<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26649341</id><updated>2011-04-22T08:19:28.103+08:00</updated><title type='text'>everyone needs a lil loving:)</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idream-.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26649341/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idream-.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>i-dream</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10014724613076676379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>21</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26649341.post-116624239817722418</id><published>2006-12-16T12:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-16T15:58:46.876+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;moved. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;a href="http://entrapped-.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;entrapped-.blogspot.com&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26649341-116624239817722418?l=idream-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idream-.blogspot.com/feeds/116624239817722418/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26649341&amp;postID=116624239817722418' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26649341/posts/default/116624239817722418'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26649341/posts/default/116624239817722418'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idream-.blogspot.com/2006/12/moved.html' title=''/><author><name>i-dream</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10014724613076676379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26649341.post-116298412327089257</id><published>2006-11-08T18:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-09T22:36:33.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>boyfriend's super busy with his FNA project. hope he does well in his SS nation-building test later.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we'll be going for maths lecture tml! but ah. its at 9am. hope i can wakeup. after that there's mno tutorial, followed by cs tut (another boring hour) and then cs lecture with weixi and his friend.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh and i seriously need the motivation to study for my final year papers. gaaah. computing's next week. im like trying to figure out arrays now..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw im gonna start summarizing my ma1505 notes and work on the past year papers. and pc1431 which i bareeely started.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aye.. jus hate exams can....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;topics are out..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;phys quan&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;1d motion&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;2d/3d motion&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;newton's law&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;wep&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;potential energy&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;momentum&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;rotational dynamics&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;gravitation&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;oscillations&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;thermody 1st law&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;thermody 2nd law&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p&gt;by friday if i dun finish summarize all of the above topics i shall nt go out fri evening.. hais.. signing off to study...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;*sometimes i wish he wasnt so busy with his trainings, projects and hall activities.*&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26649341-116298412327089257?l=idream-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idream-.blogspot.com/feeds/116298412327089257/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26649341&amp;postID=116298412327089257' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26649341/posts/default/116298412327089257'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26649341/posts/default/116298412327089257'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idream-.blogspot.com/2006/11/boyfriends-super-busy-with-his-fna.html' title=''/><author><name>i-dream</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10014724613076676379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26649341.post-116257826885856581</id><published>2006-11-04T02:08:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-04T02:24:28.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haaha gosh. todae i went my bf's room to study after physics lecture fer my statics exam tml.. and cus his training was cancelled due to the rain.. yup plus we've never met for almost the whole of this week... =) so happy after nt seeing him dem long..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway when i entered his room he was like, holding his notes and sleeping on the bed. hahahah i used my thick hardcovered statics textbook to whack his butt.. and his reaction was super cute.. like blur blur wake up den machiam dunno anithing like that.. plus both of his arms kena pins and needles when he woke up.. cos he slept in the wrong position and he couldnt move for a while... =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n guess what.. gosh the most embarrassing thing happened *flushed* when we decided to take a break after studying.. something happened at the totally wrong time. well anyway after studying i ended up sitting on his lap at the same time cuddling and listening to mp3s on his laptop.. den SUDDENLY the door opened and it was his room mate.. (he shares a double room).. haha we both literally jumped and faster went to sit back at our seats (but i think he saw everything.. lol)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yah, the guy walked in, was quite stunned, and said, "errrr do you want me to leave the both of u alone?".. den we were like, "err.. stuyding... err.. no la.. juz come in... yar.." (also veri stun..) haha.. end up the 3 of us in the room staring at our books in awkward silence.. relli duno wad to say =X&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26649341-116257826885856581?l=idream-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idream-.blogspot.com/feeds/116257826885856581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26649341&amp;postID=116257826885856581' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26649341/posts/default/116257826885856581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26649341/posts/default/116257826885856581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idream-.blogspot.com/2006/11/haaha-gosh_04.html' title=''/><author><name>i-dream</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10014724613076676379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26649341.post-116257812742155389</id><published>2006-11-04T02:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-04T02:22:07.436+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haaha gosh. todae i went my bf's room to study after physics lecture fer my statics exam tml.. and cus his training was cancelled due to the rain.. yup plus we've never met for almost the whole of this week... =) so happy after nt seeing him dem long..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway when i entered his room he was like, holding his notes and sleeping on the bed. hahahah i used my thick hardcovered statics textbook to whack his butt.. and his reaction was super cute.. like blur blur wake up den machiam dunno anithing like that.. plus both of his arms kena pins and needles when he woke up.. cos he slept in the wrong position and he couldnt move for a while... =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n guess what.. gosh the most embarrassing thing happened *flushed* when we decided to take a break after studying.. something happened at the totally wrong time. well anyway after studying i ended up sitting on his lap at the same time cuddling and listening to mp3s on his laptop.. den SUDDENLY the door opened and it was his room mate.. (he shares a double room).. haha we both literally jumped and faster went to sit back at our seats (but i think he saw everything.. lol)..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yah, the guy walked in, was quite stunned, and said, "errrr do you want me to leave the both of u alone?".. den we were err.. stuyding... err.. no la.. juz come in... yar.. haha.. end up the 3 of us in the room staring at our books in awkward silence.. relli duno wad to say =X&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26649341-116257812742155389?l=idream-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idream-.blogspot.com/feeds/116257812742155389/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26649341&amp;postID=116257812742155389' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26649341/posts/default/116257812742155389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26649341/posts/default/116257812742155389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idream-.blogspot.com/2006/11/haaha-gosh.html' title=''/><author><name>i-dream</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10014724613076676379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26649341.post-116240492159565407</id><published>2006-11-02T02:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-02T02:18:59.960+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haven't been a good girl lately. been BUSY skipping my lectures (wth my mom will slaughter me if she finds out..) cos i dont exactly know what's going on.. neglecting my schoolwork.. and yea, binging alot.. *guilt sets in*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;man.. i cant set my momentum.. uni life is so fun... the new friends ive made are really super fun to be with.. but its hard to draw the line.. it really is.. whatever happened to my study plan?!?! nvm i will try to settle that problem later after i finish my physics lab report which is due today. lab sucks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's the disadvantage of staying in hall. u get to stay out late at night without any restrictions. last nite, went to chill out with the other committee members at macdonalds (broke already!) to discuss about our project and also to gossip after our 1st general meeting, they're really nice people and amid just HAD to announce to everybody that i was in the pageant when i tried so hard to keep my profile as low as possible. urgh ahha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im really really sad right now. this is a personal entry. if u guys wanna read, just tag me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;signing off, me!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 398px; HEIGHT: 303px" height="398" src="http://img502.imageshack.us/img502/5404/image005bb9.jpg" width="293" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;just a really really really random pic i took in my room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#330033;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;some thoughts/rantings :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;havent seen him since last thursday for only 1 pathetic hour for lunch u know.. cos of our different schedules/timetables.. why why why does he have trainings at evening fr on all the weekdaes except wed.. and on saturday, i cant even have breakfast with him cos of training..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;fr a very reliable source, apparently alot of people (that i dunno.. wth) know that im attached cos i represented my houz for the pageant finals ma, urgh... but they dunno who's the guy cos most of the time, im either alone, with another guy (a male classmate of mine), or with a big grp of guys..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's the bad thing... they are people WHO DONT KNOW ME..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;for those people who are close to me ( eg. candy, smun they all.. bt we all diff course :( ).. dey all know its nt like i wanna hang out with them, its cos i dun exactly have a choice cos deres like 3 girls in my class and the other 2 are like scholars fr other country sia.. so im like the only girl hu can talk normally to everyone in class... plus they all know my bf.. and they really treat me like a guy.. as for that classmate i always hang out wit, even my bf knows him.. he alwaes come to find the both of mi n my bf whenever he hav relationship problems..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aniways, everyone thinks that that classmate of mine is my bf :( cos i spend more time with him than my bf.. that led them to thinking that way.. but its NOT TRUE.. when i told my bf that ppl are saying wrong stuff abt me, he smsed back.. "hai actually i really must start spending more time with u.. not because of what other pple say, but because i really feel i'm not spending enough time together with u.".. a few weeks ago he wrote me a relli sweet letter tht i pasted on my wall.. a part of it saes.. "if there's one regret over the past few months we have been together, it wud be tat we couldnt go on dates due to midterms, schoolwork, projects, meetings and also my trainings take up so much time. how i wish one day i could just while away my time lazing around with you by my side.."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;will that ever happen? yup that's what he says.. but its always not possible to do so cos of trainings, meetings, n he wants to study.. but... im not asking to meet everydae.. just maybe about 3 times a week since we dont meet on weekends? tml morning he's free the whole day until evening... asked him if he wanna go for lunch, he said no.. he wants to study... great.. so his notes are more important than his gf.. as if i dont need to study?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;all i wan is just more of his time.. is it very hard to ask for? sometimes i really miss the past times, its like now he doesnt even have time for me.. its always me asking him to meet up... fine.. im sick of this already... its so hard holding on... forget it.. i'll just brush away these thoughts.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26649341-116240492159565407?l=idream-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idream-.blogspot.com/feeds/116240492159565407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26649341&amp;postID=116240492159565407' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26649341/posts/default/116240492159565407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26649341/posts/default/116240492159565407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idream-.blogspot.com/2006/11/havent-been-good-girl-lately.html' title=''/><author><name>i-dream</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10014724613076676379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26649341.post-116187397984630648</id><published>2006-10-26T22:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-28T08:55:44.816+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>//added. exams in 4 weeks time! intensive mugging has juz begun =) CAP &gt;4.0 plspls! hahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;duh, i mean if you dont like his character, then just ignore him. dont have to put on a fake front and keep talking to him nicely as if nothing has happened? really, i find such people who put on a fake front and be all nice to you yet stab u unknowingly in the back, very very irritating, no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;not that i know whether it has happened to me but yeah, ive seen a good buddy of mine being stabbed in the back by another gd friend of mine, and im pissed with tht other friend. if hes capable of backstabbing the other fella, why not the others ard him right?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway here's what happened: this guy who gets stabbed, lets call him A. the backstabbers are B and C. B is my other good friend. ytd before lecture A came to say hi to us. both B and C responded to A by giving each other weird looks, almost ignoring his presence.. at first i didnt know wht was gng on so i continued chatting happily with A.. we were talking abt lab..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after A left to go inside the lecture theatre, B and C started talking loudly bwtn themselves.. if i rem the convo clearly..(both are guys so they tend to be kinda vulgar)&lt;br /&gt;c: "he say lab easy! fuck la people spend 3 fucking hours coming out the fucking report."&lt;br /&gt;me: "he din noe that u all found it hard ma.."&lt;br /&gt;b: "aiyah he's always like that la. wanna impress girls den always boast in front of us. act slack but actually hes a fucking mugger. den gd la. u see yourself, impressed by him."&lt;br /&gt;me: "hey wait wait, im not impressed la! i mean he's smart lor. and why r u guys talking bad abt him? i tot u all very good with him wan? why suddenly change of attitude."&lt;br /&gt;c: "coz hes a cb kia."&lt;br /&gt;b: "his results always damn good but act lousy."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;RESULTS GOOD MEANS U CAN SPEAK ILL OF OTHERS LA? jealous than say. results not as gd as him den say. dun have to resort to ruining his reputation without him knowing. so after sch i was walking with b. so i went to suan him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;me: (in a joking tone) "wah u damn fake hor. on the front always during tutorails see u very gam with A. den u at his back bitching abt him, like zabor leh."&lt;br /&gt;b: "erm..." *nothing to say*&lt;br /&gt;me: "dont u think its wrong?"&lt;br /&gt;b: "u girl la, this is guys matter."&lt;br /&gt;me: ........&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dun wan to argue liao. very bad lor... they all. always use this excuse.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26649341-116187397984630648?l=idream-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idream-.blogspot.com/feeds/116187397984630648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26649341&amp;postID=116187397984630648' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26649341/posts/default/116187397984630648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26649341/posts/default/116187397984630648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idream-.blogspot.com/2006/10/added.html' title=''/><author><name>i-dream</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10014724613076676379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26649341.post-116169446373593735</id><published>2006-10-24T20:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-24T20:54:23.796+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today didnt study at all though, went out with my bf to lunch at nydc (sinful ovenbaked pasta!) before heading to vivocity to walk walk. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah, here's what happened last nite. he called me up at ard 12am.. and i was half asleep.. asked me to look out of the window now (i stay on the 9th storey) and i saw him waving to me from downstairs and saying on the phone "happy one month dear, i love you!" together with many candles forming the shape of a heart.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;seriously, i was stunned!.. nvr expected him to come all the way from his hall to mine... and summore it was so late.. =D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26649341-116169446373593735?l=idream-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idream-.blogspot.com/feeds/116169446373593735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26649341&amp;postID=116169446373593735' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26649341/posts/default/116169446373593735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26649341/posts/default/116169446373593735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idream-.blogspot.com/2006/10/today-didnt-study-at-all-though-went.html' title=''/><author><name>i-dream</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10014724613076676379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26649341.post-116161312277187650</id><published>2006-10-23T22:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-23T22:18:42.786+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>some updates.. had some project work meeting todae with my grpmates and we met at vivocity to do our work.. ended up snapping pix.. shall post some..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/920/689/1600/guys.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/920/689/320/guys.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;me with my bodyguards&lt;/em&gt; =p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/920/689/1600/grrr.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/920/689/320/grrr.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;guanjie said jus testing? &lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/920/689/1600/grp.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/920/689/320/grp.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;group shot&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/920/689/1600/bimbo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/920/689/320/bimbo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;and finally.. i gave in to marcus's request for a bimbo shot la..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;end of year exams in 1 month! ay.. btw its a school holidae tmr! selamat hari raya to all.. means i finally get to see my darling since we both dun hav sch and our time tables kip clashing!! haha we're gonna have lunch together tomorrow... but after that he'll be all busy with his hall stuff at 4. probably gng to go back to my room to study then.. n later in the dae, will be meeting mr tan for dinner at arts canteen...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;busy busy busy!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26649341-116161312277187650?l=idream-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idream-.blogspot.com/feeds/116161312277187650/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26649341&amp;postID=116161312277187650' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26649341/posts/default/116161312277187650'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26649341/posts/default/116161312277187650'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idream-.blogspot.com/2006/10/some-updates.html' title=''/><author><name>i-dream</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10014724613076676379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26649341.post-116120082752532700</id><published>2006-10-19T03:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-19T04:10:24.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/920/689/1600/Image049.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/920/689/400/Image049.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;haha so happy now. =P&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26649341-116120082752532700?l=idream-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idream-.blogspot.com/feeds/116120082752532700/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26649341&amp;postID=116120082752532700' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26649341/posts/default/116120082752532700'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26649341/posts/default/116120082752532700'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idream-.blogspot.com/2006/10/haha-so-happy-now.html' title=''/><author><name>i-dream</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10014724613076676379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26649341.post-116092164490856294</id><published>2006-10-15T22:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-16T23:35:21.383+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>monday blues! tmr's a 2h math lecture. prof leung is giving the lecture. omg omg die!! i dont understand a single thing he's saying..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;midterm results out.&lt;br /&gt;computing- 38% (*sigh*)&lt;br /&gt;physics- 70%&lt;br /&gt;maths- 75%&lt;br /&gt;statics&amp;mechanics- grade: satisfactory.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all seems to be fine except my computing. and the weird thing is.. of four subjects, i put in the most effort for computing. sighs..~ what is happening? nvm, i will work even harder to achieve better grades.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im very happy cos im very free this week. means i have alot of study-time so i can start preparing for next week's lessons. =P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26649341-116092164490856294?l=idream-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idream-.blogspot.com/feeds/116092164490856294/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26649341&amp;postID=116092164490856294' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26649341/posts/default/116092164490856294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26649341/posts/default/116092164490856294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idream-.blogspot.com/2006/10/monday-blues-tmrs-2h-math-lecture.html' title=''/><author><name>i-dream</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10014724613076676379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26649341.post-116075789596765548</id><published>2006-10-13T23:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-14T00:46:39.263+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>feel that the both of us nowadays don't really wish to see each other that often. as in the "head-over-heels" feeling has been downgraded to feelings of "okay... yah what should we do" that kind of feeling whenever we meet.. like we really run dry of things to talk abt..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;todae i went to his room with zikang and i heard girls laughin in his rm. saw 2 girls inside. yup they're his good friends in school and i know them.. bt how come they're in his room?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i din go probe further.. den he ask me whether me and zikang wanna come in or not, den i say no need la.. in not an angry manner.. (strangely i wasnt angry or jealous) den i just walk off with zikang lor.. zi kang was surprised when i said i dun feel anithing... no jealously or wadever.. juz plain bochap... i oso feel strange come to think of it..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aiya~ maybe i being over sensitive. dun wanna be over-protective. must have mutual trust. anyway i shall blog abt happier stuff.. yup.. ive been really busy these days preparing my bf's birthday present. its tmr. think i lost abt 2kg forgetting to eat and stuffs. going over to his room later to give him a surprise.&lt;br /&gt;but i dont know how to walk from my hostel to his. there are no more buses!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyway here's the outcome of all my hard work! &lt;strong&gt;fotos :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/920/689/1600/Image033.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/920/689/320/Image033.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;baking in progress!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/920/689/1600/Image034.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/920/689/320/Image034.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;outcome not bad.. (some blacks, some not so black) neighbour tried them and said they were yummy! :p&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/920/689/1600/Image036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/920/689/320/Image036.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;heartshaped cookies! yummie~~ spent more than 3 hrs making and baking all 25 of them! so tiring..&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/920/689/1600/Image038.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/920/689/320/Image038.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;if i had a star everytime u made me smile, i would have the whole night sky in my hand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/920/689/1600/Image039.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/920/689/320/Image039.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;a tired me. *pouts eyebags (slept at 4 last night.) a pimple developed.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ciao.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26649341-116075789596765548?l=idream-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idream-.blogspot.com/feeds/116075789596765548/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26649341&amp;postID=116075789596765548' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26649341/posts/default/116075789596765548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26649341/posts/default/116075789596765548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idream-.blogspot.com/2006/10/feel-that-both-of-us-nowadays-dont.html' title=''/><author><name>i-dream</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10014724613076676379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26649341.post-116052783194501617</id><published>2006-10-11T08:48:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-11T08:50:31.956+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Train - Drops Of Jupiter Lyrics&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/bL7w85kJ0vE" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that she's back in the atmosphere&lt;br /&gt;With drops of Jupiter in her hair, hey, hey&lt;br /&gt;She acts like summer and walks like rain&lt;br /&gt;Reminds me that there's time to change, hey, hey&lt;br /&gt;Since the return from her stay on the moon&lt;br /&gt;She listens like spring and she talks like June, hey, hey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me did you sail across the sun&lt;br /&gt;Did you make it to the Milky Way to see the lights all faded&lt;br /&gt;And that heaven is overrated&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me, did you fall for a shooting star&lt;br /&gt;One without a permanent scar&lt;br /&gt;And did you miss me while you were looking for yourself out there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that she's back from that soul vacation&lt;br /&gt;Tracing her way through the constellation, hey, hey&lt;br /&gt;She checks out Mozart while she does tae-bo&lt;br /&gt;Reminds me that there's room to grow, hey, hey&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that she's back in the atmosphere&lt;br /&gt;I'm afraid that she might think of me as plain ol' Jane&lt;br /&gt;Told a story about a man who is too afraid to fly so he never did land&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me did the wind sweep you off your feet&lt;br /&gt;Did you finally get the chance to dance along the light of day&lt;br /&gt;And head back to the Milky Way&lt;br /&gt;And tell me, did Venus blow your mind&lt;br /&gt;Was it everything you wanted to find&lt;br /&gt;And did you miss me while you were looking for yourself out there&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you imagine no love, pride, deep-fried chicken&lt;br /&gt;Your best friend always sticking up for you even when I know you're wrong&lt;br /&gt;Can you imagine no first dance, freeze dried romance five-hour phone conversation&lt;br /&gt;The best soy latte that you ever had . . . and me&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell me did the wind sweep you off your feet&lt;br /&gt;Did you finally get the chance to dance along the light of day&lt;br /&gt;And head back toward the Milky Way&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26649341-116052783194501617?l=idream-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idream-.blogspot.com/feeds/116052783194501617/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26649341&amp;postID=116052783194501617' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26649341/posts/default/116052783194501617'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26649341/posts/default/116052783194501617'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idream-.blogspot.com/2006/10/train-drops-of-jupiter-lyrics-now-that.html' title=''/><author><name>i-dream</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10014724613076676379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26649341.post-116049564058249296</id><published>2006-10-10T23:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-10T23:54:00.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>yep bad news people. i failed my computing test. 10 outta 26. =( really sad cos i worked the hardest for this subject cos i knew it was my weakest.. read the textbook TWICE, made notes, did my tutorials, listened during the lectures, did all the past year papers.. but it seems that i cant get the logic behind tat subject despite tryin so hard. man... physics, maths and statics are so much more enjoyable. i just hate programming! how come all the girls i know cant really score as well as the guys? Like kosing got 9, christine got 8..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;boyfriend knew that i was upset over my results cos he saw me put in alot of effort for the test.. and he got paranoid cos he said i sounded as if i wanted to cry on the phone when i told me hw badly i did. i told him dun worry cos i was feeling much better after window shoppin with my jiemei after sch.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but he did smth sweet!.. ya as in he went all the way down to orchard to buy my fave chocs and went back to school and passed them to me at my doorstep. n he said smth corny that made me laugh.. smth like.. chocs can cheer one up &lt;i&gt;according to wikipedia&lt;/i&gt;.. omg... haha. crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mugging spree in the library today. he took my handphone and tried to snap photos of me studying.. i kept avoiding but finally i decided to come out with a pose..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahem!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img177.imageshack.us/img177/681/image027uu4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://img177.imageshack.us/img177/681/image027uu4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the library is really a nice place to study =) its quiet and conducive i conclude.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26649341-116049564058249296?l=idream-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idream-.blogspot.com/feeds/116049564058249296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26649341&amp;postID=116049564058249296' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26649341/posts/default/116049564058249296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26649341/posts/default/116049564058249296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idream-.blogspot.com/2006/10/yep-bad-news-people.html' title=''/><author><name>i-dream</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10014724613076676379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26649341.post-116018010672078795</id><published>2006-10-07T08:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-07T08:15:06.730+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>omg computing in 3 hrs time. did the past year questions, SUPER duper tricky can. pls pls pls let me pass! :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26649341-116018010672078795?l=idream-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idream-.blogspot.com/feeds/116018010672078795/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26649341&amp;postID=116018010672078795' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26649341/posts/default/116018010672078795'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26649341/posts/default/116018010672078795'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idream-.blogspot.com/2006/10/omg-computing-in-3-hrs-time.html' title=''/><author><name>i-dream</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10014724613076676379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26649341.post-116007856215936757</id><published>2006-10-06T03:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-06T04:03:35.030+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>maths test down. 75%. sigh~ abit disappointed... if not for 2 careless msitakes (as in really careless.... i wrote 3+1=3) i wud have gotten like. 90%? wah liao. think im gonna get a B or something cause after moderation its like.. hai. so weird. ppl who dun study at all can get close to fullmarks for that paper. man, steep competition..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my physics paper and computing paper is on THIS SATURDAY and i havent started yet... keep going out and "study" with bren.. but we always end up talking cock... haha.. once we had an overnight marathon... okay we had two.. but twice i fell asleep early cos im weak... yeap~ but it was realy fun cos we ended up watching movies like harold and kuma and love actually instead of studyin..!! haha.... anyway its really time-consuming trying to maintain a relationship in uni.. sometimes i just feel like giving up but he's like the only one who motivates and pushes me to strieve for my best. sigh.... what more can i ask for..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been 3 mths since sch last started and i put on a whooping 4kg already... not losing anithing.... all the late night suppers.. dont care jus whack that kind.. being with the guys juz made me eat more (cos guys eat more?)... hahah ahh!! wonder when i become so self conscious abt my weight... but now im on a diet larh, planning to get rid of the excess spare tyre ard my tummy... my gym membership card is lost.. where did i put it?! i need to find it back....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;plans for the week!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;friday - planning to start mugging (note: START)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;saturday - exams till 8.30pm at nite... bah!&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;sunday - bday celebration w candice and yanhao&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;what i have been busy with.. (letting the pix do the talking)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;1. ktv session with my og mates at partyworld orchard..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img172.imageshack.us/img172/7871/cimg2031rx0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://img172.imageshack.us/img172/7871/cimg2031rx0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;urg. look very sian...:P&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img166.imageshack.us/img166/3050/cimg2025qj0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://img166.imageshack.us/img166/3050/cimg2025qj0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;crazy antics with my da4 ge.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. gyming&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img53.imageshack.us/img53/4135/image024na1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://img53.imageshack.us/img53/4135/image024na1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;damn shack after gym session.. hahah.. can u believe it? i still took this zilian photo even though my arms were gonna break.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;3. i got a new watch! after 5 years...lol&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img61.imageshack.us/img61/9076/image025yz3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://img61.imageshack.us/img61/9076/image025yz3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;its white.. babyg (as usual)... love it cause its sooo pretty!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;4. my darling cam shy boy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img70.imageshack.us/img70/8557/image026tr7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://img70.imageshack.us/img70/8557/image026tr7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;he hates been taken yet he still posed for the picture cause i requested for it. :p taken in the canteen at engin sch, during our common lunch break&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;okay! back to books~ ehehe.. yumin.. movie movieeee~ =x after my exams...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26649341-116007856215936757?l=idream-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idream-.blogspot.com/feeds/116007856215936757/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26649341&amp;postID=116007856215936757' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26649341/posts/default/116007856215936757'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26649341/posts/default/116007856215936757'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idream-.blogspot.com/2006/10/maths-test-down.html' title=''/><author><name>i-dream</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10014724613076676379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26649341.post-115847378195095902</id><published>2006-09-17T14:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-17T14:16:21.963+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i wanna watch a movie!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26649341-115847378195095902?l=idream-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idream-.blogspot.com/feeds/115847378195095902/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26649341&amp;postID=115847378195095902' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26649341/posts/default/115847378195095902'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26649341/posts/default/115847378195095902'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idream-.blogspot.com/2006/09/i-wanna-watch-movie.html' title=''/><author><name>i-dream</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10014724613076676379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26649341.post-115834494086662247</id><published>2006-09-16T02:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-16T02:34:52.973+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>during physics lecture today, it was raining. he said he wanted to crash my lecture so i was like okay lor. halfway, i merely mentioned that i was freezing in the lecture theatre. no one else had a jacket then..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after a while, he said he wanted to go out cos he wanna buy something to eat.. and he came back with some snacks for us to munch on during the two-hour lecture and a nice warm windbreaker. turned out he went all the way back to the dorm to get his jacket to lend me.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aww so sweet. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26649341-115834494086662247?l=idream-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idream-.blogspot.com/feeds/115834494086662247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26649341&amp;postID=115834494086662247' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26649341/posts/default/115834494086662247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26649341/posts/default/115834494086662247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idream-.blogspot.com/2006/09/during-physics-lecture-today-it-was.html' title=''/><author><name>i-dream</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10014724613076676379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26649341.post-115809203927318828</id><published>2006-09-13T04:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-13T04:13:59.333+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haiz, sometimes i realise that mood affects the way i react to people and situations. i feel so bad after all that has happened today.. my jiemei jiaming had to tolerate my small little tandrums cos i was so stressed over my tutorials.. feel kinda bad cos i gave him a very sian attitude.. den sirong... he alwaez drive me ard school and tries to help out whenever he cans.. todae i gave everyone a very chao bin and no one dare to speak to me.. ahh what the heck lah..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;today i finished 3 mid-term exam past year papers for maths.. 1st paper i got 83%... 2nd paper 92%... 3rd paper.. boo hoo... 75% cos of some careless mistakes... could have gotten higher than that.. how come after finishing the papers im still quite afraid for my maths...? did the papers in the study room with brenden who got full marks for the first 2 papers... see how smart the people ard me are..? sighz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okaez after that we went cold storage to do some grocerie shopping!! for our hostel.. i bought tuna and whole meal bread... and guess what? i finished half a loaf while trying to figure out my physics tutorial questions... grr!! hahaha... time to go for a gyming session.. anyway gym is fun~ so i dn mind... juz need to find d time..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well... anyhow, right now im feel totally rotten cos everything's in a mess now, got statics test on saturday and i know all my concepts... how come im STILL afraid? argh.. i jz wanna focus on my studies la.. but why is everyone asking me to help them with their work..? teach them....?? give them free tuition?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wtf... i mean help is help lah, but going to the extent of getting me to teach u for hrs isnt and whenever i ask u for help then u will siam... isnt tht abit.. err?? i also need my own time to study lehz.. n why is everyone borrowing my tutorials to copy full sale and hand up as assignments to the teacher? wtf cannot do on ur own meh?!?!? some of them even better, take my tutorial and photocopy a few copies n pass ard their frenz.. wah liao... its MY copy leh.. urgh i really cant stand such people la kaoz.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26649341-115809203927318828?l=idream-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idream-.blogspot.com/feeds/115809203927318828/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26649341&amp;postID=115809203927318828' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26649341/posts/default/115809203927318828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26649341/posts/default/115809203927318828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idream-.blogspot.com/2006/09/haiz-sometimes-i-realise-that-mood.html' title=''/><author><name>i-dream</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10014724613076676379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26649341.post-115798743525372394</id><published>2006-09-11T23:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-11T23:10:35.590+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>today had maths tutorial, argh super sian. went to ask the tutor some questions and he gave me some weird explaination after i listened i kinda gave up.. grr.. how come everyone in my class is calling me a shen in maths and borrowing my tutorials? i think im very average lor.. not say very good, not say very bad ba..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;after maths was statics lecture... sian ji bua, catch no ball againz cos the stupid lecturer went like a bullet gun! grrr... later muz go and read up i guess.. i got tutorial tml also.. after statics i went to meet up with my friends for lunch, got dragged along to play pool...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;brendan keeps saying i shud sleep early cos of my eye bags.. he says they are getting worse, but i think its impossible to sleep early with an amazing pile of work awaiting me to finish!! went to the gym juz now, feeling abit high on the endorphins as well.. hee ok mugging time...=)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26649341-115798743525372394?l=idream-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idream-.blogspot.com/feeds/115798743525372394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26649341&amp;postID=115798743525372394' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26649341/posts/default/115798743525372394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26649341/posts/default/115798743525372394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idream-.blogspot.com/2006/09/today-had-maths-tutorial-argh-super.html' title=''/><author><name>i-dream</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10014724613076676379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26649341.post-115785097519650167</id><published>2006-09-10T08:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-10T09:38:37.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>wow, stagnant again. haha oh shit everyone's gonna kill me for taking a hiatus without even mentioning that i was going on one. hee hee. taking a break from my notes now... urgh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway!! sch has started.. boo hoo! so guess what im busy with in NUS? tutorials la obviously. =p LOL. ok well, not EXACTLY tutorials nowadays lah. but there's still some element of fun in uni life after i've learnt to loosen up abit.. but im trying to know my own limits. =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;side tracking a little... work load is increasing at an exponential rate.. computing sucks.. in engineering school the ratio of guys to girls is super not proportionate... but some of they are really nice! kinda shows that guys do mature after army..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hostel life isnt really that fun as i've thought.. i kinda miss home (im at home now!).. but there's definitely more freedom. dont believe ask tiara. hahaha.. oh ya i met up with her b4 she flew back to canada! pretty pretty girl with wonderful makeup skills!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay i shall end with some of the pictures ba.. here's a summary of what ive been busy with since the beginning of this year till now (besides studying of cos):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my orientation grp (really fun... fostered many close bonds.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img183.imageshack.us/img183/5485/p1020034hd8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://img183.imageshack.us/img183/5485/p1020034hd8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pageant (in red.. argh!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img183.imageshack.us/img183/2638/p1020145th8.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://img183.imageshack.us/img183/2638/p1020145th8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2nd orientation&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img100.imageshack.us/img100/4946/dscn1100os6.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://img100.imageshack.us/img100/4946/dscn1100os6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;partying with my oweek OG guys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img174.imageshack.us/img174/9512/bash048sr1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://img174.imageshack.us/img174/9512/bash048sr1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay a lil tipsy. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://img204.imageshack.us/img204/9080/bash051gh0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://img204.imageshack.us/img204/9080/bash051gh0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;the rest of the pictures are in my lappy (as in laptop haha). =(&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26649341-115785097519650167?l=idream-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idream-.blogspot.com/feeds/115785097519650167/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26649341&amp;postID=115785097519650167' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26649341/posts/default/115785097519650167'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26649341/posts/default/115785097519650167'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idream-.blogspot.com/2006/09/wow-stagnant-again.html' title=''/><author><name>i-dream</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10014724613076676379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-26649341.post-114560859053573629</id><published>2006-04-21T16:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-04-21T16:36:30.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>hi all, im back. the blog's back.. haha.. everything seems so faraway now.. yumin dear, how are u doing? what about the rest..? please leave a comment when u see this!! :( i'll stick to a boring template becos i realised that i totally suck at html now. (after not touching blogging for so long)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright.. updates? im still fine at my teaching job at bnss and also giving private tuition. actually im involved in teaching the sec 5s emaths. but i always end up teaching them other subjects. haha. =) will try to update this blog as frequently as possible but most of the time im out of the house. when im back home i'll just head straight for the bed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes i admit im a pig haha.. =)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/26649341-114560859053573629?l=idream-.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://idream-.blogspot.com/feeds/114560859053573629/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=26649341&amp;postID=114560859053573629' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26649341/posts/default/114560859053573629'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/26649341/posts/default/114560859053573629'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://idream-.blogspot.com/2006/04/hi-all-im-back.html' title=''/><author><name>i-dream</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10014724613076676379</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry></feed>
