<?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-6006990433987418564</id><updated>2011-12-01T21:01:44.834+08:00</updated><category term='hairdryer'/><category term='cooking'/><category term='poem'/><category term='ACES day'/><category term='Doctor'/><category term='Realism Portrait'/><category term='news'/><category term='Hobbies'/><category term='books'/><category term='ABBA'/><category term='Chick vs. Dick'/><category term='It&apos;s My Life'/><category term='Ipoh'/><category term='Housework'/><category term='Harry Potter'/><category term='tag'/><category term='Keychain'/><category term='photos'/><category term='Super Trouper'/><category term='chinese orchestra'/><category term='CrossCountry'/><category term='library'/><category term='Can'/><category term='Changi Chapel'/><category term='home'/><category term='results'/><category term='Paper doll'/><category term='Candles'/><category term='Saint Saëns'/><category term='teachers&apos; day'/><category term='Sista'/><category term='fact'/><category term='Shopping'/><category term='video'/><category term='Back'/><category term='Moulin Rouge'/><category term='TMS Open House'/><category term='friends'/><category term='Holidays'/><category term='meme'/><category term='Model-Making'/><category term='telepathy'/><category term='3D Jigsaw Crystal Puzzles'/><category term='Pizza'/><category term='Blog Song of the Day'/><category term='golf'/><category term='Daddy'/><category term='random'/><category term='Ex-neighbours'/><category term='Campbell&apos;s Soup'/><category term='Christmas Day'/><category term='get straight to the point'/><category term='FasterHigherStronger09'/><category term='Singapore Biennale'/><category term='valentine'/><category term='Birthday'/><category term='Art'/><category term='Broken Stuffs'/><category term='late'/><category term='Lunch'/><category term='Danse Macabre'/><category term='Breadou'/><category term='Windmill'/><category term='Ratatouille'/><category term='Museum'/><category term='EveNationalDay'/><category term='Milk'/><category term='movie'/><category term='Reunion Dinner'/><category term='Mid-Autumn Festival'/><category term='dreams'/><category term='National Day'/><category term='Genting'/><category term='Rainbow'/><category term='quotes'/><category term='Morning Run'/><category term='Turtle Soup'/><category term='Shadow'/><category term='fear'/><category term='surprise'/><category term='Disney'/><category term='Blog'/><category term='出前一定'/><title type='text'>Jane</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janealloveragain.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006990433987418564/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janealloveragain.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Jane Fung</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-515U72igkzc/TtEEWUQ7JII/AAAAAAAAAgs/GkwU_tzAs-A/s220/218169_211553028855895_100000035983441_863032_4289518_n.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>77</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6006990433987418564.post-4394356019352003418</id><published>2009-04-27T15:59:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-27T16:07:04.247+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blog'/><title type='text'>Blog</title><content type='html'>This blog is rather dead isn't it? With all the bad memories filled in it, I feel like leaving this blog alone. Well, I started another blog on &lt;a href="http://www.wordpress.com/"&gt;http://www.wordpress.com/&lt;/a&gt; and I'll be concentrating on just writing in it. Maybe I'll add pictures to it. Or videos. Someday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6006990433987418564-4394356019352003418?l=janealloveragain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janealloveragain.blogspot.com/feeds/4394356019352003418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6006990433987418564&amp;postID=4394356019352003418' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006990433987418564/posts/default/4394356019352003418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006990433987418564/posts/default/4394356019352003418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janealloveragain.blogspot.com/2009/04/blog.html' title='Blog'/><author><name>Jane Fung</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-515U72igkzc/TtEEWUQ7JII/AAAAAAAAAgs/GkwU_tzAs-A/s220/218169_211553028855895_100000035983441_863032_4289518_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6006990433987418564.post-6341357723868366100</id><published>2009-04-25T14:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-25T14:24:23.279+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthday'/><title type='text'>hαppч вírthdαч nιcнolaѕ!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;cσunt&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;чσur&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;lífє&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;вч &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;smílєs,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;nσt&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;tєαrs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;cσunt&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;чσur&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;αgє&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;вч&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;fríєnds,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt; nσt&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;чєαrs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mαч thís dαч вríng tσ чσu αll thíngs thαt mαkє чσu smílє.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;hαppч вírthdαч nιcнolaѕ!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;-נαиє&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6006990433987418564-6341357723868366100?l=janealloveragain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janealloveragain.blogspot.com/feeds/6341357723868366100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6006990433987418564&amp;postID=6341357723868366100' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006990433987418564/posts/default/6341357723868366100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006990433987418564/posts/default/6341357723868366100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janealloveragain.blogspot.com/2009/04/hpp-irthd-ncola.html' title='hαppч вírthdαч nιcнolaѕ!'/><author><name>Jane Fung</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-515U72igkzc/TtEEWUQ7JII/AAAAAAAAAgs/GkwU_tzAs-A/s220/218169_211553028855895_100000035983441_863032_4289518_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6006990433987418564.post-7778973272719557765</id><published>2009-04-21T16:57:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-21T17:05:05.045+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chinese orchestra'/><title type='text'>Singapore Youth Festival</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i193.photobucket.com/albums/z186/SpitsBeaT/tmsco_bs02.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i193.photobucket.com/albums/z186/SpitsBeaT/tmsco_bs02.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;GOLD &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;WITH &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:500;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;HONOURS!!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6006990433987418564-7778973272719557765?l=janealloveragain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janealloveragain.blogspot.com/feeds/7778973272719557765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6006990433987418564&amp;postID=7778973272719557765' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006990433987418564/posts/default/7778973272719557765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006990433987418564/posts/default/7778973272719557765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janealloveragain.blogspot.com/2009/04/singapore-youth-festival.html' title='Singapore Youth Festival'/><author><name>Jane Fung</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-515U72igkzc/TtEEWUQ7JII/AAAAAAAAAgs/GkwU_tzAs-A/s220/218169_211553028855895_100000035983441_863032_4289518_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6006990433987418564.post-7309726202909448300</id><published>2009-04-20T18:43:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T18:43:40.741+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><title type='text'>Backstreet Bird!</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/N7IZmRnAo6s&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/N7IZmRnAo6s&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0xcc2550&amp;color2=0xe87a9f&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="445" height="364"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6006990433987418564-7309726202909448300?l=janealloveragain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janealloveragain.blogspot.com/feeds/7309726202909448300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6006990433987418564&amp;postID=7309726202909448300' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006990433987418564/posts/default/7309726202909448300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006990433987418564/posts/default/7309726202909448300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janealloveragain.blogspot.com/2009/04/backstreet-bird.html' title='Backstreet Bird!'/><author><name>Jane Fung</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-515U72igkzc/TtEEWUQ7JII/AAAAAAAAAgs/GkwU_tzAs-A/s220/218169_211553028855895_100000035983441_863032_4289518_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6006990433987418564.post-4591036187150668657</id><published>2009-04-18T22:44:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-18T22:46:46.005+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='chinese orchestra'/><title type='text'>SYF steps to success</title><content type='html'>Today my seniors came back!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And they gave me a letter of encouragement. Very lucky to have such nice seniors.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be natural, be confident, take good care and drink lotsa water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks Xinyi and Huiwen!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6006990433987418564-4591036187150668657?l=janealloveragain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janealloveragain.blogspot.com/feeds/4591036187150668657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6006990433987418564&amp;postID=4591036187150668657' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006990433987418564/posts/default/4591036187150668657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006990433987418564/posts/default/4591036187150668657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janealloveragain.blogspot.com/2009/04/syf-steps-to-success.html' title='SYF steps to success'/><author><name>Jane Fung</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-515U72igkzc/TtEEWUQ7JII/AAAAAAAAAgs/GkwU_tzAs-A/s220/218169_211553028855895_100000035983441_863032_4289518_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6006990433987418564.post-8427052818119479577</id><published>2009-04-06T17:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T17:28:45.519+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='random'/><title type='text'>Playing Pipa</title><content type='html'>&lt;center&gt;&lt;embed name="For Dummies" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" align="middle" src="http://www.pageplugins.com/generators/fordummies/dummiebook.swf" width="409" height="513" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="samedomain" wmode="transparent" quality="high" flashvars="h=A great book slam onto the table(or face)!&amp;amp;t=Playing Pipa like a PRO&amp;amp;b=Learning an instrument has never been easier!&amp;amp;a=by Unknown Pipa-ist&amp;amp;d=Cool Myspace Generators&amp;amp;myw=401.85&amp;amp;myh=505.2"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:-2;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pageplugins.com/"&gt;Cool Myspace Generators&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;No offence, I'm a pipa player myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6006990433987418564-8427052818119479577?l=janealloveragain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janealloveragain.blogspot.com/feeds/8427052818119479577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6006990433987418564&amp;postID=8427052818119479577' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006990433987418564/posts/default/8427052818119479577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006990433987418564/posts/default/8427052818119479577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janealloveragain.blogspot.com/2009/04/playing-pipa.html' title='Playing Pipa'/><author><name>Jane Fung</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-515U72igkzc/TtEEWUQ7JII/AAAAAAAAAgs/GkwU_tzAs-A/s220/218169_211553028855895_100000035983441_863032_4289518_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6006990433987418564.post-4438842857633981452</id><published>2009-03-17T18:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-17T18:11:05.080+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><title type='text'>Lost Generation</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/42E2fAWM6rA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;color2=0xfebd01&amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/42E2fAWM6rA&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0&amp;color1=0xe1600f&amp;color2=0xfebd01&amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="340" height="285"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6006990433987418564-4438842857633981452?l=janealloveragain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janealloveragain.blogspot.com/feeds/4438842857633981452/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6006990433987418564&amp;postID=4438842857633981452' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006990433987418564/posts/default/4438842857633981452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006990433987418564/posts/default/4438842857633981452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janealloveragain.blogspot.com/2009/03/lost-generation.html' title='Lost Generation'/><author><name>Jane Fung</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-515U72igkzc/TtEEWUQ7JII/AAAAAAAAAgs/GkwU_tzAs-A/s220/218169_211553028855895_100000035983441_863032_4289518_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6006990433987418564.post-8995894886901256411</id><published>2009-03-07T13:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-03-07T13:42:36.490+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photos'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='3D Jigsaw Crystal Puzzles'/><title type='text'>Photos</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r_--zq6oeyo/SbIJHT_hwbI/AAAAAAAAAfo/dPv7fkJ25eI/s1600-h/Photo0051.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5310316931853697458" style="DISPLAY: block; 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In the hands of the girls of course. Can you imagine a guy carrying all that? It looks as though this or that girl had lots of admirers though her presents were from mainly girls. Hahaha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This happened few days ago:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;The amazing headphones&lt;/u&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the evening, I suddenly realised my headphones were missing, so I was like frantically searching in the pockets of my school skirt inside the laundry basket, but obviously I couldn't find it. So a week past by. While I was folding my clothes, my mother gave a great shout. She found my headphones! Soggy and wet. This isn't my first time getting electrical devices ending up in the washing machine. Still recall that time pri3 SARS period my thermometer didn't survive the trip. I wonder, "Is the headphones going to work?" To my surprise, IT DID!!! Sounds clearer after a wash. Smells nicer too. Still can use it to call home.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6006990433987418564-7866450254831648067?l=janealloveragain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janealloveragain.blogspot.com/feeds/7866450254831648067/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6006990433987418564&amp;postID=7866450254831648067' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006990433987418564/posts/default/7866450254831648067'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006990433987418564/posts/default/7866450254831648067'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janealloveragain.blogspot.com/2009/02/valentines-day-rant.html' title='Valentine&apos;s Day Rant'/><author><name>Jane Fung</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-515U72igkzc/TtEEWUQ7JII/AAAAAAAAAgs/GkwU_tzAs-A/s220/218169_211553028855895_100000035983441_863032_4289518_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6006990433987418564.post-4385691325590403792</id><published>2009-02-13T13:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-02-13T14:52:25.320+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='valentine'/><title type='text'>Happy Valentine's Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.wishafriend.com/graphics/" target="new"&gt;&lt;img alt="Myspace Graphics" src="http://i251.photobucket.com/albums/gg294/wafpaf/graphics/valentinesday/valentinesday56.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copied from Joey's blog.(AGAIN&lt;em&gt;!?!I'm scolding myself)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(I'm really sorry Joey,but I found this really interesting!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something to celebrate the season.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;12 Ways To Know That You Love Someone&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TWELVE:&lt;br /&gt;You talk with him/her late at night and when you go to bed you still think of him/her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ELEVEN:&lt;br /&gt;You walk really slowly when you are with him/her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TEN:&lt;br /&gt;You don't feel Ok when he/she is far away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NINE:&lt;br /&gt;You smile when you hear his/her voice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EIGHT:&lt;br /&gt;When you look at him/her,you do not see other people around you.You see only him/her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SIX:&lt;br /&gt;He/She is everything you want to think.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FIVE:&lt;br /&gt;You realise that you smile every time you look at him/her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOUR:&lt;br /&gt;You would do anything to see him/her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THREE:&lt;br /&gt;While you have been reading this, there was a person in your mind all the time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TWO:&lt;br /&gt;You've been so busy thinking of that person that you didn't notice that number 7 is missing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ONE:&lt;br /&gt;You are going to check above if that's true and now you are silently laughing to yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r_--zq6oeyo/SZUYfjG4HJI/AAAAAAAAAfY/b-QC3-cSKVY/s1600-h/sing+copy.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5302171066577722514" style="DISPLAY: block; 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Nor the comic section.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight is my family reunion dinner at Lemongrass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I've totally forgotten it until this morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow I'm going back to JB for paternal reunion dinner. 3 days trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should have gotten off the train at JB train station.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6006990433987418564-646091860542204576?l=janealloveragain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janealloveragain.blogspot.com/feeds/646091860542204576/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6006990433987418564&amp;postID=646091860542204576' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006990433987418564/posts/default/646091860542204576'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006990433987418564/posts/default/646091860542204576'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janealloveragain.blogspot.com/2009/01/saturdayafter-camp.html' title='Saturday..after camp..'/><author><name>Jane Fung</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-515U72igkzc/TtEEWUQ7JII/AAAAAAAAAgs/GkwU_tzAs-A/s220/218169_211553028855895_100000035983441_863032_4289518_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6006990433987418564.post-6273162651378104635</id><published>2009-01-23T14:15:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-24T18:18:29.952+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='FasterHigherStronger09'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Back'/><title type='text'>FasterHigherStronger09</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;a href="http://fasterhigherstronger09.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://fasterhigherstronger09.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Check out more about Temasek 2009 Resilience Camp by clicking here!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yea! I'm just baaack from camp! My arms and legs still look worn and tired, so many mosquito bites and skin not as fair as before. :( I was really happy that my sister and her boyfriend managed to pick me up at the railway station at noon, the camp has left me feeling rather exhausted. Now to start my informal reflection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1st day&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whole day was spent on travelling, switching buses, and then travel again. Could be my second or third time taking a bus to Malaysia, although on family trips the bus seats were more comfortable. A little behind schedule, we arrived at a rest point at noon instead of our lunch point. And it was so crowded! Like all the pupils swarming here and there, getting tidbits and snacks and even some bought chicken rice b'cos they were hungry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then later around 2pm we arrived at Pelangi Hotel, Segamat. The buffet was fairly ok..and it was the first meal to start off with curry chicken. After that meal, it seems the meals which followed after also have curry chicken. And the drinks they served..I wonder if it's Sarsi or A&amp;amp;W Root Beer, it was so warm that all the fizz was gone and it looked like black liquid. It was also on that day I realised, clean toilets are not common in Malaysia..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We took a long bus journey to Jeram Besu for water activities. Journey not that bad, the bus got TV and DVD player so we watch 10,000BC on the trip. So engrossed I wondered if we're on holiday or we're going to camp. As we were behind schedule(again!), we pitched our tents in the dark, so many torchlight were used on the campsite. First time I pitched a tent! And the girls around me kept screaming "INSECTS!!!" I don't get it, why can't they ignore them for once in Pahang. Tent moderately comfortable b'cos on grass, but the grass was very wet in the morning and somehow the tent got wet even with the waterproof covering.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;2nd Day&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We sang the national anthem and the school song in the morning. Without music playing, we sound so monotonous. So appreciate the national anthem and school song with music playing. Maybe partly first time sleeping in tent didn't sleep well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After breakfast, which I ate very bland porridge, we headed for the rapids. Started off with 3 elements of water confidence. First one was easy for swimmers but not so for non-swimmers. We just need to float along the current. ONE thing about the water. &lt;strong&gt;IT'S BLOODY COLD&lt;/strong&gt;. Like swimming in refrigerated water. Second one was scary. They brought us to a cliff and told us to jump off the cliff into the rapids. Look so dangerous!! First girl to jump off. Might as well get over and done with. Third one, they capsize the boat. I fell on top of my friend who can't swim.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that, we did water rafting. Sounds easy, but it's not. Rapids very bumpy. One of my teammates fell overboard, it was very lucky she didn't hit any rocks behind her. The funniest thing that happened next was the 2nd instructor guiding the boat also fell overboard. One thing I learnt after this experience was teamwork. Without teamwork, our paddles would be useless if we tried to paddle without co-ordination.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After lunch, we did flying fox and river-crossing. To my disappointment, it wasn't as fast and as high as the one I experienced at P5 camp @ Jalen Bahtera back in primary school. 10 second ride. River-crossing was rather hard in a way because of the strong current. Caused a lot of people to let go of the rope halfway through the river. I was crossing the river with another guy who claimed it was his sixth attempt. Show-off eh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after the water activities, we washed up. Again, I don't understand why girls take so long to bath. The moment a girl step into the bathroom, a few seconds later the next girl in queue would bang on the door demanding the girl inside to hurry up. It's already hard enough to keep clean in Malaysia, so a bit of dirt wouldn't harm much right? OK I'm a girl myself I shouldn't insult my own gender, but their screams are annoying. Luckily the shower water wasn't as cold as the river water.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to the gift shop and bought a souvenir for 5RM. I bargained from 6RM to 5RM. I good right? Know how to bargain from observing my mum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We took a bus to Kuala Tembeling and then a boat transfer to Pasir Sia. It wasn't as dark as the night before so we pitched the tents in the setting sun on beach. Very sandy. The tent's interior was full of sand, so my tent mates flipped the tent over to get rid of it. After dinner, the teachers gave us bad news. There is no washroom on the beach!!! So they made makeshift toilet, which was just tent covers as walls and you just pee on the sand. Disgusting. Appreciate clean and available toilets in Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;3rd Day&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The dreaded day! Cycling 52km from Pasir Sia to Teman Nagara!! I remember watching the Malaysia scenery dashing past me while riding in my father's car on the trip to Grandma's house in JB, but this time I was cycling through the scenery. The up slope which seems a piece of cake for my father's car was a terror to my bike. So many up slopes! Walking up an up slope is tough, but pushing a bike up slope is even harder.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank goodness for the many interval breaks, if we one shot cycle 52km end of the journey surely die of dehydration. Didn't eat much during lunch break, I ate a few spoonfuls of fried rice and left the chicken in the packed lunch. Ate the mandarin orange they gave us though, was really refreshing. Should give us bananas, bananas give more energy than oranges. I guess oranges quench thirst better than bananas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whole lot of cow dung on the road. Too many to count. And they stink terribly. Have to take extra precaution while cycling. You don't see cow dung on Singapore highway don't you?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I put a lot of sunblock lotion, so my skin luckily for me no sun burn. Everyone around me seemed lobster red.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last 8km! Everybody cheered when the teacher announced we're down to the last 8km. But another bad news. The last 8km will be the hardest 8km ride we ever seen. OH boy, he was so right. Two long uphills! Keep pushing the bike uphill like there was no end to it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;End up butt very pain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After a nice cold shower, we took another boat to another beach opposite Canopy Walk to pitch tents. Again no toilet. Did I mention there were a lot of stars in the night sky? There were so many it was impossible to count. Very pretty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I survived cycling 52km!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;4th Day&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wake up feeling very happy. No more sleeping in tents. Won't say tent are uncomfortable but my bed back home was better. After breakfast, we took a boat to the island across the beach for the Canopy Walk and Bukit Teresek Trekking. When we reach the jetty, there was a massive flight of stairs waiting for us to climb. Tiring! 100m worth of stairs to climb.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then we proceed to the canopy walk. It was exactly like the canopy walk @ Australia but Australia was much wider and the Malaysia one was much higher and thinner. So scary!! Like the planks are going to break anytime. The signboard says the rangers who take care of the canopy walk check them twice daily for safety so it shouldn't be a problem? I asked one of them how many he went through the canopy walk, he couldn't remember but he still alive and kicking. One of the rules is not to run on the canopy walk and not to sway the canopy walk, even we're not doing that the canopy walk was swaying by itself. So high!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next was the Bukit Teresek Trekking(looks like Temasek to me). Due to the fact my group members started late on the Canopy Walk, we also started late on the trekking. In Singapore, Bukit Temah got stairs(or is it slope? I can't remember) to climb, but this hill has natural roots and soil for stairs instead. So I kept tripping over the roots of the trees until the guy behind me got worried I would fall off the route. By the time we reach the top the rest of the other groups were already climbing down heading towards the jetty. They kept saying up there got 7-11, plus taco bell and KFC. Rubbish sia, where do they get the supplies? The top has a very nice scenery of Malaysia hills. When we went back down, the other Faster group(there are 2 Faster groups, I belong to the latter one) was trekking upwards and in return we lied that there was 7-11 up there at the top.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wash up, then we took another bus to Jerantut Hill Resort for dinner and to gather the Sec3s from the 3 groups, Faster, Higher and Stronger. Everybody meet their friends from other groups and began to squeal and hug each other, what for I dunno. I made a new friend though from the first Faster team.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After dinner, we gathered in the hall to watch videos picture PowerPoint about ourselves 5 days ago and ourselves now. I guess the teachers are expecting a big change in us. Well, this is called the Resilience Camp, so all of us had become more resilient?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Almost 11pm, they gave out prizes for really random stuff, from the most helpful teammate, to the most encouraging cheerleader, the "Tarzan" who can conquer all odds till the one who has the worst sunburn, the 10-seconds-scream girl, straightest hair girl and the mischievous guy who buried other people's sandals in the sand. Also got complain king and complain queen. Hahahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;5th Day&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;LAST DAY!!! First time I ever took a train back home from Malaysia to Singapore. Thought the train would come at 2am but no, the train came at 3am instead. Made us wait so long, I fell asleep on the platform. Got woke up by a guy telling me train come but later realised false alarm. My classmate looked rather uncomfortable sitting on the floor, he said that back in China, they don't sit on the floor in the hall, they took chairs from the classrooms, arrange them in the hall and sit on chairs. He also added we must protest against the teachers to allow us students the right to sit on chairs. Well, we Singaporeans have been sitting on the floor in school since kindergarten and primary school, so we don't feel all that odd and moderately comfortable sitting on the floor. Finally when the train came, we quickly got onto the train, pick a seat and went to sleep. A lot of bugs and roaches.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;In conclusion, I wouldn't say the camp was fun, partly because of the annoying screams, and bathing in cold water I've done it before during my stay in Grandma's house so it wasn't new to me, but the camp was definitely an experience for me, because we're put through situations we will never experience in Singapore. Water rafting and cycling 52km under the hot sun with those uphills and downhills, they taught me how to keep strong and endure all odds. I also learnt more about my friends during the camp, about their strength and weakness in certain situtions.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;If given a chance to go back to Pahang, I'll definitely take it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Videos about Temasek 2009 Resilience Camp!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="218" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.dailymotion.com/swf/k6gdLikLsVqfB0Vaqv&amp;amp;related=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.dailymotion.com/swf/k6gdLikLsVqfB0Vaqv&amp;related=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="320" height="218" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dailymotion.com/video/x840y3_res-09-finale_travel"&gt;Res 09 finale&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.dailymotion.com/easysurfco"&gt;easysurfco&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="267" width="320"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.dailymotion.com/swf/k7rcFE3N1INstvV6sq&amp;amp;related=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.dailymotion.com/swf/k7rcFE3N1INstvV6sq&amp;related=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="320" height="267" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dailymotion.com/video/x83p6a_fast-and-maybe-not-so-furious_travel"&gt;Fast and maybe not so furious&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Uploaded by &lt;a href="http://www.dailymotion.com/easysurfco"&gt;easysurfco&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6006990433987418564-6273162651378104635?l=janealloveragain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janealloveragain.blogspot.com/feeds/6273162651378104635/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6006990433987418564&amp;postID=6273162651378104635' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006990433987418564/posts/default/6273162651378104635'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006990433987418564/posts/default/6273162651378104635'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janealloveragain.blogspot.com/2009/01/fasterhigherstronger09.html' title='FasterHigherStronger09'/><author><name>Jane Fung</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-515U72igkzc/TtEEWUQ7JII/AAAAAAAAAgs/GkwU_tzAs-A/s220/218169_211553028855895_100000035983441_863032_4289518_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6006990433987418564.post-1192547919287818485</id><published>2009-01-12T14:19:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-01-12T17:01:40.299+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthday'/><title type='text'>Happy Birthday To Me!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="width:400px;"&gt;&lt;object width="400" height="100"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/l-R7e258EW/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/l-R7e258EW/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="400" height="100" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div style="float:left;padding:4px 4px 0 0;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.imeem.com/embedsearch/E6E6E6/" border="0"  /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.commentsjunkie.com/happybirthday.shtml" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Happy Birthday Comments" src="http://i210.photobucket.com/albums/bb218/commentsjunkie/bdaymix/birthday15.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would like to thank everybody who had wished me happy birthday this morning!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank you dad for giving me a new phone for my birthday, thank you mum for the wonderful dinner at Manhattan Fish Market @ Central (that Japanese-themed mall near boat quay), thank you sista for the Twilight novel (but see lar?after reading Twilight must buy the sequel New Moon, then Eclipse, and then Breaking Dawn...), thank you Nicholas for the winding music box and lastly a cute froggie from a special friend! And thank you the others who smsed me this morning, Darren, Bernard, Charlotte and Joey!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm 15!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6006990433987418564-1192547919287818485?l=janealloveragain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janealloveragain.blogspot.com/feeds/1192547919287818485/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6006990433987418564&amp;postID=1192547919287818485' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006990433987418564/posts/default/1192547919287818485'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006990433987418564/posts/default/1192547919287818485'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janealloveragain.blogspot.com/2009/01/happy-birthday-comments.html' title='Happy Birthday To Me!'/><author><name>Jane Fung</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-515U72igkzc/TtEEWUQ7JII/AAAAAAAAAgs/GkwU_tzAs-A/s220/218169_211553028855895_100000035983441_863032_4289518_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i210.photobucket.com/albums/bb218/commentsjunkie/bdaymix/th_birthday15.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6006990433987418564.post-4448328796409794558</id><published>2008-12-27T10:15:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-27T11:37:51.300+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meme'/><title type='text'>Meme again!</title><content type='html'>Joey, I copied another meme from your blog!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I LOVE: &lt;/strong&gt;pandas and anything with panda(s) on it&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I SAY: &lt;/strong&gt;look on the bright side&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I HAVE: &lt;/strong&gt;a teddy bear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I’VE LOST: &lt;/strong&gt;my calculator&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I HATE: &lt;/strong&gt;people who try to be someone they're not&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MARRIAGE IS: &lt;/strong&gt;a new beginning or a devastating ending&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I’LL ALWAYS BE: &lt;/strong&gt;myself&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LOVE: &lt;/strong&gt;homecook soup&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THE LAST TIME I CRIED: &lt;/strong&gt;can't remember&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WHEN I WAKE UP IN THE MORNING: &lt;/strong&gt;I switch off the alarm clock&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BEFORE I GO TO SLEEP AT NIGHT: &lt;/strong&gt;I switch off the lights&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;RIGHT NOW:&lt;/strong&gt; i’m blogging&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BABIES: &lt;/strong&gt;needs lots of attention&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TODAY: &lt;/strong&gt;is the weekend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TONIGHT: &lt;/strong&gt;I'm going to sleep&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TOMORROW: &lt;/strong&gt;is still the weekend&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I REALLY WANT: &lt;/strong&gt;a new handphone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WHEN I TALK: &lt;/strong&gt;no one listens&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I NEED: &lt;/strong&gt;a new handphone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I HATE IT WHEN: &lt;/strong&gt;I realised I can't get a new handphone until Feb&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WORK: &lt;/strong&gt;is where you go after you finish school&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I LIKE: &lt;/strong&gt;to visit the school library&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MY CELL PHONE: &lt;/strong&gt;has no camera&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I’M THINKING ABOUT: &lt;/strong&gt;getting a new handphone&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TOMORROW I WILL: &lt;/strong&gt;tidy my room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;WORKING OUT: &lt;/strong&gt;is good for health&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FRIENDS: &lt;/strong&gt;are important&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I AM: &lt;/strong&gt;unique&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6006990433987418564-4448328796409794558?l=janealloveragain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janealloveragain.blogspot.com/feeds/4448328796409794558/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6006990433987418564&amp;postID=4448328796409794558' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006990433987418564/posts/default/4448328796409794558'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006990433987418564/posts/default/4448328796409794558'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janealloveragain.blogspot.com/2008/12/meme-again.html' title='Meme again!'/><author><name>Jane Fung</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-515U72igkzc/TtEEWUQ7JII/AAAAAAAAAgs/GkwU_tzAs-A/s220/218169_211553028855895_100000035983441_863032_4289518_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6006990433987418564.post-7285809616644553892</id><published>2008-12-25T14:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T14:47:39.180+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas Day'/><title type='text'>Merry X'mas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.wishafriend.com/graphics/" target="new"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i251.photobucket.com/albums/gg294/wafpaf/graphics/christmas/christmas98.gif" border="0" alt="Myspace Graphics"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6006990433987418564-7285809616644553892?l=janealloveragain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janealloveragain.blogspot.com/feeds/7285809616644553892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6006990433987418564&amp;postID=7285809616644553892' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006990433987418564/posts/default/7285809616644553892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006990433987418564/posts/default/7285809616644553892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janealloveragain.blogspot.com/2008/12/merry-xmas.html' title='Merry X&apos;mas'/><author><name>Jane Fung</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-515U72igkzc/TtEEWUQ7JII/AAAAAAAAAgs/GkwU_tzAs-A/s220/218169_211553028855895_100000035983441_863032_4289518_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6006990433987418564.post-1927986400619034566</id><published>2008-12-10T17:30:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T18:13:08.142+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meme'/><title type='text'>Another Meme</title><content type='html'>A meme I copied from Joey's blog!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. ONE OF YOUR SCARS, HOW DID YOU GET IT?&lt;br /&gt;-I tripped over the steps at Sentosa at night. Dunno how they put the lights, they lined it at the base of the stairs instead of the tip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. WHAT IS ON THE WALLS OF YOUR ROOM?&lt;br /&gt;-A framed panoramic sepia picture of a sailing boat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. DO YOUR SNORE, GRIND YOUR TEETH OR TALK IN YOUR SLEEP?&lt;br /&gt;-Dun tell you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. WHAT TYPE OF MUSIC DO YOU LISTEN TO?&lt;br /&gt;-Just not crap songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. DO YOU KNOW WHAT TIME YOU WERE BORN?&lt;br /&gt;-In the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. WHAT DO YOU WANT MORE THAN ANYTHING RIGHT NOW?&lt;br /&gt;-Next year to start.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. WHAT DO YOU MISS?&lt;br /&gt;-Last year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. WHAT IS YOUR MOST PRIZED POSSESSION?&lt;br /&gt;-My panda pouch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. HOW TALL ARE YOU?&lt;br /&gt;-Not sure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. DO YOU GET CLAUSTROPHOBIC?&lt;br /&gt;-If you locked me in prison I think I would get claustrophobic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. DO YOU GET SCARED IN THE DARK?&lt;br /&gt;-If it is really dark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. THE LAST PERSON TO MAKE YOU CRY?&lt;br /&gt;-Someone I liked and respect as a senior.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. WHAT IS YOUR FAVOURITE PERFUME FOR A GIRL?&lt;br /&gt;-I dun have perfume bottles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. WHAT KIND OF HAIR/EYE COLOUR DO YOU LIKE ON THE OPPOSITE SEX?&lt;br /&gt;-Original.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. WHERE CAN YOU SEE YOURSELF BEING PROPOSED TO?&lt;br /&gt;-I dun see myself being proposed to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. COFFEE OR ENERGY DRINK?&lt;br /&gt;-Does 100 plus considered as energy drink?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. WHAT IS YOUR FAVOURITE PIZZA TOPPING?&lt;br /&gt;-Tuna.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. IF YOU CAN EAT ANYTHING RIGHT NOW, WHAT WOULD IT BE?&lt;br /&gt;-Sour Plums.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(where's 19?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. HAVE YOU EVER EATEN A GOLDFISH?&lt;br /&gt;-Like Mr.Bean? No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. WHAT WAS THE FIRST MEANINGFUL GIFT YOU EVER RECEIVED?&lt;br /&gt;-A drawing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. DO YOU LIKE ANYBODY?&lt;br /&gt;-Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. ARE YOU DOUBLE JOINTED?&lt;br /&gt;-NO.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. FAVOURITE CLOTHING BRAND?&lt;br /&gt;-My wardrobe is filled with second-hand stuff so I dun really have a choice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(where's 25?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. DO YOU HAVE A PET RIGHT NOW?&lt;br /&gt;-Yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. WHAT KIND IS IT?&lt;br /&gt;-Virtual.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. WOULD YOU FALL IN LOVE KNOWING THAT THE PERSON IS LEAVING?&lt;br /&gt;-Maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. WHAT IS THE BEST WAY TO TELL SOMEONE HOW MUCH THEY MEAN TO YOU?&lt;br /&gt;-Just be there during their up and downs, share the happiness and divide the sorrow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. SAY A NUMBER FROM ONE TO HUNDRED:&lt;br /&gt;-7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. BLONDES OR BRUNETTES?&lt;br /&gt;-What's the difference other than their hair colours?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. WHAT IS THE ONE NUMBER YOU CALL OFTEN?&lt;br /&gt;-65427788 the Singapore weather hotline.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. WHAT ANNOYS YOU THE MOST?&lt;br /&gt;-People who pretend to be someone they are not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. HAVE YOU BEEN OUT OF SINGAPORE?&lt;br /&gt;-Just returned from Malaysia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. YOUR WEAKNESS?&lt;br /&gt;-Pandas and anything with panda(s) on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. MET ANYONE FAMOUS?&lt;br /&gt;-Saw a celebrity in a restaurant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. FIRST JOB?&lt;br /&gt;-Student.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. EVER DONE A PRANK CALL?&lt;br /&gt;-No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. HAVE YOU EVER HAD SURGERY?&lt;br /&gt;-Yes, to remove both my 11th and 12th toes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(whatever happened to 40 and 41?!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42. WHAT DO YOU GET COMPLIMENTED ABOUT MOST?&lt;br /&gt;-Unable to shut up. Or being a clone of my mum. I'm not sure if both are good or bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43. HAVE YOU EVER HAD BRACES?&lt;br /&gt;-No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44. WHAT DO YOU WANT FOR YOUR BIRTHDAY?&lt;br /&gt;-Lots of presents. So I know I'm not forgotten yet. And a cake. With candles on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45. HOW MANY KIDS DO YOU WANT?&lt;br /&gt;-Twins, one girl one boy, if I ever get married.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46. WERE YOU NAMED AFTER ANYONE?&lt;br /&gt;-No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47. DO YOU WISH ON STARS?&lt;br /&gt;-You can see stars anytime at night what can you wish for?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;49. WHAT KIND OF SHAMPOO DO YOU USE?&lt;br /&gt;-Sunsilk some yogurt thing that makes hair silky smooth but doesn't have any effect on my hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50. DO YOU LIKE YOUR HANDWRITING?&lt;br /&gt;-No. My handwriting sucks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6006990433987418564-1927986400619034566?l=janealloveragain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janealloveragain.blogspot.com/feeds/1927986400619034566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6006990433987418564&amp;postID=1927986400619034566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006990433987418564/posts/default/1927986400619034566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006990433987418564/posts/default/1927986400619034566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janealloveragain.blogspot.com/2008/12/another-meme.html' title='Another Meme'/><author><name>Jane Fung</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-515U72igkzc/TtEEWUQ7JII/AAAAAAAAAgs/GkwU_tzAs-A/s220/218169_211553028855895_100000035983441_863032_4289518_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6006990433987418564.post-5310509036567611954</id><published>2008-12-10T14:26:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-10T14:32:45.432+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ipoh'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Genting'/><title type='text'>Ipoh Trip (cont'd)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="width:400px; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" src="http://w428.photobucket.com/pbwidget.swf?pbwurl=http://w428.photobucket.com/albums/qq10/pixiepanda07/Ipoh Trip/85e8f0b0.pbw" height="320" width="400"&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/slideshows" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn.gif" style="float:left;border-width: 0;" &gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s428.photobucket.com/albums/qq10/pixiepanda07/Ipoh%20Trip/?action=view&amp;current=85e8f0b0.pbw" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn_viewallimages.gif" style="float:left;border-width: 0;" &gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6006990433987418564-5310509036567611954?l=janealloveragain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janealloveragain.blogspot.com/feeds/5310509036567611954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6006990433987418564&amp;postID=5310509036567611954' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006990433987418564/posts/default/5310509036567611954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006990433987418564/posts/default/5310509036567611954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janealloveragain.blogspot.com/2008/12/ipoh-trip-contd.html' title='Ipoh Trip (cont&apos;d)'/><author><name>Jane Fung</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-515U72igkzc/TtEEWUQ7JII/AAAAAAAAAgs/GkwU_tzAs-A/s220/218169_211553028855895_100000035983441_863032_4289518_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6006990433987418564.post-4008921700288026475</id><published>2008-12-09T18:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T18:58:30.601+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ipoh'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Back'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Genting'/><title type='text'>Ipoh Trip</title><content type='html'>I'm back from Ipoh!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7 days in Malaysia!! That's the longest time I spent in Malaysia with my family!! I thought we would be gone for 5 days so I didn't pack enough clothes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will update more about the trip in next post!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6006990433987418564-4008921700288026475?l=janealloveragain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janealloveragain.blogspot.com/feeds/4008921700288026475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6006990433987418564&amp;postID=4008921700288026475' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006990433987418564/posts/default/4008921700288026475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006990433987418564/posts/default/4008921700288026475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r_--zq6oeyo/SRvXKy8-nNI/AAAAAAAAAck/Jee5xi-PtQk/s400/truong_tan_1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268040769616125138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r_--zq6oeyo/SRvWtgQVwNI/AAAAAAAAAcc/6v5NC2HfIss/s1600-h/truong_tan_2_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 310px; height: 206px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r_--zq6oeyo/SRvWtgQVwNI/AAAAAAAAAcc/6v5NC2HfIss/s400/truong_tan_2_1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268040266380853458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_--zq6oeyo/SRvWtjTwUTI/AAAAAAAAAcU/7_MQkYjd7UI/s1600-h/truong_tan_2_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 310px; height: 372px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_--zq6oeyo/SRvWtjTwUTI/AAAAAAAAAcU/7_MQkYjd7UI/s400/truong_tan_2_2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268040267200483634" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r_--zq6oeyo/SRvWtW4H2sI/AAAAAAAAAcM/KE0JLVm1zvU/s1600-h/truong_tan_3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r_--zq6oeyo/SRvWtW4H2sI/AAAAAAAAAcM/KE0JLVm1zvU/s400/truong_tan_3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268040263863360194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_--zq6oeyo/SRvWtFBqAeI/AAAAAAAAAcE/iZx_xt5oymo/s1600-h/Doors.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_--zq6oeyo/SRvWtFBqAeI/AAAAAAAAAcE/iZx_xt5oymo/s400/Doors.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268040259071508962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_--zq6oeyo/SRvWszcX9xI/AAAAAAAAAb8/Jg0r8zG8GbY/s1600-h/03.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_--zq6oeyo/SRvWszcX9xI/AAAAAAAAAb8/Jg0r8zG8GbY/s400/03.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268040254351734546" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r_--zq6oeyo/SRvUFsIfwPI/AAAAAAAAAbM/zUJtzpWt014/s1600-h/al_ghoussein_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268037383351156978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 192px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r_--zq6oeyo/SRvUFsIfwPI/AAAAAAAAAbM/zUJtzpWt014/s400/al_ghoussein_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_--zq6oeyo/SRvUFecVqxI/AAAAAAAAAbE/NL5S7d_RW6Q/s1600-h/al_ghoussein_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268037379676285714" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_--zq6oeyo/SRvUFecVqxI/AAAAAAAAAbE/NL5S7d_RW6Q/s400/al_ghoussein_2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_--zq6oeyo/SRvUE1wryoI/AAAAAAAAAa8/Th-dKRsX-BA/s1600-h/al_ghoussein_3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268037368755767938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 268px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_--zq6oeyo/SRvUE1wryoI/AAAAAAAAAa8/Th-dKRsX-BA/s400/al_ghoussein_3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_--zq6oeyo/SRvUE6-jIlI/AAAAAAAAAa0/brX_o5yGEUI/s1600-h/cobangbang_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268037370156098130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_--zq6oeyo/SRvUE6-jIlI/AAAAAAAAAa0/brX_o5yGEUI/s400/cobangbang_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r_--zq6oeyo/SRvUEogfwsI/AAAAAAAAAas/h2sRfiCA1lY/s1600-h/cobangbang_2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268037365198209730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 275px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r_--zq6oeyo/SRvUEogfwsI/AAAAAAAAAas/h2sRfiCA1lY/s400/cobangbang_2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r_--zq6oeyo/SRvTnOPtdkI/AAAAAAAAAak/UiNjujjiMJE/s1600-h/tse_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268036859932276290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r_--zq6oeyo/SRvTnOPtdkI/AAAAAAAAAak/UiNjujjiMJE/s400/tse_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r_--zq6oeyo/SRvTnCaxiUI/AAAAAAAAAac/2Ouc7qsGet8/s1600-h/chong_innen_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268036856757455170" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r_--zq6oeyo/SRvTnCaxiUI/AAAAAAAAAac/2Ouc7qsGet8/s400/chong_innen_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r_--zq6oeyo/SRvTm6yBI9I/AAAAAAAAAaU/P-4exalGoEA/s1600-h/tuningfork.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268036854707463122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 267px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r_--zq6oeyo/SRvTm6yBI9I/AAAAAAAAAaU/P-4exalGoEA/s400/tuningfork.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_--zq6oeyo/SRvTmixcaYI/AAAAAAAAAaM/Q6MPWVPOAR4/s1600-h/amankul.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268036848262605186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 137px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_--zq6oeyo/SRvTmixcaYI/AAAAAAAAAaM/Q6MPWVPOAR4/s400/amankul.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r_--zq6oeyo/SRvTmUlu7iI/AAAAAAAAAaE/mCqfI3ZY5NI/s1600-h/juma_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5268036844455390754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 192px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r_--zq6oeyo/SRvTmUlu7iI/AAAAAAAAAaE/mCqfI3ZY5NI/s400/juma_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.: Thank you, Nicholas.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6006990433987418564-8761804769107116408?l=janealloveragain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janealloveragain.blogspot.com/feeds/8761804769107116408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6006990433987418564&amp;postID=8761804769107116408' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006990433987418564/posts/default/8761804769107116408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006990433987418564/posts/default/8761804769107116408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janealloveragain.blogspot.com/2008/11/singapore-biennale-2008.html' title='Singapore Biennale 08'/><author><name>Jane Fung</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-515U72igkzc/TtEEWUQ7JII/AAAAAAAAAgs/GkwU_tzAs-A/s220/218169_211553028855895_100000035983441_863032_4289518_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r_--zq6oeyo/SRrkLQW9_9I/AAAAAAAAAVE/wZuNS2MApVs/s72-c/px-exhibitions01.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6006990433987418564.post-4290147862463376017</id><published>2008-11-10T09:52:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T10:25:36.653+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='golf'/><title type='text'>Golf</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r_--zq6oeyo/SReUPJbnIOI/AAAAAAAAAU0/pfHdhhv2DEo/s1600-h/DSC01840.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266841277183762658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r_--zq6oeyo/SReUPJbnIOI/AAAAAAAAAU0/pfHdhhv2DEo/s400/DSC01840.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yesterday, my parents brought me to &lt;a href="http://www.mbgc.com.sg/range.htm"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Marina Bay Driving Range&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt; to hit some golf balls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wasn't too keen about it. I mean, how fun is it to use a metal stick to hit a ball to see how far the ball could go? No offence.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of golf.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.callawaygolf.com/Global/en-US/TheTour/StaffPros/Justintimberlake.html"&gt;http://www.callawaygolf.com/Global/en-US/TheTour/StaffPros/Justintimberlake.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Justin Timberlake has reached an agreement to endorse and play Callaway equipment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Callaway hopes that by doing so, the profits they earn will go up by 1000%.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's a pretty good golfer actually, seeing that his handicap is 6 and Tiger Woods' handicap is 0 &lt;em&gt;(the lower the better).&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of Tiger Woods.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.telegraph.co.uk/sport/golf/tigerwoods/3105456/Tiger-Woods-recovery-could-take-two-years-Golf.html"&gt;http://www.telegraph.co.uk/sport/golf/tigerwoods/3105456/Tiger-Woods-recovery-could-take-two-years-Golf.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He's not going to play anymore golf for the next two years isn't it? He have to recover from knee injury.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That shouldn't be a problem really, he has earned the most prize money in his career out of other players. One magazine predicts he will be the first sports star to earn a billion dollars by 2010.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He doesn't even need to work, he has enough money to last for a few lifetimes.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6006990433987418564-4290147862463376017?l=janealloveragain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janealloveragain.blogspot.com/feeds/4290147862463376017/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6006990433987418564&amp;postID=4290147862463376017' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006990433987418564/posts/default/4290147862463376017'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006990433987418564/posts/default/4290147862463376017'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janealloveragain.blogspot.com/2008/11/golf.html' title='Golf'/><author><name>Jane Fung</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-515U72igkzc/TtEEWUQ7JII/AAAAAAAAAgs/GkwU_tzAs-A/s220/218169_211553028855895_100000035983441_863032_4289518_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r_--zq6oeyo/SReUPJbnIOI/AAAAAAAAAU0/pfHdhhv2DEo/s72-c/DSC01840.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6006990433987418564.post-6688938702186050244</id><published>2008-11-10T08:51:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T09:50:33.340+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='news'/><title type='text'>Gong Li</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;Today's headlines&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:180%;"&gt;Gong Li Becomes A Singaporean&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.asiaone.com/a1media/justwomen/08Aug08/images/gong_li1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5266840215353524626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 181px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r_--zq6oeyo/SReTRVzjgZI/AAAAAAAAAUs/gp07JBDUHgc/s400/ST_IMAGES_P1BLURBS10-SGB.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.straitstimes.com/Breaking%2BNews/Lifestyle/Story/STIStory_300486.html"&gt;http://www.straitstimes.com/Breaking%2BNews/Lifestyle/Story/STIStory_300486.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6006990433987418564-6688938702186050244?l=janealloveragain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janealloveragain.blogspot.com/feeds/6688938702186050244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6006990433987418564&amp;postID=6688938702186050244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006990433987418564/posts/default/6688938702186050244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006990433987418564/posts/default/6688938702186050244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janealloveragain.blogspot.com/2008/11/gong-li.html' title='Gong Li'/><author><name>Jane Fung</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-515U72igkzc/TtEEWUQ7JII/AAAAAAAAAgs/GkwU_tzAs-A/s220/218169_211553028855895_100000035983441_863032_4289518_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r_--zq6oeyo/SReTRVzjgZI/AAAAAAAAAUs/gp07JBDUHgc/s72-c/ST_IMAGES_P1BLURBS10-SGB.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6006990433987418564.post-1681762879714205749</id><published>2008-11-09T11:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T11:57:27.378+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='telepathy'/><title type='text'>Telepathy</title><content type='html'>There was once I watched this documentary about twins being able to read each other minds. Just being able to know what in each other minds is cool enough, but being so far apart and still able to do it is rather &lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;incredible&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the documentary, one pair of twins claimed that when one of them came back from school, she was singing the same song as the other twin who was reading in her bedroom. Another pair of long-lost twins had the same likes and dislikes even when they had been separated and had never met each other for 30 years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and my sister seem to have some sort of mental connection between us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like at random times we would be thinking of the same song. Like the other time I was thinking of the "Gaston" song from Beauty and The Beast in my head and suddenly she sang a line from that song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quite recently, at lunch yesterday, when I finished my meal, my sister asked me to do a favour for her. I told her no, because I already know what she's gonna ask me to do. She dared me to tell her what she's thinking then, but if I told her on the spot, wouldn't she change her mind and tell me to do something else? SO I made her type her request into her phone text message and place it face down on the table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I asked,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"You want me to buy otah for you is it?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And what she wrote in her note,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Please help me buy 2 more otah."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;Then she still say I guess wrong. Because I didn't specify how many otah she wanted me to buy.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6006990433987418564-1681762879714205749?l=janealloveragain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janealloveragain.blogspot.com/feeds/1681762879714205749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6006990433987418564&amp;postID=1681762879714205749' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006990433987418564/posts/default/1681762879714205749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006990433987418564/posts/default/1681762879714205749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janealloveragain.blogspot.com/2008/11/telepathy.html' title='Telepathy'/><author><name>Jane Fung</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-515U72igkzc/TtEEWUQ7JII/AAAAAAAAAgs/GkwU_tzAs-A/s220/218169_211553028855895_100000035983441_863032_4289518_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6006990433987418564.post-8198179498595099366</id><published>2008-11-08T18:18:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T21:32:10.151+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meme'/><title type='text'>Random Meme</title><content type='html'>Shall do this weird meme I found while googling "random meme"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really bored.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taken from&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://dancingwithfrogs.blogspot.com/search/label/meme"&gt;http://dancingwithfrogs.blogspot.com/search/label/meme&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. What kind of soap is in your bathtub right now?&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Cetaphil&lt;/span&gt; Bar Soap for Sensitive Skin.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. Do you have any watermelon in your refrigerator?&lt;br /&gt;-No. They're so bloody big and round and heavy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What would you change about your living room?&lt;br /&gt;-We need to put a clock next to the TV so I can check the TV guide in the Life! newspaper and the time at the same time without turning my head to see the grandfather clock behind me. Too lazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://ngfl.northumberland.gov.uk/dt/dtclip/Food_Alb/images/clock_jpg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 220px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://ngfl.northumberland.gov.uk/dt/dtclip/Food_Alb/images/clock_jpg.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Are the dishes in your dishwasher clean or dirty?&lt;br /&gt;-We dun have a dishwasher!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. What is in your fridge?&lt;br /&gt;-Eggs, biscuits, light &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;soya&lt;/span&gt; sauce, dark &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;soya&lt;/span&gt; sauce, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;Shao&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Hsing&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Hua&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Tiao&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Chiew&lt;/span&gt;, margarine, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;kaya&lt;/span&gt; spread, condensed milk, ice water, chocolates, Tabasco sauce, 100 plus can drinks, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Vitagen&lt;/span&gt;, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. White or wheat bread?&lt;br /&gt;-Wheat bread. More dietary fibre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. What is on top of your refrigerator?&lt;br /&gt;-Dust?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. What colour or design is on your shower curtain.&lt;br /&gt;-Shower curtain? We've a sliding glass door.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. How many plants are in your home?&lt;br /&gt;-12. 9 potted plants at the doorstep near the gate and 3 plants in glass mugs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Is your bed made right now?&lt;br /&gt;-No. I slept in the afternoon. And now there's a pile of clothes on my bed. Where did they come from?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. Comet or Soft Scrub?&lt;br /&gt;-???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. Is your closet organised?&lt;br /&gt;-It is an organised mess. Looks pretty neat to me but hell to my mother.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Can you describe your flashlight?&lt;br /&gt;-It looks like a torch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Do you drink out of glass or plastic when you're at home?&lt;br /&gt;-Glass mug.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Do you have iced tea made in a pitcher right now?&lt;br /&gt;-What's a pitcher?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. If you have a garage, is it cluttered?&lt;br /&gt;-I dun have a garage, so no, my garage is not cluttered.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Curtains or blinds?&lt;br /&gt;-So far we have only curtains in our house..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. How many pillows do you sleep with?&lt;br /&gt;-2.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. Do you sleep with any lights on at night?&lt;br /&gt;-No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. How often do you vacuum? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;When ordered to.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Or when the floor is really dirty and I couldn't stand it.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Or when I'm really really bored.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;21. Standard toothbrush or electric?&lt;br /&gt;-Standard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. What colour is your toothbrush?&lt;br /&gt;-Blue&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Do you have a welcome mat on your front porch?&lt;br /&gt;-No. Just a regular mat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. What is in your oven right now?&lt;br /&gt;-Stuff for parties, like disposable cups, plates, bowl, utensils and napkins. And the oven trays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Is there anything under your bed?&lt;br /&gt;-My &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;pipa&lt;/span&gt; case and the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;pipa&lt;/span&gt; in it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. Chore you hate doing the most?&lt;br /&gt;-I dun find housework hard to do. I just hate the outcome of my fate. I've to redo all of them all the time because the pail of water &lt;u&gt;wasn't dirty enough&lt;/u&gt;&lt;em&gt;(which *means* I didn't scrub every crook and cranny of my bedroom properly)&lt;/em&gt; or the pail of water &lt;u&gt;was too dirty&lt;/u&gt; to wet the cloth in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. What retro items are in your home?&lt;br /&gt;-The Rubik's Cube my sister got in her bedroom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. Do you have a separate room that you use as an office?&lt;br /&gt;-I dun work, so no office.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. How many mirrors are in your home?&lt;br /&gt;-6 mirrors. 1 small hanging wall mirror near the shoe rack, 2 bathroom mirrors, 2 wardrobe mirrors and 1 pocket mirror.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. What colour are your walls?&lt;br /&gt;-Pale orange and pale yellow. My bedroom colour looks bright anytime, daytime or nighttime.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. Do you keep any kind of protection weapons in your home?&lt;br /&gt;-A fly-swatter. For swatting beastly insects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. What does your home smell like right now?&lt;br /&gt;-No smell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. Favourite candle scent?&lt;br /&gt;-Hate candle scent. I like candles, but not with the scent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. What kind of pickles (if any) are in your refrigerator right now?&lt;br /&gt;-This meme author is obsessed with people's fridges. It's beginning to creep me out....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. What colour is your favourite Bible?&lt;br /&gt;-No Bible at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. Ever been on your roof?&lt;br /&gt;-That would be intruding on my neighbour's privacy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. Do you own a stereo?&lt;br /&gt;-We have a CD stereo in good working condition on top of the cupboard, but what is it doing way up there so high I can't reach even if I stand on tip-toes I dunno. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Everytime&lt;/span&gt; I wanna listen to ABBA must climb chair to insert CD. 麻烦。Should put the stereo in my bedroom. Then I'll listen to ABBA everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. How many &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;tvs&lt;/span&gt; do you have?&lt;br /&gt;-2. We used to have a 14 year old TV set. They got that TV set in June 1994.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. How many house phones?&lt;br /&gt;-3.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. Do you have a housekeeper?&lt;br /&gt;-No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41. What style do you decorate in?&lt;br /&gt;-If you meant house decor it should be wood theme. If it's how my room looks like...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;42. Do you like solid colours in furniture, or prints?&lt;br /&gt;-Wooden &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;furnitures&lt;/span&gt; come along with wood texture patterns prints don't they?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.insidegraphics.com/textures/images/photoshop_texture_filters.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.insidegraphics.com/textures/images/photoshop_texture_filters.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43. Is there a smoke detector in your home?&lt;br /&gt;-I dun think so. There's certainly one near the block's letterbox, every time someone lights up a cigarette at the lobby, the smoke detector goes crazy and the lifts stop functioning. Not to mention the annoying fire alarm that goes &lt;strong&gt;"&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;RRRIIIIIIINNGGG&lt;/span&gt;!!!!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44. In case of fire, what are the items in the house that you'd grab if you could make one quick trip?&lt;br /&gt;-If the situation above ever happens, I should know by then.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6006990433987418564-8198179498595099366?l=janealloveragain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janealloveragain.blogspot.com/feeds/8198179498595099366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6006990433987418564&amp;postID=8198179498595099366' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006990433987418564/posts/default/8198179498595099366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006990433987418564/posts/default/8198179498595099366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janealloveragain.blogspot.com/2008/11/random-meme.html' title='Random Meme'/><author><name>Jane Fung</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-515U72igkzc/TtEEWUQ7JII/AAAAAAAAAgs/GkwU_tzAs-A/s220/218169_211553028855895_100000035983441_863032_4289518_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6006990433987418564.post-607350879230221250</id><published>2008-11-07T14:12:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-10T08:51:25.831+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='news'/><title type='text'>A Real Superhero!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;CHECK THIS OUT!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/england/somerset/7707098.stm"&gt;http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/england/somerset/7707098.stm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.independent.co.uk/news/uk/this-britain/captain-fantastic-claims-worlds-longest-name-993957.html"&gt;http://www.independent.co.uk/news/uk/this-britain/captain-fantastic-claims-worlds-longest-name-993957.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hindu.com/thehindu/holnus/003200811061311.htm"&gt;http://www.hindu.com/thehindu/holnus/003200811061311.htm&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;It's on A19 of the Friday, November 7 2008 edition of "my paper"!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;A British music graduate, 19, has&lt;strong&gt; &lt;u&gt;officially&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; changed his name to&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#333399;"&gt;Captain Fantastic Faster Than Superman Spiderman Batman Wolverine Hulk And The Flash Combined&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The world longest name!!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Formerly known as George Garratt, he chose the name as he "wanted to be unique".&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;HAHAHAHAHA.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6006990433987418564-607350879230221250?l=janealloveragain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janealloveragain.blogspot.com/feeds/607350879230221250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6006990433987418564&amp;postID=607350879230221250' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006990433987418564/posts/default/607350879230221250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006990433987418564/posts/default/607350879230221250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janealloveragain.blogspot.com/2008/11/real-superhero.html' title='A Real Superhero!!!'/><author><name>Jane Fung</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-515U72igkzc/TtEEWUQ7JII/AAAAAAAAAgs/GkwU_tzAs-A/s220/218169_211553028855895_100000035983441_863032_4289518_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6006990433987418564.post-1016365595264327699</id><published>2008-11-06T11:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T11:32:43.493+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='movie'/><title type='text'>High School Musical 3!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://z.about.com/d/movies/1/0/K/O/R/highschoolmusical3poster.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 593px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://z.about.com/d/movies/1/0/K/O/R/highschoolmusical3poster.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/6006990433987418564-1016365595264327699?l=janealloveragain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janealloveragain.blogspot.com/feeds/1016365595264327699/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6006990433987418564&amp;postID=1016365595264327699' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006990433987418564/posts/default/1016365595264327699'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006990433987418564/posts/default/1016365595264327699'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janealloveragain.blogspot.com/2008/11/high-school-musical-3.html' title='High School Musical 3!!!'/><author><name>Jane Fung</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-515U72igkzc/TtEEWUQ7JII/AAAAAAAAAgs/GkwU_tzAs-A/s220/218169_211553028855895_100000035983441_863032_4289518_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6006990433987418564.post-2825301190664295817</id><published>2008-11-03T10:17:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T21:34:09.358+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meme'/><title type='text'>40 questions</title><content type='html'>Got this from my sister's blog. Since her life and my life are similar in some ways due to the fact we're blood-related and we live under the same roof, I didn't bother to change some of her answers to the questions. Like Questions 1, 2, 6, 14, 18, 21, 23, 27, 33, 36&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. Where do you hang your towel to dry after showering?&lt;br /&gt;-I drop it in the laundry basket.. My towels are like one-use-only.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. What kind of mouse pad do you have?&lt;br /&gt;-A wooden table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. Do you brush your hair with a comb or a brush?&lt;br /&gt;-Comb. No brush at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. In your opinion, who do you think is the hottest celebrity?&lt;br /&gt;-I dun really care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. You have a project due tomorrow, do you use tape or glue?&lt;br /&gt;-Glue. Tape makes it look like you're in a rush.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. Chicken or pork?&lt;br /&gt;-Chicken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. By the time you get to school, is it still dark?&lt;br /&gt;-The first few months of the year, yes. The last few months, no. The sun rise earlier in the later of the year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. If you had a choice to be a unicorn or mermaid which would it be?&lt;br /&gt;-Unicorn. Got horn to headbutt people with. Like *wikipedia* &lt;strong&gt;Zinedine Zidane&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where is question 9??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. What time does the sun usually set?&lt;br /&gt;-At sunset.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. What/who do you think of last before you go to sleep?&lt;br /&gt;-Am I gonna wake up tomorrow?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where is question 12??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. Do you wear braces?&lt;br /&gt;-No&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. Can you do a hand stand?&lt;br /&gt;-No. But I can stand on my hand. HAHA. Not funny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. If you were the opposite sex, how would you style your hair?&lt;br /&gt;-I'll just leave it the way it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. What level English are you in?&lt;br /&gt;-Sec2 Level.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Jessica Simpson or Alba?&lt;br /&gt;-Who are they???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Which subject is worse, English or Math?&lt;br /&gt;-Math.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. What’s one thing you really want to do this very moment?&lt;br /&gt;-Finish this meme.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. What movie are you embarrassed to admit you’ve watched.&lt;br /&gt;-Epic Movie. That's a totally crap movie. Watched it during class chalet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. CD player or iPOD?&lt;br /&gt;-iPod&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Would you rather spin upside down going 30 miles or drop 400 ft.&lt;br /&gt;-Drop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. Whats your favorite shape?&lt;br /&gt;-Eh. I don't know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. What do you have planned for the weekend?&lt;br /&gt;-Today is Monday. Too early to plan for the weekend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. Have you ever gone ice skating?&lt;br /&gt;-Yup. But I kept losing my balance. And falling on my butt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. If you were put in a room with nothing except for a pencil and paper, what would you do?&lt;br /&gt;-I will write a will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. Is it always easy finding your remote every time you want to watch TV?&lt;br /&gt;-Yes. It's always on the coffee table.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. How was your day?&lt;br /&gt;-Depressing so far. I've been slightly affected by yesterday trip to the doctor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. Do you grow your nails, bite or cut them?&lt;br /&gt;-I'm trying not to bite them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. Describe your handwriting.&lt;br /&gt;-Ugly. I can't even read my own handwriting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where is question 31??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. Do you bruise easily?&lt;br /&gt;-If I frequently walk into a wall.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;33. There`s nothing on TV except Barney and Japanese news what do you do?&lt;br /&gt;-I will watch Barney.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where is question 34??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. You got a essay due, you either can type or write in pen, which will it be?&lt;br /&gt;-I won't do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. Do you wear jeans to relax at home?&lt;br /&gt;-JEANS ARE NOT RELAXING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. Describe yourself using three words:&lt;br /&gt;-MY NAME'S JANE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where is question 38??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. Do you like ice in your drink?&lt;br /&gt;-Sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where is question 40??&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6006990433987418564-2825301190664295817?l=janealloveragain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janealloveragain.blogspot.com/feeds/2825301190664295817/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6006990433987418564&amp;postID=2825301190664295817' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006990433987418564/posts/default/2825301190664295817'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006990433987418564/posts/default/2825301190664295817'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janealloveragain.blogspot.com/2008/11/40-questions.html' title='40 questions'/><author><name>Jane Fung</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-515U72igkzc/TtEEWUQ7JII/AAAAAAAAAgs/GkwU_tzAs-A/s220/218169_211553028855895_100000035983441_863032_4289518_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6006990433987418564.post-6164724598888047202</id><published>2008-11-02T20:55:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-03T09:01:37.647+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Doctor'/><title type='text'>Banned</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r_--zq6oeyo/SQ2o4N_qk8I/AAAAAAAAAUU/ZAvarSi7IXA/s1600-h/Banned+from+Pets.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264049223248810946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r_--zq6oeyo/SQ2o4N_qk8I/AAAAAAAAAUU/ZAvarSi7IXA/s400/Banned+from+Pets.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r_--zq6oeyo/SQ2oXKkTEBI/AAAAAAAAAUM/NSgWBs9got8/s1600-h/Banned+from+Pets.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life in an enclosed bubble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a new bedroom. Why I say so? Because my bedroom looks completely different from the one I had during the first 10 months of 2008.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One thing that has changed in my room was the poster of Death Note's Misa. Why that poster is hanging in my room I don't really know. I'm not a great fan of Death Note because I only watched the anime episodes until Ep.25 and watched the first installment of the movie series and read a first few chapters of the manga.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;BEFORE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_--zq6oeyo/SQ2r467hJ1I/AAAAAAAAAUc/SsFkVgd6nVI/s1600-h/DSC01801.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264052533845894994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_--zq6oeyo/SQ2r467hJ1I/AAAAAAAAAUc/SsFkVgd6nVI/s400/DSC01801.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;AFTER&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5264052538272017922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 300px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r_--zq6oeyo/SQ2r5LaybgI/AAAAAAAAAUk/zB0aBo-4ZjI/s400/DSC01802.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The consultation fees charged by the doctor was &lt;u&gt;ridiculously&lt;/u&gt; high.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;$80&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; just to see the doctor!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, he is a specialist and he doesn't come by the clinic that often, only three times a week. The patients would have to visit the other doctor who is available at that clinic every day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But his consultation were..&lt;em&gt;how to put it in words&lt;/em&gt;...rather eccentric.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LIKE: "A table, a chair, a bed and nothing else in the bedroom."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That sounds like a &lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;PRISON CELL.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now my bedroom is completely cleared. All my SEC1 and SEC2 textbooks are all gone. At least now, I can forget the bad memories I had attained from the first two years of secondary school life. FAREWELL. But wait..how do I revise for O'Levels if my textbooks are gone?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;PLUS:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;No more public transport.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;No more housework.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;No more sports other than swimming.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;NO MORE PETS IN FUTURE&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;I'm required to use only the brand of soup he gave to me. For the rest of my life or until my condition improve.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;A WHOLE lot of tablets and many small containers of cream. Like I'm a sick person down with SARS or flu. I'm not even ill in first place.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;Actually, those advices above weren't exactly for me to follow. It's just precautions for me to take so I won't need to see him in future. No wonder the bill was so freaking expensive.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My mother got a bit furious when the doctor mentioned I should avoid housework. Mother was going, "No, she must do housework at home!!" but the doctor replied he doesn't want to see me in future.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;He even went on to ask me what occupation I would like to take in future. But hey, I'm only 14, I have no idea what I wanna be when I grow up. The doctor said I couldn't do jobs like engineering or mechanic work because it require me to use my hands. Working behind a computer is fine, but only working on softcopy, not on hardcopy, as hardcopy requires the use of hands to link them together. My mother replied "Psychiatrist" &lt;em&gt;(that job have to do with mentally insane patients!!!)&lt;/em&gt; while I said "Psychologist". The doctor actually smiled and say, "Good, you only need to use your jaw muscles."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;His last advice was the most strangest advice I ever heard in a consultation.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"Grow up, marry a rich husband, and ask him to get a maid for you to do housework."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;My teddy bear is taken away from me. I'm gonna be lonely at home for a long time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6006990433987418564-6164724598888047202?l=janealloveragain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janealloveragain.blogspot.com/feeds/6164724598888047202/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6006990433987418564&amp;postID=6164724598888047202' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006990433987418564/posts/default/6164724598888047202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006990433987418564/posts/default/6164724598888047202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janealloveragain.blogspot.com/2008/11/banned.html' title='Banned'/><author><name>Jane Fung</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-515U72igkzc/TtEEWUQ7JII/AAAAAAAAAgs/GkwU_tzAs-A/s220/218169_211553028855895_100000035983441_863032_4289518_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r_--zq6oeyo/SQ2o4N_qk8I/AAAAAAAAAUU/ZAvarSi7IXA/s72-c/Banned+from+Pets.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6006990433987418564.post-6213493159422593736</id><published>2008-11-01T07:11:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T07:14:17.310+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='TMS Open House'/><title type='text'>TMS Open House 2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.temaseksec.moe.edu.sg/school_life/announcements/0133_Flyer.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 933px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.temaseksec.moe.edu.sg/school_life/announcements/0133_Flyer.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&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/6006990433987418564-6213493159422593736?l=janealloveragain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janealloveragain.blogspot.com/feeds/6213493159422593736/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6006990433987418564&amp;postID=6213493159422593736' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006990433987418564/posts/default/6213493159422593736'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006990433987418564/posts/default/6213493159422593736'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janealloveragain.blogspot.com/2008/11/tms-open-house-2008_01.html' title='TMS Open House 2008'/><author><name>Jane Fung</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-515U72igkzc/TtEEWUQ7JII/AAAAAAAAAgs/GkwU_tzAs-A/s220/218169_211553028855895_100000035983441_863032_4289518_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6006990433987418564.post-6159122596773662922</id><published>2008-11-01T07:03:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T07:08:37.692+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Birthday'/><title type='text'>Happy Birthday</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Wishing Thaddeus&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6006990433987418564-6159122596773662922?l=janealloveragain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janealloveragain.blogspot.com/feeds/6159122596773662922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6006990433987418564&amp;postID=6159122596773662922' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006990433987418564/posts/default/6159122596773662922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006990433987418564/posts/default/6159122596773662922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janealloveragain.blogspot.com/2008/11/tms-open-house-2008.html' title='Happy Birthday'/><author><name>Jane Fung</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-515U72igkzc/TtEEWUQ7JII/AAAAAAAAAgs/GkwU_tzAs-A/s220/218169_211553028855895_100000035983441_863032_4289518_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6006990433987418564.post-4625191360758657920</id><published>2008-10-28T22:28:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T06:59:34.912+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Disney'/><title type='text'>Shopping(continued)</title><content type='html'>OH yes before I forget.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fourthly, I got a new pair of earrings!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever since I pierced my ears on Boxing Day, the day before I watched "KING KONG", I've been on a shopping spree to get new fancy earrings, but I guess that feeling had already wore off. I lost my favourite pair of earrings while at the hairdressers&lt;em&gt; (that's why I dun like cutting my hair) &lt;/em&gt;because while the lady comb my hair, my hair got entangled with the right earring and it snaps off and got lost on the floor &lt;em&gt;(you do know at the barber/hairdressers they have lots of hair on the floor, how do you find one tiny earring?).&lt;/em&gt; I lost my second favourite pair of earrings at the sea while snorkeling, bitten by sea-bugs and watching massive wild turtles.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mum complained that the earrings I always buy are too small for anyone to see. She said, "You damn funny one, your sister buys big earrings like the star one and then you go for small ones that people cannot see." Sigh..even what I wear for earrings is commented on.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the new earrings I bought were small silver roses.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They sorta remind me of Belle from "Beauty &amp;amp; The Beast". I like her best out of the Disney Princess because at least she's more practical and smarter than the other Disney Princesses. And she not a princess to start off with, she's just an ordinary girl whom everyone called her "a most peculiar mad'moiselle". She fell in love with someone with a good heart, not like Snow White who sings "I'm Wishing" inside a "magic" well for her handsome prince and gets "One Love" in return.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://disney-clipart.com/Beauty-Beast/characters/Princess-Belle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 540px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://disney-clipart.com/Beauty-Beast/characters/Princess-Belle.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r_--zq6oeyo/SQuMaz8BIsI/AAAAAAAAAT0/Y5Wl-usifyg/s1600-h/Snow-White.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5263454981758984898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 275px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r_--zq6oeyo/SQuMaz8BIsI/AAAAAAAAAT0/Y5Wl-usifyg/s400/Snow-White.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_--zq6oeyo/SQuMHnNAvXI/AAAAAAAAATs/gPRKZgftxBY/s1600-h/Snow-White.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Belle&lt;/span&gt; &lt;strong&gt;PWN &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Snow White&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://disney-clipart.com/snow-white/jpg/Snow-White-Prince.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6006990433987418564-4625191360758657920?l=janealloveragain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janealloveragain.blogspot.com/feeds/4625191360758657920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6006990433987418564&amp;postID=4625191360758657920' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006990433987418564/posts/default/4625191360758657920'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006990433987418564/posts/default/4625191360758657920'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janealloveragain.blogspot.com/2008/10/shoppingcontinued.html' title='Shopping(continued)'/><author><name>Jane Fung</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-515U72igkzc/TtEEWUQ7JII/AAAAAAAAAgs/GkwU_tzAs-A/s220/218169_211553028855895_100000035983441_863032_4289518_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r_--zq6oeyo/SQuMaz8BIsI/AAAAAAAAAT0/Y5Wl-usifyg/s72-c/Snow-White.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6006990433987418564.post-5018259934651050648</id><published>2008-10-28T21:37:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-01T06:37:44.809+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='dreams'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='late'/><title type='text'>Late Dreams</title><content type='html'>I have this weird dream for many nights in a row, whenever I woke up after dreaming, I would break out in a cold sweat and immediately check the clock, then heave a sigh of relief. The dream's setting always take place in the afternoon, when I just happened to glance at a watch or a clock and then I realised I had skipped CCA or late for CCA or completely forgotten there was a CCA practice scheduled for that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I have almost a clean record for &lt;u&gt;not being late&lt;/u&gt; for school/lesson/tuition. Well, with minor crimes committed accidentally by me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like the time I was late for Chinese tuition and I missed the spelling test that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another time the school bus refused to come. So when the bus finally came, it was time to sing the national anthem in primary school. When we &lt;em&gt;(students who takes the school bus to school)&lt;/em&gt; dashed up the staircase to the hall, some pompous school prefect kindly reminded us we're late for school and we're not allowed to enter the hall. So this huge burly schoolmate who sits in front of me in the school bus told the prefect rather rudely the school bus failed to pick us up on time. So this prefect had no choice to let us through. Lucky no punishment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And one time I lost my sense of direction and end up in Punggol instead of Pasir Ris. Late for a project meeting but just in time for supplementary class later in the afternoon. Sigh..up to this day, I haven't really got back my sense of direction. Maybe I don't have it at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, back to topic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know how fairy tales always say "Dreams always come true"? So I was rather freaked out that it happened today. Not I was wishing to skip CCA, but I actually forgot to attend the Open House Rehearsal. DAMN. So I'm feeling really guilty now. Since my dream came true, I hope it won't happen in future. Sweet dreams.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6006990433987418564-5018259934651050648?l=janealloveragain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janealloveragain.blogspot.com/feeds/5018259934651050648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6006990433987418564&amp;postID=5018259934651050648' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006990433987418564/posts/default/5018259934651050648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006990433987418564/posts/default/5018259934651050648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janealloveragain.blogspot.com/2008/10/late.html' title='Late Dreams'/><author><name>Jane Fung</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-515U72igkzc/TtEEWUQ7JII/AAAAAAAAAgs/GkwU_tzAs-A/s220/218169_211553028855895_100000035983441_863032_4289518_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6006990433987418564.post-8629377999584996895</id><published>2008-10-28T11:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-28T11:20:21.852+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='cooking'/><title type='text'>Today's Lunch</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hotdogs float and Meatballs sink.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6006990433987418564-8629377999584996895?l=janealloveragain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janealloveragain.blogspot.com/feeds/8629377999584996895/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6006990433987418564&amp;postID=8629377999584996895' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006990433987418564/posts/default/8629377999584996895'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006990433987418564/posts/default/8629377999584996895'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janealloveragain.blogspot.com/2008/10/todays-lunch.html' title='Today&apos;s Lunch'/><author><name>Jane Fung</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-515U72igkzc/TtEEWUQ7JII/AAAAAAAAAgs/GkwU_tzAs-A/s220/218169_211553028855895_100000035983441_863032_4289518_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6006990433987418564.post-4458442140674690658</id><published>2008-10-27T15:48:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T16:42:34.367+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='surprise'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ex-neighbours'/><title type='text'>Shopping!!</title><content type='html'>Today's shopping was great, because I bought stuff I really wanted&lt;a href="http://janeoverherenow.blogspot.com/2008/10/shopping-in-city.html"&gt;(see Saturday, October 11, 2008 post)&lt;/a&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, I got a new handphone running pouch! Even daddy's super-wide phone could fit in the stretchable pouch, so my wide phone also can fit in too. Although with some difficulties with the earpiece attached.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Secondly, I got 2 mini-skirts and 1 shorts. The shorts were&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;grey&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; while one skirt was &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;pink&lt;/span&gt; and the other skirt was also &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#666666;"&gt;grey&lt;/span&gt;. There was an offer at Ocean Paradise, saying something like &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;"Buy 2 get 1 free"&lt;/span&gt;. I'll be wearing them at the class chalet this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of class chalet, I'm not sure if they will contact me about the location and timing of the chalet although I already paid up the BBQ fees. Isn't it tomorrow? Perhaps they're gonna assume I'm not coming because Michiyo refused to go to this chalet and I might copy her. Well, I've never been to a class chalet before, since my class is organizing one, I might as well join in the fun. And this time, I'll be &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;free&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;, &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;unrestrained&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt; and &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;untrammeled&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;. I don't really know if the class treat me as one of them because of the company I hang out with, but during 2008, in the blank where the class name goes into I had always wrote 2/5, the same as the others, so whether they like it or not, I'm still their classmate from 2008.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thirdly, I got a new sling bag! It has a lot of compartments&lt;em&gt;(I like bags with lots of compartments)&lt;/em&gt; and the best thing is that the bag is &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000000;"&gt;black&lt;/span&gt;. So when it gets dirty, it's not so obvious. But somehow some white chalk dirtied my new bag when I was transferring stuff from the old one, I got a shock. Sometimes, the best plans don't work out at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After this blog post, I'm heading back to my old hometown Pasir Ris. My family is invited by our ex-neighbours over for dinner. Maybe the women are cooking a new recipe? It's kinda weird whenever I go back to my old block, every time I pass by those familiar gates, there's this odd feeling of sadness seeing my old home occupied by an unknown stranger. The place where we used to park our bicycles is replaced by fortress of shoe racks. The wooden swing we used to have it's not in its original place. I guess I missed the times back in Pasir Ris.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since I'm back in Pasir Ris, I might as well give Joey a surprise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;I'm not about to repeat the same mistake as last time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6006990433987418564-4458442140674690658?l=janealloveragain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janealloveragain.blogspot.com/feeds/4458442140674690658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6006990433987418564&amp;postID=4458442140674690658' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006990433987418564/posts/default/4458442140674690658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006990433987418564/posts/default/4458442140674690658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janealloveragain.blogspot.com/2008/10/shopping.html' title='Shopping!!'/><author><name>Jane Fung</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-515U72igkzc/TtEEWUQ7JII/AAAAAAAAAgs/GkwU_tzAs-A/s220/218169_211553028855895_100000035983441_863032_4289518_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6006990433987418564.post-219583673315534904</id><published>2008-10-26T13:57:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T16:17:23.769+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Morning Run'/><title type='text'>Great Eastern Women 10K</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r_--zq6oeyo/SQQIEQKJF8I/AAAAAAAAATM/Ypat9eWtjWM/s1600-h/DSC01831.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261339133825587138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r_--zq6oeyo/SQQIEQKJF8I/AAAAAAAAATM/Ypat9eWtjWM/s400/DSC01831.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Today was my first time taking part in the &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;Great Eastern Women 10K&lt;/span&gt; 's &lt;u&gt;5km Fun Run&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Probably the last time too, considering I won't have time to jog on Saturday mornings next year due to CCA practices. Damn it, why does he have to abandon us for another school? The new conductor was OK, he can karaoke well enough..but he use the word “帅哥”and “美女” too often.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK back to topic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I never exactly jog 5km before, because one round at Bedok Reservoir Park was only 4.3km long. I didn't bring my handphone along, I was scared I could get lost within the crowd, so I stayed close to my mother. There were over 5,000 people participating only in this 5km Fun Run, so you can imagine how many &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;MORE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; participated in the 10km Competitive Run. The crowd was like, &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;amazing&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, with so many women in the same area. By the way, the run was at Padang I think. We're surrounded with famous buildings and landmarks like Esplanade, Singapore Flyer&lt;em&gt; (up close, the Singapore Flyer was HUGE!!! And it was MOVING!!! Rather slowly. From far, you can't really see whether it's moving or not.)&lt;/em&gt; and the F1 Pit Building.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's a map.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r_--zq6oeyo/SQQmC_0Im1I/AAAAAAAAATk/M6VIlhk1p2Q/s1600-h/Great+Eastern+Woman+Run+Map.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261372097607277394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 353px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 533px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r_--zq6oeyo/SQQmC_0Im1I/AAAAAAAAATk/M6VIlhk1p2Q/s400/Great+Eastern+Woman+Run+Map.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the crowd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r_--zq6oeyo/SQQfI5U4QKI/AAAAAAAAATU/86ya1CXaDQ4/s1600-h/DSC01832.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5261364502363390114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r_--zq6oeyo/SQQfI5U4QKI/AAAAAAAAATU/86ya1CXaDQ4/s400/DSC01832.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/6006990433987418564-219583673315534904?l=janealloveragain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janealloveragain.blogspot.com/feeds/219583673315534904/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6006990433987418564&amp;postID=219583673315534904' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006990433987418564/posts/default/219583673315534904'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006990433987418564/posts/default/219583673315534904'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janealloveragain.blogspot.com/2008/10/great-eastern-women-10k.html' title='Great Eastern Women 10K'/><author><name>Jane Fung</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-515U72igkzc/TtEEWUQ7JII/AAAAAAAAAgs/GkwU_tzAs-A/s220/218169_211553028855895_100000035983441_863032_4289518_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r_--zq6oeyo/SQQIEQKJF8I/AAAAAAAAATM/Ypat9eWtjWM/s72-c/DSC01831.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6006990433987418564.post-3727068319907275882</id><published>2008-10-23T16:55:00.019+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-26T17:08:27.460+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blog Song of the Day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Super Trouper'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ABBA'/><title type='text'>Super Trouper</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="340" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/pl/gmcelUvnCZ/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/pl/gmcelUvnCZ/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="380" height="189" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/people/Frh5d-/playlist/yFy5XPrB/super_trouper_music_playlist/"&gt;Super Trouper&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Super Trouper beams are gonna blind me&lt;br /&gt;But I won't feel blue&lt;br /&gt;Like I always do&lt;br /&gt;'Cause somewhere in the crowd there's you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was sick and tired of everything&lt;br /&gt;When I called you last night from Glasgow&lt;br /&gt;All I do is eat and sleep and sing&lt;br /&gt;Wishing every show was the last show&lt;br /&gt;(Wishing every show was the last show)&lt;br /&gt;So imagine I was glad to hear you're coming&lt;br /&gt;(Glad to hear you're coming)&lt;br /&gt;Suddenly I feel all right&lt;br /&gt;(And suddenly it's gonna be)&lt;br /&gt;And it's gonna be so different&lt;br /&gt;When I'm on the stage tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight the&lt;br /&gt;Super Trouper lights are gonna find me&lt;br /&gt;Shining like the sun&lt;br /&gt;(Sup-p-per Troup-p-per)&lt;br /&gt;Smiling, having fun&lt;br /&gt;(Sup-p-per Troup-p-per)&lt;br /&gt;Feeling like a number one&lt;br /&gt;Tonight the&lt;br /&gt;Super Trouper beams are gonna blind me&lt;br /&gt;But I won't feel blue&lt;br /&gt;(Sup-p-per Troup-p-per)&lt;br /&gt;Like I always do&lt;br /&gt;(Sup-p-per Troup-p-per)&lt;br /&gt;'Cause somewhere in the crowd there's you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Facing twenty thousand of your friends&lt;br /&gt;How can anyone be so lonely&lt;br /&gt;Part of a success that never ends&lt;br /&gt;Still I'm thinking about you only&lt;br /&gt;(Still I'm thinking about you only)&lt;br /&gt;There are moments when I think I'm going crazy&lt;br /&gt;(Think I'm going crazy)&lt;br /&gt;But it's gonna be alright&lt;br /&gt;(You'll soon be changing everything)&lt;br /&gt;Everything will be so different&lt;br /&gt;When I'm on the stage tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight the&lt;br /&gt;Super Trouper lights are gonna find me&lt;br /&gt;Shining like the sun&lt;br /&gt;(Sup-p-per Troup-p-per)&lt;br /&gt;Smiling, having fun&lt;br /&gt;(Sup-p-per Troup-p-per)&lt;br /&gt;Feeling like a number one&lt;br /&gt;Tonight the&lt;br /&gt;Super Trouper beams are gonna blind me&lt;br /&gt;But I won't feel blue&lt;br /&gt;(Sup-p-per Troup-p-per)&lt;br /&gt;Like I always do&lt;br /&gt;(Sup-p-per Troup-p-per)&lt;br /&gt;'Cause somewhere in the crowd there's you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'll be there when you arrive&lt;br /&gt;The sight of you will prove to me I'm still alive&lt;br /&gt;And when you take me in your arms&lt;br /&gt;And hold me tight&lt;br /&gt;I know it's gonna mean so much tonight&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tonight the&lt;br /&gt;Super Trouper lights are gonna find me&lt;br /&gt;Shining like the sun&lt;br /&gt;(Sup-p-per Troup-p-per)&lt;br /&gt;Smiling, having fun&lt;br /&gt;(Sup-p-per Troup-p-per)&lt;br /&gt;Feeling like a number one&lt;br /&gt;Tonight the&lt;br /&gt;Super Trouper beams are gonna blind me&lt;br /&gt;But I won't feel blue&lt;br /&gt;(Sup-p-per Troup-p-per)&lt;br /&gt;Like I always do&lt;br /&gt;(Sup-p-per Troup-p-per)&lt;br /&gt;'Cause somewhere in the crowd there's you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;by ABBA&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6006990433987418564-3727068319907275882?l=janealloveragain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janealloveragain.blogspot.com/feeds/3727068319907275882/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6006990433987418564&amp;postID=3727068319907275882' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006990433987418564/posts/default/3727068319907275882'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006990433987418564/posts/default/3727068319907275882'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janealloveragain.blogspot.com/2008/10/super-trouper-super-trouper-super.html' title='Super Trouper'/><author><name>Jane Fung</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-515U72igkzc/TtEEWUQ7JII/AAAAAAAAAgs/GkwU_tzAs-A/s220/218169_211553028855895_100000035983441_863032_4289518_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6006990433987418564.post-276582503546456232</id><published>2008-10-21T17:04:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T17:12:24.644+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='fact'/><title type='text'>Queen Jane</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Every queen named &lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;Jane&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; has either been &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;murdered&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;beheaded&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;imprisoned&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt; gone mad&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt; died young&lt;/span&gt;, or been &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;dethroned&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:30;"&gt;Long Live Queen Jane&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6006990433987418564-276582503546456232?l=janealloveragain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janealloveragain.blogspot.com/feeds/276582503546456232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6006990433987418564&amp;postID=276582503546456232' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006990433987418564/posts/default/276582503546456232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006990433987418564/posts/default/276582503546456232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janealloveragain.blogspot.com/2008/10/queen-jane.html' title='Queen Jane'/><author><name>Jane Fung</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-515U72igkzc/TtEEWUQ7JII/AAAAAAAAAgs/GkwU_tzAs-A/s220/218169_211553028855895_100000035983441_863032_4289518_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6006990433987418564.post-1418160467286695280</id><published>2008-10-21T16:47:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T16:50:11.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Last week of school</title><content type='html'>I'm glad it's the last week of school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't need to see trouble again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aren't we in the same class next year???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Damn.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6006990433987418564-1418160467286695280?l=janealloveragain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janealloveragain.blogspot.com/feeds/1418160467286695280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6006990433987418564&amp;postID=1418160467286695280' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006990433987418564/posts/default/1418160467286695280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006990433987418564/posts/default/1418160467286695280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janealloveragain.blogspot.com/2008/10/last-week-of-school.html' title='Last week of school'/><author><name>Jane Fung</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-515U72igkzc/TtEEWUQ7JII/AAAAAAAAAgs/GkwU_tzAs-A/s220/218169_211553028855895_100000035983441_863032_4289518_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6006990433987418564.post-2547513414877814020</id><published>2008-10-21T16:21:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T18:39:02.460+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Windmill'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='results'/><title type='text'>Results</title><content type='html'>I obtained the highest score for the Design &amp;amp; Technology exam out of the Sec2 cohort, maybe along with others who had the same score as me, but really, I can't be proud of it even I want to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Design &amp;amp; Technology, according to others, was a waste-of-time subject and not even included along with other core subjects and many people had replied, "So what if you're so good in D&amp;amp;T? You're still so stupid/lousy/retarded/idiotic/lazy/dumb in other subjects that require you to pass to get into streaming."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah I know I haven't done enough in my other subjects..so at least allow me to be happy for the fact I could get an A1 for my D&amp;amp;T?? At least I could say I've got highest in class for this subject because my classmate didn't do a good job constructing a model. Some were so small that it occupies the surface area of your palm. To save space maybe? For easier packing? When the model should be 30cm by 30cm by 30cm the most.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Question: If you see a wild lion, do you go forward and pet it? Always asking for trouble.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not getting back my windmill.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I want it back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6006990433987418564-2547513414877814020?l=janealloveragain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janealloveragain.blogspot.com/feeds/2547513414877814020/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6006990433987418564&amp;postID=2547513414877814020' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006990433987418564/posts/default/2547513414877814020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006990433987418564/posts/default/2547513414877814020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janealloveragain.blogspot.com/2008/10/results.html' title='Results'/><author><name>Jane Fung</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-515U72igkzc/TtEEWUQ7JII/AAAAAAAAAgs/GkwU_tzAs-A/s220/218169_211553028855895_100000035983441_863032_4289518_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6006990433987418564.post-1680397031323363865</id><published>2008-10-21T16:07:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-21T16:17:56.302+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hobbies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Keychain'/><title type='text'>Keychain!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I got myself a new keychain!!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r_--zq6oeyo/SP2O3MazL7I/AAAAAAAAASk/qAoVR6v9seI/s1600-h/Image261.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259517018716188594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r_--zq6oeyo/SP2O3MazL7I/AAAAAAAAASk/qAoVR6v9seI/s400/Image261.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r_--zq6oeyo/SP2O3diFHII/AAAAAAAAASs/7ktHj8t8_wI/s1600-h/Image262.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259517023310126210" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r_--zq6oeyo/SP2O3diFHII/AAAAAAAAASs/7ktHj8t8_wI/s400/Image262.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r_--zq6oeyo/SP2O3nj3PaI/AAAAAAAAAS0/9avOpEfVE4o/s1600-h/Image263.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5259517026001960354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r_--zq6oeyo/SP2O3nj3PaI/AAAAAAAAAS0/9avOpEfVE4o/s400/Image263.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pretty easy to fit the pieces together&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6006990433987418564-1680397031323363865?l=janealloveragain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janealloveragain.blogspot.com/feeds/1680397031323363865/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6006990433987418564&amp;postID=1680397031323363865' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006990433987418564/posts/default/1680397031323363865'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006990433987418564/posts/default/1680397031323363865'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janealloveragain.blogspot.com/2008/10/keychain.html' title='Keychain!!!'/><author><name>Jane Fung</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-515U72igkzc/TtEEWUQ7JII/AAAAAAAAAgs/GkwU_tzAs-A/s220/218169_211553028855895_100000035983441_863032_4289518_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r_--zq6oeyo/SP2O3MazL7I/AAAAAAAAASk/qAoVR6v9seI/s72-c/Image261.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6006990433987418564.post-1729286809675732339</id><published>2008-10-20T14:02:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T15:10:42.684+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shadow'/><title type='text'>Shadow</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZIvIh4WS9t4&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZIvIh4WS9t4&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="380" height="310"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6006990433987418564-1729286809675732339?l=janealloveragain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janealloveragain.blogspot.com/feeds/1729286809675732339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6006990433987418564&amp;postID=1729286809675732339' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006990433987418564/posts/default/1729286809675732339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006990433987418564/posts/default/1729286809675732339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janealloveragain.blogspot.com/2008/10/shadow.html' title='Shadow'/><author><name>Jane Fung</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-515U72igkzc/TtEEWUQ7JII/AAAAAAAAAgs/GkwU_tzAs-A/s220/218169_211553028855895_100000035983441_863032_4289518_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6006990433987418564.post-5050528407950474682</id><published>2008-10-19T14:36:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T13:59:50.606+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Back'/><title type='text'>Back</title><content type='html'>Just arrived in Singapore. Really tired. Grandma's homegrown organic vegetables was great. No mosquito bites this time. Overslept in the morning. Water was cold. 3 bags of chili for a chicken. Peaceful visit. Realised the front door is always open in the daytime. We don't see that in Singapore do we?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6006990433987418564-5050528407950474682?l=janealloveragain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janealloveragain.blogspot.com/feeds/5050528407950474682/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6006990433987418564&amp;postID=5050528407950474682' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006990433987418564/posts/default/5050528407950474682'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006990433987418564/posts/default/5050528407950474682'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janealloveragain.blogspot.com/2008/10/back.html' title='Back'/><author><name>Jane Fung</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-515U72igkzc/TtEEWUQ7JII/AAAAAAAAAgs/GkwU_tzAs-A/s220/218169_211553028855895_100000035983441_863032_4289518_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6006990433987418564.post-7123713692360672838</id><published>2008-10-13T14:40:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-13T15:53:17.134+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Paper doll'/><title type='text'>Paper Dolls</title><content type='html'>Decided to design some &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ugly&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; paper dolls today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256525460437642706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r_--zq6oeyo/SPLuDlYurdI/AAAAAAAAAP0/TRTRmHtkspU/s320/026.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is this paper doll's hair colour that totally crash with her blouse. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r_--zq6oeyo/SPLvDSbVXuI/AAAAAAAAAP8/8n1g2hzoqYY/s1600-h/002.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256526554859921122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r_--zq6oeyo/SPLvDSbVXuI/AAAAAAAAAP8/8n1g2hzoqYY/s320/002.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I turned it reddish pink to match her outfit in Photoshop. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r_--zq6oeyo/SPLvDg2P1sI/AAAAAAAAAQE/zR-hXO7KjPg/s1600-h/002+copy.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256526558730901186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r_--zq6oeyo/SPLvDg2P1sI/AAAAAAAAAQE/zR-hXO7KjPg/s320/002+copy.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Doesn't look any better.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some of the better looking ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_--zq6oeyo/SPL5cVUO7uI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/Rk26gesdF9g/s1600-h/ChristmasScarletStamped.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_--zq6oeyo/SPL5Vtzh4fI/AAAAAAAAAQs/BPA8JDQU5ig/s1600-h/ChristmasRoseStamped.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_--zq6oeyo/SPL7MsKJF7I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/AfEVDxtf-MI/s1600-h/PrincessAngelofMercyStamped.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256539910525491122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="342" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_--zq6oeyo/SPL7MsKJF7I/AAAAAAAAAQ8/AfEVDxtf-MI/s400/PrincessAngelofMercyStamped.jpg" width="382" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r_--zq6oeyo/SPL7Ms37WEI/AAAAAAAAARE/0LlGL7x0p7k/s1600-h/PrincessIceofFuryStamped.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256539910717528130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="331" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r_--zq6oeyo/SPL7Ms37WEI/AAAAAAAAARE/0LlGL7x0p7k/s400/PrincessIceofFuryStamped.jpg" width="380" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r_--zq6oeyo/SPL7Mu4q4QI/AAAAAAAAARM/uJOTKjfnb8M/s1600-h/PrincessPinkofWhiteRosesStamped.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256539911257514242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="394" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r_--zq6oeyo/SPL7Mu4q4QI/AAAAAAAAARM/uJOTKjfnb8M/s400/PrincessPinkofWhiteRosesStamped.jpg" width="381" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some dolls are repeated with different designs.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r_--zq6oeyo/SPL71zqr5AI/AAAAAAAAARU/GTWnVMw5GEo/s1600-h/GoldenGirlSeasideStamped.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256540616915674114" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="271" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r_--zq6oeyo/SPL71zqr5AI/AAAAAAAAARU/GTWnVMw5GEo/s400/GoldenGirlSeasideStamped.jpg" width="369" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_--zq6oeyo/SPL9Ok9dUzI/AAAAAAAAASE/6S8O2Lih0mg/s1600-h/mapleyellowgreenstamped.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256542141976236850" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_--zq6oeyo/SPL9Ok9dUzI/AAAAAAAAASE/6S8O2Lih0mg/s200/mapleyellowgreenstamped.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r_--zq6oeyo/SPL8_o5fcgI/AAAAAAAAAR0/y8XfQk0xUIc/s1600-h/mapleorangestamped.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256541885335302658" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r_--zq6oeyo/SPL8_o5fcgI/AAAAAAAAAR0/y8XfQk0xUIc/s200/mapleorangestamped.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r_--zq6oeyo/SPL9HKG-qwI/AAAAAAAAAR8/3WxAgWKJMGM/s1600-h/maplepurple2stamped+copy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256542014509329154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r_--zq6oeyo/SPL9HKG-qwI/AAAAAAAAAR8/3WxAgWKJMGM/s200/maplepurple2stamped+copy.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Believe it or not, the two girls below are actually the same paper doll.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r_--zq6oeyo/SPL92BFyHFI/AAAAAAAAASU/eZwTCFWO-Hk/s1600-h/pcasualbluegoldstamped.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256542819542244434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r_--zq6oeyo/SPL92BFyHFI/AAAAAAAAASU/eZwTCFWO-Hk/s400/pcasualbluegoldstamped.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_--zq6oeyo/SPL9uUI2mGI/AAAAAAAAASM/Uj_zGNxGwXs/s1600-h/pgothstamped.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256542687216441442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_--zq6oeyo/SPL9uUI2mGI/AAAAAAAAASM/Uj_zGNxGwXs/s400/pgothstamped.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6006990433987418564-7123713692360672838?l=janealloveragain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janealloveragain.blogspot.com/feeds/7123713692360672838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6006990433987418564&amp;postID=7123713692360672838' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006990433987418564/posts/default/7123713692360672838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006990433987418564/posts/default/7123713692360672838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janealloveragain.blogspot.com/2008/10/paper-dolls.html' title='Paper Dolls'/><author><name>Jane Fung</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-515U72igkzc/TtEEWUQ7JII/AAAAAAAAAgs/GkwU_tzAs-A/s220/218169_211553028855895_100000035983441_863032_4289518_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r_--zq6oeyo/SPLuDlYurdI/AAAAAAAAAP0/TRTRmHtkspU/s72-c/026.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6006990433987418564.post-1342474839517677083</id><published>2008-10-11T19:27:00.016+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-27T16:52:54.030+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Shopping'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Breadou'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Morning Run'/><title type='text'>Shopping in the City</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Haven't been jogging for the past few Saturdays so it was rather weird to wake up early today to change into jogging gear.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We arrived pretty late today, most of the time my family was the first to arrive but today we were second to arrive. &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Hongwei's&lt;/span&gt; mum &amp;amp; dad were already there waiting for us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think I met &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Nicholas &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Ong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Bedok&lt;/span&gt; Reservoir Park today. I wouldn't be able to recognize him if he weren't wearing the &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;red "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;PASIRIAN&lt;/span&gt;" shirt&lt;/span&gt; all the P5 students wore to the 2005&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;NDP&lt;/span&gt; rehearsal. He used to be in the same group as me during our P5 Adventure Camp. Otherwise he won't even exist in my life. &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;br /&gt;Are you able to recognize your ex-schoolmates/schoolmates from your previous/current school if they weren't wearing anything related to school? If you can, even if you dunno them personally, do you wave and smile back at them, if you too weren't wearing anything related to school?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Century egg with shredded meat porridge was mighty big for breakfast today. Should have shared the bowl with &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;sista&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mum brought me out shopping today. She say if I spent too much time at home I would go crazy. Think about it, I feel I've already gone crazy, so there's nothing much to add on. I'm seeing the sunshine at last but......shopping??? I'll be indoors again. It was extremely cold too. I wish I had brought a sweater. Walked pretty damn long too, it's even more tiring than jogging 4.2km, my legs feel damn sore now. No wonder my mum is an impressive walker.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really wanna a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;handphone&lt;/span&gt; pouch for running so I can stop holding the phone while I listen to music and jog, I'm scared I would accidentally drop the phone, and &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;BOOM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; there goes my phone. But the thing is, &lt;em&gt;my &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;bloody&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt; phone cannot fit in any &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;handphone&lt;/span&gt; pouch&lt;/em&gt;. The &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;stupid &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;earpiece&lt;/u&gt; just happened to be situated at the side of the phone, so with the &lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;stupid&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; earpiece&lt;/u&gt; it makes the phone &lt;em&gt;impossible to fit in any &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;handphone&lt;/span&gt; pouch. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;WAHHHHH&lt;/span&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need a new bag too. The small NIKE sling bag I've now, the zip get stuck in the cloth all the time and it's beginning to piss me off. I found a really nice glossy mocha sling bag, but somehow it doesn't look right so I gave it a miss.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My parents attempted to persuade me to go with them to the temple for a meditation class. I'm not ready for enlightenment yet, let me enjoy my *evil* doings while I'm still young first before searching the meaning of life. No offence!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I managed to break free of their clutches and rushed home. OK that wasn't the case, they allowed me to go home to buy dinner for my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;sista&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got totally disgusted on the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;MRT&lt;/span&gt; trip back home. When I entered the train from City Hall, this bunch of guys went in and &lt;em&gt;&lt;u&gt;sat down at the door entrance on the other side&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. Honestly, doesn't their school or parents teach them about basic courtesy?? Considering that they are teenagers, which means young adults, obviously they should know it's not polite to block the entrance. If they're toddlers, at least they would be smaller and they wouldn't block too much of it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, if you enter the train heading towards &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Pasir&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;Ris&lt;/span&gt; from City Hall, the next station after City Hall, the doors will open on the other side of the cabin, where the guys were sitting. I wanted to laugh out loud when the train slowed down at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;Bugis&lt;/span&gt;, the guys realised their backs were facing the entrance and quickly fumbled to stand and make way for the incoming passengers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They were also daring, I must say. At &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Paya&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;Lebar&lt;/span&gt;, two guys from that bunch rushed out just the doors closed behind them. Lots of swear words was heard from them too. Thank goodness they weren't wearing their school uniforms, or else they would be ruining their school's reputation in public. Sigh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:30;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I got myself and my sister a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_17"&gt;breadou&lt;/span&gt; each from Action City!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r_--zq6oeyo/SPCUl-IskQI/AAAAAAAAAPs/2UdPNg4YGO4/s1600-h/breadou.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255864145196912898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="452" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r_--zq6oeyo/SPCUl-IskQI/AAAAAAAAAPs/2UdPNg4YGO4/s400/breadou.jpg" width="225" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_18"&gt;Breadou&lt;/span&gt; fake breads are made of &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_19"&gt;polyutherene&lt;/span&gt; (PU) and air-brushed with layers of paints. They look very realistic and each bread has a chocolate smell!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_--zq6oeyo/SPCUhAPBbII/AAAAAAAAAPk/g0y2kMsMq1E/s1600-h/breadou.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They were packed like real breads as if they're from a bakery shop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r_--zq6oeyo/SPCOYrNVJRI/AAAAAAAAAPc/7u2X5L4uYok/s1600-h/DSC01794.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255857319708009746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r_--zq6oeyo/SPCOYrNVJRI/AAAAAAAAAPc/7u2X5L4uYok/s320/DSC01794.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r_--zq6oeyo/SPCOYrNVJRI/AAAAAAAAAPc/7u2X5L4uYok/s1600-h/DSC01794.JPG"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Happy Emoticon Bread Packaging&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r_--zq6oeyo/SPCN_jvwCkI/AAAAAAAAAO0/kj2td52DDTs/s1600-h/DSC01796.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255856888208165442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r_--zq6oeyo/SPCN_jvwCkI/AAAAAAAAAO0/kj2td52DDTs/s320/DSC01796.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_20"&gt;Breadou&lt;/span&gt; "love me honey" bread packaged&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_--zq6oeyo/SPCN_sefaCI/AAAAAAAAAO8/hZjKgD1H8kc/s1600-h/DSC01797.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255856890551691298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_--zq6oeyo/SPCN_sefaCI/AAAAAAAAAO8/hZjKgD1H8kc/s320/DSC01797.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;:) Emoticon Bread. Looks like real right??? Smell damn nice too, chocolate smell!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r_--zq6oeyo/SPCN_42IRsI/AAAAAAAAAPE/78sPURO6m_A/s1600-h/DSC01798.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5255856893872064194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r_--zq6oeyo/SPCN_42IRsI/AAAAAAAAAPE/78sPURO6m_A/s320/DSC01798.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_21"&gt;Breadou&lt;/span&gt; "love me honey" bread seems tasty and real enough to eat!!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I added the tag for decoration.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The fake breads not only can be used for display purposes, but also can be squeezed easily like stress balls and used to rest your wrist on!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I hope my &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_22"&gt;sista&lt;/span&gt; likes it.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6006990433987418564-1342474839517677083?l=janealloveragain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janealloveragain.blogspot.com/feeds/1342474839517677083/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6006990433987418564&amp;postID=1342474839517677083' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006990433987418564/posts/default/1342474839517677083'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006990433987418564/posts/default/1342474839517677083'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janealloveragain.blogspot.com/2008/10/shopping-in-city.html' title='Shopping in the City'/><author><name>Jane Fung</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-515U72igkzc/TtEEWUQ7JII/AAAAAAAAAgs/GkwU_tzAs-A/s220/218169_211553028855895_100000035983441_863032_4289518_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r_--zq6oeyo/SPCUl-IskQI/AAAAAAAAAPs/2UdPNg4YGO4/s72-c/breadou.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6006990433987418564.post-5684886600272351237</id><published>2008-10-10T09:20:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T15:10:49.252+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Chick vs. Dick'/><title type='text'>The Blindfold Challenge</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;object height="425" width="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/UwNecUpExRo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/UwNecUpExRo&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="380" height="310"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:30;"&gt;This is freaking hilarious!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paul &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_0"&gt;Twohill&lt;/span&gt; of Singapore Idol fame and Kay Kay from Deal or No Deal 2 go head to head in a battle of the sexes show!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder why both Barney and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;Nemo&lt;/span&gt; pinata look so &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;evil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. Barney has &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;purple&lt;/span&gt; lipstick and &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Nemo&lt;/span&gt; has &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;green&lt;/span&gt; eyes! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Kay Kay managed to break her stick! &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;LOL&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And she beheaded Barney!!! She got so depressed she said "I'm going to &lt;u&gt;hell&lt;/u&gt; man."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I think the funniest part of the video was that Paul said, "Hello &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;Nemo&lt;/span&gt;, I found you." and hit it off the stand with a perfect shot. Then he started to attack &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;Nemo&lt;/span&gt; savagely, after it was "dead", he pierced &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Nemo&lt;/span&gt; through his stick. I'm not looking at Paul &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Twohill&lt;/span&gt; the same way again.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.clicknetwork.tv/watch.aspx?c=1&amp;amp;p=13/"&gt;More videos about their other &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;challenges&lt;/span&gt; here at &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;clicknetwork&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;tv&lt;/span&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/6006990433987418564-5684886600272351237?l=janealloveragain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janealloveragain.blogspot.com/feeds/5684886600272351237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6006990433987418564&amp;postID=5684886600272351237' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006990433987418564/posts/default/5684886600272351237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006990433987418564/posts/default/5684886600272351237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janealloveragain.blogspot.com/2008/10/blindfold-challenge.html' title='The Blindfold Challenge'/><author><name>Jane Fung</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-515U72igkzc/TtEEWUQ7JII/AAAAAAAAAgs/GkwU_tzAs-A/s220/218169_211553028855895_100000035983441_863032_4289518_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6006990433987418564.post-1978817877484596161</id><published>2008-10-09T17:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T17:58:51.668+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meme'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tag'/><title type='text'>Tag</title><content type='html'>I got tagged.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1.Each player of this game starts off with 10 weird/habits/little known facts about themselves.&lt;br /&gt;2.People who get tagged need to write a post about their own 10 weird/habits/little known facts as well as state this rules clearly.&lt;br /&gt;3.At the end you need to choose 10 people to be tagged and list their names&lt;br /&gt;4.No tags back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1) &lt;/strong&gt;I read books at odd times. In a farewell party and the other Teacher's Day Party&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2) &lt;/strong&gt;I love paper dolls than Barbie dolls&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3) &lt;/strong&gt;Though I love Disney films very much, I think Disney is totally sexist. Why Disney Princesses like Cinderella, Snow White and Giselle sing when doing housework? Housework isn't exactly a fun thing to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4) &lt;/strong&gt;Think about it, I hate the storyline from Disney films too, but I still watch Disney because the animation was impressive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5) &lt;/strong&gt;I listen to Boney M.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6) &lt;/strong&gt;The birthday party I had for my ninth birthday was the best and the worst birthday party I had. I invited lots of people so I received lots of presents. But I threw up after eating the cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7) &lt;/strong&gt;I love my teddy bear my sister got for me on my fourteenth birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8) &lt;/strong&gt;My thumb has healed from its cut, but it doesn't remotely feel like a thumb anymore. Will the nerves grow back?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9) &lt;/strong&gt;I dun fancy pandas very much, yet they are my favourite animals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10) &lt;/strong&gt;I would like to punch the girl who tag me to do this thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I'll be very nice and just tag 5 people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)My sister&lt;br /&gt;2)Nicholas&lt;br /&gt;3)Bernard&lt;br /&gt;4)Joey&lt;br /&gt;5)Hongwei&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6006990433987418564-1978817877484596161?l=janealloveragain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janealloveragain.blogspot.com/feeds/1978817877484596161/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6006990433987418564&amp;postID=1978817877484596161' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006990433987418564/posts/default/1978817877484596161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006990433987418564/posts/default/1978817877484596161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janealloveragain.blogspot.com/2008/10/tag.html' title='Tag'/><author><name>Jane Fung</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-515U72igkzc/TtEEWUQ7JII/AAAAAAAAAgs/GkwU_tzAs-A/s220/218169_211553028855895_100000035983441_863032_4289518_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6006990433987418564.post-1171343483458072737</id><published>2008-10-09T12:42:00.018+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-09T14:21:44.960+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='home'/><title type='text'>The trip back home</title><content type='html'>I just came back from school. Today's math exam was a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;nightmare&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, I'm going to prepare my &lt;u&gt;funeral&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;I already planned it out. I'll die in Malaysia, where they bury bodies in graveyards instead of setting them on fire like we do here in Singapore's crematoriums. I don't like fire.&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;*touch wood* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok back to topic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's weather is rather windy today, I wonder why, does it have to do with global warming? Today morning was rather misty, you can actually see sunlight rays filtering through the leaves of the trees nearby my school, it gives a pretty sight. The wind blew small withered brown leaves from the trees onto the floor, if they were white, they could be mistaken for snow. I wish it'll snow in Singapore. My mother seen snow, my father seen snow, so did my sister, I'm the only one left that hasn't been to a winter country yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To get rid of the end-of-exams blues, I went shopping at Eastpoint. It didn't cheer me up. I don't really like shopping anyway, cos it bores me to tears whenever I go shopping with my mum. I rather seek refuge in a bookshop, they are better than boutiques that make me sneeze.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While waiting for the shuttle bus to arrive, there were two small girls waiting along with their maids and grannies. Both girls were so cute and chubby, you would smile at the sight of their innocent faces, something that you wouldn't do if your teacher greets you with a scowling face. The girls are 5 to 6 years old as they were wearing school uniforms from playgroup.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carrying kid-sized umbrellas with a green crook handle and white nylon cover displaying the name of their playgroup, the girls were busy showing off them, from mentioning how good they were in class therefore the gift from their teacher to the personalized nametag on the umbrella handle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Grannies also joined in the fun, speaking...in English in baby-talk language. Like "Don't play with the umbrella, it'll get dirty, ok?" and "What a wonderful gift from your teacher! Granny no present, so can you give me the umbrella as present? Please?". What amazed me that the older generation actually converse in English. I had this misunderstanding that grandparents only speak in their own dialect.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's nice to see the elderly interacting with their grandchildren.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Colleen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you are sweet sixteen&lt;br /&gt;and I whatever they shall call seventy-eight,&lt;br /&gt;will you then remember when you were two&lt;br /&gt;and you thought I was three and your romping mate?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When you walk in church a bride radiant&lt;br /&gt;and I in bed unable to walk and attend,&lt;br /&gt;will you then in your radiance recall&lt;br /&gt;you toddling, I walking, we playing pretend?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;When you are a proud mama&lt;br /&gt;and I a senile but still great grandpa,&lt;br /&gt;will your little one then be the only one&lt;br /&gt;understanding me in our baby ‘ga-ga’?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And when your eldest is sweet sixteen&lt;br /&gt;and I have gone from here for good,&lt;br /&gt;will you still remember in tender prayer&lt;br /&gt;your grandpa and our shared childhood?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And when your daughter has her own baby&lt;br /&gt;and you play and romp with grandchild too,&lt;br /&gt;will you then remember when you were two&lt;br /&gt;And I was three and we went giddy-up, choo-choo?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Poem by: Goh Sin Tub&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That was a poem we did analysis on for the September holidays homework. I think it's rather a heartwarming yet sorrowful poem, remembering the old times he had with his granddaughter but not able to experience her future as he ages and dies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the bus came. The maid picked up one of the girls and headed for the bus. Upon seeing that, the other girl rushed to her nanny and mumbled "抱抱!", but her nanny 's hands were busy with the clasp of her handbag, so she motioned the girl to wait. Reluctant to give up, she continued to mumble "抱抱!", until the nanny finally gave in and carried her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With a questioning look from a nearby granny, the nanny said, "Singaporeans very &lt;em&gt;kiasu&lt;/em&gt;, cannot lose one."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, we seem to&lt;em&gt; born &lt;/em&gt;to be Singaporeans for our &lt;em&gt;kiasu-ness&lt;/em&gt; isn't it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At this young age, &lt;em&gt;kiasu-ness&lt;/em&gt; is already evident in young toddlers, let alone teenagers, adults and tai-tais.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be proud to be a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;SINGAPOREAN&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the bus, when asked "Are you jealous?", the girl repiled "No I'm not!" in a chirpy voice.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6006990433987418564-1171343483458072737?l=janealloveragain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janealloveragain.blogspot.com/feeds/1171343483458072737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6006990433987418564&amp;postID=1171343483458072737' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006990433987418564/posts/default/1171343483458072737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006990433987418564/posts/default/1171343483458072737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janealloveragain.blogspot.com/2008/10/trip-back-home.html' title='The trip back home'/><author><name>Jane Fung</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-515U72igkzc/TtEEWUQ7JII/AAAAAAAAAgs/GkwU_tzAs-A/s220/218169_211553028855895_100000035983441_863032_4289518_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6006990433987418564.post-4340487945751115942</id><published>2008-10-08T16:35:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T18:59:24.772+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='hairdryer'/><title type='text'>Hairdryer (nearly) on fire</title><content type='html'>Last Monday is most probably the scariest day of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While I was blow drying my hair, and then the fan inside suddenly stopped turning. You know how noisy they are, going &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"WHHIIIRRRLLLLLL!!!!"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;at that loud volume. So there was this deathly silence.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I got worried, so I turned it over to see the back of the hairdryer. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;TO MY &lt;strong&gt;HORROR&lt;/strong&gt;, THE HEATING COIL INSIDE STARTED TO GLOW &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;ORANGE&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like those TV drama shows those blacksmiths stuff the iron ore inside the burning furnace, and when they take out the iron ore the tip would be glowing &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;freakishly&lt;/span&gt; orange, like a warning of danger or "CAREFUL IT'S HOT!!" type of message.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://i428.photobucket.com/albums/qq10/pixiepanda07/IronOre.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 350px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="429" alt="" src="http://i428.photobucket.com/albums/qq10/pixiepanda07/IronOre.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Seriously I'm not joking about this! Even if I joke about this, I won't benefit anything in return.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It glowed about 5 seconds until I got to my senses and switched off the electricity. What's left in the air was the stench of burned metal. Honest. When I picked up the handle of the hairdryer it was still hot.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So ok&lt;em&gt;,*ahem*&lt;/em&gt;, what do you do if your electrical appliance is malfunctioning?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;You refer the situation to an adult right? Good.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My mother came back home and I told her about the hairdryer which nearly caught fire. The hairdryer isn't exactly new, I remember using it back in my old hometown.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So she said she'll let daddy check for faults. I don't think she believed me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Daddy doesn't believe me too anyway. He used the hairdryer for a couple of minutes before declaring to me the hairdryer was perfectly fine.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Fine?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;OK FINE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I seriously swear that I'm NEVER gonna use that hairdryer to blow dry my hair again, &lt;strike&gt;until they get a new one or something.&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Wait, scratch that. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I think I won't use a hairdryer in future. What happen if they all end up like the one we have now?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Nowadays adults dun trust their kids or something?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;People say that whenever you're in need of help like when you get kanna bullied or kicked or punched or slapped or extorted money by a mean old baddy, &lt;em&gt;or&lt;/em&gt; when you need help in homework or project, &lt;em&gt;or&lt;/em&gt; you noticed the baby had choked on something while drinking milk, you report or ask or tell adults such as your teachers or parents, right??&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;How can this saying apply to anybody if you asked for help but get nothing in return?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6006990433987418564-4340487945751115942?l=janealloveragain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janealloveragain.blogspot.com/feeds/4340487945751115942/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6006990433987418564&amp;postID=4340487945751115942' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006990433987418564/posts/default/4340487945751115942'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006990433987418564/posts/default/4340487945751115942'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janealloveragain.blogspot.com/2008/10/hairdryer-nearly-on-fire.html' title='Hairdryer (nearly) on fire'/><author><name>Jane Fung</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-515U72igkzc/TtEEWUQ7JII/AAAAAAAAAgs/GkwU_tzAs-A/s220/218169_211553028855895_100000035983441_863032_4289518_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6006990433987418564.post-7526384294772852502</id><published>2008-10-08T13:47:00.014+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T17:33:48.358+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hobbies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='3D Jigsaw Crystal Puzzles'/><title type='text'>New Hobby!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;I got a new hobby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My sista and I were at Changi Airport Terminal 3 last sunday with our uncle for dinner. After dinner we went to walk-walk around look-see look-see and I saw the nearby bookshop was selling &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3D Jigsaw Crystal Puzzles!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Wow it's like &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;fascinating &lt;/span&gt;how random jigsaw pieces can form together to create something &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;3D!&lt;/span&gt; So I managed to ask my uncle to get me and my sister and himself a jigsaw puzzle each as there was a big signboard that says&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Buy 3 get 20% OFF"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. I dunno what it means actually, but who cares, it looks like a discount anyway, &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;how can you resist an offer?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I got myself &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;a red apple set&lt;/span&gt; and both my sista and uncle got the white swan set.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here are some pictures of the 3D jigsaw crystal puzzles I am talking about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254689960055459282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r_--zq6oeyo/SOxorZnqzdI/AAAAAAAAANU/G_AfVAFgskM/s400/redapple.jpg" border="0" /&gt; The red apple!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254689952061060018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="242" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r_--zq6oeyo/SOxoq71p87I/AAAAAAAAANE/DnOJsCckAag/s400/e7f2.jpg" width="357" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The broken apple&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://weistupidme.blogspot.com/2008/04/new-3d-jigsaws-crystal-puzzle.html"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254689952199153218" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r_--zq6oeyo/SOxoq8WlFkI/AAAAAAAAANM/Ifi_sXtWwis/s400/love2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Lovely heart shape(damn girlish)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254689961408989490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_--zq6oeyo/SOxoreqYCTI/AAAAAAAAANc/aW1iyB5vGBk/s400/st-771139-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Lucky 4-leaf Clover&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://weistupidme.blogspot.com/2008/04/new-3d-jigsaws-crystal-puzzle.html"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254694101449687282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 345px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 223px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="241" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r_--zq6oeyo/SOxscdg_wPI/AAAAAAAAAOE/Ef4Gc_B5bbs/s400/d210.jpg" width="389" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Pyramid of Eygpt&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r_--zq6oeyo/SOxo5OVSwxI/AAAAAAAAANs/VTpsvgUARIY/s1600-h/star2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254690197543764754" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r_--zq6oeyo/SOxo5OVSwxI/AAAAAAAAANs/VTpsvgUARIY/s400/star2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; "Lucky" Star?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://weistupidme.blogspot.com/2008/04/new-3d-jigsaws-crystal-puzzle.html"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#0000ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254694100596505154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 377px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 219px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="248" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r_--zq6oeyo/SOxscaVlOkI/AAAAAAAAAOM/WN1mK56UHSE/s400/6376.jpg" width="392" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ooooooh treasure! &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://weistupidme.blogspot.com/2008/04/new-3d-jigsaws-crystal-puzzle.html"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254690198699128098" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_--zq6oeyo/SOxo5SowNSI/AAAAAAAAAN0/Anz8hjzJaSM/s400/swan1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; White Swan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://weistupidme.blogspot.com/2008/04/new-3d-jigsaws-crystal-puzzle.html"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254694097822980818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_--zq6oeyo/SOxscQAUmtI/AAAAAAAAAOU/nWmenRhnX-I/s400/blackswan.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Black Swan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r_--zq6oeyo/SOxorsiw3rI/AAAAAAAAANk/q9amhooCsgM/s1600-h/star1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://weistupidme.blogspot.com/2008/04/new-3d-jigsaws-crystal-puzzle.html"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254694095558285426" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="233" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r_--zq6oeyo/SOxscHkYGHI/AAAAAAAAAN8/7QpsB0UZSuk/s400/5a1b.jpg" width="338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; Perfect Match&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My Result&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r_--zq6oeyo/SOxv1dCzXgI/AAAAAAAAAOk/xNAQedTNTQ0/s1600-h/DSC01789.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254697829354659330" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r_--zq6oeyo/SOxv1dCzXgI/AAAAAAAAAOk/xNAQedTNTQ0/s400/DSC01789.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I did it in 30 minutes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well it's quite easy, there's only 44 pieces, 22 sets of identical pieces because the apple is like..symmetrical?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Piece of cake.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Well, sista's swan set is really &lt;strong&gt;HARD &lt;/strong&gt;to piece together cos all of them are so small and each piece is unique.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;I wonder how it looks like when she's finished with it.&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/6006990433987418564-7526384294772852502?l=janealloveragain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janealloveragain.blogspot.com/feeds/7526384294772852502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6006990433987418564&amp;postID=7526384294772852502' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006990433987418564/posts/default/7526384294772852502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006990433987418564/posts/default/7526384294772852502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janealloveragain.blogspot.com/2008/10/new-hobby.html' title='New Hobby!!!'/><author><name>Jane Fung</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-515U72igkzc/TtEEWUQ7JII/AAAAAAAAAgs/GkwU_tzAs-A/s220/218169_211553028855895_100000035983441_863032_4289518_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r_--zq6oeyo/SOxorZnqzdI/AAAAAAAAANU/G_AfVAFgskM/s72-c/redapple.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6006990433987418564.post-2030720524856641800</id><published>2008-10-08T13:35:00.010+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-25T10:40:06.187+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Can'/><title type='text'>The Can</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:200;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r_--zq6oeyo/SOxG3EpsRII/AAAAAAAAAMU/WkM97t0h-Cc/s1600-h/DSC01791.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5254652777189885058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r_--zq6oeyo/SOxG3EpsRII/AAAAAAAAAMU/WkM97t0h-Cc/s400/DSC01791.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:50;"&gt;What&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:50;"&gt;is&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:50;"&gt;this?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&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/6006990433987418564-2030720524856641800?l=janealloveragain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janealloveragain.blogspot.com/feeds/2030720524856641800/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6006990433987418564&amp;postID=2030720524856641800' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006990433987418564/posts/default/2030720524856641800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006990433987418564/posts/default/2030720524856641800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janealloveragain.blogspot.com/2008/10/can.html' title='The Can'/><author><name>Jane Fung</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-515U72igkzc/TtEEWUQ7JII/AAAAAAAAAgs/GkwU_tzAs-A/s220/218169_211553028855895_100000035983441_863032_4289518_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r_--zq6oeyo/SOxG3EpsRII/AAAAAAAAAMU/WkM97t0h-Cc/s72-c/DSC01791.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6006990433987418564.post-1202006555641776021</id><published>2008-10-01T11:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-01T12:23:39.543+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meme'/><title type='text'>50 Questions</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;I got this meme from my Sista's blog&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;!&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you looked at yourself in the mirror today, what was the first thing you thought?&lt;br /&gt;- Why is my hair so messy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. How much cash do you have on you?&lt;br /&gt;- *takes out wallet*$27.30 + 1 Malaysia Sen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. What’s a word that rhymes with DOOR?&lt;br /&gt;- Before&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. Favorite planet?&lt;br /&gt;- Earth&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. Who is the 4&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_1"&gt;th&lt;/span&gt; person on your missed call list on your cell phone?&lt;br /&gt;- My mum&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. What is your favorite ring tone on your phone?&lt;br /&gt;- Sing to me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. What shirt are you wearing?&lt;br /&gt;- A blue blouse&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. Do you label yourself?&lt;br /&gt;- Label? Like put a Stick-It Note on my head?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. Name the brand of the shoes you’re currently wearing?&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_2"&gt;Fila&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;(outing)&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_3"&gt;ANTA&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;(school)&lt;/em&gt;, &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_4"&gt;ASICS&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;(running)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. Bright or Dark Room?&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Bright!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;11. What do you think about the person who took this survey before you?&lt;br /&gt;- She's the best sister I could ever have&lt;em&gt;.(my only sister anyway...)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;12. What does your watch look like?&lt;br /&gt;- Orange, oval, tied around my Nike &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_5"&gt;water bottle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;13. What were you doing at midnight last night?&lt;br /&gt;- Sleeping&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14. What did your last text message you received on your cell say?&lt;br /&gt;- You all wake up already?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;15. Where is your nearest 7-11?&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_6"&gt;Simei&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_7"&gt;Eastpoint&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;16. What's a word that you say a lot?&lt;br /&gt;- ...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;17. Who told you he/she loved you last?&lt;br /&gt;- I don't recollect anybody...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;18. Last furry thing you touched?&lt;br /&gt;- My teddy bear&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;19. How many drugs have you done in the last three days?&lt;br /&gt;- Drugs?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20. How many rolls of film do you need developed?&lt;br /&gt;- I use a digital camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;21. Favorite age you have been so far?&lt;br /&gt;- 12&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;22. Your worst enemy?&lt;br /&gt;- Anyone that hates me back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;23. What is your current desktop picture?&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_8"&gt;Tulips&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24. What was the last thing you said to someone?&lt;br /&gt;- "What is my shoe brand?" I went to ask my sister she got pissed off at me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;25. If you had to choose between a million bucks or to be able to fly what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;- A million bucks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;26. Do you like someone?&lt;br /&gt;- Yes&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;27. The last song you listened to?&lt;br /&gt;- S.O.S from &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_9"&gt;Mamma&lt;/span&gt; Mia! The Movie Soundtrack&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;28. What time of day were you born?&lt;br /&gt;- In the afternoon I think...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;29. What’s your favorite number?&lt;br /&gt;- 7&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;30. Where did you live in 1987?&lt;br /&gt;- I wasn't created yet&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;31. Are you jealous of anyone?&lt;br /&gt;- Maybe, but what's the point of being jealous anyway..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;32. Is anyone jealous of you?&lt;br /&gt;- Why would anyone be jealous of me? &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;33. Where were you when 9/11 happened?&lt;br /&gt;- Living my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;34. What do you do when vending machines steal your money?&lt;br /&gt;- Press the 'Return Coin' many times, hit the machine once, and then inform the next person in line not to trust the stupid vending machine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;35. Do you consider yourself kind?&lt;br /&gt;- No, not really&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;36. If you had to get a tattoo, where would it be?&lt;br /&gt;- I don't wish to get a tattoo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;37. If you could be fluent in any other language, what would it be?&lt;br /&gt;- Japanese or French&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;38. Would you move for the person you loved?&lt;br /&gt;- What do you mean "move"?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;39. Are you touchy &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_10"&gt;feely&lt;/span&gt;?&lt;br /&gt;- ???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;40. What’s your life motto?&lt;br /&gt;- Live life to the fullest&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;41. Name three things that you have on you at all times?&lt;br /&gt;- Understanding, humour and sarcasm&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;42. What’s your favourite town/city?&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_11"&gt;Pasir&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_12"&gt;Ris&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;43. What was the last thing you paid for with cash?&lt;br /&gt;- Lunch in the school canteen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;44. When was the last time you wrote a letter to someone on paper and mailed it?&lt;br /&gt;- Does a birthday card count? I sent a &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_13"&gt;b'day&lt;/span&gt; card 1week before my cousin's birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;45. Can you change the oil on a car?&lt;br /&gt;- No. I &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-corrected" id="SPELLING_ERROR_14"&gt;don't&lt;/span&gt; drive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;46. Your first love: what is the last thing you heard about him/her?&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_15"&gt;Hmm&lt;/span&gt;...we're going to meet up for a movie outing with other friends soon..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;47. How far back do you know about your ancestry?&lt;br /&gt;- I know my great-grandfather, he lived to a ripe old age of 94 and he called me "&lt;span class="blsp-spelling-error" id="SPELLING_ERROR_16"&gt;yanyan&lt;/span&gt;".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48. The last time you dressed fancy, what did you wear and why did you dress fancy?&lt;br /&gt;- I wore a black top with a brown mini-skirt to my ex-form teacher's farewell party.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;50. Have you been burned by love?&lt;br /&gt;- Like setting myself on fire? No.&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/6006990433987418564-1202006555641776021?l=janealloveragain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janealloveragain.blogspot.com/feeds/1202006555641776021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6006990433987418564&amp;postID=1202006555641776021' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006990433987418564/posts/default/1202006555641776021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006990433987418564/posts/default/1202006555641776021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janealloveragain.blogspot.com/2008/10/50-questions.html' title='50 Questions'/><author><name>Jane Fung</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-515U72igkzc/TtEEWUQ7JII/AAAAAAAAAgs/GkwU_tzAs-A/s220/218169_211553028855895_100000035983441_863032_4289518_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6006990433987418564.post-6680338730373120838</id><published>2008-09-29T16:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T16:16:59.535+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Back'/><title type='text'>Back</title><content type='html'>Hey I'm back!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for not updating.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now I'm chattering away to fill in the gap!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next couple of entries will be posted as today's date, but actually written a few days ago.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6006990433987418564-6680338730373120838?l=janealloveragain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janealloveragain.blogspot.com/feeds/6680338730373120838/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6006990433987418564&amp;postID=6680338730373120838' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006990433987418564/posts/default/6680338730373120838'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006990433987418564/posts/default/6680338730373120838'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janealloveragain.blogspot.com/2008/09/back.html' title='Back'/><author><name>Jane Fung</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-515U72igkzc/TtEEWUQ7JII/AAAAAAAAAgs/GkwU_tzAs-A/s220/218169_211553028855895_100000035983441_863032_4289518_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6006990433987418564.post-5004314628621503861</id><published>2008-09-29T16:15:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T16:28:42.024+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Museum'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Changi Chapel'/><title type='text'>Changi Chapel Museum</title><content type='html'>&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Thursday, 25th September 2008&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went to the battle sites of World War II for a school trip.&lt;br /&gt;We went to two locations. But I will blog on this location.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.changimuseum.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Changi Museum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I remember when I was young I used to ask my parents to bring me to that museum, because quite frankly, I didn't know how a museum looks like inside. &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;Are they as boring as described in fiction books?&lt;/span&gt; So that day was my first visit there. It's rather interesting, the museum sort of contain &lt;em&gt;sad and painful memories &lt;/em&gt;of the POWs during the World War II. Here's a picture of the entrance.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251328934517930226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 242px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 184px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="170" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r_--zq6oeyo/SOB319yr-PI/AAAAAAAAAIk/dQ0l1pZlgtM/s400/24%2520mar%252006%2520~%2520LDY%2520Museum%2520Pics%2520052a.jpg" width="239" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We went straight after English exams so we didn't have time to eat lunch! And we can't eat on the bus either! So the very nice guide gave us 10min to buy and eat our lunch. I brought egg sandwiches(which are really cold and slimy, I wonder why) I bought from the school canteen (the last sandwiches, so beggers can't be choosers right?). The gift shop only sell food like RollerCosters and Kit Kat bars, but nowadays news of tainted milk I tend to avoid chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So there's this door. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251328936353022834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 149px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 228px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="192" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_--zq6oeyo/SOB32EoNQ3I/AAAAAAAAAIs/nEyl03IKAak/s400/Changi%2520Cell%2520001b.jpg" width="142" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;What's behind it?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251328935979814994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r_--zq6oeyo/SOB32DPOkFI/AAAAAAAAAI0/nclYih73LG4/s400/Changi%2520Cell%2520009a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:85%;"&gt;The Changi Cell is located at the side of the Changi Museum. Once entered, visitors can listen to an audio recording on how the locals suffered in the hands of the Japanese during the Japanese Occupation. It also gives visitors an idea of the atmosphere of a prison cell for those incarcerated during the Second World War. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Limit to ten people only, but who cares, the whole class squeezed into the small narrow room. OMG it's&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt; freaking&lt;/span&gt; dark in there, and a whole lot of screaming from the audio recording plus the add-on shrieks from the guys in class. We do need lots of extra terror in that room.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251333719095447506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r_--zq6oeyo/SOB8Mdu3D9I/AAAAAAAAAJE/yYaqv_nNKbM/s400/12a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The drawing and the map&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251333719522483234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r_--zq6oeyo/SOB8MfUrHCI/AAAAAAAAAJM/jCmqrO6C3xI/s400/24%2520mar%252006%2520~%2520LDY%2520Museum%2520Pics%2520013a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Defenders of Singapore&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;I managed to persuade daddy to bring me there one day, the class visit was too fast to absorb any information.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Can you imagine sharing this room with two others???&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251336774311470994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="222" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r_--zq6oeyo/SOB--TTH55I/AAAAAAAAAJc/Za50BefkU1E/s400/Changi%2520Prison%2520006a.jpg" width="349" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;This is &lt;em&gt;terrible... &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_--zq6oeyo/SOCBOULAq0I/AAAAAAAAAJk/gfnsmr2T_U8/s1600-h/CP%2520001a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251339248447040322" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_--zq6oeyo/SOCBOULAq0I/AAAAAAAAAJk/gfnsmr2T_U8/s400/CP%2520001a.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;u&gt;Changi Quilts&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;Several women who were interned in Changi prison during the Occupation, were given six inch squares of rice sack cloth. Each embroided her name, indicating her survival and well being. Under the pretext of a gift, the quilts were handed over to the civilian men for the POW hospital. Knowledge of the women's well being boosted the men's morale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It's very heartening to know that during times of war, these POWs had not given up hope. Instead, they helped one another to keep up their morale.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6006990433987418564-5004314628621503861?l=janealloveragain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janealloveragain.blogspot.com/feeds/5004314628621503861/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6006990433987418564&amp;postID=5004314628621503861' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006990433987418564/posts/default/5004314628621503861'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006990433987418564/posts/default/5004314628621503861'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janealloveragain.blogspot.com/2008/09/changi-chapel-museum_29.html' title='Changi Chapel Museum'/><author><name>Jane Fung</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-515U72igkzc/TtEEWUQ7JII/AAAAAAAAAgs/GkwU_tzAs-A/s220/218169_211553028855895_100000035983441_863032_4289518_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r_--zq6oeyo/SOB319yr-PI/AAAAAAAAAIk/dQ0l1pZlgtM/s72-c/24%2520mar%252006%2520~%2520LDY%2520Museum%2520Pics%2520052a.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6006990433987418564.post-3379497379638788305</id><published>2008-09-29T16:15:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T16:28:33.918+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Model-Making'/><title type='text'>Model-Making</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Thursday, 25 September 2008 (At Night)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope you all still remember I am going to try out new hobbies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Let kill two birds with one stone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm making my display unit based on my design for Design &amp;amp; Technology class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's see if I enjoy making stuff as a hobby. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Hobby catergorised under No.16={Model Building}. &lt;em&gt;(refer to older entries)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So the materials require to make my design come to life: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;Windmill &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;3 Toilet Rolls &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Super glue &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Cardboard(all neatly cut out) &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Paint &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Paintbrush &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hairdryer &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Water &lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;And lots of patience!! &lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;So I was like,&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;"I'm tired from the history field trip today, and now I have to complete this?!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I was thinking of painting it today then tomorrow glue it all together, but my mother wants me to stop doing meaningless stuff and prepare for exams(but hey, that dumb model is for my D&amp;amp;T exam). &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I was getting really nervous like, is the paint ever gonna dry &lt;em&gt;(secret weapon:the hairdryer!!)&lt;/em&gt; ? or like is the glue functioning properly?? Such similar idiotic thoughts went through my head.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So prototype looks like this. Just balancing on top of the other and a rough idea how it is gonna turn out like. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r_--zq6oeyo/SOCJdWOKIMI/AAAAAAAAAK8/614enZoe14s/s1600-h/DSC01747.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251348302788174018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r_--zq6oeyo/SOCJdWOKIMI/AAAAAAAAAK8/614enZoe14s/s320/DSC01747.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Excuse me for the very messy bedroom floor &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r_--zq6oeyo/SOCJd2_lQdI/AAAAAAAAALE/Eg4E8O_x2l0/s1600-h/DSC01748.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251348311585407442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r_--zq6oeyo/SOCJd2_lQdI/AAAAAAAAALE/Eg4E8O_x2l0/s320/DSC01748.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Ingredients spread out on the table&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_--zq6oeyo/SOCJd7vWJlI/AAAAAAAAALM/hGT3F5WiXC8/s1600-h/DSC01749.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251348312859485778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_--zq6oeyo/SOCJd7vWJlI/AAAAAAAAALM/hGT3F5WiXC8/s320/DSC01749.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Rejected Cardboards Sheets &lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_--zq6oeyo/SOCJdyDCQrI/AAAAAAAAALU/eg1P13qOm7Y/s1600-h/DSC01750.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251348310257713842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_--zq6oeyo/SOCJdyDCQrI/AAAAAAAAALU/eg1P13qOm7Y/s320/DSC01750.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Paint Colours&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251348315383388930" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_--zq6oeyo/SOCJeFJF2wI/AAAAAAAAALc/Q7jTFpNwRlw/s320/DSC01751.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;I think there's something wrong with purple...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251348501588726594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r_--zq6oeyo/SOCJo6z500I/AAAAAAAAALk/gKLOQsNU01I/s320/DSC01752.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;But anyway, the colours matched my windmill.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_--zq6oeyo/SOCLoe24xII/AAAAAAAAAMM/hVy1NKW4GNA/s1600-h/DSC01753.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251350693108302978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_--zq6oeyo/SOCLoe24xII/AAAAAAAAAMM/hVy1NKW4GNA/s320/DSC01753.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The Leaves&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;All the glue work remains uncaptured, my hands were too sticky.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;FINAL PRODUCT&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251348504782544226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r_--zq6oeyo/SOCJpGtXnWI/AAAAAAAAAL0/vm2PeP35R10/s320/DSC01754.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251348508678663458" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r_--zq6oeyo/SOCJpVORrSI/AAAAAAAAAL8/Id5dyh8RhqI/s320/DSC01755.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I worked from 7 pm to 12 midnight.(look how dark outside was)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I guess my efforts paid off?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The model's nickname is "Leaning Tower of Flower".&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So final question: Is this a good new hobby?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The answer is: &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;NO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I wonder if I am&lt;strong&gt; recycling&lt;/strong&gt; or &lt;em&gt;reusing &lt;/em&gt;or just plain &lt;u&gt;destroying the environment&lt;/u&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6006990433987418564-3379497379638788305?l=janealloveragain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janealloveragain.blogspot.com/feeds/3379497379638788305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6006990433987418564&amp;postID=3379497379638788305' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006990433987418564/posts/default/3379497379638788305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006990433987418564/posts/default/3379497379638788305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janealloveragain.blogspot.com/2008/09/model-making_2218.html' title='Model-Making'/><author><name>Jane Fung</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-515U72igkzc/TtEEWUQ7JII/AAAAAAAAAgs/GkwU_tzAs-A/s220/218169_211553028855895_100000035983441_863032_4289518_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r_--zq6oeyo/SOCJdWOKIMI/AAAAAAAAAK8/614enZoe14s/s72-c/DSC01747.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6006990433987418564.post-7732885654931177963</id><published>2008-09-21T16:22:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T16:52:07.964+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Broken Stuffs'/><title type='text'>Broken Stuffs</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I always wanted a big pencil box because&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt; all my stuff can't fit in&lt;/span&gt; my old one last time, I need &lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;3 pencil boxes&lt;/span&gt; in the begining of the year. Then I realised. The reason why my pencil box is close to exploding is because it's &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;filled with rubbish&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;LIKE...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A "pencil" I made out of a wooden chopstick&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r_--zq6oeyo/SNYFHaMlv-I/AAAAAAAAAH8/pjDm6s-tyg8/s1600-h/DSC01727.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248388040596242402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r_--zq6oeyo/SNYFHaMlv-I/AAAAAAAAAH8/pjDm6s-tyg8/s320/DSC01727.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;A pencil I sharpened at both ends&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r_--zq6oeyo/SNYFHqe6yyI/AAAAAAAAAIE/VJ_oHKVy2JE/s1600-h/DSC01728.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248388044968086306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r_--zq6oeyo/SNYFHqe6yyI/AAAAAAAAAIE/VJ_oHKVy2JE/s320/DSC01728.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r_--zq6oeyo/SNYFHqe6yyI/AAAAAAAAAIE/VJ_oHKVy2JE/s1600-h/DSC01728.JPG"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(left)&lt;/em&gt; A sharpener that's missing a sharpener&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r_--zq6oeyo/SNYFH-IXacI/AAAAAAAAAIM/0aMEDhHuIMU/s1600-h/DSC01731.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248388050242202050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r_--zq6oeyo/SNYFH-IXacI/AAAAAAAAAIM/0aMEDhHuIMU/s320/DSC01731.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The remains of the hole-puncher I dropped on the classroom floor.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248387722376525666" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r_--zq6oeyo/SNYE04vGN2I/AAAAAAAAAHU/NruRospQWA0/s320/DSC01722.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The plastic cover cracked on impact, and I threw it away on the spot. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Looks ordinary&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248387724816280530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r_--zq6oeyo/SNYE1B0x69I/AAAAAAAAAHc/ONYGlhIFiRs/s320/DSC01723.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;But somehow it broke...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248387726511355250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r_--zq6oeyo/SNYE1II6tXI/AAAAAAAAAHk/kNrLab1p03o/s320/DSC01724.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r_--zq6oeyo/SNYFIA16tvI/AAAAAAAAAIU/S5h6ULKW9P4/s1600-h/DSC01732.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;So this is my new scissors. Say hi. It's rather small.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r_--zq6oeyo/SNYFIBU6DGI/AAAAAAAAAIc/e8N8pgD1NjQ/s1600-h/DSC01733.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248388051100109922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r_--zq6oeyo/SNYFIBU6DGI/AAAAAAAAAIc/e8N8pgD1NjQ/s320/DSC01733.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;orange&lt;/span&gt; highlighter that's has no ink left.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r_--zq6oeyo/SNYE1TQAOrI/AAAAAAAAAHs/wNbFHRsfGe4/s1600-h/DSC01725.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248387729493867186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r_--zq6oeyo/SNYE1TQAOrI/AAAAAAAAAHs/wNbFHRsfGe4/s320/DSC01725.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;And a set-square that's been chipped off at one end.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r_--zq6oeyo/SNYE1Y6XsZI/AAAAAAAAAH0/BmIWJrDVqNc/s1600-h/DSC01726.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5248387731013742994" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r_--zq6oeyo/SNYE1Y6XsZI/AAAAAAAAAH0/BmIWJrDVqNc/s320/DSC01726.JPG" border="0" /&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/6006990433987418564-7732885654931177963?l=janealloveragain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janealloveragain.blogspot.com/feeds/7732885654931177963/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6006990433987418564&amp;postID=7732885654931177963' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006990433987418564/posts/default/7732885654931177963'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006990433987418564/posts/default/7732885654931177963'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janealloveragain.blogspot.com/2008/09/broken-stuffs.html' title='Broken Stuffs'/><author><name>Jane Fung</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-515U72igkzc/TtEEWUQ7JII/AAAAAAAAAgs/GkwU_tzAs-A/s220/218169_211553028855895_100000035983441_863032_4289518_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r_--zq6oeyo/SNYFHaMlv-I/AAAAAAAAAH8/pjDm6s-tyg8/s72-c/DSC01727.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6006990433987418564.post-3755635172146574842</id><published>2008-09-14T15:51:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T16:44:02.788+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ratatouille'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Harry Potter'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Housework'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Paper doll'/><title type='text'>Housework</title><content type='html'>I accidentally cut myself on my library book during house-cleaning. A &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;freaking&lt;/span&gt; 3 cm thin &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;red&lt;/span&gt; cut. It's still there on the underside of my right elbow while I'm writing this post in the late afternoon while I got cut in the late morning. The library book is titled "SINGAPORE BOOK OF RECORDS 2007". Well, now that book has a &lt;u&gt;record&lt;/u&gt;, it got a record of my &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;DNA&lt;/span&gt; on it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For lunch today, I managed to make a perfect&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;(almost)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; popiah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245788305800701554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_--zq6oeyo/SMzIq7YmJnI/AAAAAAAAAHM/aJ1pAcfkyh8/s320/DSC01714.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;Lunch was leftovers from yesterday party's dinner. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Yesterday's party wasn't bad. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;We watched two movies, "Ratatouille" and "Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix". The first made me &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;hungry&lt;/span&gt;. The second movie makes me &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;puke&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;(that can't be right, I bought the DVD with my own money!!!)&lt;/em&gt;. For one thing, Harry &lt;em&gt;Potter(aka Daniel Radcliffe)'s&lt;/em&gt; hairstyle and acting weren't incredible.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So half way through that movie I went to play some dress-up games at &lt;a href="http://www.afunpark.com/"&gt;http://www.afunpark.com/&lt;/a&gt; with a young female guest&lt;em&gt;(she's damn adorable! still in primary school so lucky)&lt;/em&gt;. We had a competition to see who can dress up the virtual doll the best.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I've a weakness for paper dolls, so if you know any nice paper doll websites put on the tagboard.&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/6006990433987418564-3755635172146574842?l=janealloveragain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janealloveragain.blogspot.com/feeds/3755635172146574842/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6006990433987418564&amp;postID=3755635172146574842' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006990433987418564/posts/default/3755635172146574842'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006990433987418564/posts/default/3755635172146574842'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janealloveragain.blogspot.com/2008/09/housework.html' title='Housework'/><author><name>Jane Fung</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-515U72igkzc/TtEEWUQ7JII/AAAAAAAAAgs/GkwU_tzAs-A/s220/218169_211553028855895_100000035983441_863032_4289518_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_--zq6oeyo/SMzIq7YmJnI/AAAAAAAAAHM/aJ1pAcfkyh8/s72-c/DSC01714.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6006990433987418564.post-4109942645640778749</id><published>2008-09-13T10:27:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T11:18:55.170+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Hobbies'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Mid-Autumn Festival'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ex-neighbours'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Morning Run'/><title type='text'>Mid-Autumn Festival 2008</title><content type='html'>I'm up and early today. 10'o clock in the morning already blogging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I finally finished the script for Mayella's version of the court scene!!! Technically, today at &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;12.30am&lt;/span&gt; in the wee hours of the morning. I chatted with Bernard on MSN for a while before going to bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5.45am: Wake up to get ready to go jogging at Bedok Reservior Park with ex-neighbours. I should have woken up earlier, everytime when &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;I'm in a panic or rush or something urgent I can't wear contact lens properly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;(glasses are harder to run with)&lt;/em&gt;. And the mirror is so&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;bloody&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; far, and the sink in front of the mirror is so &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;bloody&lt;/span&gt; big, I can't see properly and can't lean forward properly&lt;em&gt;(am I that &lt;strong&gt;short&lt;/strong&gt;?)&lt;/em&gt; and the contact lens kept dropping into the sink cos my hands were shaking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last week, when we woke up it was raining so we went back to sleep. By the time when our ex-neighbours woke up, it had stopped raining so they went out to jog at the park without us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, we woke up and it wasn't raining. After running, it started to rain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me and my sister only jog 1km today and walked another 1km, the last few metres running back to the shelter as it started to drizzle. While running, the clouds were&lt;span style="color:#666666;"&gt; grey &lt;/span&gt;and it was really windy, like running in a air-conditioned gym.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All the adults were saying, "Today break record, must run faster cos it's gonna rain."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my father did.&lt;br /&gt;Usual timing: 29 min. Today's timing: 26 min&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Applause!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Bloody&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;cold today, me and my sister are only wearing sleeveless shirts and shorts, the rain makes the temperature so cold.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On our way to Pasir Ris wet market for breakfast, we saw this lorry called "Parquets" and in it there were objects covered with black plastic bag, like the ones used for parties and such, to shelter from the rain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It's really innovative of them to cover the parquets with plastic bags," my father said.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I stared at them a little closer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245335151595605746" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r_--zq6oeyo/SMssh4a5zvI/AAAAAAAAAG0/vgKuvzP2CMs/s320/DSC01707.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Wait a minute.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;THEY ARE MOVING?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They're &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HUMANS&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; covered with plastic bags!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5245335155546502002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r_--zq6oeyo/SMssiHI3s3I/AAAAAAAAAG8/AxoR6BK-fJ8/s320/DSC01708.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;HAHAHA.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The adults talked about hobbies today during breakfast.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Then I wonder.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;What is my hobby?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;As far as I know, there's only &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;one&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;thing I like doing, and that's reading.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;GOD&lt;/span&gt; I think I need a new hobby or something.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Something that suits me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Let's see various kind of hobbies...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;1. Amateur Science related&lt;br /&gt;2. Animal-related&lt;br /&gt;3. Arts and crafts&lt;br /&gt;4. Collecting&lt;br /&gt;5. Computer-related&lt;br /&gt;6. Food&lt;br /&gt;7. DIY (Do It Yourself)&lt;br /&gt;8. Electronics&lt;br /&gt;9. Film-making&lt;br /&gt;10. Games&lt;br /&gt;11. Gardening&lt;br /&gt;12. Historical reenactment&lt;br /&gt;13. Interactive fiction&lt;br /&gt;14. Internet-based hobbies&lt;br /&gt;15. Literature&lt;br /&gt;16. Model (scale model) building&lt;br /&gt;17. Music&lt;br /&gt;18. Observation&lt;br /&gt;19. Outdoor/nature activities&lt;br /&gt;20. Performing arts&lt;br /&gt;21. Photography&lt;br /&gt;22. Sports or other physical activities&lt;br /&gt;23. Toys of some sophistication&lt;br /&gt;24. Transportation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess I'll attempt to try one of the categories one day?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're having a party later at night to celebrate our annual Mid-Autumn Festival, but this time at our house in Simei instead at our old home in Pasir Ris. All our ex-neighbours are coming over. Theme is: Popiah. =.=&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Strange, we met them this morning and we're going to meet them later at night.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6006990433987418564-4109942645640778749?l=janealloveragain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janealloveragain.blogspot.com/feeds/4109942645640778749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6006990433987418564&amp;postID=4109942645640778749' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006990433987418564/posts/default/4109942645640778749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006990433987418564/posts/default/4109942645640778749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janealloveragain.blogspot.com/2008/09/mid-autumn-festival-2008.html' title='Mid-Autumn Festival 2008'/><author><name>Jane Fung</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-515U72igkzc/TtEEWUQ7JII/AAAAAAAAAgs/GkwU_tzAs-A/s220/218169_211553028855895_100000035983441_863032_4289518_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r_--zq6oeyo/SMssh4a5zvI/AAAAAAAAAG0/vgKuvzP2CMs/s72-c/DSC01707.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6006990433987418564.post-3324546885459610885</id><published>2008-09-12T20:37:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T14:19:33.740+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Danse Macabre'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blog Song of the Day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Saint Saëns'/><title type='text'>Danse Macabre</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height="300" width="340"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/d-aDeS39sE/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/d-aDeS39sE/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="380" height="110" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/people/Frh5d-/music/0Piia-Hq/saint_saens_danse_macabre/"&gt;Danse Macabre - Saint Saens&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;The composition is based upon a poem by Henri Cazalis, on an old French superstition:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;Zig, zig, zig, Death in a cadence,&lt;br /&gt;Striking with his heel a tomb,&lt;br /&gt;Death at midnight plays a dance-tune,&lt;br /&gt;Zig, zig, zig, on his violin.&lt;br /&gt;The winter wind blows and the night is dark;&lt;br /&gt;Moans are heard in the linden trees.&lt;br /&gt;Through the gloom, white skeletons pass,&lt;br /&gt;Running and leaping in their shrouds.&lt;br /&gt;Zig, zig, zig, each one is frisking,&lt;br /&gt;The bones of the dancers are heard to crack—&lt;br /&gt;But hist! of a sudden they quit the round,&lt;br /&gt;They push forward, they fly; the cock has crowed.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;According to the ancient superstition, Death appears at midnight every year on Halloween. Death has the power to call forth the dead from their graves to dance for him while he plays his fiddle(represented by a solo violin with its E-string tuned to an E-flat in an example of scordatura tuning). His skeletons dance for him until the first break of dawn, when they must return to their graves until the next year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The piece opens with a harp playing a single note, D, twelve times to signify the clock striking midnight, accompanied by soft chords from the string section. This then leads to the eerie E flat and A chords (also known as a tritone or the Devil's chord, and the solo violin's E string is tuned a half step lower to accommodate this) played by a solo violin, representing death on his fiddle. After which the main theme is heard on a solo flute and is followed by a descending scale on the solo violin. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;The rest of the orchestra, particularly the lower instruments of the string section, then joins in on the descending scale. The main theme and the scale is then heard throughout the various sections of the orchestra until it breaks to the solo violin and the harp playing the scale. The piece becomes more energetic and climaxes at this point; the full orchestra playing with strong dynamics.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Towards the end of the piece, there is another violin solo, now modulating, which is then joined by the rest of the orchestra. The final section, a pianissimo, represents the dawn breaking and the skeletons returning to their graves.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;The piece makes particular use of the xylophone in a particular theme to imitate the sounds of rattling bones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I hope after listening to it, you can imagine how the poem looks like.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Enjoy. :)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Source:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Dance_Macabre_(Saint-Sa%C3%ABns)"&gt;Wikipedia&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6006990433987418564-3324546885459610885?l=janealloveragain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janealloveragain.blogspot.com/feeds/3324546885459610885/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6006990433987418564&amp;postID=3324546885459610885' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006990433987418564/posts/default/3324546885459610885'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006990433987418564/posts/default/3324546885459610885'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janealloveragain.blogspot.com/2008/09/danse-macabre-saint-sans.html' title='Danse Macabre'/><author><name>Jane Fung</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-515U72igkzc/TtEEWUQ7JII/AAAAAAAAAgs/GkwU_tzAs-A/s220/218169_211553028855895_100000035983441_863032_4289518_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6006990433987418564.post-7361255827808908366</id><published>2008-09-07T13:44:00.012+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T18:18:44.729+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Windmill'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sista'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Daddy'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Turtle Soup'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Candles'/><title type='text'>Windmill, Candles and Turtle Soup</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I got myself a windmill last Friday!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243152269176014338" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_--zq6oeyo/SMNrNZuFBgI/AAAAAAAAAF8/9i2bF8plHUU/s400/DSC01684.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I feel as if me and my sista are&lt;span style="color:#000066;"&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;deprived of childhood&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;. Her especially. She kept going, &lt;em&gt;"OMG you're so childish, so old already still play with toys like this windmill.".&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#993399;"&gt;BUT&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;she's the one who kept snatching it from me, amazed by how it spins or something I dunno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;After dinner, on the highway back home,&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt; she attempted to stick it out of the car window&lt;/span&gt;, but she didn't because it's too&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;dangerous so many cars on the road, what happens if you stick the windmill out and then someone crash into it?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;She did it anyway when we reached the car park of our condo.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I got it to make a model for my Design &amp;amp; Technology display unit design. Maybe I shall use it for my upcoming science project too.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Yesterday, my mum bought 1,000 candles from Tampines IKEA. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Yes, 1000 candles.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;6 months supply of candles. We light 4 candles per day in front of the small statue of the Buddha we have at home. The first candle we tried had no wick to light. Should we ask for an exchange or refund? Never mind, we have 999 candles to go.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Tonight's dinner, we went out with my maternal grandfather. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;For the first time in my life, we had turtle soup!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We went to that Turtle House Seafood Restaurant after watching their advertisement on Channel 8. It's pretty close to my grandfather's place and cousin's primary school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243548000886130594" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r_--zq6oeyo/SMTTIBOHB6I/AAAAAAAAAGE/Pp5m61ZrvnU/s320/DSC01686.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;We gave grandfather &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;a new handphone&lt;/span&gt; too! His old phone's&lt;em&gt;(it used to be my phone during primary 5) &lt;/em&gt;keypad buttons 4 and 7 and * wasn't working, so we got another down-to-earth phone for him. But it's really good, it has the basic function of a phone, like sms and call but there isn't any camera. Back to the old times. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243549482138326674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_--zq6oeyo/SMTUePUJ1pI/AAAAAAAAAGM/S65GD8Ak9XM/s320/DSC01694.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It's good now the older generation is keeping up with the technology. It's easier to keep in contact. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;The &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;contradictions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; of the restaurant:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243552346905580626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r_--zq6oeyo/SMTXE_Z5FFI/AAAAAAAAAGU/ciik8TxQfG4/s320/DSC01698.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;No Smoking?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243552348932578562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r_--zq6oeyo/SMTXFG9KnQI/AAAAAAAAAGc/vbCEon4hUow/s320/DSC01701.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Smoking Corner?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;--------------------------------------------------------&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Our soup arrived!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243553703476329234" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r_--zq6oeyo/SMTYT9Bj-xI/AAAAAAAAAGk/72FhdsZdfp0/s320/DSC01696.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Strange, I thought it would look like the dish on the napkin wrapper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5243553704706033186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r_--zq6oeyo/SMTYUBmvxiI/AAAAAAAAAGs/_WBzcpwDJb0/s320/DSC01690.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Turtle soup taste like a &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;cross-over&lt;/span&gt; between mutton soup and pork soup. But it's&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt; very bland&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, unless you put lots of &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;wine&lt;/span&gt; in the soup.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;They actually serve &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#00cccc;"&gt;crocodile meat&lt;/span&gt; there!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;So in the car me and my sister asked my dad(whom we know to eat lots of weird stuff before), "How does crocodile meat taste like?"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;He replied, "If you found turtle meat bland, crocodile meat is even worse. Taste like snake meat."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Silence.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#006600;"&gt;How do you compare a foreign meat with another foreign meat??&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;He goes on to say what other weird meat he ate before. When he was young, he was a kampong boy and lived in a treehouse near a forest in Malaysia. His father(my paternal grandfather) used to go out hunting in that forest for animals to eat for dinner. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;My father ate these before:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Crocodile&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Turtle&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Snake&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Dog(no wonder out neighbour's dog bark whenever he's near)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Fox&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bat&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Hog&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Bear&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Rabbit&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;MONKEY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Oh my goodness, MONKEY MEAT??&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;*faint*&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6006990433987418564-7361255827808908366?l=janealloveragain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janealloveragain.blogspot.com/feeds/7361255827808908366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6006990433987418564&amp;postID=7361255827808908366' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006990433987418564/posts/default/7361255827808908366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006990433987418564/posts/default/7361255827808908366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janealloveragain.blogspot.com/2008/09/070908.html' title='Windmill, Candles and Turtle Soup'/><author><name>Jane Fung</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-515U72igkzc/TtEEWUQ7JII/AAAAAAAAAgs/GkwU_tzAs-A/s220/218169_211553028855895_100000035983441_863032_4289518_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_--zq6oeyo/SMNrNZuFBgI/AAAAAAAAAF8/9i2bF8plHUU/s72-c/DSC01684.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6006990433987418564.post-6687853900891781156</id><published>2008-09-03T18:08:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T17:43:39.619+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Pizza'/><title type='text'>Pizza Hut!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://i131.photobucket.com/albums/p295/devo_man/Bono%20MySpace/Pizza-hut-logo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://i131.photobucket.com/albums/p295/devo_man/Bono%20MySpace/Pizza-hut-logo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Today's my&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; first time&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; stepping into a Pizza Hut Restaurant! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Maybe it is not my first time, but it's been &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;a long time I stepped into one&lt;/span&gt;!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I went to the Siglap Pizza Hut Restaurant with Lena, Dorothy, Vivienne, Hye Min and Serene Neo for lunch after History Workshop.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ordered the Pizza Set from the Student Value Treats! So did Vivienne, Dorothy and Hye Min. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;All Hawaiian pizzas.&lt;/span&gt; Lena and Serene ordered the Pasta Set.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5241738517093593874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r_--zq6oeyo/SL5laMzYsxI/AAAAAAAAAF0/G7RvA3WFCcQ/s200/pizza.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;We had soup too. Lena and Hye Min began to &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;pour cheese into their soups&lt;/span&gt;. HAHAHA.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6006990433987418564-6687853900891781156?l=janealloveragain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janealloveragain.blogspot.com/feeds/6687853900891781156/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6006990433987418564&amp;postID=6687853900891781156' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006990433987418564/posts/default/6687853900891781156'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006990433987418564/posts/default/6687853900891781156'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janealloveragain.blogspot.com/2008/09/pizza-hut.html' title='Pizza Hut!'/><author><name>Jane Fung</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-515U72igkzc/TtEEWUQ7JII/AAAAAAAAAgs/GkwU_tzAs-A/s220/218169_211553028855895_100000035983441_863032_4289518_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i131.photobucket.com/albums/p295/devo_man/Bono%20MySpace/th_Pizza-hut-logo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6006990433987418564.post-3196767150951524305</id><published>2008-09-02T08:48:00.018+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T21:33:33.908+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meme'/><title type='text'>Bold the ones that apply to you</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Bold the ones that apply to you.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am 5'4" or shorter.&lt;br /&gt;I think I'm ugly.&lt;br /&gt;I tan easily.&lt;br /&gt;I wish my hair was a different color.&lt;br /&gt;I have friends who have never seen my natural hair color&lt;br /&gt;I have a tattoo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am self-conscious about my appearance.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have/I've had braces.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I wear glasses sometimes.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;(i wear contact lens sometimes too)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd get plastic surgery if it were 100% safe, free, scar-free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I've been told I'm attractive by a complete stranger.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I have more than 2 piercings. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;(both ears?)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have piercings in places besides my ears&lt;br /&gt;I have freckles&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;family/home life.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've sworn at my parents.&lt;br /&gt;I've been kicked out of the house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My biological parents are together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I have a sibling less than one year old&lt;br /&gt;I want to have kids someday.I have children. &lt;em&gt;(erm..no?)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've lost a child.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;embarrassment.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I've slipped out a "lol" in a spoken conversation.&lt;br /&gt;Disney movies still make me cry&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I've snorted while laughing.&lt;br /&gt;I've laughed so hard I've cried.&lt;br /&gt;I've glued my hand to something.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I've laughed till some kind of beverage came out of my nose.&lt;br /&gt;I've had my pants rip in public.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;health.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I was born with a disease/impairment. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;(i was born with 6 toes)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I've had stitches.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; (i went for a operation to remove those 2 extra ones)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;I've broken a bone.&lt;br /&gt;I've had my tonsils removed.&lt;br /&gt;I've sat in a doctor's office with a friend.&lt;br /&gt;I've had my wisdom teeth removed.&lt;br /&gt;I had a serious surgery.&lt;br /&gt;I've had chicken pox.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;travelling.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I've driven over 200 miles in one day.&lt;br /&gt;I've been on a plane.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I've been to Canada.&lt;br /&gt;I've been to Niagara Falls.&lt;br /&gt;I've been to Japan.&lt;br /&gt;I've Celebrated Mardi Gras in New Orleans.&lt;br /&gt;I've been to Europe.&lt;br /&gt;I've been to Africa.&lt;br /&gt;I've been to France.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;experiences.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I've been lost in my city. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;(at Marina Square)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've seen a shooting star.&lt;br /&gt;I've wished on a shooting star.&lt;br /&gt;I've seen a meteor shower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I've gone out in public in my pajamas.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;(to the wet market perhaps?)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I've pushed all the buttons on an elevator.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;(for the fun of it)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been to a casino. &lt;em&gt;(underaged)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been skydiving.&lt;br /&gt;I've gone skinny dipping.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I've played spin the bottle.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I've crashed a car&lt;br /&gt;I've been skiing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I've been in a play.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I've met someone in person from the internet.&lt;br /&gt;I've caught a snowflake on my tongue.&lt;br /&gt;I've seen the Northern Lights.&lt;br /&gt;I've sat on a roof top at night.&lt;br /&gt;I've played chicken.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I've played a prank on someone.&lt;br /&gt;I've ridden in a taxi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I've seen the Rocky Horror Picture Show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I've eaten Sushi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I've been snowboarding.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;relationships.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm single.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm in a relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm available.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm engaged.&lt;br /&gt;I'm married.&lt;br /&gt;I've gone on a blind date.&lt;br /&gt;I've been the dumpee more than the dumper.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I miss someone right now.&lt;br /&gt;I have a fear of abandonment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I've been divorced.&lt;br /&gt;I've had feelings for someone who didn't have them back.&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've told someone I loved them when I didn't.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I've told someone I didn't love them when I did.&lt;br /&gt;I've kept something from a past relationship.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;sexuality.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strike&gt;I've had a crush on someone of the same gender.&lt;br /&gt;I've kissed a member of the same gender.&lt;br /&gt;I've had sex with someone of the opposite gender.&lt;br /&gt;I've had sex with someone of the same gender.&lt;br /&gt;I've had sex with more than one person at the same time.&lt;br /&gt;I am a cuddler.&lt;br /&gt;I've been kissed in the rain.&lt;br /&gt;I've had sex outdoors.&lt;br /&gt;I've hugged a stranger.&lt;br /&gt;I have kissed a stranger.&lt;br /&gt;I have had sex with a stranger.&lt;/strike&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;honesty/crime.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I've done something I promised someone else I wouldn't.&lt;br /&gt;I've done something I promised myself I wouldn't.&lt;br /&gt;I have lied to my parents about where I am.&lt;br /&gt;I am keeping a secret from the world.&lt;br /&gt;I've cheated while playing a game.&lt;br /&gt;I've cheated on a test.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've run a red light.&lt;br /&gt;I've been suspended from school.&lt;br /&gt;I've witnessed a crime.&lt;br /&gt;I've been in a fist fight.&lt;br /&gt;I've been arrested.&lt;br /&gt;I've shoplifted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;drugs/alcohol.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I've consumed alcohol.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;(on a airplane)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I smoke cigarettes.&lt;br /&gt;I smoke pot.&lt;br /&gt;I regularly drink.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I've taken painkillers when I didn't need them.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've done hard drugs.&lt;br /&gt;I've been addicted to an illegal substance.&lt;br /&gt;I take cough meds when I'm not sick.&lt;br /&gt;I can't swallow pills.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I can swallow about 5 pills at a time no problem.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;mental health.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been diagnosed with depression.&lt;br /&gt;I shut others out when I'm depressed.&lt;br /&gt;I take anti-depressants.&lt;br /&gt;I have an eating disorder.&lt;br /&gt;I 've slept an entire day when I didn't need it.&lt;br /&gt;I've hurt myself on purpose.&lt;br /&gt;I'm addicted to self harm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I've woken up crying.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;(nightmare)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;death.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;I'm afraid of dying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I hate funerals.&lt;br /&gt;I've seen someone dying. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;(my bird)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have attempted suicide.&lt;br /&gt;Someone close to me has attempted suicide.&lt;br /&gt;Someone close to me has committed suicide.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;em&gt;random.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I can mimic others well. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;(esp. teachers)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've stolen a tray from a fast food restaurant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I open up to others too easily&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I don't kill bugs.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;(too scared too)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I curse regularly.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I sing in the shower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I am a morning person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I paid for my cell phone ring tone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm a snob about grammar.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a sports fanatic.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I play with my hair.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have/had "x"s in my screen name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I love being neat.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've copied more than 30 CDs in a day.&lt;br /&gt;I bake well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;My favorite color is either white, yellow, pink, red or blue.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I don't know how to shoot a gun.&lt;br /&gt;I am in love with love.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am guilty of tYpInG lIkE tHiS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I laugh at my own jokes&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;I eat fast food weekly.&lt;br /&gt;I believe in ghosts.&lt;br /&gt;I am online 24/7, even as an away message.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I can't sleep if there is a spider in the room.&lt;br /&gt;I am really ticklish.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I love white chocolate.&lt;br /&gt;I bite my nails.&lt;br /&gt;I play video games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;I'm good at remembering faces.&lt;br /&gt;I'm good at remembering names.&lt;br /&gt;I'm good at remembering dates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I have no idea what I want to do for the rest of my life.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I have answered this meme honestly. &lt;em&gt;(actually not really...)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6006990433987418564-3196767150951524305?l=janealloveragain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janealloveragain.blogspot.com/feeds/3196767150951524305/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6006990433987418564&amp;postID=3196767150951524305' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006990433987418564/posts/default/3196767150951524305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006990433987418564/posts/default/3196767150951524305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janealloveragain.blogspot.com/2008/09/i.html' title='Bold the ones that apply to you'/><author><name>Jane Fung</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-515U72igkzc/TtEEWUQ7JII/AAAAAAAAAgs/GkwU_tzAs-A/s220/218169_211553028855895_100000035983441_863032_4289518_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6006990433987418564.post-7037950952754429790</id><published>2008-09-01T12:10:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T17:42:11.865+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='出前一定'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sista'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Lunch'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Campbell&apos;s Soup'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Holidays'/><title type='text'>Campbell Soup</title><content type='html'>Sometimes, I dun look forward to holidays, because most of the time I would stay at home, which means &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I've to cook my own lunch&lt;/span&gt;. I'm not saying cooking is a chore, it's rather fun actually, but the idea of &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;deciding what to eat&lt;/span&gt; is a problem. I either cook instant noodles like 出前一定 or Campbell's Condensed Soup like Mushroom Potage or Clam Chowder. &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Not much choices at home...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3130/2402346753_ed0948034f.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.campbellsoup.com.my/product/1047.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 138px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 198px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="407" alt="" src="http://www.campbellsoup.com.my/product/1047.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Today's lunch, I decided to cook Campbell's Soup along with rice. Like porridge or something. With hotdogs too.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Campbell's Soup serves two bowls of soup and I cooked one bowl of rice. So after eating the bowl of porridge(rice+soup), I started to drink the second bowl of soup when my sister decided to try my cooking. &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"Can I have a hotdog?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;And she kept coming back for more.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#993300;"&gt;I got fed up so I gave my bowl of soup to her.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I thought, after a while, she would find my cooking &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;distasteful&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and then return my bowl to me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But she finished my soup instead. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Completely clean.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I was like,"You like my cooking meh? I dun remember you saying my cooking nice before..."&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But think about it, if my sister was to be at home for lunch/dinner, she would make lunch/dinner for both of us. Which doesn't give me the opportunity to cook lunch/dinner for her in the past.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;So...thanks sista for providing lunch/dinner for me during the past times you did!!!:) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6006990433987418564-7037950952754429790?l=janealloveragain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janealloveragain.blogspot.com/feeds/7037950952754429790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6006990433987418564&amp;postID=7037950952754429790' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006990433987418564/posts/default/7037950952754429790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006990433987418564/posts/default/7037950952754429790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janealloveragain.blogspot.com/2008/09/campbell-soup.html' title='Campbell Soup'/><author><name>Jane Fung</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-515U72igkzc/TtEEWUQ7JII/AAAAAAAAAgs/GkwU_tzAs-A/s220/218169_211553028855895_100000035983441_863032_4289518_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3130/2402346753_ed0948034f_t.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6006990433987418564.post-3905579648943958259</id><published>2008-08-31T11:45:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T17:37:25.034+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Milk'/><title type='text'>Milk</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#993399;"&gt;How powerful can milk get?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doctors advice people to drink milk before bedtime to promote good sleep as warm milk has amino acids that converts to a sleep-enhancing compound in the brain which can help you relax enough to drift to sleep.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I decided to give it a try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;It didn't work well with me. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;It worked &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;too well&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; with my father.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He just took a sip from my mug of milk.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And he fell &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;asleep&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; while watching the news.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6006990433987418564-3905579648943958259?l=janealloveragain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janealloveragain.blogspot.com/feeds/3905579648943958259/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6006990433987418564&amp;postID=3905579648943958259' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006990433987418564/posts/default/3905579648943958259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006990433987418564/posts/default/3905579648943958259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janealloveragain.blogspot.com/2008/08/milk.html' title='Milk'/><author><name>Jane Fung</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-515U72igkzc/TtEEWUQ7JII/AAAAAAAAAgs/GkwU_tzAs-A/s220/218169_211553028855895_100000035983441_863032_4289518_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6006990433987418564.post-5755872215678104565</id><published>2008-08-30T11:14:00.020+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-23T15:29:29.313+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='It&apos;s My Life'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blog Song of the Day'/><title type='text'>It's My Life</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height="340" width="300"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/tUkCaVrvTU/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/tUkCaVrvTU/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="380" height="110" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/people/Frh5d-/music/DESW8yIP/bon_jovi_its_my_life/"&gt;Its My Life - Bon Jovi&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;It's My Life&lt;/u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This ain't a song for the broken-hearted&lt;br /&gt;No silent prayer for the faith-departed&lt;br /&gt;I ain't gonna be just a face in the crowd&lt;br /&gt;You're gonna hear my voice&lt;br /&gt;When I shout it out loud&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's my life&lt;br /&gt;It's now or never&lt;br /&gt;I ain't gonna live forever&lt;br /&gt;I just want to live while I'm alive&lt;br /&gt;(It's my life)&lt;br /&gt;My heart is like an open highway&lt;br /&gt;Like Frankie said I did it my way&lt;br /&gt;I just wanna live while I'm alive&lt;br /&gt;It's my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is for the ones who stood their ground&lt;br /&gt;For Tommy and Gina who never backed down&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow's getting harder make no mistake&lt;br /&gt;Luck ain't even lucky&lt;br /&gt;Got to make your own breaks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's my life&lt;br /&gt;And it's now or never&lt;br /&gt;I ain't gonna live forever&lt;br /&gt;I just want to live while I'm alive&lt;br /&gt;(It's my life)&lt;br /&gt;My heart is like an open highway&lt;br /&gt;Like Frankie said I did it my way&lt;br /&gt;I just want to live while I'm alive&lt;br /&gt;'Cause it's my life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Better stand tall when they're calling you out&lt;br /&gt;Don't bend, don't break, baby, don't back down&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's my life&lt;br /&gt;And it's now or never&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I ain't gonna live forever&lt;br /&gt;I just want to live while I'm alive&lt;br /&gt;(It's my life)&lt;br /&gt;My heart is like an open highway&lt;br /&gt;Like Frankie said I did it my way&lt;br /&gt;I just want to live while I'm alive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's my life&lt;br /&gt;And it's now or never&lt;br /&gt;'Cause I ain't gonna live forever&lt;br /&gt;I just want to live while I'm alive&lt;br /&gt;(It's my life)&lt;br /&gt;My heart is like an open highway&lt;br /&gt;Like Frankie said I did it my way&lt;br /&gt;I just want to live while I'm alive'&lt;br /&gt;Cause it's my life&lt;br /&gt;by Bon Jovi&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6006990433987418564-5755872215678104565?l=janealloveragain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janealloveragain.blogspot.com/feeds/5755872215678104565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6006990433987418564&amp;postID=5755872215678104565' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006990433987418564/posts/default/5755872215678104565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006990433987418564/posts/default/5755872215678104565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janealloveragain.blogspot.com/2008/08/its-my-life.html' title='It&apos;s My Life'/><author><name>Jane Fung</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-515U72igkzc/TtEEWUQ7JII/AAAAAAAAAgs/GkwU_tzAs-A/s220/218169_211553028855895_100000035983441_863032_4289518_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6006990433987418564.post-7971252691451671328</id><published>2008-08-29T22:23:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T17:36:09.293+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ACES day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='teachers&apos; day'/><title type='text'>Teacher's Day 2008</title><content type='html'>Today is the first time I celebrated Teachers' Day in TMS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cos last year on Teachers' Day I was down with &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;HFMD&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; so I wasn't fit to go to school that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I still had that medical certificate with me.&lt;/span&gt; I forgot to give it to the teacher last year. Doubt that teacher noticed I wasn't present on that day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To no surprise, I didn't enjoy today's celebration much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During the concert, we had a &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;live band performance&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; I thought such stuff happen in drama or anime. It wasn't really exciting. The singer sounds like constipation during his second song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The garbage bag we used during the party was so &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;full&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; till the bottom of the bag &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#663333;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tore&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;I lost my appetite during the Teachers' Day breakfast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The clean-up was &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;terrible.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; Strings and decoration everywhere. Chocolate syrup, Nutella and Peanut Butter on the floor. Including french fries and cake too. Classmates asked, &lt;em&gt;"Are we allowed to go home now?"&lt;/em&gt; when the classroom looks like a pig sty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't believe I was so tired today. After showering, I head straight to the bed and slept for 6hours straight. With glasses on. Considering I dun nap in the afternoon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mother and sista had a hard time waking me up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sometimes I really want to sleep forever.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I wanna kill my sista for going back to PRPS without me today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Looking forward to tomorrow 5km jog at Bedok Reservoir Park.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6006990433987418564-7971252691451671328?l=janealloveragain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janealloveragain.blogspot.com/feeds/7971252691451671328/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6006990433987418564&amp;postID=7971252691451671328' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006990433987418564/posts/default/7971252691451671328'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006990433987418564/posts/default/7971252691451671328'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janealloveragain.blogspot.com/2008/08/teachers-day-2008.html' title='Teacher&apos;s Day 2008'/><author><name>Jane Fung</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-515U72igkzc/TtEEWUQ7JII/AAAAAAAAAgs/GkwU_tzAs-A/s220/218169_211553028855895_100000035983441_863032_4289518_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6006990433987418564.post-3341100663649730179</id><published>2008-08-28T17:51:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-29T23:09:02.300+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Moulin Rouge'/><title type='text'>"The greatest thing you ever learn is just to love, and be loved in return."</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Moulin Rouge says&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"The greatest thing you ever learn is just to love, and be loved in return."&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always thought I had done it before.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But now I'm not so sure. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6006990433987418564-3341100663649730179?l=janealloveragain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janealloveragain.blogspot.com/feeds/3341100663649730179/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6006990433987418564&amp;postID=3341100663649730179' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006990433987418564/posts/default/3341100663649730179'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006990433987418564/posts/default/3341100663649730179'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janealloveragain.blogspot.com/2008/08/friendship.html' title='&quot;The greatest thing you ever learn is just to love, and be loved in return.&quot;'/><author><name>Jane Fung</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-515U72igkzc/TtEEWUQ7JII/AAAAAAAAAgs/GkwU_tzAs-A/s220/218169_211553028855895_100000035983441_863032_4289518_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6006990433987418564.post-5301780543296207844</id><published>2008-08-26T20:29:00.036+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T18:00:54.451+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='surprise'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='library'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='poem'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='books'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='friends'/><title type='text'>26/08/2008</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;OK, lots of things had happened from last entry to this entry. So I shall just talk about them randomly in today's entry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Firstly, I would really like to thank my friends back in PRPS, for showing what friendship was really like. So thank you &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Darren&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;Joey&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;Charlotte&lt;/strong&gt;, &lt;strong&gt;Bernard&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; and especially&lt;strong&gt; &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;Nicholas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, for being my friend during my primary school life journey.&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt; I'll never forget the fun and laughter and those fond memories we had together back in that school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Someone to laugh with, perhaps to shed some tears.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A person who's been with you all through the years.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Someone to shelter you from days that are cold,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A shoulder to cry on, a warm hand to hold.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And a ear for your problems whenever you call.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Someone to share your giggles and your screams,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A person to share your secrets and dreams.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Someone to hug when you're happy or sad,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;To just be there in good times and bad.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;A person with whom you don't have to pretend,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;These are the jobs of a very best friend.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;-Wu Song Ze&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;Temasek Harvest 2008&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Secondly, it's over and confirmed!!!:)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Thirdly, I met Victoria today!!! &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#999900;"&gt;I felt so happy when I saw her.&lt;/span&gt; At least my past in PRPS had not worn off yet. She stays near me, I realised. I hope I'll meet her again soon.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Fourthly, the&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt; &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;tension&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; is killing me. My mother kept saying, "I've a surprise for you and Wynne.", but she wouldn't tell us what it is. We kept prompting her to drop hints. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;So far we got:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It's for teachers to give to grauduating students.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It's very cute.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span title="i only like very very very very cute stuff so how cute can it get??"&gt;I would like it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span title="i dun rmb him not liking anything but the Yoshinoya Beef Bowl"&gt;Daddy won't like it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span title="sounds wrong"&gt;It's for females.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span title="sounds bad"&gt;It has to be ordered.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span title="sounds worse"&gt;She ordered a lot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span title="sounds worst"&gt;And she gonna order some more&lt;/span&gt; for &lt;span title="Didn't she say Daddy doesn't like it?"&gt;Daddy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span title="what the hell??"&gt;She almost selected every design on the catalog.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span title="what actually can last for a long time?"&gt;It could be used for a long time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;It's unique.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Etc...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;UPDATE&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:40;"&gt;It was a personalized keychain!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Fifth, &lt;span style="font-size:150;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I LOVE MY NEW PENCIL BOX!!!&lt;/span&gt; Honestly, I rather have the bigger version. My mother wouldn't buy the A4 size version for me.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238825161878199442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r_--zq6oeyo/SLQLum4g3JI/AAAAAAAAAFc/jl2njUr_Ymo/s320/DSC01667.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5238825058616559810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r_--zq6oeyo/SLQLomNBSMI/AAAAAAAAAFU/QzwEIGfLJmM/s320/DSC01668.JPG" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OMG the panda is so cute!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sixth, &lt;span style="color:#000099;"&gt;I found out the school library had the Eyewitness Book Series!&lt;/span&gt; Exactly the same books I used to read back in primary school library, but I didn't managed to read finish the entire series over there. So my aim now is just to complete that ambition, to read the entire series available at the school library. The books are damn nice, it's filled with "life-size" photos and fascinating facts. Too bad they're labeled as "reference books" in the school library, so they cannot be borrowed and only be read in the school library. The series includes books like:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.rocksforkids.com/RFK/RFK%20Images/EyewitnessCrystals.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.rocksforkids.com/RFK/RFK%20Images/EyewitnessCrystals.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.rocksforkids.com/RFK/RFK%20Images/EyewitnessFossils.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://www.rocksforkids.com/RFK/RFK%20Images/EyewitnessFossils.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; You must be thinking, &lt;em&gt;"Jane is such a nerd."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But reading in the library during recess is better than eating in the canteen. In the library you get to learn new things but in the canteen you get &lt;strong&gt;fatter&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;The only place I feel happy in secondary school.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6006990433987418564-5301780543296207844?l=janealloveragain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janealloveragain.blogspot.com/feeds/5301780543296207844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6006990433987418564&amp;postID=5301780543296207844' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006990433987418564/posts/default/5301780543296207844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006990433987418564/posts/default/5301780543296207844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janealloveragain.blogspot.com/2008/08/26082008.html' title='26/08/2008'/><author><name>Jane Fung</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-515U72igkzc/TtEEWUQ7JII/AAAAAAAAAgs/GkwU_tzAs-A/s220/218169_211553028855895_100000035983441_863032_4289518_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r_--zq6oeyo/SLQLum4g3JI/AAAAAAAAAFc/jl2njUr_Ymo/s72-c/DSC01667.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6006990433987418564.post-431733355826184846</id><published>2008-08-21T17:57:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T21:33:57.595+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meme'/><title type='text'>18 pictures!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r_--zq6oeyo/SLZvWn7GDZI/AAAAAAAAAFk/IVClcmeZqUg/s1600-h/reading.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Answer the questions below with minimal words of explanation - do a Google Image Search with your answer instead and take a picture from the first page of results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. The age you'll be on your next birthday:&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235787524811240226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r_--zq6oeyo/SKlBA2_LsyI/AAAAAAAAACs/a5068N-Uq3A/s400/Fifteen.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2. A place you'd like to travel to:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235787533680021730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="289" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r_--zq6oeyo/SKlBBYBqkOI/AAAAAAAAADE/VDWRgB90Gt0/s400/Japan.jpg" width="362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3. Your favourite place:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235788842783029122" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r_--zq6oeyo/SKlCNk0JN4I/AAAAAAAAAD0/kLowCzBi5XU/s400/Library.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4. Your favourite food:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235790653014646658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r_--zq6oeyo/SKlD28c_n4I/AAAAAAAAAEE/1UYKZ_8oquI/s400/Salad.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5. Your favourite animal:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235790662096180066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="246" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r_--zq6oeyo/SKlD3eSM02I/AAAAAAAAAEU/UMfIEGJFEpA/s400/Panda.jpg" width="377" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6. Your favourite color:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235790657297205490" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="316" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r_--zq6oeyo/SKlD3MaCSPI/AAAAAAAAAEM/DyHRByJ_EGw/s400/PinkRose.png" width="316" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7. Your favourite piece of clothing:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235787538988513106" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="356" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r_--zq6oeyo/SKlBBrzTt1I/AAAAAAAAADM/ahcijPh-n4Q/s400/Jeans.jpg" width="360" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://i1.iofferphoto.com/img/item/220/200/11/995.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8. Your favourite song:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Too many favourite songs.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9. Your favourite TV show:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235790652284247058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="269" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r_--zq6oeyo/SKlD25u2nBI/AAAAAAAAAD8/PsmTGTvfyMY/s400/tom-and-jerry.jpg" width="375" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10. First name of your significant other/crush:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;I shall not answer this question.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;11. The town in which you live in:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235788837602941058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="262" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_--zq6oeyo/SKlCNRhHWII/AAAAAAAAADs/8RyhLvxO_4I/s400/Ew3_Simei.jpg" width="344" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;12. Your screen name/nickname:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235791375227594290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="260" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r_--zq6oeyo/SKlEg-5-pjI/AAAAAAAAAEk/USdXZsfiKlc/s400/Yanyan.bmp" width="351" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.askaboutireland.ie/pilots/one/Photographs/Lord_Lucan_WynneC.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt;13. Your first job:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.rcqevents.org.au/247venue_images/21230-2007118-waitressing.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235790668173870962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r_--zq6oeyo/SKlD307PB3I/AAAAAAAAAEc/6-B7s7punFw/s400/Unemployed.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;14. Your dream job:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235788833642397026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r_--zq6oeyo/SKlCNCw2PWI/AAAAAAAAADc/uTmNh5f2QC0/s400/Counsellor.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;15. A bad habit you have:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239497925447710962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r_--zq6oeyo/SLZvmme0-PI/AAAAAAAAAFs/axGBW8uJJEY/s320/reading.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;16. Your worst fear:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.pembrokeshirevirtualmuseum.co.uk/extra_menu/can_you_remember/charlie_chaplin.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235787531595619266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r_--zq6oeyo/SKlBBQQtG8I/AAAAAAAAAC8/K8utUfklLjg/s400/Insects.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;17. The one thing you'd like to do before you die:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235787529878794002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="269" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_--zq6oeyo/SKlBBJ3YbxI/AAAAAAAAAC0/zXoHixKXUxA/s400/goodbye1.jpg" width="362" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;18. The first thing you'll buy if you get $1,000,000:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5235791376144667794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="260" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_--zq6oeyo/SKlEhCUoFJI/AAAAAAAAAEs/xKXGPrloMmA/s400/Luxury+Home.jpg" width="371" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6006990433987418564-431733355826184846?l=janealloveragain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janealloveragain.blogspot.com/feeds/431733355826184846/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6006990433987418564&amp;postID=431733355826184846' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006990433987418564/posts/default/431733355826184846'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006990433987418564/posts/default/431733355826184846'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janealloveragain.blogspot.com/2008/08/18-pictures_21.html' title='18 pictures!'/><author><name>Jane Fung</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-515U72igkzc/TtEEWUQ7JII/AAAAAAAAAgs/GkwU_tzAs-A/s220/218169_211553028855895_100000035983441_863032_4289518_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r_--zq6oeyo/SKlBA2_LsyI/AAAAAAAAACs/a5068N-Uq3A/s72-c/Fifteen.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6006990433987418564.post-1204214229573124475</id><published>2008-08-20T15:31:00.018+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-29T15:10:56.595+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='video'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rainbow'/><title type='text'>Rainbow(20/8/08)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5236508409432885634" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_--zq6oeyo/SKvQp3eXyYI/AAAAAAAAAFE/acIral-TNP8/s200/DSC01664.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Today,&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;I saw&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;a rainbow&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;in the&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;morning&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;sky.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; It was drizzling slightly. And I saw a lot of snails in the grass too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;People used to wish upon on a star, hoping for a miracle, but it doesn't make any sense cause stars is always there, every night and even in daytime too it's just that you can't see them in broad daylight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Wouldn't it be better if you wish upon a rainbow instead?&lt;/span&gt; They only appear when the Sun shines onto droplets of moisture in the Earth's atmosphere. That's is something you dun see everyday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of rainbows, let's watch a video of Connie Talbot singing "Somewhere Over The Rainbow". &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/CC-lKhr1k0g&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/CC-lKhr1k0g&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="380" height="290"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6006990433987418564-1204214229573124475?l=janealloveragain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janealloveragain.blogspot.com/feeds/1204214229573124475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6006990433987418564&amp;postID=1204214229573124475' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006990433987418564/posts/default/1204214229573124475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006990433987418564/posts/default/1204214229573124475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janealloveragain.blogspot.com/2008/08/rainbow20808.html' title='Rainbow(20/8/08)'/><author><name>Jane Fung</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-515U72igkzc/TtEEWUQ7JII/AAAAAAAAAgs/GkwU_tzAs-A/s220/218169_211553028855895_100000035983441_863032_4289518_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r_--zq6oeyo/SKvQp3eXyYI/AAAAAAAAAFE/acIral-TNP8/s72-c/DSC01664.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6006990433987418564.post-1133736495057676986</id><published>2008-08-15T20:09:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-08T21:33:18.348+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='meme'/><title type='text'>99 questions</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;1) What is the connection between you &amp;amp; the last person who called you?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-She's my best friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;2) Do you ever turn your cellphone off?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-That time Thaddeus tried to call my phone in the library, I switched it off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;3) What happened at 10:00a.m. today?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-It was recess and I went to the library with Priscilla to finish our English homework but failed to do so cos we were chatting instead of writing. HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;4&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;) When did you last cry?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-This morning, when i put on my contact lens, one of them was accidentally inverted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;5) What is your favourite thing to eat with peanut butter?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-A banana&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6) What do you want in your life now?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Someone that loves me?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7) Do you carry an umbrella when it rains or just put up your hood?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I prefer an umbrella.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;8) What your favourite thing to have on your bed?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-My teddy bear I got from my sista on my birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9) What bottom are you wearing now?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-PJs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10) What does the nicest text in your inbox say?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I missed you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;11) Do you tend to make a relationship complicated?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-How do make a relationship complicated, I would like to know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;12) Are you wearing anything you borrowed from someone?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-The earrings I'm wearing maybe?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;13) What was the last movie you caught?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Red Cliff(part 1)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;14) What are you proud of?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I am me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;15) What does the oldest text message in your inbox say?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I dunno how to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;16) What was the last song you sang aloud?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-"She Will Be Loved" by Maroon 5 in Songs About Jane(apparently the lead singer's ex girfren's name was Jane)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;17) Do you have any nicknames? What are they?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Yup, sure do. My great-grandfather used to call me "Yanyan" cos he couldn't pronounce my real name in Chinese nor English. I'm stuck with that name ever since. The guys in my pri.1 class used to call me "panda" too, they think my eyes are a joke, i wonder why.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;18) What does your last received text message say?Who was it from?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-"You still in school? I am home already!" From my mum. Chinese Orchestra practice damn long today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;19) What time you went to bed last night?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-11.45pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;20) Are you currently happy?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Not exactly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;21) Who gives you the best advices?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-My books.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;22) Do you eat whipped cream straight from the can?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I dislike whipped cream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;23) Who did you talked on the phone last night?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I dun talk on the phone, i prefer msn and sms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;24) Is anything bugging you now?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-The fact that people who are insensitive to the feelings of others can exist on this earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;25) What/who was the last thing/person that made you laugh?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Priscilla&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;26) Do you wear toe socks?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-In cold countries?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;27) Who was the last person you missed a call from?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-My house phone, i was calling my own handphone cos I can't find it in my organized messy room.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;28) Have you ever had your heart broken?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I think so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;29) What annoys you most in a person?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-The fact they pretend to be what they are not.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;30) Do you have a crush on anyone?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Maybe.&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;31) Have you ever done cocaine?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-No&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;32) What is the colour of your room?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;Light orange&lt;/span&gt; and &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;Dark Orange&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;33) Would you kill someone you hate for a billion dollar?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I would wait and watch someone else kill the person i hate so i would noe that I'm not only person who hate that person i hate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;34) Do you believe in saying "talk is cheap"?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Yup, people who said that they will hand in their homework to the teacher next day end up handing their work next week/month/year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;35) Who was the last person to lay on your bed?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;36) Who was the last person to hug you?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-My teddy bear, if you consider the word "hug" instead of "person".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;37) What do you want to say to the person you have a crush on?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I dun need to say anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;38) Do you have a life?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Yeah sure, but not the one i want to live as.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;39) Have you ever think someone died when they really didn't?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;40) What is the reason behind your profile song?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I dun have a profile song. I have songs that depends on my mood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;41) Who was the last person you saw in your dream?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-It's a stupid dream you wouldn't want to noe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;42) Last time you smiled?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-13/08/08 at 5pm during Chinese Orchestra Photo taking.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;43) Have you changed this year?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Yup, a lot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;44) What are you listening to now?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Commercials from Channel 8&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;45) Are you talking to someone while doing this?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Chatting with Priscilla on msn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;46) Do you walk with your eyes open or closed?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Open. Who walks with eyes closed except for the blind?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;47) Is there some quote you live by?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-"Everything has a beginning and an ending" That means life is short, bad things dun last long, neither does good things, so just enjoy it while it lasts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;48) Do you want someone you can't have?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Not at the present moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;49) Have you ever played an instrument?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Piano, Guzheng, Pipa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;50) What was the worst idea you had in a week?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Going up to the person i hate and scream in her face, but think about it, it's the best idea I've in a week but the worst possible outcome.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;51) What were you doing last night at 11:00 p.m.?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;-Reading.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;52) Are you happy with your love life now?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I dun have a love life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;53) What song describes your love life?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Answer: Refer to Q52.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;54) Does the person know you like him/her?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;55) Who always make you laugh?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Priscilla&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;56) Do you speak other language other than English?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Chinese, Singlish and a bit of Hakka.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;57) Are you blond?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-No.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;58) What's your middle name?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I dun have a middle name.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;59) What are you doing tomorrow?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Jog 5km at Bedok Reservoir, do housework and attend Chinese tuition.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;60) What do you think you are like?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I am me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;61) Who will you choose to die with?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-My enemy. Cos death is much bearable to go through if you noe your enemy is dying as well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;62) Where had you been today?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-School.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;63) What game do you play most often?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Handphone games.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;64) Who are you missing right now?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-My primary school classmates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;65) If you're to choose between friend &amp;amp; love, which will you choose?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Neither, they are equally important.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;66) What are you doing now?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Doing this quiz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;67) What Primary school are you from?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Pasir Ris Primary School.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;68) Name three colours you like&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;Pink&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;blue&lt;/span&gt;, &lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;orange&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;69) What emotion do you like to show?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Blank emotion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;70) What is life to you?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-A race. We're all running towards the finishing line from the starting line.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;71) If you have something troubling you, what will you do?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Ask.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;72) What did you chat in msn today?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-About Youtube and it's harmful effects on people who dub Japanese songs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;73) Who do you admire the most?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I dun admire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;74) What month are you born in?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-January&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;75) How are you feeling now?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Bored&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;76) What is the time now?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-9.50pm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;77) Where are you now?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-In front of the computer at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;78) What colour did you dye your hair?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I didn't dye my hair, it's against the school rules.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;79) Why are you doing this test?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Pure boredom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;80) What do you do when you're moody?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I do something i enjoy, like reading or listening to music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;81) At which age do you wish to be married?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-It's not a question whether when i get married, but how am i gonna marry in first place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;82) Who is more important to you, boyfriend/girlfriend or friends?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Neither. They're equally important.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;83) Do you think you have enough confidence?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Maybe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;84) Who is the person you trust the most?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;85) Do you believe in seeing a rainbow after the rain?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I always hope.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;86) If you have a dream come true what will it be?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-No idea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;87) What is your goal for this year?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-To get a PSP at the end of the year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;88) Do you believe in eternity love?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Perhaps&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;89) WHAT DO YOU LOVE?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-MYSELF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;90) Do you think its global warming now?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Obviously, the weather is kinda strange nowadays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;91) What feeling do you hate the most?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-The feeling of hate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;92) Do you cherish every friendship you have?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-I'm not sure now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;93) Do you believe in God?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-No, not really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;94) Who cares for you the most?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Will the person kindly step forward and announce your name?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;95) What do you think is most important in your life?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Enjoying every moment of life, for it's the first time and the last time to experience such a life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;9&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;6) What do you bring when you fight?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-A yellow file.(Priscilla you noe wat I'm talking about.HAHAHA.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;97) What have you regretted doing in your life?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-No regrets!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;98) What would you feel that no one no longer cares about you?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Lonely?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;99) What if your stead two-timed you?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-We'll see when i have one that does that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6006990433987418564-1133736495057676986?l=janealloveragain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janealloveragain.blogspot.com/feeds/1133736495057676986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6006990433987418564&amp;postID=1133736495057676986' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006990433987418564/posts/default/1133736495057676986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006990433987418564/posts/default/1133736495057676986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janealloveragain.blogspot.com/2008/08/99-questions.html' title='99 questions'/><author><name>Jane Fung</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-515U72igkzc/TtEEWUQ7JII/AAAAAAAAAgs/GkwU_tzAs-A/s220/218169_211553028855895_100000035983441_863032_4289518_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6006990433987418564.post-4761043953164354469</id><published>2008-08-14T17:42:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T16:19:01.822+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='get straight to the point'/><title type='text'>Get straight to the point!!!</title><content type='html'>I've been wondering lately, &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;why people dun get straight to the point&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. They must go around the bush for hours or something before telling people the main point of their lecture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like last Wednesday morning, because every Wednesday school starts at 9am, I looked forward to a peaceful, quiet morning spent on doing unfinished homework. But that time, I spent most of my time witnessing a group filming a video&lt;em&gt;(aren't we supposed to hand in a brochure or PowerPoint or something readable?)&lt;/em&gt; for science project on birth controls/STDs. Apparently it looked like a skit to me, one was a doctor while the other was the patient. And wat &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;pissed me off&lt;/span&gt; was that the script goes off like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;"Eh, you noe doctor, ah lar you &lt;em&gt;noe&lt;/em&gt; lar, you noe that &lt;em&gt;thing &lt;/em&gt;right? That&lt;em&gt; word? &lt;/em&gt;Yeah you noe huh..."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WTF?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think doctors are trained to understand difficult words. If you've a thorn in your butt yet you're unwilling to tell the doctor you have a thorn in your butt, just because you refuse to say "I've a thorn in my butt", how is the doctor ever gonna remove the thorn in your butt until you actually tell him you've a thorn in your butt and you want him to remove the thorn in your butt?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's see a scenario that important words are not spoken:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Doctor:&lt;/strong&gt; (&lt;em&gt;polite&lt;/em&gt;)Good evening, so wat's the problem?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Patient:&lt;/strong&gt; Ah good evening, doctor, eh you noe, my stomach(points to the stomach), I tink you noe wat happen lar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Doctor:&lt;/strong&gt; OK...Anything else?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Patient:&lt;/strong&gt; Wait wait still got more. My here also(points to throat), very, you noe lar, painful lor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Doctor:&lt;/strong&gt; Can you describe it? Is it like swelling or is it very dry?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Patient:&lt;/strong&gt; I tell you it's painful!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Doctor:&lt;/strong&gt; (&lt;em&gt;desperate&lt;/em&gt;)OK..anything else to add?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Patient:&lt;/strong&gt; I haven't say finish yet! Then hor, my(points to the nose), cannot you noe, breath properly lei, so how??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Doctor:&lt;/strong&gt; So you're breathing through your mouth instead of the nose, am I correct?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Patient:&lt;/strong&gt; Duh!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Doctor:&lt;/strong&gt; (&lt;em&gt;a bit impatient&lt;/em&gt;)OK..anything else to add?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Patient:&lt;/strong&gt; NOT YET FINISH! My here also(points to the temple), you noe lar, whole day dizzy like 24hr earthquake, also wanna puke vomit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Doctor:&lt;/strong&gt; OK....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Diagnosis:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Patient has something in his stomach(unspecified) and something down his throat(unspecified) that might have affected his nose(unspecified).&lt;br /&gt;When patient is pointing to his temple, he may be specifying there's something wrong with his brain.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Medicine:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(unspecified)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Outcome:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After eating the medicine(unspecified), he died suddenly(unspecified). May be suicide, medicine overdose, or he's just plain stupid for not telling straight to the point wat's wrong with him to the doctor in first place.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So in future, get straight to the point or end up like him. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6006990433987418564-4761043953164354469?l=janealloveragain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janealloveragain.blogspot.com/feeds/4761043953164354469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6006990433987418564&amp;postID=4761043953164354469' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006990433987418564/posts/default/4761043953164354469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006990433987418564/posts/default/4761043953164354469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janealloveragain.blogspot.com/2008/08/get-straight-to-point.html' title='Get straight to the point!!!'/><author><name>Jane Fung</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-515U72igkzc/TtEEWUQ7JII/AAAAAAAAAgs/GkwU_tzAs-A/s220/218169_211553028855895_100000035983441_863032_4289518_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6006990433987418564.post-797113942815043444</id><published>2008-08-10T16:22:00.020+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T16:11:35.251+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sista'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Realism Portrait'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Art'/><title type='text'>Art: Realism Portrait</title><content type='html'>I finally finished my realism portrait! I never really enjoyed art, I still rmb tat time in pri school we(as a group) were &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#3333ff;"&gt;supposed to weave a rattan basket&lt;/span&gt; but it turn out &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;looking like a bird's nest&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;instead. Up to this day, I wonder why I'm the class Art Representative, considering I dislike roles with authority, I tend to abuse it subconsciously. And my art ain't good either.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Anyway, our art teacher told us to bring a photo of our favourite person for realism portrait, and she added if we like our own face we can bring that too. I couldn't think of anybody, so i took a photo of my sista and printed it out. See how "well" I had drawn her.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232806394385697074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" height="228" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r_--zq6oeyo/SJ6psOvAiTI/AAAAAAAAABM/_DMTF8tOvHA/s200/DSC01640.JPG" width="175" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you can see, I can't draw lips very well. The eyes I cheated a bit, I drew them while looking at another hand drawn portrait of my sista during 1999. That portrait is &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;donkey&lt;/span&gt; years ago, but if the person in that 1999 portrait is the same person I'm trying to draw in 2008, the eyes shouldn't change much right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The first thing my sista said when she saw that drawing of her, she said, "OMFG it is super ugly please". HAHAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wonder how my uncle draw realism portrait so beautifully. Here's some portraits he had drawn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r_--zq6oeyo/SJ6tHok7wBI/AAAAAAAAABU/d8EaztUQw1Q/s1600-h/DSC01476.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232810163714113554" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 175px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 230px" height="218" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r_--zq6oeyo/SJ6tHok7wBI/AAAAAAAAABU/d8EaztUQw1Q/s200/DSC01476.JPG" width="180" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r_--zq6oeyo/SJ6tHvIeQvI/AAAAAAAAABc/BZq0kumXhwE/s1600-h/DSC01477.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232810165473788658" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 171px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 229px" height="221" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r_--zq6oeyo/SJ6tHvIeQvI/AAAAAAAAABc/BZq0kumXhwE/s200/DSC01477.JPG" width="169" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r_--zq6oeyo/SJ6o4g7jzZI/AAAAAAAAAAs/7gWd_fTYbcw/s1600-h/DSC01640.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r_--zq6oeyo/SJ6o4g7jzZI/AAAAAAAAAAs/7gWd_fTYbcw/s1600-h/DSC01640.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Nice right? &lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r_--zq6oeyo/SJ6u9gQgQJI/AAAAAAAAABk/Kfj4zJn6roE/s1600-h/Image154.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r_--zq6oeyo/SJ6u9gQgQJI/AAAAAAAAABk/Kfj4zJn6roE/s1600-h/Image154.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5232812188705505426" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r_--zq6oeyo/SJ6u9gQgQJI/AAAAAAAAABk/Kfj4zJn6roE/s200/Image154.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Yesterday, the freakiest thing happened. My sista's name and mine actually appeared on a cake design book.&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ON THE SAME PAGE&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; OK her name was spelled as "Winnie" when her real name was "Wynne"(pronounced as "Winnie") but, if it's really her name I'll get scared, her name is so rare.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;太好了，明天不用上学！But i haven't done my homework yet. :) So yeah, tmr I'll most likely be doing my homework for the whole day. &lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;OK, I'll stop writing here, my family are going out soon. We're going over to our ex-neighbour's house for dinner, it's really nice of them to invite us over. We had a lot of fun together, like recently we went to Malacca for a short trip.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6006990433987418564-797113942815043444?l=janealloveragain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janealloveragain.blogspot.com/feeds/797113942815043444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6006990433987418564&amp;postID=797113942815043444' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006990433987418564/posts/default/797113942815043444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006990433987418564/posts/default/797113942815043444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janealloveragain.blogspot.com/2008/08/art-realism-portrait.html' title='Art: Realism Portrait'/><author><name>Jane Fung</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-515U72igkzc/TtEEWUQ7JII/AAAAAAAAAgs/GkwU_tzAs-A/s220/218169_211553028855895_100000035983441_863032_4289518_n.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r_--zq6oeyo/SJ6psOvAiTI/AAAAAAAAABM/_DMTF8tOvHA/s72-c/DSC01640.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6006990433987418564.post-4154563935827670854</id><published>2008-08-09T14:23:00.017+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-13T11:19:43.135+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='National Day'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Morning Run'/><title type='text'>National Day</title><content type='html'>Today is National Day!!! Happy 43rd B'dae Singapore!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And thanks Darren, it was nice of you to sms me "Happy National Day!" at &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;12.09am&lt;/span&gt; in the morning, at least i noe I'm not forgotten yet. HAHAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woke up this morning with a little bit bad mood, my legs are sore after yesterday 3.5km run at East Coast Park. Like every Saturday, as a family we go Bedok Reservoir Park to run/walk 5km, though this is my second time, as the previous times they went i was too lazy and i slept a bit more in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wore the pink Adidas sleeveless top and black FBTs for the first time today, mum says I look good in them&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#990000;"&gt;(but hey, she bought them in first place, if she doesn't like it, would she buy it?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;, i beg to differ, I prefer to wear black tops.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I paced run with mum for 1km, before giving up at the slow speed she's going and jogged a bit faster for another 500m. At the 1.5km mark, my mum and i began to brisk walk.&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;OK more like i tried to catch up with my mum brisk walking.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Funny, she can't jog fast, but she walks bloody fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After running, we went for breakfast, and my whole family ate Lor Mee, a Chinese-inspired noodle dish served in a thick starchy gravy and thick flat yellow noodles, which i apparently dislike. I didn't find it pleasing to eat. Maybe I'm not used to eating big meals in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I rmb that time when we were pri.5 we went for the NDP2005 rehearsal at Padang, it was raining lightly like today. 孙老师 tat time looked&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;so cute and funny&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; in the poncho that was provided for us in the goodie bag. It looked oversized on him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The song we sang on that day was pretty nice too, it's called "Reach Out for the Sky" sung by Rui En And Taufik Batisah. It came along with dance moves, it was pretty cool, but the bad side was we're supposed to learn those dance steps online. Let's see and renew the video if you've forgotten the song.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/NJeNP5i-HRI&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/NJeNP5i-HRI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="385" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The emcee who entertained us yesterday at East Coast Park taught us the wrong dance moves for that song. HAHAHA. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Lesson learnt: Dun try to teach someone else something you yourself dunno how to do.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;Especially if tat person happens to be an expert at it.&lt;/em&gt; Like the saying goes, 《班门弄斧》，which means, like yeah, dun show of your skills in front of an expert.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6006990433987418564-4154563935827670854?l=janealloveragain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janealloveragain.blogspot.com/feeds/4154563935827670854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6006990433987418564&amp;postID=4154563935827670854' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006990433987418564/posts/default/4154563935827670854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006990433987418564/posts/default/4154563935827670854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janealloveragain.blogspot.com/2008/08/national-day.html' title='National Day'/><author><name>Jane Fung</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-515U72igkzc/TtEEWUQ7JII/AAAAAAAAAgs/GkwU_tzAs-A/s220/218169_211553028855895_100000035983441_863032_4289518_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6006990433987418564.post-2189949082213971850</id><published>2008-08-08T13:53:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-09T16:42:34.297+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='CrossCountry'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='EveNationalDay'/><title type='text'>Cross Country on the eve of National Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;Happy National Day Singapore!!!&lt;br /&gt;(though it's tmr..)&lt;br /&gt;And today is the starting of the Beijing Olympic Games 2008!!&lt;br /&gt;(like i care anyway..)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today,we had our 21st annual cross country at east coast park, lucky the weather was fine, yesterday the weather forecast said it would rain in the late morning and early afternoon. &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Now i noe not to trust the weather info hotline.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Somehow the Sec1s managed to complete the run in 10mins flat, when the run is like 3.5km or something. I was like going, &lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;"&lt;span style="color:#00cccc;"&gt;Wow, the Sec1s are really pro sia&lt;/span&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;, then they announced that they had taken a wrong turn aka shortcut. They have to re-run on Wednesday, if they wanted to get into the top 10 positions, but after today, &lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#009900;"&gt;i dun tink anyone wanna run 3.5km until next year cross country.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There were so many schools running there, like small kiddies and those pupils from chong cheng i tink, all of us wearing red. And those guys wearing yellow sleeveless shirts from Army too. I tell you, because everyone was wearing red, you can't tell the difference between each school.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We watched some performance by our TAG(Temasek Acapella Group). They wanted to sing 20 songs, but one of them had &lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;a bad sore throat&lt;/span&gt; so they sang 2 songs instead. They are really wonderful singers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, my frens and I went to buy some refreshments after the run from our Enterprise Club, which were in charge of selling food and drinks to thirsty and hungry students. Ingenious aren't they, in order to prevent students from bringing money to the park to attract people stealing, last week they sold coupons to the school, so we purchase the refreshments with them rather than money. I bought two coupons which cost me $2. I bought two ice tubes, one hot dog bun and one Hello Panda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My class won the inter-class cheer. Finally a good point of our noisy destruction in the classroom. Too bad the words "SINGAPORE' can't be a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;bold, striking colour&lt;/span&gt;,&lt;/strong&gt; because my printer ran out of ink. And i wasted 20 paper for printing out those words, 2x "SINGAPORE",one "2" and one "5", to represent our name of our class. I dun like the sight of Syukri and Jin Han shaking their butts, &lt;em&gt;i wonder who's idea was it&lt;/em&gt;. Anyway, printing out those words for my class seems to be the only useful thing i can do for the class cheer, i'm not that enthu type of person.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Had Burger King for lunch with Priscilla afterwards at Simei Eastpoint, i got a discount coupon for a BK Fish and BK Chicken meal, U.P. is $16.60, but it cost us $9.95&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Should just directly say $10 straight, people try too hard to fool people into buying stuff they tink are cheaper)&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/em&gt; The meal wasn't bad, it came with 2 medium soft drink, small packet of onion rings and small packet of fries, and of course the fish burger and the chicken burger. Priscilla ate the chicken burger w/o the lettuce inside, whereas i ate the fish burger with everything inside, it had cheese inside. mmm...Unfortunately inside i think there were pickles so it tasted a bit sour..and&lt;span style="color:#660000;"&gt; i broke my mum's rule by drinking half the coca-cola when she had forbidden me not to&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#000099;"&gt;Must be nice to break rules once in a while.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6006990433987418564-2189949082213971850?l=janealloveragain.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://janealloveragain.blogspot.com/feeds/2189949082213971850/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=6006990433987418564&amp;postID=2189949082213971850' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006990433987418564/posts/default/2189949082213971850'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6006990433987418564/posts/default/2189949082213971850'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://janealloveragain.blogspot.com/2008/08/cross-country-on-eve-of-national-day.html' title='Cross Country on the eve of National Day'/><author><name>Jane Fung</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-515U72igkzc/TtEEWUQ7JII/AAAAAAAAAgs/GkwU_tzAs-A/s220/218169_211553028855895_100000035983441_863032_4289518_n.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
