<?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-36826707</id><updated>2011-04-22T08:01:00.788+08:00</updated><category term='xiaochun sucks.'/><category term='im emo today.'/><title type='text'>vzech</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vzech.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36826707/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vzech.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36826707/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01030469579555818327</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>113</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36826707.post-109770767747098250</id><published>2008-01-07T23:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-07T23:57:43.411+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>JUST SO YOU KNOW, IVE MOVED TO:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;vzech.livejournal.com&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thankyou (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36826707-109770767747098250?l=vzech.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vzech.blogspot.com/feeds/109770767747098250/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36826707&amp;postID=109770767747098250' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36826707/posts/default/109770767747098250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36826707/posts/default/109770767747098250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vzech.blogspot.com/2008/01/just-so-you-know-ive-moved-to-vzech.html' title=''/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01030469579555818327</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-36826707.post-6977652069197544745</id><published>2008-01-03T01:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-03T01:16:23.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://tjcmepgoesnyc.livejournal.com"&gt;MY BLOOD AND SWEAT.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36826707-6977652069197544745?l=vzech.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vzech.blogspot.com/feeds/6977652069197544745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36826707&amp;postID=6977652069197544745' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36826707/posts/default/6977652069197544745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36826707/posts/default/6977652069197544745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vzech.blogspot.com/2008/01/my-blood-and-sweat.html' title=''/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01030469579555818327</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-36826707.post-7109046361749458454</id><published>2008-01-01T00:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-01T00:26:42.787+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I want a Minox DCC Leica M3 5.0 MP Digital Camera, its like the coolest camera evor. Anyway, since you're here, happy new year to you. I'm not exactly ready to accept that its already 2008, I prefer living in the past. I dont really want to know that it's kind of a fact that I'm already J2, and school's going to start in, 1 day, and best of all, A levels is absolutely here. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know, what's a new year without a new year resolution.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So here's mine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Please go to the National Library daily after school to revise/study/do-your-homework. Avoid staying in school, you know why.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Harsh bit, I don't even know if I will keep to this. Haha. Owellz. Well, it could have easily been: "STAY AWAY FROM THE INTERNET" :S If that were to be my new year resolution, I'd probably die in 2008. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh wells, its already 1212 :( 12 minutes past 2008!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm going to start panic now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway I feel rather inspired by this trashy book that I read. It's about this guy who took over his country, and he destroyed and banned all sorts of technology, and brought his country back to year 0 because he thought there was too much contamination in people's thinking. Because it was a trashy book, I couldn't remember the title, at all. I feel like converting this place to year 0, where all of us will be farmers, and we wouldn't need to study. Come to think about it, I'd rather live such a life, than study. My, I cannot express how much I detest inquiring knowledge. Because, they come and go, they never stayed. Okay, this is becoming quite emotional, so I shall so friggin' stop man. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2008, ew, I wish you never came into my life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36826707-7109046361749458454?l=vzech.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vzech.blogspot.com/feeds/7109046361749458454/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36826707&amp;postID=7109046361749458454' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36826707/posts/default/7109046361749458454'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36826707/posts/default/7109046361749458454'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vzech.blogspot.com/2008/01/i-want-minox-dcc-leica-m3-5.html' title=''/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01030469579555818327</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-36826707.post-8440748328827691466</id><published>2007-12-27T00:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-27T00:11:47.191+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c4q5yt0kVYM/R3J9MYNZcpI/AAAAAAAAADg/_SIlGn0ngi4/s1600-h/imposters!.bmp"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5148314975648445074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c4q5yt0kVYM/R3J9MYNZcpI/AAAAAAAAADg/_SIlGn0ngi4/s320/imposters!.bmp" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; EEEEEEEEK, IMPOSTERS!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36826707-8440748328827691466?l=vzech.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vzech.blogspot.com/feeds/8440748328827691466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36826707&amp;postID=8440748328827691466' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36826707/posts/default/8440748328827691466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36826707/posts/default/8440748328827691466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vzech.blogspot.com/2007/12/eeeeeeeek-imposters.html' title=''/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01030469579555818327</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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c4q5yt0kVYM/R3J9MYNZcpI/AAAAAAAAADg/_SIlGn0ngi4/s72-c/imposters!.bmp' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36826707.post-8976090076158807816</id><published>2007-12-25T01:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-25T01:30:13.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>O Hay one and all!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;MERRY CHRISTMAS! :D Today's the day, we celebrate and give thanks to Daddy God, for sending Jesus down, so that we'll all remember God's undying Love for each and every of us here! So today, we all celebrate Jesus' birthday. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He knows our frame; He remembers that we are dust. - Psalm 103:14&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, He does! Our almighty Lord came down to save all of us, to put an end to all our sufferings, and gave us eternal blessings! He also never ever wavered in faith! He is so powerful! All praise the Lord! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wheeee! Our Lord is ever so amazing, so powerful! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, let's all gather as a holy communion, and let's all remember how much Our Saviour has done for us, as well as God's Love for each and every one of us!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HAVE A BLESSED CHRISTMAS AND GOD BLESS ALL OF YOU FRIENDS!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;P.S.&lt;br /&gt;Sorry if you didn't receive a Christmas greeting from me, airwaves was sucky!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, did I mention, Shanye Ward's album is awesome! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36826707-8976090076158807816?l=vzech.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vzech.blogspot.com/feeds/8976090076158807816/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36826707&amp;postID=8976090076158807816' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36826707/posts/default/8976090076158807816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36826707/posts/default/8976090076158807816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vzech.blogspot.com/2007/12/o-hay-one-and-all-merry-christmas-d.html' title=''/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01030469579555818327</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-36826707.post-4090105380530663140</id><published>2007-12-18T22:27:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-18T22:33:55.605+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I GOT MY DIPLOMA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;http://www.petatv.com/tvpopup/Prefs.asp?video=fur_farm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway. I hate people who wear fur/leather. Yes, I'm all against animal fur/leather. Absolutely ANTI. Who cares if it makes you hot. (cues Kathleen) Boo you china men who skin animals alive, you guys suck. Can you imagine, someone skinning you alive, sucker? It's probably like, throwing you into a cauldron of boiling oil. You inhumane skeez, don't even deserve any right to be called human. Not even beasts. Not even imbeciles. Your atrocities. Why do these poor innocent animals get skinned alive for no apparent reason. Shall I personally skin you alive to make a new coat? This is like, insane. Stop animal abuse.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36826707-4090105380530663140?l=vzech.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vzech.blogspot.com/feeds/4090105380530663140/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36826707&amp;postID=4090105380530663140' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36826707/posts/default/4090105380530663140'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36826707/posts/default/4090105380530663140'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vzech.blogspot.com/2007/12/i-got-my-diploma.html' title=''/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01030469579555818327</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-36826707.post-7754942732309236336</id><published>2007-12-16T12:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-16T12:34:47.148+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;TJC FIESTA MOOZIC 2007!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c4q5yt0kVYM/R2SnSINZciI/AAAAAAAAACo/SUoRycdyB28/s1600-h/P1020445.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c4q5yt0kVYM/R2SnSINZciI/AAAAAAAAACo/SUoRycdyB28/s320/P1020445.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the band&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c4q5yt0kVYM/R2SnS4NZcjI/AAAAAAAAACw/LSGVxVrHIA8/s1600-h/P1020446.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c4q5yt0kVYM/R2SnS4NZcjI/AAAAAAAAACw/LSGVxVrHIA8/s320/P1020446.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;again.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c4q5yt0kVYM/R2SnS4NZckI/AAAAAAAAAC4/tf3_2KxIOhU/s1600-h/P1020447.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c4q5yt0kVYM/R2SnS4NZckI/AAAAAAAAAC4/tf3_2KxIOhU/s320/P1020447.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;the ex-section!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c4q5yt0kVYM/R2SnTINZclI/AAAAAAAAADA/7nxle5BxVE8/s1600-h/P1020448.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c4q5yt0kVYM/R2SnTINZclI/AAAAAAAAADA/7nxle5BxVE8/s320/P1020448.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;again!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c4q5yt0kVYM/R2SpI4NZcmI/AAAAAAAAADI/lSqqXgK3s5Q/s1600-h/collage1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c4q5yt0kVYM/R2SpI4NZcmI/AAAAAAAAADI/lSqqXgK3s5Q/s320/collage1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;saxes! where insanity/whoreness (no such word, who cares) is not a choice, and scandals start. (: e and r, ER.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c4q5yt0kVYM/R2SpJINZcnI/AAAAAAAAADQ/Y1OvrBpargU/s1600-h/P1020463.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c4q5yt0kVYM/R2SpJINZcnI/AAAAAAAAADQ/Y1OvrBpargU/s320/P1020463.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="center"&gt;started by US truly (:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center" align="left"&gt;Concert was ok, but I really had fun with everyone else (: Yay, go clarinets and saxes! :D And, the band! &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36826707-7754942732309236336?l=vzech.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vzech.blogspot.com/feeds/7754942732309236336/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36826707&amp;postID=7754942732309236336' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36826707/posts/default/7754942732309236336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36826707/posts/default/7754942732309236336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vzech.blogspot.com/2007/12/tjc-fiesta-moozic-2007-band-again.html' title=''/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01030469579555818327</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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c4q5yt0kVYM/R2SnSINZciI/AAAAAAAAACo/SUoRycdyB28/s72-c/P1020445.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36826707.post-5609137544623995996</id><published>2007-12-14T11:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-14T11:38:35.529+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello, I figured. I don't think I will spend much time typing out an entry for the NYC trip, since I'm going to man our mep nyc blog. Haha, so check it out from there! :D But I will still try to post something on that lah. Meanwhile, I'm trying to come out with a template as well as content for our dear blog. :S&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I realised I have some alien sightings on my camera. :O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c4q5yt0kVYM/R2H1ibvCvpI/AAAAAAAAACI/SvNry1Ry0No/s1600-h/P1010947.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c4q5yt0kVYM/R2H1ibvCvpI/AAAAAAAAACI/SvNry1Ry0No/s160/P1010947.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c4q5yt0kVYM/R2H1irvCvqI/AAAAAAAAACQ/q5i0rMAJXFE/s1600-h/P1010948.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c4q5yt0kVYM/R2H1irvCvqI/AAAAAAAAACQ/q5i0rMAJXFE/s160/P1010948.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c4q5yt0kVYM/R2H1k7vCvrI/AAAAAAAAACY/Wd9Cd2Qbk24/s1600-h/P1010949.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c4q5yt0kVYM/R2H1k7vCvrI/AAAAAAAAACY/Wd9Cd2Qbk24/s160/P1010949.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I KNOW RIGHT?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I made a MASSIVE collage. I mean it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c4q5yt0kVYM/R2H6SbvCvsI/AAAAAAAAACg/6Z9cGQRkTqg/s1600-h/collage.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c4q5yt0kVYM/R2H6SbvCvsI/AAAAAAAAACg/6Z9cGQRkTqg/s320/collage.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;These are the ones that I prefer. Haha, oh wells.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good day y'all&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36826707-5609137544623995996?l=vzech.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vzech.blogspot.com/feeds/5609137544623995996/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36826707&amp;postID=5609137544623995996' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36826707/posts/default/5609137544623995996'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36826707/posts/default/5609137544623995996'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vzech.blogspot.com/2007/12/hello-i-figured.html' title=''/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01030469579555818327</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://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c4q5yt0kVYM/R2H1ibvCvpI/AAAAAAAAACI/SvNry1Ry0No/s72-c/P1010947.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36826707.post-2757969357956303183</id><published>2007-12-10T04:50:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-10T04:54:34.649+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hi guys. I'm back in Singapore! As happy as I might be, I'm missing NYC terribly. I loved NYC. It was amazing. Such an amzing trip. OHMY. Friends, we must go back there after A levels and stay at Woodburys for like 3 days 3 nights. I really loved it there, its when I got back here in Singapore that I realised how much I missed NYC. A day ago, I was still in NYC. After 24 hours in the air, I'm back in Singapore.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SIGHS. I miss NYC, alot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyways, jet lag. That sucks. And now I'm awake at 4.53 am because its supposedly day time now in NYC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARGH! I MISS NYC!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photos will come soooooon, right after we compile (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AHHHHHHHH! NYC.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36826707-2757969357956303183?l=vzech.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vzech.blogspot.com/feeds/2757969357956303183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36826707&amp;postID=2757969357956303183' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36826707/posts/default/2757969357956303183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36826707/posts/default/2757969357956303183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vzech.blogspot.com/2007/12/hi-guys.html' title=''/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01030469579555818327</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-36826707.post-3575470783621588197</id><published>2007-11-24T01:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-24T01:22:03.190+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>TBH, I'm fucking disappointed. This is quite a sensitive post, so don't get all defensive you're totally offended by what I'm going to say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TJC is one fucking unpopular school. No one apparently wants to come here. It's sore to bring up the issue of WH but unfortunately it has obviously taken its toll. Together with its so-called &lt;em&gt;ugly uniform, supposed cheena community, old ugly school, tough mugger lives. &lt;/em&gt;However total misconceptions I guess. Like wth please, do I seem anything close to cheena to you? Do I look like a MUGGER. Seriously, people are just thinking too much. Why do they care so much about all these even. Its not even going to affect them eventually seriously.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whatever. For all I know, TJC's not like what people perceive at all please.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36826707-3575470783621588197?l=vzech.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vzech.blogspot.com/feeds/3575470783621588197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36826707&amp;postID=3575470783621588197' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36826707/posts/default/3575470783621588197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36826707/posts/default/3575470783621588197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vzech.blogspot.com/2007/11/tbh-im-fucking-disappointed.html' title=''/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01030469579555818327</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-36826707.post-2651963989058103864</id><published>2007-11-22T00:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-22T01:30:02.969+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sugar Daddy's gone, my potential lesbo partner is here to stay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;uhm, sorry for emailing you but i found your profile the other day and ithink your privacy settings are too high because i couldn't view it. i like yourstyle and was hoping to find out more about you. if you want to send me an email back.we can go from there. you could view my profile if you are curious. I prefer usingneatvibe, so if you want you can look me up there.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a onclick="onClickUnsafeLink(event);" href="http://christy.(fill%20in%20the%20blank).neatvibe.com/" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;em&gt;http://Christy.(FILL IN THE BLANK).neatvibe.com&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (yea i didnt include the whole address)&lt;em&gt; hope to hear from you soon. bye for now!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Zomg, she's a party girl, she must have seeeeeeeeeen the ah lian comment from siying. She's going to be the America's Next Top Trendsetter: Party Girl Version. Must be a great hit for I'm DA muse.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My potential lesbo partner hor.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36826707-2651963989058103864?l=vzech.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vzech.blogspot.com/feeds/2651963989058103864/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36826707&amp;postID=2651963989058103864' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36826707/posts/default/2651963989058103864'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36826707/posts/default/2651963989058103864'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vzech.blogspot.com/2007/11/sugar-daddys-gone-my-potential-lesbo.html' title=''/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01030469579555818327</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-36826707.post-5468092683224205273</id><published>2007-11-20T22:48:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-20T22:48:32.780+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I had sectionals today (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36826707-5468092683224205273?l=vzech.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vzech.blogspot.com/feeds/5468092683224205273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36826707&amp;postID=5468092683224205273' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36826707/posts/default/5468092683224205273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36826707/posts/default/5468092683224205273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vzech.blogspot.com/2007/11/i-had-sectionals-today.html' title=''/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01030469579555818327</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-36826707.post-4519924348959204637</id><published>2007-11-19T21:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-19T21:33:21.925+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/72RFO1YtLMg&amp;amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/72RFO1YtLMg&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;p&gt;Zomg, this is the first time I saw this video of Bjork's Innocence from Volta, ON MTV. Ohmy.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;I went out with PW and Van today. (:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36826707-4519924348959204637?l=vzech.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vzech.blogspot.com/feeds/4519924348959204637/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36826707&amp;postID=4519924348959204637' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36826707/posts/default/4519924348959204637'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36826707/posts/default/4519924348959204637'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vzech.blogspot.com/2007/11/zomg-this-is-first-time-i-saw-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01030469579555818327</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-36826707.post-92365774321900953</id><published>2007-11-18T00:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-18T00:53:53.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey friends. I know, I haven been updating about, my life. You see, I've changed blogskin again. It's not some emo shit ok, its this really nice song by Hinder, Better than me. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically, I've had band for the past four days. And my lips are absolutely peeling. Unfortunately I just feel like I hadn't been practising enough, judging by my standard now. Pft, letdown. Well, no comments.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, I realised. I totally forgot to mention about my fabulous class chalet at changi chalet k. It was really great, spending more than 48 hours together. We did beach cleanup, girl talk, mahjong, night cycling, water bombing, OPERATION LAKSA! Zomg thanks class guys for your 'brilliant prank' yea. Twas cool, I really had fun with the class. :D The feeling I have now, cannot be explained with words. I love 02/07, truly. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last saturday I met up with my darling spurts! Went back TKGS. Woah, they've got really nice songs to play, I'm jealous. And we went for dinner. Thanks guys for the treat! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I met up with my class again on Tuesday! We went for dinner. Thanks Zhijun, Van and Naresh for that new uber cool cute notebook! :D (FYI I've written a tribute to you guys on the first page of the book!) And, thanks again for the treat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday was the day. I finally got cakes (and tarts). (: Heee, thanks clarinets, Chun &amp; Jon (You figure that these two names should come together), and tjcsb! Last but not least, my cool family. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met up with my twins, no, triplets (WANWAN + SIYING), to get presents for each other! We went to eat at Fish and Co, and walked around the entire TM and Century Square trying to get a present for me hahaha. Sorry lah, I didn't have anything in mind lo. But in the end, they (we) got these really cool electric blue headphones from Audio Technica! :D Yay thanks! :D And cos I had piano lessons and they wanted to go to the kimdiam in Parkway, I gave them ten bucks each to pierce their ears. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So anyway, I went to the airport to chillllllllllllll after band. We were like in a ghetto, sitting at the staircase that not many people go to. Yea, tbh, I thought that was weirdly exciting. ;s Quite, uh, fun. Okay la. I mean, its the AIRPORT. Okay, I think I know why. ITS BECAUSE IM GOING NEWYORK IN A WEEK BBS! Well yea. (: I really cant cant cant wait. Thinking about it just rocks. Zomg.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its about time I start packing.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36826707-92365774321900953?l=vzech.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vzech.blogspot.com/feeds/92365774321900953/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36826707&amp;postID=92365774321900953' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36826707/posts/default/92365774321900953'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36826707/posts/default/92365774321900953'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vzech.blogspot.com/2007/11/hey-friends.html' title=''/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01030469579555818327</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-36826707.post-481452841179721879</id><published>2007-11-12T23:38:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-12T23:39:30.238+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/XC_GnG1wO38&amp;rel=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/XC_GnG1wO38&amp;rel=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="355"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;p&gt;Konichiwa bitches from Beijing to Saigon (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36826707-481452841179721879?l=vzech.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vzech.blogspot.com/feeds/481452841179721879/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36826707&amp;postID=481452841179721879' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36826707/posts/default/481452841179721879'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36826707/posts/default/481452841179721879'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vzech.blogspot.com/2007/11/konichiwa-bitches-from-beijing-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01030469579555818327</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-36826707.post-1698388355428978565</id><published>2007-11-01T22:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-01T22:41:15.444+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HAHAHAHAHAHAHA. Yes, I'm kinda in love with Saw.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this is what I found, feast your eyes and brains! HAHAHAHA! Its hilarious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10. A jay-walker learns the error of his ways by having his legs ripped off and battery acid poured all over the bleeding stumps, then gets ran over by a car, at which point his corpse is raped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9. A woman who rudely talks throughout a movie has her vocal cords ripped out and is savagely beaten with a cell phone, and then her corpse is raped in the back of the theater.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8. A cheap-skate diner who doesn’t understand the concept of proper tipping etiquette has quarters pressure-pumped into every orifice of his body until he internally bleeds to death and is turned into a human pinata for his waitress, who is forced to smash him in the face with a sledgehammer and pick up all the quarters before finally getting beaten to death herself with that bag of quarters for being too greedy. Both corpses are duly raped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7. A guy who doesn’t recycle is boiled alive and his remains are used to make a handbag, which is then raped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6. A married couple who has sex without condoms are both stabbed in the eyes with a needle covered in AIDS and corpse-raped by someone who practices safer sex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5. A roommate who steals the last piece of pizza from the fridge is ran over with a steam-roller, corpse-raped, sprinkled with mozzarella, placed into a brick oven for 15 minutes, and force-fed to his fat roommate, who shouldn’t eat so much, which is why he ends up having his corpse raped too.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4. A deadbeat dad has his head cut off with a child-support check and gets corpse-raped by his ex-wife, who is then killed and corpse-raped for corpse-raping people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3. A woman who smokes is put into a specially-constructed machine that burns her entire body with over 3,000 simultaneously lit cigarettes, then suffocates on all the smoke, at which point her corpse is raped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2. A lazy Hollywood screenwriter who relies on sensationalistic violence and exploitative sequels to compensate for his profound lack of original ideas is hog-tied and beaten to death with a hard-bound copy of his own sh*tty screenplay for Saw V, which is then rolled up and used to corpse-rape him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1. An audience full of desensitized morons who pay to see sequel after sequel of a movie that is ostensibly about watching other human beings suffer are forced to actually watch what the far less entertaining reality of what one of these torture scenarios would actually look like in real life, causing them all to choke to death on their own vomit and have their corpses raped by a bunch of rich asshole movie producers from Hollywood.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Source: www.bestweekever.tv&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36826707-1698388355428978565?l=vzech.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vzech.blogspot.com/feeds/1698388355428978565/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36826707&amp;postID=1698388355428978565' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36826707/posts/default/1698388355428978565'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36826707/posts/default/1698388355428978565'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vzech.blogspot.com/2007/11/hahahahahahaha.html' title=''/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01030469579555818327</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-36826707.post-447013804155523825</id><published>2007-10-25T22:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-27T23:59:14.342+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I mark this eventful day, with my 100th entry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've ended almost 48 hours of sheer torture.&lt;br /&gt;It started off with an unexpected evening, over the top drama.&lt;br /&gt;Came an unsuspectingly horrendous afternoon, complementary "dropping my poor phone, leaving my wallet in the band room" thing.&lt;br /&gt;Concluded a day of weird, erratic, crazy day at Muji, without cash, leaving with pens, sweets, cheese, crackers, rice burger, tartoufu. I am such a spendthrift. Someone stop me.&lt;br /&gt;I tried to conquer PW today, doesn't seem like my script is any shorter AT ALL. I'm so going to exceed that five minutes allocated.&lt;br /&gt;And, chinese, is such a pain in the ass. The kewens are surprisingly, difficult to understand. I'm so ashamed of my current chinese standard. Not that it was any worse as compared to before.&lt;br /&gt;Talk about language. I'm utterly disgusted by my command of English now. My 89 percentile, has hit rock bottom. Yes, I'm serious. I've converted! Uh, actually, I used to ace those language tests, for some reason, my languages suck terribly now. What a horrifying turn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so the holidays are here. Doesnt mean its party time at all. Gosh, and its A levels next year (not to antagonise any year 2s who happen to read this, but obviously they shouldnt be, because they so ought to be mugging their asses off now. :/), and its about time I do something to my apparent slack life. This must be a revelation, my brain tells me that information in my &lt;em&gt;brain&lt;/em&gt; is apparently &lt;strong&gt;zilch&lt;/strong&gt;. This has got to be the &lt;em&gt;best&lt;/em&gt; one yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cliche adage; every cloud has a silver lining. I'm like obviously facing some chaotic mid-life crisis. Indeed. Reflux of questions that suddenly surfaced that never emerged in my soon-to-be 17 years of life. (tch, cant you get it, its a prediction of some celebratory greatness!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Geddit?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm like uber spacey today. Must be the sudden infusion of chinese characters, which makes you permenantly woozy the whole day. This has got to be the first time I'm studying so friggin hard for chinese, like arent you proud of me? I swear, I've got to pass this chinese exam, if not, I'm so sorry Adele Chee, I'm ashamed to be once your TKGS higher chinese student.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've got to add one more. Revelation number 2. I'm by far the laziest musician known to anyone I think. I'm the 'just listen, dont move' kind, thats just so, uninspiring.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ohno, I sense huge problems with my lifestyle.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36826707-447013804155523825?l=vzech.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vzech.blogspot.com/feeds/447013804155523825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36826707&amp;postID=447013804155523825' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36826707/posts/default/447013804155523825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36826707/posts/default/447013804155523825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vzech.blogspot.com/2007/10/i-mark-this-eventful-day-with-my-100th.html' title=''/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01030469579555818327</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-36826707.post-4743895451472162712</id><published>2007-10-22T21:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-22T21:11:14.905+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;object height="350" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/v3daVXMkh7I"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/v3daVXMkh7I" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;You cant deny this. Michael Jackson is the most talented, coolest piece of (screwed up paedophilic) plastic ever. All hail MJ!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Oh man. I know I havent been updating anything about me, but videos, RIGHT? Yes, I need to declare something really big. I've promoted on to J2. Everyone, celebrate! Right. Really, recently my brain has been pretty blank, thats one, also, my life hasnt been &lt;em&gt;that &lt;/em&gt;interesting. When has it been actually. Wells, post-promos life has been like that. PW. Tutorials. Lectures. Sleep. Nothing else. Just as you think you lead a sad life, I think I pretty much lead an even worse one lo. Trust me, post-promos it may be, but I haven't got the time to go out! And what more, my holidays are already like, jam-packed! Hell, I need to enjoy my last week of school. (I think.)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36826707-4743895451472162712?l=vzech.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vzech.blogspot.com/feeds/4743895451472162712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36826707&amp;postID=4743895451472162712' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36826707/posts/default/4743895451472162712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36826707/posts/default/4743895451472162712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vzech.blogspot.com/2007/10/you-cant-deny-this.html' title=''/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01030469579555818327</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-36826707.post-8126606984075059809</id><published>2007-10-14T17:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-14T17:04:01.064+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/JCAt9WcCFbM"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/JCAt9WcCFbM" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36826707-8126606984075059809?l=vzech.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vzech.blogspot.com/feeds/8126606984075059809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36826707&amp;postID=8126606984075059809' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36826707/posts/default/8126606984075059809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36826707/posts/default/8126606984075059809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vzech.blogspot.com/2007/10/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01030469579555818327</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-36826707.post-6332650272671486121</id><published>2007-10-06T00:37:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-10-06T16:27:15.315+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Simple as this. It was a fucking annoying day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36826707-6332650272671486121?l=vzech.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vzech.blogspot.com/feeds/6332650272671486121/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36826707&amp;postID=6332650272671486121' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36826707/posts/default/6332650272671486121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36826707/posts/default/6332650272671486121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vzech.blogspot.com/2007/10/hola.html' title=''/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01030469579555818327</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-36826707.post-3485669291845216964</id><published>2007-09-25T23:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-25T23:06:00.376+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I HONESTLY DONT KNOW WHAT THE HELL TO SAY NOW.&lt;br /&gt;MY NOTEBOOK IS GONE.&lt;br /&gt;EVERYTHING IS GONE.&lt;br /&gt;MY BRAIN AND MY THOUGHTS ARE GONE.&lt;br /&gt;THIS IS A MAJOR CRISIS.&lt;br /&gt;NOW ITS, SO WHAT IF INDIAN NOTES ARE MISSING AS WELL.&lt;br /&gt;THE NOTEBOOK IS MISSING.&lt;br /&gt;I AM SO DEAD.&lt;br /&gt;I SO NEED MY NOTEBOOK BACK.&lt;br /&gt;AND I HOPE THAT NO ONE LOOKS INTO IT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH DAMN.&lt;br /&gt;LETS HOPE THAT IT IS INSIDE THE MS AND NO ONE HAS FOUND IT YET.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PLEASE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PLEASE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOTEBOOK, COME BACK TO ME.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PLEASE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IN DESPERATION.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36826707-3485669291845216964?l=vzech.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vzech.blogspot.com/feeds/3485669291845216964/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36826707&amp;postID=3485669291845216964' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36826707/posts/default/3485669291845216964'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36826707/posts/default/3485669291845216964'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vzech.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-honestly-dont-know-what-hell-to-say.html' title=''/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01030469579555818327</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-36826707.post-1236645573744896376</id><published>2007-09-24T15:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-24T19:52:09.712+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Psalm 46:1 God is our refuge and strength, a very present help in trouble.&lt;br /&gt;I just saw this verse. And I'm like, how stupid am I. But of course, Daddy God has always been there for me. Why am I worrying if I will get promoted or not. He has brought me here, TJ, where I wanted to study in for my passion. He has brought me here. He wouldn't take it away from me, because He knows that I want to be here. But I were not to be promoted, by all means. God always has a brilliant plan for me, so why should I worry. If I were to leave TJ because of unsatisfactory results, by all means, God wants to bring me to somewhere else, somewhere better for me. At least, God gave me the chance to be here, where I wanted to be. So why should I worry.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, I KNOW GP'S LIKE TOMORROW. BUT HERE'S SOMETHING FOR EVERYONE (: &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Pg20yDpTR1c" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ALL HAIL ERIC MONGRAIN. &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/P7VvYKrohuQ" width="425" height="350" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND LOL.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36826707-1236645573744896376?l=vzech.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vzech.blogspot.com/feeds/1236645573744896376/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36826707&amp;postID=1236645573744896376' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36826707/posts/default/1236645573744896376'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36826707/posts/default/1236645573744896376'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vzech.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-know-gps-like-tomorrow.html' title=''/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01030469579555818327</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-36826707.post-8668790984879502499</id><published>2007-09-23T20:46:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-23T21:58:37.414+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>FIRST AND FOREMOST, &lt;br /&gt;Happy birthday my favorite slut! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SECOND&lt;br /&gt;I love Jovias for sending me an amazing card all the way from toronto. (: Cant believe him. What more it was absolutely out of the blue (: I MISS YOU.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THIRD&lt;br /&gt;I MISS MY BATCHIES ALOT. I really really really want to see my clarissa, kuzco, charmaine, wanwan and sihui! I MISS YOU ALL ALOT. Promos, book all of you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FOURTH&lt;br /&gt;PROMOS IS THE SHIT. Okay, after weeks and weeks and days of optimism, there you go. I admit that promos is absolutely killing brain cells and I dont think I'm going to finish studying it. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;FIFTH&lt;br /&gt;I want to pass music, gp and CHEM. I MUST PASS CHEM. EVEN A SUBPASS IS GOOD ENOUGH. PLEASE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SIXTH&lt;br /&gt;I am sick of their annoying nonsense because it makes cow sense, and its stupid and childish.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SEVENTH&lt;br /&gt;I HATE MUGGING.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;EIGHTH&lt;br /&gt;I WANT TO BLADE, ICESKATE, BOWL, SHOP, TALK AFTER PROMOS&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NINTH&lt;br /&gt;HURRY UP WHILE BOOKINGS LAST. RUNNING OUT SOON.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TENTH&lt;br /&gt;THIS ENTRY HAS OBVIOUSLY GONE VERY VERY VERY FREAKUM AGGRESSIVE. BYE.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36826707-8668790984879502499?l=vzech.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vzech.blogspot.com/feeds/8668790984879502499/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36826707&amp;postID=8668790984879502499' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36826707/posts/default/8668790984879502499'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36826707/posts/default/8668790984879502499'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vzech.blogspot.com/2007/09/first-and-foremost-happy-birthday-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01030469579555818327</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-36826707.post-5228647012573553976</id><published>2007-09-18T21:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T21:24:12.524+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/kHmvkRoEowc"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/kHmvkRoEowc" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;P&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOL.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36826707-5228647012573553976?l=vzech.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vzech.blogspot.com/feeds/5228647012573553976/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36826707&amp;postID=5228647012573553976' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36826707/posts/default/5228647012573553976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36826707/posts/default/5228647012573553976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vzech.blogspot.com/2007/09/lol.html' title=''/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01030469579555818327</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-36826707.post-9205103208499429340</id><published>2007-09-18T00:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-18T01:28:49.777+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay. Even though I've completed my syllabus for Chemistry, I figured that everything is gone, without any trace ok. My brain is clearly empty. All I can remember now, is the easiest reagent and conditions for reduction: LiAlH4 dissolved in dry ether, room temperature. And maybe a couple more of it, but that's all friends! I realised I can't phrase my words very well either, especially when discussing intermolecular forces, I really have no apparent clue. ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36826707-9205103208499429340?l=vzech.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vzech.blogspot.com/feeds/9205103208499429340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36826707&amp;postID=9205103208499429340' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36826707/posts/default/9205103208499429340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36826707/posts/default/9205103208499429340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vzech.blogspot.com/2007/09/okay.html' title=''/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01030469579555818327</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-36826707.post-7435320267837111459</id><published>2007-09-12T00:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-12T00:41:14.231+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I hereby declare my undying love for Brit. ZOMG, Britney, you are phenomenal! The crazier you get, the weirder you get, the more I love you! Gimme more, is absolutely hypnotic, it just gets better each time you play it. Love you Brit! Oh, I heard your song is absolutely the hottest thing, in gay clubs, but whatever, I still love you! Though your live performance at VMAs sucked, I still love you! BRITNEY, I LOVE YOU. Love you for the weirdness, madness, craziness, absolutely whacked behavior and hypnotic music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, I was serious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sodding composition is due next week. Darn. And I need to get back my momentum of mugging.&lt;br /&gt;Go brain.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36826707-7435320267837111459?l=vzech.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vzech.blogspot.com/feeds/7435320267837111459/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36826707&amp;postID=7435320267837111459' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36826707/posts/default/7435320267837111459'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36826707/posts/default/7435320267837111459'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vzech.blogspot.com/2007/09/i-hereby-declare-my-undying-love-for.html' title=''/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01030469579555818327</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-36826707.post-4047215874390295655</id><published>2007-09-10T00:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-10T00:10:21.548+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.paulgoldinresearch.com/cg/color.php?c0=0&amp;c1=3&amp;amp;amp;amp;c2=5&amp;c3=7&amp;amp;c4=1&amp;c5=2&amp;amp;c6=4&amp;c7=6"&gt;http://www.paulgoldinresearch.com/cg/color.php?c0=0&amp;amp;c1=3&amp;amp;amp;c2=5&amp;c3=7&amp;amp;c4=1&amp;c5=2&amp;amp;c6=4&amp;amp;c7=6&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so subtle, yet absolutely true. zomg.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36826707-4047215874390295655?l=vzech.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vzech.blogspot.com/feeds/4047215874390295655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36826707&amp;postID=4047215874390295655' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36826707/posts/default/4047215874390295655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36826707/posts/default/4047215874390295655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vzech.blogspot.com/2007/09/httpwww.html' title=''/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01030469579555818327</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-36826707.post-6407428998119768208</id><published>2007-09-09T00:38:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-09T00:39:39.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Champagne flavored snowskin mooncakes from Raffles hotel is the love (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My brain is saturated and dying. Spongebob, I need help.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36826707-6407428998119768208?l=vzech.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vzech.blogspot.com/feeds/6407428998119768208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36826707&amp;postID=6407428998119768208' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36826707/posts/default/6407428998119768208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36826707/posts/default/6407428998119768208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vzech.blogspot.com/2007/09/champagne-flavored-snowskin-mooncakes.html' title=''/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01030469579555818327</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-36826707.post-389317677372324726</id><published>2007-09-07T12:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-07T12:42:20.625+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>LOL I'm online again! I feel like a deluded idiot, who keeps deluding herself with obviously untrue shit like zomg I'm a genius and I think I'm like in this absolutely remote erratic mood now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wednesday morning = MS Cleanup. Totally not my thing. But it was quite fun, especially printing out labels for the cupboards, and our ridiculous names. (: And lunch with darling asnira and hilary at breeks. I swear, I've never smiled like a dweeb so much in my life ever. Seriously. Life is blissful and happy when Audrey gets to talktalktalktalktalktalktalk non-stop with her darlings. And lol, when I was waiting for them, I was writing my Gamelan notes on a, what, Today newspaper stand. Please, I've converted, I'm 100% nerd material. I will like completely ace my promos, that is if I didn't have STML and anxiety attacks lmao. I (unfortunately) have quite a pea-sized dysfunctional brain that doesn't permit any form of storage purposes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thursday! Studying with clsg! :D I talked to clare and xuan live in person like zomg! But I guess, we kind of spent more time walking around Parkway, and finally settled in mos to studay + clare's life stories. After clare left, me and xuan moved over to starbucks which is complete love, with the uber nice breeze and a hot toasting banana muffin which subsequently got attacked by a fly but we still continued eating it because it was simply too nice to be wasted. Okay, haha, I (kind of) solved apgp questions and summation! :D I felt like a genius. First time in my life I could do exam questions. Now I'm quite motivated and convinced by the fact that I still hate math but I might be a hidden genius who can be like a woah mathematician but not exactly pinning on that, but I can actually do math (sometimes that is) [and probably I'm just lazy to think] {wishful thinking}! And we talktalktalktalktalktalked. I'm proud of myself. I finished my halogenoalkanes notes, topic 1,2,3,4!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today I will complete my research for GP, do my physics, conquer amines amino acids and proteins, and do my history essay and commentary. Abit ambitious. But I must aim to complete them so I can do math tomorrow! I (hope I) will pass promos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm such a twit.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36826707-389317677372324726?l=vzech.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vzech.blogspot.com/feeds/389317677372324726/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36826707&amp;postID=389317677372324726' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36826707/posts/default/389317677372324726'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36826707/posts/default/389317677372324726'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vzech.blogspot.com/2007/09/lol-im-online-again-i-feel-like-deluded.html' title=''/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01030469579555818327</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-36826707.post-2848512528815970915</id><published>2007-09-04T23:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-09-04T23:56:55.115+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The exam was a complete disaster. A complete disaster. Viva voce, was absolute crap and gibberish, I had no idea what was I talking about even. Quick study was completely whacked as well. -Pause, pause, pause even more- Phail, my newly-acquitted bestfriend ever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Class hour last week was quite a discovery. Turned out that he was the emcee for MEP concert last year. Interesting how we only discovered that last week, and quite funny how only after a year (exactly) did we realise. But seriously, dont recognise him at all. But yet he did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dr Hoag's masterclass, was quite fun. At first when I saw him, I thought he was some terrifying big man. But well, he's a really nice person. Looks can be deceiving.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YEA, and I went back TK last friday. I MISS FROGGAY AND GERM. Very much darlings. Too bad couldn't see Dollah. :( Tomorrow! And went out for lunch with the 'recess gang' haha. Talk talk talk talk talk. Non-stop I swear. There's simply too much to talk about. Then they went to watch Ratatouille, went 'window-shopping' with my darling lab partner! :D After which I went home and then for Praise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saturday. The most antagonising day ever. PW early in the morning. Not exactly early. But it got delayed for quite long. After that, I went walking all over the place, from NAFA, to bugis junction, to Lavender, back to City hall, then Bedok, and Simei. Just to find silly putty. And I finally got some colored soft clay from simei. Which turned out to be, plasticine. Like what the hell. I felt damn cheated. Why would they put, soft clay?? Yo, soft clay means it will harden? But plasticine does not! And, I ended up making my own clay, thankyou. Toasted it, very hard. After I painted it, it went jello. Now, its like of a weird rubbery texture. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sunday. Church and jts. The whole day was completely a blur, and just somehow cant seem to recall anything, but sock puppets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went back to school yesterday to finish OP with my PW group. :S Silly skits. Haha. Met the slut in school coincidentally (again), and studied in school because we couldnt get out of school due to the heavy rain. Went back to pasir ris, and we just pigged out at Hei, ate and ate and ate. Like we havent eaten for a thousand years. After that we were so stuffed that, we couldn't walk. :/&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can't wait. I'm having lunch with mag tomorrow! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36826707-2848512528815970915?l=vzech.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vzech.blogspot.com/feeds/2848512528815970915/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36826707&amp;postID=2848512528815970915' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36826707/posts/default/2848512528815970915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36826707/posts/default/2848512528815970915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vzech.blogspot.com/2007/09/exam-was-complete-disaster.html' title=''/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01030469579555818327</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-36826707.post-8529259050055625237</id><published>2007-08-27T01:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-27T01:12:06.371+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>We were on the verge of giving up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But we are still going to try.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--------------------------------------------------&lt;br /&gt;UNDO THE DOOR.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who has stolen my key?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am not ill, I am only nervous!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He disowned his wife, to have a ghost as his Queen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Guard my people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The king is dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He will die howling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Howling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Howling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Howling.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I mean no harm.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Esther."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36826707-8529259050055625237?l=vzech.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vzech.blogspot.com/feeds/8529259050055625237/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36826707&amp;postID=8529259050055625237' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36826707/posts/default/8529259050055625237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36826707/posts/default/8529259050055625237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vzech.blogspot.com/2007/08/we-were-on-verge-of-giving-up.html' title=''/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01030469579555818327</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-36826707.post-2685494963341297532</id><published>2007-08-26T00:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-26T00:19:00.421+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I'm pissed. I'm really pissed. You stupid irresponsible piece of shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a day ago, I was deliriously happy. I was probably the person who laughed the most the whole day in the entire universe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How drastic. You fucking shit. You spoilt my day.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36826707-2685494963341297532?l=vzech.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vzech.blogspot.com/feeds/2685494963341297532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36826707&amp;postID=2685494963341297532' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36826707/posts/default/2685494963341297532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36826707/posts/default/2685494963341297532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vzech.blogspot.com/2007/08/im-pissed.html' title=''/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01030469579555818327</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-36826707.post-4021490319056189003</id><published>2007-08-23T19:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-23T19:03:26.411+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c4q5yt0kVYM/Rs1pX5yed6I/AAAAAAAAACA/ISADeaeBy54/s1600-h/recital.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c4q5yt0kVYM/Rs1pX5yed6I/AAAAAAAAACA/ISADeaeBy54/s160/recital.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh wells. I guess we (all) did. :/ I hate recitals. :( &lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36826707-4021490319056189003?l=vzech.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vzech.blogspot.com/feeds/4021490319056189003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36826707&amp;postID=4021490319056189003' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36826707/posts/default/4021490319056189003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36826707/posts/default/4021490319056189003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vzech.blogspot.com/2007/08/oh-wells.html' title=''/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01030469579555818327</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/_c4q5yt0kVYM/Rs1pX5yed6I/AAAAAAAAACA/ISADeaeBy54/s72-c/recital.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36826707.post-4592187255711440790</id><published>2007-08-21T23:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-21T23:38:38.439+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello everyone. I'm in the midst of composing my atonal work. :/ And recitals' tomorrow, and I think I'm going to flunk it big time, judging by the amount I actually practised and prepared for. Oh wells, thats sad.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note, I'm here to introduce to you all, a creature I know by the name of Ryan Cheok. Ryan is a fellow band mate. He plays the trumpet. And he's my fellow H1 Physics friend, who consults me for physics, and we pass up wrong answers together for tutorials. And he sat beside me during the Motif II Alumni concert. What a great impact on my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I present to you. RYAN CHEOK MY CREATURE FRIEND WHO WANTS TO APPEAR IN MY BLOG ENTRIES TO PROVE HIS IMPORTANCE. :/&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36826707-4592187255711440790?l=vzech.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vzech.blogspot.com/feeds/4592187255711440790/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36826707&amp;postID=4592187255711440790' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36826707/posts/default/4592187255711440790'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36826707/posts/default/4592187255711440790'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vzech.blogspot.com/2007/08/hello-everyone.html' title=''/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01030469579555818327</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-36826707.post-7112902700271021038</id><published>2007-08-19T15:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-19T16:25:17.727+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c4q5yt0kVYM/RsfwCZyed1I/AAAAAAAAABU/wilPQ6im4eI/s1600-h/P1010361.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c4q5yt0kVYM/RsfwCZyed1I/AAAAAAAAABU/wilPQ6im4eI/s160/P1010361.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;02/07 (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c4q5yt0kVYM/RsfwCpyed2I/AAAAAAAAABc/Tc3elwTczRM/s1600-h/P1010369.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c4q5yt0kVYM/RsfwCpyed2I/AAAAAAAAABc/Tc3elwTczRM/s160/P1010369.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;The couple. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c4q5yt0kVYM/RsfwC5yed3I/AAAAAAAAABk/M7nWDDEvG5c/s1600-h/P1010389.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_c4q5yt0kVYM/RsfwC5yed3I/AAAAAAAAABk/M7nWDDEvG5c/s160/P1010389.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c4q5yt0kVYM/RsfwDJyed4I/AAAAAAAAABs/XJrhvz7qqHk/s1600-h/P1010402.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c4q5yt0kVYM/RsfwDJyed4I/AAAAAAAAABs/XJrhvz7qqHk/s160/P1010402.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="CLEAR: both; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasa.google.com/blogger/" target="ext"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://localhost:2486/9ab756e5df7e0bd9a8f4127c40ca5610/image1150.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://localhost:2486/9ab756e5df7e0bd9a8f4127c40ca5610/image1150.jpg?size=160" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://localhost:2486/9ab756e5df7e0bd9a8f4127c40ca5610/image1167.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://localhost:2486/9ab756e5df7e0bd9a8f4127c40ca5610/image1167.jpg?size=160" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://localhost:2486/9ab756e5df7e0bd9a8f4127c40ca5610/image1173.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://localhost:2486/9ab756e5df7e0bd9a8f4127c40ca5610/image1173.jpg?size=160" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://localhost:2486/9ab756e5df7e0bd9a8f4127c40ca5610/image1178.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://localhost:2486/9ab756e5df7e0bd9a8f4127c40ca5610/image1178.jpg?size=160" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;National day with Pei Wen, Vanessa, Zhi Jun, Vanessa's brother, Shaun and Yingjie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://localhost:2486/23818525d8cbb132f08d87e8f33df23b/image1180.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://localhost:2486/23818525d8cbb132f08d87e8f33df23b/image1180.jpg?size=160" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://localhost:2486/23818525d8cbb132f08d87e8f33df23b/image1181.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://localhost:2486/23818525d8cbb132f08d87e8f33df23b/image1181.jpg?size=160" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://localhost:2486/23818525d8cbb132f08d87e8f33df23b/image1183.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://localhost:2486/23818525d8cbb132f08d87e8f33df23b/image1183.jpg?size=160" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://localhost:2486/23818525d8cbb132f08d87e8f33df23b/image1185.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://localhost:2486/23818525d8cbb132f08d87e8f33df23b/image1185.jpg?size=160" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://localhost:2486/c55ed50dd93488467ccaa176d11f9dd5/image1189.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://localhost:2486/c55ed50dd93488467ccaa176d11f9dd5/image1189.jpg?size=160" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://localhost:2486/c55ed50dd93488467ccaa176d11f9dd5/image1192.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://localhost:2486/c55ed50dd93488467ccaa176d11f9dd5/image1192.jpg?size=160" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://localhost:2486/c55ed50dd93488467ccaa176d11f9dd5/image1190.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://localhost:2486/c55ed50dd93488467ccaa176d11f9dd5/image1190.jpg?size=160" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://localhost:2486/6c6126e51a41cc81f012d32319f68ac3/image1200.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://localhost:2486/6c6126e51a41cc81f012d32319f68ac3/image1200.jpg?size=160" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;Motif II! (: I suppose my item went well, better than expected I guess, so (: Thanks my darlings who came all the way down to support! (: XUAN! Peiwen, Jiayi (both (:), Slut, the band comm, thanks people! (: Thanks for helping out ticket sales. HAHA. Oh yes, twin you played well! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://localhost:2486/c55ed50dd93488467ccaa176d11f9dd5/image1193.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_" alt="" src="http://localhost:2486/c55ed50dd93488467ccaa176d11f9dd5/image1193.jpg?size=160" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random shot of the rainbow at my house. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Sorry for not updating yea. Unfortunately my sodding memory doesnt permit me to remember much either so yea. All I can remember is that I awfully tired the entire week because of the concert. OHWELLS. Promos are coming. Like real soon. And I'm so going to flunk it at the rate I'm going. Hmmm.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Anyways, weird stuff happened again last night. I dont want to think about it but it keeps coming back. Its the dont-know-how-many-times already. First the spasms, together with weird voices screaming. And then a weird dream of a woman falling into a bottomless pit. Shit, whats going on. Lets take it as, I'm a person who has amazing imagination, with no brain capacity, thus explaining weird stuff etched in the brain.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Wells, no matter what, I'm still convinced Daddy God is always there for me, for I am still here. I'm safe, from it. I'm safe. I am.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36826707-7112902700271021038?l=vzech.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vzech.blogspot.com/feeds/7112902700271021038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36826707&amp;postID=7112902700271021038' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36826707/posts/default/7112902700271021038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36826707/posts/default/7112902700271021038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vzech.blogspot.com/2007/08/0207-couple.html' title=''/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01030469579555818327</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/_c4q5yt0kVYM/RsfwCZyed1I/AAAAAAAAABU/wilPQ6im4eI/s72-c/P1010361.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36826707.post-4670493632195524243</id><published>2007-08-02T20:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-02T20:09:40.975+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Before I forget..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Temasek Junior College MEP presents&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MOTIF2 &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;12 AUGUST 2007&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ESPLANADE RECITAL STUDIO&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1430PM&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TICKETS PRICED AT $15&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Do come and support, I'm embarrassing myself, so you guys should really catch it alright.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36826707-4670493632195524243?l=vzech.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vzech.blogspot.com/feeds/4670493632195524243/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36826707&amp;postID=4670493632195524243' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36826707/posts/default/4670493632195524243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36826707/posts/default/4670493632195524243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vzech.blogspot.com/2007/08/before-i-forget.html' title=''/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01030469579555818327</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-36826707.post-1806957428763402479</id><published>2007-08-01T00:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-08-01T01:48:26.129+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OH MY GEE. All hail llamas! And their hybrids, Llanails and Jesilama! HAHAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;here's a llama&lt;br /&gt;there's a llama&lt;br /&gt;and another little llama&lt;br /&gt;fuzzy llama&lt;br /&gt;funny llama&lt;br /&gt;llama llama&lt;br /&gt;duck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;llama llama&lt;br /&gt;cheesecake&lt;br /&gt;llama&lt;br /&gt;tablet&lt;br /&gt;brick&lt;br /&gt;potato&lt;br /&gt;llama&lt;br /&gt;llama llama&lt;br /&gt;mushroom&lt;br /&gt;llama&lt;br /&gt;llama llama&lt;br /&gt;duck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was once a treehouse&lt;br /&gt;i lived in a cake&lt;br /&gt;but i never saw the way&lt;br /&gt;the orange slayed the rake&lt;br /&gt;i was only three years dead&lt;br /&gt;but it told a tale&lt;br /&gt;and now listen, little child&lt;br /&gt;to the safety rail&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did you ever see a llama&lt;br /&gt;kiss a llama&lt;br /&gt;on the llama&lt;br /&gt;llama's llama&lt;br /&gt;tastes of llama&lt;br /&gt;llama llama&lt;br /&gt;duck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;half a llama&lt;br /&gt;twice the llama&lt;br /&gt;not a llama&lt;br /&gt;farmer&lt;br /&gt;llama&lt;br /&gt;llama in a car&lt;br /&gt;alarm a llama&lt;br /&gt;llama&lt;br /&gt;duck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;is THIS how it's told now?&lt;br /&gt;is it all so old?&lt;br /&gt;is it made of lemon juice?&lt;br /&gt;doorknob&lt;br /&gt;ankle&lt;br /&gt;cold&lt;br /&gt;now my song is getting thin&lt;br /&gt;i've run out of luck&lt;br /&gt;time for me to retire now&lt;br /&gt;and become a duck&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.albinoblacksheep.com/flash/llama.php"&gt;http://www.albinoblacksheep.com/flash/llama.php&lt;/a&gt; (:&lt;br /&gt;Credits to twin!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, the ultimate thing happened today. I was running outside school today for PE. Halfway through, Vanessa pointed at some notice at the bus stop. "Eh Audrey, they all looking for you." Unsuspectingly I turned and looked. Who knew! I banged into the pillar! Talk about misfortunes, I suffered abrasions on my arm! Haha, it was hilarious though, I was hugging the pillar technically for like 10 seconds and just stood there laughing. I think I caused some kind of congestion also. Haha! Okays. Turned out to be a notice for a lost beagle.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36826707-1806957428763402479?l=vzech.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vzech.blogspot.com/feeds/1806957428763402479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36826707&amp;postID=1806957428763402479' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36826707/posts/default/1806957428763402479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36826707/posts/default/1806957428763402479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vzech.blogspot.com/2007/08/oh-my-gee.html' title=''/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01030469579555818327</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-36826707.post-7056682957278032733</id><published>2007-07-30T00:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-30T00:27:09.239+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Must be some kind of unreleased escalation of withdrawal tension. I just practically spent a whole useless hour staring into blank space. Doing nothing, at all. Until I was compelled to start doing my math tutorial, which I do not have any apparent idea of how-to-complete-it. Gosh my oh, my education is downward spiraling that I don’t know what on earth to do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On a rather foreign and dated note (okay, perhaps not that dated, because it all just happened yesterday), I went to my auntie’s house, to celebrate my :O dajie’s son’s birthday. Gosh, I’ve aged. I’m old. I’m already an auntie. How frightful to even think of that. I’m 17, and I have like 358454251225497 nephews and nieces! I’m an old hag already fellows! Man, gazillion years have actually passed, I still remember the days when we all were young, running around the house, breaking vases, tearing down the house, vandalizing, conned into eating chili padi. Oh, reminisce.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, let me carry on. I left early anyway. The compassionate side of me decided to go for CIP. My darling partner peiwen, and me sold a total of 20 bottles for CCF (children’s cancer foundation). (: no, I really must say, sales was awesomely bad. And the looks people give us, what else? Uh, chao ah bengs donating leaves and paper and atm cards to us. :O Yes, leaves, which they conveniently picked from the ground, yo. Haha, all I can do, is laugh, at those chao ah beng’s silly loser-ish mentality. Yes, you guys thought it was funny, unfortunately they were just acts of mere childish impulse, really made you guys look very stupid. Aww, I really mock at you generously. On the other hand, there were quite a handful of good Samaritans (: People who donated like ten friggin’ bucks, and not wanting the bottles. And people who donate holy fifty bucks, hoping we end our day earlier. Thank you (: I’m happy, at least I’m sure I’ve definitely raised more than a hundred bucks for the cancer kids, and I’m going to do again next Sunday! (: Doing CIP makes me deliriously happy, alright? (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Subway was a totally embarrassing incident. My whole entire tray, flipped. I’m appalled.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Left Toa Payoh for esplanade then. I love esplanade, it’s like the most fabulous place in Singapore. I’m serious. I’m in love with esplanade. I don’t mind staying in esplanade for an eternity. It’s absolute heaven. Found those scores that I needed, and who knew! I was watching awesome fireworks suddenly! (: Did my homework there, until the library closed. So, it was a perfect slack day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Seriously, I should get out more often, and I go to ulu secluded coffee houses and do my loner study regime. Thinking of it, just rocks.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Church was awesome as usual! “Rejoice,” said Jesus to His disciples, “because your names are written in heaven” (Luke 10:20)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I probably wasted the rest of my day. Right now, I don’t know what am I doing. Obviously there’s something wrong with our math syllabus, because my pea-brain doesn’t seem to be able to manipulate anything. &lt;em&gt;Anything&lt;/em&gt;. My brain is now labeled, dumb. Dee you em bee, dumb. Geddit? Oh how repulsive! Or maybe math should be banished into the cosmic who-knows-where, and never be found again! Go wallow in your stupid infinities.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36826707-7056682957278032733?l=vzech.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vzech.blogspot.com/feeds/7056682957278032733/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36826707&amp;postID=7056682957278032733' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36826707/posts/default/7056682957278032733'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36826707/posts/default/7056682957278032733'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vzech.blogspot.com/2007/07/must-be-some-kind-of-unreleased.html' title=''/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01030469579555818327</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-36826707.post-8243548500764150374</id><published>2007-07-22T14:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-22T14:47:41.820+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>SWO concert last night, was simply breathtaking. The repertoire was, awesome. The soloists, were perfect. Not forgetting great job by my twin and his flying fingers! (: Amazing unaccompanied solo twin! You are the pro-est ever! Haha, and Hilary's friend, Chun Bok, WOAH clarinettist yo! You were amazing, Hilary's friend!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Good Lord is merciful. Thank God for our countless blessings in life.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36826707-8243548500764150374?l=vzech.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vzech.blogspot.com/feeds/8243548500764150374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36826707&amp;postID=8243548500764150374' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36826707/posts/default/8243548500764150374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36826707/posts/default/8243548500764150374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vzech.blogspot.com/2007/07/life-is-just-that-ironic.html' title=''/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01030469579555818327</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-36826707.post-3995967430275610406</id><published>2007-07-17T22:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-17T22:38:21.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Sometimes I just wished that, I could just spend my time walking and walking, with my mp3, together with evening breeze. It's just almost, wonderful. Rather, it'd be perfect. Everyday, walking home &lt;em&gt;slowly&lt;/em&gt;, with the company of wonderful music, as well as the amazing evening breeze, though it may be boring, just probably is the best time of my entire day. Perhaps, that's the only time I dwell alot in my thoughts, about what happened, and what might happen. I dont know, I realise I'm actually a person, who really enjoy 'self-company'. &lt;em&gt;I'm a loner. &lt;/em&gt;:O&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ever since JCTs, I've tried changing my lifestyle. Studying methods, and all. I've even tried sleeping earlier, which turned out to be a mega huge problem because I just can't sleep. Oh wells, I do hope, my life, apparently changes for the better. My life, before, was unknowingly in the shambles. And yet, I guess I didn't realise. How unfortunate and ironic. Hopefully, life does take a turn for the better. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hopefully I do well for Promos, or else it's goodbye TJ.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reflections on one self, is quite scary sometimes.&lt;br /&gt;Quite fun sometimes though.&lt;br /&gt;Very weird, most of the times.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, I enjoy it. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, I don't know why am I just typing this kind of blog-UNworthy kind of stuff. But haha, I'm lame please. You can jolly well click the X button at the top right corner, if you can't really bear my useless boring rants. I enjoy blogging rubbish. It's my lovely pastime. Really.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WHOTEVOOOR.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36826707-3995967430275610406?l=vzech.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vzech.blogspot.com/feeds/3995967430275610406/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36826707&amp;postID=3995967430275610406' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36826707/posts/default/3995967430275610406'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36826707/posts/default/3995967430275610406'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vzech.blogspot.com/2007/07/sometimes-i-just-wished-that-i-could.html' title=''/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01030469579555818327</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-36826707.post-8433521593409107634</id><published>2007-07-17T01:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-17T01:09:06.937+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;He that hath eyes to see and ears to hear may convince himself that no&lt;br /&gt;mortal can keep a secret. If his lips are silent, he chatters with his&lt;br /&gt;fingertips, betrayal oozes out of him at every pore. -Sigmund Freud, 1905&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;How perfect a description.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36826707-8433521593409107634?l=vzech.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vzech.blogspot.com/feeds/8433521593409107634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36826707&amp;postID=8433521593409107634' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36826707/posts/default/8433521593409107634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36826707/posts/default/8433521593409107634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vzech.blogspot.com/2007/07/he-that-hath-eyes-to-see-and-ears-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01030469579555818327</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-36826707.post-2574113876586075339</id><published>2007-07-08T02:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-08T03:14:09.788+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I hate decision-making.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Emphasise, &lt;strong&gt;HATE,&lt;/strong&gt; darling.&lt;br /&gt;It all seem so difficult now, I don't know what to do.&lt;br /&gt;But of course, I'd let nature take its course.&lt;br /&gt;The only problem is, I can't.&lt;br /&gt;If decisions could be made easily, how wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;If it didn't matter whether it was good or bad, how wonderful.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything just seems to go perfectly wrong.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36826707-2574113876586075339?l=vzech.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vzech.blogspot.com/feeds/2574113876586075339/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36826707&amp;postID=2574113876586075339' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36826707/posts/default/2574113876586075339'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36826707/posts/default/2574113876586075339'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vzech.blogspot.com/2007/07/now-i-dont-know-if-it-was-right-choice.html' title=''/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01030469579555818327</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-36826707.post-3674828782308329254</id><published>2007-07-06T23:13:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-06T23:32:06.359+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>So, JCTs are over, in a flash. Results are coming out. Yes, I practically am going to fail every single subject, and have tea with Mrs Loke. Pretty expected. Well, if that's not going to happen, I'm sure my tutors are going to drill me and screw me like shit. Who asked me to score so badly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shockingly, Promos are in mere twelve weeks. Right now, I guess I'm going to leave my math to die first, and work on the others, and catch up with math during the holidays.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Things just haven't been going the right way. Auditions went wrong, screwed up parts. Whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, I'm contented with my life. It's been better than ever. Never better, really. And I question myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Still, it's nice to know that someone finally understands how I actually feel inside. And how, probably, my mind works. It's comforting to know. At least I'm not the only one, though it may only be one person, ironically. I'm happy. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Random photo from my album:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c4q5yt0kVYM/Ro5gGFyNplI/AAAAAAAAAA8/OcIajKp8nxg/s1600-h/P1010842.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5084106687096137298" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c4q5yt0kVYM/Ro5gGFyNplI/AAAAAAAAAA8/OcIajKp8nxg/s200/P1010842.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;I miss those fabulous days.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36826707-3674828782308329254?l=vzech.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vzech.blogspot.com/feeds/3674828782308329254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36826707&amp;postID=3674828782308329254' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36826707/posts/default/3674828782308329254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36826707/posts/default/3674828782308329254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vzech.blogspot.com/2007/07/so-jcts-are-over-in-flash.html' title=''/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01030469579555818327</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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c4q5yt0kVYM/Ro5gGFyNplI/AAAAAAAAAA8/OcIajKp8nxg/s72-c/P1010842.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36826707.post-5733652072427277080</id><published>2007-07-01T01:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-07-01T01:46:09.451+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Dearest Druntard on the Stupid Cramped Train,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hello my friend! I'm not a piece of glass. Next time can you please open your eyes wider, before you try to lean on something. Because you may never know if it's really glass or a human! AND, you DO NOT put your hand behind your back, trying to TOUCH something. My friend, the alcohol has obviously taken over your head. Whatmore, you shoved your stupid effing stinking armpits in front of me and my slut, what the hell are you doing! My advice to you, next time you're drunk, take a cab! If you are SO bloody hell poor that you cant afford a cab, WALK HOME. Look at you, pathetic soul, you even left your fly undone! You unglam thing who can't carry yourself well, should just LOCK yourself at home! You stinking skeez, if you would have touched me that little bit, I'm going to make sure I destroy your family jewel at all costs, even if it means my itchy knuckles got to touch your disgustingly filthy body, I will make sure I step on it and you DIE. Drunktard, you deserve to be banished out of this society.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thank goodness for that shameless 'spiced' slut who 'saved' me from the drunktard. For the first time, slut turns hero! D: No, not exactly. Haha, but not for slut, I could have died, seriously. Gosh, now I need to plan how to go home tomorrow after the concert without meeting another bunch of drunktards.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note, was out with my dearest friends. We sure had a great time. Except the fact that Nicholas couldn't differentiate the difference between Marina Square, and D: (GASP) Raffles City.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So went for piano fest with Xiaochun, by Minoru, and it was breathtaking and fabulous. His finger techniques are like WOAH. Especially loved Ravel, it was just absolutely scenic. (: Too bad I was kind of too tired to concentrate on the concert, thanks alot JCTs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry my English is kind of cranked up right now. So if you don't really understand what I just said, yea, nevermind. Hahaha. JCTs, look what you've done!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36826707-5733652072427277080?l=vzech.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vzech.blogspot.com/feeds/5733652072427277080/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36826707&amp;postID=5733652072427277080' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36826707/posts/default/5733652072427277080'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36826707/posts/default/5733652072427277080'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vzech.blogspot.com/2007/07/dearest-druntard-on-stupid-cramped.html' title=''/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01030469579555818327</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-36826707.post-3794170850174266625</id><published>2007-06-28T01:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-28T10:02:53.875+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Anyway. Found this.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"Many of us don’t realise the pain we carry from the covering up of our natural&lt;br /&gt;selves with the pretensions society demands from us. Forsaking our true feelings&lt;br /&gt;and needs, we assume the face most fitting to the situation; We laugh when we&lt;br /&gt;feel like crying, we smile when we’re anxious, we feel despondent when there is&lt;br /&gt;no obvious reason to be disturbed. We spend so much time being who we 'should'&lt;br /&gt;be, we forget who we are." &lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pretty thought-provoking. And yes I know, because I feel the pain too.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36826707-3794170850174266625?l=vzech.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vzech.blogspot.com/feeds/3794170850174266625/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36826707&amp;postID=3794170850174266625' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36826707/posts/default/3794170850174266625'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36826707/posts/default/3794170850174266625'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vzech.blogspot.com/2007/06/my-daughters-going-to-be-called.html' title=''/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01030469579555818327</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-36826707.post-6021171008402235511</id><published>2007-06-26T18:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-26T18:37:20.722+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I LOVE YOU DARLING (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm happy now. I dont believe it, but I actually finished my composition today ON TIME :D Like woah, I never knew the write up would be so easy to write. (: Oh I feel so blessed. (: Neither do I believe the fact that I have four songs half-composed now. Haha, the most unbelievable thing is that I composed that piece in a mere, hours? Haha! Amazing! I realise I procrastinate alot, and can only compose under stress.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh wells, three papers just passed like that. So long, chemistry, GP and math. Chemistry, I really hope I can at least get a pass, same applies for GP. Hopefully I did well for GP essay, well, and my was I shocked that Geography stuff are still perpetually stuck in my brain, oh i miss you so much, geog (: even though you always give me tons of problems. Uh and math, if I get 10/100 I'd be jumping for joy. Seriously, its time to buck up on math. Doing tutorials ain't enough. Well, last time I'd be just studying formulaes and doing nothing, even though just studying formulaes can very well CREATE MIRACLES. Hum. I'm going to conquer you, math, you just wait. Haha, I shall try to. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know, its still the JCTs week, but I'm generally pretty happy already, 'cause math is over. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sermons are like endorphines (: I LOVE SERMONS CAUSE THEY MAKE ME HAPPY!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36826707-6021171008402235511?l=vzech.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vzech.blogspot.com/feeds/6021171008402235511/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36826707&amp;postID=6021171008402235511' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36826707/posts/default/6021171008402235511'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36826707/posts/default/6021171008402235511'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vzech.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-love-you-darling-im-happy-now.html' title=''/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01030469579555818327</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-36826707.post-2743881961586060794</id><published>2007-06-23T23:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-23T23:25:24.545+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I love Moldau. Brings back awesome memories playing in an orchestra, simply amazing. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note, JCTs is in a mere hours. Uh, let's say the rate of passing JCTs for me is zilch yknow. I'm in deep shit. Really, seems perpetually impossible for me to pass any subjects. Gah.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36826707-2743881961586060794?l=vzech.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vzech.blogspot.com/feeds/2743881961586060794/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36826707&amp;postID=2743881961586060794' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36826707/posts/default/2743881961586060794'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36826707/posts/default/2743881961586060794'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vzech.blogspot.com/2007/06/i-love-moldau.html' title=''/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01030469579555818327</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-36826707.post-5371461793580400743</id><published>2007-06-20T22:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-21T02:43:12.835+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay, I've been studying everyday. Unfortunately I feel like there has been no apparent progress as of yet, and its already Wednesday. I feel like. Dying. I'm so freakum worried, I seriously dont know what to do now. Aiy, shucks la. The holidays passed so quickly, I just hope JCTs would pass just as quickly. I'm not putting much faith this time, 'cos I really dont know my work I suppose. Aiya, I'm just so freaking dead.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm just freaking sad now. I've got this 1000 words commentary which I've yet to start on, as well as a music composition. Oh gosh, I feel like I'm going crazy already. I shouldn't have studied chemistry today, because its a waste of my time, since I'm not going to pass it anyway. Damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's uber depressing to know that, JCTs is just next week. And three and a half weeks have just passed with no progression. And that its already wednesday. And I'm not ready at all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's going to be working till four again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm so screwed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[Dont worry my friends, Audrey is generally a happy girl (: After JCTs, its liberation.]&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36826707-5371461793580400743?l=vzech.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vzech.blogspot.com/feeds/5371461793580400743/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36826707&amp;postID=5371461793580400743' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36826707/posts/default/5371461793580400743'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36826707/posts/default/5371461793580400743'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vzech.blogspot.com/2007/06/okay-ive-been-studying-everyday.html' title=''/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01030469579555818327</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-36826707.post-3067817165700900441</id><published>2007-06-17T23:54:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-17T23:56:22.971+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh my! New template. Haha. I know the picture's like huge, but i like how neat it is! :D Haha. (: And I like the 'Let imagination take flight' kays, don't you insult it. Haha. I love it. Haha! I've got lots to update. But maybe later, after I study first.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36826707-3067817165700900441?l=vzech.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vzech.blogspot.com/feeds/3067817165700900441/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36826707&amp;postID=3067817165700900441' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36826707/posts/default/3067817165700900441'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36826707/posts/default/3067817165700900441'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vzech.blogspot.com/2007/06/oh-my-new-template.html' title=''/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01030469579555818327</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-36826707.post-6601827418752497709</id><published>2007-06-12T02:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-12T02:38:14.548+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yoohoo. Im updating, aren't you surprised. Haha. Okay. So, I was apparently supposed to meet the TK people early in the morning, okay, maybe not that, at 11. Ah, I overslept! So couldnt meet up with them to celebrate Eunice's birthday. Well, wasnt exactly celebrating, since I could not stay for long either. But just to see them. Oh wells. Hopefully I get to see them, on Wednesday when Im actually finally going back to TK. I awfully miss TK, very much.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So. As planned, I went with Liow Xiaochun to Esplanade to search for scores for our H3 assignment. What a pain. Seriously, we couldn't find a single copy of Urtext scores! Like, wth. Oh yes. Haha, it was an amazing day. Its been like 34598723094875 years since i last 'bonded' with my darling friend. Haha. Well. So talked and talked and talked during lunch at Fish &amp; Co. Haha. Yah, I know I'm a bit (very) disorganised with my chain of thoughts. Haha, so yea. Its after lunch that we went Esplanade. Hum. So we found nutcracker suite, since we could use the duets for transcription. Neh, but got no Urtext. What a bummer. Okay, so the best thing that happened was, after we found Dover's publication of nutcracker, we sat down at the basement there, and we just thought, what are we going to do. Haha. For a good whole 10 minutes I suppose. It was retarded. Haha. So, we decided to go to Liow Xiaochun's place. Yes, fickle-minded okay. We changed our minds and decided to go Somerset instead, like WOAH. Because we realised we cant really do much either, since we dont have the urtext score. Haha. So, unfortunately, we started shopping, like oh my. Yes. Shopping. How could we. Haha. Yah la, but let this failed study thing be a motivation for us, since we had that much fun and all. Friday will come soon! Oh yes. Bon voyage Liow Xiaochun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh let me tell you, I've been mugging! As you know, Im prone to like staying up to mug, and guess what D: I broke my record! Now i can study up till 4! Haha. Really! I've been doing my chemistry tutorials until 4! Haha, I'm proud of myself man! And yay, I'm like going to the airport to study tomorrow with gv, and hell I'm going to mug alot yo! Haha. :D Yay audrey! Haha. Thats about it for today. See you :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36826707-6601827418752497709?l=vzech.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vzech.blogspot.com/feeds/6601827418752497709/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36826707&amp;postID=6601827418752497709' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36826707/posts/default/6601827418752497709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36826707/posts/default/6601827418752497709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vzech.blogspot.com/2007/06/yoohoo.html' title=''/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01030469579555818327</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-36826707.post-5432919419052451050</id><published>2007-06-10T21:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-17T23:47:40.571+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>GV made me emo! ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay. I really really really miss the times back at tk. And now that the J2s are gone, its going to be even much worser. Dont even know if this is to be said, but i dont care already. IM LETTING IT OUT, discreetly. Ah shit. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#336666;"&gt;i need my batchies. The complete batch. ): ): ): Kuzco, clare i miss you guys so much, and char too! ): Its just not the same anymore. I feel like so lost right now, i dont know where i belong. I want a complete batch. Like we were last time. Now, i dont know, whats BATCHMATES. Okay. I feel so, segregated from the section in fact, most of the times. And now, the band. I dont know, but im not exactly fitting in, alright. Maybe its just me. I just miss kuzco and dearest clare so much. I dont know what to do leh. But, i want a complete and bonded batch! ): That's going onto my resolution list. ALRIGHT, audrey shall rock the section. OKAY. Whatever. Yeah, but im going to bond our batch like now! ): ): ): SAVE ME. Okay, enough of emo-ing. :) :) :) All i want is a complete batch, a bonded batch. Im like that la, haha, i need security okay. Bear with me. HAHA. :D And it'd be loads fun-er with a great and complete batch. If only.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36826707-5432919419052451050?l=vzech.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vzech.blogspot.com/feeds/5432919419052451050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36826707&amp;postID=5432919419052451050' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36826707/posts/default/5432919419052451050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36826707/posts/default/5432919419052451050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vzech.blogspot.com/2007/06/gv-made-me-emo-okay.html' title=''/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01030469579555818327</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-36826707.post-1473427068133548475</id><published>2007-06-10T03:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-10T03:30:38.636+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Look! I'm updating! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh sorry la, in my blunt command of english, I say, Audrey is tired. And its 3.29 AM, so yes, not exactly the best time to update, right? Haha. So, tomorrow please gv :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been a bad nerd. I did not study much today!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36826707-1473427068133548475?l=vzech.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vzech.blogspot.com/feeds/1473427068133548475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36826707&amp;postID=1473427068133548475' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36826707/posts/default/1473427068133548475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36826707/posts/default/1473427068133548475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vzech.blogspot.com/2007/06/look-im-updating-d-eh-sorry-la-in-my.html' title=''/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01030469579555818327</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-36826707.post-3120819937775822575</id><published>2007-06-07T00:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-07T00:40:15.349+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;Eh you know what? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;I LEAD A VERY BORING LIFE! ): SHIT, i really need to study. Im about to go cranky again, and Im worried my colorful vocabulary will be generously displayed once again. Haha. Okay. Hey good day to you sanity, i will be needing you alot these few days okay, dont pangseh me. Willpower, please stay with me too. Ah! Okay. I love you my sanity and willpower. Im like talking rubbish right now, but apparently i dont really care. HAHA. Talk about losing my sanity. Im scared of that happening! I know this has sufficiently been a really useless and meaningless post, but i need to make myself feeeeeel better yo! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Hah, told you i was weird. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Good day my friends. Hope you guys study well too :D Cheers! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;): &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Cheers to another mugging hour. SHIT. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;And just so you know, I MISS YOU CHUN!&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c4q5yt0kVYM/Rmbio5vas0I/AAAAAAAAAAs/QaauRHAe7FI/s1600-h/P1010163.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36826707-3120819937775822575?l=vzech.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vzech.blogspot.com/feeds/3120819937775822575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36826707&amp;postID=3120819937775822575' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36826707/posts/default/3120819937775822575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36826707/posts/default/3120819937775822575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vzech.blogspot.com/2007/06/eh-you-know-what-i-lead-very-boring.html' title=''/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01030469579555818327</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-36826707.post-4647557414010101875</id><published>2007-06-06T17:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-06T18:43:27.709+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c4q5yt0kVYM/RmaN8ZvasyI/AAAAAAAAAAc/a9nLfpcPCkI/s1600-h/P1010076.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072898099120878370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c4q5yt0kVYM/RmaN8ZvasyI/AAAAAAAAAAc/a9nLfpcPCkI/s320/P1010076.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; kuzco i miss you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c4q5yt0kVYM/RmZ9QpvasxI/AAAAAAAAAAU/oE31iToATAo/s1600-h/P1010070.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072879755315557138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_c4q5yt0kVYM/RmZ9QpvasxI/AAAAAAAAAAU/oE31iToATAo/s320/P1010070.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; i miss you badly too clare kwon.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;life's just different already. ):&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;and i miss everyone.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36826707-4647557414010101875?l=vzech.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vzech.blogspot.com/feeds/4647557414010101875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36826707&amp;postID=4647557414010101875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36826707/posts/default/4647557414010101875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36826707/posts/default/4647557414010101875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vzech.blogspot.com/2007/06/kuzco-i-miss-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01030469579555818327</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://4.bp.blogspot.com/_c4q5yt0kVYM/RmaN8ZvasyI/AAAAAAAAAAc/a9nLfpcPCkI/s72-c/P1010076.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36826707.post-8585513442808334590</id><published>2007-06-03T22:36:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-03T22:43:19.857+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey my friends, im back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you know, i planned for a resolution. To convert to nerdism. Holla, achieved nothing much as of yet though. Hum. Sure hope i will be able to study more intensively, or else, i DIE. JCTS, i'd top the level from the bottom. And hell yea, then i will rock yo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah! I'm immensely excited for tuesday. :D :D :D 'Cos its a LONG day out with dearest Liow Xiao Chun! :D It'd be a great great day! WHOO! Its bonding time yea! YAY! Ah im so happy. Just to reiterate myself, I MISS YOU LIOW XIAO CHUN, ALOT OKAY! :D HAHA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes. I've learnt something. I will never turn to my blog ever again, when im pissed or bitchy, as, I will definitely start bitching. Hmmmm. Yes. And my, thats not a good sight at all. Its when I display my oh-so-colorful vocabulary, hurling all kinds of effs. Haha, so, i must refrain from my blog when im pissed. Probably the greatest reason is still, people start asking "What the hell yo?" And people label me like as if im angsty and all and cant wait to exterminate the whole world's population.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IM GOING TO STUDY (!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i hope it'd be productive.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36826707-8585513442808334590?l=vzech.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vzech.blogspot.com/feeds/8585513442808334590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36826707&amp;postID=8585513442808334590' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36826707/posts/default/8585513442808334590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36826707/posts/default/8585513442808334590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vzech.blogspot.com/2007/06/hey-my-friends-im-back.html' title=''/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01030469579555818327</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-36826707.post-2182688039146119342</id><published>2007-06-01T20:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-06-03T02:02:42.292+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>IM A WEIRD EMO RANDOM BEING. live with it please. :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36826707-2182688039146119342?l=vzech.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vzech.blogspot.com/feeds/2182688039146119342/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36826707&amp;postID=2182688039146119342' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36826707/posts/default/2182688039146119342'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36826707/posts/default/2182688039146119342'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vzech.blogspot.com/2007/06/ive-got-like-36543210684754103546879845.html' title=''/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01030469579555818327</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-36826707.post-3489326976499955986</id><published>2007-05-30T22:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-30T22:22:18.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yo homies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It feels good not to throw up whatever you ate or drank for the entire day. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hey thanks guys for all those well wishes and all, i really appreciate (: Ah, darling friends, i love you guys!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And no worries, yours truly, is (very) alive and kicking alrights! (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take care one and all, enjoy your holidays yo!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36826707-3489326976499955986?l=vzech.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vzech.blogspot.com/feeds/3489326976499955986/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36826707&amp;postID=3489326976499955986' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36826707/posts/default/3489326976499955986'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36826707/posts/default/3489326976499955986'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vzech.blogspot.com/2007/05/yo-homies.html' title=''/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01030469579555818327</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-36826707.post-3612281652273747130</id><published>2007-05-20T12:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-20T13:36:59.122+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c4q5yt0kVYM/Rk_aIqDSc_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/BOT9K8VHZzE/s1600-h/P1010779.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5066507948076987378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c4q5yt0kVYM/Rk_aIqDSc_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/BOT9K8VHZzE/s320/P1010779.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;We rocked the stage, didnt we? (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The concert was awesome.&lt;br /&gt;Unforgettable for sure.&lt;br /&gt;tjcsb is the magic.&lt;br /&gt;No one can take it away from us.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friends,&lt;br /&gt;Thanks for all the flowers and gifts! ;D&lt;br /&gt;And for coming. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stage band,&lt;br /&gt;We really rocked it. (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;YAY. IM HAPPY AND THEREFORE CONTENTED.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now, its time to head back to mugging shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;oh my gosh, for the first time in my life, there's a photo in my entry! D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36826707-3612281652273747130?l=vzech.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vzech.blogspot.com/feeds/3612281652273747130/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36826707&amp;postID=3612281652273747130' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36826707/posts/default/3612281652273747130'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36826707/posts/default/3612281652273747130'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vzech.blogspot.com/2007/05/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01030469579555818327</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://2.bp.blogspot.com/_c4q5yt0kVYM/Rk_aIqDSc_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/BOT9K8VHZzE/s72-c/P1010779.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-36826707.post-8558703474880151664</id><published>2007-05-19T00:10:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-19T00:11:03.583+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I swear, I will never ever need you in my life anymore. Never.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36826707-8558703474880151664?l=vzech.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vzech.blogspot.com/feeds/8558703474880151664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36826707&amp;postID=8558703474880151664' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36826707/posts/default/8558703474880151664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36826707/posts/default/8558703474880151664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vzech.blogspot.com/2007/05/i-swear-i-will-never-ever-need-you-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01030469579555818327</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-36826707.post-6132305548903333447</id><published>2007-05-13T13:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-13T13:29:36.711+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>"Band number 14, Temasek Junior College, Gold."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'd be lying if I said I wasn't disappointed at all. Yes, the harsh truth. But I've already come to terms with it. Well, let's just say it maybe wasn't our best performance. Perhaps it was, just that it wasn't my best. I'm sorry for the parts whereby I totally screwed up. But think about it, maybe gold isn't that bad afterall. Setbacks are inevitable in our lifetimes, and this is one of them. Gold or Gold with Honours, it all differs in the name itself. The gold was given to us, and was a judgement of what the judges thought of us only. Maybe they did not enjoy our music, but to us, we truly did. Making music is not to make others enjoy your music, but to truly enjoy making them. If we did enjoy making music, which we did, we did our very best to make others enjoy our music too. Pretty deep. Besides, this judgement was only from the judges themselves, not what others thought of us. We know we rocked, so we did. Gold or Gold with Honours, its still Gold. Gold with Honours is perhaps just an added value of an Honours. Of course, we want that extra Honours. But deep in me, we have already achieved an Honours. For all the times we all spent together, as a band, practising all day long. For all the effort we try to cooperate with each other. For all the time, we bonded as a band. It's worth it. And we made music.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though it was an emotionally tiring day at the Central Judgings, I will give my last bit of energy to the upcoming concert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's not let this Gold make the final judgement of TJCSB. We'll prove to the public for the concert. Let's put in extra effort for this concert, and make it the best night ever, with the best music ever. One more week. Push on!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TJCSB, one band, one sound. (:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36826707-6132305548903333447?l=vzech.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vzech.blogspot.com/feeds/6132305548903333447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36826707&amp;postID=6132305548903333447' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36826707/posts/default/6132305548903333447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36826707/posts/default/6132305548903333447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vzech.blogspot.com/2007/05/band-number-14-temasek-junior-college.html' title=''/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01030469579555818327</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-36826707.post-8300415329104420353</id><published>2007-05-10T22:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-10T22:55:01.740+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;We're going to rock hard.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We're going to rock hard, because we are tjcsb.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, what else can I say. It's SYF tomorrow, and for sure, stress is building up. I don't know what's everyone's expectations. But one thing for sure, we all want to do well, do our very best. And yes, we will.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lord, I'm really thankful for having such amazing section mates, friends, and everyone. Its like, when ever im lagging behind, there's always someone there, at least, someone. Well, be it one person, two people, or a huge group, I'm really thankful. Its amazing, how life is going on, without a direction, and i kind of found a direction. Pretty deep uh, I don't even know what I'm saying. Well, whatever it is, thanks my dearest friends, my batchmates, and everyone, for being part of my life. Its amazing to know that I have you all. Well yea, I know I can be some really irritating faggot sometimes, like "oh my gosh, audrey's such a bitch." Well, Im really sorry for all that I might have said or done. Just want to let everyone know that, its a blessing having you all in my life. THANKYOU. And i love every single one of you guys. For you are the ones who bring meaning to my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I've got stuff to rush. Till next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;We're going to rock hard.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36826707-8300415329104420353?l=vzech.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vzech.blogspot.com/feeds/8300415329104420353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36826707&amp;postID=8300415329104420353' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36826707/posts/default/8300415329104420353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36826707/posts/default/8300415329104420353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vzech.blogspot.com/2007/05/were-going-to-rock-hard.html' title=''/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01030469579555818327</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-36826707.post-8470357475564635655</id><published>2007-05-04T00:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-04T00:22:41.721+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>It was a sucky day. Horrible. It was, amazingly horrifying. What can i say, bad things happen after each other. They just dont seem to just end like that. Im sick and tired of this life, like, can these stuff stop? I found out that i havent been spending quality time with myself. But however, for that Gold with Honours, and stage band, i'd do anything for it. Anything.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont know why, but im feeling awfully sad. I lost it. And i definitely hope i can find it again, or else i will never forgive myself. Damn.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry, highly irritable today. Holy crap. What has become of me. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stupid freaking GPP. And PI. I HATE PW. Definitely, if i ever had the chance, i'd murder my PW tutor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man! I feel like a bitch.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36826707-8470357475564635655?l=vzech.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vzech.blogspot.com/feeds/8470357475564635655/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36826707&amp;postID=8470357475564635655' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36826707/posts/default/8470357475564635655'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36826707/posts/default/8470357475564635655'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vzech.blogspot.com/2007/05/it-was-sucky-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01030469579555818327</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-36826707.post-9137897527054891763</id><published>2007-05-02T01:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-02T01:18:53.387+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I've got a new layout. And a new tagboard. I know, like wth right. Go spam me if you've anything to scream about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SYF's in 9 days. I'm stressed. N and O kept saying NO to me. I'm scared. Imagine i screw up N and O, and that will be the END.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36826707-9137897527054891763?l=vzech.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vzech.blogspot.com/feeds/9137897527054891763/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36826707&amp;postID=9137897527054891763' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36826707/posts/default/9137897527054891763'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36826707/posts/default/9137897527054891763'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vzech.blogspot.com/2007/05/ive-got-new-layout.html' title=''/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01030469579555818327</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-36826707.post-8985199303868884327</id><published>2007-04-21T23:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-22T00:16:02.998+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HEY. Im back, and im sick. And it sucks. Man, im sure it was that negative energy that i had. Haha, holy, i shouldnt have gotten all pissed off and irritated. Haha, i know im kind of talking some rubbish right now that doesnt exactly make sense. Alright.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, yet, still, life is just filled with LECTURE TUTORIAL HOMEWORK BAND STAGE BAND. AND GWH. Man, life is painful. ): Its stress that i dont think i can actually withstand much longer. Its like eating my life away. Every morning i simply just drag myself out of bed, and when i reach home, i bathe, and sleep. How unmeaningful is life now! And i spend all my free periods finishing up tutorials, and when i dont finish them, i worry for my life for my teachers are not that lenient and all, who doesnt care if you are busy or not and just want you to finish up ALL your freaking tutorials! Oh, what a long sentence. Tsk. Haha, point is, im stressed! I think i am! And i dont want to end up in the hospital for being overly stressed again, because its simply a waste of time and money! Oh shucks. ): I hate it when i reflect on my life. Its just saddening to know how each day passes so quickly with no progress. Yet ironically, its fun to let life pass with no progress. Im confused. Whatever. Everything i say seem to contradict, dont you think so?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, after alienating the com for a few days, i finally popped to some people's blogs. Read a recent entry of someone, and i must say, im appalled. And i honestly dont know if i actually should. Just frankly speaking, you're a hypocrite. And i jolly well can say that to myself as well. It makes me wonder. Why. So, the conclusion is: EVERYONE is a HYPOCRITE themselves. If you actually get whatever ive said means, congratulations, you are amazing. You know why? Because i dont even know what am i talking about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to my wonderful fun life without much apparent meaning. Went to see the doctor this morning, for &lt;em&gt;the report&lt;/em&gt;. Turns out that its due to the high potassium in my blood that causes all that irregular heartbeat stuffs and breathelessness. And i know you would tell me to stop eating bananas and prunes, because they contain high levels of potassium. But the thing is that, i dont eat any of those! Haha!!! Oh well. I suppose it must be something in my diet that causing all that drama in my blood. HAHA. So yea. How unfortunate.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, went for band after that. I suppose, it was a tad too short. Maybe it was because i missed the morning sectionals, but i really think that the combine was really insufficient. Oh wells. Despite that freaking sore throat i have, i went to pizza hut with gv for a really early dinner. Man, it was really good and filling. But i feel sorry for my stomach and throat. Im going to eat tons of lozengers and whatever, to keep myself going alright! Haha, i promise you my dear body, you will be fit and well. ;D HAHA. What a lie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Went for alumni prac. The band is really, full of amazing players. IM IN LOVE! With galaxy express. Haha, its such a jolly song. ;D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the galaxy express: a journey, a never-ending journey, a never-ending journey to the stars. ;D HAHA!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;WOAH. I shall go bury myself in homework now.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36826707-8985199303868884327?l=vzech.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vzech.blogspot.com/feeds/8985199303868884327/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36826707&amp;postID=8985199303868884327' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36826707/posts/default/8985199303868884327'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36826707/posts/default/8985199303868884327'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vzech.blogspot.com/2007/04/hey.html' title=''/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01030469579555818327</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-36826707.post-5746844001132148570</id><published>2007-04-16T00:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-16T09:23:45.791+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey, after a week of unexpected hiatus, im back. Yes, its the SYF week for secondary schools, (i know its a tad dated isnt it?), and yea! TKGS got a gold! You guys truly deserve it! Im sorry i couldnt make it down on the day itself, but i heard from the others that you guys totally rocked it! And my dearest juniors, on that day of the rehearsal, im really impressed by your running notes and all! Very clear and together. ;D Great job! You guys definitely have your efforts totally acknowledged yea? ;D Good job my dears!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, recently, my life just pretty much revolved around lectures, tutorials, homework, band, stage band, lectures, tutorials and more homework and more band. Get what i mean? Plus lessons after curriculum time, i barely have the time to even listen to music, and sleep. Im sick of this stupid crammed up schedule of my life. Im sick of it. I know im like repeating myself over and over again, but i just cant help it alright. Im sorry for ranting so much, i really am, but this, perhaps, is my only way of relief from everything and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lots of stuff have been on my mind recently. What have i exactly achieved. Its sad to even think of it. Reality strikes, and i realised ive achieved nothing much in these 16 years of my life. Or maybe to put it better, all that ive actually achieved, are just mediocre. I dont know where my life is heading and all. I dont know whats going on in my life, and what on earth is the purpose.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everyone has their own problems. So do i. And im sick of putting up a front as though nothing happened. I feel so helpless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All i can say, is, 'I dont know'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And i dont want to know.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36826707-5746844001132148570?l=vzech.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vzech.blogspot.com/feeds/5746844001132148570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36826707&amp;postID=5746844001132148570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36826707/posts/default/5746844001132148570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36826707/posts/default/5746844001132148570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vzech.blogspot.com/2007/04/hey-after-week-of-unexpected-hiatus-im.html' title=''/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01030469579555818327</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-36826707.post-6795401085252187314</id><published>2007-04-09T17:26:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-09T17:27:03.578+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>OH MY GOSH! TKGS' FREAKING RESULT IS COMING OUT IN LIKE 5 MINUTES! FREAK FREAK FREAK! IM SO SCARED! SO FREAKING SCARED!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36826707-6795401085252187314?l=vzech.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vzech.blogspot.com/feeds/6795401085252187314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36826707&amp;postID=6795401085252187314' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36826707/posts/default/6795401085252187314'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36826707/posts/default/6795401085252187314'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vzech.blogspot.com/2007/04/oh-my-gosh-tkgs-freaking-result-is.html' title=''/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01030469579555818327</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-36826707.post-3880520375150670196</id><published>2007-04-02T22:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-02T23:12:09.967+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh my gosh. I woke up sick and tired, with a throbbing headache, having a temperature, totally groggy and felt like shit. Damn, so i stayed at home today.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I just came back home from lesson and seeing the doctor. And guess what, i met with a car accident when i was on the way home. some freaking taxi just banged into my dad's car, and the impact so great that, my dad's car moved and banged the NEXT car. (My dad's car was stationary you know.) So the front and the back of the car kinda got smashed up quite badly. And the radiator's leaking too. Basically the whole boot is like flattened, the front got dented to a V shaped 90 deg anticlockwise. And i totally banged against the car seat, and damn, it hurts like hell. Especially my backbone. And now im not feeling so good, quite nauseous, and my head is throbbing again. And my heart is like palpitating. Beating so freakingly fast. Like feel so wead as well. Oh my gosh it just totally suck. I think i might just be suffering from some mild concussion, i dont know. Ah freak.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, before i forget. Thanks to those who kind of comforted me during my very emotional period during band camp. Really, thanks a lot ;D And my sincere apologies if i was behaving like a crazy bitch who was totally getting on you guys' nerves. Well, thanks so much and i felt so much better! I LOVE YOU GUYS.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36826707-3880520375150670196?l=vzech.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vzech.blogspot.com/feeds/3880520375150670196/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36826707&amp;postID=3880520375150670196' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36826707/posts/default/3880520375150670196'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36826707/posts/default/3880520375150670196'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vzech.blogspot.com/2007/04/oh-my-gosh.html' title=''/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01030469579555818327</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-36826707.post-914202310564895165</id><published>2007-04-02T01:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-02T01:12:39.724+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh my gosh, this is just plain freaky. My jaw is suddenly fine after 3 years of suffering. I was yawning, and i opened my mouth a tad too big (i couldnt fully open my mouth, remember? never could.) and the jaw bone cracked. Now i can actually open my mouth completely wide. Like woah. But ouch. I never knew a jaw could crack. Now i can eat a bagel with absolutely no problems from now on, hopefully.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36826707-914202310564895165?l=vzech.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vzech.blogspot.com/feeds/914202310564895165/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36826707&amp;postID=914202310564895165' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36826707/posts/default/914202310564895165'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36826707/posts/default/914202310564895165'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vzech.blogspot.com/2007/04/oh-my-gosh-this-is-just-plain-freaky.html' title=''/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01030469579555818327</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-36826707.post-3265652585911267361</id><published>2007-04-01T21:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-01T23:11:52.584+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey, im back from band camp. And im pretty sad to say that, i didnt enjoy it as much as i thought i would. So basically, its like practise, practise, and more practising. But i supposed it was good, since i practically practised all day. At least it gave me a little assurance that i actually practised. Yea, but i suppose, its not enough. Forty days. It's going to pass real fast.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess combine and sectionals, were pretty interesting. Quite fun. Yup, we watched this movie Mr holland's opus. I wanted to watch the movie, very much, but i was pretty much too tired, so i practically slept through the whole thing. ): Oh well. I tried to do my homework, but it failed terribly. Im still stuck with like piles and piles of homework. So now, im like uber stressed. And especially about what happened yesterday, im quite an emotional wreck right now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I thought it'd be tormenting to be sad and depressed all day. Now i realise, its even more tormenting to pretend that you're happy all day, when you feel like shit inside. It has become very much a habit, to hide everything inside. I dont know. Now i just feel so numb, and when i sleep i cry. I really dont know.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, lets be more optimistic and say:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;TOMORROW WILL BE A BETTER DAY&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36826707-3265652585911267361?l=vzech.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vzech.blogspot.com/feeds/3265652585911267361/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36826707&amp;postID=3265652585911267361' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36826707/posts/default/3265652585911267361'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36826707/posts/default/3265652585911267361'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vzech.blogspot.com/2007/04/hey-im-back-from-band-camp.html' title=''/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01030469579555818327</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-36826707.post-8803170260097542898</id><published>2007-03-25T23:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-26T00:11:57.141+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>I just colored finish my timetable. Like oh my gosh. Its almost depressing and tormenting to even peer at it. The number of black boxes is just pathetic. This like the worst timetable ever! Ah! Im apparently in a class with people who take the same combi unlike 26. But classes still end at such an unearthly time and apparently my earliest day is wednesday, which is unfortunately continued with pdp. This is just saddening. :( My timetable sucks big time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On another note, i've yet to finish all my 3 GP homework. Its eating my brain out. D: Ah!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I so dont look forward to tomorrow. :(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36826707-8803170260097542898?l=vzech.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vzech.blogspot.com/feeds/8803170260097542898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36826707&amp;postID=8803170260097542898' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36826707/posts/default/8803170260097542898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36826707/posts/default/8803170260097542898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vzech.blogspot.com/2007/03/i-just-colored-finish-my-timetable.html' title=''/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01030469579555818327</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-36826707.post-5988725495608845621</id><published>2007-03-22T22:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-22T22:38:32.250+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey folks. So, i've already accepted the fact that im stuck in Physics. Well, i suppose, it aint that bad afterall. I mean, whatever it is, God has a plan for me. Surely God leads me on the right path. So yea, im okay. Thanks friends, for comforting me. Sorry, i was really like a stupid emo kid. Actually, im starting to know some nice people from o2. :D Its a good sign! Just hopefully, the class would start warming up. Like yea. :D Oh ya la, i love you tons and tons shixuan! Haha, happy?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, yes. I want and i need the sympathy of everyone. Dont you find it unfair, when people say something about you that you totally are disgusted of, and totally dont like it. I know i might be, what you call sensitive, but yes. I feel like just because i dont show that i am angry pissed and flipping, means that everyone has authority to actually trample over my already very small and puny soul. Please, i really hope that nonsense will stop. It feels like you're been made fun of every single minute of your life, by everyone around you. I feel like a joke, a clown. Everytime, when youknowwho is there, i feel so darn bloody uncomfortable. I cannot treat youknowwho as a normal friend like you all, aint that unfair to him. And of course, its unfair to me as well. A joke is a joke, but this is way way way too much. And yes, even a clown is a human. Every human has his very own rights, so why must you all restrict my right to be a normal human. Its not fun at all, in fact, very painful. Im sorry, if this entry comes across to you as very obnoxious, irritating, or like oh-my-gosh-you-are-such-an-effing-faggot, i just want to get my point across. Its not nice at all. Now, i just feel like a humiliated soul, belonging to a full-time clown. &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;fuck.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36826707-5988725495608845621?l=vzech.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vzech.blogspot.com/feeds/5988725495608845621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36826707&amp;postID=5988725495608845621' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36826707/posts/default/5988725495608845621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36826707/posts/default/5988725495608845621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vzech.blogspot.com/2007/03/hey-folks.html' title=''/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01030469579555818327</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-36826707.post-8780411511526686664</id><published>2007-03-20T22:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-20T22:50:48.397+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Bimbo triggered my emo-ness, so im here to complain. Bear with it. Its going to be short for the very least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, so i changed my combi. And now im stuck in this class 02/07. I would say it is quite bad. 6 girls. Thought it would still be okay, but no. Not exactly. And i absolutely hate physics. So now, im going to change back to my previous combi, and unfortunately 26 is full, i cant go back there, and their timetable clashes with my music, so 24 is like the only class left. ): And best of all, its delta. ): Like oh my gosh! Seriously, i still need to change class. I REFUSE TO TAKE PHYSICS. But if it doesnt work out tomorrow, i guess i have to stay in that class, and drop physics to h1. Holy crap, i dont want that to happen. ):&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36826707-8780411511526686664?l=vzech.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vzech.blogspot.com/feeds/8780411511526686664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36826707&amp;postID=8780411511526686664' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36826707/posts/default/8780411511526686664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36826707/posts/default/8780411511526686664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vzech.blogspot.com/2007/03/bimbo-triggered-my-emo-ness-so-im-here.html' title=''/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01030469579555818327</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-36826707.post-751046707565666836</id><published>2007-03-19T12:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-19T12:22:58.137+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>SHAMELESS SELF PROMOTION. tsk.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36826707-751046707565666836?l=vzech.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vzech.blogspot.com/feeds/751046707565666836/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36826707&amp;postID=751046707565666836' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36826707/posts/default/751046707565666836'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36826707/posts/default/751046707565666836'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vzech.blogspot.com/2007/03/shameless-self-promotion.html' title=''/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01030469579555818327</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-36826707.post-3222022671110698232</id><published>2007-03-19T12:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-19T12:21:52.536+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>haha...&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;this post has been written by km who is looking over audrey's shoulder... haha&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;go visit MY BLOG!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and see all the sick stuff!!!&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kwhateverm.blogspot.com"&gt;www.kwhateverm.blogspot.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt; &lt;br /&gt;--- end of advertisment--&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36826707-3222022671110698232?l=vzech.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vzech.blogspot.com/feeds/3222022671110698232/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36826707&amp;postID=3222022671110698232' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36826707/posts/default/3222022671110698232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36826707/posts/default/3222022671110698232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vzech.blogspot.com/2007/03/haha.html' title=''/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01030469579555818327</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-36826707.post-4254085613385288190</id><published>2007-03-11T23:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-11T23:34:45.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey friends. Im back. Orientation was, crap, i suppose. But O night was just rocking and great and fun and all. Well, thats good. But i lost my voice, but i suppose its fine, cos i had fun, well, ya. I cant update much. Dont have the time to do so. Im going to post pictures, next week. So i suppose i dont need to even type anything, because im posting photos that tell a million stories. Ya la, whatever, im lazy if you say so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yes, im leaving for Taiwan tomorrow. Honestly, not sure if im really exactly happy about it. I mean, i do want to go la, but the thing is that, i have to miss quite a lot of stuff going on during the holidays. And even if i wanted to go badly, i wouldnt have chosen this period. Thats thanks to my brother, who insists he wants to go to Taiwan badly, and i have to be dragged into it. I mean if i were to be left alone at home with my dog, my parents believe that the two of us will just starve and die. I dont know, so i had to follow. Yes, i know, many would say im irresponsible. I know its really irresponsible to do so, but i have my reasons of doing so. Lets all hope that i do enjoy this Taiwan trip, because i know that when i come back, i'd probably get thrashed by many many people, calling me this irresponsible effing idiotic asshole. Well, what can i do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And somehow, i do regret DSA-ing. In some way, people just expects so much from you. I really do feel darn pressurised by this whole freaking thing. Im sick of it. And unfortunately, its just the beginning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, i do really hope that i can have at least a slight show of emotion. I feel like im a shell, like, everyone thinks that im always so happy and jovial, like whatever, do you even know how i feel inside. Im sick of it. I've had enough already.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cccccc;"&gt;Dont treat me like a joke, i cant take jokes, seriously.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everything just seems so wrong.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36826707-4254085613385288190?l=vzech.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vzech.blogspot.com/feeds/4254085613385288190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36826707&amp;postID=4254085613385288190' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36826707/posts/default/4254085613385288190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36826707/posts/default/4254085613385288190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vzech.blogspot.com/2007/03/hey-friends.html' title=''/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01030469579555818327</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-36826707.post-5029760545693604857</id><published>2007-03-06T00:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-06T00:40:16.329+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Okay, here's a timeout for myself. Haha, basically, ive started on nothing. Maybe something, but not much yet. Its been a really long day. Haha, half day today! What ______. My, my vocabulary is really shrinking really badly. Hmm, tsk. So whatever. We (me, cass, elaine, olivia, charlotte, linlin, wanlin, huangjie, wenqi, siangyong) went for lunch at PP. Oh gosh, going to parkway, is like a soldier returning to homeland. Never felt better, but no greenery. We ate at pasta mania, well, thats just fyi. Haha, so anyway, we went kbox afterthat. Can you believe it?! Like what the hell, its my first time stepping into there. Haha! Im like damn suaku there. Hurhur, and of all days, the english songs were unavailable. So, i couldnt sing any songs! Besides, i wouldnt want to actually. Haha, but yea, it was fun afterall! :D Haha, complaining freaks, arent we. We demanded them to compensate us because the english songs and finger food were unavailable. Man, we are terrible. In the end, they had to give 2 free, so we only paid for the price of six. :D We're good. :D Haha, so anw, actually right now, im like supposed to write messages to everyone. Unfortunately, only like 6 are done. Which means i have like uh 15 to go? Haha, i dont think i need to sleep tonight already. Cant wait, posting results gonna be out tomorrow. Hope everyone stays in tj! Cos im in tj! :D And folks, remember to sign on my uniform! Yes, to those who are not staying in tj for the rest of their jc lives, well, its being a really great pleasure to know you fabulous people, who made my 1st three months in tj, wonderful. :D you guys would be greatly missed by audrey! But of course, no matter where we end up eventually, hope that life would continue to be great for you all, and just have fun alright! I love you guys! Especially 26/07! You guys, are like the nicest people around in tj! And the funniest too! :D Love you all! Haha, suddenly it has gotten all emo. Lets all enjoy cg outing tomorrow at marina! Take care to you folks, and God bless! :D I love you all!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36826707-5029760545693604857?l=vzech.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vzech.blogspot.com/feeds/5029760545693604857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36826707&amp;postID=5029760545693604857' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36826707/posts/default/5029760545693604857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36826707/posts/default/5029760545693604857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vzech.blogspot.com/2007/03/okay-heres-timeout-for-myself.html' title=''/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01030469579555818327</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-36826707.post-2629006890580049807</id><published>2007-03-03T22:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-03T22:34:26.476+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Oh my gosh. I cant freaking believe that i fell again. And scrap a little of my knee again. Its dangerous to walk around the house when the floor was just mopped.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I dont believe this shit man, hello, like i have not fell for like 8 years?! And suddenly, its like the falling streak season or something like that. what the hell.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36826707-2629006890580049807?l=vzech.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vzech.blogspot.com/feeds/2629006890580049807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36826707&amp;postID=2629006890580049807' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36826707/posts/default/2629006890580049807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36826707/posts/default/2629006890580049807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vzech.blogspot.com/2007/03/oh-my-gosh.html' title=''/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01030469579555818327</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-36826707.post-6364430356908262141</id><published>2007-03-03T22:08:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-03T22:16:28.298+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The vulnerable soul, got attacked last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a terrible night. It really was. I was sleeping. And suddenly i just woke up. I couldnt move any of my limbs. I couldnt talk or scream. I couldnt breathe. It felt so terrible, I felt like i was dying. Flashes in front of my eyes. I didnt know what to expect. I prayed. And prayed. And suddenly, all was just relieved. I dont know, if it was a dream, or reality. If it were a dream, it was to real to be true. Jesus freed me, thank Lord.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was really freaky. Dont know how this just happened like that. In fact, its the second time it has happened. Now, shutting my eyes, it just seems scary. But yes, ive learnt. God is always by my side, no matter whatever happens. I was so helpless, and He was the only one there to free me. To think of that, im truly blessed.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this kinda freaked me out the whole morning. I felt dead. Like, i keep questioning myself, did it really happen. Thank goodness for OGL in the afternoon. I know you would say OGL camp was like all boring or whatever, but really, thanks to those cheering, i felt so much better. So oh well. Good day my friends. Bye.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36826707-6364430356908262141?l=vzech.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vzech.blogspot.com/feeds/6364430356908262141/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36826707&amp;postID=6364430356908262141' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36826707/posts/default/6364430356908262141'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36826707/posts/default/6364430356908262141'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vzech.blogspot.com/2007/03/vulnerable-soul-got-attacked-last-night.html' title=''/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01030469579555818327</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-36826707.post-87033073025683605</id><published>2007-02-27T21:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-27T21:43:09.387+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Looks can be deceiving. Hurhur, and never judge a book by its cover. D:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36826707-87033073025683605?l=vzech.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vzech.blogspot.com/feeds/87033073025683605/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36826707&amp;postID=87033073025683605' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36826707/posts/default/87033073025683605'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36826707/posts/default/87033073025683605'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vzech.blogspot.com/2007/02/looks-can-be-deceiving.html' title=''/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01030469579555818327</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-36826707.post-5647736918664522753</id><published>2007-02-25T16:33:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-25T16:39:27.476+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='im emo today.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey folks. Sad to say, but i think im losing it already. First few weeks, i was doing great, super fine. Now, i cant take it anymore. Band, is like, super uber boring without batchies. ): Superbly. Really. I miss batchies like mega mega much. And the times we hung out at video world until unearthly hours after band, bitching, whatever you name it. I miss it so much!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ng yuxuan you poo, i was so darn happy to see you yesterday! Haha, me pomelo soh and jiayi was talking about batchies, and poof! YOU APPEARED! Hahahahahaha! I love you shitloads. :D Clare lim! I just cant wait to witness your next fall. HAHA, kidding. Haha, but, yes, i miss you shitloads too. :D Haha, charmaine choy! I miss you rubbish crapiness, that never fails me to laugh. haha, you and your too slow to function brain. Haha, i miss you! :D And, my fishball, asnira! Miss you even more! I hardly see you online, i dont get to see you cos you live on the other side of this island. ): Miss you too! and Choonrui! Miss you too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;): Its tough not to have batchies around.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36826707-5647736918664522753?l=vzech.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vzech.blogspot.com/feeds/5647736918664522753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36826707&amp;postID=5647736918664522753' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36826707/posts/default/5647736918664522753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36826707/posts/default/5647736918664522753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vzech.blogspot.com/2007/02/hey-folks_25.html' title=''/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01030469579555818327</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-36826707.post-834448526328205214</id><published>2007-02-22T15:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-22T15:36:17.959+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Dear Ms Liow Xiao Chun,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Arent you honoured that i mentioned your name like 11 whooping times? :D Haha, now make it 12.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36826707-834448526328205214?l=vzech.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vzech.blogspot.com/feeds/834448526328205214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36826707&amp;postID=834448526328205214' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36826707/posts/default/834448526328205214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36826707/posts/default/834448526328205214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vzech.blogspot.com/2007/02/dear-ms-liow-xiao-chun-arent-you.html' title=''/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01030469579555818327</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-36826707.post-53661489436117918</id><published>2007-02-22T15:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-22T15:30:48.371+08:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='xiaochun sucks.'/><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey folks. Im now in the HUB. Thanks to Miss Liow Xiao Chun, Im updating. Okay, I actually have absolutely nothing to update, do you know that? Uh, okay, i just bought my TJ uniform you know! How exciting! D: Like real. Haha, seriously, I cannot remember what to update, but this stupid woman ask me to update, what to update! HAHA, PS im not showing off that i can type really fast or whatsoever, ms liow xiao chun. HAHA :D Yours truly just rocks. HAHA. Dont give me that disgusted face of yours. HAHA. Yes, im just going to reply you by typing it all here. So, Liow Xiao Chun, what are you doing now? (murmurmurmur) Yes you're murmuring. HHA :D Stop giving me your irritated face, just because you have nothing to do here, and someone is hogging the stupid printer. ITS NOT MY FAULT! haha, no, im trying to bring the fact that you have nothing to do, and i have nothing to type. You see? :D (murmurmurmur) Okay, at your command Liow Xiao Chun, i shall update about valentine's day, since i have not update on it at all, that is, if my already FAILED memory actually permits me to do so. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, valentines was last wednesday right? Haha, yes. Im right :D Haha, so as you know, you fellows got cookies from me right? Wrapped up in aluminium foil? Haha, ME the wonderful yours truly DID IT SINGLE HANDEDLY OKAY. :D I rock right? RIGHT! It doesnt look ugly okay, Liow Xiao Chun, haha, stop scolding me at the side for me being narcissistic and keep praising myself, i have absolutely nothing to do. OKAY. Haha, so, lets carry on. Im not scolding you okay. See, thanks to you, i digressed again! OKAY, back to the topic. Did you know that i stayed up the whole night until like 3 plus am, just for baking and wrapping the cookies for you guys? :D haha, arent you touched. :D (Hello, i gave you an extra flower?! Stop complaining, Liow Xiao Chun. HAHA. Okay la, your pin very nice OKAY :D I LOVE YOU! hmmm.) Okay, stop digressing, get back to topic. ;D hha, okay. Oh ya, i only slept for like, uh 3 hours? ): Okay, three and a half, if it makes you happy Liow Xiao Chun. HAHA. Oh yes, thanks my friends, for the flowers and the gifts you all gave  me. HAHA, now i have a heapstack of chocolates in my fridge. I think they're at least a kg heavy haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, Chinese new year. Stupid Liow Xiao Chun keep kajiaoing me to type more and more and more and more. Im very tired already. I know you are amazed by my fast typing skills, but im not a robot im a human! D: Okay, Chinese new year. haha, yes very tiring okay. Uh, i went visiting with my poor bandaged legs. Like uber sad can. Haha, nevertheless, i won lots of money, and im a happy girl :D haha, of course, what a great _____, to see all my cousins all at one time! All come back from overseas and whatever, and of course, see my new nieces and nephews. D: I feel really old. Haha, blockus was really fun :D Haha, and banluck wa! Super super fun! Cos i won lots lots of cash! :D haha, okay whatever.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, tuesday, we (me, LIOW XIAO CHUN, wynne, suzana, trent and tommy) went to ms chew's house to bainian. Haha, we ended up playing bridge throughout the whole time spent there! :D Haha, very fun right. Haha, yes. Me and LIOW XIAO CHUN, won (almost) every single round :D haha we rock. :D Okay, I really dont want to continue typing already, im really tired already okay. ): Haha, see you folks! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A total of whooping 653 words. I just wrote an essay man.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36826707-53661489436117918?l=vzech.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vzech.blogspot.com/feeds/53661489436117918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36826707&amp;postID=53661489436117918' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36826707/posts/default/53661489436117918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36826707/posts/default/53661489436117918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vzech.blogspot.com/2007/02/hey-folks_22.html' title=''/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01030469579555818327</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-36826707.post-920074851763349933</id><published>2007-02-17T20:28:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-17T20:37:40.153+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Yours truly fell down today ): Haha, thanks to Francis, my wound's pretty fine now :D :D :D YOU ROCK!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aiy. So ya lor, its damn freaking painful. Damnit stupid asshole from scip named junjie, pushed me during speedy. My wound was already fine, but after he pushed me, my wounds kinda knock into someone, and f, it was bloody painful. ): You idiot. I hope YOU see this. Idiot.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, so ya, i fell. I suppose my group was the group with the most number of casualties. Haha, nevertheless, i love you guys! You guys were awesome! Sorry i couldnt do much since i fell, i am so sorry. But thanks guys, you guys were really caring and great! :D Well, hope you all had just as much fun as i had :D We rock, dont we!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, was also the ogl thingy. Kinda sad, orexus 6 was missing quite some people. There was only 6, then 5 people. Still, we were like super awesome! :D We were loud and good at completing the tasks! Right? :D Haha, sure, i LOVE orexus! :D Im in love with orexus all over again! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yup, so lets hope 02 would be fun and great for the ogms. Let's rock on, Orexus! We are like such loving people, hahaha. So oh wells, thats about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And, HAPPY CHINESE NEW YEAR!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I shall not be easily affected again. (:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36826707-920074851763349933?l=vzech.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vzech.blogspot.com/feeds/920074851763349933/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36826707&amp;postID=920074851763349933' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36826707/posts/default/920074851763349933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36826707/posts/default/920074851763349933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vzech.blogspot.com/2007/02/yours-truly-fell-down-today-haha-thanks.html' title=''/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01030469579555818327</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-36826707.post-8557540352768598604</id><published>2007-02-16T01:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-16T01:07:15.288+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey folks. Im pissed, really, pissed. My dear friend, please stop your nonsense. Its really damnit irritating and freaking annoying. What cheek you have, to tell me such a thing, shameless, you are seriously acting like an idiot. Try me, piss me off, and see what i've got prepared for you. Damn you. Stop your childish acting. Who do you think you are. Asshole.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36826707-8557540352768598604?l=vzech.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vzech.blogspot.com/feeds/8557540352768598604/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36826707&amp;postID=8557540352768598604' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36826707/posts/default/8557540352768598604'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36826707/posts/default/8557540352768598604'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vzech.blogspot.com/2007/02/hey-folks_16.html' title=''/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01030469579555818327</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-36826707.post-8423460602072126135</id><published>2007-02-10T00:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-08T20:21:34.482+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey folks. As you all know, today's the day we all got back our results. Man, i feel wasted man. Really wasted. Woke up like silly school holiday kind of day. I woke up at ten, thankyou. Haha, it was, surprisingly a very calm morning, like all was happy, and of course, good. Never felt so energised ever since school started again. Like, whoo, Im happy. :D Haha, okay. So met jess and fer at whitesands for breakfast/lunch, so you call it brunch. Yes, that stupid Ferena Lee who treats flowers like humans, and humans like flowers, got me all excited and scared. So much for a peaceful and great morning. ): Spoiler! Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Met gay on the train to school. Cant believe it, we stopped at Bedok to take 31, so we can look at TJ one last time. HAHA. YES, go laugh. Man, so you know, we finally reached school, and OH MY GOSH! I MISS MY DOLLAH SO MUCH! HAHA! :D MISS YOU SO BADLY MY FISHBALL! Haha, so yes. Let me continue. The wait for results was excruciating OKAY. Eunice messaged me at like 230 telling me her results. That was the time when all the TKG people settled down and started listening to whatever ms lui was talking about. Haha. So yes! Im so proud of our batch! We like SO ROCK! :D :D :D Its like, compared to last year and the year before's distinctions and everything, we DOUBLED! :D Seriously, EVERYTHING went up! Like, whoo! Haha, 60 percent distiction for english! :D And so many subjects! We so rock, sec 4s 06! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So yes, finally got back our results. I was already getting emo over it. Before i went up to collect my results, ive already started tearing. Who knew, i received my result, and i started BAWLING. D: Everyone was like, why you crying?! I dont know what to reply, i just said 'I havent open my results! I dont dare!' Haha, man i really find this amusing. Really amusing. So, i went on crying for a good whole 15 min or maybe even longer, until darling took my results slip and check. HAHA!! Man, cant believe myself. Okay, so as expected, it wasnt a fabulous single digit, like obviously. It's called, not good, but not bad at all. I got a b3 for my amaths! Cant believe it at all! Like ive been failing amath for a good two whole years and miraculously passing the final year paper. But chinese got a D7. ): Seems like i've got to continue taking chinese, which is not good at all. Because i dont want a stupid D on my A levels cert, which is, if im going to spend my two years in TJ. I dont know seriously, whether i should stay in TJ actually. Its like if i stay in TJ i might possibly be the worst student of my cohort, and probably, retain? Im really damn scared. ): But its like, if its not TJ, then where? Aiy. Damnit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So okay, me jess fer and elaine went on a valentine's lunch/dinner. Haha! At pizza hut. It was a terrible time eating. Uh, like after drama manifesto i felt so numb, like no emotions at all. NOTHING AT ALL. It was kinda unbearable. Haha, thank goodness pizza hut crew drugged my food with endorphines, i felt happier :D Then went back to parkway cos fer had to collect roses for her brother to give his girlfriend. :D It looked really nice. HAHA. So yes, went home after that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, so maybe, Im not happy at all, like quite sad, but after two long exasperating crying sessions, i guess its all over. Im in TJ and all is good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay! Another thing is, froggay's coming TJ! :D WHOO!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36826707-8423460602072126135?l=vzech.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vzech.blogspot.com/feeds/8423460602072126135/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36826707&amp;postID=8423460602072126135' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36826707/posts/default/8423460602072126135'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36826707/posts/default/8423460602072126135'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vzech.blogspot.com/2007/02/hey-folks_10.html' title=''/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01030469579555818327</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-36826707.post-4148996120867547899</id><published>2007-02-08T20:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-08T20:13:47.438+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey folks. Sorry, havent been updating, but who really cares. Haha. So yes, tomorrow's the day, the day that everyone's been waiting for. O levels results! Like holy crap, time just passed so quickly, and its like i've already spent 6 weeks in TJ. So, tomorrow's going to really affect me, its either TJ or nowhere. I really really want to go TJ! Haha, I love the people there, the school, the everything. HAHA. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh my gosh, like OH MY GOSH. I LOVE YOU MY ANGEL! I LOVE LOVE LOVE YOU!!! Thanks for the whole box of chocolates! :D Like so wonderful! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Its go green day on sunday, which means gotta miss church. Why not on a saturday! ): BUMMER. But still, hope we have some serious CG fun together! AND we must take LOTS of photos! :D I love you CG 26/07. Man, it seems like yesterday that we knew each other, and it seems so soon that we're going to separated again. ): Let's have lotsa fun that day, and CG outing day! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OOOOH, singapore dreaming on monday! RACH iii THIS SAT! Froggay i miss you shitloads! WHOOO cant wait!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you folks. I dont know when will i update again, maybe a month later, who knows. Haha. Uh, all the best to you guys out there! :D AND GO TJ!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36826707-4148996120867547899?l=vzech.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vzech.blogspot.com/feeds/4148996120867547899/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36826707&amp;postID=4148996120867547899' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36826707/posts/default/4148996120867547899'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36826707/posts/default/4148996120867547899'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vzech.blogspot.com/2007/02/hey-folks.html' title=''/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01030469579555818327</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-36826707.post-117007853348293357</id><published>2007-01-29T21:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-29T21:48:53.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey fellows D: MY COMPUTER CRASHED! Holy crap, didnt have a backup YET AGAIN. And so now, sweet goodbye to my photos, but thank goodness japan photos are still in my cam, and the peaches cd just started downloading only. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes, so i was quite sick this morning, i couldnt get out of bed, couldnt even crawl out of it. Man, my world was twirling twirling twirling like crap. ): Wa, that stupid doctor at the polyclinic sucks man, haha, i dont even know what im down with actually, sucker. Hah, i think its because yesterday stayed up a little late, (but as a matter of fact it was only past 12 to 1). Damn it can, i stayed up to finish my mep then today cannot pass up! ): BUMMER.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya i said i wanted write out what happened during the past week right, HAHA, now the thing is, i cant remember a single detail. HAHA. The only thing etched in my brain is the flyer distribution day, thats wednesday. :D HAHA, so me felicia wanlin wenguang had to go to this blk 83 to distribute the flyers to every household la, and we realised that, BLOCK 83 HAD ALREADY BEEN DEMOLISHED! Joker can! :D Damn funny la! All was left of blk 83 is just this empty grassland. HAHAHAHAHAHA! Funny leh. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, i guess will stop here then. Till next time.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Maybe i should get a journal, pen down everything that happened. :D so i can remember more stuff to update :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36826707-117007853348293357?l=vzech.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vzech.blogspot.com/feeds/117007853348293357/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36826707&amp;postID=117007853348293357' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36826707/posts/default/117007853348293357'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36826707/posts/default/117007853348293357'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vzech.blogspot.com/2007/01/hey-fellows-d-my-computer-crashed-holy.html' title=''/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01030469579555818327</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-36826707.post-117000221637331517</id><published>2007-01-29T00:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-29T00:37:18.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey folks, i know i havent been updating. Big whoops. Try to give you guys a scoop on whatever happened this week, tomorrow, HURHUR. Okay, i will! :D But, here's devotation for every single of you reading my boring blog :D Have a blessed week ahead! Read it! Its a REALLY good one! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leprosy is curable today, but in Jesus’ day it was the most feared of all diseases; so much so, lepers were not allowed to live in cities. “All the days he has the sore he shall be unclean. He is unclean, and he shall dwell alone; his dwelling shall be outside the camp.” (Leviticus 13:45) When they did come into town, some communities required them to wear bells, warning those around them that a leper was near.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can you imagine the shame and embarrassment a leper had to confront everyday for a disease he could not help? He was an outcast of the worst kind; avoided at all cost; one for whom there was no hope - no hope that is until Jesus came walking by one day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What I like most about this story is that Jesus did more than heal the leper, he touched him. As you read the Gospels, you will find other examples of where Jesus reached out to people and healed them of their sicknesses and diseases. But why reach out and touch a leper, especially when he could have maintained his distance and just commanded him to be healed. After all, just a few verses earlier, those who were witnessing what Jesus could do said, “What is this? What new doctrine is this? For with authority He commands even the unclean spirits, and they obey Him.” (Mark 1:27)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus was making a point here, one for the ages. When the leper approached Jesus, he said, “If you are willing, you can make me clean” to which Jesus “moved with compassion” said to him, “I am willing.” (Mark 1:40-41) Jesus didn’t just heal the leper. He touched him when no one else would.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now that’s a touch we should never forget. If Jesus was willing to reach out the worst of the lot, he is also willing to reach out and save those family members for whom we may have lost hope – the untouchable ones that seem so cold, so far gone, so hardened to the saving power of Jesus that we should have given up on them a long time ago. Aren’t you glad Jesus has not given up on them?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jesus was moved with compassion when he died on the cross for us. Even though the day will come when he will return as a judge, he is still a savior. So until he returns, we should hold on the hope that he gave us: “For God did not send His Son into the world to condemn the world, but that the world through Him might be saved.” (John 3:17)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best thing about Jesus is he continues to receive those that no one thought would ever come around. In other words, if there was hope for the leper, there is hope for anyone. Remember, no one is an outcast in the eyes of Jesus, which he meant when he said, “All that the Father gives me will come to me, and the one who comes to me I will by no means cast out.” (John 6:37)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;devotions.com&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36826707-117000221637331517?l=vzech.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vzech.blogspot.com/feeds/117000221637331517/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36826707&amp;postID=117000221637331517' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36826707/posts/default/117000221637331517'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36826707/posts/default/117000221637331517'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vzech.blogspot.com/2007/01/hey-folks-i-know-i-havent-been.html' title=''/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01030469579555818327</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-36826707.post-116955585188850666</id><published>2007-01-23T20:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-23T20:37:32.160+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey folks, been quite a long time since i last updated.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aiy, school's been a chore, and quite a bitch. ): Everyday have to wake up so early, and my timetable is plain silly, in which i have like &lt;strong&gt;uncountable&lt;/strong&gt; number of free periods. I am like so superbly bored during these free periods, and everytime i attempt to do something more productive &lt;em&gt;apparently&lt;/em&gt;, i just cant. So i end up wasting like 4 spastic free periods for nothing. ): Okay. Still so, I love tj! :D Okay la, actually i do enjoy staying in school until late afternoon though. :D No, maybe its not that the free periods not good or whatsoever, but its because too little people have free periods with me! HAHA! So its like only me and eunice and elaine and cassandra during cse or whatever cll, or me and xiaochun during econs, or just me and eunice during chinese. See, i like dont take all the subjects like that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yes. I love my CG. :] They're like the most harmless people i've ever met! HAHA! Well, most. And they're not like rowdy people so ya! Im happy! :D Im really thankful. Haha!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, guess what. During lunch, rather CSE, me eunice elaine and cass started talking about childhood games. HAHA had a great laugh man! Five stones, that string game, then the erasers with the country flags printed on them, hopscotch, and yada. :D After which xiaochun and sarah came along, we started playing STUPID games. HAHA! Damn funny la! Xiaochun, you're super slow! Haha! Oh ya, and we're bring uno stacko tomorrow to play during free periods, and theres also cam-whoring session tomorrow, so ya, bring it on! :D Tomorrow's also Go Green Day flyers distribution. After which i will meet my darling batchies! :D YAY!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uh ya! Guess what. I ran 2.1 km today. I know you will say, NO BIG. BUT, there were like tons and tons and TONS of up-slopes okay. And me and xiaochun can proudly say that we were among the 15 who totally didnt stop THROUGHOUT the whole run. Mighty arent we?! :D Yay i love xiaochun, my running partner! :D Power girl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hur, cant wait till tomorrow, sure hope its gonna be a jolly day! :D BATCHIES CANT WAIT TO SEE YOU GUYS! &lt;3 Oh ya, and hopefully chem test would be freaking easy. :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36826707-116955585188850666?l=vzech.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vzech.blogspot.com/feeds/116955585188850666/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36826707&amp;postID=116955585188850666' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36826707/posts/default/116955585188850666'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36826707/posts/default/116955585188850666'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vzech.blogspot.com/2007/01/hey-folks-been-quite-long-time-since-i.html' title=''/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01030469579555818327</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-36826707.post-116885684851175672</id><published>2007-01-15T18:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-15T18:27:28.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>okay, its been an excessively exhausting day. bloody damn tired can. got my timetable, and got a freaking shock. like woah, how many free periods.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn, im not in the mood to blog, another time.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36826707-116885684851175672?l=vzech.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vzech.blogspot.com/feeds/116885684851175672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36826707&amp;postID=116885684851175672' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36826707/posts/default/116885684851175672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36826707/posts/default/116885684851175672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vzech.blogspot.com/2007/01/okay-its-been-excessively-exhausting.html' title=''/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01030469579555818327</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-36826707.post-116835025740383898</id><published>2007-01-09T21:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-09T21:46:59.606+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;Alright, seems like eons of years since i last updated D: Actually its more like i dont feel like updating haha. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Orientation Bond 07 rocks! :D TJ rocks! :D Haha, and of course OREXUS and OG 14 TOO! :D It was really really fun. Its like the people are pretty nice, funny, witty, quite fun yea! Only that i was a little anti-social la. But ya, i made new friends in the OG but of course. Though its like TKG people more or less stick together, but im sure i had fun with my other OG mates :D&lt;br /&gt;Too bad its all over so quickly. ): Wished my OG was my CG. Haha, actually i find making new friends and building rapport with other people is such a chore! Its like so tiring. Haha, hope my CG would just be as nice and heartwarming as my OG. Haha. Thank goodness i have xiaochun. (: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yea, by the way, O night was awesomely rocking! :D The school even hired a band! It was damn good can. :D And mass dance. ROCKING HOT! :D &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All i can say... &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I LOVE TJ BOND 07! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I LOVE OREXUS and OG14 TO BITS! &lt;33&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;I LOVE MY NEW FRIENDS!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha, i feel like a kid man. :D But im happy (: &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh ya, I met my brother's gay friend, Richie on Sunday. And i really mean GAY, he declared it okay. He, haha, started telling us ALL about his NS stories. Like how he stayed in Tekong for two years, have a whole room to himself, go to hot springs in Tekong, how he tried to seduce his officers. HAHA, he's damn funny la! :D Especially with his gay accent. Waa, talking to him was totally enjoyable and blissful. Funny gay! :D&lt;br /&gt;I'm off. Need to do tutorials. ): Sucky.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36826707-116835025740383898?l=vzech.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vzech.blogspot.com/feeds/116835025740383898/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36826707&amp;postID=116835025740383898' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36826707/posts/default/116835025740383898'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36826707/posts/default/116835025740383898'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vzech.blogspot.com/2007/01/alright-seems-like-eons-of-years-since.html' title=''/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01030469579555818327</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-36826707.post-116758460336347878</id><published>2006-12-31T23:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-01T01:03:23.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hey my friends, happy new year in advance! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today was a pretty weird day. Normal Sunday morning procedures. Went back home after that. Fireworks-watching session was cancelled ): So ya, i stayed at home after that. Actually it was sort of a blessing in disguise okay. The flat below mine almost caught fire, and IF it really did, HOHO, byebye my sweet home. Apparently someone called my neighbor, left the house with the stove still on. Whatever they were cooking, totally dried out and started 'smoking'. Uh, we went out to check, and another neighbour called for the fire brigade. Dont know why but the whole situation was just hilarious. Haha, and my mum, being MUM, asked me go take all my supposedly important documents and put into a bag and just in case our flat really caught fire we can just grab that bag and flee. HAH. Okay, not funny. But ya, quite scary la, cos my kitchen tiles started heating up. Then got SCDF fellows knocking on my door checking if my house was going to catch fire or whatsoever, and they even thought of knocking my neighbor's door down! HA, but they just stopped the gas supply in the end. About five hours have passed already, my kitchen still reeks of the smell of the stinky poop smoke. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HURHUR, but anw. 2006 had been a pretty good year i suppose. With ups and downs, well mostly DOWNS rather than UPS. Issues about others' health, schoolwork, coping with that freaking fact that i have to face some stupid examinations called the O levels. Nah, it wasnt a great year after all. But oh wells, there were good times though, haha, just that i stml, cannot remember only. All i can remember is the precious times i have spent with my darling batchmates in Japan Also, 2006 marks the end of my school life in TKGS. Today's apparently the official day i leave TK. (: Okay, here's a tribute to one and all who have made 2006 and secondary school life bearable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To MAG fellows: I simply simply simply LOVE you guys! You all are like the best best bestest people in TKGS (: (: (: Cant imagine life without you all. Tsk , we are all going different schools next year, but i really really hope that we can all stay in contact. Its like, without you guys, school would have been dull and boring, but with you crazy little maniacs with me, life is wonderful! Like dollah, loving music and eating together during recess, and me and froggay and germ making fun of our dearest mep teachers until one fine day they pms and scold us. HAHA, great old times, that i hope i will never ever forget. (: I el oh vee e all of you monkeys! Okay maybe not monkeys but ya, i LOVE you animals! :D Thankyou thankyou for making TKGS a wonderful place for me, and i really really appreciate it! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my batchies: My favourite people in the band but of course! :D Thank goodness for all of you, band was bearable and all. I especially really thank you guys for always being there, like for example im damnit bloody freak pissed off and scheming with me. haha. :D And bringing me endless joy and laughter during the times we spend together. Especially the time we spent together in Japan, the experience was so awesomely special and precious. I love all of you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my other band mates: Haha, crapping fun. After every band prac we have our own gathering at video world, and talk and talk and talk and talk and talk like there was no time. And of course, all of you made my band life enjoyable and all. :D Wonderful batch mates!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my 2e8 fellows: :D Sec 2 life was totally fun! Haha, having chat logs that are passed between like up to 15 or more people and making fun of our teachers yadayada, damn fun! haha. And also the gathering at soh's house making prank calls and playing truth or dare, haha, :D makes me feel so happy just thinking of it :D haha. Thanks for the great times we had together! Uh, unfortunately im the only TJ person ): haa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my PR friends: haha, the trip home without you all would have been super damnit boring la kays. Haha, my fellow 'gossipers' and fellow lunchers, im going to miss you all! Must make sure we meet up more often okay. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my family: Thankyou for all the love care and concern you all showered on me. ahaha. Cliche! But ya, though there were pretty bad times and there were really good times, i would treasure them very much. Of course, i really would hope that everyone would be really healthy, happy and good. No more unneccessary quarrels whatsoever. I love all of you, because you all are the best people on earth :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To everyone: Thanks for making life fabulous. Without every single one of you, ya, my world would have been empty! (soap opera music plays) Haha, really. Thanks! I hope that 2007 would be a better year for all of you and continue making my life fabulous :D God bless one and all! :D&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36826707-116758460336347878?l=vzech.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vzech.blogspot.com/feeds/116758460336347878/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36826707&amp;postID=116758460336347878' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36826707/posts/default/116758460336347878'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36826707/posts/default/116758460336347878'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vzech.blogspot.com/2006/12/hey-my-friends-happy-new-year-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01030469579555818327</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-36826707.post-116637917931256770</id><published>2006-12-18T00:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-18T02:14:04.940+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HELLO one and all! :D Back from Japan, with lots of stuff to blog about. (: I must say, Japan was an amazing once-in-a-lifetime experience. And of course the special times i shared with batchies and section. :D CONTENT HEAVY I SUPPOSE. Let's hope i wouldnt get STML halfway typing this entry. :D This entry will be entirely on the Japan trip (:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;7th December 2006, Thursday&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LATE LATE day. For the first ever time in my whole entire life, i woke up at 2pm. Hurhur. Packed the rest of the stuff i needed for Japan, then left for piano. Oh my la, who ever had a freaking piano lesson before a stupid flight. My teacher just simply refused to cancel my lesson. First thing she saw me, she asked me why on earth i was wearing a stupid thick longjohn with a teeshirt on. Told her that i was going to fly &lt;strong&gt;directly&lt;/strong&gt; after lesson. HAHA. She felt ultimately bad instantly. HAHA. Okay. Then after piano, went directly to Changi Airport. After waiting for who knows how long, we finally left for Nagoya. Sat beside Sihui and Wanyuan. (: Oh, the plane flight was superbly excruciating. Just couldnt find a proper position for sleeping. It was kinda funny because it was like the three of us kept tossing around, and when one of us tossed, all of us woke up. It was like a stupid chain reaction. HAHA. Oh did i mention that i was so tired on the flight (amazingly, thanks to the motionsickness pill), i only watched one episode of CSI and then i slept. Golly. Only got to sleep like two plus hours on the plane. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Day 1, 8th December 2006, Friday&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yay, like finally, we reached Nagoya Airport. (: Haha, very embarrassing. I saw mr miwa, and i just couldnt remember his name, so i merely smiled at him when i saw him. HAHA, STML. Straight away, we left for Nagoya Castle. It was like quite nice there, but exceptionally boring, you would say. It was just like the one in Beijing those kind you know. Then Nagashima Superland! :D Too bad we only got like 3 hours i think, for taking rides, eating lunch and shopping. Took corkscrew as a warmup roller coaster. Already set my adrenaline pumping like shit. The ride was short, but it was really refreshing. Things i didnt like were that haha, it was too short, damn low (felt like i was going to fall into bushes), and damn sai-ak that i felt abit like i was falling off my seat. Haha, even though so, i enjoyed it ALOT! (: Then took the viking, and i swear thats like the best ever viking i've ever taken! Its like you're totally taken into the skies, and voooom! You go down again, so fast that you literally feel your anus dropping out. You know that feeling? hahahahaha! Damn fun! Next was White Cyclone. It was a great ride, great drops, abrupt turns, totally GREAT. Too bad it was a little bumpy. Oh ya, there was this photo taken when the rollercoaster was about to drop, and yes, haha, me and hongyu, my rollercoaster partner, looked stoned but calm like as if nothing was happening. HAHA! Damn funny photo. :D And we didnt even scream throughout the whole ride. HAH! Oh ya, and we ate burgers and drank shakes. It was a pretty cold lunch. HAHA. Then using those unused 100yen coupons me, hongyu, char and jiayi went for the walk-through of this geisha haunted house. OH MY FREAKY SHIT! Even the slightest noise make me screech like crazy. Terrible one, damn freaked out after that, so half the time i was clinging to jiayi who was clinging to me too. HAHA, everytime we saw an exit sign we would run towards it, but to our dismay, NO, its not the end. Stupid house that looked damn small from the outside, was damn big on the inside. TSK. Took us sometime to get out of that place. ): Went to some place after that, where there were amazing big roses and flowers! SO PRETTY! And hotsprings for our feet. Super hot. Couldnt tahan the heat at all. HAHA. When we left i think it was like 4plus pm going 5, and it was already sunset! By the time we reached Ai Plaza, rather, I LOVE PLAZA TSUSHIMA, haha, which was about 530, it was already PITCH BLACK. Cold, very. D: OH and clarinettists were all squeezed into a quite huge empty room, which didnt seem so empty after we laid the mattresses. Haha, every single inch of the room was taken. Imagine 18 people in a room the size of your living room or maybe smaller. Still, it was fun! (: Common bathroom. Haha, shant mention details only that, thank goodness i bathed last, and didnt worry there wasnt hot water to bathe in. I had the huge bathroom to myself, taking my own sweet time to bathe, unlike clare xuan and char. HAHA! First night was kinda uncomfortable, because the mattress wasnt exactly like a mattress, more like a cloth on the floor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Day 2, 9th December 2006, Saturday&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The day we had a joint concert with Meiden High and MJ. Golly, Meiden is really by far the best best BESTEST (haha, grammar) band i've ever seen! Amazing band! Loved their playing alot. Their playing was magical, and their gimmicks were wonderful. :D Amazing! MJ was good too! Especially that they only had like 34 people playing (i think) and thats really impressive. (: The combine piece of TK MJ and Meiden, WOW. Just a few Meiden players and the music was magical. (: Never NEVER ever i had such an experience. It was so infectious. So undescribable.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Day 3, 10th December 2006, Sunday&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yea, exchange with Meiden High. Mr Ito, is such a great great conductor, and he gave so many tips on toccata, which hopefully can help the juniors in preparation for next year's SYF. It was such a great experience. ((: Too bad for this time, i didnt have a standpartner! And i only knew like one clarinettist thats Noriko, whom merely taught me how to fold a paper crane, and sat beside me during combine. ): And another one who shaked hands with me when i gave him the present from TKclarinettists. HAHA, the whole day was like utter social despair. HAHA! And during lunch was pretty excruciating as well, cos the people around me dont exactly talk you see. The only time my table people cracked was when i asked them what was those 'delicious' rice balls made of. HAHA, just to start a stupid topic la. Haha, it was silly but, at least we got a chance to like communicate with them. After lunch, went to the toilet that caused alot of us to be late for combine after lunch, so we kinda RAN all the way back from the new school to i suppose the old school building. OH YES! Their school, as in the one where they study, IS SO WONDERFUL PIECE OF ARCHITECT. The whole building is brilliant! (: REALLY NICE SCHOOL COMPOUND! After the exchange we went for dinner at this bbq 'restaurant'. It was pretty good. Only that stupid clare lim kept pushing all the sotong to me cos she took too much. YUCK. Haha, it was like her whole meal was just a few prawns and MANY MANY sotongs. And i got to make candy floss for the first ever time in my whole entire life! Watched The Last Samurai on TV. Man, it was really weird seeing tom cruise talking japanese. HAHA, obviously he didnt speak japanese right, they dubbed it la. And the others were happy bluffing away, which seemed almost endless. HAHA! And attempts to shit. And i did it! :D Christmas came!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Day 4, 11th December 2006, Monday&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;BULLET TRAIN DAY. It was nice, fast, and MORE comfortable than the stupid plane. Haha. Unfortunately the meal on the train was quite disgusting. Oh those pickled stuff, ): Oh yes, i really really really liked our tourguide before we left for Tokyo. Her name is Ai. She's like super super cute la! HAHA! And we were comparing earrings. (: I took a photo with her, and she looks uber cute! Haha. This was the day we commence shopping! Shopped at someplace i think called Nagasime Street or something like that. And wa, others spent like the most a thousand yen, and i spent like SIX THOUSAND YEN!! And i wasted like 700yen to buy clare's stupid KSW calendar. TSK. Dinner, was terrible. DONT WANT TO MENTION IT EVER AGAIN. What a terrible meal. We checked Sunshine Prince Hotel. (: NICENICENICE! Nice bed, nice toilet bowl, nice bathtub, HELLO CIVILISATION! (: Never felt better. Hung out at Hongyu and wooschuan's room before bathing. HAHA, me and hongyu were like looking at this hair style magazine that she bought and watching a RA movie apparently called something like nana. Haha. Went to Sihui and Wanyuan's room after that, and according to clare lim's blog, we played bluff yet again. DAMN do we even get bored of that stupid game. HHA! Charmaine's a terrible bluffer! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Day 5, 12th December 2006, Tuesday&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DISNEYLAND! (: Me and wanyuan were like walking compasses of the whole group of us. TSK, walk damn slow man batchies! HAHA. Oh yea, we tried to take photos with some Disney characters, but they all ran away! I'm appalled! Especially that bloody chipmunk and bloody duck (Daisy) which totally was extremely bimbo. HAHA. Big Thunder Mountain, the nicest ride in the whole Disneyland! We took it like twice, wanted trice, until it broke down. HAHA. Nothing much happened actually, except taking rides and photos and eating and shopping. But it was all a great day. STML is starting to haunt me. Haha, cant remember the details. I cant even remember what stupid rides we took except Big Thunder Mountain and Its a small world. (: Its a small world is such a wonder! (: So pretty inside, but it got quite boring after a while. Oh now i remember. We also took Haunted Mansion, from Nightmare before Christmas, and Buzz Lightyear, the one you have to shoot shoot shoot stuff down. HAA. Quite fun. Thats all we did.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Day 6, 13th December 2006, Wednesday&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Exchange with Katakura High School. Holy crap, that school's a big fat mess. The girls' skirts only covered another half inch longer than their jacket. Damn short, how do they survive in the bitter chill of the weather! Haha, over emphasis. It wasnt that cold la, but who on earth wears their skirts so short and micro! HAHA. The girls there were like Ah Lians of Japan, and the guys were Ah Bengs of Japan. SNIGGERS. Though the school appeared to be quite rude and not really welcoming, i quite liked the band people (: Actually, not all of them are rude la, some of those Ah Lians exchanged greetings in the school compound with me. HAHA. Thank goodness i had a uber cute standpartner that day. Her name is Atsuki (: She's so sweet and cute! (: We had combine with Katakura, and had to learn the gimmicks from Katakura for their song they were going to teach us. There were parts we had to scream. HAHA! The girls were like '&lt;em&gt;YAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!' &lt;/em&gt;Well, i tried. My mouth opened and unfortunately no sound came out at all. HAHA! Atsuki's like super cute la. :D Before we bade goodbye she was like patting my cheek haha, and i did the same to her too! HAA! Quite funny, but so cute of her! When we left she was like going to cry la. ): I'm so going to send a Christmas E-card to her! :D :D :D Oh yes. Katakura's toilets STUNK TO HIGH HEAVENS. Goodness it was so damn smelly!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Day 7, 14th December 2006, Thursday&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;DISNEYSEA! (: (: (: Thank goodness the trip there wasnt shortened! It was much better than DISNEYLAND! (: First we watched the BIG BAND BEAT. I was like super touched by the very very nice music, i felt like crying. I felt so blessed to be able to enjoy such beautiful sounds created. Oh hah, we, being singaporeans, brought our kiasu traits to Japan, and we started queueing for the show like one and a half hours before the show began! AHAHA! After the show, being pigs, we went for lunch cos we didnt want to wait for tower of terror cos the waiting time was like 100PLUS mins. Ate this really delicious codfish burger and watched Donald's Boat Building. SO CUTE! I was really impressed by how amazing DISNEYLAND AND DISNEYSEA were made. Everything was so perfect. The box TVs, awed me. :D After that, we went for this ride called aquatopia. Stupid ride, but fun that kept twirling around. :D Then took Storm Rider. By far the most stupid stimulator ride i've ever took. The thing merely vibrated a little and shook a little. The only nicer part was when water started spraying at us. haha. Then Indiana Jones! :D Great ride, and once again, i was awed. :D Next was Raging Spirits. A rollercoaster ride with a 360deg turn. Was a little disappointed though, cos the ride wasnt exactly raging. Turned out to be pretty mild. Next was i think Journey to the Earth! The best ride! It was going pretty slow at first, and quite pretty, until some 'disturbing images' HAA. There was this really really ear-cracking lightning and a really hot fire. Then the whole ride suddenly ZOOMED! up and all of us started screaming for the fun of it. AND DROP! WOOOO! :D It's the highest and longest drop of all the rides in Disney. We took it twice. If there was more time, we would have taken it again. Next was this silly ride that showed us nothing but underwater aliens. AH, its called 20,000 leagues under the sea. Made me giddy after that. Oh ya, we all felt like DisneySea was made for the group of us. The moment we stepped out of that silly ride, Toccata started playing! After we came out, we saw the volcano erupt that i can say few people caught the sight of it! UM, the volcano as in the manmade volcano in DisneySea. Haha, we took a kiddy rollercoaster ride. Though it was stupid, it was fun. :D Then went for dinner at Sebastian's dont know what kitchen. Food was great, and i got a sovernier cup. :D Pretty! Only that my burger(yet again) was a little too creamy and got sick of it after a while. but pop n shrimp was fabulous! :D Tasted so SO SO GOOD! :D Rushed back to the main entrance Emporio for last minute shopping. While rushing there, me wy and xuan got separated from clare char sihui jiayi and hongyu cos they walked a tad slower than us. haha. After last minute shopping, we sat down outside the shop, and we got a great view of the fireworks! Told you DisneySea was meant for us :D Partyed at me and char's room till quite late, and eating cup noodles. Stupid Clare lim made a big mess in our room. Haha. After they left me and char talked for like 15 min about my worries for TJ concert. HAHA, it was so silly. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Day 8, 15th December 2006, Friday&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We checked out of Sunshine Prince Hotel. On the ride to the airport i was listening to my MP3 la. Heard this song. Cant remember the title. It just went, memories live on, yada yada. So NOSTALGIC! Ya la, so teared abit cos its like the end of everything. This Japan trip kinda like marked the end of the times we batchies will spend together like the old times. ): Reached the airport and the emotion kinda cleared up seeing everyone was so happy to go back to Singapore. OH YA. I got stopped at the customs okay! I stupidly left the gun i bought for my brother in my handcarry. AND THEY THREW IT AWAY! Holy crap, it was only a toy gun! Me and jiayi asked why cannot, guess what the officer said. HAHA! '&lt;strong&gt;PEOPLE DONT LIKE GUNS&lt;/strong&gt;'! Damnit, it was hilarious! Unfortunately, i think i was deemed as a terrorist that they took down all my particulars. HAHA. Nevertheless, i reached singapore safely. HOME SWEET HOME! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This trip was really enjoyable. It gave us one last chance to bond us together as a batch, and of course as a section. And i really enjoyed myself very much, and its being truly such an enriching experience for me. Its really sad that all have come to an end.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;still.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I LOVE YOU GUYS BATCHIES! &lt;3&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36826707-116637917931256770?l=vzech.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vzech.blogspot.com/feeds/116637917931256770/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36826707&amp;postID=116637917931256770' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36826707/posts/default/116637917931256770'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36826707/posts/default/116637917931256770'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vzech.blogspot.com/2006/12/hello-one-and-all-d-back-from-japan.html' title=''/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01030469579555818327</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-36826707.post-116543463959521589</id><published>2006-12-07T03:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-07T03:50:39.600+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Its like 3.51am and GOLLY im not asleep yet, and im hungry. This is &lt;strong&gt;bad&lt;/strong&gt;. D:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36826707-116543463959521589?l=vzech.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vzech.blogspot.com/feeds/116543463959521589/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36826707&amp;postID=116543463959521589' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36826707/posts/default/116543463959521589'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36826707/posts/default/116543463959521589'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vzech.blogspot.com/2006/12/its-like-3.html' title=''/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01030469579555818327</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-36826707.post-116542428727039901</id><published>2006-12-07T00:49:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-07T00:58:07.920+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Like OH MY GOSH. We're flying to japan tomorrow! :D So looking forward to it. HOPEFULLY it'll be great and fun and all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D: Today was a stupid, crapped up, damnit sucky &lt;strong&gt;BAD&lt;/strong&gt; day okay. So so so bad. Of all times, all the instruments start spoiling, my jacket and my teeshirt still unfound, cracked cover, more spoilt instruments, flipping nasty dirty band rooms and offices just to find dead spiders caught in their own web and dead flattened cockroaches lying on their side and rotten shit smelly fermented disgusting yucky VERY yucky SMELLY instruments. Holy crap. It was terrible okay. D: OH MY GOSH LA, that stupid french horn stinked like some fermented soya sauce shit, smell damn bad la. YUCK YUCK YUCK. Thank goodness, no more nasty instruments after this :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH YES, thankyou peiqi and cheryl for helping me out during my MASSIVE crisis :D  &lt;3 HAHA! So gay. Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;:D WE'RE LEAVING FOR JAPAN! Let's all have a great time there alright :D Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uh ya, who wants souvenirs? :D :D :D I AM SO FREAKING EXCITED. Japan Japan Japan! PS Llama sit that 96m tall rollercoaster with me! And the haunted house okay!!! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;LOVE YOU ALL, SEE YOU GUYS IN A WEEK. :D AT THE TJ CONCERT!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36826707-116542428727039901?l=vzech.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vzech.blogspot.com/feeds/116542428727039901/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36826707&amp;postID=116542428727039901' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36826707/posts/default/116542428727039901'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36826707/posts/default/116542428727039901'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vzech.blogspot.com/2006/12/like-oh-my-gosh.html' title=''/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01030469579555818327</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-36826707.post-116533986302225254</id><published>2006-12-06T01:27:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-06T01:31:54.016+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>UH! Like seriously, i have not packed finished my stuff yet. Am like so so so so &lt;strong&gt;DEAD&lt;/strong&gt; can. And i've not gotten my camera. ): D50, BYEBYE. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Band is a big fat party pooper. MAG outing has to be postponed then. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK FLYING ON THURSDAY, BIG FAT LUGGAGE, UNPACKED LUGGAGE, NO OUTING, NO CAMERA. damnit!&lt;s&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;s&gt;&lt;/s&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36826707-116533986302225254?l=vzech.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vzech.blogspot.com/feeds/116533986302225254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36826707&amp;postID=116533986302225254' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36826707/posts/default/116533986302225254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36826707/posts/default/116533986302225254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vzech.blogspot.com/2006/12/uh-like-seriously-i-have-not-packed.html' title=''/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01030469579555818327</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-36826707.post-116471891478251992</id><published>2006-11-28T20:42:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-28T21:01:55.050+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Hello. I feel like a total sloth today. HAHA, i did nothing today but just surfing the net and playing sims. Oh my, how boring is my life. D: AND, i woke up at twelve today! Fag ass.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;HURHUR, tj band prac yesterday. Four clarinettists only. Okay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then met clare at city hall later to head to esplanade to find her stupid kwonsangwoo song. Hur, it was like an orchestral score, and there's only one line of notes on each stupid page. D: Thank goodness i had my cashcard and there was credit in it or it would have been a wasted trip. Haha, dont know how but we started talking about how clare always fall down HAHA in front of the whole band! :D Damn funny la. Then headed for lunch at suntec pasta mania. Made me hike over thousands of miles D: Our whole table was like full of cream colored food. Looked pretty disgusting after a while. Haha, so then went over to my house la. OH MY GOSH. It was damn hilarious when clare met ms bitch and ms bitch met clare. HAHA! One screamed, the other screeched. HAHA, they were scared of each other! FUNNY. For fifteen minutes clare attempted to play the piano, and after which she gave up after a mere TWO bars. Oh clare what amazing perserverence do you possess? Hur, clarissa lim was so damn mean to ms bitch. She locked her outside my study room! And ms bitch peered through the study room glass sliding door, looking damn freaked out and scared due to excessive screaming from one weird person. Poor bitch. Haha then clare didnt even dare come out from the study cos of ms bitch. HAHA.So clarissa ended up playing on my com and watching just my luck on my com. D: what an unproductive day clare.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36826707-116471891478251992?l=vzech.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vzech.blogspot.com/feeds/116471891478251992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36826707&amp;postID=116471891478251992' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36826707/posts/default/116471891478251992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36826707/posts/default/116471891478251992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vzech.blogspot.com/2006/11/hello.html' title=''/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01030469579555818327</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-36826707.post-116438243080852512</id><published>2006-11-24T22:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-24T23:33:51.433+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HELLO fellows (: okay, so let me try to recap what really happened this few days. Haha, though i doubt i can actually remember them all.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Let's try to remember that unforgetable Wednesday first. Band in the morning, needless to elaborate, right? Yes. Prom at night. Yea, hell of a time man. Haha, camwhoring, screaming, whatsoever. Fun eh. Okay, can say that i look pretty spastic and looked almost like a ghost, or maybe goth, I dont know, i just knew that i looked damnit weird can. Haha. Everyone i saw looked totally fabulous and nice and different and all! i felt like an ugly duckling seriously. HAHA. Really, my table mates (includes siying brina jess calister josephine kendra shengjie and me) looked really like queens and princesses and angels, that i felt like i was a witch please. HAHA. im so dead serious. Oh did i mention i won this animal planet reticulated giraffe which was like the no.9 prize. WAH, sounds damnit cool like that stupid emcee said but NO its not a talking giraffe man! Its just this giraffe that would spastically start moving when there is light shining on the solar panel. Uh, so its just sitting in that ulu corner in my room. D: But, haha, amazing that i actually won a prize in the lucky draw. HAHA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;THURSDAY. Crap. Really. Slept at about 2 the previous night, and woke up at about like 630 to actually supposedly pass that ferena the pants she asked me to find that she later dont need it anymore. AH, yes im kinda pissed off. Deprive me of my beauty sleep. ): Uh huh, so later, groggily went for the TJ tune in. :D must say it was a pretty good experience. The games in the morning, can say uh quite fun la. hurhur. Then we had lunch with the section, walked all the way to long john's silver. Aiya due to my extreme fatigue i was pretty antisocial yesterday. Just wasnt really in the mood to do anything, ESP with my you-know-what-comes-with-stupid-dumb-crampOs. Damnit, can say i was pretty much PMSing throughout the whole day. Damn tired la. ): After lunch was combine. Played songs like PIRATES, howl's moving castle, el camino, undergroud city?(haha, direct translation), some christmas songs, celtic child, american graf, and all i can say is that i LOVE the repetoirs(sp? haha) (: Oh the songs were damn fun, esp those running notes. (: I pretty much enjoyed the combine with the student conductors and the conductor himself. OH, yes. Let's kinda introduce my 'section mates'. There's Jiayi, Nickander, Wei Theng, Corneilius (or something like that la) and me. Those are the sec 4s. Then there's Karyn, my future SL haha, and Chia Suyan, my old ex-standpartner who freaks me out alot, GV, Ling Ting and another senior whom i dont really know her name. D: Haha, can quite say that my section main band is probably quite hyper la, and i like it. haha. Other words, i quite much had a pretty fantabulous time at TJ yesterday, but was just too freakingly tired. ):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;TODAY, yet BAND again. D: OH MY GOSH, i feel like my lips are going to split apart soon can. Toccata and Pirates today only. Toccata pretty much sucked my life out of me. And my thumb, is totally sore and got blue-black! D: PAIN AH. PLUS CRAMPOS, life was terrible. Rather, sucked. Though so, lunch was a the time i enjoyed the most. HAHA, DFC, sponsored by KFC!!! Cant believe you said that __________. AHAHA. Ate chicken rice and jolly shandy. UH, bad combination, that i felt perpetually drunk after that, NO LA. But it was really damn uncomfortable in my stomach, and almost often i felt that i was regurgitating my food, like can feel food running up my esophagus that i was so worried i was going to like PUKE into my clarinet. OH gross shit. haha. So throuhout the whole combine after lunch i felt like dying and i think i also had gastric. It was terrible. ): Haha, then after band we went over to pizza hut for some snacks, then video world, our usual hangoutchillout place after band until unearthly hours. :D Uh we left early today though unexpectedly. Haha. Then went to tampines to meet my mum, and later went to bugis to shop. Waste my mrt fare la. nevermind. I kinda went on this shopping spree in espirit and bought a bottoms, 3 pairs of socks (all mens, HAHA, thicker what, so can wear to japan.) and mum bought a new wallet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OH wellos, there's band tomorrow again. IM DYING. Cut lips and bruised thumb, what else. Ah, what more there's piano tomorrow too which i just remembered. Hur, my eyes are about to close soon. D:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36826707-116438243080852512?l=vzech.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vzech.blogspot.com/feeds/116438243080852512/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36826707&amp;postID=116438243080852512' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36826707/posts/default/116438243080852512'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36826707/posts/default/116438243080852512'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vzech.blogspot.com/2006/11/hello-fellows-okay-so-let-me-try-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01030469579555818327</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-36826707.post-116400358870440025</id><published>2006-11-20T14:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-20T14:19:48.713+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>i felt my brain split. D:&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36826707-116400358870440025?l=vzech.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vzech.blogspot.com/feeds/116400358870440025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36826707&amp;postID=116400358870440025' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36826707/posts/default/116400358870440025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36826707/posts/default/116400358870440025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vzech.blogspot.com/2006/11/i-felt-my-brain-split.html' title=''/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01030469579555818327</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-36826707.post-116386595859953537</id><published>2006-11-18T23:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-19T00:05:58.776+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HELLO! O LEVELS IS DEAD! DEAD!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what. I think I wouldnt update as much already again. Haha, i'll try... 'cos I think I wouldnt have the time since i would be out partying. :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haha, anw, its a joyful ending to O levels, though you would say history wasnt good at all because stupid GORBACHEV didnt come out. But, who cares, im not counting my combine humans! Haha. So on friday, me jess and chermaine went to FISH AND CO. and ordered seafood platter. Shiok can. Haha, I feel so typical singaporean but i am! So nvm. And i saw SEAMONKEY MOCKTAIL on the menu! SOMEONE's GOING TO DRINK ME AND CLARE UP! D: haha. Drama. Met up with my folks and i got my N73 :D cos 3230 is DEAD like shit. Haha. Im in love with my phone! Its so nice though clare said it was a men's phone. And i got a free photo printer. I love freebies. :D AND the printer really prints good photos. Its Cannon Selphy. :D NICE PRINTER! Now i can print my photos instantly! What love :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anw, went back for band today. I thought it was only take scores only to go home to study BUT we had to stay ): Oh freak man, toccata is a killer. My fingers literally flew. Cannot play! Need major practise. Dreadful. So i was supposed to meet my parents and brother at vivo city. Haha, they were touring the whole of singapore la! But was so tired that i went home and slept for four hours straight. So im convinced, i need sleep too. Haha. Nevermind, i will get my chance to go there again! :D IM LOOKING FORWARD TO IT.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clare! Thanks for the skin huh. :D Can you not come my house to learn piano? If you insist so, im charging 60dollars per hour :D Haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AND, yuxuan, if you read this, what we said today was all a prank D: REALLY! Haha, except that its true that you were supposed to be here today and ms sia was angry with us and that you dont have a standpartner. Yup, so the others are made up. Please la, you think me and wanyuan are like some mean asses meh, we even printed the score for you even before you asked! Haha. Treat us nicer okay :D (dont call us losers again! haha) WE LOVE YOU still. maybe? haha.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/36826707-116386595859953537?l=vzech.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vzech.blogspot.com/feeds/116386595859953537/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=36826707&amp;postID=116386595859953537' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36826707/posts/default/116386595859953537'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/36826707/posts/default/116386595859953537'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vzech.blogspot.com/2006/11/hello-o-levels-is-dead-dead-you-know.html' title=''/><author><name>Audrey</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01030469579555818327</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>
