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It was 33 degrees in Thailand, the weather was killing me. Was so thankful that Singapore was like 27 degrees when I came back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the Thais' manners and hospitality are also really good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so lazy to post pictures here so please refer to my FB albums..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for 4IT bbq just now and played Murderer with the class. The number of people who came were really quite disappointing, nonetheless, the atmosphere of our awesome class was still there :) Murderer was hilarious. Anw I'm just damn noob at it. I miss the people! I wish I could catch up with more of my ex-classmates, hence am really looking forward to our next class gathering.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29303705-7154519652880528807?l=anotherprojectmayhem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29303705/posts/default/7154519652880528807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29303705/posts/default/7154519652880528807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotherprojectmayhem.blogspot.com/2009/12/bangkok-thailand.html' title='Bangkok, Thailand.'/><author><name>Natalie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29303705.post-8339926935093444355</id><published>2009-11-28T01:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-28T01:23:14.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'>just for fun.</title><content type='html'>Or rather, just for &lt;strong&gt;laughs&lt;/strong&gt;. hahaha while I'm away for 4 days. Why do I feel like going and not going to Thailand at the same time? I'm too lazy to move my ass outta my bed and even lazier to fly. But I haven't stepped out of this island in years and it's time to do so. Sigh kancheong parents just spoil the fun. Oh wells since they're paying for everything!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="WIDTH: 300px"&gt;&lt;object width="300" height="110"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://media.imeem.com/m/vmYQyV1Np3/aus=false/"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://media.imeem.com/m/vmYQyV1Np3/aus=false/" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="300" height="110" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div style="PADDING-BOTTOM: 1px; BACKGROUND-COLOR: #e6e6e6; PADDING-LEFT: 1px; PADDING-RIGHT: 1px; PADDING-TOP: 1px"&gt;&lt;div style="PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 4px; FLOAT: left; PADDING-TOP: 4px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://www.imeem.com/embedsearch/E6E6E6/" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;form style="PADDING-BOTTOM: 0px; MARGIN: 0px; PADDING-LEFT: 0px; PADDING-RIGHT: 0px; PADDING-TOP: 0px" method="post" action="http://www.imeem.com/embedsearch/"&gt;&lt;input name="EmbedSearchBox"&gt;&lt;input style="FONT-SIZE: 12px" value="Search" type="submit"&gt; &lt;div style="PADDING-TOP: 3px"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=0&amp;amp;ek=vmYQyV1Np3" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://www.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/152/10/" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=1&amp;amp;ek=vmYQyV1Np3" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://www.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/153/10/" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=2&amp;amp;ek=vmYQyV1Np3" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://www.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/154/10/" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.imeem.com/ads/banneradclick.ashx?ep=3&amp;amp;ek=vmYQyV1Np3" rel="nofollow"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://www.imeem.com/ads/bannerad/155/10/vmYQyV1Np3/" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/form&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Covered this with A and J. It's not final. It's only our first try. I was pitchy. At about 2 mins later it got messy. Lol whatever I just like to share this because it will take quite long for us to do Take 2. We're busy people :) And need to learn the song better....! Hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight, don't let the star fairies steal money from your pillow. Lolol&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29303705-8339926935093444355?l=anotherprojectmayhem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29303705/posts/default/8339926935093444355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29303705/posts/default/8339926935093444355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotherprojectmayhem.blogspot.com/2009/11/just-for-fun.html' title='just for fun.'/><author><name>Natalie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29303705.post-9104173686429937600</id><published>2009-11-27T14:29:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-27T15:09:32.722+08:00</updated><title type='text'>You can dress me up in diamonds, you can dress me up in dirt.</title><content type='html'>It's been awhile! After all the promos and project work, life has been really good (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's going to be really tough summarising what I did while I hadn't been blogging. But I'll try!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;19th Nov (Thursday): Had a haircut which made no difference to how I look, only maybe $20 poorer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;20th Nov (Friday): Sang and recorded some songs with Jo and Amanda, it was better but still average. After that, ate the yummy Geylang Frog Leg porridge with the awesome lime juice with Debi and Huilin, watched Rec on Youtube.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;22nd Nov (Sunday): After church met up with Clarissa, went to Sim Lim, Haji Lane, Peninsula Plaza, Raffles City, Parkway Parade, then Debi came, went church with them, hahaha. Then finally went to Debi's house, played Mahjong together (was really fun!) and watched Sydney White.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;23rd Nov (Monday): OG Outing, played Pool (my white ball kept going into the hole but I made this tyco strike and hit the 8-ball in my called hole at an impossible position!), ate Sushi (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;24th Nov (Tuesday): Went to recce @ First Toa Payoh Primary for CIP planning with the Choir Comm, later almost watched Paranormal again (President owes me a movie ticket!Haha!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;25th Nov (Wednesday): Watched A Christmas Carol 3D with Qingling, loved the 3D effects like the snow and the ghost's finger but I couldn't understand what they were speaking the accent was really thick!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;26th Nov (Thursday): Our choir batch moving to the next level. After the one-to -one talk with the Choir teachers, everyone sort of changed quite abit and after Choir 13 of us went for lunch to celebrate Mingrui's 17th @ Aston's. Played L4D2 (played lan for the first time in my life) and I was so glad my first time was with them (: It was really fun, I was really bad, having to make my teammates revive me too many times! But I was the player with highest accuracy and best protector in the team! :D All my team mates were awesome, 3 out of 4 died after the campaign (Difficulty: Easy)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been really busy. But have also been having great fun :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Coming up ahead: ACSian theatre production Count of Monte Cristo later tonight, flying off to Thailand tomorrow, returning on 1st Dec midnight and the next day will be joining in for 4IT chalet, right after which will be Mr So's wedding dinner. 10th dec is ACFF, 11th dec Comm-teacher tea (tentative) and church's production Sample This, then 12th dec amanda's charity event. 14th dec will be the Choir CIP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My caroling dates are 11th, 17th, 18th, 21st, 22nd, 23rd Dec.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok there's super little free time left for J1 revision, but I still have to do it! Or I'll just flunk next year. Anyway, it's so hard to get out of fun. Even if it sucks up your time and money!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;John Mayer is really good, people! haha have been spending most of my late nights on Youtube. My high internet speed phone only makes it worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have been really tired lately and frequent choir practices early in the morning so it is very unlikely that I am screwing up my body clock this holidays. Which is a good thing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haven't been watching soccer in a long time. I'll wait until Liverpool wins something. They are so disappointing, just disappointing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bye, whoever is still here reading my blog. Imma go pack for tomorrow (hates this). I am excited but I just don't want my mum to get so irritating with all the "listen to what I say" yadas. All I want is a nice 4-day getaway to Thailand, shop crazily, take photos and visit to nice places. I have no idea what Thailand has but I shall surprise myself when I get there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will be back with pictures when I'm free enough to do so! (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29303705-9104173686429937600?l=anotherprojectmayhem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29303705/posts/default/9104173686429937600'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29303705/posts/default/9104173686429937600'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotherprojectmayhem.blogspot.com/2009/11/love-song-for-no-one-john-mayer.html' title='You can dress me up in diamonds, you can dress me up in dirt.'/><author><name>Natalie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29303705.post-8891288781812910246</id><published>2009-11-13T13:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T13:50:20.118+08:00</updated><title type='text'>fun is here fun is here!</title><content type='html'>Sup homerz homiez whatever WOOHOO WE'RE FREEEE!!! I'm free!!!!! Smell the freedom smell the rain the weather is good, the mood is good, and best of all, there's sleepover later!!!! I'll go crazy if I don't go crazy tonight!!!! &lt;em&gt;(U2)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok this wimpy kido here just watched &lt;strong&gt;PARANORMAL ACTIVITY&lt;/strong&gt; yesterday. I was reallllly scared by that demonic freaky low-budget high-profit movie. We the audience (were we just being shallow I don't know) kept laughing at several scary scenes, which included one when the female was possessed and froze at the screen for 3 hours. HA HA okay I am not going to be a spoiler I love to but nahhhh. Go watch! NC16 so most of you reader(s) should qualify! Hardly anyone comes here now? WHO CARES IM STILL BLOGGING hahahaha this space is still very much alive yo! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PROJECT WORK IS LONG OVER!!!! So glad it's over I waited for this day like forever! But forever is over, moving on to LOADS OF FUN TIME!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was afraid I am going to be bored during the holidays, like I know it's like Choir Choir Choir how bored can I be. I am anticipating my caroling season. Any of you here who wants to watch me sing, do come! Ask me so I'll give you the dates. Sadly, we're singing at CBD areas. Central &lt;em&gt;Business &lt;/em&gt;District. Don't ask me why we can't sing in shopping malls. I said don't ask why. Anyhoo, you're still allowed to go there to listen! I think we're great so yeah it'll be worth it! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway.............&lt;br /&gt;So I was afraid and decided to get myself a capo yesterday. To revive my guitar skills which are like really terrible. I remember being a really bad strummer, I still am. Hahaha but I have plenty of time now to train all over!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sadly at this festive season I'm not very rich, because right after OP, or rather, way before that, like after Promos, I've been splurging like mad. Needs to start controlling alreadyyy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok gonna go slack around.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P/S Stay safe. It's Friday the 13th~~~~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29303705-8891288781812910246?l=anotherprojectmayhem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29303705/posts/default/8891288781812910246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29303705/posts/default/8891288781812910246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotherprojectmayhem.blogspot.com/2009/11/fun-is-here-fun-is-here.html' title='fun is here fun is here!'/><author><name>Natalie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29303705.post-7340986256851236415</id><published>2009-11-08T22:14:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-08T22:40:35.824+08:00</updated><title type='text'>end is near end is near!</title><content type='html'>How I wish tomorrow's headlines will say "With effect from this year, Project Work will no longer be considered an A Level subject. We sincerely apologise for the crazy efforts done by this year's students but PW is just redundant and stupid as it looks"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I will definitely be the happiest girl in the world tomorrow. And so will the other people taking PW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isn't life supposed to be happy and worth living for? Mine now is just tormenting. I don't even see freedom after my OP this Tuesday. I feel like the stupidest Chemistry student in the cohort with a U for Promos after moderation (and yes, I still can't get over it). It's highly tempting to slack my ass during the Dec holidays but I know I'll live to regret this if I do. A levels depends so much on 1) clever brain and 2) mugging&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How much I wish I have 1), I only can ask for 2).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life in the junior college is torturing but fun at the same time. It's just a crazy place I'm in now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm probably saying YES to SAT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Just gotta mug this thick SAT book to score.&lt;br /&gt;2) SAT exams for Singapore are held in my school, so it's easy for me.&lt;br /&gt;3) Who cares whether I'm aiming overseas uni or not. Ever since I took PCME I've been trying my utmost best to open as many options as possible for my future. My future still lies nowhere because I am a) fickle and b) not smart enough to confirm my place in Medicine.&lt;br /&gt;4) My mum will fund for everything and supports it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can barely tahan my A Levels and I'm still taking this extra exam to mug for. I don't know man.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Why can't I be as lucky and talented like Justin Bieber, just post videos of me on Youtube and making big money now, with Usher as my producer? Life would be so much easier&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, my Choir was performing at the INSEAD thingy, some atas meeting held near my school. Anyway, I was admiring the classy glammy businesswomen there and how I wish I'm them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To be like that, you gotta have to earn it yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first holy communion today. I thought it was only for Catholics but yes Christians have it too. Was abit panicky when holding the bread and grape juice lol everyone has their first time right.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, church above all else and that includes PW meeting. PW sucks. Once in my life, and that's more than enough.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There has never been any exam that's so detestable before. Until I knew Project Work. Seriously man.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29303705-7340986256851236415?l=anotherprojectmayhem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29303705/posts/default/7340986256851236415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29303705/posts/default/7340986256851236415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotherprojectmayhem.blogspot.com/2009/11/how-i-wish-tomorrow-headlines-will-say.html' title='end is near end is near!'/><author><name>Natalie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29303705.post-611555863576864115</id><published>2009-11-06T23:55:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-11-06T23:56:59.247+08:00</updated><title type='text'>John Mayer &gt; Taylor Swift</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/9iYqf4V0ZlU&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/9iYqf4V0ZlU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can barely hear Taylor Swift hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Both are great, John Mayer's still better.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29303705-611555863576864115?l=anotherprojectmayhem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29303705/posts/default/611555863576864115'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29303705/posts/default/611555863576864115'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotherprojectmayhem.blogspot.com/2009/11/john-mayer-taylor-swift.html' title='John Mayer &gt; Taylor Swift'/><author><name>Natalie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29303705.post-6582055264172388373</id><published>2009-11-03T22:02:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2010-01-08T14:35:02.572+08:00</updated><title type='text'>gloom</title><content type='html'>&lt;s&gt;Today may be considered as the most depressing day in ACJC. Like seriously. The final J1 results were released and I really thought there wasn't going to be any classmate retaining. Unfortunately there was one, and although she isn't a very close friend, I still felt really sad that 2SB3 will be 25 minus one. This really stinks, and there's no second chance for promotion.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It just sucks the most when you want to help so much but you are helpless in the situation. You know that 3 choir mates are retaining. And you are the fucking R&amp;amp;R, Resource and Relations. You saw all 3 of them but you couldn't give any words of consolation. Because I felt so bad, and I didn't want to seem offensive or nosey. I just wanted to care so much but they were feeling really down and I just stood there doing nothing. Just looked at them like how other people will be. The helpless look. I really hated giving that look.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is by far my one big failure as an R&amp;amp;R. I should be by their sides and trying to make them feel better, telling them that the Choir 09/10 batch will always be there for them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then at this point, I regretted not executing what I initiated. I regretted not implementing the regular Choir study sessions. For all you know, this can really help everyone do better for their Promos. I regretted not being observant enough to know who in the Choir needs help. Academically, in this case. I regretted not doing anything to change the fact today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I DON'T WANT TO SOUND LIKE I'M SO FUCKING NOBLE BECAUSE I AM NOT. I DON'T WANT TO SOUND LIKE I'M SYMPATHISING BECAUSE I AM NOT. I JUST FELT REALLY HORRIBLE TODAY. IT'S NOT LIKE A "IT'S MY FAULT" BUT IT'S LIKE A "I SHOULD HAVE DONE SOMETHING".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The only best thing to comfort myself is, retaining may not be a bad option. There are, in fact, many retainees who do really well for A's, so maybe they just needed more time for the crazy A Levels, that's all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After OP, I am so determined to change things and make sure everyone around me are coping well with studies. Next year this time, I don't want the same bad feeling that will haunt me for long.&lt;/s&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29303705-6582055264172388373?l=anotherprojectmayhem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29303705/posts/default/6582055264172388373'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29303705/posts/default/6582055264172388373'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotherprojectmayhem.blogspot.com/2009/11/gloom.html' title='gloom'/><author><name>Natalie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29303705.post-3456440698704130030</id><published>2009-10-31T22:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T22:21:28.207+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy halloween!</title><content type='html'>When you get your extremely-hard-to-come-by Saturday off, plus another moderately-hard-to-come-by good rainy weather, &lt;strong&gt;you use it wisely&lt;/strong&gt;. And so I did :) Slept the entire day and yes it's abit too much, but I'm SO refreshed. Been lacking sleep, my favourite pastime, and now I have it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's perfectly timely to be doing PW on halloween day, it can never be scarier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was another really nice day. Despite weird encounters with BUSES of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Rain seeping through bus window&lt;br /&gt;2) Bus that cannot close its door (got me laughing like mad adding on to the bus driver's frustration I bet)&lt;br /&gt;3) (Different) bus breaks down&lt;br /&gt;4) When seated, takes off sweater and finds large soy sauce stain on my shirt.&lt;br /&gt;5) Random old lady on bus offering her &lt;em&gt;lap &lt;/em&gt;for me to sit on, starts chatting with me like I'm her old friend. I really didn't want to reply.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yesterday was just singing, singing and more singing. It's so nice doing it with your bunch of good friends all with awesome voices. Choristers, maybe. Two sopranos and one awesome alto. We're not all about choral music by the way.. We the angsty adolescents also like singing songs like Ignorance by Paramore (really gooood song) and yes that Fame song. Had so much fun along the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29303705-3456440698704130030?l=anotherprojectmayhem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29303705/posts/default/3456440698704130030'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29303705/posts/default/3456440698704130030'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotherprojectmayhem.blogspot.com/2009/10/happy-halloween.html' title='Happy halloween!'/><author><name>Natalie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29303705.post-4802264541360036063</id><published>2009-10-28T21:47:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T22:01:32.517+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Finally done with Written Report. After OP, the much dreaded A level subject ever will come to an end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Was doing my WR touch-ups at the concourse near the bleachers when an EXPLOSION came. Some PW group plugged in their laptop to the socket and &lt;strong&gt;BOOMZ&lt;/strong&gt; (LITERALLY HOR, NOT TRYING TO ACT LIKE THE LAME RIS LOW). Ok then like there was also SPARK.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOW TELL ME WHETHER PW KILLS. Fortunately no one was hurt. Lol my laptop was also plugged near that place and thankfully all I got was a short circuit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29303705-4802264541360036063?l=anotherprojectmayhem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29303705/posts/default/4802264541360036063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29303705/posts/default/4802264541360036063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotherprojectmayhem.blogspot.com/2009/10/finally-done-with-written-report.html' title=''/><author><name>Natalie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29303705.post-781077509603515542</id><published>2009-10-26T00:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-26T11:43:12.546+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2-0</title><content type='html'>&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/10216_155877103880_658073880_271152.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;LIVERPOOL BACK ON TITLE CHASE.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;owen leaves liverpool, liverpool wins champions league. owen leaves real madrid, real madrid wins spanish league. owen joins newcastle, newcastle gets relegated. owen joins manchester united, manchester united loses to liverpool. Technically, man utd has been losing to liverpool.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bottom line: Liverpool must stop losing to noob teams.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good morning world, today I have a swollen left eye. -_T&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29303705-781077509603515542?l=anotherprojectmayhem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29303705/posts/default/781077509603515542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29303705/posts/default/781077509603515542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotherprojectmayhem.blogspot.com/2009/10/2-0.html' title='2-0'/><author><name>Natalie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29303705.post-6434495568981830851</id><published>2009-10-24T20:16:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-24T20:54:09.352+08:00</updated><title type='text'>haven't got a taste of distinction. yet.</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Physics&lt;/strong&gt; --- Terms: E Promos: &lt;strong&gt;B&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Chemistry &lt;/strong&gt;--- Terms: D Promos: &lt;strong&gt;U&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Mathematics &lt;/strong&gt;--- Terms: S Promos: &lt;strong&gt;B&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Economics &lt;/strong&gt;--- Terms: C Promos: &lt;strong&gt;S&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;General Paper &lt;/strong&gt;--- Terms: S Promos: &lt;strong&gt;C&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;BBCSU.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really wouldn't call it good. I really expected better for Physics, Maths and Economics. Chemistry was, trust me, a really low U which whenever I disclose, shocks the world.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I may have promoted, but I still didn't do well. Bye bye to H3 opportunities and &lt;u&gt;scholarships&lt;/u&gt;. I'm actually quite upset although I forced myself to put the grades behind me and move on. It's A Levels that counts, after all. PROGRESS I NEED PROGRESS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay as for now, 100% PW?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always feel that all these will not matter that much after awhile. Like, everyone needs more than just grades for a good career and stuffs. Like luck and character. On the other hand, if 2012 really means end of everything.. then I will have not stepped into workforce yet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Scary stuffs. Yes. You need a religion. Something to have faith in. God. Above all else. The way I look at life now is really different. Much better, definitely.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29303705-6434495568981830851?l=anotherprojectmayhem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29303705/posts/default/6434495568981830851'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29303705/posts/default/6434495568981830851'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotherprojectmayhem.blogspot.com/2009/10/havent-got-taste-of-distinction.html' title='haven&apos;t got a taste of distinction. yet.'/><author><name>Natalie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29303705.post-4130674547918972984</id><published>2009-10-23T00:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T01:02:44.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I can never be sick of Parkway.</title><content type='html'>This afternoon I thought I died. I said this countless times today because it was really that freaky. I woke up at 1pm, that's why. I think I have never slept till this late before, especially on a school day. I thought I'd wake up at like 10am so I could do some PW and meet the choir bitches (lol our new name? no more powerpuffs?). At least you girls watched Fame :) I would've forced Hannah to watch Sister's Keeper again hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, yes. Parkway! After lunch at Macs with Amanda, I headed down to Parkway for a supposed class dinner to celebrate ex-classmates' birthdays. It turned out to be just a TFF x2 dinner. Nevertheless, it was a really great dinner. Anyway, it was at Jack's Place (but I ate nothing there)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met up with Debi first and then the fantastic four came. I missed Debi, she's a natural joker. Just seeing her lug her SAT (just to try for SMU), and talking to her makes me want to go back to 4IT so badly. Anyways, since we were early *ahem* we went to Berrylite so I could pamper myself with the awesome 100% fat-free frozen yogurt :))))) Best yogurt I've tasted so far okay. And the toppings are so generous. Mango + Strawberry + Oreo. BEST.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then dinner was at Jack's Place but Macs and yogurt were still semi-digested plus I was/am really broke. When Huilin came we went to get greatly-discounted sushis. You will not want to know how cheapskate we went HAHA but that's what broke people do. Being cheapo. Hahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok yes we went to Clarissa's house (I told Clarissa already cuz she called me!) and there was this whole guardhouse/block 33B??/stone wall??/Debi leading the way?? messy thing HAHAHA and it was 11.17pm like yes very late. So we went home. Clarissa was not at home, by the way! Haha and Debi wants to give the present herself because she wants to get the credit. DEBI YOU S*CK hahahahahaha this phrase has been over-used :P But you know TFF and Nat love you very much! Sometimes I really get irritated or wants to irritate you but it's just so that I can see your Megan Fox expressions! And it's a way of showing my affection to you hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I MISS TFF X2!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok so tomorrow ALL my promo results will be out. Although what's done has been done like ages ago, I'm still nervous. Am not mentally prepared for anything. I don't really see myself retaining but still.... it's also about doing well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I hope I don't cry tomorrow. My J1 report card, tomorrow. Sigh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29303705-4130674547918972984?l=anotherprojectmayhem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29303705/posts/default/4130674547918972984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29303705/posts/default/4130674547918972984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotherprojectmayhem.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-can-never-be-sick-of-parkway.html' title='I can never be sick of Parkway.'/><author><name>Natalie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29303705.post-7057759769690498321</id><published>2009-10-19T23:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-20T00:11:55.043+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reality resumes tomorrow so..</title><content type='html'>Qingling's 17th Birthday.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center; WIDTH: 540px"&gt;&lt;embed height="360" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="540" src="http://w65.photobucket.com/pbwidget.swf?pbwurl=" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;a href="http://photobucket.com/scrapbooks" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT-WIDTH: 0px; FLOAT: left; BORDER-TOP-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-LEFT-WIDTH: 0px" src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Qinglings17th-Scrapblog.pbw" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="BORDER-RIGHT-WIDTH: 0px; FLOAT: left; BORDER-TOP-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-BOTTOM-WIDTH: 0px; BORDER-LEFT-WIDTH: 0px" src="http://pic.photobucket.com/slideshows/btn_viewallimages.gif" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TFF pictures up on Facebook! (With all credits to Clarissa!) I'll blog again soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this period of Fun was quite well-spent, I'd say. Watched plenty of good movies, hung out with plenty good friends, and rested with plenty lot of sleep! Now that work resumes, I really hope I don't become lazy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay see ya homies, I'll blog about the TFF outing today soon!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29303705-7057759769690498321?l=anotherprojectmayhem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29303705/posts/default/7057759769690498321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29303705/posts/default/7057759769690498321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotherprojectmayhem.blogspot.com/2009/10/reality-resumes-tomorrow-so.html' title='Reality resumes tomorrow so..'/><author><name>Natalie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29303705.post-521875719194828763</id><published>2009-10-15T00:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-15T00:56:33.729+08:00</updated><title type='text'>darn good soundtracks from Paris 36</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;(Attachez moi)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/vu-iK_dX6HE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/vu-iK_dX6HE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="505"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Le môme Jojo)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="265"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/1yEaSMz44xc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/1yEaSMz44xc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="320" height="265"&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/29303705-521875719194828763?l=anotherprojectmayhem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29303705/posts/default/521875719194828763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29303705/posts/default/521875719194828763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotherprojectmayhem.blogspot.com/2009/10/darn-good-soundtracks-from-paris-36.html' title='darn good soundtracks from Paris 36'/><author><name>Natalie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29303705.post-1976969655008670563</id><published>2009-10-13T22:42:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T23:21:32.291+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what i did with twelve bucks.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 341px; HEIGHT: 562px" src="http://i971.photobucket.com/albums/ae200/feliciamarie8/sorority-row.jpg" width="350" height="700" /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 337px; HEIGHT: 562px" src="http://www.cinezik40.fr/images/faubourg36.jpg" width="330" height="676" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Watched &lt;strong&gt;Sorority Row&lt;/strong&gt; with the Choir Comm and Faubourg 36 with Chinyu. Sorority Row is not bad, it reminds me of I Know What You Did Last Summer.. Anyway it just shows how "sisters forever" don't mean a thing anymore after they kill you accidentally and throw you in a well so that they can live their normal lives again. Until this.. OKAY shall not be a spoiler hehehe guess who's the killer! :) It's quite good, I was literally shielding my ears throughout the movie (I cannot stand excessively loud sound effects, no offence Dolby). I could keep my eyes open because as long as there are no ghosts in the movie. Hahaha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next at 7.20pm, watched &lt;strong&gt;Paris 36&lt;/strong&gt;, which is just MAGNIFICENT! The casts are all so good, the actress was so pretty and could sing so well, the drama behind the movie was great. Now that's what I call a great film :) Hahaha I know I sound insane but yes, if I can time travel, I will wanna go to that era and live as some theatre crew (well at least smart enough to not time travel to a hunting range) I may just be the one pulling the curtains or shifting the spotlights, or the rich fat man with a short moustache smoking cigar and watching a free theatre performance, or a pretty singer with nice golden locks and a really awesome voice.. whatever. Hehehe insane, huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's really quite tiring to watch two movies in a day, especially if they're within 4 hours apart. Fortunately both movies are still quite good. Is Jennifer's Body good? LOL I THOUGHT IT WAS A COMEDY. But it turns out to be some blood-sucking thriller. Oh wells doubt Megan Fox can pull it off, she's still very attractive though.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Oh yes, saw quite a lot of boobs in the two movies today, NC16s huh.... O_o&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh school is starting school is starting. THE HORRORRRR.. :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never mind about that, tomorrow's gonna be a great day! Choir bbq @ Jack's plus some decent section bonding @ Vicky's. There will be fun :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;adios amigos. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29303705-1976969655008670563?l=anotherprojectmayhem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29303705/posts/default/1976969655008670563'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29303705/posts/default/1976969655008670563'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotherprojectmayhem.blogspot.com/2009/10/what-i-did-with-twelve-bucks.html' title='what i did with twelve bucks.'/><author><name>Natalie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29303705.post-5231768751714052684</id><published>2009-10-12T13:57:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T01:29:38.933+08:00</updated><title type='text'>vast</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/9733_1239213540498_1234050734_30725.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://farm4.static.flickr.com/3530/4003053831_27a8362bca_o.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;The god of small things tells us to love smaller objects in this world. A piece of stone lying by the street, a yellow leaf after a late-spring leaf-storm, a lone ant on the directionless wall trying to find his fellows, an insect making vibration in her breathing, a drop of water on used floor, a car horn in a windy highway, creak of an unsure door… every such object talks of the elementary details of the life we live by. We, the fallen angels try to connect ourselves to the place we left and forever long to return, when we concentrate, observe, hear and listen deeply to the sound of god through the objects around us, yes, just around us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-elements2008.lj&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A really good film I watched today:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i171.photobucket.com/albums/u299/alexrrobleto/Rachel_getting_married.jpg" border="0" alt="Rachel getting married Pictures, Images and Photos"/&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It makes you feel quite uncomfortable with the film, but it just draws you. The wedding, the love-hate,...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The feeling you get after watching a worthy film is really good, it's better than a nice dinner you just ate or an A for a test (ha ha). To me, it feels so much more than that. I always want to make a good film on my own. I have, in fact, written several scripts in the past. For drama production, for projects, once even just for fun. I like picturing the things I write in my head, like the actors' gestures, how the camera lens shifts and focuses on the smallest but most significant part of the scene.. I never really considered this as a career option, though. Because it seems so unrealistic here, no offence. If you make trashy film that's a messed-up career you'll have. You just have to keep impressing the audience your work and if they don't like them, you're just going to spend your entire life convincing people to like them. I don't know if I'm good at this. I just know that I'm enjoying this. I enjoy watching trailers, snippets, films, tv shows, and analyse them after that instead of just switching immediately to another show or channel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh what am I rambling see now I look so bored. But NO.. I will never use "boredom" to illustrate my post-promos lifestyle. Truthfully, I'm loving it. I'm slacking legally without any guilt hanging on me, LOVES IT. Sadly this isn't going to be forever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever today is when I'm living in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;over n outtt&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29303705-5231768751714052684?l=anotherprojectmayhem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29303705/posts/default/5231768751714052684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29303705/posts/default/5231768751714052684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotherprojectmayhem.blogspot.com/2009/10/vast.html' title='vast'/><author><name>Natalie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29303705.post-1801033113594848299</id><published>2009-10-11T23:57:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T00:08:36.648+08:00</updated><title type='text'>with friends like these well who needs enemies?</title><content type='html'>&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/untitled1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/7320_152363769009_619404009_2849852.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/7320_152363774009_619404009_2849853.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/7320_152363824009_619404009_2849861.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/untitled.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/7320_152363859009_619404009_2849865.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/7320_152363914009_619404009_2849873.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/7320_152364014009_619404009_2849887.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/7320_152363999009_619404009_2849885.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/7320_152364039009_619404009_2849890.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/7320_152364044009_619404009_2849891.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/7320_152364064009_619404009_2849894.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/7320_152364079009_619404009_2849897.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxo qing nat amanda hannah&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29303705-1801033113594848299?l=anotherprojectmayhem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29303705/posts/default/1801033113594848299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29303705/posts/default/1801033113594848299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotherprojectmayhem.blogspot.com/2009/10/with-friends-like-these-well-who-needs.html' title='with friends like these well who needs enemies?'/><author><name>Natalie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29303705.post-8443294510763570493</id><published>2009-10-11T23:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T23:22:12.964+08:00</updated><title type='text'>why do you let me stay here</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="640" height="505"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/rtVh8kVZ_XM&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/rtVh8kVZ_XM&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="505"&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/29303705-8443294510763570493?l=anotherprojectmayhem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29303705/posts/default/8443294510763570493'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29303705/posts/default/8443294510763570493'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotherprojectmayhem.blogspot.com/2009/10/why-do-you-let-me-stay-here.html' title='why do you let me stay here'/><author><name>Natalie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29303705.post-6168881318138931311</id><published>2009-10-11T22:28:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-11T23:05:16.127+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mushaboom, mushaboom</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Paranoia is in bloom,&lt;br /&gt;The PR transmissions will resume,&lt;br /&gt;They'll try to push drugs that keep us all dumbed down,&lt;br /&gt;And hope that we will never see the truth around&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another promise, another scene,&lt;br /&gt;Another packaged lie to keep us trapped in greed,&lt;br /&gt;And all the green belts wrapped around our minds,&lt;br /&gt;And endless red tape to keep the truth confined&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They will not force us,&lt;br /&gt;They will stop degrading us,&lt;br /&gt;They will not control us,&lt;br /&gt;We will be victorious&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Interchanging mind control,&lt;br /&gt;Come let the revolution take it's toll,&lt;br /&gt;If you could flick a switch and open your third eye,&lt;br /&gt;You'd see that&lt;br /&gt;We should never be afraid to die&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rise up and take the power back,&lt;br /&gt;It's time the fat cats had a heart attack,&lt;br /&gt;You know that their time's coming to an end,&lt;br /&gt;We have to unify and watch our flag ascend&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muse is so amazing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so is Glee. I don't think I have the patience to wait for Glee episodes to load online, so I'm really hoping it'll be on cable tv soon!! Now I can only listen to their songs on Youtube, which are really goooood especially Rehab :) If only my choir can be this enthusiastic and make great acapella music with pop songs. Frankly speaking, choir conductors are no fan of pop music too, so it's like rebellion if we do so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;---&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, went to Parkway to catch up with Amanda (I see her everyday HAHAHA), Qingling and Hannah. Made and gave Hannah's present, I personally loved it so much! Well the present sure didn't come in easy, we had our ups and downs yesterday. But past is the past and I've put it behind. Love you, QL (if you're reading this hahaha) :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll be a 100% free and happy soul for the next few days until Thursday when hell returns. Meanwhile, I'm living a stress-free life, sleeping and waking up anytime I want with NO FREAKING ALARMS to ruin my good sleep (and dream). LIFE HAS BEEN SO GOOD :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And guess what? I think I'm having a haircut tomorrow. Been awhile since I've had a haircut. AKA. Since January(!!!!) My hair doesn't like to grow that much, sigh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29303705-6168881318138931311?l=anotherprojectmayhem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29303705/posts/default/6168881318138931311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29303705/posts/default/6168881318138931311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotherprojectmayhem.blogspot.com/2009/10/mushaboom-mushaboom.html' title='mushaboom, mushaboom'/><author><name>Natalie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29303705.post-9190254649531626351</id><published>2009-10-09T22:18:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T23:07:09.375+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I totally underestimated Chemistry.</title><content type='html'>Worst exam paper ever done like EVER. I cannot even imagine getting a decent U grade, it's going to be low U or something. It's partly because I studied way harder for Physics and Maths, oh wells.. I was quite relieved that almost everyone else thought it was a killer paper. But still..... I am so determined to devote my December holidays on Chemistry. I was so ashamed with myself today; the way I did my paper today was as if nothing I've learned this entire year was applied to the questions. I never felt this helpless before and kept asking myself "What have I been doing?!?!" Finally I realised that it was because of pure complacency. A Levels Chemistry is a far cry from O Levels Chemistry. No wonder they say Chemistry is the hardest science. I never believed it until this. IT'S TOO LATE~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I'm just so glad that Promos are over. Watched &lt;strong&gt;(500) Days of Summer&lt;/strong&gt; and cycled at East Coast Park today, right after the hopeless Chem. The movie is average, too miserable for me because I'm a fan of happy endings. Hansen is just so sad :(((( I kinda am anticipating &lt;strong&gt;Sisters' Keeper&lt;/strong&gt; more. The trailer is amazing, the movie is definitely going to be really good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I also want to watch &lt;strong&gt;Paris 36&lt;/strong&gt;! It's by the same director as the movie Les Choristes. It's a French movie. I love it, it looks so good and artsy hahaha. But no one wants to watch it with me because it's in French and too classic and serious. Am so tempted to watch it alone in the cinemas with a big bag of popcorns. Hahahaha I'll see.. it looks really good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaha yes if there is one thing to splurge on it's movies for me. *good movies. Love watching good films in the cinemas because the feeling to it being watched on tv is so different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK I'm like spamming movie trailers now time to work on a movie budget for the holidays!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey my life is back so glad it is. Btw this will be shortlived. Busy sick life will return as soon as PW resumes to waste our JC time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29303705-9190254649531626351?l=anotherprojectmayhem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29303705/posts/default/9190254649531626351'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29303705/posts/default/9190254649531626351'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotherprojectmayhem.blogspot.com/2009/10/i-totally-underestimated-chemistry.html' title='I totally underestimated Chemistry.'/><author><name>Natalie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29303705.post-7171438292583456307</id><published>2009-10-08T20:31:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T20:34:28.331+08:00</updated><title type='text'>With fronds like these well, who needs anenomes?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Close your eyes,&lt;br /&gt;Slide the cotton off of your shoulder&lt;br /&gt;And feel the shine,&lt;br /&gt;I'm hooked so toss me over,&lt;br /&gt;And cast a line,&lt;br /&gt;Oh throw a party and greet my undersea friends&lt;br /&gt;As they arrive&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You and I left our troubles far behind&lt;br /&gt;But I still have just one more question on my mind,&lt;br /&gt;For all my pals who live in all the oceans and the seas,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;With friends like these well, who needs enemies?&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;....Last lap tomorrow!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29303705-7171438292583456307?l=anotherprojectmayhem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29303705/posts/default/7171438292583456307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29303705/posts/default/7171438292583456307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotherprojectmayhem.blogspot.com/2009/10/with-fronds-like-these-well-who-needs.html' title='With fronds like these well, who needs anenomes?'/><author><name>Natalie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29303705.post-3240128492694773603</id><published>2009-10-06T17:00:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-10-06T17:19:40.035+08:00</updated><title type='text'>This is it.</title><content type='html'>It's not exactly the best time to blog because yes I'm kind of am in the middle of Promos. Just done first paper GP, and three more days to end of promos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bumped into my ex-tutor and talked to him. Yes that sarcastic physics tutor. Could tell he didn't really like where I am. Oh wells, he was still nice. And his wife is so pretty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this is it. My one year of knowledge gained in junior college is finally put to test. All I can say is, I always feel that I've learned plenty of things but I don't remember them well, because everything just went so fast from the start of the year. Just hope that I can do well for Promos. I won't mind jeopardising my health a little, I just want to prove that I am capable of doing well. I don't want to just aim to promote. I want to do much better. I used to be really upset whenever I think about how 1 point less for O's and I could go to a better junior college. But now, I really don't regret anymore. This school has provided me so much and I'm thankful. I can still do well here, and therefore I should work towards that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I don't have momentum to mug now. When I have the mood, 2hours of mugging is as efficient as 5 hours of mugging without the mood. Usually the mood comes around 1am, so... it always comes too late. Whatever I have so much time to get my sleep back after promos, I just need to pull through this week.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok momentum needs velocity which means I got to start moving to achieve it. Physics.... yes... it's tomorrow.... 2hours 40mins... and Econs too...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29303705-3240128492694773603?l=anotherprojectmayhem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29303705/posts/default/3240128492694773603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29303705/posts/default/3240128492694773603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotherprojectmayhem.blogspot.com/2009/10/this-is-it.html' title='This is it.'/><author><name>Natalie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29303705.post-1023866595484372166</id><published>2009-09-24T20:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T21:00:47.530+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Because it's E!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/24092009030.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MINE!(: Thanks Formula One!! Singapore is so cool.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29303705-1023866595484372166?l=anotherprojectmayhem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29303705/posts/default/1023866595484372166'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29303705/posts/default/1023866595484372166'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotherprojectmayhem.blogspot.com/2009/09/because-its-e.html' title='Because it&apos;s E!'/><author><name>Natalie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29303705.post-4541656793025944806</id><published>2009-09-17T21:22:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T21:44:53.729+08:00</updated><title type='text'>time and tide, they wait for no man.</title><content type='html'>It's like living in a game of Saw right now. It's (a) do the hard way, or (b) die miserably.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's like trying to achieve equilibrium between promos revision and pw commitment, both balancing with a really bad C.G hence are really unstable, on a uniform rule with a knife edge right smack below the centre. Personally, I hate using science jargon to illustrate, but just too bad I'm a Physics nerd.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week isn't quite a good week. Stress-filled, busy, breathless, and I'm not even one of the J2s who are &lt; 50 days away from A Levels! Urgh we J1s have our fair share of hell anyway. NEEDS TO STOP WHINING NOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;School's air-conditioning faults and the extremely painful loss of my camera memory card only aggravate my agony to point infinity.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only plus sign will be the AC sales yesterday. Spent as little as $3.50 on THREE college tees (not kidding at all). $1 on great big notebooks and $3 for a box file imprinted with college logo and with college badge, college writing paper and college post-it pad. Oh and a $2.67 I heart AC file.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahaha super cheap!!!!! And good!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another plus sign is new tv set that's arrived today! But I've decided to stay away from the teevo until promos are over, because it sucks away my time really badly. I guess I can live with cheap thrills like watching med-quality Youtube vids with my e71 and radio station 91.3. That's all I have the time for. Really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Final plus sign is new GP teacher who is unfortunately just a relief teacher. He's American and young, so we're biased. Good news is now I pay more attention to GP class but bad news is it's only temporary.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay at this point I shall declare HIATUS. Shall devote more time on more important things because there's no time and yes, time to go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Till then!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29303705-4541656793025944806?l=anotherprojectmayhem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29303705/posts/default/4541656793025944806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29303705/posts/default/4541656793025944806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotherprojectmayhem.blogspot.com/2009/09/time-and-tide-they-wait-for-no-man.html' title='time and tide, they wait for no man.'/><author><name>Natalie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29303705.post-3750744568460919002</id><published>2009-09-17T21:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T21:21:30.669+08:00</updated><title type='text'>HAPPY BIRTHDAY, MARGARETHA CLARISSA BRIELLE TANDER!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/S1050548.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Well all the boys in my hometown are celebrating&lt;br /&gt;'Cause she's turned eighteen&lt;br /&gt;They all think that she's just the cutest&lt;br /&gt;They've ever seen&lt;br /&gt;Well now she's grown up&lt;br /&gt;And they've all shown up&lt;br /&gt;At last she's turned eighteen&lt;br /&gt;At last she's turned eighteen&lt;br /&gt;At last that girl that lives across the street&lt;br /&gt;Has turned eighteen, teen, teen&lt;br /&gt;Ooh ah ooh ah&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You'll NEVER walk alone, Clarissa! LOVE YOU ALWAYS!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29303705-3750744568460919002?l=anotherprojectmayhem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29303705/posts/default/3750744568460919002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29303705/posts/default/3750744568460919002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotherprojectmayhem.blogspot.com/2009/09/happy-birthday-margaretha-clarissa.html' title='HAPPY BIRTHDAY, MARGARETHA CLARISSA BRIELLE TANDER!'/><author><name>Natalie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29303705.post-2009171595817042137</id><published>2009-09-13T00:27:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-13T00:46:35.270+08:00</updated><title type='text'>one boring update</title><content type='html'>Let's see, I haven't accomplished much in terms of having fun as well as doing my revision for Promos. As for PW, I really do not want to talk about it, whatever it is, it just makes my blood boil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(+) I got my sleep back :)&lt;br /&gt;(-) I have been getting nightmares which I cannot remember! Damn..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yawn my life is gone again&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. I WANT TO CELEBRATE MOONCAKE FESTIVAL! Yes I want to invest on a cute paper lantern and play with candles and sparklers!!!! Don't really wana eat the mooncake because it's so ex. Anyone? :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last but not least, happy birthday dad! :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29303705-2009171595817042137?l=anotherprojectmayhem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29303705/posts/default/2009171595817042137'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29303705/posts/default/2009171595817042137'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotherprojectmayhem.blogspot.com/2009/09/one-boring-update.html' title='one boring update'/><author><name>Natalie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29303705.post-8797595821330887557</id><published>2009-09-10T01:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-10T01:29:29.165+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Relator</title><content type='html'>&lt;object id="flashObj" width="486" height="412" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=9,0,47,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://c.brightcove.com/services/viewer/federated_f9/4020141001?isVid=1&amp;publisherID=301939184" /&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF" /&gt;&lt;param name="flashVars" value="videoId=33565520001&amp;playerID=4020141001&amp;domain=embed&amp;" /&gt;&lt;param name="base" value="http://admin.brightcove.com" /&gt;&lt;param name="seamlesstabbing" value="false" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true" /&gt;&lt;param name="swLiveConnect" value="true" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always" /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://c.brightcove.com/services/viewer/federated_f9/4020141001?isVid=1&amp;publisherID=301939184" bgcolor="#FFFFFF" flashVars="videoId=33565520001&amp;playerID=4020141001&amp;domain=embed&amp;" base="http://admin.brightcove.com" name="flashObj" width="486" height="412" seamlesstabbing="false" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowFullScreen="true" swLiveConnect="true" allowScriptAccess="always" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/shockwave/download/index.cgi?P1_Prod_Version=ShockwaveFlash"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;p&gt;When I met you, I didn't know what to do&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29303705-8797595821330887557?l=anotherprojectmayhem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29303705/posts/default/8797595821330887557'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29303705/posts/default/8797595821330887557'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotherprojectmayhem.blogspot.com/2009/09/relator_9968.html' title='Relator'/><author><name>Natalie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29303705.post-2684284609701331542</id><published>2009-09-09T19:58:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-09T22:42:41.875+08:00</updated><title type='text'>09 09 09</title><content type='html'>Black is back&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://acegsm.com/images/Nokia/E71Black.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, a new phone!!! Farewell, my 5610 Xpress Music, make way for the E71!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's qwerty, has high mobile internet speed, has Wifi, etc. And yes I should take very good care of this new gadget and refrain from losing any buttons within the next two years at least. Everytime I have to say this-- I need a skin/pouch/protective layering whatever that can protect my phone from getting cracks/scratches :( But it never works.... what it needs is just a careful owner. I'll try! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, what are the cool stuffs I can do with this phone! I need to explore. Woohooz! Finally a decent phone. Which is going to stay decent for another two years.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seoul Garden today with the Choir Comm. There isn't much discussion, just food meat chicken etc etc. Sang like mad choir people around Orchard Road, ION, Ngee Ann. And I have to be the Soprano 1 singing the high Gs (unfortunately I sang with universal soprano sound today urgh)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K NEEDS TO STUDY. NEEDS TO BUCKLE UP AND FOCUS. NEEDS GOOD GRADES. NEEDS TO BE AN IRRITATING WHINING MUGGER. aja aja!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29303705-2684284609701331542?l=anotherprojectmayhem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29303705/posts/default/2684284609701331542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29303705/posts/default/2684284609701331542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotherprojectmayhem.blogspot.com/2009/09/black-is-back.html' title='09 09 09'/><author><name>Natalie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29303705.post-2844143760253733330</id><published>2009-09-07T00:16:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-07T01:06:33.469+08:00</updated><title type='text'>MBTI Profile.</title><content type='html'>Today Choir Pres wanted to know our MBTI profile so I went to check on my own results and I cannot agree further with the analysis of my personality. To me, it's really 90% accurate. Hahaha so just so you know:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Quoted from MBTI website:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ENTP &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quick, ingenious, stimulating, alert, and outspoken. Resourceful in solving new and challenging problems. Adept at generating conceptual possibilities and then analyzing them strategically. Good at reading other people. Bored by routine, will seldom do the same thing the same way, apt to turn to one new interest after another. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quoted from &lt;a href="http://www.geocities.com/lifexplore/entp.htm"&gt;http://www.geocities.com/lifexplore/entp.htm&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;(P.S. I extract the stuffs written there which are totally applicable to me)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They are gregarious, laugh easily and often, and are typically in good humor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If a project in which they are engaged is no longer challenging, they tend to lose interest in that project and fail to follow through-often to the discomfort of colleagues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;They want to be taught concepts rather then facts. Models are important to them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ENTPs usually find work that involves an analytical, entrepreneurial, and creative focus. They tend to tolerate ambiguity well. They want to be in situations in which they can take intellectual risks and meet challenges.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As a result, they function effectively in chaotic times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some occupations seem to be more appealing to ENTPs: actor... public relations worker :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Often within the first meeting, ENTPs will know whether the relationship has any real potential. ENTPs may find it difficult to commit to anyone until the right person comes along. During this period, ENTPs explore the closeness until they can be certain that they have looked at all of the possibilities. Because of this, they are not likely to settle down early. When they do become involved in a relationship, they generally want to maintain as much independence and freedom as their loved one can tolerate. Their mates may need to have high self-esteem and to be independent themselves in order to accept the ENTP need for freedom and novelty.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For ENTPs, falling out of love, which may not always occur, results when their vision of the relationship does not square with reality. Sometimes they will select someone who offers stability and comfort and ENTPs later will become bored with the stability. When scorned, ENTPs use their powerful and broadreaching analysis to explain the reasons why the relationship was not good in the first place; additionally, they may become competitive with their former partner and work hard to win. ENTPs do not like to lose at anything they undertake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway sept holiday schedule is busy, as always. Mug, tuition, PW (with Tennis after that), Choir comm buffet, Comm-teacher Breakfast. Summed it all. But truthfully, I rather have a packed schedule than to rot at home. At least I have a life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everybody, life has been better already. It no longer sucked like how I felt fews days back. Everything's pretty much back to normal. Yeah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anywayz, tv show of the day is &lt;strong&gt;The Office&lt;/strong&gt;! It's not an ordinary type of tv series but it's really funny. And I know it's crazy but I want to watch Friends all the way back from Season 1 again! Because it's really THAT good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm saying this now because I'm saving the best for last:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;NAT KOH WON JUSTIN CHAN IN POOL TODAY!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29303705-2844143760253733330?l=anotherprojectmayhem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29303705/posts/default/2844143760253733330'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29303705/posts/default/2844143760253733330'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotherprojectmayhem.blogspot.com/2009/09/mbti-profile.html' title='MBTI Profile.'/><author><name>Natalie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29303705.post-1179205850763613970</id><published>2009-09-05T22:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-05T23:10:38.649+08:00</updated><title type='text'>colony collapse disorder</title><content type='html'>When I saw that the cast for The Happening included Mark Walberg and Zooey Deschanel, plus it is directed by The Sixth Sense director, I thought it would be a really good movie. It's actually quite astonishing that it turned out to be barely decent, and in fact, it's really really bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a lighter note, only one thing about the movie caught my attention. And that was the first ten minutes of the film, when Elliot (Walberg) mentioned about the colony collapse disorder. It's about the mysterious disappearance of honeybees in US. Went to (lol) wiki it and omg this phenomenon is true! Like it is also unexplainable, they only have theories. I think the movie sort of wanted to show what it would have been if CCD affects humans instead of bees. But anyway, it was stupid, the ending didn't make sense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I love Saturday Night Live! So glad they have the new episodes now, ch18 used to only show the years-ago episodes. SNL is so hilarious and I mean every episode of it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tried watching The Prince and the Pauper on Disney Ch since there're Cole and Dylan Sprouse, but SNL &gt; Disney hehe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29303705-1179205850763613970?l=anotherprojectmayhem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29303705/posts/default/1179205850763613970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29303705/posts/default/1179205850763613970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotherprojectmayhem.blogspot.com/2009/09/colony-collapse-disorder.html' title='colony collapse disorder'/><author><name>Natalie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29303705.post-6530364104754805886</id><published>2009-09-04T21:29:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T22:29:01.288+08:00</updated><title type='text'>as much as I need a new phone I need a (insert anything vulgar) new life</title><content type='html'>&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/IMGP6723.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/IMGP6725.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;R.I.P. my iPod.&lt;/strong&gt; Approx 2 years old. Why must the good die young :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was really a bad day. Only happy things were going to Orchard Rd with Joanna (we are really sua ku like "What? That closed down?! Omg new shopping mall?!?!" haha) and the Teachers' Day performance. Truthfully the performance wasn't really our best and I wish it was better. I really am not really anticipating the holidays; I really want to just stay at home, or rather, &lt;em&gt;in my room&lt;/em&gt;, for the entire week. I don't give a shit what I do inside, as long as it's just me myself and I for seven days. I need my &lt;strong&gt;alone&lt;/strong&gt; time. The people just assume only THEY have problems. I'm really effing angry and I have to contain my anger- will never know who visits here. Who reads here anyway. And what's the point of pouring depressing pissing emotions here when this won't help make things happier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Disclaimer: Really hardcore emo pissing content.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so sick and tired and I'm really sick and tired of saying this. I rather raise cattles and milk cows 4am in the morning than go on with this stress-filled journey. I'm just not attracted to life in the city. I cringe when I see slogans like "Life goes digital!" because no that will be freaking scary everything becomes so artificial. I was so disappointed with how homogeneous the shopping malls along Orchard Road are. They sell the same things, same brands, even the building designs are the same "techy/atas" type. Every five steps I take I see a Giordano (and don't let me get started with the smiley tshirt that's recently become the new little miss tees) Yucks this is beginning to sound like some fail-grade GP essay. Anyway, I just hate life in fast lane I want to stroll once in a while, I want everyone to be less grumpy because everyone is just becoming rude, uncaring, selfish and wanna be on top.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As much as I hate digital things, I need a new phone. The current one is might as well just throw the metal crap away. Too bad I have my responsibilities and duties to fulfil and need the phone for communication purposes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hates digital things, really. What am I doing here I'm so logging off.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Will be back when I'm less frustrated with my life urgh yes I'm not feeling anywhere near contented with life it can be so much better if not for the kind of world i live in. Anyway, till then.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29303705-6530364104754805886?l=anotherprojectmayhem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29303705/posts/default/6530364104754805886'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29303705/posts/default/6530364104754805886'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotherprojectmayhem.blogspot.com/2009/09/as-much-as-i-need-new-phone-i-need.html' title='as much as I need a new phone I need a (insert anything vulgar) new life'/><author><name>Natalie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29303705.post-2439597793185499769</id><published>2009-09-03T23:52:00.013+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-04T00:21:39.214+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what i'm experiencing now is like cold turkey, or worse..</title><content type='html'>I have to be in No. 2 uniform aka school uniform with tie, stockings, court shoes and a smart look in 7 hours but &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;NO~&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; I am still in the midst of PW mugging. I always need the real sense of urgency to get me working on my PW. Honestly to me PW is probably easier if it's solo work, but then again, it means you will have to do a lot more survey monkeys and OP solo will just make you jizz in your pants (I seriously can't believe I wrote this). Oh wells as a solo kia, I am quite struggling...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today's PE was so inspiring it was ping pong and I really think I played not bad lah! LOLS ping pong was a choice of cca at the beginning of J1 I swear. If I had time or if I had lost my mind I would've joined ping pong as second cca. And since both &lt;em&gt;ifs &lt;/em&gt;are totally fictional scenarios...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am never this tired, I'm serious. A Levels can really DRAIN people and this IS an understatement. I wish I can rejuvenate but September holidays only mean MUG AT HOME it's your freaking study break and not the time to enjoy life at Bintan to suntan. I would've done the latter if not for this one thing that just freezes all my holiday entertainment plans: &lt;strong&gt;PROMOS.&lt;/strong&gt; It has always been a pass/fail thing despite me trying so hard to make myself aim for distinctions. I've been feeling very lousy in JC because I'm always below average. I can't believe I actually rejoice over Ds, when I used to cry if my Emaths gets A2/B3. Sigh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally got to see the class photos today, and yes I really look like an ostrich or Kevin from Up! in the candid fisheye photo. Urgh I really regret pinning my fringe up that day but then again I sweat like a pig anyway and my wet soggy fringe will just be as &lt;em&gt;ugly&lt;/em&gt;. Anyway I kinda liked the (&lt;em&gt;ironically&lt;/em&gt;) screwed up informal shot because it kinda captured some of our happy moments but I looked &lt;strong&gt;genuinely&lt;/strong&gt; twit with that ahlian twit pose the 9 of us girls planned to do. Yucks.... As for formal photos, I can only say I never had a nice formal class shot ever ever ever in my years of education. Either blame the trend on the ever-so-impatient photographers or seriously, just me lah wapiangz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha I like seeing teachers do their PMS you can so tell they're bottling so much inside. Happy Teachers' Day, sirs and madams. I know it wasn't really a holiday.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29303705-2439597793185499769?l=anotherprojectmayhem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29303705/posts/default/2439597793185499769'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29303705/posts/default/2439597793185499769'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotherprojectmayhem.blogspot.com/2009/09/what-im-going-through-now-is-like-cold.html' title='what i&apos;m experiencing now is like cold turkey, or worse..'/><author><name>Natalie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29303705.post-7335272313620797755</id><published>2009-08-31T21:45:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-31T23:38:38.364+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the greatest alma mater of all time.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;These classmates are the BEST. This class is really the BEST!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/S1050127edit.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/S1050139edit.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/S1050141edit.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/S1050142edit.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/S1050143edit.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/S1050144edit.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Irreplaceable&lt;/strong&gt; class of 4IT 08, these people are simply the best. The Famous Five, Fantastic Four, 7 Things... I love the class cliques. Particularly the one I belong to (TFF!!!!!!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These teachers in the pictures above are also the ones whom I really appreciate their roles as my subject teachers in Secondary 3 and 4. They are really amazing teachers which I dare say, cannot be found anywhere else. One other of such a teacher not in the photos is Mdm Kee, as always, every year, this day, I must credit her the most because she made my Chinese so bloody good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Teachers' Day, teachers from CCHMS. Am saying this from the bottom of my heart. Without you guys I wouldn't have gotten my 9 points.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really hope that we can all continue this and visit our teachers annually in years ahead. I miss my classmates, I miss Netball with 4IT, I miss everything!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh I really hope that my current class will be as tight as 4IT. It still seems very unlikely, though. I'm content hanging with the birdgirls/boy, nonetheless :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY I HEARD THAT MY CLASS PHOTO IS OUT TODAY AND I LOOK REALLY WEIRD BECAUSE THE PHOTOGRAPHERS TOOK A CANDID SHOT OF ME AND PUT IT IN THE CENTRE THEN DISTORT AND WARP MAKING ME LOOK FREAKING WEIRD OMGGGG I NEED TO SEE IT.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29303705-7335272313620797755?l=anotherprojectmayhem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29303705/posts/default/7335272313620797755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29303705/posts/default/7335272313620797755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotherprojectmayhem.blogspot.com/2009/08/greatest-alma-mater-of-all-time.html' title='the greatest alma mater of all time.'/><author><name>Natalie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29303705.post-5192666325462812434</id><published>2009-08-24T18:49:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-24T19:52:50.715+08:00</updated><title type='text'>class pandemic</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/6060_119437125884_731365884_2424471.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/6060_119437155884_731365884_2424476.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/6060_119437165884_731365884_2424477.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/6060_119437170884_731365884_2424478.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/6060_119437230884_731365884_2424489.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;GET WELL SOON, BIRDS!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEVEN out of 25 in my class were absent today. Among the 7, 1 h1n1, 1 h1n1 suspect. Sadly I am among the 7. High fever, cough, no flu.. which was honestly quite strange. Anyway being sick for the entire weekend isn't very comfortable I couldn't sleep for one entire night because my body ached and I shivered and I puked. It was all bad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, have social responsibility, people. Seriously, don't come to school if you're ill. Don't jeopardise your classmates' health *coughs* It really sucks to have to force 10ml of cough syrup 3 times a day (and the taste stays in your tongue for the whole day), to have to swallow big pills and when the tablets can't go down the throat they dissolve at the back of the tongue, leaving behind a gross bitter taste. Urgh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 days mc.. I thought I'd be well enough to use the time at home to study. I attempted to study today but flipping through my file only made my body temperature rise to 38.5deg (NOT kidding). So I spent the rest of the afternoon reading the past 4 Time magazine issues which were previously unopened. SIGH SUXTOBESICK.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29303705-5192666325462812434?l=anotherprojectmayhem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29303705/posts/default/5192666325462812434'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29303705/posts/default/5192666325462812434'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotherprojectmayhem.blogspot.com/2009/08/class-pandemic.html' title='class pandemic'/><author><name>Natalie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29303705.post-1626700321317169386</id><published>2009-08-20T20:25:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-20T22:29:51.222+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WHO REPLACES THEIR PIPETTE FILLER FOUR TIMES IN ONE CHEMISTRY SPA?!?!?!?!!!</title><content type='html'>THATTTT was what happened to ME. Today's SPA went all wrong for me like I did not have ALL my apparatus on my bench, and I wasted so much time with the &lt;strong&gt;four freaking faulty pipette fillers&lt;/strong&gt; and I changed &lt;em&gt;ALL&lt;/em&gt; my calculations during the last 5 minutes after I realised that my first calculation was already wrong. It's A levels SPA, by the way. Actual SPA.. Like 7.5% of my overall grade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, so glad my first SPAs are &lt;em&gt;over&lt;/em&gt;. So darn stressful k. But overall I can say I did quite well.. ;D Haha hopefully.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This week has been really stress-filled like choir studies family friends comm... Promos is coming gasp gasp gasp gasp gaspssss&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29303705-1626700321317169386?l=anotherprojectmayhem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29303705/posts/default/1626700321317169386'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29303705/posts/default/1626700321317169386'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotherprojectmayhem.blogspot.com/2009/08/who-replaces-their-pipette-filler-four.html' title='WHO REPLACES THEIR PIPETTE FILLER FOUR TIMES IN ONE CHEMISTRY SPA?!?!?!?!!!'/><author><name>Natalie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29303705.post-2588768743205554247</id><published>2009-08-16T14:57:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-16T15:33:03.239+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ikea/amanda turns 17/heaven</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;More photos, less talk this time.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/IMG_2881.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/IMG_2869.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/IMG_2870.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/IMG_2877.jpg" width="335" height="460" /&gt; &lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/IMG_2879.jpg" width="335" height="460" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/IMG_2913.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/IMG_2929.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/IMG_2936.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/IMG_2942.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/IMG_2943.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/IMG_2947.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/IMG_2948.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Happy 17th birthday, amanda! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/IMG_2950.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/IMG_2951.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/IMG_2953.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/IMG_2956.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/IMG_2958.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/IMG_2961.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So much to do, so little time. Junior college is definitely packed and filled with plenty of adventure and cliche as it may sound, jc life really IS like a rollercoaster ride. I wouldn't say I'll retire from all the fun now, although truth is, I will lay back and focus on my promos from now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Physics SPA is tomorrow and I hope it all goes well. Project Work is at its peak mode and honestly, I have trouble prioritising my work. Everything is just as important! And football is finally back. Am going to refrain myself from late nights and I know this is tough because even during O Levels, I stayed up late for soccer matches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh must give up some things to attain another. Shall catch up with life after promos, when I will do things I put on hold for now. PLENTY of things. It's just too bad that life is so fast-paced. Fight on, Nat!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29303705-2588768743205554247?l=anotherprojectmayhem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29303705/posts/default/2588768743205554247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29303705/posts/default/2588768743205554247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotherprojectmayhem.blogspot.com/2009/08/ikeaamanda-turns-17heaven.html' title='ikea/amanda turns 17/heaven'/><author><name>Natalie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29303705.post-7101848894370692805</id><published>2009-08-15T21:48:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-15T22:00:34.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'>what sweeter music</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="505"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/sjjqP_xtEdE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/sjjqP_xtEdE&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="505"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't help getting this warm fuzzy feeling everytime I listen to this song! First heard it during the J2 Farewell when the seniors sang it, loved it, and I'm so glad we're singing this for caroling season! Probably gonna be the best christmas carol for this December. (That's if we can sing the song well of course :P)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, our batch's sound was somehow created. We could hear it evidently from two of the 6 songs we went through.. There's more to work on, but finally! A sound of our own :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been really busy, pictures will be up once I'm free to upload them. Probably won't ever be &lt;em&gt;free&lt;/em&gt; until after Promos. Which is 6+ weeks later by the way~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shall aim for wayyyy better grades than Terms now. Terms was average but average just isn't going to be enough. Going all out!! May the force be with me.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29303705-7101848894370692805?l=anotherprojectmayhem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29303705/posts/default/7101848894370692805'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29303705/posts/default/7101848894370692805'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotherprojectmayhem.blogspot.com/2009/08/what-sweeter-music.html' title='what sweeter music'/><author><name>Natalie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29303705.post-397999983788177401</id><published>2009-08-13T19:51:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-13T20:27:36.193+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Going going gone</title><content type='html'>All I know is that I've tried. Honestly I did. Twice. So now I'm just going to leave things as they are because I really am very unwilling to make up with someone who's completely... becoming increasingly irrelevant to me. Not that I don't value friends. I value the friends who truly understands me and don't judge. But maybe I don't value friends who can just turn the tables and become a whole other person, hating you and thinking of you as just "nothing". I felt really great when Jc and I are finally okay. I don't know why, but I really feel that this is enough. I am really glad I have the 4 of them, the choir friends (powerpuffzzzz) and I don't see how it's worth it to bring in another person who forgot the good times spent together and reacts (frankly) very immaturely.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I kept telling myself from the start that I totally brought this upon myself. But it's really good to see the real side of the person which you cannot accept. Lose some, gain some.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Opinions vary and this opinion is mine. I really don't want to bother with this anymore and that oblivious one can just continue being invicible for all I care. At least now I no longer feel the clog in my heart (not literally) because now that I know I didn't lose any other friends because of this. Because the feeling of losing any other friend because of this was the one that hurt much. Because I totally value and treasure these friends like no other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok enough of the summary of what's been happening this week. There're like more to look forward to. Physics and Chem SPA next week, Econs test tomorrow, EoM submission on Monday. I've learned that panicking takes more time than doing your work slowly and meticulously (you'll get your work done). Sure, the schedule and deadlines can be really frightening, but just do it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And FINALLY! My first real task as an R&amp;amp;R has finally completed(: Done the christmas caroling booklets, and the sight of the 45 of them in the photocopying shop really made it all worth it. The whole running to store room and filing of scores so far... This is just the beginning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morning ensem has officially become a regular thing to me. Just that I really have to get used to crawling out of bed (LITERALLY), run for the arriving train (which ultimately is still 2 trains later than ql's) and singing with a morning voice. Like &lt;em&gt;#b#b#b##b&lt;/em&gt; PITCHYYYYY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so sick of viewing pictures on the computer, so I've decided to invest on a photo album book to collate the photos taken this year. Hopefully it turns out nice and hopefully I have the time to do it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My bro stole my guitar. It's like this new trend I guess lols JC life has no time for trends I'm hopelessly untrendy now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PE today's waterpolo and slacking in pool but my period forbids. Emo lah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29303705-397999983788177401?l=anotherprojectmayhem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29303705/posts/default/397999983788177401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29303705/posts/default/397999983788177401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotherprojectmayhem.blogspot.com/2009/08/going-going-gone.html' title='Going going gone'/><author><name>Natalie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29303705.post-4733782555043369483</id><published>2009-08-08T23:14:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-09T00:27:36.140+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sj comm tea party!</title><content type='html'>It was fun.. WII DDR, Boxing, Tennis... That was before the Tea. The tea was overall really productive (is that the right word to use?) like.... it gave me a better sense of purpose being a comm member. The next step now is the work my time better, be more productive both in academics and in Choir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the Tea we celebrated ex-pres nathan's birthday, and then dinner. Omg and bukit timah's a really foreign place to me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/IMG_2805.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/IMG_2821.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/IMG_2823.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/IMG_2825.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/IMG_2826.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/IMG_2833.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/IMG_2835.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/IMG_2840.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/IMG_2847.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/IMG_2848.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Poor quality pictures I know my hands were exeptionally parkinson-like shaky today sigh but at least it doesn't blur the happy moments away(: )&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel so great and awesome today because I repaid my sleep debt last night. I slept so much I skipped both dinner and breakfast. More than 12 hours of sleep, that was. Now I no longer feel myself lugging a set of two eye bags but this will not be for long. OH WELLS~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;"We're all pretty bizarre. Some of us are just better at hiding it, that's all." -Breakfast Club&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel better after well.. THAT thing. Probably a handful of you already know, at least it was just a &lt;em&gt;handful&lt;/em&gt; whom I told. Thanks to my really supportive friends from Choir, class... yeah feeling all better already. Am moving on, with academics and choir on top priority of course. It was all stupid but I really don't care.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy eight oh eight!! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29303705-4733782555043369483?l=anotherprojectmayhem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29303705/posts/default/4733782555043369483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29303705/posts/default/4733782555043369483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotherprojectmayhem.blogspot.com/2009/08/sj-tea-party.html' title='sj comm tea party!'/><author><name>Natalie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29303705.post-8957459120741627415</id><published>2009-08-06T23:13:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-06T23:45:43.658+08:00</updated><title type='text'>not my fault you're not my type.</title><content type='html'>It's not my fault I don't like you, you don't have to tell me to fuck off from your life and blame me for making this "one-sided". It's your problem for having your flaws, for having a horrible temper, it's your problem you think there is nothing wrong with yourself. Grow up and learn from this whole shit, immature. I guess it was good to see the real side of you. But you freaking crossed the line, fuck off seriously.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29303705-8957459120741627415?l=anotherprojectmayhem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29303705/posts/default/8957459120741627415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29303705/posts/default/8957459120741627415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotherprojectmayhem.blogspot.com/2009/08/not-my-fault-youre-not-my-type.html' title='not my fault you&apos;re not my type.'/><author><name>Natalie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29303705.post-5067856591431018945</id><published>2009-08-05T22:47:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-05T23:11:49.823+08:00</updated><title type='text'>How have you been?</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;You will see a familiar figure walking extra-briskly-almost-running all over the place, hair all pulled back and pinned up (excluding stubborn baby strands), replaced her toothpaste Jansport with old school Deuter because she now has too much to carry, always has her big stack of choral scores around, occasionally goes over to the other side at the Sports Complex (Choir room is there), may be seen sitting alone at the bench outside the Choir room, doing administrative matters, later she returns to the main building, heads towards Oldham library, to do some work, at least. Then after everything she proceeds with the rest of the lessons or go over to Heaven at Oldham Wing for a quiet and really conducive self-revision.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been coming home really late, earliest 10pm and latest 11plus. It's mainly because of tuition and self studying outside home. I expect that someday I may just collapse and hibernate to compensate for my loss of sleep, but for now I'm still fine I guess :) Aja aja fightin'!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Did Morning Ensemble this morning for the first time. That's the choir singing National Anthem in front of the school on stage, by the way. Was overcome by stage fright somehow, sang wrong key for one part, was occasionally pitchy, and tempo wasn't perfect :( Oh wells, it &lt;em&gt;IS&lt;/em&gt; our first time. I cannot imagine doing this for the rest of the year until next year this time though!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday's pretty exciting, because there will be Senior-Junior Comm Tea with the Choir teachers (and conductor)! I am looking forward to crashing the house early for some WII :D Am really excited to have conversations with the senior comm and teachers too, of course.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am supposed to be doing some Project Work thingamajiggy but here I am slacking. OFF to do work!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;OH YES TFF FULL FORCE ON MONDAY!!!!!!!!!!! :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss Clarissa, Debi, Huilin and &lt;u&gt;Joycelyn&lt;/u&gt;. The underlined is the one who seriously has lost touch with me, and it's been only 8 months!!! :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29303705-5067856591431018945?l=anotherprojectmayhem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29303705/posts/default/5067856591431018945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29303705/posts/default/5067856591431018945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotherprojectmayhem.blogspot.com/2009/08/how-have-you-been.html' title='How have you been?'/><author><name>Natalie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29303705.post-1679562620625169060</id><published>2009-08-03T00:26:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-03T00:50:10.562+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Was I sleepy or just plain lazy?</title><content type='html'>TODAY FELT SO GREAT! Woke up with over 10 missed calls, missed PW meeting. Ok so went online, webcam-ed with PW mates, went back to sleep. I really didn't contribute anything this time am very guilty but I was really tired. Looked horrible on webcam.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then slacked during afternoon after lunch, watched Friends for the thousandth time, then tried studying but was really lazy this time so back to bed.. till 730. Dinner, watched Horton (really quite nice) and started trying Circular Motion and OMG I could do the tutorials felt REALLY accomplished. You know, I really think that I can only study after 10pm at night. Like everytime I do work late at night I work very efficiently. Unfortunately school can't suit my weird body clock. Maybe I should study elsewhere where night is day :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am currently waiting for the rest of the Liverpool photos in that dslr darn the files are effing huge I'm going to leave my computer to idle and start mugging something. I JUST HAVE THE MOOD TO MUG NOW.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... and I know tomorrow morning will be hell. Definitely; sigh.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29303705-1679562620625169060?l=anotherprojectmayhem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29303705/posts/default/1679562620625169060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29303705/posts/default/1679562620625169060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotherprojectmayhem.blogspot.com/2009/08/was-i-sleepy-or-lazy.html' title='Was I sleepy or just plain lazy?'/><author><name>Natalie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29303705.post-1026313762084678187</id><published>2009-08-01T21:43:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-08-01T22:30:03.235+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hello August.</title><content type='html'>The best piece of advice for me now is most probably "Chill, seriously".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am so tired (and am really tired of saying this). I am lacking so much sleep because I need ALOT of sleep. Like 10 hours a day please. I really need to study but I've been procrastinating. And I really hate this word because the more I mention it the more it's instilled in me. Really, it's very annoying.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am trying to fit into the new situation I'm in. Choir, Studies, and more. Currently I am not fitting in well, because well yes (refers to first para) I have been flustering and maybe raise my voice at people occasionally. Not that I'm trying to be annoying, but with so many things filled in my mind how do I prioritise? Everything's important, everything comes first, so yes I may be making wrong decisions at times, so forgive. Not my fault that I'm busy. Anyway this isn't directed to anyone at all it's just how I'm feeling about myself. But sooner or later people are not going to tolerate my short temper.. I better be nicer. I am nice ok, just needs to be nicer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The one good thing about now is I have people to tell things to, to talk to. But I still don't feel much better or anything. I've been neglecting too many people. When they say "Hi" I'd say "Later.." And later never comes. I didn't forget, I just remember them too late.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel very caught in between at times. Am trying to dispose of all negativity that's revolving my mind now. Instead of disposing my good friends for another group of new ones. I can always have the best of both worlds, am not giving one up for the other.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been comtemplating much too. I'm trying really hard to make things work. Now I am pretty sure of what I want. Awesome grades, awesome Choir, awesome friends. What limited vocab right lols. This is really all that I'm looking for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JC sucks? Not exactly, I can see myself growing. But not that mature yet of course, as you can judge from this entry. Yes, I'm still childish. Been extremely busy lately especially ever since I became a comm member. But it's always the sense of urgency that keeps me working. Not sure if this is a healthy thing, but whatever it is, as long as I'm enjoying what I'm doing. Handling scores isn't exactly a leisure, but it's being part of the committee. We still have plenty to learn, to work on. I think first and foremost, everyone has to be mature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need sleep. Only on Saturday nights can I sleep later than usual. Unfortunately, there's PW discussion tomorrow. I'll see, I'm really tired. So tired that nowadays you can see me sleeping in ANY positions, which includes sitting in upright posture or even during Video screening in the National Museum. I can sort of sleep while standing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See, I NEED SLEEP GOODNIGHT.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29303705-1026313762084678187?l=anotherprojectmayhem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29303705/posts/default/1026313762084678187'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29303705/posts/default/1026313762084678187'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotherprojectmayhem.blogspot.com/2009/08/its-august.html' title='Hello August.'/><author><name>Natalie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29303705.post-662495368138785049</id><published>2009-07-30T20:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-30T22:02:03.848+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Overdue but they're still here.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you read this space recent enough, you'll know what these pictures are for.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/5335_108177429009_619404009_2335027.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/5335_108177444009_619404009_2335029.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/5335_108177454009_619404009_2335031.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/5335_108177534009_619404009_2335045.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/5335_108177544009_619404009_2335047.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/5335_108177654009_619404009_2335068.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/5335_108177659009_619404009_2335069.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/5335_108177699009_619404009_2335076.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/5335_108177719009_619404009_2335080.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/5335_108177869009_619404009_2335109.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/IMG_2619.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/IMG_2679.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/6090_1211407365361_1234050734_30622.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/6090_1211407405362_1234050734_30622.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know I know my current hairdo is really annoying. Like super O-levels-period kind of hairstyle. Aiyah not entirely my fault. KNOW WHAT? IM FINALLY GROWING PIMPLES.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S. Not really a good thing, BY THE WAY.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Point is, yeah lah need to pin up fringe. Choir also need this hairstyle, so might as well 24/7 this hairstyle. Haha.. Plus it's much more comfortable than fringe covering eye. Comfort comes first, not like I look awesome with long fringe covering eye anyway~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life's been really busy, and I feel &lt;strong&gt;really lethargic &lt;/strong&gt;sometimes, like those where I can just collapse. In a more rational way, I just fall asleep whereever I may be. Seriously. It's like SIMS, if you play. Ok what the hell am I talking about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now that I'm much busier with Choir, academics, PW, etc... I actually feel better. I don't feel so much like a slacker anymore, and when I get things done I just love feeling that sense of achievement :) Of course, there's still plenty of things to do, and I really need alot of support and all. Anyway I really love this Choir batch now. Feel like everyone's contributing and supporting one another, we're bonding quite well now :) Just saying~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes today I had my first Detention class in AC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hee&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29303705-662495368138785049?l=anotherprojectmayhem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29303705/posts/default/662495368138785049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29303705/posts/default/662495368138785049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotherprojectmayhem.blogspot.com/2009/07/overdue-but-theyre-still-here.html' title='Overdue but they&apos;re still here.'/><author><name>Natalie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29303705.post-8371328149723143051</id><published>2009-07-26T23:31:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T00:01:16.741+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='football rocks'/><title type='text'>You'll never walk alone.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Liverpool FC 5 - 0 Singapore.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/IMG_2770.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/IMG_2764.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;We camped since 4pm at the National Stadium, we wore our jerseys, we ate, I regretted not bringing DRINKS, we got free match scarfs each, we watched as everyone cursed and swore at people wearing Man Utd jerseys (there can only be one Red around scoot off Devils), we learned the Liverpool songs, we watched the match which &lt;strong&gt;TORRES, Alonso, Mascherano, Reina, Carragher, Reira&lt;/strong&gt; etc played, we watched Liverpool score&lt;strong&gt; 5&lt;/strong&gt; times, we sang You'll Never Walk Alone, tonight's really the &lt;strong&gt;best&lt;/strong&gt; night.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The atmosphere you feel here can never be felt on ESPN or Football Ch. When you are part of the crowd, when you are the one at the bleechers waving that scarf, you really feel part of Liverpool FC.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fan of Liverpool FC &lt;em&gt;FOREVER AND ALWAYS.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hahahahaha btw noticed there was a number 8 in Liverpool? We kept calling him fake Gerrard cuz we really don't know who he is. And we kept calling out to Xabi Alonso, DON'T LEAVE LIVERPOOL for like Real Madrid!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;P.S. More pictures will be up as soon as I'm free enough. I still have school tomorrow, if you realise. Sigh really haven't done ANY homework revision whatsoever this weekend. AS YOU CAN SEE, I have been rather busy. This weekend's probably gonna be the most eventful, most enjoyable weekend so far this year :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29303705-8371328149723143051?l=anotherprojectmayhem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29303705/posts/default/8371328149723143051'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29303705/posts/default/8371328149723143051'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotherprojectmayhem.blogspot.com/2009/07/youll-never-walk-alone.html' title='You&apos;ll never walk alone.'/><author><name>Natalie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29303705.post-5849351008246665339</id><published>2009-07-25T23:13:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-26T00:21:18.094+08:00</updated><title type='text'>J2 Farewell + NDP Preview!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/6171_103670101187_523461187_2320731.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;(NOT MINE.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My friend's friend's. OMG..... ENVY. CAN YOU IMAGINE HOW PRICELESS THIS SHIRT IS?!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday @ Novena Velocity to see Torres + Carra!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/IMG_2522.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/IMG_2523.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/IMG_2524.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/IMG_2525.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My current Choir pres drew this!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/IMG_2528.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/IMG_2563.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/IMG_2564.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More pictures on Choir J2 Farewell another time, because most pictures are in other cameras..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NDP Preview today was really really good! It's a whole new different feeling when sitting there, witnessing the performances, the fireworks, EVERYTHING. I totally felt a sense of belonging lah! Dr. Tan is a genius, he created the musical stuffs! And YES we heard our voices and it's damn nice can! LOL and HAHA not forgetting FREE goodie bag! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/IMG_2608.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/IMG_2609.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/IMG_2673.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just some really nice pictures taken, again more pictures will be up after getting more from other cameras.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;---------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;This morning I woke up as sick as last night. Ended up coming to school nonetheless, NOT that I'm socially irresponsible, but I just was having a bad migraine problem and shivering on the way to school. No fever flu whatsoever okay lols.... The J2 Choir Farewell went well, and I must say our late nights in school for several days paid off :) I really salute the J2 batch because they have really shown us how we should grow and learn in the Choir. Never have I cried so badly in a choir farewell. The speeches given were all so truthful and sincere, and the teachers got emotional too. In the choir room, we really are like this family. The sense of belonging inside the Choir is really awesome.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Then today the Sop SL told me she was really proud of me. It really surprised me because we haven't really talked much before. It was probably the most sincere, inspiring thing said by her to me (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;And then the Alto SL whom I hardly really talked to also came up to me and said she thinks I'll do a good job as a leader in Choir. I mean, I don't know how to put it.... when your leaders tell you this, it really inspires you to really work towards doing a good job in your role (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I sometimes really doubt myself as a comm member. I really have plenty of flaws and I'm really tired. But being in the committee will give me alot of experience. I really hope to mature much from this Choir. The teachers are really the best cca teachers you can ever ask for. The amount they give to us is infinite, they changed almost every senior into committed choristers and great singers. Most of the seniors were like us, J1s... "Wanna quit choir. Omg long hours, so tiring..! 10 minute rule?!" But they have all grown to become true role models and stepped out of this Choir as a much better person.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;I will miss the J2s... :\ Will have to start working on my voice no more backups from J2s! I think our batch has potential too though, really love seeing the J1s now coming together, helping each other and contributing. I am really beginning to like our batch :) We're not all boring muggerish people!!&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;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;LIVERPOOL FC VS SINGAPORE MATCH TOMORROW!!!!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29303705-5849351008246665339?l=anotherprojectmayhem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29303705/posts/default/5849351008246665339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29303705/posts/default/5849351008246665339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotherprojectmayhem.blogspot.com/2009/07/j2-farewell-ndp-preview.html' title='J2 Farewell + NDP Preview!'/><author><name>Natalie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29303705.post-4087249671011133489</id><published>2009-07-24T21:32:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T21:41:26.973+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I SAW LIVERPOOL'S #09 FERNANDO TORRES!!!!</title><content type='html'>AT VELOCITY TODAY!!! Saw him for five seconds, &lt;strong&gt;five golden seconds&lt;/strong&gt;. Saw Carragher too :D Much thanks to Rachelle for telling me Torres would be coming to Velocity!! Almost went to Jurong Point, AHHHH no regrets!! Love Torres' hair.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't wait for Liverpool match on Sunday! I am having a headache now and I really hope I won't fall sick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow will be a darn busy day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Morning: Choir J2 Farewell.&lt;br /&gt;Evening: NDP Preview Show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday's THE DAY to look forward to.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I CANNOT FALL ILL.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29303705-4087249671011133489?l=anotherprojectmayhem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29303705/posts/default/4087249671011133489'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29303705/posts/default/4087249671011133489'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotherprojectmayhem.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-saw-torres.html' title='I SAW LIVERPOOL&apos;S #09 FERNANDO TORRES!!!!'/><author><name>Natalie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29303705.post-7361092539581945695</id><published>2009-07-23T22:26:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T22:46:09.032+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;IM GOING TO STALK LIVERPOOL FC.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Tomorrow: Jurong Point&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Saturday: Clarke Quay&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sunday: MATCH FOR REAL.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Best EPL team ever. I am super upset Gerrard Alonso and Mascherano won't be here but TORRES IS AND ALL IS GOOD STILL.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harry Potter is really O...K.... No action whatsoever, just some lame harry-ginny hermione-ron thingy. But when Dumbledore died it was very tragic. I thought Draco Malfoy would look nicer but he looks so OLD now! :( Snape is still very cool though he abracadabra-ed(?) Dumbledore. Sure got motive one... But I'm not a Harry Potter reader so I shall wait for Deathly Hallow! :) IT BETTER BE GOOD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going for NDP Preview this Saturday with the Choir! After our J2 Farewell :) Complementary tickets. Imma be there to hear our voices 9 times and get the free goodie bag HAHA awesomez&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BYE I need to get some work done tonight. I'M BUSY WITH EXTRA-CURRICULAR STUFFS AND NOT SO MUCH ON MY ACADEMICS URGH BAD.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;By the way Mum's currently having some course now and now she knows how tough, boring classes can be, and how inevitable it can be to cheat in tests sometimes. But I think she's still enjoying it overall. Learning is fun, it's the homework and tests that can lose our appetite to learn more. Like mother like daughter.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29303705-7361092539581945695?l=anotherprojectmayhem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29303705/posts/default/7361092539581945695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29303705/posts/default/7361092539581945695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotherprojectmayhem.blogspot.com/2009/07/im-going-to-stalk-liverpool-fc.html' title=''/><author><name>Natalie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29303705.post-4466228172294606892</id><published>2009-07-22T23:24:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-23T00:05:39.374+08:00</updated><title type='text'>OH WEEM OH WAY</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/IMG_2513.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;NE LEARNING JOURNEY TO THE NATIONAL MUSEUM.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/IMG_2330.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/IMG_2333-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/IMG_2342.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/IMG_2346.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/IMG_2359.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/IMG_2362.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/IMG_2363.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/IMG_2389.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/IMG_2395.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/IMG_2430.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/IMG_2431.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/IMG_2433.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/IMG_2435.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/IMG_2457.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/IMG_2459.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/IMG_2461.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/IMG_2462.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;THE ULTIMATE CHEENAPIANG CLASS OF SB3! :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/IMG_2466.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/IMG_2465.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/IMG_2484.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/IMG_2486.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/IMG_2488.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/IMG_2494.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/IMG_2498.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/IMG_2506.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/IMG_2507.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/IMG_2512.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Potobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/IMG_2514.jpg" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/6140_102854745884_731365884_2194671.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amanda wasn't here today :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Quote of the day:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;"(with Forest Gump accent)....My mama told me life is like a yun tun mian...Can I have two bowls of yun tun mian? YeeeeeHAW."&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Justin.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;What he said to the auntie selling wanton noodles. HAHA oh yessss wanton noodles @ Sunshine Plaze are AWESOME!! I remember my first time there with lao peng yous Eeron Chinyu Queenie Sihwee hehehehe&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;BUSY BUSY BUSY BUSY BUSY BUSY BUSY BUSY&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been busy with Choir Farewell, comm meetings, yada yada. Time always seem to run out really fast lately, one minute it's morning and the next it's 12mn. But still am happy with the comm, so far so good :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;TIRED TIRED TIRED TIRED TIRED TIRED TIRED&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly I am not really looking forward to the Liverpool match now. Effing screwed up please, Gerrard not coming, Torres not really playing, Alonso you better not go to Real Madrid. My money is well wasted, I watch who play sia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a lighter note, tomorrow will be finally watching Half Blood Prince!! Heard from everywhere that it &lt;em&gt;sucks&lt;/em&gt;, book's better, characters're not well developed etc. OH WELLS it's still &lt;strong&gt;Harry Potter&lt;/strong&gt;-- a must-watch in theatres.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first wisdom tooth is GROWING! Bottom right one. Hahahaha am fiddling with it since this morning I hope it grows out well and not need extraction because I heard it's really painful. urgh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ANYWAY did you see the solar eclipse?! I didn't! I didn't even make it home in time to see it on TV :( What to do.. I'll have to wait for 500 years later, till then.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;You know you love me, xoxo&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29303705-4466228172294606892?l=anotherprojectmayhem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29303705/posts/default/4466228172294606892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29303705/posts/default/4466228172294606892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotherprojectmayhem.blogspot.com/2009/07/oh-weem-oh-way.html' title='OH WEEM OH WAY'/><author><name>Natalie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29303705.post-1080258558148931141</id><published>2009-07-20T23:32:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T23:46:09.503+08:00</updated><title type='text'>DARLING DARLING STAND BY ME.... I WANT NOBODY NOBODY BUT YOU!!...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/46e85PzCnAo&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/46e85PzCnAo&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/BO6WWUE8EDI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0"&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/BO6WWUE8EDI&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FREAKING COOL I WANNA DO THIS ACAPELLA!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Initially felt out of place, but after that I'm beginning to settle in and be part of them :) Am looking forward to spending the best college life EVER.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29303705-1080258558148931141?l=anotherprojectmayhem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29303705/posts/default/1080258558148931141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29303705/posts/default/1080258558148931141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotherprojectmayhem.blogspot.com/2009/07/darling-darling-stand-by-me.html' title='DARLING DARLING STAND BY ME.... I WANT NOBODY NOBODY BUT YOU!!...'/><author><name>Natalie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29303705.post-4283895796049086408</id><published>2009-07-19T23:28:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-20T00:15:42.934+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The pressure's rising.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/6140_102854770884_731365884_2194674.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the point where my life begins to suck abit but nonetheless I'm not going to transform into some emo freak whining about my daily shithole lifestyle. Instead I'll filter out the misery and blog about things to smile about. I shall start off with some pictures from last.. Thursday. B.t.w. It was planned as a Girls' Night Out but it changed to Kebabz + Mars Ballz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/6140_102854580884_731365884_2194646.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sometimes I feel we're all boring people with really nothing to do and so we just stone and wait for time to just pass by, too unbothered to move on and do stuffs *stares at pile of homework always left for &lt;em&gt;tomorrow&lt;/em&gt;* See it's 12 midnight and I'm still looking for the perfect EOM article. Every article I've browsed just doesn't seem good enough. Googled a hundred times today. Sigh...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/6140_102854665884_731365884_2194659.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/6140_102854690884_731365884_2194662.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/6140_102854670884_731365884_2194660.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/6140_102854680884_731365884_2194661.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/6140_102854720884_731365884_2194668.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I got into the Choir Comm. It's R&amp;amp;R (admin). I foresee busy days ahead, but sometimes I prefer this because busy schedules force me to study and not slack my free time away.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Gerrard isn't going to come to Singapore so technically, liverpool fc match tickets are no longer worth 88 dollars to me. It's really disappointing because Gerrard's the main player. Luckily Torres is still coming, otherwise I'm getting my money back. I'm not like some hardcore Liverpool fan it's really just about Stevie G and Torres. Unlike the guy in the papers who prefers Liverpool to his wife like NEVER will I get a husband who thinks this way.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I thought I would have time to catch up on old movies I've missed last time this week, but I guess this plan is impossible already, considering I really am super packed for next week.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I want to have a picnic soon. Just some big place for me to run around. That's all I'm asking for, I just need to let loose soon I'm losing my mind, nerves, life.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29303705-4283895796049086408?l=anotherprojectmayhem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29303705/posts/default/4283895796049086408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29303705/posts/default/4283895796049086408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotherprojectmayhem.blogspot.com/2009/07/pressures-rising.html' title='The pressure&apos;s rising.'/><author><name>Natalie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29303705.post-2729439432690825936</id><published>2009-07-15T20:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-15T21:10:38.378+08:00</updated><title type='text'>muse.</title><content type='html'>Terms are long over but the feeling now's worse than waiting for the results. Lectures are becoming drier to the throat like some northern wind blow and I'm really lagging behind tutorials like never before. It's mainly because by the time I'm home my eyes are already half-shut. After dinner, my brains can do nothing further but turn on my laptop and surf aimlessly on the Internet. I've stopped reading blogs because they are becoming really boring to me. No offence though. My blog isn't some entertainment either anyway. Even Facebook quizzes are a total waste of time to me now although I should've known that long before. ANYWAY, point is I can't do anything productive after school at home now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically, &lt;strong&gt;I'm tired.&lt;/strong&gt; And this is in fact an understatement. My only plan is to pay attention in class the best I can and revise my work only during weekends. Weekdays are left to sleep. I tried sleeping 10+ hours during weekends and 5 hours during weekdays but this only made me lazier and more sleepy :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Choir comm interview was on Monday and I need not elaborate on how embarrassing it was. I literally made the interviewers jump out of their seats. Anyway it wasn't any proud moment but I sure spoke the truth and I just hope for the best choir comm 09/10 with or without me many of us really have great potential.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I miss being an East sider again. Kallang LeisurePark with Hannah and Qingling yesterday after school made me nostalgic. I remember the times spent at the free-drink-refills KFC outlet, the ice-skating, kbox, movie, arcade.... All that I've done in the East in the past. Truthfully I still dislike hanging out in the West side it's really not as fun as the East.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh................... I feel lousy. Not the grades. As a person myself.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29303705-2729439432690825936?l=anotherprojectmayhem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29303705/posts/default/2729439432690825936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29303705/posts/default/2729439432690825936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotherprojectmayhem.blogspot.com/2009/07/muse.html' title='muse.'/><author><name>Natalie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29303705.post-6821043925044056038</id><published>2009-07-12T16:15:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T16:51:06.994+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The day the earth stood still.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/6609_109596437413_500877413_2605331.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/6609_109596447413_500877413_2605333.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/S1050325.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/S1050344.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/S1050348.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/S1050325.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/S1050349.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/6609_109596972413_500877413_2605346.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/6609_109596957413_500877413_2605343.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/S1050342.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/S1050346.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/S1050347.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/S1050333.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/S1050352.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/S1050353.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/S1050358.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/S1050364.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/6609_109597562413_500877413_2605359.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/S1050323.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was reallyyy great as expected! Wellll despite the rain trying to spoil our fun we still got our fun. I got my he ji baos, ate really good food, and best of all, it was really nice seeing all of them again. Everyone's still the same.. qingru the motherly, kevin the "Let me handle it", clarissa and I the "er.. what's going on?" LOL and the yellow piece of paper Kevin used for our board meeting was our shopping list, AHH THE DAYS~ So many of us turned up :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And later on Clarissa Debi and I decided to leave earlier for Nightfest flea, despite the rain (rain won't stop anything haha) I broke Debi's umbrella, bought a dress and a ring. Hahaha my collegiate ah, people in flea recognise one ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Sigh promised myself to do homework today. So I shall........... Choir comm interview is tomorrow, 5.30pm @ Music Centre. I'm feeling nervous, but any interview makes me nervous. GAH wish me luck. No matter what the results turn out, I'm still a happy AC choir member :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;P.S. I NEED TO GET A LIVERPOOL JERSEY FOR THE MATCH NEXT NEXT SUNDAY!!! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29303705-6821043925044056038?l=anotherprojectmayhem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29303705/posts/default/6821043925044056038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29303705/posts/default/6821043925044056038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotherprojectmayhem.blogspot.com/2009/07/day-earth-stood-still.html' title='The day the earth stood still.'/><author><name>Natalie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29303705.post-994739103641730978</id><published>2009-07-12T00:37:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-12T00:41:28.345+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Falling slowly</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/CoSL_qayMCc&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/CoSL_qayMCc&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="480" height="385"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AM SUPER IN LOVE WITH THIS SONG. I watched this vid and rmbred that movie I watched before halfway on Star Movies. Didn't know they sang this great song. Awesomeeeee!!! Imma learn this till after Promos we jam this with piano and acoustic guitar accompanyments! Woohoooo this is the ONE song I must jam by this year. Second choice: 21 guns. But Falling Slowly first!! Hahahahaha I even have the score now, to learn the song note by note :)))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29303705-994739103641730978?l=anotherprojectmayhem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29303705/posts/default/994739103641730978'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29303705/posts/default/994739103641730978'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotherprojectmayhem.blogspot.com/2009/07/falling-slowly.html' title='Falling slowly'/><author><name>Natalie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29303705.post-8284542929014958144</id><published>2009-07-11T10:53:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-11T11:04:05.732+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Now I hate weekends.</title><content type='html'>Except for today, cuz it's EXCO BBQ @ DEBO'S HOUSE OH YEAH.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna get a Liverpool jersey too!! MATCH IS VERY SOON IM SO EXCITED!!! :)))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29303705-8284542929014958144?l=anotherprojectmayhem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29303705/posts/default/8284542929014958144'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29303705/posts/default/8284542929014958144'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotherprojectmayhem.blogspot.com/2009/07/now-i-hate-weekends.html' title='Now I hate weekends.'/><author><name>Natalie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29303705.post-4237856629078082096</id><published>2009-07-08T20:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T21:32:05.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm so sorleh~</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;To serve or not to serve?&lt;/em&gt; Run or not for committee?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been making very huge decisions lately. Too much for me to handle :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All I know is, I'm a student who ultimately wants the best college life and best results.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA kbox today was fun. First time singing totally ENGLISH songs, haha apparently no one wants to look like nsk. Wlau only I was willing to sing some chinese songs hahaha NI GUANG -- the song I sing for every karaoke session ^^ English songs there were quite updated too, they have Love Game, BOOM BOOM POW HAHAHA... not just the BSB or Popularized MVs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm really happy that I passed my Chem and Econs papers (: And scored an imba grade for GP essay HEHE. Of course, the other term papers as predicted will be the ones with red ink on my report card. Happy enough to have done quite well already lah I know my standards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so glad I cleared things up today. Finally removed the awkwardness, the pensive modes, etc. Hahaha now that things are back to normal, I really love where I am now, the awesome friends I have. Must cherish much these people are really important.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29303705-4237856629078082096?l=anotherprojectmayhem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29303705/posts/default/4237856629078082096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29303705/posts/default/4237856629078082096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotherprojectmayhem.blogspot.com/2009/07/im-so-sorleh.html' title='i&apos;m so sorleh~'/><author><name>Natalie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29303705.post-4578148929095602961</id><published>2009-07-07T21:26:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-07T21:57:52.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Did you stand too close to the fire?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 349px; HEIGHT: 393px" border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/gowithyourgut.jpg" width="507" height="562" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sigh. Believe me, I'm unusually this &lt;em&gt;emo&lt;/em&gt;...tional.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;When you're at the end of the road&lt;br /&gt;And you lost all sense of control&lt;br /&gt;And your thoughts have taken their toll&lt;br /&gt;When your mind breaks the spirit of your soul&lt;br /&gt;Your faith walks on broken glass&lt;br /&gt;And the hangover doesn't pass&lt;br /&gt;Nothing's ever built to last&lt;br /&gt;You're in ruins.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-21 Guns, Green Day.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;-------------------------------&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;On the brighter side,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I realised Chippy has this really yummy Mars Balls ice cream that's really awesome!! HAHA used to reject Chippy so much cuz the food there are cheesy. AS IN REALLY WITH LOTSA CHEESE. But the fish the one earlier mentioned looks good :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah, maybe one day when you have nothing interesting to do, you should try good food from around Singapore. There's so much I've yet to taste. And now that I finally don't reject chilli as much as before, I can finally try a WIDER variety of good food haha yey.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough said overall I'm still emo SIGHZZZ&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29303705-4578148929095602961?l=anotherprojectmayhem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29303705/posts/default/4578148929095602961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29303705/posts/default/4578148929095602961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotherprojectmayhem.blogspot.com/2009/07/did-you-stand-too-close-to-fire.html' title='Did you stand too close to the fire?'/><author><name>Natalie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29303705.post-3335718993115289311</id><published>2009-07-06T22:44:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-06T23:09:47.965+08:00</updated><title type='text'>oh look next holiday is long way to go</title><content type='html'>I can't believe I walked across 4 mrt stations (Dhoby Ghaut to Newton) today. HAHAHA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And Transformers 2 wasn't that good lah! Overrated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY tmr I can finally use my Dayo file!!!! :DD I'm acting like a freaking 8 year old but HAHA the file is seriously too cute woohoo nothing much to store for tomorrow though! Maybe a thermometer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Btw I stopped using my gecko pencilbox HAHA nah it's not cute anymore.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29303705-3335718993115289311?l=anotherprojectmayhem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29303705/posts/default/3335718993115289311'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29303705/posts/default/3335718993115289311'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotherprojectmayhem.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-cant-believe-i-walked-across-4-mrt.html' title='oh look next holiday is long way to go'/><author><name>Natalie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29303705.post-8021206281640986145</id><published>2009-07-05T14:39:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T14:41:48.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Good Girls Go Bad.</title><content type='html'>I know how crazy I am with this song, but I really love Cobra Starship!! And that gossip girl too(: Hehehe cool music vid too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="640" height="385"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/kGqUYuMuGPQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0"&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/kGqUYuMuGPQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="640" height="385"&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/29303705-8021206281640986145?l=anotherprojectmayhem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29303705/posts/default/8021206281640986145'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29303705/posts/default/8021206281640986145'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotherprojectmayhem.blogspot.com/2009/07/blog-post.html' title='Good Girls Go Bad.'/><author><name>Natalie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29303705.post-3065470767149279164</id><published>2009-07-04T16:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-05T14:21:45.682+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:180%;"&gt;I LOVE YOU, MAN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/5734_126525177138_591332138_3416160.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/5734_126525092138_591332138_3416147.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/5734_126525152138_591332138_3416156.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOOOOOO POOL PRO ;D (but according to Justin, the lousiest ever &lt;em&gt;TYCO ONLY&lt;/em&gt;) Yah right this is only my THIRD time playing ok. Everyone see my play will jawdrop @ my proness. HAHAHAHA OK IM BOASTING ANYONE WANA CHALLENGE ME? ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/5734_126525112138_591332138_3416149.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/5734_126525127138_591332138_3416151.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/5734_126525102138_591332138_3416148.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/5734_126525132138_591332138_3416152.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/5734_126525142138_591332138_3416154.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/5734_126525187138_591332138_3416162.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA dress code was supposed to be AA but we all didn't AA much in the end. Ate Kebab chicken roll for lunch and it's really damn good!! Must try, it's near Paradiz. Watched &lt;strong&gt;I Love You, &lt;em&gt;Man&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; which was vulgar and hilarious LOL rest of the day was spent talking shit. Then Justin suddenly got bulimic and felt nauseous and cabbed home then we continued playing pool hahahahahahaha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RT self: I NEED GYM WORKOUT!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29303705-3065470767149279164?l=anotherprojectmayhem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29303705/posts/default/3065470767149279164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29303705/posts/default/3065470767149279164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotherprojectmayhem.blogspot.com/2009/07/i-love-you-man.html' title=''/><author><name>Natalie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29303705.post-35405280412746926</id><published>2009-07-02T23:43:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-03T00:59:17.609+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Baby I know that you like me, you can be my wifey :)</title><content type='html'>Terms are over, Terms are now the past, so &lt;em&gt;MOVING ON...&lt;/em&gt; I should be entitled to play for awhile, before I get back the grades and start regretting tons of things. Actually there's really nothing much to regret, I did my best, mugged 1/4 my June holidays... It's really all about the brain. So bottomline, fail/pass, is kinda my standard for now. Just hope that candidate 0548 continues to next year. SSP SPP I don't care, just not another year.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img border="0" alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/LastdayofTerms09-1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am really looking forward to Exco bbq!!! Eh I don't know if I should swim lah! I can wade in the waters but I can't tread on water :( Swim PE doesn't make me a swimmer ok LOL wrong conception there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAHA my movie craves are back again! Movies to catch: Harry Potter, Time Traveller's Wife, Inglorious Bastards, My Sister's Keeper, Up, Fame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yah, &lt;strong&gt;Happy Birthday Lindsay Lohan!&lt;/strong&gt; :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29303705-35405280412746926?l=anotherprojectmayhem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29303705/posts/default/35405280412746926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29303705/posts/default/35405280412746926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotherprojectmayhem.blogspot.com/2009/07/baby-i-know-that-you-like-me-you-can-be.html' title='Baby I know that you like me, you can be my wifey :)'/><author><name>Natalie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29303705.post-4293960594610857530</id><published>2009-06-27T23:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-27T23:44:11.249+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Haha DISNEY~</title><content type='html'>Two songs for you guys. Both by Disney stars, Disney couples/ex-couples. Anyway, HAHA loves it when they try to convey messages to each other via songs. Remember 7 Things? SHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1) Much Better (Jonas' song for Taylor Swift)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a rep for breaking hearts&lt;br /&gt;Now I'm done with superstars&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;And all the tears on her guitar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;I'm not bitter&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I see everything I'd ever need&lt;br /&gt;Is the girl in front of me&lt;br /&gt;She's much better&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wanna fly with you&lt;br /&gt;Tear up the sky with you&lt;br /&gt;You're much better&lt;br /&gt;I wanna fight with you&lt;br /&gt;Make up tonight with you&lt;br /&gt;You're much better&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now I've got some enemies&lt;br /&gt;And they're all friends suddenly&lt;br /&gt;BFF's eternally&lt;br /&gt;I'm not bitter&lt;br /&gt;I believe that the road that people lead&lt;br /&gt;Helps you find the one you need&lt;br /&gt;You're much better&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;2) Before The Storm (Miley &amp;amp; Nick's duet)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miley:&lt;br /&gt;I know this isn't what I wanted&lt;br /&gt;I never thought it'd come this far&lt;br /&gt;Just thinking back to where we started&lt;br /&gt;And how we lost all that we are&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nick:&lt;br /&gt;We were young and times were easy&lt;br /&gt;But I could see it's not the same&lt;br /&gt;I'm standing here but you don't see me&lt;br /&gt;I'd give it all for that to change&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I don't want to lose her&lt;br /&gt;Don't wanna let her go&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miley:&lt;br /&gt;I'm standing out in the rain&lt;br /&gt;I need to know if it's over&lt;br /&gt;Cause I will leave you alone&lt;br /&gt;Nick:&lt;br /&gt;Flooded with all this pain&lt;br /&gt;Knowing that I'll never hold her&lt;br /&gt;Both:&lt;br /&gt;Like I did before the storm (yeah)&lt;br /&gt;Before the storm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nick:&lt;br /&gt;With every strike of lightning&lt;br /&gt;Miley:&lt;br /&gt;Comes a memory that lasts&lt;br /&gt;Both:&lt;br /&gt;And not a word is left unspoken&lt;br /&gt;As the thunder starts to crash&lt;br /&gt;Miley:&lt;br /&gt;Maybe I should give up&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miley:&lt;br /&gt;I'm standing out in the rain&lt;br /&gt;I need to know if it's over&lt;br /&gt;Cause I will leave you alone&lt;br /&gt;Nick:&lt;br /&gt;Flooded with all this pain&lt;br /&gt;Knowing that I'll never hold her&lt;br /&gt;Like I did before the storm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Miley:&lt;br /&gt;Trying to keep the lights from going out&lt;br /&gt;Both:&lt;br /&gt;And the clouds from ripping out my broken heart&lt;br /&gt;We always say&lt;br /&gt;A heart is not a whole&lt;br /&gt;Without the one who gets you through the storm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh frankly I love the 2nd song alot. It's damn touching can. Better than the 7 Things I hate about your hair, jeans, whatnots... At least Nick didn't rebut lor still sing duet with Miley now. Nice :)))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29303705-4293960594610857530?l=anotherprojectmayhem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29303705/posts/default/4293960594610857530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29303705/posts/default/4293960594610857530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotherprojectmayhem.blogspot.com/2009/06/haha-disney.html' title='Haha DISNEY~'/><author><name>Natalie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29303705.post-7605457567592598985</id><published>2009-06-26T15:35:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-26T15:51:15.564+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;R.I.P. MJ&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(p.s. Asaph's bday)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Honestly I felt much worse for the death of Steve Irwin. After all, he's a true-blue animal lover and if not for the stupid stingray... Miss his Croc shows.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the other hand, MJ had his problem with &lt;em&gt;kids&lt;/em&gt;. Still, we'll miss his Thriller, his moonwalks, etc. What a loss of great talent.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a lighter note... there's still Adam Lambert!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha Perez @petewentz on twitter: I'm like the McDonald's of the Internet. I'm fine with that. I serve a lot of crap. But I make people happy. And I offer salads.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29303705-7605457567592598985?l=anotherprojectmayhem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29303705/posts/default/7605457567592598985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29303705/posts/default/7605457567592598985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotherprojectmayhem.blogspot.com/2009/06/r.html' title=''/><author><name>Natalie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29303705.post-7769482415238228299</id><published>2009-06-24T22:02:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-24T22:29:51.242+08:00</updated><title type='text'>My low self esteem is at an all time high.</title><content type='html'>Nat + Coffee Bean's Double Chocolate Coffee Ice Blended (quite a mouthful, literally) = Can survive some mugging.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;STILL&lt;/em&gt;, my progress thus far has barely prepared me enough for Terms, let alone being able to enrol into an Ivy League school (&lt;em&gt;with scholarship&lt;/em&gt;) two years later. Sigh too bad we leftys aren't exactly the smartypants..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, motto is still &lt;strong&gt;Play hard, Study hard!&lt;/strong&gt; (note which comes first)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyone wants to spend $100 in Adidas and give me the free gift (Gerrard poster)? Though i already have one at home, that was him 5 years ago :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH WHICH REMINDS ME. July I'll be seeing him real life! Why do I have to wait so long :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Holidays are ending but that doesn't bother me that much. Am not exactly having a whale of a time now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Only The Simpsons can cheer me up right now I'm emo because I don't know what to do with my time now and it's definitely not studying because that's what I've been doing the whole of today and I should stop rambling. The Simpsons it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;signs off,&lt;br /&gt;Nat gone mad&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29303705-7769482415238228299?l=anotherprojectmayhem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29303705/posts/default/7769482415238228299'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29303705/posts/default/7769482415238228299'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotherprojectmayhem.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-low-self-esteem-is-at-all-time-high.html' title='My low self esteem is at an all time high.'/><author><name>Natalie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29303705.post-7170811366609364125</id><published>2009-06-19T21:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-19T23:09:10.052+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I want nobody, nobody but you!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Camp @ Changi Airport for the 2nd time in my life so far. I definitely ate ALOT mugging definitely starves people.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;So I had.................. Mega Burger set from Swensens, McChicken Upsized meal, McFlurry, Toast + Milo @ Ya Kun all in one night. One nigh&lt;strong&gt;t&lt;/strong&gt;. One nigh&lt;strong&gt;t&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I can't really evaluate the effectiveness of the whole dusk-till-dawn mugging session, but I can say it was really fun :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/OVERNIGHTChangiAirportSwineless.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/4896_93867264009_619404009_2104239_.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/4896_93867269009_619404009_2104240_.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/4896_93867294009_619404009_2104245_.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/4896_93867299009_619404009_2104246_.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/4896_93867309009_619404009_2104248_.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/4896_93867424009_619404009_2104266_.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/4896_93867434009_619404009_2104268_.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/4896_93867444009_619404009_2104269_.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/4896_93867359009_619404009_2104255_.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29303705-7170811366609364125?l=anotherprojectmayhem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29303705/posts/default/7170811366609364125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29303705/posts/default/7170811366609364125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotherprojectmayhem.blogspot.com/2009/06/i-want-nobody-nobody-but-you-camp.html' title=''/><author><name>Natalie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29303705.post-5966424149893007020</id><published>2009-06-17T19:56:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-17T21:34:35.322+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Crazy as it sounds, &lt;strong&gt;Siyahamba&lt;/strong&gt; like crack can make you go really high.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;1.5&lt;/em&gt; more weeks. I hate countdowns it's like counting down to 2012. Sweats.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29303705-5966424149893007020?l=anotherprojectmayhem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29303705/posts/default/5966424149893007020'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29303705/posts/default/5966424149893007020'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotherprojectmayhem.blogspot.com/2009/06/crazy-as-it-sounds-siyahamba-like-crack.html' title=''/><author><name>Natalie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29303705.post-6200632927711742808</id><published>2009-06-16T22:28:00.009+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T22:54:25.918+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='humjiz4life'/><title type='text'>Fake photobooth siol</title><content type='html'>HEY am using Chinyu's lappy @ Kovan Macs :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4PQ9MAd1hBk/SjeuxYpkDMI/AAAAAAAACG4/FO-cUlH-FqM/s1600-h/Snapshot_20090616_59.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347935245979356354" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4PQ9MAd1hBk/SjeuxYpkDMI/AAAAAAAACG4/FO-cUlH-FqM/s400/Snapshot_20090616_59.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4PQ9MAd1hBk/SjetRGiyifI/AAAAAAAACFQ/Byd7Pzuvnnk/s1600-h/Snapshot_20090616_18.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347933591851665906" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4PQ9MAd1hBk/SjetRGiyifI/AAAAAAAACFQ/Byd7Pzuvnnk/s400/Snapshot_20090616_18.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4PQ9MAd1hBk/SjeuD8-BsqI/AAAAAAAACGY/wRP6oXg3G6s/s1600-h/Snapshot_20090616_59.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4PQ9MAd1hBk/SjeuYBWPDII/AAAAAAAACGg/8INOd9usOFg/s1600-h/Snapshot_20090616_60.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347934810227543170" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4PQ9MAd1hBk/SjeuYBWPDII/AAAAAAAACGg/8INOd9usOFg/s400/Snapshot_20090616_60.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4PQ9MAd1hBk/SjeuDkNRbRI/AAAAAAAACGQ/Scvt887aUBY/s1600-h/Snapshot_20090616_53.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347934458807938322" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4PQ9MAd1hBk/SjeuDkNRbRI/AAAAAAAACGQ/Scvt887aUBY/s400/Snapshot_20090616_53.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4PQ9MAd1hBk/SjeuDQw25kI/AAAAAAAACGI/xlKPnDbJTuQ/s1600-h/Snapshot_20090616_51.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347934453588485698" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4PQ9MAd1hBk/SjeuDQw25kI/AAAAAAAACGI/xlKPnDbJTuQ/s400/Snapshot_20090616_51.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4PQ9MAd1hBk/SjeuDGq-DfI/AAAAAAAACF4/po0O5ZpBbMk/s1600-h/Snapshot_20090616_41.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347934450879434226" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4PQ9MAd1hBk/SjeuDGq-DfI/AAAAAAAACF4/po0O5ZpBbMk/s400/Snapshot_20090616_41.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4PQ9MAd1hBk/SjeuYdGR6rI/AAAAAAAACGw/rqqv2LHwlPg/s1600-h/Snapshot_20090616_63.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347934817676815026" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4PQ9MAd1hBk/SjeuYdGR6rI/AAAAAAAACGw/rqqv2LHwlPg/s400/Snapshot_20090616_63.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4PQ9MAd1hBk/SjeuDPlYXAI/AAAAAAAACGA/k_sCYGbY6Vw/s1600-h/Snapshot_20090616_44.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347934453271911426" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4PQ9MAd1hBk/SjeuDPlYXAI/AAAAAAAACGA/k_sCYGbY6Vw/s400/Snapshot_20090616_44.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4PQ9MAd1hBk/SjeuYBPLStI/AAAAAAAACGo/lC3BCFDsbr0/s1600-h/Snapshot_20090616_62.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347934810197936850" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4PQ9MAd1hBk/SjeuYBPLStI/AAAAAAAACGo/lC3BCFDsbr0/s400/Snapshot_20090616_62.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4PQ9MAd1hBk/SjetR2ka_II/AAAAAAAACFw/22HbGfAgmuk/s1600-h/Snapshot_20090616_40.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347933604743412866" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4PQ9MAd1hBk/SjetR2ka_II/AAAAAAAACFw/22HbGfAgmuk/s400/Snapshot_20090616_40.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4PQ9MAd1hBk/SjetRv7FtJI/AAAAAAAACFo/P-FTOA51vpA/s1600-h/Snapshot_20090616_27.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347933602959438994" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4PQ9MAd1hBk/SjetRv7FtJI/AAAAAAAACFo/P-FTOA51vpA/s400/Snapshot_20090616_27.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4PQ9MAd1hBk/SjetRlGEqTI/AAAAAAAACFg/dZjq5z5ywMQ/s1600-h/Snapshot_20090616_26.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347933600052717874" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4PQ9MAd1hBk/SjetRlGEqTI/AAAAAAAACFg/dZjq5z5ywMQ/s400/Snapshot_20090616_26.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Natkoh plz end this asap look at my dying batt thx. Ok but I still love u and have treated u ur mcfury so plz dont ask it from me anymore. 2 piece today was fattening and I swear I'll never eat it again for now. All thx to u i'm giving up my diet sigh. EMO LOR.&lt;br /&gt;-Chinyu the saint&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;SUX2B&lt;em&gt;CHIN&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4PQ9MAd1hBk/SjetRbwFFNI/AAAAAAAACFY/R6cyRUkJrvs/s1600-h/Snapshot_20090616_19.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5347933597544551634" style="WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 250px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4PQ9MAd1hBk/SjetRbwFFNI/AAAAAAAACFY/R6cyRUkJrvs/s400/Snapshot_20090616_19.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;P.S. More poser photos available in Chinyu's Acer (teehee not iMac)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29303705-6200632927711742808?l=anotherprojectmayhem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29303705/posts/default/6200632927711742808'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29303705/posts/default/6200632927711742808'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotherprojectmayhem.blogspot.com/2009/06/fake-photobooth-siol.html' title='Fake photobooth siol'/><author><name>Natalie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4PQ9MAd1hBk/SjeuxYpkDMI/AAAAAAAACG4/FO-cUlH-FqM/s72-c/Snapshot_20090616_59.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29303705.post-519635861154003567</id><published>2009-06-16T01:03:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-16T01:43:37.915+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Bugis Street &amp;amp; Plaza Sing, both for a good cause.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/DSCF4397.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/DSCF4373-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/DSCF4413.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/DSCF4419-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/DSCF4417.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/DSCF4467.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Film grain hides pimples :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;PEACE OUT.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29303705-519635861154003567?l=anotherprojectmayhem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29303705/posts/default/519635861154003567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29303705/posts/default/519635861154003567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotherprojectmayhem.blogspot.com/2009/06/bugis-street-plaza-sing-both-for-good.html' title=''/><author><name>Natalie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29303705.post-4423793543393553401</id><published>2009-06-15T01:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-15T01:15:09.113+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Guess who's back, shady's back!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29303705-4423793543393553401?l=anotherprojectmayhem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29303705/posts/default/4423793543393553401'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29303705/posts/default/4423793543393553401'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotherprojectmayhem.blogspot.com/2009/06/guess-whos-back-shadys-back.html' title=''/><author><name>Natalie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29303705.post-7687302007652833327</id><published>2009-06-12T22:41:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T22:59:15.022+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Mid-year resolution: I don't want to be a quitter no more.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29303705-7687302007652833327?l=anotherprojectmayhem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29303705/posts/default/7687302007652833327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29303705/posts/default/7687302007652833327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotherprojectmayhem.blogspot.com/2009/06/mid-year-resolution-i-dont-want-to-be.html' title=''/><author><name>Natalie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29303705.post-5538230873577446731</id><published>2009-06-10T20:38:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-10T21:06:16.445+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i299.photobucket.com/albums/mm293/Ciandros/zits-phonetransform.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MY SENTIMENTS EXACTLY.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sigh by now all my friends will have noticed my phone that's.. basically scrap metal painfully pieced together (missing the 6 button and the slide thingy). Whenever I drop my phone either unintentionally or &lt;em&gt;intentionally&lt;/em&gt;, I am always reluctant to pick it back up wish it ain't mine -__-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thankfully I'm not too clingy to my phone. By now my friends will also have noticed I don't like replying messages either. So hp's &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;not a necessity&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. But it's still very frustrating that the backlight is failing on me and I have to sucker punch my phone once for the backlight to stay there for &lt;em&gt;three seconds&lt;/em&gt; (just enough time to type "the"). So sometimes when I get really really frustrated by this, I resort to typing in chao ah lian short forms. Not that I'm acting cute or what ok, it's really my phone ^^v&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Bottom line is: When plan FINALLY ends (21 months of wait is terribly agonizing) in October, I better find a good phone to last me for two decent years with minimal defects. Come to think of it, maybe it's really not the phone, but the &lt;em&gt;owner&lt;/em&gt;. Maybe butter-finger girl is only worthy of 7-Eleven phones after all.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29303705-5538230873577446731?l=anotherprojectmayhem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29303705/posts/default/5538230873577446731'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29303705/posts/default/5538230873577446731'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotherprojectmayhem.blogspot.com/2009/06/my-sentiments-exactly.html' title=''/><author><name>Natalie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29303705.post-5239029286842664178</id><published>2009-06-09T00:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-09T16:31:11.315+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hey Monday.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/4716_88588465884_731365884_19722-2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/4716_88588515884_731365884_1972265_.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All of us were late today loll well I was the earliest and had to miss two trains while waiting for Amanda! Nonetheless, lunch, gossiping and studying in Burger King were good. Watched Hannah Montana the Movie, which seriously deserves more than &lt;em&gt;2/10&lt;/em&gt; for rating. C'mon it isn't THAT bad. &lt;em&gt;Typical Disney movie, cliche, fairytale ending, cute guy meets girl with alter ego, Hannah/Miley/Hannah/Miley.&lt;/em&gt; These sums up everything, basically. I admit the first part was really terrible, it only got better during the Hoedown Throwdown dance &lt;strong&gt;I REALLY WANT TO LEARN THE MOVES HAHAHA&lt;/strong&gt; but I also dance like an elephant so... Overall 4 stars out of 10 lah. Which also means 4 seats out of 10 seats filled in the theatre we were in.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope you like my new blogskin the old one was too grey and ominous. White is okay, you all say one ah. Reminds me of my previous previous skin which was white and boring too. Till I find a chio bg, it shall remain as this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodnight!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29303705-5239029286842664178?l=anotherprojectmayhem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29303705/posts/default/5239029286842664178'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29303705/posts/default/5239029286842664178'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotherprojectmayhem.blogspot.com/2009/06/hey-monday.html' title='Hey Monday.'/><author><name>Natalie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29303705.post-6877894465386268618</id><published>2009-06-08T02:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T02:39:16.137+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Help</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I need a background too much white is blinding my eyes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29303705-6877894465386268618?l=anotherprojectmayhem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29303705/posts/default/6877894465386268618'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29303705/posts/default/6877894465386268618'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotherprojectmayhem.blogspot.com/2009/06/help.html' title='Help'/><author><name>Natalie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29303705.post-2238496104020457543</id><published>2009-06-06T16:57:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-06T17:25:31.342+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Do you realise that clouds look different everyday</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(breathes in Saturday afternoon air)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahh..........~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cannot be happier! It's been &lt;em&gt;months&lt;/em&gt; since I can actually stay at home on a &lt;strong&gt;Saturday&lt;/strong&gt;. Woke up at &lt;strong&gt;2pm&lt;/strong&gt; today, finally can I sleep till this hour on a Saturday! It's not a healthy thing, but just to allow myself to sleep without an alarm once in a while :) It's not that I hate Choir rehearsals on Saturday (actually a teensy weensy part of this is true), but it's that Saturday at home is just different from the other days at home. Even Sunday afternoons at home don't feel as awesome as Saturday afternoons (reason may be last minute homeworks).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To start off this great &lt;strong&gt;Saturday&lt;/strong&gt;, I had a great home-cooked lunch, watched Rogue the man-eating crocodile movie, ate a banana, did a collage.. I must say, it's been too long since I've done arts and crafts! Made a mess with my Uhu glue and I can't cut papers properly without having to trim off the untidy edges. How I missed the days when I easily got a 96/100 for Art in Secondary Two! Oh wells that &lt;em&gt;was 3 years ago &lt;/em&gt;:(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While searching for good pictures to add to my collage, I was flipping through the stack of postcards my friends back in cchms wrote to me. It was the trend then, to collect free ZO cards at the concourse/outside General Office and just write a note to one another. These cards were so thoughtful, even after reading now. Definitely worth keeping every :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;14 H1N1 cases now in Singapore. Flu pandemic-to-be? :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29303705-2238496104020457543?l=anotherprojectmayhem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29303705/posts/default/2238496104020457543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29303705/posts/default/2238496104020457543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotherprojectmayhem.blogspot.com/2009/06/do-you-realise-that-clouds-look.html' title='Do you realise that clouds look different everyday'/><author><name>Natalie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29303705.post-2517418687183160667</id><published>2009-06-05T22:02:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T23:16:01.206+08:00</updated><title type='text'>chick flicks, sappy songs and late night talks.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;NAT MUGS (Day two!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/DSCF4128.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/DSCF4121.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/DSCF4122.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/DSCF4123.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/DSCF4124.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/DSCF4137.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love taking pictures with colourful clothings! I admit the choice of dress code was a bit on purpose. Haha, but my fringe is in a wreck now..! It's either all over the place or when I pull back there're inevitably super fine loose leftover hair strands which make me look quite weird. Solution A: Gel. Which will damage my hair and make me look too neat and greasy. Solution B: Trim fringe. I haven't cut my hair since January and my hair length hasn't changed much since. I'm dead serious, my hair grows slower than my toe nails so whenever I decide a visit to the hair salon, MUST THINK TWICE/THRICE or I'm stuck with it for months. Sighz see I can even make a fringe out of the loose hair strands left over (refer to last picture above)!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;Oh wells.. makes me look &lt;em&gt;younger&lt;/em&gt; so why not. Hehehe.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;-----------------------------------&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;She searches&lt;br /&gt;for a time so lost&lt;br /&gt;that History herself knows not where it is.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time churns on,&lt;br /&gt;stealing moments;&lt;br /&gt;and has turned his weary back on the one he once loved.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hope still clings&lt;br /&gt;to the ideals&lt;br /&gt;that a forgotten yesterday will breathe renewal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(biggiesophs/lj) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There are days, clear days, pure days, simple days&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The clouds with teddy bear ears&lt;br /&gt;The puddle on the sidewalk underneath a hanging flower basket&lt;br /&gt;The missing button on the back pocket of the guy walking ahead&lt;br /&gt;The discarded cigarette butt on the pavement&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On these days I want to skip on the sidewalk, laugh loudly, hug a passerby&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;With my hair tickling my neck&lt;br /&gt;With my face raised towards the sky&lt;br /&gt;With my iPod blasting tunes into my soul&lt;br /&gt;With my bag carelessly hanging from my shoulder&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(Perfect Days - recycledfaery/lj)&lt;/span&gt;&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/29303705-2517418687183160667?l=anotherprojectmayhem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29303705/posts/default/2517418687183160667'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29303705/posts/default/2517418687183160667'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotherprojectmayhem.blogspot.com/2009/06/chick-flicks-sappy-songs-and-late-night.html' title='chick flicks, sappy songs and late night talks.'/><author><name>Natalie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29303705.post-7578908690603411415</id><published>2009-06-04T22:21:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T01:04:48.240+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Today was recording again but I didn't go this time. Had a really bad flu, been sneezing every half a minute and half the time I'm like "not swine flu please". (Paranoid; as usual)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Read a news report that there's this rumour about "magic herbs" to cure swine flu. Magic herbs= dried grass, weeds and wood shavings. O..k.. thank god for science and western meds. No offence, I am not entirely against TCM. Like, I personally love drinking liang cha and that pao zai wan is really good for stomachache cures! However, not the preserved rhino horns, other funny endangered animal organs that can stimulate this and that, please. What if one day people find out that human liver can cure cancer, will we actually start selling them submerged in jars like pickles too?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha another news report is about this ah long that chopped off a man's limb for not paying his debt. Wow &lt;em&gt;FOR REAL&lt;/em&gt;? I always thought this was just a standard threat posed by the ah longs, and the farthest they'd go would be to hang pig heads on those people's doors or spray red paint all over the place. Even in the many hk dramas I watch the loansharks don't chop limbs. Scary sia, but why can't people go to banks, seriously. Oh yah banks collapsing too, ok everyone's equally desperate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay honestly I'm just trying to do my GP newspaper article collection but instead I'm clicking such interesting news instead. My bad~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, before this Amanda and I did some mugging together and it was darn productive, I must say! Also got really good purchases today, both of us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/DSCF4049.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;The morning look.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/DSCF4054.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/DSCF4055.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/DSCF4057.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/DSCF4058.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAHA IM LIKE HAPPY OR WHAT?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I told you I made good purchases today. People, don't you think that the yellow lizard pencilbox above is cute?!! Amanda doesn't think so :( It's like DAMN CUTE LAH but compartment wise there's room for improvement. I practically had to remove all my fancy markers to squeeze in my other necessary stationeries. Still, it's cute TTM! Applaud Popart for once, Popular's design is actually quite good!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;K Amanda and Joanna are currently bitching about me online and Qingling's currently complaining about some guy. Ciao~&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29303705-7578908690603411415?l=anotherprojectmayhem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29303705/posts/default/7578908690603411415'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29303705/posts/default/7578908690603411415'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotherprojectmayhem.blogspot.com/2009/06/today-was-recording-again-but-i-didnt.html' title=''/><author><name>Natalie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29303705.post-3210968741093982586</id><published>2009-06-03T23:25:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T23:43:07.942+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Best of both worlds.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i364.photobucket.com/albums/oo90/jojonmo/Hannah%20Montana/Hannah-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;ANYONE? :) Showing in cinemas from tomorrow onwards! AHEM I'm not shallow at all please, just because I have the tendency to watch movies with Walt Disney logos doesn't indicate anything. Isn't this a must-watch movie?! Like remember how you used to love watching Hannah Montana when you're &lt;em&gt;younger&lt;/em&gt; (say, one/two years ago LOL) hahahaha&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Recording today was so tiring. You guys better appreciate the songs played during Nat Day this year!! (Sulks) I'm tired... :(&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29303705-3210968741093982586?l=anotherprojectmayhem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29303705/posts/default/3210968741093982586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29303705/posts/default/3210968741093982586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotherprojectmayhem.blogspot.com/2009/06/best-of-both-worlds.html' title='Best of both worlds.'/><author><name>Natalie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://i364.photobucket.com/albums/oo90/jojonmo/Hannah%20Montana/th_Hannah-1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29303705.post-5940401139172733695</id><published>2009-06-03T00:43:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T01:11:50.484+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;//After AN EVENING WITH FRIENDS..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/4165_86566660884_731365884_1943867_.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/4165_86566795884_731365884_1943886_.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/4165_86566800884_731365884_1943887_.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/4165_86566815884_731365884_1943889_.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/4165_86566825884_731365884_1943890_.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/4165_86566885884_731365884_1943902_.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/4165_86566905884_731365884_1943906_.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/4165_86566940884_731365884_1943912_.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;//In school..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/4165_86562630884_731365884_1943763_.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Farewell, good Chem teacher.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/4165_86562695884_731365884_1943774_.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/4165_86562700884_731365884_1943775_.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Haha what the hell..&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;//Back in CCHMS last friday..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/4165_86562710884_731365884_1943777_.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/4165_86562715884_731365884_1943778_.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Mandarin ducks!!! LOL!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/4165_86562745884_731365884_1943784_.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/4165_86562755884_731365884_1943786_.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;//Before econs today..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/4165_86567745884_731365884_1943919_.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hahahaha me + my realllly long neck :O&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/4165_86567780884_731365884_1943924_.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/4165_86567785884_731365884_1943925_.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Good times...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29303705-5940401139172733695?l=anotherprojectmayhem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29303705/posts/default/5940401139172733695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29303705/posts/default/5940401139172733695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotherprojectmayhem.blogspot.com/2009/06/after-evening-with-friends.html' title=''/><author><name>Natalie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29303705.post-9100478608512115812</id><published>2009-06-02T20:59:00.011+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-03T23:22:30.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'>An Evening With Friends 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;//Behind the scenes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Location: dressing room&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_2174.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/IMG_2174.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_2188.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/IMG_2188.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_2193.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/IMG_2193.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_2232.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/IMG_2232.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Sectional leader :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/?action=view&amp;amp;current=IMG_2182.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/IMG_2182.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/?action=view&amp;amp;current=4564_83447454212_662579212_1897764_.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/4564_83447454212_662579212_1897764_.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;font-size:130%;"&gt;K 姐!!!! Thank you for supporting me last night and till 2am the night before. Life was seriously &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;wtf&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; the night before, so glad you were there complaining with me HAHA love you loadss :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;A really big thank you to Jo too, totally vented every shit through that phone call.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Of course, I'm also thanking those who turned up for the concert. Meant so much :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I need to start developing my photographs. Viewing albums and albums of images on the computer just don't give me the sentimental feeling those on real Kodak paper always give. Argh I'm always too lazy. And too poor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;June holidays day one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day started off (reluctantly) with Supermassive Blackhole playing from my handphone. 10.30am. Shut the alarm (now I'm skilled enough to press the right button which doesn't set off the Snooze mode!) and went back to sleep. Woke up, this time half as reluctant. 11.10am. Supposed to meet PW group in school at 12. Fumbled out of bed and did all that's necessary, left house.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2-4.10pm: Econs lesson with ksk. Got back common test papers, which were far from a pass grade. I don't think anyone in class passed, not that I can recall. Sigh. And so Justin slept the entire lesson and woke up just out of the blue to correct ksk's error about facts on Gold. He's been so listening in class, only with eyes closed HAHA nice one. While for the rest of us, it's the other way round.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;Then later were several attempts to do inclined pull-up, then left school (with blisters on my palm owwwww) for a really late lunch at Plaza Sing, and some attempts to read up Econs after that. Attempted to shop at Daiso for awhile, then finally home. 8.25pm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am effing short of money.&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/29303705-9100478608512115812?l=anotherprojectmayhem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29303705/posts/default/9100478608512115812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29303705/posts/default/9100478608512115812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotherprojectmayhem.blogspot.com/2009/06/evening-with-friends-2009.html' title='An Evening With Friends 2009'/><author><name>Natalie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29303705.post-6594819491553030406</id><published>2009-05-31T23:30:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-01T00:31:46.623+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BBQ @ Edward's</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;One love.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/IMG_2084.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/IMG_2090.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's been too long since I last felt this great sense of belonging. Where everyone knows one another so well, and where we all used to study and go through O levels together. Though we're in different cliques, we always come together as an Integritian body and when we do so, we're just massive. We've clinched our medals, awards, results together with great hardship and teamwork. Our class spirit is extraordinary. I always wish that I'm still in 4IT. Life back then in our classroom's simply unforgettable. I always hope that 1SB3 will give me the same feeling, but unfortunately, this class is still unable to bring me the feeling I used to have for a class. Other than the 5 of my good friends in class, I really have nothing else to look forward to in SB3. I have no interest at all in class outings because the personalities here are just different. I want selfless classmates, classmates that spare thoughts for others, classmates who just make your classroom a place like home. The feeling today among 4IT people was pretty distant, yet not as distant as that I am having with my current classmates. This is depressing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh god. I am feeling really upset now. I feel lousy that I am unable to move on properly. Today I realised that a big part of me is still attached to 4 Integrity. So much that I can't even accept my new class at all. Haha nonetheless, I'm glad I came for this bbq. Just to even see my ex-classmates means so much to me now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know this is impossible, but I am praying for a time travel machine. Even if it means splitting atoms or changing the future for stepping on a butterfly, whatever it takes I want to go back to sec 3 and 4 days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok now I'm flustered. I have two tickets I need to sell because people can't come tomorrow and I have so much to do tomorrow before the concert. I AM REALLY FLUSTERED AND IT'S 12.14AM. Why am I not looking forward to the concert tomorrow? I just don't feel ready. Argh!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Too late&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Tonight&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;To drag the past out into the light&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;(One- U2)&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/29303705-6594819491553030406?l=anotherprojectmayhem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29303705/posts/default/6594819491553030406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29303705/posts/default/6594819491553030406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotherprojectmayhem.blogspot.com/2009/05/bbq-edwards.html' title='BBQ @ Edward&apos;s'/><author><name>Natalie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29303705.post-7393049759939733962</id><published>2009-05-30T19:30:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-30T20:39:29.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'>glory glory barcelona :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Am currently appreciating songs that since exist ages ago but people still listen to them today. Namely those by The Beetles, U2, Queen, The Carpenters, so far. I cannot believe I actually refused to accept oldies in the past, they are actually really good! The AC choir alumni sang the acapella version of Penny Lane (which they're gna sing for AEWF) by The Beetles, which was just amazing. Great songs they have there, what talented musicians indeed! Both the alumni and The Beetles :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The alumni choir's really impressive. Today this guy told us he arranges music for American Idol and recently was a background singer for American Idol too! For this season!! We jaw-dropped, I literally did! Just hope he's flu-free LOLS. Which reminds me, I am very concerned with taking public transport nowadays. Ahem typical local you know, see people sneeze/cough without covering their mouths must "TSK" them. LOLL well &lt;em&gt;yah&lt;/em&gt; all these manners issues can be a matter of life and death too for your information. And especially commuters with luggages. Hahaha flu be gone, for the sake of Great Singapore Sale and our much coveted June holidays!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jerome's currently in Barcelona and I am SO ENVIOUS. He says it's 16 degrees out there and the people there are still celebrating their win over Man Utd. AWESOME NOT?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29303705-7393049759939733962?l=anotherprojectmayhem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29303705/posts/default/7393049759939733962'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29303705/posts/default/7393049759939733962'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotherprojectmayhem.blogspot.com/2009/05/glory-glory-barcelona.html' title='glory glory barcelona :)'/><author><name>Natalie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29303705.post-7105178079539801800</id><published>2009-05-29T20:02:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-29T21:47:47.407+08:00</updated><title type='text'>SUMMER TIME!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Last two days of school = Holiday mood. Inevitable, although teachers never fail to flood us with holiday assignments, CIP opportunities, e-learning stuffs, motivations to study for Terms, you name it.. Chem Teacher has officially left for RIJC (sighz). We're changing Physics and Chemistry teachers. As for Physics, I sort of anticipate a new teacher because the current one isn't THAT good. New Chem teacher better be good..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am very much in need of focus and strive to mug for Terms. I hate it when there are so many opportunities for competitions and seminars and my O levels results can't qualify. I really hate it. I want imba Term grades as prerequisites this time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The coming week will be a hectic one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Monday: &lt;strong&gt;An Evening With Friends (SOLD OUT CONCERT)&lt;/strong&gt; This "sold-out" feeling is just AWESOME. We were camping at Sistic, waiting for someone to buy that LAST ticket. And so someone finally did. Yay full house :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tuesday: Econs tutorial with ksk, then Project Work meeting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday, Thursday, Friday: Choir (entire day-night) for national day songs recording and mugging as a Choir :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And following up will be plenty more events I'm sure. Consultations with tutors will also be here and there..... Haha it's been awhile since my last examination :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, went to CHUNG CHENG HIGH MAIN today with Justin and Amanda to collect my O levels certificate and yearbook. Toured around the school, all they could say was "It's like I'm in China now?" "Omg temple?!" "Cheenapiang!" "Your lake has like mandarin ducks on it is it?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met Kahqi and Kokwei along the way, as well as Kevin and another guy whom I couldn't recognise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Next we went to Parkway, ate at Subway which is new! I'm becoming sick of Subway, prefer Mos Burger now :\ And then shopped awhile, talked, I was basically meeting old friends there. Met Alicia and Queenie, Abel and my ex-colleague. Hahaha overall, it was a really good day I MISS THE EAST SIDE!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Yesterday:&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went to ACS(I) to try out their canteen food. STRIKE THE WORD CANTEEN ITS A FREAKING FOOD COURT. Fully air-conditioned, and it's actually Food Junction! The roti prata's da bomb, the campus is mega huge. Hence the pricey school fees, but hey it's kinda worth it! Great campus indeed :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hm life's not all a breeze. Lessons are really hectic and I'm really lagging behind for Econs D: Today I got back my GP compre which I failed. I asked my teacher why I failed AQ so badly and he couldn't give me a good reason. He just said I wasn't convincing enough and I got 2/8.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I should plan my holidays now. Underachieve no more!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29303705-7105178079539801800?l=anotherprojectmayhem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29303705/posts/default/7105178079539801800'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29303705/posts/default/7105178079539801800'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotherprojectmayhem.blogspot.com/2009/05/summer-time.html' title='SUMMER TIME!'/><author><name>Natalie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29303705.post-5507623914989733514</id><published>2009-05-27T22:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-27T23:24:42.046+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;An Evening with Friends: Almost sold-out :)&lt;/strong&gt; Was buying Sal's ticket at Sistics and woah very few seats left! I really want the "sold out" sign to be pasted right smack in front of our giant poster at Esplanade!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for those coming down to support! Remember it's &lt;strong&gt;1st June (This monday!!) 730pm at Esplanade.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today choir rehearsal was purely J1s only because the J2s are having their mid-years. It was.... alright~ Pretty uptight because this other Bass and I were in charge of the rehearsal and I felt really clumsy today D: Christmas carols are a bit too soon to learn but nonetheless, I'm really excited for caroling at the end of the year!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TIRED.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29303705-5507623914989733514?l=anotherprojectmayhem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29303705/posts/default/5507623914989733514'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29303705/posts/default/5507623914989733514'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotherprojectmayhem.blogspot.com/2009/05/evening-with-friends-almost-sold-out.html' title=''/><author><name>Natalie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29303705.post-6482440047294538305</id><published>2009-05-25T20:45:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T21:50:23.970+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rugby finals feeling still not over yet.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="beauty" src="http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v243/rachelperkins/ogyhoy7lbcag2mj8fmct4g5m-500.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i348.photobucket.com/albums/q346/stefaniemarie3/z168495846.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/4165_83442130884_731365884_1896492_.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/4165_83442115884_731365884_1896491_.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/4165_83442310884_731365884_1896523_.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/4165_83442315884_731365884_1896524_.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/4165_83442345884_731365884_1896528_.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/4165_83442395884_731365884_1896538_.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/4165_83442405884_731365884_1896539_.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/4165_83442410884_731365884_1896540_.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/4165_83442415884_731365884_1896541_.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/4165_83442430884_731365884_1896542_.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/4165_83442440884_731365884_1896543_.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/4165_83442515884_731365884_1896552_.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/4165_83442560884_731365884_1896560_.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/4165_83442600884_731365884_1896568_.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/4165_83442715884_731365884_1896587_.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/4165_83442720884_731365884_1896588_.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&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="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Adam Lambert to join Queen? What are your views?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;P.S. homosexuality issues need not apply. Those who say gays can't sing are the fags.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29303705-6482440047294538305?l=anotherprojectmayhem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29303705/posts/default/6482440047294538305'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29303705/posts/default/6482440047294538305'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotherprojectmayhem.blogspot.com/2009/05/adam-lambert-to-join-queen-what-are.html' title='Rugby finals feeling still not over yet.'/><author><name>Natalie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29303705.post-3323048243604766617</id><published>2009-05-24T17:28:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T18:24:17.775+08:00</updated><title type='text'>26TH JULY.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;IS THIS THE REAL LIFE? IS THIS JUST FANTASY?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;- Queen&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/lvpl_tix2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Credit to Clarissa Tander (letsnotaskwhyitsnotright.bs)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahahaha Rachelle I know you want it. Full of sound and fury (on Facebook); signifying nothing GO GET A KOP TICKET LAH&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29303705-3323048243604766617?l=anotherprojectmayhem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29303705/posts/default/3323048243604766617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29303705/posts/default/3323048243604766617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotherprojectmayhem.blogspot.com/2009/05/26th-july.html' title='26TH JULY.'/><author><name>Natalie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29303705.post-8023599549128012593</id><published>2009-05-24T02:39:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T02:50:29.492+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Rugby finals</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/IMG_1908-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;OK this is NOT all the photos I have. This is just SOME photos taken from Jo's and my camera. Amanda's camera has plenty more photos which I will upload as soon as I get them. So photos are generally classified as Before During and After the rugby match.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Before the match (in school)......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/n591332138_3112726_3567454.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/n591332138_3112727_4160619.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/n591332138_3112740_210271.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/n591332138_3112747_6100356.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/n591332138_3112748_6955065.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/n591332138_3112759_3646908.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/n591332138_3112760_4312616.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/n591332138_3112764_7141202.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;wanna-be ruggers!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/4640_109614927138_591332138_3112776.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/4640_109614952138_591332138_3112781.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/IMG_1920.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/IMG_1921.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/IMG_1933.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/IMG_1935.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/IMG_1940.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/IMG_1944.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/IMG_1945.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/IMG_1949.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;"Red blue and gold our colours fly"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/IMG_1950.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/IMG_1952.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/IMG_1953.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/IMG_1954.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/IMG_1955.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/IMG_1958.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/IMG_1959.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/IMG_1960.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/IMG_1961.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/IMG_1962.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/IMG_1966.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/IMG_1967.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/IMG_1970.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;"All the rest can go fly kite!!!"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/IMG_1972.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/IMG_1973.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/IMG_1975.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/IMG_1979.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/IMG_1981.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-: verdana"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;My class guys -,-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/IMG_1983.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/IMG_1984.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/IMG_1985.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/IMG_1987.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/IMG_1989.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/IMG_1990.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-: verdana"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Super catch!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/IMG_1991.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/IMG_1992.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/IMG_1993.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/IMG_1994.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/IMG_1995.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/IMG_1996.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/IMG_1997.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/IMG_1998.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/IMG_1999.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/IMG_2004.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/IMG_2007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/IMG_2008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/IMG_2009.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/IMG_2013.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/IMG_2014.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/IMG_2015.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/IMG_2016.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/IMG_2017.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/IMG_2018.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/IMG_2019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/IMG_2022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/IMG_2028.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/IMG_2030.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/IMG_2031.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Scrum&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/IMG_2033.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/IMG_2035.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/IMG_2036.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/IMG_2039.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;After the match.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/IMG_2040.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Entire college ran across the dark green fields.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/IMG_2041.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/IMG_2042.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/IMG_2051.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/IMG_2053.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/IMG_2056.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Sang the college anthem, &lt;em&gt;our hearts, hopes and aim as one.&lt;/em&gt; Did final cheers for our rugby team :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/IMG_2061.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;True blue acsians :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Now do I finally know how to watch a rugby match, it can be really exciting!! So is soccer match with Liverpool team &lt;strong&gt;TWENTY SIXTH JULY&lt;/strong&gt;!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;It's 230am and I'm RESTLESS. Too bad for napping for so long earlier just now. Oh wells, time to force myself to bed.&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/29303705-8023599549128012593?l=anotherprojectmayhem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29303705/posts/default/8023599549128012593'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29303705/posts/default/8023599549128012593'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotherprojectmayhem.blogspot.com/2009/05/rugby-finals.html' title='Rugby finals'/><author><name>Natalie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29303705.post-8789142992790606019</id><published>2009-05-23T23:21:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-23T23:31:28.346+08:00</updated><title type='text'>zzzzz</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;After choir turned out to be late lunch at Macs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Warning: Do not EVER attempt to dissect your McSpicy (or McSpacey LOL). You won't want to see the insides.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then home and slept till 10pm+++ TIRED TO THE MAX.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29303705-8789142992790606019?l=anotherprojectmayhem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29303705/posts/default/8789142992790606019'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29303705/posts/default/8789142992790606019'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotherprojectmayhem.blogspot.com/2009/05/zzzzz.html' title='zzzzz'/><author><name>Natalie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29303705.post-5102959020228320825</id><published>2009-05-22T22:47:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-22T23:02:00.637+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Highlights</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;1) Bohemian Rhapsody is bloody good. Which is by the way, my current blog song. Which by the way, is by Queen. Not a big fan of Queen, but this song OWNS.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) &lt;strong&gt;CLARISSA AND I HAVE TICKETS TO THE LIVERPOOL FOOTBALL MATCH IN SINGAPORE YES YES YES YES YES OMGZ EXCITED FOR 26TH JULY!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) We lost to RI for the rugby finals. The score was 7-3. Can you believe it the match was so defensive! Cuz usually in rugby we win like 80-0 like that. Nonetheless, the AC spirit was damn awesome YING HUA ROCKS! Class spirit today was mega-dampening though, really hate half my class at the moment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Dinner with Joanna and emo at Junction 8. HAHA and next to us was gross public display of affection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Celefest tomorrow to be missed. I don't know anyone from ACS international anyway. Means after Choir practice = Homework.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) Passed recent math test with some flying colours but it only made my overall CA just pass (C/D). Better than fail righttt. Chemistry's a sure-fail. I'm so screwed blame it on over-indulgence of HK drama (yes this hk drama thing in me is BACK gasp)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) PEOPLE PLEASE BUY MY CHOIR TICKETS!!! Im helping you all pay first just have to tell me if you're going! &lt;strong&gt;AN EVENING WITH FRIENDS, 1ST JUNE, 730PM, $20/24/28.&lt;/strong&gt; Affordable and worth every dollar :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PICTURES OF RUGBY MATCH TODAY TO BE UPLOADED ASAP i'm realllyy tired&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29303705-5102959020228320825?l=anotherprojectmayhem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29303705/posts/default/5102959020228320825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29303705/posts/default/5102959020228320825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotherprojectmayhem.blogspot.com/2009/05/highlights.html' title='Highlights'/><author><name>Natalie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29303705.post-8180849945067866008</id><published>2009-05-21T21:01:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-21T21:05:34.528+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Kris Allen's fine :) I love American Idol!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Rugby finals tomorrow. Entire school gets half day! Which means 1-2pm end school by the way -,-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29303705-8180849945067866008?l=anotherprojectmayhem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29303705/posts/default/8180849945067866008'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29303705/posts/default/8180849945067866008'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotherprojectmayhem.blogspot.com/2009/05/kris-allens-fine-i-love-american-idol.html' title=''/><author><name>Natalie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29303705.post-3583986669235378825</id><published>2009-05-18T20:22:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-18T20:56:17.731+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I could, but I didn't.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The simple statement as to why I didn't go for soccer semis today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Instead I went with the class to watch Angels and Demons! Which is by the way, better than Da Vinci Code. I admit that the dialogues were plenty and I slept awhile at first, but later in the middle the plot became exciting and the twist at the end was like.. W.O.W. People, I didn't miss the soccer match for nothing. AC lost :(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argh I didn't know so many people would be there for the soccer match! Cchms people calling me while watching my Angels and Demons. Totally made me feel like leaving the theatres now and go to MJC, but distance is one end of SG to the other (I was at JURONG POINT). Grrr..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of which, I really prefer watching movies in town. I hate it when strangers behind me don't watch movies properly. Today some nsk teenagers were like KAO BEI LAH etc crude to the max please -,-&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clarissa sorry I can't see you today! Hey we still have Hannah Montana movie! And our O levels cert zomg.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29303705-3583986669235378825?l=anotherprojectmayhem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29303705/posts/default/3583986669235378825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29303705/posts/default/3583986669235378825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotherprojectmayhem.blogspot.com/2009/05/i-could-but-i-didnt.html' title=''/><author><name>Natalie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29303705.post-1504108411013445839</id><published>2009-05-17T21:26:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-17T22:03:08.154+08:00</updated><title type='text'>season's ending</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Arsenal you're so incompetent, you totally should've thrashed Man Utd or something. You literally just gave them the trophy last night. Arsharvin and Cesc you rock, join Liverpool, the only other title contender in years to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last night was devastating for Liverpool (whatever man utd you have the silverware but we have THE BETTER GOAL ADVANTAGE AND WE &lt;strong&gt;THRASHED &lt;/strong&gt;YOU TWICE THIS SEASON), but well, we can still try steal our title back again next year! We've improved tremendously this season. Oh I reallllly wanna see Liverpool on 26th July in Singapore!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doing Maths is like time travel. At question 1 it was 12pm and at question 5 it's 4pm. (Just a rough estimate)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And DAMN THE MSN POP UPS. Stop initiating convos with virus-infected links, people CLEAR THEM WITH AVG/NORTON/WHATEVER it's reallllly annoying $!#&amp;amp;$%&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;The deadly trap I fell into, I don't mind staying in it even if it means delusion, reckless decisions and desperate measures to make the trap the best thing that's ever happened to me in my life. I can safely say I'm out of the trap but a leg's still clamped to it and I don't really feel like struggling. There were magical moments after all, during my stay.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I'm really bad at metaphors. So when I convey something you may really interpret another. Hello lit student for two years only. I personally laugh at my writing sometimes, when I sound like an nsk.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29303705-1504108411013445839?l=anotherprojectmayhem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29303705/posts/default/1504108411013445839'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29303705/posts/default/1504108411013445839'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotherprojectmayhem.blogspot.com/2009/05/arsenal-youre-so-incompetent-you.html' title='season&apos;s ending'/><author><name>Natalie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29303705.post-8414339631484700623</id><published>2009-05-16T22:17:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-16T23:33:15.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'>count the blessings</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Choir photoshoot today!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;(+) Our first AC Choir official photoshoot!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;(+) Like camwhoring with professional camera, you say fun or not?!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;(-) Must lug attire, make-up, court shoes, etc..... (I left my court shoes in Choir Room DIE)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;(-) Frog, flies, bugs hogging the grass. And we must still maintain a calm composure under the sweltering hot sun (while I stuffed one packet of tissue in my skirt don't ask how HAHA)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Overall of course fun! And practice was really fun too, I love Magic Paintbrush!! Composer of two of our songs came for the 2nd time today to hear us sing his pieces :) He's a humble nice guy, yay the two songs are superb lah he wrote for us one, SO GOOD that we always got so emotional at the 2nd piece. Aiyah basically almost all the concert pieces are really good. Must come &lt;strong&gt;AN EVENING WITH FRIENDS&lt;/strong&gt; to hear the MAGIC :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Ahhhhh Choir's really a big part of why I'm still able to smile in all the fast life trend. I have never smiled wider while singing a song, I have never sung something and tears well up EVERYTIME after I sing them, I have never felt more involved. I never will regret joining the AC Choir. It's arguably the best choir I've been. Well, I can say that every choir I've been in's different. But this Choir gives so much to us so unconditionally and we give so much to the Choir in return, again unconditionally. There's always a sense of accomplishment, we don't have to scream and use pliers to open people's mouths/make them smile. JC Choir is SUPER disciplined.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I can't wait for AWF, I can't wait for morning ensemble!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;I really like Taylor Swift's songs now, and I refuse to call this shallow in music taste. Sometimes mainstream music has its beauty. And I mean those mainstream music where the artists don't change their voices so much using technology. Irritating. If artists can't sing Live, they suck. Honestly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Sigh I'm so boring. Monday!! Another soccer match to watch :) And FRIDAY!!! &lt;strong&gt;RUGBY FINALS AGAINST RIJC&lt;/strong&gt; ZOMG I THINK THE WHOLE SCHOOL IS WATCHING.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Verdana;"&gt;Sports season is so darn interesting.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29303705-8414339631484700623?l=anotherprojectmayhem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29303705/posts/default/8414339631484700623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29303705/posts/default/8414339631484700623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotherprojectmayhem.blogspot.com/2009/05/count-blessings.html' title='count the blessings'/><author><name>Natalie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29303705.post-5451063843943547695</id><published>2009-05-15T20:21:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-15T20:52:26.861+08:00</updated><title type='text'>add more meaning to life, please.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Life's been like chasing cars. Fast cars. Within a blink of an eye I would have just finished a chapter of a subject. Within a blink of an eye I would have just finished a test I regret not studying enough for. Within a blink of an eye, it's half the year gone. All within a blink of an eye.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I do have a sense of urgency. I just don't have enough capacity to do something about it. I've been paying attention in lectures, doing my tutorials, listening in class, I got 17/20 for my math retest without studying for it, but there's just so much more ahead. Math test this monday, chemistry test this wednesday. Well, NAPFA retest this thursday. One more pull up was all I need to pass (means silver). -,- I pulled myself up 10+++ times but half were rejected. Till my arm muscles finally rejected too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;You know, everything's pulling me apart right now. I'm physically, mentally drained.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I need so much strength right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Arghhhhhhh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Choir tomorrow, Choir photoshoot tomorrow, means I have to go for Choir and means I can't see Edward at the airport tomorrow. I'm sorry I can't make it, but if there's some 4IT outing I'll try my best to go...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Hope I am able to support our school's soccer team against Vj at MJC.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;Internet's wasting my precious time too so bye&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29303705-5451063843943547695?l=anotherprojectmayhem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29303705/posts/default/5451063843943547695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29303705/posts/default/5451063843943547695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotherprojectmayhem.blogspot.com/2009/05/add-more-meaning-to-life-please.html' title='add more meaning to life, please.'/><author><name>Natalie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29303705.post-5927142610652302527</id><published>2009-05-13T19:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T19:08:07.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'>gaaaaaaaaaaa</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MY TWO AMERICAN IDOLS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Kriss Allen!!!!!! Pictures, Images and Photos" src="http://i176.photobucket.com/albums/w174/jenvic_25/kris.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="adam Pictures, Images and Photos" src="http://i78.photobucket.com/albums/j98/connie57_2006/adam-lambert.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kris Allen's Heartless and his musics with acoustic guitar were phenomenal, Adam Lambert's vocals were phenomenal. Fuck this is a really great season of American Idol, all thanks to Kris, Adam and Allison!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AWESOME SEASON, PEOPLE YOU ALL SHOULD AT LEAST CATCH THE &lt;strong&gt;FINALS&lt;/strong&gt; next thursday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hahahahahahahaha F.R.I.E.N.D.S. is soooo good OFF FOR SEASON FIVE!! :)))))&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29303705-5927142610652302527?l=anotherprojectmayhem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29303705/posts/default/5927142610652302527'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29303705/posts/default/5927142610652302527'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotherprojectmayhem.blogspot.com/2009/05/gaaaaaaaaaaa.html' title='gaaaaaaaaaaa'/><author><name>Natalie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29303705.post-1607398486678818061</id><published>2009-05-11T15:56:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-11T21:58:37.555+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Deep peace</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Had Choir today. School holiday my ass. Nevertheless, it was a great practice today. I really can't imagine why I'm mostly feeling so enjoyable during rehearsals. This Wednesday we'll be learning SATB parts for the national anthem and the school song! Omg J1s will take over as morning ensemble reallyyy soon! I'm excited, actually :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I better get going with my homework. Like for real. Time now is 4pm and I still have so much to do!! Not forgetting TWO Econs tests, one GP package test, and Maths and Chemistry tests sometime soon..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Those interested in my Choir concert, remember to ask me for tickets! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(A Gaelic Blessing)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Deep peace of the running wave to you&lt;br /&gt;Deep peace of the flowing air to you&lt;br /&gt;Deep peace of the quiet earth to you&lt;br /&gt;Deep peace of the shinning stars to you&lt;br /&gt;Deep peace of the gentle night to you&lt;br /&gt;Moon and stars pour their healing light on you&lt;br /&gt;Deep peace of Christ, of Christ&lt;br /&gt;The light of the world to you&lt;br /&gt;Deep peace of Christ to you&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so in love with this song right now :)))) One of the nicest choral pieces ever sung!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Current favourite sitcoms (both are Emmy-winning by the way): The Simpsons, F.R.I.E.N.D.S! :) I can never get sick of the both of them, they're the only reason why I bother to switch on the tv. Ok other than ENews! and American Idol. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I no more zack and cody/hannah montana/er.. wizards of waverly place(?) already lah. Wendy Wu's been repeating like crazy nowadays so sick of the fake monster. Though I think Brenda Song's quite funny... Though not as funny as Homer Simpson or Ross/Rachel/Monica/Joey/Chandler/Phoebe :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argh I'm so boring now. Tmr's NAPFA I'm so lazy I know I sure fail so I'm not even scared.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time for more homework. Argh I'm pissed with the humid warm weather now aircon for whole afternoon still not happy ok. This is so frustrating feeling the perspiration sticking on you with a warm black tshirt that's absorbing more heat. And a pair of eyes that're going dry because I haven't removed those contacts since 7am. GRR..!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29303705-1607398486678818061?l=anotherprojectmayhem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29303705/posts/default/1607398486678818061'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29303705/posts/default/1607398486678818061'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotherprojectmayhem.blogspot.com/2009/05/mundane.html' title='Deep peace'/><author><name>Natalie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29303705.post-7162068491151876652</id><published>2009-05-10T00:29:00.008+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T01:38:53.667+08:00</updated><title type='text'>FAMOUS FIVE ON THE LOOSE!!!!!!!!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Missed Choir practice today (rare case for hardcore chorister right) because I was having a bad cough. It's really not pon.. I heard Choir was pretty fun today though, celebrated Mothers' Day and all. Oh wells I couldn't sing anyway having sore throat you know.. :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;So at 1230 I did GP Project @ Orchard Rd with Amanda and Joanna. Let's just say, it's like 90% shop 10% work thereabout :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(Image heavy.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/DSCF3324.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/DSCF3326.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/DSCF3328.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/DSCF3329.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/DSCF3330.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/DSCF3331.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/DSCF3332.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/DSCF3342.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/DSCF3345.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/DSCF3346.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/DSCF3347.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;TFF&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; at Vivocity at about 6pm. Went to a really expensive place for dinner....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/IMG_1872.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, we all haven't changed ABIT. The very first thing I did was actually to piss Debi off hahahahahaha I remember the days when we'd fight over almost anything! And Joycelyn's still as cheenapiang (TO THE MAX PLEASE)! And then Huilin and Clarissa are still as glam and pretty hehehehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Debi and Huilin were like super late for the dinner because they went for the flea at Clarke Quay and to also see some hot guy. Balls over dolls please, yes I know right TSKKKK. Well nonetheless we managed to catch up quite a bit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/IMG_1838.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/IMG_1841.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/IMG_1842.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/IMG_1843.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/IMG_1844.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/IMG_1847.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/IMG_1848.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/IMG_1851.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/IMG_1852.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/IMG_1854.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/IMG_1874.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/IMG_1878.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nightmode/Flash seriously makes pictures really terrible. So old school toilet-mirror-reflection it is....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/IMG_1879.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/IMG_1880.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/IMG_1881.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/IMG_1882.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/IMG_1883.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/IMG_1884.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/IMG_1885.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/IMG_1887.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/IMG_1888.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/IMG_1889.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/IMG_1890.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/CIMG0178.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/CIMG0180.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/CIMG0183.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/CIMG0184.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/CIMG0185.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/CIMG0186.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/CIMG0187.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/CIMG0188.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really am still bored of shopping for too long. Anyway I really love Clarissa's new Liverpool jacket! Chose the Gerrard one over this because this is more expensive by like 40 dollars?!?! BUT IT'S REALLY CHIO, LOVES IT. :)))) Clarissa it's better than that handbag please!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;AHHHHHH I MISS YOU GUYS!!!&lt;/strong&gt; Please let's just go out during a day with the bright sun to make our photos more decent-looking, instead of poor lightings/angles/backgrounds like today! Afterall we're photoshop noobs too cannot adjust here and there!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;I'm soooooo tired but West Ham vs Liverpool match is on now! Quite exciting. You know what, I think almost everyone (except for red devil fans) will want Manchester United to lose their next two games. After all, this will make the league spicier and make Liverpool be the title contender ;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;PW project @ Alson's house tomorrow, I don't know, but I think I'm enjoying PW to some extent :) I really like what our group's doing. But after all, this is just the beginning. And I have yet to do my homework on the researches.&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/29303705-7162068491151876652?l=anotherprojectmayhem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29303705/posts/default/7162068491151876652'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29303705/posts/default/7162068491151876652'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotherprojectmayhem.blogspot.com/2009/05/famous-five-on-loose.html' title='FAMOUS FIVE ON THE LOOSE!!!!!!!!!!'/><author><name>Natalie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29303705.post-1865208267461307112</id><published>2009-05-08T20:21:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-08T20:26:49.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Displacing from the comfort zone.</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;“A choir whose music-making speaks of a rich heritage of shared passion and strong ties… it is without a doubt one of the world’s best youth choirs!”&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mr Patrick Russill&lt;br /&gt;Director of Music, The Oratory, Brompton Road&lt;br /&gt;Head of Choral Conducting, Royal Academy of Music, London&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Anglo-Chinese Junior College Choir Presents&lt;br /&gt;“An Evening with Friends” The Esplanade Concert Hall 1 June 2009, 7.30pm&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For tickets, do ask me! :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tomorrow will be super hectic for me. First up will be Choir practice from 830 to 3pm, then I need to go to Orchard Rd for a GP project. Afterwards will be outing with TFF :)))) It's supposed to be a flea outing but I guess I can only meet them after flea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm still excited about it! It's been ages since the last TFF outing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today my Christian Fellowship classmate gave me a bible. He also talked about Christianity and all... And then some other Christian classmates joined in and an atheist joined in as well. The entire discussion was quite interesting hahaha. I think I need a religion. Life without faith sucks. It's like living for the sake of living, literally. But I'm still open to any religion for now. I don't want to choose a religion and regret later, so...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Life's been quick. Real quick. I am pretty excited over everything though. New topics to learn, project work, tests.... It's been really busy but I think I'm enjoying myself. Today I couldn't even believe that I actually had the willingness to sit still and do a GP compre. Usually GP essay'd be so dry that I just can't even finish reading the passage. However GP teacher still has something against me, I really don't know why. Maybe it's my arguments which always question his teaching abilities. He doesn't know alot of basic current affairs stuffs, what a loser. Thank god for Time, newspapers and GP packages to ensure that we keep up with the latest news (and to keep ahead of our outdated GP teacher). Haha or maybe he just hates me for singing my SYF songs over and over and over again during his lessons. It's always been subconscious, I swear..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Argh I missed the Japan tour opportunity, because of really stupid reasons. The next opportunity is a Beijing trip. It's 12 days long and honestly, my main issue is the hygiene there. I really don't wish to pick up some weird virus/disease there and as for the food there.. I really don't want to eat stuffs which I think should just remain as domestic animals and not food. Plus, not forgetting the culture shock. The itinerary for the tour is really interesting though, and it's been subsidised 1/3 the original price. Should I go? :\&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh and today I lost a friend. Fuck much.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29303705-1865208267461307112?l=anotherprojectmayhem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29303705/posts/default/1865208267461307112'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29303705/posts/default/1865208267461307112'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotherprojectmayhem.blogspot.com/2009/05/displacing-from-comfort-zone.html' title='Displacing from the comfort zone.'/><author><name>Natalie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29303705.post-648134904880501503</id><published>2009-05-07T20:13:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-07T21:27:11.350+08:00</updated><title type='text'>The Gold with Honours feeling ain't over yet.. It's still intact, and I'm loving it!</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/4213_79829693316_653858316_1860253_.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CCA competition has been really great thus far. Band and CO got Gold, which is really commendable considering CO had only 40 members but 40 committed members. I'm safe to say our efforts have paid off. Our rugby team has entered the Finals, and the soccer team into the semi-finals.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I want to continue supporting the sports team! Since now I can release abit and scream hahaha I remember the match against mjc I was too afraid to yell because SYF was too near! Now I can! Actually I can't, but I can let loose for awhile ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmmm life's been good. Though I really have been spending too much money this week. I'm broke when I'm really not supposed to! Argh but I'm always hungry in school, that I need to eat ALL the time. Plus school food isn't very cheap here, so it's inevitable to invest more on food here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok football - I'm so glad Barcelona beat Chelsea :)))) It's becoming boring for BPL teams to completely dominate the Champions League (only exception is Liverpool FC). I'm backing Barca! Duh because the other is some other red-shirt team I don't recall. Manche..? Doesn't ring a bell.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;American Idol-- Allison got out :( I'm realllllly sad because she's kinda who I want to be with Adam Lambert in the Finals. She has both an awesome voice and awesome personality! I'm quite surprised that Danny has so many voters. Oh wells, I'm sure Allison will have a promising career ahead :) I love Allison!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright off to do PW. PW is fun because I have an awesome PW group! :]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Before I end, just adding some final thoughts for the day..&lt;br /&gt;Having been 90% choir and 10% school, hardcore busy, I still find myself able to make time for other important things in life-- &lt;strong&gt;friends&lt;/strong&gt;. And friends I want to refer here today are old friends. I have to admit, I really don't understand how busy a person can be to not be able to spare some little but quality time. Maybe it's really the importance of their friends. I'm probably the "ameoba in the food chain" (quoted from Chem teacher btw). Least important creature.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;JC/poly/ITE whatever path you're in, I believe it's completely necessary to move on, but it's logical that you should still remember your once-upon-a-time buddies. I don't know how many old buddies I have left at the moment, to be honest. I'm probably the busiest of them all but I am likely to have been the one giving the most efforts to bring people together.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok I've said it. Should I hide these in between lines of this post? Or should I reduce the font size.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever, this is what a blog is for. At least that's what anotherprojectmayhem.bs is for. Blurting some things out I prefer not to personally.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nonetheless, I'm really thankful to the acceptable number of old friends who are still keeping in touch with me :) Well... at least they are the ones who bother to answer my call/sms/instant msges.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enough said, off to mug something~ Ah yes, PW.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29303705-648134904880501503?l=anotherprojectmayhem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29303705/posts/default/648134904880501503'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29303705/posts/default/648134904880501503'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotherprojectmayhem.blogspot.com/2009/05/gold-with-honours-feeling-aint-over-yet.html' title='The Gold with Honours feeling ain&apos;t over yet.. It&apos;s still intact, and I&apos;m loving it!'/><author><name>Natalie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29303705.post-6430023507547557754</id><published>2009-05-06T21:15:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T22:07:56.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'>honours blues.</title><content type='html'>&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i65.photobucket.com/albums/h208/packmule_2006/4308_1145126021993_1042783103_30438.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The Sopranos :))))))&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We worked so hard. We really did. The section that was always picked on. We did it :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I really hate this. Gold with Honours and I actually felt horrible today?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, imagine some really mature people thinking:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;em&gt;wtf 7 choirs with honours this year. Means 35% of jc cohort got honours. So easy..."&lt;/em&gt; by XXX&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'll leave it to choristers reading this to think about this statement. I can't believe the myth that choir's a slack "sit down and just sing" cca still exists! I can't believe some people can be so insensitive about awards, in fact, some were even saying all these in front of the band and co people, when they are going for SYF today. They don't notice they were already so nervous, and we were supporting and encouraging, while the minority had to step in and think that "honours" is an easy thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don't they realise there was a reason why the Choir didn't announce our SYF achievement to the school? Don't they realise that we're not planning to?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because we don't have to. What need is there? We achieved it, we smsed our teachers and friends to share the good news, isn't this enough? Do we have to flaunt it like we're trying to rank ourselves above the rest? If the answer isn't clear enough, it's no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;XXX told me "&lt;em&gt;I should've joined Choir and get free honours for testimonial&lt;/em&gt;." Thank god he didn't join the Choir. He was a chorister before and to think he actually said that. At least he apologised later for his thoughtless comments, which were completely unnecessary anyway.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the aftermath of achieving gold with honours. People think we were just lucky to have "lenient" judges. Have they heard our music? They are the people I want to drag to the Choir concert. I am sure the concert will explain everything. I'm sure after An Evening With Friends, these people will finally see why the "honours" was put after the gold for a reason.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's the whole point. The music tells everything. We (the choristers) are just conveying it. No professional performer looks exhausted on stage, trying desperately to prove that they worked hard by showing their drips of perspiration. Every real performer proves their efforts by the &lt;strong&gt;quality&lt;/strong&gt; of their performance. Which is what we're working on now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what, during AEWF, you be the judge. Rate us. That's if you know what music and performing are all about though. Of course, music is like universal language. It's possible for anyone to get a taste of real good music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Footnote:&lt;br /&gt;I am not going to be affected by those comments mentioned. Gold with Honours is really something to be happy about, because we know we deserved it. We don't doubt our standard, and I know every of the seven honours choirs deserved the award.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay I'm really tired. Played pool for the second time today with classmates and this time I'm finally sick of the game. Well for now... ate some good roti prata at bukit timah. Really foreign with the place so the three of us purple line buddies took really long to reach home. I've been cabbing to school these few days bad but detention is worse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Time to catch up with my homework. The 20-minute lecture given by my math teacher knocked some sense into me and yes, I am not wasting my time here. I am going to study hard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*refer to left* for now, Imma work hard for Terms and bring extraordinary results like we did for SYF. It's really all about the self-discipline, hardwork, efforts, drive, perserverence and commitment.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29303705-6430023507547557754?l=anotherprojectmayhem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29303705/posts/default/6430023507547557754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29303705/posts/default/6430023507547557754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotherprojectmayhem.blogspot.com/2009/05/honours-blues.html' title='honours blues.'/><author><name>Natalie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-29303705.post-4363272603410840586</id><published>2009-05-05T22:45:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-05T23:44:01.111+08:00</updated><title type='text'>our legacy lives</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Choir number 5, ACJC Choir: Gold with honours :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We're probably the only choir where&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) our conductor (mrs wilson) conducts only &lt;strong&gt;one&lt;/strong&gt; Choir, which is the ACJC choir&lt;br /&gt;2) &lt;strong&gt;all&lt;/strong&gt; our teachers in charge (and conductor) were from ACJC choir&lt;br /&gt;3) we have a nice lao shi to buy us lunch/buns every Saturday practice and have been ac choir teacher in charge since &lt;strong&gt;decades&lt;/strong&gt; ago (for real)&lt;br /&gt;4) our alumni are so supportive by coming for all our Saturday practices and even today's SYF&lt;br /&gt;5) we &lt;em&gt;don't have&lt;/em&gt; choir workshops (we have only one choir to compare with. Which is ourselves)&lt;br /&gt;6) it's really &lt;em&gt;not &lt;/em&gt;about the colour of the award. The award is just some recognition. Ultimately, it's really about making the best music out of the three song choices.&lt;br /&gt;7) it is really like&lt;strong&gt; family&lt;/strong&gt;. Because we all are/were part of it. Various generations coming together, teaching and learning, making music as one AC Choir body.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This choir is just... different. In fact, every choir is different. I have to say this, that every school that got honours deserve it. Making music really isn't supposed to be about the ranking and the points the choir gets from the judges. It's about the quality. I really don't care if AC's the best choir in Singapore or not, because every honours choir has its uniqueness and we can't really compare. Once again, every choir's just different.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, of course it's really awesome to get honours :) AC choir legacy lives! We truly deserved it.. the guys were on pitch and realllly good, the sopranos were more than magical, some of us teared right after the performance because it was just.that.good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I love this choir, so glad I'm a member of the ACJC Choir. This really isn't flaunting. It's pride and passion lah, you just have to be a part of this choir to get a taste of it. It's like your passion towards your own ccas (if any).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So after SYF, we headed straight back to school, practised for our concert, then waited impatiently for results via handphone, GWH, cheered like mad, then sang a thanksgiving song when exco and teachers came back, then debrief, and then Swedish Meatballs @ Ikea!!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay wth 10 meatballs for each person??! We totally stuffed ourselves, and we were so tired already. Took bus 33 where 2 passengers were wearing masks and we were so freaked out by that like "omg shit swine flu!!" Seriously this flu thing is really serious. I hope Singapore remains safe as it is. I really hate such deadly stuffs. Like SARS omg I remember the chunk of homework mailed to me (homework's always inevitable). And then the worst thing is death of so many innocent people. This is really bad, I really hate this.......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ok now that SYF's finally over, I should start studying for real now. I need a lot of catching up to do because overseas trip for choir next year = must do well for promos. I know the choir's not kidding about this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alright I'm reallyyyyyy thankful for everything :) Mrs Wilson, my conductor, the teachers in charge, the seniors, the alumni, all the support given by the school. I really can't thank them enough, but to work harder to continue the AC Choir legacy. This isn't the end, in fact, it's just the first stepping stone our batch crossed. We did well, but we have plenty more to do. Concerts, carolling, overseas trip next year... Basically music-making never ends. Especially not here.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After all, the best is yet to be ;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/29303705-4363272603410840586?l=anotherprojectmayhem.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29303705/posts/default/4363272603410840586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/29303705/posts/default/4363272603410840586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://anotherprojectmayhem.blogspot.com/2009/05/our-legacy-lives.html' title='our legacy lives'/><author><name>Natalie</name><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
