i have..he enjoys fighting with me.. he wants to eat when i m eating..he wants tv when i m watching..HELL......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my life is HELL with him!!!!i dun understand y pple(ousiders) think he is cute..he is a DEVIL..cant u all see?? all of u r cheated by his fake appearance.. i muz have done smth wrong in my previous life that i had to have such a brother...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;may the force be with me..............................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o(-(00)-)o.....(sobz)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6869330-112220722537098153?l=piggypigsypigs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869330/posts/default/112220722537098153'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869330/posts/default/112220722537098153'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piggypigsypigs.blogspot.com/2005/07/angryjealousy.html' title='AnGry..JeAlouSy?'/><author><name>piggy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6869330.post-112195865049367060</id><published>2005-07-21T23:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-21T23:10:50.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'>AhHhHHH!!!</title><content type='html'>haha did some personality tests..after doing it i feel that maybe i m a guy....... :'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width=400 align=center border=1 bordercolor=black cellspacing=0 cellpadding=2&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=#66CCFF align=center&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font face="Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif" style='color:black; font-size: 14pt;'&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Your Brain is 53.33% Female, 46.67% Male&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor=#FFFFFF&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font color="#000000"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your brain is a healthy mix of male and female&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are both sensitive and savvy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rational and reasonable, you tend to keep level headed&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But you also tend to wear your heart on your sleeve&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/genderbrainquiz/"&gt;What Gender Is Your Brain?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="font-family: serif; color: black; font-size: 11pt;" width="350" align=center border=0 cellspacing=0 cellpadding=5&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" bgcolor="#CCE6FF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3 style="margin: 0; border: 0;"&gt;Your #1 Match: ISFJ&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#E5F3FF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Nurturer&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You have a strong need to belong, and you very loyal.&lt;br /&gt;A good listener, you excell at helping others in practical ways.&lt;br /&gt;In your spare time, you enjoy engaging your senses through art, cooking, and music.&lt;br /&gt;You find it easy to be devoted to one person, who you do special things for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You would make a good interior designer, chef, or child psychologist.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" bgcolor="#FFCCCD"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3 style="margin: 0; border: 0;"&gt;Your #2 Match: ISFP&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFE5E6"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Artist&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are a gifted artist or musician (though your talents may be dormant right now).&lt;br /&gt;You enjoy spending your free time in nature, and you are good with animals and children.&lt;br /&gt;Simply put, you enjoy bueaty in all its forms and live for the simple pleasures in life.&lt;br /&gt;Gentle, sensitive, and compassionate - you are good at recognizing people's unspoken needs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You would make a good veterinarian, pediatrician, or composer.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" bgcolor="#FFFECC"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3 style="margin: 0; border: 0;"&gt;Your #3 Match: ISTJ&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFEE5"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Duty Fulfiller&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are responsible, reliable, and hardworking - you get the job done.&lt;br /&gt;You prefer productive hobbies, like woodworking or knittings.&lt;br /&gt;Quiet and serious, you are well prepared for whatever life hands you.&lt;br /&gt;Conservative and down-to-earth, you hardly ever do anything crazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You would make a great business executive, accountant, or lawyer.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" bgcolor="#CCE6FF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3 style="margin: 0; border: 0;"&gt;Your #4 Match: ISTP&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#E5F3FF"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Mechanic&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You are calm and collected, even in the most difficult of situations.&lt;br /&gt;A person of action and self-direction, you love being independent.&lt;br /&gt;To outsiders yous eem impulsive, surprising, and unpredictable.&lt;br /&gt;You are good at understanding how all things work, except for people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You would make an excellent pilot, forensic pathologist, or athlete.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td align="center" bgcolor="#FFCCCD"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;h3 style="margin: 0; border: 0;"&gt;Your #5 Match: INFJ&lt;/h3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFE5E6"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Protector&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You live your life with integrity, originality, vision, and creativity.&lt;br /&gt;Independent and stubborn, you rarely stray from your vision - no matter what it is.&lt;br /&gt;You are an excellent listener, with almost infinite patience.&lt;br /&gt;You have complex, deep feelings, and you take great care to express them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You would make a great photographer, alternative medicine guru, or teacher.&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/mbtiquiz/"&gt;What's Your Personality Type?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6869330-112195865049367060?l=piggypigsypigs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869330/posts/default/112195865049367060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869330/posts/default/112195865049367060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piggypigsypigs.blogspot.com/2005/07/ahhhhhh.html' title='AhHhHHH!!!'/><author><name>piggy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6869330.post-112168931007449491</id><published>2005-07-18T20:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-07-18T20:21:50.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CoMeBaCk</title><content type='html'>ArHhHHhh Chew! CoUgh CouGh**&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oohh..soli so dusty here..need to do some clearing up haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm..so what m i up to these few mths? weeks? days? First hols..played alot..fren introduced maple haha..den also "K"ing for cts...den sch reopen cts starts too..den come nats...so thats all basically..(i'm gd at summary huh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well i did badly for cts..all becuz of maple... :( den went nats...did okay but a few ups n downs lah..but nvm lah there's always next yr like wad the other pple said... SiGh..which means another yr of training loh.................. SoBz~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;den went out quite a lot with my frenz during this period..haha..but i think its only this period lah..becuz cts n nats are over n we still have some free time..think the work load is starting to build up again....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;k if its possible i will upload some pics  to liven up this place a little when i have the TIME :) cheerz! ciao&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o('(00)')o&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6869330-112168931007449491?l=piggypigsypigs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869330/posts/default/112168931007449491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869330/posts/default/112168931007449491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piggypigsypigs.blogspot.com/2005/07/comeback.html' title='CoMeBaCk'/><author><name>piggy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6869330.post-111884340382803186</id><published>2005-06-15T21:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-15T21:50:03.866+08:00</updated><title type='text'>JiNxEd</title><content type='html'>&lt;P&gt;its a super bad bad day today.. its my friday 13th...:'(..let me tell u y...&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;overslpt today..had training in the morning..took 167...after about 10 mins ride the bus broke down...haiz..already running late for training n the bus broke down! managed to squeeze into 980 which is so packed with the passengers of the previous 167...well as expected i waslate for training la..&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;supposed to meet m frenz at causeway at 12.30..luckily traiing ended at 11 plus..got more than enuff time..managed to got my jersey n waited for t'cher to open the gate...due tosome complication he need some time to settle some matters..so we waited for 1 hour..hungry n tired all at the same time..when we finally was able to get out of sch we found out that the gate was not locked...we could have get out EARLIER...running late AGAIN i rushed to meet my frenz...&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;at least i had a nice lunch..pizzas.. :D we took neoprints n i suggested watching a mr n mrs smith...so far i havent watch a single movie in the hols..so sad..we checked the time n its showing at&amp;nbsp;5.05pm while yishun gv is at 4.15..its already 4 so we decided to make the run for the movie in yishun gv..we were running late for the movie but we managed to reach there when the commercials were on..but all of us r sweating like hot pigs..&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;halfway through the movie..to be exact after ard 30 mins the lights of the theatre went on the the screen went blank..den there is an annoucement explaining the situtaion..apparently there is a technical fault n the movie is unable to carry on..so we have to take out tickets n get out money refund back..well...how lucky can i be...i rushed all the way to watch this movie n this is all i get...........haiz..so sad...i m the saddest n most disappointed among my frenz..haha...i was down there nagging n complaining all the way back home............&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;i muz be JINXED....&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;o(#(00)#)o&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;IMG alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y186/sano18/jinxed.bmp"&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6869330-111884340382803186?l=piggypigsypigs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869330/posts/default/111884340382803186'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869330/posts/default/111884340382803186'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piggypigsypigs.blogspot.com/2005/06/jinxed.html' title='JiNxEd'/><author><name>piggy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6869330.post-111838663410021580</id><published>2005-06-10T14:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-10T14:57:14.143+08:00</updated><title type='text'>PaIn!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;P&gt;injured my ankle yesterday..was alright at first..at least i can still walk but it began to swell and it became so painful that i cant slp....................&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;mummy brought me to massage juz now...i was practically thrown into hell....every move the massager makes brought surging throbs of pain up through my legs...i was sliding up n down the chair.. hugging my other leg...shouting...crying..stomping my other feet...grabbing my mum's hand...&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;juz when i tot that the whole painful ordeal had ended came another round of twistings n rubbings against my ankle...after 3 to 4 rounds of struggling i was sweating all over...like i had juz given birth hahaha...and below is my baby.... (..').....&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;o(X(00)X)o&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;IMG alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y186/sano18/DSC01886.jpg"&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6869330-111838663410021580?l=piggypigsypigs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869330/posts/default/111838663410021580'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869330/posts/default/111838663410021580'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piggypigsypigs.blogspot.com/2005/06/pain.html' title='PaIn!!!!'/><author><name>piggy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6869330.post-111773567537400701</id><published>2005-06-03T02:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-06-03T02:07:55.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ArGh</title><content type='html'>its freaking late..to me..normally i will b sound aslp at this time! y m i still so wide awake..something is bothering me..but wad??? i duno!!! i tried to slp but i can feel that i m v nervous..i cant sit still...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well i shd be happy..i went shopping today n bought stuffs that i like..n stuffs i need...n...n...n...ah! i fixed the internet connection! yea! i had been meddling with it for the past few days...tml got class outing! but afternoon got training..argh pon or not? if i pon i will miss too much trainings this week..n nationals coming...but this is the first n only class outing i have... :'( sobz*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still got alot of hw haven touch..lots of stuffs to do! argh argh argh.....waaaaahhhhhhhhhh :'( no wonder i cant slp!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;listening to fatty's song..one of the members from machi...hoping that it will calm me down a little..here share with u all =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6869330-111773567537400701?l=piggypigsypigs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869330/posts/default/111773567537400701'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869330/posts/default/111773567537400701'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piggypigsypigs.blogspot.com/2005/06/argh.html' title='ArGh'/><author><name>piggy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6869330.post-111746338623691433</id><published>2005-05-30T22:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-30T22:37:01.660+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HehX  *p</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;went to sch for phy make up..reached on time couldnt find any gate to enter..all of them were locked! i walked all the way to the main gate which is located at an ulu ulu place...haiz...n end up late for the phy make up..30 mins late! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;after training faced the same prob...everybody is tired n everybody wans to go home early...so we climbed the gates..haha its the first time ever i tried climbing out of gates...last time even if i wanna pon sch i juz walk out of the gate without any concerns...now i have to climb gates juz to go home...i was the last to climb over..i tried to make it quick but boo hoo! a bad landing...i really need to learn how to land properly..my landing for my long jump sucks too...i can land on my face! (cool!)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;scraped my right knee.. :'( its not painful at all la...its juz tat the skin broke which causes the vessels to break n got red red thing come out onli... :p now besides red red thing also got yellowish yellowish liquid hahaz...beautiful (bleahx!) &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;a memorable day...first time i ever climbed a gate.............................&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;o(*(00)*)o&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y186/sano18/Picture026edit.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y186/sano18/Image228edited.jpg" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/albums/y186/sano18/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Image228edited.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6869330-111746338623691433?l=piggypigsypigs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869330/posts/default/111746338623691433'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869330/posts/default/111746338623691433'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piggypigsypigs.blogspot.com/2005/05/hehx-p.html' title='HehX  *p'/><author><name>piggy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6869330.post-111729136836810919</id><published>2005-05-28T22:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-28T22:42:48.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'>LoSt n FoUnd</title><content type='html'>&lt;P&gt;went nj dramafest yesterday..not as gd as i expected..the syf play is not bad..the whole thing lasts ard one hour..shorter than i expected but maybe its becuz one of the play is cancelled..after that went kap for dinner with my fren...was anticipating my dinner when i cant find my wallet!!! was deciding whether shd go back to look for it but its a bit late..i was a bit reluctant...called my fren who is still in sch but she said lt is lock so no pt going back also...dint really panic much la..i was even laughing when i told my fren i lost my wallet...its my fren who panic more? well at least i got pretend to be panic...so my fren can comfort me :p i juz wan someone to comfort me..heh heh...evil* so i showed a gloomy face n keep whining...haha sry mong! but i had a nice chat la so went home happily...told my mum abt the incident..she dint scold me badly maybe becuz she tinks that i had grown up n know how to handle such incidents..but i really do.. she is worried that someone might took my wallet n use my atm card..in fact we had a fun conversation...she asked me to go to the bank n terminate the account..but i told her no need coz nobody will know my password....n i even dare her if she can guess my password i will go straight to the bank early in the morning today..n guess wat..she guessed it! with only one try.......................................... ok truthfully...this really made me panic......................&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;but hack la..i still go to slp..too tired oreadi...early in the morning mum woke me up...ok i m getting more n more worried..anyway my fren who is in sch found the wallet for me this morning..all thanks to her! :) :) :) owe it to her&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;IMG alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y186/sano18/walletedited.jpg"&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6869330-111729136836810919?l=piggypigsypigs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869330/posts/default/111729136836810919'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869330/posts/default/111729136836810919'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piggypigsypigs.blogspot.com/2005/05/lost-n-found.html' title='LoSt n FoUnd'/><author><name>piggy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6869330.post-111659718050285675</id><published>2005-05-20T21:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-20T21:53:00.506+08:00</updated><title type='text'>thoughts....</title><content type='html'>my life is like a routine..nth much happened..no kick...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had been going home late for the past week...v tiring..was bathing and some thoughts juz popped into my head...v difficult to put them in words...its a bit complicated...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;recently i'm in quite a gd mood...whenever i am in the bus alone..i seems to be smiling to myself...too deep in my thoughts...when i came back to my senses i noticed pple ard me are looking at me...thinking i m a lunatic???.. :S  nah they are probably thinking this girl is too stressed up haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;o(*(00)*)o ????&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6869330-111659718050285675?l=piggypigsypigs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869330/posts/default/111659718050285675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869330/posts/default/111659718050285675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piggypigsypigs.blogspot.com/2005/05/thoughts.html' title='thoughts....'/><author><name>piggy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6869330.post-111608591384528379</id><published>2005-05-14T23:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-14T23:51:53.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'>CoLLege DAY</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;today is college day..erm..happy birthday NJC..haha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;basically the J1s are in charge of food fair..selling food...and our class is selling sushi curry puffs and sandwiches...we manage to sold out our sushi n curry puffs..but the sandwiches are pathethic...we are giving them out FOC also nobody wants hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;had a funny incident today..was v excited due to college day..there are balloons everywhere..i took one n started playing...................i tried to hit it to my fren but the balloon kept flying back to me due to the wind direction..stupid me insist on hitting the balloon to my fren..i muster all my strength, jumped high n hit it! haha n side of my skirt split... not much la around 10 cm only :p luckily its not obvious..think mummy is going to be crazy when she finds out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after that some of us went KAP..it is practically filled with NJ pple...and the whole mac is so noisy..haha..we decided to go home at ard 10 when it began raining..drizzling n after a second it began pouring....we ran to the bus stop..although i had an umbrella but it dint help much...three of us are squeezing under an umbrella, screaming and running towards the bus stop...funny n FUN..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's been a tiring day&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6869330-111608591384528379?l=piggypigsypigs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869330/posts/default/111608591384528379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869330/posts/default/111608591384528379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piggypigsypigs.blogspot.com/2005/05/college-day.html' title='CoLLege DAY'/><author><name>piggy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6869330.post-111572100907767172</id><published>2005-05-10T18:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-10T18:30:09.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ping pong</title><content type='html'>went to watch a table tennis match also commonly known as ping pong... &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;NJC&lt;/span&gt; vs RJC...set off at around 1 and nj got the most pple down there cheering ..we r also the first sch to reach there..haha kiasu ah..saw the competitiors warming up...competition is in the form of singles, doubles, singles, doubles n singles..5 rounds in total..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;first singles..we lost to rj 3-1 sets...its quite exciting..then doubles..heard that the doubles team from rj are top players..so i tot we will lose..(dint mean to pour cold water) but they keep making mistakes so we won 3-0(if i dint remembered wrongly)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;second singles...to me its the highlight of the day..cuz its the longest mtach among all.. representing Rj is a ping pong boy( duno his name..but i tink this name suits him) heard that he is a top nats junior player juz returned from a competition overseas :O but from our side we got the ping pong man(duno his name as well..but he looks old :p) both v experience n really good..  ping pong man keep smacking n ping pong boy tried his best to catch every smack(love his slice..super cool)..so ping pong boy won yea!!! 3-2 he is really good i muz admit...was happy for him hahahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we won the next doubles with 3-0...n the key match the final singles..we won first two sets and during the game point all of us stood up to watch..(v excitied n atm v tense)..n the Rj player tried his best to return the shot BUT caught in the net! we won!! we got the champ!!! woo hoo!!! all of us cheered becuz finally can go home liao!!! hahahaha...well still happy for the players..they fought hard... :) can see them hugging each other..so touched...we cheered n clapped..and all of us went home happily :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;0('(00)')o&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6869330-111572100907767172?l=piggypigsypigs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869330/posts/default/111572100907767172'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869330/posts/default/111572100907767172'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piggypigsypigs.blogspot.com/2005/05/ping-pong.html' title='ping pong'/><author><name>piggy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6869330.post-111563632976375944</id><published>2005-05-09T18:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-09T18:58:50.716+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mother's Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;P&gt;&lt;BR&gt;&lt;IMG alt="Image hosted by Photobucket.com" src="http://i5.photobucket.com/albums/y186/sano18/mothersday.jpg"&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;these two little brats here tot its their big day...snatch away all the limelight from my mum...lolz..both of them had been creating chaos...on the dinner table...on the car...everywhere la...headache ah....the moment they see cake they started singing b'day song...buay tahan...nasty irritating devilish yet cute funny n adorable...instead of singing bday song we sang "shi shang zhi you mama hao" with mummy dancing to the music haha..&lt;/P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;P&gt;dun be cheated by the pic...both of them may seems to b gd buddies...but in reality they r ENEMIES...one is fire the other is water...always snatch things from each other..get into fights&amp;nbsp;followed by&amp;nbsp;cries n shoutings&amp;nbsp;....it is only when posting for pics they becum gd buddies...cuz both of them LOVE taking pics.........&lt;BR&gt;&lt;/P&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6869330-111563632976375944?l=piggypigsypigs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869330/posts/default/111563632976375944'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869330/posts/default/111563632976375944'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piggypigsypigs.blogspot.com/2005/05/mothers-day.html' title='Mother&apos;s Day'/><author><name>piggy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6869330.post-111538607143545148</id><published>2005-05-06T21:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-09T19:32:24.566+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SuCky TrAinIng</title><content type='html'>nobody at home now... :( lonely...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haiz training sucks today...i shouldnt do high...shouldnt...should juz do weights...now i m v demoralized...high is juz not my things.... :'( :'( angry n frustrated! ARGH....i wann fa xie...............&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waited all the way till 4pm from 12 juz to jump triple heats ends up postponed becuz of flooded pit...shd go home n slp instead of bothering abt triple...so angry...end up having bad training...but went to hc n joined my ex class for a lesson?? ermz felt odd n awkward n super weird...though it feels like old times haha...haiz miss them even more.... :'(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope tml will be a betta day..super tired...but still got lotsa work........................................&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o(_(00)_)o ZzZZzz...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6869330-111538607143545148?l=piggypigsypigs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869330/posts/default/111538607143545148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869330/posts/default/111538607143545148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piggypigsypigs.blogspot.com/2005/05/sucky-training.html' title='SuCky TrAinIng'/><author><name>piggy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6869330.post-111511801139169394</id><published>2005-05-03T18:39:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-09T19:34:26.260+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mahjong frenzy</title><content type='html'>i've recovered!!! woo hoo!! 3 cheers!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aiya dint go archery on sat...evening went class outing...v fun n interesting..played games tok to frenz etc..the place is nice n cosy...food is nice too :):):) v happy day but tiring...actually after outing wanna go frenz house play mid night mahjong but too late a lot pple cannt make it n i not feeling well so cancel lo...nvm we will have the chance to play...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sunday woke up watch a few epsidoes of korean serials than started mahjong session...1st round won a bit but second round won more haha...happpy...spent the whole day juz to play 2 rounds of mahjong...our speed still slow..needs more training...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;monday...after winning yesterday, hands itchy...think i had becum a gambler liao...die...asked my sis to play with me again..but this time winnings divide by half to minimise loses...2 rounds..i still win hahahaha...this time alot but have to divide by 2..haiz...fine but still satisfied la...soon its night...so far have u all notice sumthing is wrong??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea......never do hw lo...yao si ah.................but luckily i got win something..if i lose ah than i wanna stab my heart le....sacrifice my hw time for mahjong....haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tuesday(today)...went to sch...fren say i look tired..probably becuz of the past 2 days..used too much brain power...also found out that i got a lot of work dint do..hahahaha....haiz...................so decided to pon training n cum home do smth...wah bus today go super fast..i like...keep up the gd work uncle... hehe...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o('(00)')o&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6869330-111511801139169394?l=piggypigsypigs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869330/posts/default/111511801139169394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869330/posts/default/111511801139169394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piggypigsypigs.blogspot.com/2005/05/mahjong-frenzy.html' title='mahjong frenzy'/><author><name>piggy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6869330.post-111478079256647007</id><published>2005-04-29T21:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-05-09T19:35:19.950+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm HOT</title><content type='html'>recently the weather is v terrible...so HOT...HUMID...a lot pple fell sick..i m also one of the victims...duno y..weather so hot also can get cold..now nose like running tap...cannot close one...the rate of flow is one packet of tissue per lect...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dint bring enuff tissue today...had a horrible time during chem pract coz nose so watery but NO TISSUE!!!! have to bear with it n continue with my titration...luckily nothing extra went into the solution if not titration results maybe inaccurate&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;got a lot of things to do this weekend..n alot of outings...although its a 3 day weekend but only one day xtra ma...................why everybody plan the outing at the same weekend...................hope i dun collapse......... bless me~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o(*(00)*)o&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6869330-111478079256647007?l=piggypigsypigs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869330/posts/default/111478079256647007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869330/posts/default/111478079256647007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piggypigsypigs.blogspot.com/2005/04/im-hot.html' title='i&apos;m HOT'/><author><name>piggy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6869330.post-111460024207941719</id><published>2005-04-27T19:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-27T19:12:02.406+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>was v busy for the past week..had to finish my tutorials that had piled up over the weeks or months :p had a terrible time..horrible weekend...found out that i used up a lot of time to finish one tutorial...well..with many blanks :p aiya duno la...juz duno how to do..how?? Die.........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway i m happy that i jumped 1.4 yesterday...woohoo....!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o('(00)')o&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6869330-111460024207941719?l=piggypigsypigs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869330/posts/default/111460024207941719'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869330/posts/default/111460024207941719'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piggypigsypigs.blogspot.com/2005/04/was-v-busy-for-past-week.html' title=''/><author><name>piggy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6869330.post-111382322795281542</id><published>2005-04-18T19:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-18T19:20:27.953+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>pon gp today..feel quite bad when i got home early but dint do much work :p watched some tv n came online..was touched when mummy helped me washed my whole bucket of dirty socks..its really ALOT...imagine i dint wash my socks for a few weeks n i change to a clean pair every day so it accumulates to one mini mountain..but mummy refuse to use the washing machine..waste water...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nth much happened during the past few days...erm..so nth much to say...so thats it! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o('(00)')o&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6869330-111382322795281542?l=piggypigsypigs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869330/posts/default/111382322795281542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869330/posts/default/111382322795281542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piggypigsypigs.blogspot.com/2005/04/pon-gp-today.html' title=''/><author><name>piggy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6869330.post-111357205494077959</id><published>2005-04-15T21:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2005-04-15T21:34:14.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>went training yesterday..its good to get back to the track..coach not v strict but one with high expectations..probably too high..a bit lost touch with the jumping but its still OK..but i broke one hurdle..actually the screw broke so the hurdle juz fell apart..i dint mean to do something so 'dangerous' on my first training..but maybe its juz my violent nature.. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today went back to sec sch for speech day or they changed to achievement day..juz reached home after having a meal with my sec sch frenz..were v gd frenz whom i can talk about anything under the sun with..but that is last time la..now feel a bit strange coz v long never see them and i really got nth to tok to with them...feel v restricted..dun have space to show my humour and craps because i duno what they r toking in the first place...a bit sad but i expected things will turn out this way..so juz let it be i guess.. :):):)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okie...i think my feet smells really BAD.........ahhh cannt take it anymore..it's really bad...got my smelly foot trait from my dad...gtg bathe now.....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;o((00))o&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6869330-111357205494077959?l=piggypigsypigs.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869330/posts/default/111357205494077959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6869330/posts/default/111357205494077959'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://piggypigsypigs.blogspot.com/2005/04/went-training-yesterday.html' title=''/><author><name>piggy</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
