<?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-1831282305041216125</id><updated>2012-02-01T15:40:45.084+08:00</updated><title type='text'>its raining its raining lah lah lah laah lah lah lah...</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blabberingbribble.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831282305041216125/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blabberingbribble.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>xin ying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00390726468418917710</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-1831282305041216125.post-6759864792001606572</id><published>2011-04-18T23:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-18T23:43:18.888+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Time management</title><content type='html'>i hate myself for being a lousy friend. Dislike when i neglect my friends cos im  too busy. Lousy time management.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-bribble&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1831282305041216125-6759864792001606572?l=blabberingbribble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blabberingbribble.blogspot.com/feeds/6759864792001606572/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blabberingbribble.blogspot.com/2011/04/time-management.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831282305041216125/posts/default/6759864792001606572'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831282305041216125/posts/default/6759864792001606572'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blabberingbribble.blogspot.com/2011/04/time-management.html' title='Time management'/><author><name>xin ying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00390726468418917710</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-1831282305041216125.post-3005579640734987232</id><published>2011-04-18T21:17:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2011-04-18T22:05:14.779+08:00</updated><title type='text'>papa mama :)</title><content type='html'>lolz its been so long since i hav blog. Dun noe why was suddenly reminded of a thing call blog. n the first blog that i thought of was huiting's blog. I guess cos i always really enjoyed reading. Everytime i will hope for more post to read. But after that i will forget the existence of "Blogs" for a long time, n when im suddenly reminded of it, i will have plenty of post to read from her blog. Cheap thrill! one may say. ha... i guess im juz easily pleased:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what a time to blog, since exams are like 3 weeks away, but still... sometimes i will think that actually i have alot and am happy to be who i am. So maybe i shldnt ask for more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i came back to hall 2 days ago, though it was a sat afternoon, cos i have got lots of things to do, and being at home juz wouldnt help, i be too relax to do anything. So on sun afternoon, my mum called n say that my Er jie who is coming back to hall will bring me home-cooked dinner. I was waiting when my Dajie called me to say that my Er jie wil be coming back to hall late. I told her its ok, i dun mind eating eat too. The next moment, i was told that my mum is on her way to pulau NTU to deliver dinner to me. I literally teared in front of my laptop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I ask myself what more can i ask for? I have such a great mum who will travel miles, juz to deliver dinner to her daughter so that she doesnt have to eat dinner slightly later than usual timings. Its not like i have no access to food, she just wans me to be able to taste the food she prepared. My family dont own a car, n traveling down means that she have to travel for 1.5 hr on trains and buses holding 2 heavy bags and risk having no seats along the way, n missing the only evening when she can take a rest in the whole week. But she didnt even think twice. She is who i call mum. I teared to be grateful to be who i am, and told myself to not ask for anything more, as i alrdy have alot alot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I noe not all mum do stuff like that, but all mums love their kids in their own ways. N not to mention the greatness of Dad. My Dad show his love in many indirect ways which for others maybe hard to see. Sometimes it even involve putting down his pride as a man, how many man can do that? Its not easy. He isnt charismatic; he nvr answers to your questions cos his understanding and earring is bad, thats why i always joke that he always fail his comprehension back in sch; he isnt outright fatherly, he is stingy when it comes to money but he belongs to the other league. He do stuff in the dark and never make known. Everytime he tells me he spends ~1.6 bucks for his zap cai beng lunch almost everyday(after staff discount), my heart cries. He give up his time, his money for us. He might have been irritating yanking at us for not turning off the lights, he may appear stingy when he say that he will only buy zero dollar phone for me but taking a step back, all he have done as juz to save up. He told me that he wasnt like this when he was younger, and that i will be more concious when i become older and become a parent. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What more can i ask for when i hav much amazing parents? I am satisfied with my family and friends staying by my side, i am blessed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-bribble :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1831282305041216125-3005579640734987232?l=blabberingbribble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blabberingbribble.blogspot.com/feeds/3005579640734987232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blabberingbribble.blogspot.com/2011/04/papa-mama.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831282305041216125/posts/default/3005579640734987232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831282305041216125/posts/default/3005579640734987232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blabberingbribble.blogspot.com/2011/04/papa-mama.html' title='papa mama :)'/><author><name>xin ying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00390726468418917710</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-1831282305041216125.post-4494736365687319883</id><published>2010-08-11T09:39:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-11T10:06:05.523+08:00</updated><title type='text'>trust</title><content type='html'>You know how there is always the angel n devil side of you. You may have listened to the angel a million times, but once you decide to take on the side of the devil, even when it is just one playful thought, chance will just pounce on you like a leopard that has been stave for a few days.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There will be no immunity for punishments. No accumulated credits to be deduct from, for being obedient all the other time. No leniency.&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;When you are young, people will always say that its ok. But when you gets older, and when matters became not just a "oh you broke a mug" or "oh i drew on your book" issue, people only say its ok on the surface. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Like how quiky ponds may seems peaceful on the surface when there are millions of activity going on down there.&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;And when you are even older, it will no longer be ok. You pay for what you did. You lose the trust people had in you. People will now tell you "You did wrong". And that is not the worst.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"You can do nothing to redemn yourself." This is.&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;All you can do is to pray hard that your misdeed do not implicate domino effects and do as much to make yourself less guilty.&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;Trust is something that cannot be found onces it is lost. Like how water that is splash out cannot be return to its pail.&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;bribble&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1831282305041216125-4494736365687319883?l=blabberingbribble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blabberingbribble.blogspot.com/feeds/4494736365687319883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blabberingbribble.blogspot.com/2010/08/trust.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831282305041216125/posts/default/4494736365687319883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831282305041216125/posts/default/4494736365687319883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blabberingbribble.blogspot.com/2010/08/trust.html' title='trust'/><author><name>xin ying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00390726468418917710</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-1831282305041216125.post-1520479133256938342</id><published>2010-08-07T00:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2010-08-07T00:41:21.645+08:00</updated><title type='text'>work</title><content type='html'>work work work... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my heels ache after every working day... think im juz too heavy for my legs&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2 MORE DAYS MAN!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright jia yous !!! Hang on legs !!! CHIONG AH !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;bribble&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1831282305041216125-1520479133256938342?l=blabberingbribble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blabberingbribble.blogspot.com/feeds/1520479133256938342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blabberingbribble.blogspot.com/2010/08/work.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831282305041216125/posts/default/1520479133256938342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831282305041216125/posts/default/1520479133256938342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blabberingbribble.blogspot.com/2010/08/work.html' title='work'/><author><name>xin ying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00390726468418917710</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-1831282305041216125.post-6074148252666490233</id><published>2010-07-26T00:15:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-07-26T00:50:48.457+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Reflection for hols from May to July 2010</title><content type='html'>Was thinking of what i hav done in the Holz. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, if someone would ask me this qtn, i wouldn't know wat to say. Kinda feel guilty for not making use of my hols purposefully like what Ms Loo always say. Haha seems weird now as i use to ignore whatever she says. Now it kinda make sense. Especially when all your friends are doing what they are suppose to do. HuiTing already when to alaska, went to France for exchange, come back and make herself useful for her rag. It seems like she have already travel round the hemisphere but im still tying my shoelace. You feel like you are stagnant and rotting your life away. And how you are the one that will plan gatherings and whatever time slot is fine with you cos u have to much time to spare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Probably could have start work earlier and not use accounting exam as an excuse.&lt;br /&gt;Speaking of accounting makes me feel worse. I have got the whole hols to study for it. Yet i think i screw it up, due to my laziness and last minute habit. Seriously, hate that lin shi bao fo habit. Multiple slaps for myself. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I send to temp job applications today but i doubt im gonna get it given i can only work for three 5-days week minus one day. Going to collect my laptop tmr. Yes, it died on me again. Hope it does not happen again. Gonna sms my senior to borrow lectures and tutorials for next sem. Hopefully i can live the rest of my holz PURPOSEFULLY!!! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luckily, there are things that would make this hols appears to be well spend. Really looking forward to the genting trip with my folks. Its really a pity Geraldine and Terence cant join us. Haha and im going hall camp too as an senior attach. Oh, and i think Fishball n Co should go out for dinner soon.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thats all for reflection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-bribble&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1831282305041216125-6074148252666490233?l=blabberingbribble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blabberingbribble.blogspot.com/feeds/6074148252666490233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blabberingbribble.blogspot.com/2010/07/reflection-for-hols-from-may-to-july.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831282305041216125/posts/default/6074148252666490233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831282305041216125/posts/default/6074148252666490233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blabberingbribble.blogspot.com/2010/07/reflection-for-hols-from-may-to-july.html' title='Reflection for hols from May to July 2010'/><author><name>xin ying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00390726468418917710</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-1831282305041216125.post-5704108149143256653</id><published>2010-05-27T01:41:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2010-05-27T03:46:54.732+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thoughts after sem 2 results</title><content type='html'>... so its been very long since i hav blogged... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;juz saw my results for sem 2... hope everyone is fine... CONGRATS to all others who did well... everyone deserve a pat on their shoulders&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did not do well this sem again... actually worst... &lt;br /&gt;But to do justice to myself. i have to admit that i did work harder this sem &lt;br /&gt;maybe just not hard enough. still hav lots of room for improvement. &lt;br /&gt;maybe i shall aspire to be like the accting ppl... the god and goddess &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dun noe y looking at my grades developed certain random thoughts in me ...&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;i feel like im a little lost sometime... contemplating...&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;did i did the right thing?&lt;br /&gt;did i made the right choice?&lt;br /&gt;is this wat im made for?&lt;br /&gt;am i to follow the everyone's perception of the typical singaporean route?&lt;br /&gt;wat is the thing im made for?&lt;br /&gt;when will i find it?&lt;br /&gt;will i ever find it?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all my life (haha suddenly feel like completing this sentence by singing the song from hexis production... if u noe wat i means... haha only some will)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway all my life... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lets juz start with... i always though that everyone was made for something.&lt;br /&gt;Extraordinary people found the thing they are destined to excel in.&lt;br /&gt;Ordinary people just couldn't find it... but this does not mean that they r unhappy on the contrary many of them lived happily ever after. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all my life i thought that probably i will be juz another ordinary person, living my life... though ordinary but i hav&lt;br /&gt;great family&lt;br /&gt;found really heart-warming groups of friends (yup if u r reading this... u r one of them XD)&lt;br /&gt;dun really excel in anything&lt;br /&gt;doing fine as a student&lt;br /&gt;tie-ko ness allows me to achieve not bad grades in big exams&lt;br /&gt;enjoy my CCAs&lt;br /&gt;love my school life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I LOVE MY LIFE TO THE MAX!!!&lt;br /&gt;CONTENTED:)&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;nvr knew a the new environment would be tt diff&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it did not seems diff at first... probably my sub conscious mind waive it off at first&lt;br /&gt;but later it seeps in&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;sch no longer hav tt ful of crap and heart warming "si dang" tt looks out for you&lt;br /&gt;no longer pampered with your beloved teammates who you hav been through thick n thin and the sickest trng ever&lt;br /&gt;deprieved of the most interesting and mischievous class on earth&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;Not that i lose the motivation to study... juz that the environment is no longer before&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;now that i think of it luckily shiqi was with me all the time... if not it would probably be even more sad life... ha our room n the new ppl we knew :) was sort of a comfort zone in the new environment&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;when environment changes and things no longer happens how it usually does... doubts come into place...&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;losing identity&lt;br /&gt;losing confidence&lt;br /&gt;doubtful of my own abilities&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;perhaps this is something that i hav to go through and to admit&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is really hard at times&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but luckily i still hav those si dang... who r also working hard with me at some other place... the thought of that makes me smile :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;things get a little better as the sem comes to an end&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i get to know another group of friends in hall :) hopefully we can become si dangs...haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok so much for emo-ing and contemplating life&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;juz had a little chat with my er jie... she never fails to make me feels better&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she is one great example which illustrate the fact that if u hav been to the bottom ... somewhere in the middle isnt as dark as at seems&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;PRECISELY!!!&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 fact that i can type these thoughts while lying against the couch and having a laptop in front of me while some kind fella who never even dreamt of consuming meat is saving his last grain of rice shows how lucky i am&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;am lucky shit to be able to do such stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im definitely not at the bottom, neither did i get a taste of that somewhere in the middle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i juz merely dropped an inch&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shall get back on my feet &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;life isn't all about the bad stuff . It is how u see it.&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;  bribble&lt;br /&gt;smileZ... zzz everyone&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;ps: hey friends if u dun understand this post its alright... cos its juz my random thoughts... its juz bribble blabbering:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;n i feel like changing my backgound n font someday... my font like too small and read le bu shuai leh... i like hui ting's and jia yun's blog... clear and neat ... GOOD JOB ppl!!! haha&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1831282305041216125-5704108149143256653?l=blabberingbribble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blabberingbribble.blogspot.com/feeds/5704108149143256653/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blabberingbribble.blogspot.com/2010/05/blog-post.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831282305041216125/posts/default/5704108149143256653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831282305041216125/posts/default/5704108149143256653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blabberingbribble.blogspot.com/2010/05/blog-post.html' title='Thoughts after sem 2 results'/><author><name>xin ying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00390726468418917710</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-1831282305041216125.post-6166101894215025437</id><published>2009-09-23T12:02:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T12:19:32.244+08:00</updated><title type='text'>First sem quiz</title><content type='html'>YOU ARE SO NOT GONNA BRING ME DOWN!!!&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;FIGHTO!!! HWAITING!!!    &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;- angry bribble&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1831282305041216125-6166101894215025437?l=blabberingbribble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blabberingbribble.blogspot.com/feeds/6166101894215025437/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blabberingbribble.blogspot.com/2009/09/first-sem-quiz.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831282305041216125/posts/default/6166101894215025437'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831282305041216125/posts/default/6166101894215025437'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blabberingbribble.blogspot.com/2009/09/first-sem-quiz.html' title='First sem quiz'/><author><name>xin ying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00390726468418917710</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-1831282305041216125.post-7033434931007779833</id><published>2009-09-03T21:56:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-09-03T22:41:01.678+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hall 6 FOC n school start</title><content type='html'>oh well its been ages since i did my part as a blogger... i hope everyone dun give up hope in me... haha (pls kindly leave your footsteps to at least let me noe i still hav audience... haha)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i when for Hall 6 camp from 3 August to 9 August... its really fun n interesting and we get to noe many many people. I really like the idea of hall. Its like everyone is one big family doing things together, staying together having meals together. N the family is big and it gets bigger as time goes by. My OG was great. Very nice people with common interest ... ha crapping joking was always endless. Feel quite apologetic when i turn them down sometimes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh ya den sch started. before u noe it, its alreadyone month since school start. so everything is ilke vvvroOOoooom vvvrrOooOOOooommm pass. U cant get hold of anything much, just merely blurred images. but u kinda can slowly relate to it. ha... hope im gonna be fine in this school. but i will nvr forget my love for my beloved NYJC and BBGT. Hope my friends scattered around are all coping well. GO GO JIA YOUS people! Its nvr easy to start, but it gets better with time huh. HAHA positive positive!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so blend blend blend juz blend... as always something is wrong about my interpersonal skills. ha y can some people blend in so naturally? weirdo me is curious. luckily the people around me are nice people. i shall apologise for my handicap in expressing myself. Needa improve on the Arts of blending. Someone tutor me? WHAHAHA &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway i sign up for Nueve VI (my school FOC) first choice programmers, second fake freshie and third as photogs... Hope i get in... first or sec or third choice does not matter.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Loving hall 6 more n more... hope i can blend into my OG more n more. I will JIA YOUS...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I made someone nice tempered angry today... though he pulled down his angry mask fast enough to be nice... but still...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i feel horrible... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guilty......&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;people dun ask k? haha im strong, im ok...:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uLtiMate rAnDoMneSs:&lt;br /&gt;- miss the days when i shout my throat out to cheer for my bball mates on court&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;-horrible bribble&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1831282305041216125-7033434931007779833?l=blabberingbribble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blabberingbribble.blogspot.com/feeds/7033434931007779833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blabberingbribble.blogspot.com/2009/09/oh-well-its-been-ages-since-i-did-my.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831282305041216125/posts/default/7033434931007779833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831282305041216125/posts/default/7033434931007779833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blabberingbribble.blogspot.com/2009/09/oh-well-its-been-ages-since-i-did-my.html' title='Hall 6 FOC n school start'/><author><name>xin ying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00390726468418917710</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-1831282305041216125.post-6354888979552860888</id><published>2009-07-10T15:23:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T15:42:47.137+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mood swings</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vGpj5xnxwSk/Slbw8Prs8gI/AAAAAAAAAAU/ZMDRCd6r05w/s1600-h/Cartoon+angel+n+devil.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 87px; height: 99px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vGpj5xnxwSk/Slbw8Prs8gI/AAAAAAAAAAU/ZMDRCd6r05w/s400/Cartoon+angel+n+devil.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356733724596433410" /&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;i hate myself for having mood swings... it makes the ppl around me suffer... &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shoo you devil... i wun let you conquer my mind&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;be strong my angel...&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;uLtiMate rAnDoMneSs: I wan to ride on the backseat of a motorbike n go Dou Feng !!!&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;-bribble&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1831282305041216125-6354888979552860888?l=blabberingbribble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blabberingbribble.blogspot.com/feeds/6354888979552860888/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blabberingbribble.blogspot.com/2009/07/mood-swings.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831282305041216125/posts/default/6354888979552860888'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831282305041216125/posts/default/6354888979552860888'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blabberingbribble.blogspot.com/2009/07/mood-swings.html' title='Mood swings'/><author><name>xin ying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00390726468418917710</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><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_vGpj5xnxwSk/Slbw8Prs8gI/AAAAAAAAAAU/ZMDRCd6r05w/s72-c/Cartoon+angel+n+devil.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1831282305041216125.post-3759970634793885892</id><published>2009-07-08T00:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T00:57:01.580+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Transformer II Revenge of the fallen</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;when to watch transformer II today with sis-s... Its a nice movie n Megan Fox is HOT!!! its not juz any made-for-guy-robo-transform-power-rangers-like movie... it does hav its comical n amusing parts especially when bumble bee n the twins get emotional. its kinda funny to see the twins throw tantrum... n there probably going to have transformer III, right Michael Bay? haha...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-bribble&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1831282305041216125-3759970634793885892?l=blabberingbribble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blabberingbribble.blogspot.com/feeds/3759970634793885892/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blabberingbribble.blogspot.com/2009/07/transformer-ii-revenge-of-fallen.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831282305041216125/posts/default/3759970634793885892'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831282305041216125/posts/default/3759970634793885892'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blabberingbribble.blogspot.com/2009/07/transformer-ii-revenge-of-fallen.html' title='Transformer II Revenge of the fallen'/><author><name>xin ying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00390726468418917710</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-1831282305041216125.post-1009419503792816787</id><published>2009-07-06T23:09:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-07-08T01:04:03.165+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy 19 n Nueve V !!!</title><content type='html'>oh well its been almost a month since i hav blogged... hope you ppl still bother to hav a peek to c whether i hav updated... hee hee pai seh lah... its been really busy&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;so on 25 June met up with jy angmoh n hl tgt with some lao des to play bball...&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;yup after so long ... to shake off tt thick layer of rust&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;feels so good to sweat again...:)&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;den on 29 June... yup my birthday im off to Nueve (name of the camp tt i when to).&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;ha dun really hav any memories of times when i celebrate my birthday on my birthday itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha... sound weird huh. its just tt my birthday has always been eventful... something will always occur to push back celebrations. like on 29 June 2004 we played our first C'Division match in our lives den subsequently cos its a school day so we didnt celebrate or tt it falls on exams n O'level chinese oral... den in JC it was mid year exam... haha den this year it was Nueve...&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;ha but ppl dun worry... im not sad abt it. i think its prefectly understandable to postpone such celebrations if there is something thats going on... n wats more... all the things that take place during my birthday turn out to be enjoyable. No doubt about it. like we won our first match against New Town Sec if i remember correctly... i did well for O'level chinese oral... Nueve was a great success...&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;anywayzzz....zzz..... i really love Nueve!!! i wanna be fake freshies next year so i can experience it one more time... ha programmers would be fun too n i think the sense of satisfation will be superb!!! haha... but its like dat sad tt i need to go off on wed late afternoon for my accounting class... sianz... so dun feel like leaving the camp lor... maybe if i didnt i might have bonded more with the rest. i miss the beach games at sentosa n hence escape being Rudoph... n also missed the cheering competition n SP night (actually i dun mind missing SP night...cos im quite a shy person actually... haha)...&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;First day was initiation where by we needa go through all the shit before we can join the big family of CBE n BIE... but we the freshies were total not told abt it till we really experienced it... they blind folded us and we thought it was some night trail... ha but it turn out to be the shittiest but fun-est initiation ever...WHAHAHA!!! they pour soya sauce, lo zhap (the dark gravy) and leftovers frm our dinner onto us... they spread nutella on our face... made us crawl through swampy grounds... iritate us with leaves n made us play tug of war with a tree unknowingly. ha n the finale was to line us up like POWs n more rubbish were poured onto us... they pour buckets of water onto us n made us shiver in the still drizzling night... All this were done when we were blind-folded so the seniors juz go ard taking random shots n video when we were acting like a bunch of blind fools... HAHA... but the more dirty u get the more fun it is... this really reminds me of Basketball initiation though ours were really on a much smaller scale...&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;so second day we played field games ... one of the game was the Duck-line game at minds cafe juz that this time it was us who is the duck ...haha... the dodge ball was fun too cos we played with water bombs...&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;like the OGLs always says that the night is stilll young&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;so at night... it was fright night... there was a storyline n when were supposed to find out who is the murderer... we were suppose to go ard diff stations in the building to collect clues... some stations we get to speak to the chained up victim... some we were to visit the autopsy n examine dead bodies (there were real life actors acting as dead person)... other stations we were interogate by the murderer suspect... the whole building was so eerie... there were zombies walking n crawling at every station ready to pounce on you any time or grab yr ankles frm below ...&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 coordination was so gd that when you were in a station you are alone n you will not see any other OGs.The actors were great everything was so frightening n real. Really feel like saluting to them. there was this crawling zombie tt in his act slide down the staircase in attempt to chase us n he did tt for all the OG tt came to his station... this is damn pain lah...&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;SALUTE TO HIM!!!&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;hahaha the feeling was abit like playing real life L4D... haha with the zombies n the resting area at the staircase ... but i still think fright night was much much much scarier than L4D... its really heart racing... but i still love it though its feaks me out... haha sadist&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;then third day there was the amazing race n fourth day beach games at sentosa... the last day the cheering competition n the heart warming closing ceremony... everyone was camwhoring...haha den they revealed that there were seniors tt act as freshies in each OG.. haha i so feel like being fake freshies next year so tt i can go through it agn...WHAHAHA!!!&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;Thanks to everyone who played a part in Nueve...:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;so much for Nueve&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;when gina house on 5 july yesterday cos we heard that she was having inflammation with her leg... its kinda like having sprained ankle because of the swollen. She 's gonna get her report today... hope she's alright... Gina if you see this respond k? how's your report? Get well soon:)&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;feel like changing to life journal... but life journal dun have tag box right?&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;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;-bribble&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1831282305041216125-1009419503792816787?l=blabberingbribble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blabberingbribble.blogspot.com/feeds/1009419503792816787/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blabberingbribble.blogspot.com/2009/07/oh-well-its-been-almost-month-since-i.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831282305041216125/posts/default/1009419503792816787'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831282305041216125/posts/default/1009419503792816787'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blabberingbribble.blogspot.com/2009/07/oh-well-its-been-almost-month-since-i.html' title='Happy 19 n Nueve V !!!'/><author><name>xin ying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00390726468418917710</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-1831282305041216125.post-6398126393735320522</id><published>2009-06-08T10:40:00.006+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-08T17:33:13.695+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Hannah Montana</title><content type='html'>On sat when to catch a morning movie my fellow 072sixers. Saw Yingyu!!! after so long... really good to see people making the effort to stay in contact... The world is so big, for two to meet is really not easy. So should treasure the people around you no matter they are good or bad... cos undeniable they played a part in your growing up process. HA... so feel like singing SHE 痛快&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"很樂意　每段路都有陌生人同行愛或傷害　都歡呼　都是活過的證據"&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;anyway went to watch Hannah Montana... cos many people watch the other movies liao... ha so apologetic to the guys cos we went in and found out that the main targetted audience was young girls of age 4 - 7... HAHA so we were like the matured kids there. n many of the little girls there happens to be angmohs i dunno why. i saw this blond girl her features are damn pretty, blue eyes, sharp nose those that you will see on a kids garment advert... sure grow up to be a chio bu... the movie turn out to be better than i expected cos hannah really got character n the guy was quite charming...haha... as i always say no movie are really very very bad if not they would not have make it to the theatre...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 more weeks of work!!! haha... GO Go!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1831282305041216125-6398126393735320522?l=blabberingbribble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blabberingbribble.blogspot.com/feeds/6398126393735320522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blabberingbribble.blogspot.com/2009/06/on-sat-when-to-catch-morning-movie-my.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831282305041216125/posts/default/6398126393735320522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831282305041216125/posts/default/6398126393735320522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blabberingbribble.blogspot.com/2009/06/on-sat-when-to-catch-morning-movie-my.html' title='Hannah Montana'/><author><name>xin ying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00390726468418917710</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-1831282305041216125.post-5983164572899968872</id><published>2009-06-05T10:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2009-06-05T10:18:43.835+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Angmoh</title><content type='html'>Angmoh... though i doubt u r gonna c this&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;anyway&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hope to cya soon... miss tt bubbly side of you&lt;br /&gt;we r all here for you :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;juz wanna let u noe&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;sometimes its its ok to show the weak side of you&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;even the strongest people need a shoulder to rest on at times&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;n that is y angels brought friends to your world...&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;-bribble&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1831282305041216125-5983164572899968872?l=blabberingbribble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blabberingbribble.blogspot.com/feeds/5983164572899968872/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blabberingbribble.blogspot.com/2009/06/angmoh.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831282305041216125/posts/default/5983164572899968872'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831282305041216125/posts/default/5983164572899968872'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blabberingbribble.blogspot.com/2009/06/angmoh.html' title='Angmoh'/><author><name>xin ying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00390726468418917710</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-1831282305041216125.post-6349694990184619610</id><published>2009-05-25T10:18:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-25T10:28:47.509+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Char off to Taiwan May-June 2009</title><content type='html'>Char is of on sat... to Taiwan to see her nieces. Hope she can find somethings to do there. N pls eat more there... dun come back n tell us u lose a ton again... enjoy:) hope our bdae gift do keep u occupy...:) Take care...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw wat is the anime link tt u intro me huh?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-bribble&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1831282305041216125-6349694990184619610?l=blabberingbribble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blabberingbribble.blogspot.com/feeds/6349694990184619610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blabberingbribble.blogspot.com/2009/05/char-is-of-on-sat.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831282305041216125/posts/default/6349694990184619610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831282305041216125/posts/default/6349694990184619610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blabberingbribble.blogspot.com/2009/05/char-is-of-on-sat.html' title='Char off to Taiwan May-June 2009'/><author><name>xin ying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00390726468418917710</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-1831282305041216125.post-837434890153262932</id><published>2009-05-14T22:05:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-14T22:09:23.971+08:00</updated><title type='text'>NUS letter arrive...Mechanical Engineering</title><content type='html'>finally&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the man turn green&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but 2 paths ahead&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;which one?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-bribble&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1831282305041216125-837434890153262932?l=blabberingbribble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blabberingbribble.blogspot.com/feeds/837434890153262932/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blabberingbribble.blogspot.com/2009/05/nus-letter-arrivemechanical-engineering.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831282305041216125/posts/default/837434890153262932'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831282305041216125/posts/default/837434890153262932'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blabberingbribble.blogspot.com/2009/05/nus-letter-arrivemechanical-engineering.html' title='NUS letter arrive...Mechanical Engineering'/><author><name>xin ying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00390726468418917710</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-1831282305041216125.post-7269726562394002513</id><published>2009-05-13T00:27:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-13T00:31:34.012+08:00</updated><title type='text'>...waiting...</title><content type='html'>im crossing my fingers hard...&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;At the crossroad of my life&lt;br /&gt;With the direction set... (though im still having doubt abt it)&lt;br /&gt;Juz waiting for the man to turn green&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;Gd Luck to all the people i noe...&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;PS: Com tio virus... so to ppl out there sorry for all the weird messages u receive on msn...&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;-bribble&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1831282305041216125-7269726562394002513?l=blabberingbribble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blabberingbribble.blogspot.com/feeds/7269726562394002513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blabberingbribble.blogspot.com/2009/05/waiting.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831282305041216125/posts/default/7269726562394002513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831282305041216125/posts/default/7269726562394002513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blabberingbribble.blogspot.com/2009/05/waiting.html' title='...waiting...'/><author><name>xin ying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00390726468418917710</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-1831282305041216125.post-2138368474077701673</id><published>2009-05-05T09:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-05-04T18:07:10.719+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Char's 19</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;sorry ppl for not updating for such a long time... these few days has been hectic with my new job, gatherings n stuff... so the following is wat happened in the past one week...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Mon 27 Apr, after i was let of early from accounting lesson. i rush down to novena to meet my fellow BBGTians... It was sort of a "farewell gathering" cos Wileen will be flying off the next day to US to pursue her studies. BUT ITS DEFINITELY NOT FAREWELL... haha ha im sure she will visit us often. Glad to see many came down. Bao was doing her part as the Get High Member sharing with us her FASS SMU interview which turn out to be such a joke... no offence but its juz so entertaining. It is that day did i realise how much i miss Sheryl's contagious laughter (im smiling while writing this), it is ingrained in my mind ...haha... if you really like me to describe it... it will be like having an unchanged smiling face while her laughter intensifies. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;Really hates the idea of separation, but hav gotten use to it when Lye shiun, Glad n elsha left Singapore. Just makes me wonder is the grass greener on the other side? They obviously left for a reason... hmm if i can choose, i will like to stay in Singapore cos i simply love the everything here. Family n friends is enough to make me stay...whats more the environment is fantastic... you will never get lost, there is always something familiar at the next turn. Totally not shy or embarassed to admit that i love Singapore!!! Probably im just afraid of changes or that im too easily contented.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;HAPPY 19TH BIRTHDAY CHAR!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;sorry for not posting this earlier... really busy. When out on 30 Apr thurs to celebrate Char's Bdae. Didn't really like the stir fried noodle thingy it just taste like olive oil with spaggetti. As usual i became the rubbish dump of the skinny ppl around me. You ppl are trying to rear me into a pig huh? At least not now mah... got swine flu leh ... trying to get me killed? hahahah...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Char im so sure u r gonna read this... ha cos u blog hop so often&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Juz wanna thx you for being part of my life. Thx for being my bus stop-mate. It's really fun to be with Fishball n Co. Can nvr forget the days when we laugh our days away... esp with Gladys contagious laughter... we laugh at every single thing that we come across... Its just so crazily happy... haha... really hope that one day Fishball &amp;amp; Co will reunited. This might only come true after glad n elsha graduate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meet up with shiqi, huiting, pamela, geridine, terence, zhe rui, alex, chang hoe on labor day to play basketball n tennis. WOoHoO!!! so nice to see everyone making the effort to come by so early to work out. N it seems like my tennis skills got improvement though i didn't practice... i wonder y too. i probably played in my dreams...hehee... Den we decided to catch a movie at J8. Noel n yi xuan came too. Wolferine was our ultimate pick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The movie was not bad lah... sadly ms sim n ms koh couldn't join us. shiqi n i concluded that we still prefer other X-men character to wolferine cos their super power r much cooler than wolferine's. Ha but this seems to conflict with noel's perception. Mr Noel u can still hold on to yr boring Wolferine... while sq n i will choose to fall for the cooler ones... hehe&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-bribble&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1831282305041216125-2138368474077701673?l=blabberingbribble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blabberingbribble.blogspot.com/feeds/2138368474077701673/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blabberingbribble.blogspot.com/2009/04/chars-19.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831282305041216125/posts/default/2138368474077701673'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831282305041216125/posts/default/2138368474077701673'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blabberingbribble.blogspot.com/2009/04/chars-19.html' title='Char&apos;s 19'/><author><name>xin ying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00390726468418917710</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-1831282305041216125.post-3138308356160446094</id><published>2009-04-24T14:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-24T10:04:24.155+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Super hero Zara!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;And Zara save the day...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;once more...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When job interview with shikee teo. The job offer that stella offers was quite interesting. one can learn alot especially when it can enhance my accounting course. but the pay was er hum...quite low 800/month and when you divde it out it is like 5/hr. ok lah experience is more valuable than money at our age. when another job interview and it was to conduct survey through phone... though shiqi and i got sick of phone but this one is really good and easy money once you get the hang of it. there is no basic pay you just earn through commission...7-10/ survey + bonus if you can reach minimum target. THAT ITS man, i am gonna work full time for stella and part-time for the survey job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After that when shopping at marina square to search for the skirt i need for college day. after a long search shiqi and i got tired and our attention natural and gradually... hee hee got diverted to the food section. haha its just so us. so we shared an anderson ice cream and some mami like thingy from muji. but still im in need of skirt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally we got a skirt from Zara!!! it wasn't too formal so i can wear it on normal days and it looks ok with the formal black top i have. and it is probably off season so the price was not the usual Zara price. haha ... Zara save the day again like how it save me when i needed a prom dress desperately. XD&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-bribble&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1831282305041216125-3138308356160446094?l=blabberingbribble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blabberingbribble.blogspot.com/feeds/3138308356160446094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blabberingbribble.blogspot.com/2009/04/super-hero-zara.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831282305041216125/posts/default/3138308356160446094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831282305041216125/posts/default/3138308356160446094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blabberingbribble.blogspot.com/2009/04/super-hero-zara.html' title='Super hero Zara!!!'/><author><name>xin ying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00390726468418917710</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-1831282305041216125.post-1741115215300633848</id><published>2009-04-23T14:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-23T00:10:36.309+08:00</updated><title type='text'>WiNd &amp; rAiN!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&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;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;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;WiNd &amp;amp; rAiN!!!&lt;/span&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;...receive NTU acceptance letter for Chemical and biomolecular engineering&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;-bribble&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1831282305041216125-1741115215300633848?l=blabberingbribble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blabberingbribble.blogspot.com/feeds/1741115215300633848/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blabberingbribble.blogspot.com/2009/04/wind-rain-bribble.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831282305041216125/posts/default/1741115215300633848'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831282305041216125/posts/default/1741115215300633848'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blabberingbribble.blogspot.com/2009/04/wind-rain-bribble.html' title='WiNd &amp; rAiN!!!'/><author><name>xin ying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00390726468418917710</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-1831282305041216125.post-195918639940832791</id><published>2009-04-22T14:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-22T23:59:16.923+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ben &amp; Jerry's FrEE Cone Day 2009 Xb</title><content type='html'>LOLZ... today was so eventful&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When to work at ATAS as usual but found out that all telephone lines were CUT OFF!!! As a responsible worker, needa somehow act concern over the issue. But seriously i can't denial that i was excited over the thought that i can jia-zhuai openly...haha cmon...WHAT IS A TELEMARKETER SUSPOSE TO DO WHEN HER FELLOW WORK-MATE mR TELE FAILED ON HER? mourn over the sudden departure of someone once so physically close to her? or secretly uhm qio n internal bleed like mad... (sq if u r reading this u be smiling by now right... think alike? High Five!!! ) Later we found out that it was becos ATAS did not pay the phone bills... ha so typical drama scenario.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In the mean time, thx to char we found out that today is Ben &amp;amp; Jerry's FrEE Cone Day!!! Miss it last year so shiqi n i decided to go for early lunch to avoid the office crowd. ha... on the way we were like walking damn fast... keep imagining that every passer-by were our potential compettors. I ate Chocolate macadamia and vanila n shiqi ate Chocolate fudge brownie n vanila... n yes if u were having second thoughts... We Queue Twice!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh my tian seahxinying... wat happen to the 5kg target that Beth set for u? totally submerge in the sea... But since we need to walk from Raffles mrt to city hall mrt, shiqi and me concluded that we burn fats to replenish oil.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;N thats not all... though the phone lines were later connected there were not much to do too. The whole Dating Loft n ATAS were like taking turns to go queue for ice cones. So in the end we end up pei-ing Felicia go queue again. The queue was much longer at 5.40pm with all the students n worker population whose day just ended. While waiting i caught sight of an angmoh who gave a fascinated look at the snake of Singaporeans thrilling over a few tubes of icecream.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shld we be embarassed abt our kiasuness? Y shld we stop doing pocket-saving acts when in the process u can tok crap with your pals n taste expensive wonders without forking out a single penny.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So there goes another Chocolate Macadamia... 3 Ben's &amp;amp; Jerry in total, GG sia. So much for my 5kg target.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya... shiqi n i got retrench from ATAS today... cos there was no leads left to call. but got an interview awaiting tmr, so wish me luck:)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uLtiMate rAnDoMneSs:&lt;br /&gt;1. my jobs r always found through friends... angmoh huiling shiqi felicia... thx ppl CX&lt;br /&gt;2. sq n i are easily amused, easily satisfied people who find interest in practically everything under the sun&lt;br /&gt;3. sq n i are total noob in msn abbreviation&lt;br /&gt;4. in huiting's menu india dishes are the most addictive. Its the perfect antidote for laughter hunger appetitites... STRONGLY RECOMMENDED!!! please take orders from her when u c her. but do note that quantity is diminishing as she is tired of repeating them. while stock last.&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;-Bribble&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1831282305041216125-195918639940832791?l=blabberingbribble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blabberingbribble.blogspot.com/feeds/195918639940832791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blabberingbribble.blogspot.com/2009/04/ben-jerrys-free-cone-day-2009-xb.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831282305041216125/posts/default/195918639940832791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831282305041216125/posts/default/195918639940832791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blabberingbribble.blogspot.com/2009/04/ben-jerrys-free-cone-day-2009-xb.html' title='Ben &amp; Jerry&apos;s FrEE Cone Day 2009 Xb'/><author><name>xin ying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00390726468418917710</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-1831282305041216125.post-2834684335957284804</id><published>2009-04-21T09:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2009-04-20T18:11:04.405+08:00</updated><title type='text'>my FIRST tImE!!!</title><content type='html'>Hey Hey!!!...it my first time blogging...dun noe wat to say... apparently this is just a testing post. haha... i used to not understand y ppl have blogs, like it is time consuming n the thought of creating one was like bleah...so much work. So unlike the so many hardworking ppl around me, lazy me choose to be the blogless one. But the turning point came during this period of time when we all graduate from ny. Not being able to see friends n my fellow teammates for weeks or months, i feel the need to at least go visit their blog to catch up with whatever they are up to. ha... c how gd a friend i am (though i got lazy after some time... when we start to meet up n blah... hee) Thanks to blogs, i felt contacted to my fellow people. So tadaaa... ignorant me finally c the greatness of blogs. N to the person who invented Blog and initiate Blogging...SALUTE (right hands up)!!! Thanks man i bet u r a gd friend. lolz...To my fellow people out there, do drop by my blog once in a while when u r free n u rmb. N rmb to leave yr foot step at the tag box at times. Though i doubt many people will read this post, but still Tanku veri muc. Hope i bring some laughter to u during yr trip here. ohya!!! im actually at work now... cannot jiazhuai liao...ha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wheeuu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Bribble&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1831282305041216125-2834684335957284804?l=blabberingbribble.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://blabberingbribble.blogspot.com/feeds/2834684335957284804/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://blabberingbribble.blogspot.com/2009/04/my-first-time.html#comment-form' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831282305041216125/posts/default/2834684335957284804'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1831282305041216125/posts/default/2834684335957284804'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://blabberingbribble.blogspot.com/2009/04/my-first-time.html' title='my FIRST tImE!!!'/><author><name>xin ying</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/00390726468418917710</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></feed>
