<?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-8742135312856773160</id><updated>2012-02-17T01:52:42.766+08:00</updated><title type='text'>`~MOi oWn WuRLd~`</title><subtitle type='html'>its my own world</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sillyjam.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742135312856773160/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillyjam.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742135312856773160/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>SweetJam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01866123702935002677</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>287</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8742135312856773160.post-848235631533136050</id><published>2008-12-05T02:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-05T04:36:05.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'>last post</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;he finally did smth tat i needed him to do. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i cant put him out of my life, so he had to put me out of his life instead. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;tat marks the end of our frenship, and marks the end of my blog too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;thanks guys for being such vivid readers of my blog, but this is my last post im ever putting up. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i guess it makes things easier for both of us too. =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;goodbye peeps.&lt;/em&gt; merry christmas =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;- Remo Putty Practice Pad (Putty) 8.95 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;- Works for Marimba (by Keiko Abe) 29.95 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;- Dream of the Cherry Blossoms (by Keiko Abe) 13.50 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;- gab's dono wat series Malletech marimba sticks.. DS 11. not sure how much either.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;- new music stand! mine's falling apart - flute stand! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;- more flute music? :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;- THAT free-diary tat i saw when i was with steven at plaza sing S$18.90 (tats a crazy price for a free-diary. but still.. ^_^v)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;- a nice, flattering dress for the comms ball - jus a nice 17th dec. really, tats all i ask for. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8742135312856773160-848235631533136050?l=sillyjam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sillyjam.blogspot.com/feeds/848235631533136050/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8742135312856773160&amp;postID=848235631533136050' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742135312856773160/posts/default/848235631533136050'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742135312856773160/posts/default/848235631533136050'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillyjam.blogspot.com/2008/12/last-post.html' title='last post'/><author><name>SweetJam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01866123702935002677</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-8742135312856773160.post-8394562466927256532</id><published>2008-12-02T17:10:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-12-02T17:16:42.184+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lost, emptiness, agony</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;lost. emptiness. agony.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;tat's wat i've been feeling all week. suddenly, all the agony has an extra strong dosage on me recently. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;its taken a toll on me, until i have to call in sick. maybe also partly cox i've had too much choc to take yesterday nite ba. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;anyway....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;uh. dono wat to say le. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;haix. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8742135312856773160-8394562466927256532?l=sillyjam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sillyjam.blogspot.com/feeds/8394562466927256532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8742135312856773160&amp;postID=8394562466927256532' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742135312856773160/posts/default/8394562466927256532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742135312856773160/posts/default/8394562466927256532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillyjam.blogspot.com/2008/12/lost-emptiness-agony.html' title='lost, emptiness, agony'/><author><name>SweetJam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01866123702935002677</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-8742135312856773160.post-7864793132069942577</id><published>2008-11-30T01:06:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-30T01:20:39.054+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bothers and priceless frens</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;ais. a few thing bothering me..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;the band issue is become more n more... &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;mind boggling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. i cant make up my mine, neither can i come up with a solution to please everyone. well generally speaking, its either pleasing me or pleasing him. so, yeah. have been really lost in thought abt this matter for a few days le, and i still havent come to a conclusion. and i need to make a decision before the weekend's over. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;any suggestions?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; im asking, whether i should teach band at a low rate. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;tag tag tag!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;the other thing is, &lt;em&gt;we're&lt;/em&gt; not talking. tats bad. really bad. omg. how. haix.. and i thought i had enough on my plate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;over-ate tonite. feeling a little terrible, and i hope i can fit into my dress. =X =X =X &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sillyjam is feeling a little depressed, bcox 1) she cant come to a decision, 2) she's doesnt seem to be on good terms with a fren (and vice versa) and 3) she's growing fat.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;uhhh... =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From Sebastian Yio's blog. really meaningful ^_^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;A well-known speaker started off his seminar by holding up a $20.00 bill. In the room of 200, he asked, 'Who would like this $20 bill?'. Hands started going up. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;He said, 'I am going to give this $20 to one of you but first, let me do this. He proceeded to crumple up the $20 dollar bill. He then asked, 'Who still wants it?' Still the hands were up in the air. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Well, he replied, 'What if I do this?' And he dropped it on the ground and started to grind it into the floor with his shoe. He picked it up, now crumpled and dirty. 'Now, who still wants it?' Still the hands went into the air. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;My friends, we have all learned a very valuable lesson. No matter what I did to the money, you still wanted it because it did not decrease in value.&lt;br /&gt;It was still worth $20.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Many times in our lives, we are dropped, crumpled, and ground into the dirt by the decisions we make and the circumstances that come our way. We feel as though we are worthless. But no matter what has happened or what will happen, you will never lose your value. Dirty or clean, crumpled or finely creased, you are still priceless to those who DO LOVE you. The worth of our lives comes not in what we do or who we know, but by WHO WE ARE and WHOSE WE ARE. You are special - Don't EVER forget it.' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;Count your blessings, not your problems. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;And remember: amateurs built the ark .... professionals built the Titanic.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8742135312856773160-7864793132069942577?l=sillyjam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sillyjam.blogspot.com/feeds/7864793132069942577/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8742135312856773160&amp;postID=7864793132069942577' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742135312856773160/posts/default/7864793132069942577'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742135312856773160/posts/default/7864793132069942577'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillyjam.blogspot.com/2008/11/priceless-frens.html' title='bothers and priceless frens'/><author><name>SweetJam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01866123702935002677</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-8742135312856773160.post-9160478933078178765</id><published>2008-11-27T02:09:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-27T02:14:28.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'>good news to share..</title><content type='html'>it's all &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;good news&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; today...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;MY LAPTOP'S BACK ON TRACK! &gt;.&lt;&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;but its such a chore to upload all the files and programs up.. still.. YAY :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;21st Century International Band Competition 2008 @ Genting Highlands &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Pasir Ris Sec Sch Band: 82 GOLD, top band &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Nan Chiau Wind Orchestra: 82 GOLD, 1st runner-up &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Changkat Changi Sec Sch Band: 78 SILVER, top silver band&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;whaaaaaa.... *all smiles* i bet they're celebrating wildly now. hahha.. well done peeps! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;mario video's out! :D :D :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8742135312856773160-9160478933078178765?l=sillyjam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sillyjam.blogspot.com/feeds/9160478933078178765/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8742135312856773160&amp;postID=9160478933078178765' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742135312856773160/posts/default/9160478933078178765'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742135312856773160/posts/default/9160478933078178765'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillyjam.blogspot.com/2008/11/good-news-to-share.html' title='good news to share..'/><author><name>SweetJam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01866123702935002677</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-8742135312856773160.post-1638522974400765407</id><published>2008-11-25T20:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T20:50:57.430+08:00</updated><title type='text'>chirstmas wishlist update, ball jitters</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;a few things to add to my chirstmas wish list.. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;- Remo Putty Practice Pad (Putty) 8.95 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;- Works for Marimba (by Keiko Abe) 29.95 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;- Dream of the Cherry Blossoms (by Keiko Abe) 13.50 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;- gab's dono wat series Malletech marimba sticks.. dono wat model number, 11. not sure how much either.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;- NEW lappy! :D or at least mine, a repaired one. heh. S$1000++?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;- new music stand! mine's falling apart &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;- flute stand! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;- more flute music? :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;right.. now u must be asking, how come all music related de.. tats simply because I NEED THEM. -.- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;- THAT free-diary tat i saw when i was with steven at plaza sing  S$18.90 (tats a crazy price for a free-diary. but still.. ^_^v)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;- a nice, flattering dress for the comms ball &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;- jus a nice 17th dec. really, tats all i ask for. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;right. i cant hold it anymore. for heaven's sake. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i AM nervous abt it okay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.. NERVOUS. i think eugene is beginning to find me irritating abt me asking him abt fine dining ettiquette le.. zzzz.. at first, i was jus reeeeeally interested to know abt it. then when joey asked me to it.. i HAD to noe it.. different feeling leh. *stressed* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;ahhh!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8742135312856773160-1638522974400765407?l=sillyjam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sillyjam.blogspot.com/feeds/1638522974400765407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8742135312856773160&amp;postID=1638522974400765407' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742135312856773160/posts/default/1638522974400765407'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742135312856773160/posts/default/1638522974400765407'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillyjam.blogspot.com/2008/11/chirstmas-wishlist-update-ball-jitters.html' title='chirstmas wishlist update, ball jitters'/><author><name>SweetJam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01866123702935002677</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-8742135312856773160.post-4053793631382028005</id><published>2008-11-25T00:53:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-25T01:01:03.739+08:00</updated><title type='text'>updates and ball</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;right, i few things to update. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;i think i noe who 'none' (on the tagboard) is. there's only one other asshole whom i noe would say such a thing. but nvm, doesnt matter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;was out with jianhong on sunday nite for movie. haha.. thanks for saving me from rotting away.. lol! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;watched chihuahua. funny movie! should catch it if u havent ;) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;then today.. isaac came to nafa, i tried my best to help him with his chords stuff and well, i think i didnt do much la. mearly let him use the grand piano. heh. after watching him finish dinner, met up with steven. tat hungry pig wanted sushi. i still wasnt hungry. but had a sushi or two. and my irristable chawamushi! :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;LOL &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;gosh. frens already making christmas plans.. O.O&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;yeah tats all.. looking forward to the ball..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8742135312856773160-4053793631382028005?l=sillyjam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sillyjam.blogspot.com/feeds/4053793631382028005/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8742135312856773160&amp;postID=4053793631382028005' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742135312856773160/posts/default/4053793631382028005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742135312856773160/posts/default/4053793631382028005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillyjam.blogspot.com/2008/11/updates-and-ball.html' title='updates and ball'/><author><name>SweetJam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01866123702935002677</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-8742135312856773160.post-2765358016092058324</id><published>2008-11-21T01:07:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-21T01:18:02.801+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wat an asshole</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;[23:41] sillyjam :&lt;br /&gt;hey benjamin&lt;br /&gt;[23:41] sillyjam :&lt;br /&gt;u have a book of keiko abe's compilation of works rite?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;[23:48] Ben.Boo - 平凡就是福。。。我只想教好我的学生，当个出色的音乐家，就很满足了。。。:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;yes why?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;[23:48] sillyjam :&lt;br /&gt;can i borrow tat book?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;[23:48] Ben.Boo - 平凡就是福。。。我只想教好我的学生，当个出色的音乐家，就很满足了。。。:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;for?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;[23:48] sillyjam :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;to play lor &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;[23:48] sillyjam :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;wat else? o.o &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;[23:51] Ben.Boo - 平凡就是福。。。我只想教好我的学生，当个出色的音乐家，就很满足了。。。:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;i dont think you're ready for those solos yet....on the real. besides i think you should start to buy your own originals already. i find that if i keep on lending you guys my scores, photocopy for you guys then you guys will just get free stuff. then what for i buy them sia? you get what i mean? i'll help you this one last time, you go online and check what you really really REALLY want to play &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;[23:52] Ben.Boo - 平凡就是福。。。我只想教好我的学生，当个出色的音乐家，就很满足了。。。:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;and i'll copy them for you, then that's that liao can? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;[23:52] sillyjam :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;O.o &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;[23:52] sillyjam :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;u noe u could have jus said 'no'? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;[23:52] sillyjam :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;nvm &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;[23:52] sillyjam :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;take it ask i nvr ask ba &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;[23:52] sillyjam :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;thanks &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;[23:52] Ben.Boo - 平凡就是福。。。我只想教好我的学生，当个出色的音乐家，就很满足了。。。:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;er if i did say no straight i would be selfish without explaining&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;[23:53] sillyjam :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;yeah but u din have to say things like im not ready to play n stuff &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;[23:53] sillyjam :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;nvm &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;[23:53] sillyjam :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;thanks &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;[23:53] sillyjam :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;take it tat i nvr ask &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;[23:54] Ben.Boo - 平凡就是福。。。我只想教好我的学生，当个出色的音乐家，就很满足了。。。:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;alright sorry about it, see you tomorrow then&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;wat an asshole. seriously, f u.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8742135312856773160-2765358016092058324?l=sillyjam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sillyjam.blogspot.com/feeds/2765358016092058324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8742135312856773160&amp;postID=2765358016092058324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742135312856773160/posts/default/2765358016092058324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742135312856773160/posts/default/2765358016092058324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillyjam.blogspot.com/2008/11/wat-asshole.html' title='wat an asshole'/><author><name>SweetJam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01866123702935002677</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-8742135312856773160.post-1025210399208942515</id><published>2008-11-20T03:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-20T03:07:12.495+08:00</updated><title type='text'>chirstmas wishlist</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;my christmas wishlist&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Remo Putty Practice Pad (Putty)   8.95 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Works for Marimba (by Keiko Abe)  29.95 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;Dream of the Cherry Blossoms (by Keiko Abe)  13.50 &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;gab's dono wat series Malletech marimba sticks.. dono wat model number, 11. not sure how much either.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;NEW lappy! :D or at least mine, a repaired one. heh. S$1000++?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;all figures are in &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;US$&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; ^_^ LOL. except the lappy, of course. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;gosh! its alot of money... havent count in shipping, taxes, and other riddiculous charges. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8742135312856773160-1025210399208942515?l=sillyjam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sillyjam.blogspot.com/feeds/1025210399208942515/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8742135312856773160&amp;postID=1025210399208942515' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742135312856773160/posts/default/1025210399208942515'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742135312856773160/posts/default/1025210399208942515'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillyjam.blogspot.com/2008/11/chirstmas-wishlist.html' title='chirstmas wishlist'/><author><name>SweetJam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01866123702935002677</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-8742135312856773160.post-6707572426382427812</id><published>2008-11-18T23:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T23:47:17.688+08:00</updated><title type='text'>post-exam2</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;FINALLY &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;im done with all my exams :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;i hope i can finally score AT LEAST a 4 for GPA. have been so stuck with 3.8 and 3.9 last yr. zzz.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;this sem's a tough one. i almost died. zzz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;hmm.. im thinking of getting Malletech sticks.. but i cant seem to find the ones tat im looking for.. sian.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;Marimba One mallets are soooo beauuuutiful! O.O but the price is also pretty 'beautiful' luh US$44++. gosh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;now my focus is... BAND BAND and MORE BAND. 3 schools going for competition at genting next week. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;then its.. CHIRSTMAS! cant wait :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8742135312856773160-6707572426382427812?l=sillyjam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sillyjam.blogspot.com/feeds/6707572426382427812/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8742135312856773160&amp;postID=6707572426382427812' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742135312856773160/posts/default/6707572426382427812'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742135312856773160/posts/default/6707572426382427812'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillyjam.blogspot.com/2008/11/finally-im-done-with-all-my-exams-d-i.html' title='post-exam2'/><author><name>SweetJam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01866123702935002677</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-8742135312856773160.post-5543133575561892253</id><published>2008-11-18T01:12:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-18T01:44:41.696+08:00</updated><title type='text'>not going well</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;things are not going well.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dono if its jus me, or if it isnt really turning out right. i feels like history repeating itself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;where are u when i need u the most? where are u when i miss u the most?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it sucks feeling smth is near yet so far. it sucks to have someone who tells u tat u mean alot, yet its not shown.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;it sucks to be someone's gal when he doesnt have time for it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;if having a pet is too much to handle, i rather u not own one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;back to the qsn: isit jus me, or is history repeating itself?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yes, i am sick and tired. yes, being hurt before isnt an excuse, so it shouldnt be for u too. yes, im losing my will power. yes, im in good mind to throw my hands up and jus leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;call me selfish, but sometimes i really have enuff of it. really enough.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8742135312856773160-5543133575561892253?l=sillyjam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sillyjam.blogspot.com/feeds/5543133575561892253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8742135312856773160&amp;postID=5543133575561892253' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742135312856773160/posts/default/5543133575561892253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742135312856773160/posts/default/5543133575561892253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillyjam.blogspot.com/2008/11/not-going-well.html' title='not going well'/><author><name>SweetJam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01866123702935002677</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-8742135312856773160.post-4402582453915456053</id><published>2008-11-17T02:12:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T02:12:40.267+08:00</updated><title type='text'>saving lappy</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;can someone save my lappy for me pleeeease? :(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8742135312856773160-4402582453915456053?l=sillyjam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sillyjam.blogspot.com/feeds/4402582453915456053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8742135312856773160&amp;postID=4402582453915456053' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742135312856773160/posts/default/4402582453915456053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742135312856773160/posts/default/4402582453915456053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillyjam.blogspot.com/2008/11/saving-lappy.html' title='saving lappy'/><author><name>SweetJam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01866123702935002677</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-8742135312856773160.post-4922857355444976688</id><published>2008-11-16T15:19:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-16T16:00:54.967+08:00</updated><title type='text'>academic, politic, socialic?</title><content type='html'>well well well, i havent been really updating solid entries have i? well sometimes its nicer to leave things as mysteries isnt it? whahaha..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;okay, so school's coming to and end. end of the first sem, tat is. yup. means im officially halfway thru nafa! :D im left with the practical exam (last paper) on tues (18th). was still panicking a week ago, but now, i think i'll do just fine, and i mean only 'just fine'. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;had a tough month in october. be it in academically, politically or socially. have been on emotional roller coaster rides so often and so drastic tat i hardly bother to blog abt it anymore. even if my readers don get bored, i will. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;'politically', im referring to work, there're some issues coming up with partnerships splitting up or working relations getting sour. as much as i try to avoid getting myself involved, i am already placed in a position where i am in between these two partners. haix.. feels really sian to be sausaged. and also, there's a 'money' issue coming up. i cant help it, but its becoming a problem soon. i've held back my will for a long time. i need to stand strong on my beliefs before i become a market spoiler. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;no one accepts $15/hr okay.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;i have a guardian angel recently. this guardian angel is really, a guardian angel. whenever i feel i need someone to talk to. when im feeling down. when im feeling dejected. when im feeling like i cant go on anymore. the guardian angel will jus so happen to give me a call or drop me a msg. really, u're amazing. lol. ^_^ thanks guardian angel.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;ask u ah. wat happens when the person who can make u smile, is also the person who makes u cry the most?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;u noe, its always easy to start smth new (eg. new goal, new hobby, new book, new relationship), but its always difficult to maintain it. i have to admit, having 10yrs worth of relationships sometimes DO tire me out. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;ah shit. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8742135312856773160-4922857355444976688?l=sillyjam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sillyjam.blogspot.com/feeds/4922857355444976688/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8742135312856773160.post-674519237075517067</id><published>2008-11-14T23:20:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-14T23:21:44.547+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hockey VS me</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;im not against it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;its jus tat.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;i hate good byes. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;yeah i admit, i am upset.. to a certain extent. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span 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title='hockey VS me'/><author><name>SweetJam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01866123702935002677</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-8742135312856773160.post-4342420984421265105</id><published>2008-11-12T22:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-12T22:17:34.708+08:00</updated><title type='text'>turned down offers</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;hmm. have been rejecting alot of offers lately. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;mr png asked me to coach ncwo and ccss. i turned him down. said i have too much to do at school. then he said he will try to ask ms angeline. if cannot then ask me again. to me, its very.. u-noe-wat la. zzz. nvm. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;turned down mr pisit's offer to be piano accompanist for his private student. $40 per hour. tat is good money lor. but its in the span of 2 weeks. tried the pieces, and don think i can do both pieces in 2 weeks, so i turned him down. passed the job to becky ng though. haha.. =D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;im feeling sleeeeepy.. zzz.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;i have a strong feeling tat he's asleep. shouldnt have waited. zzz..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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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-8742135312856773160.post-1011097643169532492</id><published>2008-11-11T01:06:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-11T01:28:58.058+08:00</updated><title type='text'>benjamin and the subaru</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;benjamin did his best. really. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;57 hrs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;benjamin dropped out of the subaru challenge at abt 10pm tonite. he really did keep his promise to meet us at same place at nite, like we agreed the night before. jacq n i did a second set of poster for him, cox we thought the 1st would be destroyed after the really wet weather the whole day. surprisingly, he wasnt running fever. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;first sign&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; of smth was not right was when ilena msged me about 4pm. i was going to be late for mark's class and he doesnt like ppl to msg in his class. he almost confiscated sebastian's phone for doing tat. i only replied her msg abt 6.30pm. she told me 'he blur blur already'. she also mentioned when they asked benjamin whether he noes why he was there, he replied he doesnt. so tat was the fatigue sign le.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;jacq n i finally made it down at abt 9.40pm. ben was getting more distracted, more expressionless. then at abt 10, he jus lifted his hand. everyone around him applaused for him. then he was staggering already. one of the marshalls wheeled a wheel-chair over. he jus collapsed into their arms and fell asleep. yeah, jus lytt. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;so bcox ben's father was out of town, a family fren drove over to send him back. benedict, his younger bro, was with ben all along. haha.. i mean, really sweet to see the 2 bros. although benedict is always quarreling with ben, but when i see him trying to keep ben cool and comfortable, and letting ben lie on him in the car, cant help but smile. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;benjamin huang&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; is someone whom i would applaude to. his courage and determination is one tat many of us would admire. im impressed. really. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;the other person who was really amazing was &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;mrs huang.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; she actually stayed with ben thruout these 57 hrs. whoa. very very supportive. she's probably one of the best moms in the world! mrs huang, u rock! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;mrs huang, benedict, ilena, bong, jacq and i were there. yup, we witnessed it all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;bravo benjamin. bravo (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8742135312856773160-1011097643169532492?l=sillyjam.blogspot.com' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8742135312856773160.post-2520088005611530214</id><published>2008-11-09T15:07:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-09T15:08:53.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;introducing! the &lt;em&gt;professional&lt;/em&gt; heart-breaker! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;*drum rolls* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;lewis. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#990000;"&gt;such a disappointment.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8742135312856773160-2520088005611530214?l=sillyjam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sillyjam.blogspot.com/feeds/2520088005611530214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8742135312856773160&amp;postID=2520088005611530214' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742135312856773160/posts/default/2520088005611530214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742135312856773160/posts/default/2520088005611530214'/><link 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/&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;it's the first time im actually blogging abt a pimple. in fact, its the first time im feeling so frustrated over a pimple. so yes, its tat bad. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;argh! =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8742135312856773160-2781597851157316939?l=sillyjam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sillyjam.blogspot.com/feeds/2781597851157316939/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8742135312856773160&amp;postID=2781597851157316939' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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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-8742135312856773160.post-9116105977449551918</id><published>2008-11-01T05:29:00.007+08:00</published><updated>2008-11-02T21:29:21.042+08:00</updated><title type='text'>complains nafa, PHOTOS</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i've lost that determination&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. the determination tat took me a long time to look for. the determination tat i cant remember how i found it. school is beginning to be smth i totally dont look forward too. the system is totally unfair, and i seem to be the only one suffering. im an MOE student for a purpose. and being a percussionist and jus calling me up whenever u need me isint helping. do u ppl have any idea how many bloody extra modules i have to complete? tat includes a total of 3 practical modules and 1 teaching module. and i havent mention those tat are compulsory across the cohort. unfair. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;totally unfair&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. and now my principal study isnt called 'principal' study anymore. it has jus become an 'instrumental' study. so i have 3 'instrumental' studies. guitar, piano, percussion. im lucky enuff to not have guitar classes started yet, so its down to 2. and it is super stressful. mark's not helping either with wanting me to play &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;FOUR pieces&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; for exam! others play 2, i play 4. WTH. im like. so dead okay. don tell me things like 'su juen, u can do it' n blah blah. cox its always easier said than done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;sometimes, i really hate nafa. i think i need to talk to mark about it. i dont have all the time in the world u noe that? i still got a life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#006600;"&gt;performance projects came non-stop for this sem. firstly, it was the turandot opera. im the only one in the section who's involved in the opera. so its one whole mth eaten up. nightly rehearsals ending at 10 or even 11. when turandot FINALLY ended, band performance came up, and percussion ensemble performance is on the same day as band's performance. yes i noe mark's trying to prove himself bcox its his first showcasing of us as his product. but tat jus means tat the preassure's on us right? music is supposed to be my passion. now it feels like a&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; chore&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;after band and percussion ensemble performance, its time to catch up with my playing. i have 2 days less than the rest to practise. monday is always packed with rehearsals and a lecture from 9am non stop till 6.30. tuesday morning starts with 2 lectures and ends at boon lay at nie. 2 days burnt. even if the time isnt burnt, my head is. but then hear comes the call for performers to play for NAFA's 70th gala concert. another 2 weeks worth of practice gone! and now, the orchestra needs another percussionist. and i have to be in it again. when are all these gonna stop huh? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;alot of times, ppl like to say things like 'but it turned out to be a great experience rite? it was a great performance right?' well it isn't abt the results. its about the process. u spent hours n hours rehearsing, and tats where the problem lies. those 'hours n hours' could be spent finishing up work or practising tat new technique tat u've been trying to master. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;classmates like to comment: 'wha u so kelian, got band, got orchestra, got chinese ensemble'. yeah and they are like, freaking free, everytime im attending a rehearsal, they could be at a movie theatre watching the latest movie with galfrens, or out having a really nice dinner with their guy and perhaps afterwards a nice stroll at the beach, or even having home-cooked dinner at home with family and later catching up with all the homework. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;argh. i've had enuff. and enuff of complaining also. in short, school's become a chore for me, and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;its not smth im looking forward to, AT ALL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. tuesday better be the last performance.&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; i've stopped ALL teaching work&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; already cox i need the time to practice. luckily school's jus beginning to break for study week, i noe mark will wanna kill me the nxt time he sees me for a lesson, and i think its time to talk to him, seriously. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;so much for being passionate huh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;nafa's 70th gala dinner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; was POSH. i was &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;debuting as a timpani player&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, and we played at &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Ritz Carlton hotel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. we had a rocky start. or at least, i did. it was hard to keep the timpani in tune, and the 1st piece had alot of percussion solos. it got better during the repeat though. so tat was a relief. adam cheng (zheng shao qiu) sang for the dinner. a few days ago, while at nafa's website, i came acorss the advertisement for the gala dinner. the prices for the dinner were EXPENSIVE. 10 ppl per table: $3000/table, $5000/table and $10000/table. O.O &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;it was formal dining style. saw ladies dressed to their nines. alot of pretty ladies. haha.. i saw the senior minister, but didnt manage to spot the other 2 ministers who were there. ok photos.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;while waiting for our rehearsal slot.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/sweetjam90/?action=view&amp;amp;current=galadinner7.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="galadinner5" src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/sweetjam90/galadinner7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;the table, perhaps a $5000 one... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/sweetjam90/?action=view&amp;amp;current=galadinner8.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="galadinner6" src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/sweetjam90/galadinner8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;the silverware... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/sweetjam90/?action=view&amp;amp;current=galadinner9.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="galadinner7" src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/sweetjam90/galadinner9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;after a looooong break, back in the holding room.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;edward, staff of the school &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/sweetjam90/?action=view&amp;amp;current=galadinner3.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="galadinner3" src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/sweetjam90/galadinner3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;rit &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/sweetjam90/?action=view&amp;amp;current=galadinner2.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="galadinner2" src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/sweetjam90/galadinner2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;jasmine peh! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/sweetjam90/?action=view&amp;amp;current=galadinner4.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="galadinner4" src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/sweetjam90/galadinner4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;andi, played for brass ensemble.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/sweetjam90/?action=view&amp;amp;current=galadinner1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="galadinner1" src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/sweetjam90/galadinner1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;did i mention, dinner was food from ritz carlton? whahahhhaha!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well i was looking thru my photos n found some with really nice memories...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;sam (chiang)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; were frens since &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1st jan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; this yr. haha.. yup. really good frens. then we had a really bad misunderstanding tat isnt resolved till today. haix.. anyway, when we were still really good, he knew &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i had a weakness for brownie&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.. there was once i was really really upset cox kenrick left us soo suddenly, and i had jus attended his funeral. my birthday was a few days later i think. so we met up for dinner. and he tried to cheer me up, by secretly ordering a brownie n asking the waitress to serve with a candle on it. lol.. super funny la. but i was so upset tat i din notice all the weird behaviour.. lol.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/sweetjam90/?action=view&amp;amp;current=browniebirthday-1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="browniebdae" src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/sweetjam90/browniebirthday-1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;one day a few mths later, i was in school. still in yr one then. happened to be chatting with sam over sms, and complaining how sucky school was tat day. and he showed up, uninvited. with a brownie. LOL. he actually DABAO a brownie with the ICECREAM. wha zai. lol.. really thoughtful guy la (: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/sweetjam90/?action=view&amp;amp;current=browniesam.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="browniesam" src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/sweetjam90/browniesam.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;okay next story.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;richard&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, my senior, was known to his frens as someone who changes gf like him changing his clothes. haha.. really fast. generally, he's a really nice guy. has the ah beng style of talking, but other than tat, really nice guy. can be really mean if he wanted to, and can be really nice if he wanted to. so wat happened was tat there was this new gal in sch, a korean. think she's my age. so after many switches of gal, we got to noe tat she was richard's next target. we of cox, didnt pay much attention. i mean, in 2 weeks, he's gonna change his mind again rite? haha.. apparently not. lol. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;so richard tried to woo her. and by the 4th mth, he was getting really restless already. i talked to him abt it b4 (it was the holidays then). and then i realised tat richard, for the 1st time since i've known him, was really really serious abt her. haha.. when school reopened, they were finally tgt. the gal finally gave him a chance. though sometimes i cant stand them being intimate in the percussion room where everyone else was around, but i think they 2 are a really cute couple. haha.. jus abt a mth back, it was the gal's bdae. and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;richard went ALL out to celebrate for her&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. from presents to order of surprises, it was all customised to the gals liking. of cox, it came with a heafty price. 3 figures long for a pair of couple's ring, her present, and a bouquet of flowers, tats all i think. and this is the bouquet of roses. richard changed for this gal, and im sure both of them would be really happy tgt. ^_^ those 2 hor, cute la. lol.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/sweetjam90/?action=view&amp;amp;current=jiminroses.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="jiminroses" src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/sweetjam90/jiminroses.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;wha.. there's a last story to tell i think.. lol.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;i cant remember when, but probably 2 mths back? we had supper at watercross, a cafe/pub at a coner of pasir ris park (carpark E). jacq, eugene, benjamin and i were there. it was a 3rd time drinking, a 1st in a looong time. loved the drink i had: orange twist.. i think. cant remember. but it was voldka with orange juice. nice.. :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/sweetjam90/?action=view&amp;amp;current=drink.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="drink" src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/sweetjam90/drink.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;tzehern was supposed to be there too, but we decided so last min to meet up tat he was already with his gf. lol.. so we tried to disturb him by sending him lame msges all at one go. we had 4 ppl, so each of us send one word to him, creating a msg with 4 words. lol.. really lame la. but it was fun. then there was an extra chicken wing left on the platter. so they took a photo of it and decided to show him tat we actually left food for him tat nite. wha. lame. lol.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/sweetjam90/?action=view&amp;amp;current=wing.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="wing" src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/sweetjam90/wing.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;ok there're more photos... random photos from school... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/sweetjam90/?action=view&amp;amp;current=nafa5.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="nafa1" src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/sweetjam90/nafa5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;me, edgar, jimin. composer's platform concert. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/sweetjam90/?action=view&amp;amp;current=nafa6.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="nafa2" src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/sweetjam90/nafa6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;edgar n i (3rd godbro. hahah!). percussion ensemble cum brass ensemble cum symphonic band performance. tats the 'killer' concert. tats the day before the composer's concert. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/sweetjam90/?action=view&amp;amp;current=nafa8.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="nafa3" src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/sweetjam90/nafa8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;front from left: benjamin boo, richard. back from left: sebastian, zheng yi, fifi. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;last concert's ensemble group. all my seniors and one sectionmate. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/sweetjam90/?action=view&amp;amp;current=nafa9.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="nafa4" src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/sweetjam90/nafa9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;from left: gabriel, richard, benjamin boo, yiang shan, sebastian. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;latest concert's ensemble group. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;if u're wondering why im not in the ensemble group's photos, tats cox im the camera man. lol.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/sweetjam90/?action=view&amp;amp;current=nie3.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="nafa6" src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/sweetjam90/nie3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/sweetjam90/?action=view&amp;amp;current=nie4.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="nafa5" src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/sweetjam90/nie4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;ok its another loooong story as to how these 2 photos came about, but im not gonna tell the story or else this post will never end. lol..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;okay.. this is the main purpose of my blogging today. i was talking to hj yesterday. and im glad i talked to him. it all started when i argued tat i don believe anything he says abt me, especially when it concerns the matters of the heart. u see, if u have 3 different ppl telling u 'i love u' over sms, msn and face to face. who are u most likely to believe? of cox the one who tells u &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;face to face&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; rite? cox u get to look into his/her eyes, see his/her body language and actually feel the sincerity (or not) tat the person is showing and tat he/she means wat he say. so its the same thing here. i used to really believe every single word tat hj says and i would jus trust him wholeheartedly. of cox, things changed, and i changed my midset abt him too. but i still maintained the frenship with him cox at the back of my mind, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i simply dont believe&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; hj is the kinda person he seem to be potraying to be. jux not convinced. on the other hand, when it came to the matters of the heart, i &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;totally closed up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. like, totally. i rejected every guy who asked to stead n stuff. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;so we came back to this topic yesterday night. and i jus said 'funny, i've never heard u say those things to me before'. and he typed the same thing again (msn). and i was like 'i meant i've never HEARD u say it before'. and then he tried to call me. lol. but of cox he din really say those stuff tat he was suppose to say, but its the first time i've actually talked.. as in TALKed so seriously with hj. and &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;it DOES make a difference&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. im so glad we had tat conversation, it really proves to me tat all along, i had seen and believed in the hj tat he really was. and it was sincere. watever he said was sincere. and now i have no doubts as to wat he says, like im &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;finally convinced, and sure tat wat he say is wat he meant. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;eh. cant blame me ma. as musicans, we naturally have higher expectations of the 'art of expression'. LOL. and er. yeah. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i'll make every guy do the same thing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. in another words, its one of the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;easiest way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to touch me, although its one of the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;hardest things to do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;so, yeah. he finally gained my trust back (:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc0000;"&gt;okay i think this is the longest post u can find in my blog. lol. and it took one hour of non-stop blogging/uploading/linking/embedding. i hope u enjoyed it ppl. at least... TAG LA =D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8742135312856773160-9116105977449551918?l=sillyjam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sillyjam.blogspot.com/feeds/9116105977449551918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8742135312856773160&amp;postID=9116105977449551918' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742135312856773160/posts/default/9116105977449551918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742135312856773160/posts/default/9116105977449551918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillyjam.blogspot.com/2008/11/complains-nafa-photos.html' title='complains nafa, PHOTOS'/><author><name>SweetJam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01866123702935002677</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-8742135312856773160.post-7831437373172453267</id><published>2008-10-31T15:40:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-31T15:50:14.814+08:00</updated><title type='text'>right choices</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;sometimes i really wonder if im making the right choices in nafa. is music really the one i wanna be in?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/sweetjam90/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSCF2966.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/sweetjam90/DSCF2966.jpg" border="0" alt="benbottles" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8742135312856773160-7831437373172453267?l=sillyjam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sillyjam.blogspot.com/feeds/7831437373172453267/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8742135312856773160&amp;postID=7831437373172453267' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742135312856773160/posts/default/7831437373172453267'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742135312856773160/posts/default/7831437373172453267'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillyjam.blogspot.com/2008/10/right-choices.html' title='right choices'/><author><name>SweetJam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01866123702935002677</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-8742135312856773160.post-2126039755516196534</id><published>2008-10-29T01:05:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-29T01:23:42.009+08:00</updated><title type='text'>calling it quits</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;sometimes i really wonder if im &lt;em&gt;being heard&lt;/em&gt; by ppl whom i wanna sound out to. sometimes i really really wonder if &lt;em&gt;u&lt;/em&gt; are listening to me when i need u to. its not abt listening to wat i say to u, its about listening to wat i have to say &lt;em&gt;about&lt;/em&gt; u.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;its no point complaining/whining on and on about life when u don want to make a decision and stick to it. life isn't always be 'i want it my way', and u get it. how about this. if u dont want comments, perhaps u should keep ur complains to the &lt;em&gt;minimal&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;im already in a &lt;em&gt;very tough&lt;/em&gt; situation. i feel &lt;em&gt;sausaged&lt;/em&gt;. and yes, i feel like giving up both matters. i cant say i wanna go for one and forget the other. somehow, &lt;em&gt;i feel for both sides&lt;/em&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;sometimes i really wonder if u are the one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;sillyjam is tired. she can afford to quit, and she wants to quit. she's &lt;em&gt;blowing the whistle&lt;/em&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;i told u to make ur move before i changed my mind.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8742135312856773160-2126039755516196534?l=sillyjam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sillyjam.blogspot.com/feeds/2126039755516196534/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8742135312856773160&amp;postID=2126039755516196534' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742135312856773160/posts/default/2126039755516196534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742135312856773160/posts/default/2126039755516196534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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announce to the whole world tat &lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I HATE BENJAMIN BOO!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8742135312856773160-9096604374461839374?l=sillyjam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sillyjam.blogspot.com/feeds/9096604374461839374/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8742135312856773160&amp;postID=9096604374461839374' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742135312856773160/posts/default/9096604374461839374'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742135312856773160/posts/default/9096604374461839374'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' 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style="color:#999900;"&gt;anyway&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Happy 21st Birthday Hwa Jiunn!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; :D i hope u like ur new blog ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8742135312856773160-1143249404702403931?l=sillyjam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sillyjam.blogspot.com/feeds/1143249404702403931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8742135312856773160&amp;postID=1143249404702403931' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742135312856773160/posts/default/1143249404702403931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742135312856773160/posts/default/1143249404702403931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillyjam.blogspot.com/2008/10/happy-birthday-hwajiunn.html' title='happy birthday hwajiunn!'/><author><name>SweetJam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01866123702935002677</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-8742135312856773160.post-482051321944287906</id><published>2008-10-21T23:57:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T00:06:11.761+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2-in-1 balloons</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/sweetjam90/?action=view&amp;amp;current=benjaminballoon.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/sweetjam90/benjaminballoon.jpg" border="0" alt="2in1balloon" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;he asked me 'tie together or tie separately?'. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;'tie together' &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;this way, the balloons will be attached to one another, the outer layer always protecting the inner layer. even if the outer layer bursts, at least both layers are still attached together. if both finally deflate, they'll still be attached together.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8742135312856773160-482051321944287906?l=sillyjam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8742135312856773160.post-8362021723139155099</id><published>2008-10-20T13:23:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-20T13:24:51.471+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the smile</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;so it seems like its all about that smile eh? honestly, i still dont get it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;its takes alot to keep that smile going u noe? (:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8742135312856773160-8362021723139155099?l=sillyjam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sillyjam.blogspot.com/feeds/8362021723139155099/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8742135312856773160&amp;postID=8362021723139155099' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742135312856773160/posts/default/8362021723139155099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742135312856773160/posts/default/8362021723139155099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillyjam.blogspot.com/2008/10/smile.html' title='the smile'/><author><name>SweetJam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01866123702935002677</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-8742135312856773160.post-5042152857169514847</id><published>2008-10-19T00:54:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T00:58:40.017+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i said, he said</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;on 3rd oct 2008, i said: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;"somehow, i feel lost. i dono why. cant be home sick or wat la. i've done this a million times le. i think i jus wan a hug? n i hope the nxt person i hug will have me in his arms for the rest of his life. i dare not open my heart up again. i fear tat i might jus be looking for a substitute without knowing it. its unfair to the other party. i treat other ppl the way i wan to be treated. i don wanna get hurt by the other party n hence, i wont want to hurt 'him' too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;i dono how long it'll take to get over this matter. im obviously so not over it. its not about how many fishes there are in the sea. is abt lettin go the fish tat's biting ur fingers. in this case, one of my fingers came off already. which fish is gonna be patient enuff to actually make a bionic finger for me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;sillyjam, its time to move on..." &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;on 4th oct 2008, he said: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;"When one is lost, there is someone out there to guide you.&lt;br /&gt;When one is sad, there is someone out there to comfort you.&lt;br /&gt;When one is troubled, there is someone out there to see you thru.&lt;br /&gt;When one needs a shoulder, there is someone out there to lend you their.&lt;br /&gt;When one needs a hug, there is someone out there to hug you.&lt;br /&gt;That Someone has the patience, the patience of eternity.&lt;br /&gt;If you are willing, you are worth eternity."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8742135312856773160-5042152857169514847?l=sillyjam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sillyjam.blogspot.com/feeds/5042152857169514847/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8742135312856773160.post-1444905302873224456</id><published>2008-10-18T22:55:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T00:51:01.427+08:00</updated><title type='text'>sweet dad</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;wow. 3rd post of the day..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;jux came back from dinner with family. its one of those dinner times which i really love. i admit, ever since i joined nafa, i spend only abt 1/4 of the time i used to spend with my family before school started. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;mom n dad picked me up from sch at 8pm and then we picked ah wen up, after much discussion, we ended up at pizza hut bedok. well we were talking abt random stuff, how my exam went and how O level is coming along for ah wen. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;on the way back after dinner, i was talking to dad abt smth random, and a topic tat i hardly talk to him about. talked to him abt my love life. and well, when i was younger, he'll start nagging abt how i should study n not think abt all these, blah blah blah. yeah i hated to talk to my parents abt these. the last time i talk to them abt it was probably in my late teens? lol.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;so yeah. now im 18, think i wanna share some of it with my parents. so i jus told dad about it, and his response was like.. super flattering la. ok im not gonna say it here. cox if i put it here, it'll be like.. super no face ok. although this is my blog and i have almost every right to say watever i want, but still, me shy de lor :P &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;one of the best family dinners i had :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;ugh. perc lesson toml. help.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8742135312856773160-1444905302873224456?l=sillyjam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sillyjam.blogspot.com/feeds/1444905302873224456/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8742135312856773160&amp;postID=1444905302873224456' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742135312856773160/posts/default/1444905302873224456'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742135312856773160/posts/default/1444905302873224456'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillyjam.blogspot.com/2008/10/wow.html' title='sweet dad'/><author><name>SweetJam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01866123702935002677</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-8742135312856773160.post-2315766882222129931</id><published>2008-10-18T15:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T16:01:59.180+08:00</updated><title type='text'>post hell-week</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;the 'hell week' is over.. well, almost.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;tuesday's percussion ensemble was good, considering monday was throughly packed with rehearsals till almost 8 tat night. one of my most tiring performances of the year. all the moving of instruments and the actually playing itself, walking/tip-toeing around. lol. but it was fun :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;wed was abit more... free. yup. thurs's back to full-day thingy again, chiense ensemble ended at 9, and yesterday's rehearsal ended at 10. by the time we got the instruments back to their original places, it was abt 10.30. by the time i found benjamin, it was 11.45. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;so, my dearest edgar gor, please don kill me bcox u missed me on the net for the last 2 nites okay? while u were waiting for me, i was in school. doing saikang. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;harmony presentation's going good, but not the chinese ensemble presentation, the deadline is getting so much nearer and people seem to have forgotten tat im not a computer, and need time do generate watever they want. they don have all the time in the world and so do i. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;mark suter is soooo stressing me out.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8742135312856773160-2315766882222129931?l=sillyjam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sillyjam.blogspot.com/feeds/2315766882222129931/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8742135312856773160&amp;postID=2315766882222129931' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742135312856773160/posts/default/2315766882222129931'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742135312856773160/posts/default/2315766882222129931'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillyjam.blogspot.com/2008/10/post-hell-week.html' title='post hell-week'/><author><name>SweetJam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01866123702935002677</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-8742135312856773160.post-6991450859054214277</id><published>2008-10-18T14:32:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-18T15:14:19.012+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pissed</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;for goodness sake, &lt;em&gt;no one owes u a living&lt;/em&gt;. if u keep dishing out weird behaviour and irritatingly scarcastic 'the world is such a terrible place' remarks, no one is going to pay attention to u. so instead of indulging urself in ur 'abstraction', &lt;em&gt;WAKE UP and face reality&lt;/em&gt;. the only reason u're like that is becox &lt;em&gt;u REFUSE to change&lt;/em&gt;. u REFUSE to see that &lt;em&gt;the problem lies with YOU&lt;/em&gt; and not the world. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;so much for being there for u.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8742135312856773160-6991450859054214277?l=sillyjam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sillyjam.blogspot.com/feeds/6991450859054214277/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8742135312856773160&amp;postID=6991450859054214277' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742135312856773160/posts/default/6991450859054214277'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742135312856773160/posts/default/6991450859054214277'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillyjam.blogspot.com/2008/10/pissed.html' title='pissed'/><author><name>SweetJam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01866123702935002677</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-8742135312856773160.post-200345276002876439</id><published>2008-10-16T01:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-16T02:26:47.746+08:00</updated><title type='text'>forgetful me</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;everytime i have a thought or encounter smth special, i always tell myself i'll blog it down. but when ever i come to this posting page, i forget wat i wanted to blog about. gosh. my brain needs a memory chip. well then, i'll jus mention the thing tat has been popping up in my mind the most frequently today ba! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;okay this topic is really very sensitive. but i think i still have to say it. if u're not really interested in my life, jus click the 'X' button at the top right corner, for Windows users, or on the top left, for Mac users.  :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;and so, i was right. i predicted a huge mess is gonna land in my laps and it did. ok well, its not really messy n tangled n stuff. it jus.. many complicated stuff. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;so a certain J asked me to the commissioner's ball. i havent agreed. mainly bcox i was really surprised that he asked me to it and i wanna make sure i noe wats going on in his mind so i dont give him the wrong idea, in case he's interested in me. cox he does seem like he is interested in me. the sms, behaviour and all.. yeah. tats one. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;the 2nd one is.. E. yup im surprised he actually confessed he liked me.. yeah i ever suspected, but i nvr thought it could really happen. yeah... so tats 2. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;the 3rd n i think, final one, is B. haha.. this one's funny. lol.. super shy guy. hence it was super funny when he confessed his feelings. but then again, i was 3/4 dead when he told me abt it. so its like.. errr... zzzzz.. errr.. zzzzz. lol..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;okok.. gonna stop here. i so need to sleeeeeep.. nite!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8742135312856773160-200345276002876439?l=sillyjam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sillyjam.blogspot.com/feeds/200345276002876439/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8742135312856773160&amp;postID=200345276002876439' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742135312856773160/posts/default/200345276002876439'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742135312856773160/posts/default/200345276002876439'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillyjam.blogspot.com/2008/10/forgetful-me.html' title='forgetful me'/><author><name>SweetJam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01866123702935002677</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-8742135312856773160.post-6494118426970015558</id><published>2008-10-15T01:33:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-15T02:14:07.212+08:00</updated><title type='text'>percussion ensemble</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;oh gosh, im shoooo tireeeeeed. physically tired, tat is. lol. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;percussion ensemble was great! and band was one of the most tiring concerts i've been too. with al the movement, running around n stuff. mark also commented he thought it was really cool to be walking around playing. lol. wah thanks ah. im like.. half dead already lor. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;i think my hair crunch looks like a doughnut. lol. ok tat was really random.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;benjamin n eugene came to watch the concert (thanks guys!! :D). we headed to bedok for late-nite dinner, which started at abt 11.30. it took us almost an hour to finish packing n moving all the instruments back. hence the really late dinner. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;okay watever it is, im freaking tired. im soooo going to bed already. toml round 2: performing for platform concert. playing firdaus' piece. zzz.. i wanna sleeeeeeeeep... =( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;things are getting messier.......&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8742135312856773160-6494118426970015558?l=sillyjam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8742135312856773160.post-6637624065903898246</id><published>2008-10-14T00:29:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-14T01:53:47.078+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tired day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;all of a sudden, i forgot wat i wanna blog abt. -.- freaking tired la. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;the day started with mr tan's lecture on band directing. its a 2-hr lecture. then there's rehearsal for dr goh's compostition for toml nite's performance at 11am. another 2 hours gone. after lunch, its the other 2 band pieces tat we're performing. another 2 hrs gone. then we had a one hour break. everyone was jus stoning in the percussion room. all really tired le. 5pm we started percussion ensemble rehearsal. there was alot of movement, but rehearsal proper was abt an hour? ya.. haha.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;super tired le.. zzz... going to bed soon. performace tonight. zzz..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8742135312856773160-6637624065903898246?l=sillyjam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sillyjam.blogspot.com/feeds/6637624065903898246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8742135312856773160&amp;postID=6637624065903898246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742135312856773160/posts/default/6637624065903898246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742135312856773160/posts/default/6637624065903898246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillyjam.blogspot.com/2008/10/tired-day.html' title='tired day'/><author><name>SweetJam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01866123702935002677</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-8742135312856773160.post-1181219335669059753</id><published>2008-10-12T23:33:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-12T23:36:55.224+08:00</updated><title type='text'>school</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;project, homework, portfolio, practise. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;project, homework, portfolio, practise.&lt;br /&gt;project, homework, portfolio, practise.&lt;br /&gt;project, homework, portfolio, practise.&lt;br /&gt;project, homework, portfolio, practise. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;project, homework, portfolio, practise. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;project, homework, portfolio, practise. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;project, homework, portfolio, practise. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;project, homework, portfolio, practise. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;project, homework, portfolio, practise. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;project, homework, portfolio, practise.&lt;br /&gt;project, homework, portfolio, practise. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;project, homework, portfolio, practise. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;project, homework, portfolio, practise. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;project, homework, portfolio, practise.&lt;br /&gt;project, homework, portfolio, practise.&lt;br /&gt;project, homework, portfolio, practise.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;that's school for me for the next few weeks. &lt;em&gt;OMG.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8742135312856773160-1181219335669059753?l=sillyjam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sillyjam.blogspot.com/feeds/1181219335669059753/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8742135312856773160&amp;postID=1181219335669059753' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742135312856773160/posts/default/1181219335669059753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742135312856773160/posts/default/1181219335669059753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillyjam.blogspot.com/2008/10/school.html' title='school'/><author><name>SweetJam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01866123702935002677</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-8742135312856773160.post-3517036819662843603</id><published>2008-10-10T02:00:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-19T00:51:48.915+08:00</updated><title type='text'>simplicity</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;actually its pretty simple. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;i jus wanna devote my love to the one and only who deserves it all. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;but who is he? and is he ready? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;dono leh.. like not ready yet. things get more... err.. quiet. too quiet for comfort.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8742135312856773160-3517036819662843603?l=sillyjam.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8742135312856773160.post-7586099792057938887</id><published>2008-10-08T01:58:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-08T02:16:39.038+08:00</updated><title type='text'>beer belly n other O.o</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;ahhh!! feel like a have a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;beer belly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; after the drink with a fren after dinner. had.. err.. Singapore Sling. stupid name la. but quite a nice blend of.. err.. think it was vodka, pineapple, grapefruit and a whole lot of other things tat i cant remember. anyway. nice :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;gosh. feel so fat.. feel so bloated. look like one too. :x &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;eh eh eh! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;one day if i grow really fat, will u fren me? =/     =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;lol! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;k la.. im like so freaking tired. need to sleep. but have to finish analysing some scores tat im going to play for thur's rehearsal. my first set of timpani scores. zzz.. coming to tat point, i have a whole lot of new pieces to practise. EXAMINABLE pieces. shit la. new &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;2-mallet standard repertoire solo etude&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, new &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;4-mallet marimba solo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, new &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;snare study solo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, new &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;piano repertoire solo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. and of cox, the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;new timpani parts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; for chi ensemble. im in deep trouble le. zzz.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;toml.. hmm.. something i nvr thought would happen, will happen. yiheng's band teacher in charge who is in charge of the music o level prog for her sch, asked yiheng and i to be examiners for their practical exam. i really hope i heard him wrongly. yes, hope i HEARD HIM WRONGLY. zzz. im going to bed le.. tireeeeed. choing scores 1st :D nite people!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8742135312856773160-7586099792057938887?l=sillyjam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sillyjam.blogspot.com/feeds/7586099792057938887/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8742135312856773160&amp;postID=7586099792057938887' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742135312856773160/posts/default/7586099792057938887'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742135312856773160/posts/default/7586099792057938887'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillyjam.blogspot.com/2008/10/beer-belly-n-other-oo.html' title='beer belly n other O.o'/><author><name>SweetJam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01866123702935002677</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-8742135312856773160.post-2086682755179493003</id><published>2008-10-04T02:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T02:08:32.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'>truth</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;knowing the truth always eventually makes me feel better. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;okay. bring it on! ^_^ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff66;"&gt;oh gosh. im such an emo shit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8742135312856773160-2086682755179493003?l=sillyjam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sillyjam.blogspot.com/feeds/2086682755179493003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8742135312856773160&amp;postID=2086682755179493003' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742135312856773160/posts/default/2086682755179493003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742135312856773160/posts/default/2086682755179493003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillyjam.blogspot.com/2008/10/truth.html' title='truth'/><author><name>SweetJam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01866123702935002677</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-8742135312856773160.post-1716634050372478866</id><published>2008-10-03T23:11:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-04T00:17:59.146+08:00</updated><title type='text'>segamat</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;im at my aunt's place. tats in segamat, msia, btw. lol. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;spent the morning in school. dr lim finally gave me smth more manageble for exam. phew! lol. met the usual gang minus tzehern for lunch. think u can see tat on my facebook? lol. had nydc for lunch. then dad picked me up at 3.30. then its off to my aunt's place. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;got here at 7.30. then headed back out for dinner. had asam fish head n alot of other spicy stuff. lol. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;wedding lunch's toml. 2pm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;somehow, i feel there's smth wrong with him...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;somehow, i feel lost. i dono why. cant be home sick or wat la. i've done this a million times le. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;i think i jus wan a hug? n i hope the nxt person i hug will have me in his arms for the rest of his life. i dare not open my heart up again. i fear tat i might jus be looking for a substitute without knowing it. its unfair to the other party. i treat other ppl the way i wan to be treated. i don wanna get hurt by the other party n hence, i wont want to hurt 'him' too. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;i dono how long it'll take to get over this matter. im obviously so not over it. its not about how many fishes there are in the sea. is abt lettin go the fish tat's biting ur fingers. in this case, one of my fingers came off already. which fish is gonna be patient enuff to actually make a bionic finger for me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;sillyjam, its time to move on...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8742135312856773160-1716634050372478866?l=sillyjam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sillyjam.blogspot.com/feeds/1716634050372478866/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8742135312856773160&amp;postID=1716634050372478866' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742135312856773160/posts/default/1716634050372478866'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742135312856773160/posts/default/1716634050372478866'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillyjam.blogspot.com/2008/10/segamat.html' title='segamat'/><author><name>SweetJam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01866123702935002677</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-8742135312856773160.post-7926381109596303745</id><published>2008-10-02T14:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T14:53:52.202+08:00</updated><title type='text'>outta town</title><content type='html'>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 255, 51);"&gt;im sitting at raffles city starbucks with eugene, benjamin and tzehern. eugene's trying to study, benjamin's playing with something on his iPhone, and tze hern's sleeping. as for me, i blogged hopped quite a bit before trying to occupy myself with blogging. haha..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0);"&gt;woke up really tired today. not enuff slp. i still feel the mixture of feelings tat i felt yesterday after the encounter at the airport. heh. think i wrote a really long post this morning, considering i only spent an hour there. well, jus shows how much tat instance meant to me rite? =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153);"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 204, 0);"&gt;did i mention im leaving town soon too? hj left, so am i. LOL. kidding kidding. im leaving toml (fri) afternoon after school. dad's picking me up after school. we're heading to segamat - dad's hometown. his fren's son is getting married. whole family is invited, but mom has to teach n ah wen has to study for Os. i happen to need a getaway too. so i'll tag along lor. haha.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: large;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);"&gt;will be back on sunday. probably afternoon or evening. anything, &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-style: italic;"&gt;EMAIL&lt;/span&gt; me k? i'll try to be on msn for both nites. =) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;i haven't packed. shit. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8742135312856773160-7926381109596303745?l=sillyjam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sillyjam.blogspot.com/feeds/7926381109596303745/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8742135312856773160&amp;postID=7926381109596303745' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742135312856773160/posts/default/7926381109596303745'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742135312856773160/posts/default/7926381109596303745'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillyjam.blogspot.com/2008/10/outta-town.html' title='outta town'/><author><name>SweetJam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01866123702935002677</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-8742135312856773160.post-2856960294747279742</id><published>2008-10-02T02:01:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-10-02T04:01:07.464+08:00</updated><title type='text'>brilliant's departure</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;i jus got back from eugene's place. was at the airport to send 'Brilliant' off.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;i didnt tell Brilliant tat i was going to the airport. i jus showed up. so i jus walked in to T3 jus before 9.30pm, cox i knew he was taking airbus. n i knew his flight was at 11.30. easily found 'london - heathrow'. headed to check-in counter 3. there were really alot alot alot of ppl. i walked a few rounds. after 20 min of walking n looking out n searching. i gave up. gosh. Brilliant is a tall guy. yet i cant see him. -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;so i gave him a call. not helpful either. said tat he's going in. said tat its okay. said tat 'better not'. said tat he's inside already. well i didnt take tat for an ans. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;smth told me he's still near me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; i decided to wait at the departure gate. so i jus stood there for like.... 20min? yeah.. slowly see those tat i saw at counter 3 entering the gates. starting to lose hope. but smth still told me he's there. so i decided to make a last round. if i didnt see him, then God probably made tat arrangement. he probably didnt want us to meet afterall. it jus wasnt our fate.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;so i slowly walked back to counter 3. looked left, looked right, walked really slowly. then when i turned to look infront, there he was. with his frens n his parents. i jus stood there. like stunned. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;there he is!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; then he turned. could tell he was surprised to see me there. we din exchange many words. then i turned n left to avoid him feeling embarrassed. i made a detour back to the gate. saw him exchange his last hugs. i think i saw dawn too. she had her arm in Brilliant's.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;he checked in at the counter closest to me, at the right side of the hall. while waiting, he turned, looked at me for a few sec. big smile on his face. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;big smile but sadness behind tat smile&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. i gave him my biggest smile i had too. i wanted him to remember &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;the smile he always liked to see on my face.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; i mean, i really smiled happily, for him. i havent felt sincerly happy for a long time. tat 30sec i watched him was a fully sincere and happy smile. i signaled smth to him. then he smiled somemore. haha.. then i think.. i think ah.. he teared abit? haha.. all his frens waving goodbye to him frantically. could tell he wanted to say more to them. but he had to go le.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;i was to meet ben n jacq for supper. but jacq couldnt make it at the last min. so ben came to look for me. while we were still figuring out wat to eat, Brilliant called =). he called, thanked me for being there. i told him things tat i would've told him face to face. but at least he heard those words himself =). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;i wanted him to noe how i feel.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i realise i cant let go.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; i've jux been &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;avoiding &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;the whole matter all these while. though i hate to admit, but i feel wat mr nobody said was right. yeah Brilliant might have done a few things tat i wasnt happy with or things tat made me feel tat he betrayed my trust. but tat doesnt mean tat i should label him n sterotype him. see this? this is how far i went.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/sweetjam90/?action=view&amp;amp;current=puch1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="pouch" src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/sweetjam90/puch1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;i've nvr meant to publicise this. but then again, i think i owe some frens some explanation. i mean, i still have my privacy n stuff. im not revealing everything okay. jus the things tat can be revealed. heh. anyway..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i have alot of regrets.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; ever since that sunday nite tat i couldnt stop crying when mr nobody sort of told me off. i had been debating with myself. should i go? should i not. yeah i could have been looking too much into the matter with dawn or wat was going on in his mind. but it was all my assumption. i was guessing. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i din noe the facts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#996633;"&gt;so yeah, i admit its my fault. its my stubborn temper. its &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;my bad&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. to be honest, i regret not agreeing Brilliant on fri. its the 2nd time he made that request. yeah i couldnt help feeling tat i was being cheated by him. i couldnt help thinking tat his decision had smth to do with dawn. i couldnt help but feel jealous (hey, showed tat i felt smth for him k). &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;now i cant help but regret tat i hadnt done anything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; n all these while i thought i was okay with it. i though i'd put it all behind me. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;but i didnt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;i felt nervous. my face felt hot. i wanted to see him for the last time. even if he didnt noe i was there, i wanted to see him. i wanted to remember Brilliant the best way i can remember him.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i want Brilliant to be mine n only mine.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt; yeah its gonna be difficult. but i believe love is powerful. it takes 2 hands to clap. so Brilliant, wat do u say? =) or am i jus thinking too much? =( heh..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8742135312856773160-2856960294747279742?l=sillyjam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sillyjam.blogspot.com/feeds/2856960294747279742/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8742135312856773160&amp;postID=2856960294747279742' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742135312856773160/posts/default/2856960294747279742'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742135312856773160/posts/default/2856960294747279742'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillyjam.blogspot.com/2008/10/brilliants-departure.html' title='brilliant&apos;s departure'/><author><name>SweetJam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01866123702935002677</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-8742135312856773160.post-2456114104768832574</id><published>2008-09-28T23:44:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T23:46:30.377+08:00</updated><title type='text'>help</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;the feeling's back. im breaking down again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; him, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i tried&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; my best. then everything jus shattered into pieces. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;no i don have to courage to stand up again. who's gonna pick me up? i think i need help soon. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;crying myself to sleep...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8742135312856773160-2456114104768832574?l=sillyjam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sillyjam.blogspot.com/feeds/2456114104768832574/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8742135312856773160&amp;postID=2456114104768832574' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742135312856773160/posts/default/2456114104768832574'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742135312856773160/posts/default/2456114104768832574'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillyjam.blogspot.com/2008/09/help.html' title='help'/><author><name>SweetJam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01866123702935002677</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-8742135312856773160.post-239623957146767152</id><published>2008-09-28T02:29:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T02:30:30.996+08:00</updated><title type='text'>no one reading blog?</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;then again, like no one reading my blog le hor? haix..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8742135312856773160-239623957146767152?l=sillyjam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sillyjam.blogspot.com/feeds/239623957146767152/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8742135312856773160&amp;postID=239623957146767152' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742135312856773160/posts/default/239623957146767152'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742135312856773160/posts/default/239623957146767152'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillyjam.blogspot.com/2008/09/no-one-reading-blog.html' title='no one reading blog?'/><author><name>SweetJam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01866123702935002677</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-8742135312856773160.post-3559154572355657254</id><published>2008-09-28T02:05:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-28T02:29:30.116+08:00</updated><title type='text'>no supper</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;its 2am in the morning. eugene finally said he cant make it for supper. abt time too. wait until tired le. lol. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;haix. like wan talk abt some things yet don wan talk. zzz..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8742135312856773160-3559154572355657254?l=sillyjam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sillyjam.blogspot.com/feeds/3559154572355657254/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8742135312856773160&amp;postID=3559154572355657254' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742135312856773160/posts/default/3559154572355657254'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742135312856773160/posts/default/3559154572355657254'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillyjam.blogspot.com/2008/09/no-supper.html' title='no supper'/><author><name>SweetJam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01866123702935002677</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-8742135312856773160.post-6460309393744789598</id><published>2008-09-27T02:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-27T02:18:01.569+08:00</updated><title type='text'>past the point of no return</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;'past... the point of no return...'? - phantom of the opera&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;its gonna take twice as hard to convince me tat i should be with u. no matter who u are. (= &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;once bitten, twice shy. i told u im affected by it. very affected by it. dont tell me things that wont come true. dont give me false hopes. dont tell me u &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;love&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; me when u dont.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8742135312856773160-6460309393744789598?l=sillyjam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sillyjam.blogspot.com/feeds/6460309393744789598/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8742135312856773160&amp;postID=6460309393744789598' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742135312856773160/posts/default/6460309393744789598'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742135312856773160/posts/default/6460309393744789598'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillyjam.blogspot.com/2008/09/past-point-of-no-return.html' title='past the point of no return'/><author><name>SweetJam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01866123702935002677</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-8742135312856773160.post-856265557283516975</id><published>2008-09-25T19:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-25T19:58:07.480+08:00</updated><title type='text'>random post 8</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;okay i have alot of things to mention. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;firstly, msn is super lag today. i have no idea why. in fact, the whole net is super slow. must be the peak-hr flow thingy. its 7.15pm now. yeah im back early...... anyway, its irritating. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;secondly, i have a bad feeling abt applying leave to get outta town nxt fri evening. haix... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;thirdly, im in a state of shock. i jux confirmed n reconfirmed somethings and i cant believe tat these 'things' do exsist. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;fourthly (is there such a word?), im so tired. so sleepy..... zzz...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;mom din tell me she wasnt cooking for the nite. so i rejected the dinner offer by steven. shui zhi dao. half dead n hungry state, she tell me she didnt cook. dad was like.. 'eh wan go eat now?' then i was like, okay lor, heat the food up lor. only then dumb dumb realise tat there isn't any food to heat up. -.- anyway, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;congrats steven&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; for passing ur driving test! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;ais. i noticed those eyes. i DID but i choose not to read into it. gosh. things happen when u least expect it. i was really... 'bu ke neng de laaaaaa!' but it happened. gosh. still shocked. n its been over such a long time already..... argh........&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;random statement: i like ppl with dreams. realistic dreams, of cox. lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;gosh im so stone-d. was at smu's recreation area with tzehern eugene n jacq. ben was there too but left pretty early to head back to school. really stoning le. super tired. tat probably explains why this post is so haphazardly written.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;another concert coming up. this is similar to the one on the 3rd sept. but more songs are played. and all the songs im playing are so freaking difficult, im not sure whether i can even get thru the perc ensemble piece. i havent learn to multi-count. LOL. okay at least not at a super fast speed la. haha.. i have no idea why the publicity is not up. anyway.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;NAFA Concert Series 08/09&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Brass, Percussion and Wind Band &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lee Foundation Theatre &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;14th Oct 2008 Tuesday &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;7.30pm (i think) &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#009900;"&gt;will update on this again. (= &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;oh shit, im getting crappier. better stop now. i sooo need to sleep after dinner.. zzz...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;its hard to move on, espcially after you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8742135312856773160-856265557283516975?l=sillyjam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sillyjam.blogspot.com/feeds/856265557283516975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8742135312856773160&amp;postID=856265557283516975' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742135312856773160/posts/default/856265557283516975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742135312856773160/posts/default/856265557283516975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillyjam.blogspot.com/2008/09/random-post-8.html' title='random post 8'/><author><name>SweetJam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01866123702935002677</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-8742135312856773160.post-4517363361971468053</id><published>2008-09-21T04:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-21T04:24:01.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'>too good to be true</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;sometimes when things get too good to be true, wat do u do? do u &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;enjoy the moment&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; n jus wait n see wat happens next? or do u keep doing &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;reality checks&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, analyzing wat is the possibility rate of the good dream coming true?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;personally, i have already &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;stopped fighting&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; for things tat i want to happen. im very tired of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;trying hard n failing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. yes i admit, its affecting for certain things in school and in work, but im trying hard to split my mind concept on these 2 very different issues. anyway.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;if smth happens, it happens. someone asked me (yesterday)  : do u intend to have a bf? i paused for a bit. then answered: haha.. if it happens, it happens lor. it doesnt really matter to me anymore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;so when things become too good to be true, i keep my mind really open. cox&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; if its meant to happen, it'll happen&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. i recently heard a quote: i rather marry someone who loves me more than i love him, becox im already very afraid of getting hurt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;hj made an impact on my life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. and hence altered the way i view life. i'll nvr see relationships the same way as i did before i met hj. it doesnt mean anything drastic la. it jus means tat if someone were to come by, it'll take them twice as hard as it used to be, to convince me im the love of their life. tat means, its pretty impossible la. heh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;good nite world. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;good morning to hell of a I.S.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc0000;"&gt;mark's back = oh shit&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8742135312856773160-4517363361971468053?l=sillyjam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sillyjam.blogspot.com/feeds/4517363361971468053/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8742135312856773160&amp;postID=4517363361971468053' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742135312856773160/posts/default/4517363361971468053'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742135312856773160/posts/default/4517363361971468053'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillyjam.blogspot.com/2008/09/too-good-to-be-true.html' title='too good to be true'/><author><name>SweetJam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01866123702935002677</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-8742135312856773160.post-5589003803844428977</id><published>2008-09-20T02:36:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-20T03:26:23.061+08:00</updated><title type='text'>friday chiong</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;today's fri.. jus got home not too long ago.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;after piano lesson at nafa, was to meet &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;mr nobody.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; but he was taking too long. i wanted to practise, but was caught off guard by mr adams using the percussion room to conduct a rehearsal. saw too many obstacles to move the drum out. so decided to gao ding when im home instead.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;after hanging around for more than an hour, mr nobody finally arrived at PS at abt &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;2pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. then he had to do some admin work at the bank. so another hr gone. he asked me to help him up in filling some forms and for tat favour, he said he'll treat me lunch. O.o LOL. so lame. but he later insisted la. lol. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;lunch was at &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;swensons&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. think mr nobody was in good mood. ordered &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;choc fondue,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; especially when he was still recovering from a cough. he said he decided to not smoke for the day, which he finally didnt keep to. lol. so i guess the choc was the substitute? lol.. okay he probably was really in good mood. he decided to go back to tampines with me, which is like, once in a blue moon. lol.. aaaand, i was joking abt him going back with me. o.o &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;back in tampines, we walked walked walked and ended up at the GV box office. decided we wanted to catch &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Money Not Enough 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; in an hour's time. so we bought our tix n headed out of the mall. tats where he started on his 1st cigarette. zzzz -.- chatted for an hour n then headed up le. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Money Not Enough 2 was pretty funny yet heartwarming at the same time. nice show la. but its mostly in hokkien, much to my disadvantage. very singaporean though. hahahha.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;mr nobody walked me home after the show. reached home jus before 10pm. then benjamin n jacq n smsed. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;meet 11.15 at pasir ris mrt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. wha win liao. LOL.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;so yes, im actually home from 'chionging'. think im a bit high. feeling abit woozy, having quite a bad headache. was thinking how come i can get drunk (although a little) jux by having one glass of volka with orange juice. the last time i drank, it was half the bottle of some kinda peach wine. was totally fine. ben (who drove me home) suggested it was harder liquor. i thought, cannot be ma, one glass only leh. then when i was almost home, i found my ans. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i din eat dinner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. gosh. wat a strong effect it has on an empty stomach. zzz...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;okay im going to bed real soon. really tired le.. zzz... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;good nite world :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div 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chiong'/><author><name>SweetJam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01866123702935002677</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-8742135312856773160.post-11634014329746486</id><published>2008-09-18T21:22:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-18T21:23:58.565+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cheated again</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;wat do u do when u feel cheated again, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;and again.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cccccc;"&gt;and again?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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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-8742135312856773160.post-7030555630103212959</id><published>2008-09-17T00:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-17T00:09:56.485+08:00</updated><title type='text'>random</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;spent like 2 hours reading every single review i can find on turandot, online. some were pretty funny, some were pretty harsh n straightforward. others were really encouraging :D&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;joey's gone for NS and so is lester, a day later..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;its hard to live without loving someone. haix&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8742135312856773160-7030555630103212959?l=sillyjam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sillyjam.blogspot.com/feeds/7030555630103212959/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8742135312856773160&amp;postID=7030555630103212959' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742135312856773160/posts/default/7030555630103212959'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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nobody'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. agreed to meet tat nite for dinner, after he was done with work. we were supposed to meet at abt 6 at east coast area. at 5pm, he msg me, saying he owes me a treat; he cant leave till after 8pm. aaaaand, his work place is jurong. gosh. but since mr nobody had ever came aaaaall the way to tampines to meet me for a meal a few mths back, i tot this fren is worth tat little sacrifice. so i headed to jurong east after i was done practising in sch. purposely extended my usual practice time so tat i could kill the extra hours i had to wait for him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;we finally ended up at &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;holland village&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; at around 10? think so. after a really heavy dinner and a long chat. we thought we were heading home already. it was already about 12.30. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;somehow, we ended up at &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;east coast park&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. LOL. so we took a reeeeeeally long walk. finally stopped at area B to sit n chat. it was about almost 2am? yeah around there. sat there n chat till it started to drizzle. then we moved to a nearby pavillion, where someone was slping. lol. we sat till 4am, and was forced to leave. the sky was threatening, and the wind speeds suddenly changed. there was a storm coming. so we headed back towards the cove as fast as we could. we werel pretty wet by the time we reached mac. lol. we decided we wanna grab a bite before heading back, so we had a mac meal each. i met yong lin at tat time. gosh, to bump into a classmate at &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;4am &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;in the morning is abit.. rare huh. lol. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;finally headed home at around 4.30. mr nobody was starting to run a slight fever le. he was already sick cox he lost alot of slp for a few nites. yikes. n he still super nice to me lor. zzz. make me feel guilty only. haiz. he walked me to my doorstep before heading back down to cab home. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;so he basically returned a few favours of mine tat nite: treat to dinner, walk at east coast and gave me a hug. yup he owed me these 3 stuff n he duly returned those favours. LOL. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;so i went to bed at &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;6.15am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; on saturday morning. mr png called and msged me at 8+ tat morning too. he was trying to reach me. he wanted me to head to nanchiau tat morning to tutor the percussion section. wha. not bad huh? call me 1 hr before im needed eh? of cox i din pick up. charging phone = silent-off phone. dont like my phone to wake me up when im asleep. besides, if i were to really be woken up by a ringing phone, i have a really bad response to tat. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;anyway, slept till abt 1+ or 2 in the afternoon. mom's students kept me awake for very long. couldnt get back to slp after tat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;saturday's highlight was the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ndp appreciation dinner&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. spent the whole afternoon practising flute and playing abit of the piano. left for candice's place at 5pm. was late for the dinner, but i was the 1st few to be there. apparently, everyone either backed out last minute or was lost somewhere in bedok area. lol. dinner was fun towards the end. there was alot of food left, so we tried to help finish it. we played dai di, using the ranking system. the 'commoner', or the 3rd person to end the games, would have to eat 3 pieces of food from the buffet, usually 2 pieces of chicken drumstick and 1 piece of samosa or spring roll. gosh, i had to do the forfeit for 2 rounds. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;then i suggested a change in the forfeit. instead of finishing the food, we had to&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; finish the drink&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. the fruit punch. we had 2 tumblers of it, and the total estimated amt of drinks we had left was equivalent to tat of one tumbler. can u imagine how much each person drank? the rules were tat the 3rd person to end the game had to drink up 1 cup of fruit punch, the 4th person to have 2 cups. and the last person to have 4 cups. benjamin kept ending the game last. so he had like... 20-odd cups of fruit punch? my god. lol.. i think tze hern did the most forfeit tat night. he had a few rounds of food and also 20-odd cups of fruit punch. i didnt play as much when it came to the fruit punch rounds, had a total of 2 cups only. lol.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;when we &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;finally left at 11pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; at the lock up time, alan, tzehern and i headed to tampines in ben's car. we caught babylon a.d. at midnite at tampines. the ending was abit 'errr...'. after movie, we considered for quite sometime wat to do nxt. after alot of discussions and contemplates, we dropped by pasir ris park for a while and left at 3am. ben sent alan and tzehern all the way back to the north west side. i decided to keep ben company as i din wan him to fall asleep when he's all alone after sending the 2 guys back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;reached home at4am.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; had a nice bath and its 5am now. think im really tired already cox i seem to be talking in a funny way. hahha.. had fun today with the gang tat hardly hangs out. hahha... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;good nite world.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' 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dinner'/><author><name>SweetJam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01866123702935002677</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-8742135312856773160.post-8115362300748712928</id><published>2008-09-12T01:34:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-14T04:28:37.429+08:00</updated><title type='text'>its over</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;11 july 2008 to 11 sept 2008.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; its a memoriable 2 mths for me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;experienced a roller coaster ride of emotions i've nvr experienced so intensively in my life before. i had determination which never lasted so long before. i nvr loved like this before.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6600cc;"&gt;i don wanna try to convince him anymore. it too me mths to complete that gift. if i cant move his heart with that, no use trying anymore le. even if i give up my virginitry for him, its also isnt gonna work cox if he can nvr let go of his ex, he'll nvr be free to love someone else wholeheartedly. im glad i made this surprise trip today cox it made me done smth tat i wanna do mths ago. i've shown to my best ability how far im willing to go for someone i love so much. but if i still cant move the heart of the one i love, then i think i've truely lost to the one he loves.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;somehow this time i feel like a stone being lifted from my heart. like i've lost the battle fair n square. yes im upset about it. cant help but sobbed on the way back to tampines. but then again, i've made up my mind tat sept 11 is either make it or break it. since it was broken. i shall leave it as broken. i wont try to mend it already cox it only brings me pain n nth else. i've tried my best. i din make it. i lost. i stood firm 5 times. this time i really lost it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;its over.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8742135312856773160-8115362300748712928?l=sillyjam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sillyjam.blogspot.com/feeds/8115362300748712928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8742135312856773160&amp;postID=8115362300748712928' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742135312856773160/posts/default/8115362300748712928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;im sincere and put in my best for it. but i seem to end up getting hurt. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;when will this stop? who's gonna stop it for me? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;sobx.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8742135312856773160-2593283984998132856?l=sillyjam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8742135312856773160.post-5467229379449247430</id><published>2008-09-06T23:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-06T23:48:43.469+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i noe wat i want</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;sillyjam knows wat she wants already ^_^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8742135312856773160-5467229379449247430?l=sillyjam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sillyjam.blogspot.com/feeds/5467229379449247430/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8742135312856773160&amp;postID=5467229379449247430' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742135312856773160/posts/default/5467229379449247430'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742135312856773160/posts/default/5467229379449247430'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillyjam.blogspot.com/2008/09/i-noe-wat-i-want.html' title='i noe wat i want'/><author><name>SweetJam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01866123702935002677</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-8742135312856773160.post-5751968651088470117</id><published>2008-09-04T18:10:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-09-04T18:39:00.959+08:00</updated><title type='text'>post turandot</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;its thursday, 6.10pm now. and i'm at &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! :D this is like the 1st time in &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;MONTHS &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;tat im home early? heh.. yay!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;turandot production is FINALLY over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. whoa. wed was the last show, and yes, it definitely was the best show among the 5. although we also got abit too excited in the beginning, the rest of the opera had alot of really nice acting. finally, we noe wat we're singing. lol. no choir practices for the rest of the year! tat means more time to practise in sch :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;im a little upset tat i had to miss teachers' day celebrations on fri cox of turandot. haix. seeing ex-classmates gathering and presents in their arms around CBD area didnt help much either. haix..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;speaking about ex-classmates, i jus got back from prss actually. they had holiday practice today. its the 2nd practice of trying out The Merry Widow. i've seen and heard bands play this before. its not easy. but i haven really tried playing it before. i played one percussion part. and i felt like i was doing &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;shuttle runs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. gosh. so tired. there was a section where i had 5 bars of 2/4 time to run from one end (bells) to the middle of the room (bass drum). and cox the trombones kept rushing, sir repeated tat section many times. huanting also had to run. but after trying a few times, she gave up cox she jus couldnt make it in time. so we went thru tat particular section for almost 10 times. it was like practising shuttle run. wha. so tired. the fact tat i was sight reading the mallet parts didnt help either. both 2-mallet and 4-mallet parts had their difficulties. watever it is, it was difficult. and im beat. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;had &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;platform concert&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; on wednesday too. i performed a duo with yiang shan. tot it was pretty okay. could have been better though. the band segment.. it was rather.. messy. threanody (is tat how its spelt? lol) was pretty nice. and i still think i look pretty funny, a short small gal trying very hard to reach the top of the chimes to hit them, and stay in tat position for a few minutes. lol. sinfonietta, as usual, my favourite, was all about running about. mr adams told the audience to not mind the percussion running about. hello, i'm the only one running about lor. cox it seems like im the only one who has time and needs to run about. anyways, it was a good concert. not fantastic, but good. benjamin huang turned up. lol.. he was invited by samatha. i was really looking forward to hj turning up too. but then.. haix nvm. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;saturday's nearing le ^_^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;omg! im so sorry jia jun.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; i noe i promised u to come up with a composition. gosh, im so dead. deadline's toml. ahhhhh... u noe the best part? i havent even started......&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8742135312856773160-5751968651088470117?l=sillyjam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8742135312856773160.post-1724171013921854500</id><published>2008-08-31T15:13:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-31T15:45:10.835+08:00</updated><title type='text'>turandot 2 down, 3 to go</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;2 shows down. 3 more to go. i finally have sometime to talk abt wat has happened. actually, i've been updating all the while rite? so not tat bad la hor? lol.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;yesterday was show 2. SSO was having a concert 'next door' at the concert hall. jon offered me a free ticket to the concert, but i had turandot to sing to. so i told him i cant go, but can meet him backstage. lol.. guess wat, i really did meet him backstage. like, bumping into him. and he was like O.O i wan a picture with u. lol.. after talking for almost 10 min, i almost left when i saw mark. and he too was really, stunned O.O lol.. he said he prefered my outfit than his. LOL. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/sweetjam90/?action=view&amp;amp;current=jonturandot.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/sweetjam90/jonturandot.jpg" border="0" alt="jonturandot" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;all the photos tat i have from turandot are now in face book. its abit difficult to upload all here.. so.. go to facebook! :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;soon soon soon!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8742135312856773160-1724171013921854500?l=sillyjam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sillyjam.blogspot.com/feeds/1724171013921854500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8742135312856773160&amp;postID=1724171013921854500' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742135312856773160/posts/default/1724171013921854500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742135312856773160/posts/default/1724171013921854500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillyjam.blogspot.com/2008/08/turandot-2-down-3-to-go.html' title='turandot 2 down, 3 to go'/><author><name>SweetJam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01866123702935002677</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-8742135312856773160.post-177872238123931799</id><published>2008-08-30T04:28:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-30T04:36:47.298+08:00</updated><title type='text'>platform concert</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;im performing in school again: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;NAFA Platform Concert &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;Featuring Brass, Woodwind and Percussion &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;Lee Foundation Theatre (@NAFA) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;12.30pm &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;Free admission&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;i'm performing. 2 items.. the percussion ensemble and a band piece. super short concert, about an hour long only. the band's playing my current favourite piece though. :D lol.. come watch!!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;today was &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;turandot's opening gala&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. well i thought the 1st act was abit shaky, when it used to be the most stable of all. i think everyone was too excited. we really wanted to 'kill' (moja, in Italian) and hence, sang so loud tat the orchestra could hardly be heard from up there on the stage. think yeh tsung did freak out abit. cox many of us were so confident (like we always were in every rehearsal) tat we din look at him. zzz.. sometimes too into character also not very good eh? lol.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;1 show down, 4 to go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. a mth of sleep to catch up with. zzz.. eugene said i've been looking terrible lately, jux tat dono how to tell me... okay.. must be really terrible then... haixx..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#663366;"&gt;happy birthday eugene :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8742135312856773160-177872238123931799?l=sillyjam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sillyjam.blogspot.com/feeds/177872238123931799/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8742135312856773160&amp;postID=177872238123931799' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742135312856773160/posts/default/177872238123931799'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742135312856773160/posts/default/177872238123931799'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillyjam.blogspot.com/2008/08/platform-concert.html' title='platform concert'/><author><name>SweetJam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01866123702935002677</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-8742135312856773160.post-2939803244408715184</id><published>2008-08-28T00:25:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-28T00:44:41.283+08:00</updated><title type='text'>turandot</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;today's first full dress rehearsal. toml's the 2nd and final one. yesterday's the semi-dress rehearsal. gosh, how i hate makeup. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;photos photos photos.. im so tired.. down with flu cox i strained my voice yesterday. sing too much. zzz. ehhh.. not bad already okay, considering i've been singing non-stop for 2 weeks and i get sore throat only now. but still.. abit too near to actual performance la =( &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/sweetjam90/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P25-08-08_191201.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/sweetjam90/P25-08-08_191201.jpg" border="0" alt="turandot7" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;tats the 'principal' at the back, in blue. its not really blue la. its actually black. but the cam n lighting makes it look blue. haha.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/sweetjam90/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P25-08-08_1912.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/sweetjam90/P25-08-08_1912.jpg" border="0" alt="turandot8" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/sweetjam90/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P25-08-08_1914.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/sweetjam90/P25-08-08_1914.jpg" border="0" alt="turandot6" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;one of my favourite composers - fei yang &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/sweetjam90/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P25-08-08_1915.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/sweetjam90/P25-08-08_1915.jpg" border="0" alt="turandot5" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;this is almost the whole class.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/sweetjam90/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P26-08-08_190401.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/sweetjam90/P26-08-08_190401.jpg" border="0" alt="turandot4" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;this is the semi-dress rehearsal.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;i miss him very very much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8742135312856773160-2939803244408715184?l=sillyjam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sillyjam.blogspot.com/feeds/2939803244408715184/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8742135312856773160&amp;postID=2939803244408715184' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742135312856773160/posts/default/2939803244408715184'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742135312856773160/posts/default/2939803244408715184'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillyjam.blogspot.com/2008/08/turandot.html' title='turandot'/><author><name>SweetJam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01866123702935002677</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-8742135312856773160.post-3729445830921380810</id><published>2008-08-26T01:08:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-26T03:09:53.191+08:00</updated><title type='text'>everything, hj</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;there's so many things i told myself tat im gonna talk abt in my blog, but i didnt. so i'll talk abt &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ALL&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; of them today. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;for a start, i probably mentioned a gazillion times tat im having a &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;packed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; mth. super super packed. u wan take a look at my planner? its &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;all black&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - full of pencil marks, tat is. heh. but after 3rd sept, everything is so clean. gosh. really really clean. or maybe its jux bcox i havent written anything inside -.- &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;anyway, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;term break's 6th sept to 13th sept.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; things to not look forward to is make-up sight singing classes with dr goh and sunday lessons (OMG). things to look forward to, ndp appreciation dinner. kena sabohed to be in planning committee. gosh. as if im not busy enuff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;anyway.. photos photos photos. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;photos were taken by variety of ppl and cameras. so some are pretty good quality, some u need to squint abit. lol. enjoy ppl :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;firstly, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;turandot. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;this is the twins and i during the final rehearsal at rehearsal studio. i finally learnt how to tell them apart. haha... the one on the left is sophie, the younger one. clara's the elder sis. if i pin my hair up, i'll look like their sista. no kidding. wont post tat photo up though =p &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/sweetjam90/?action=view&amp;amp;current=twins2.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="twins" src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/sweetjam90/twins2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;oh my gosh. this is&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; esplanade theater,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; from the stage. those ppl u see in front are the soloists. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/sweetjam90/?action=view&amp;amp;current=Image648.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="turandot4" src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/sweetjam90/Image648.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;random photos.. spot me! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/sweetjam90/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P23-08-08_2112.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="turandot3" src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/sweetjam90/P23-08-08_2112.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;this is supposed to show how big the stage is... but guess u cant see well rite? nvm la. squint! =x &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ccccff;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/sweetjam90/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P23-08-08_211301.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="turandot1" src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/sweetjam90/P23-08-08_211301.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;NIE!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; reached there early for lesson 3. this is the surroundings of nie... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/sweetjam90/?action=view&amp;amp;current=img174.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="nie2" src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/sweetjam90/img174.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/sweetjam90/?action=view&amp;amp;current=img175.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="nie1" src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/sweetjam90/img175.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;u noe army camps are ulu and filled and surrounded with trees and more trees? i feel nie is this way too. army training come out become ORD men. NIE students come out go &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;battle in classrooms&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. zzz.. very encouraging hor? -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;this is the funny one: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/sweetjam90/?action=view&amp;amp;current=img176.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="tzehernname" src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/sweetjam90/img176.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;was out for lunch with tzehern, eugene and jacq. tze hern had a 'name card' which is actually a piece of paper containing his contact for his lecturer cox he volunteered to be the class rep. so he tried to rid the paper by shoving it into my hands. n then i told him i wanted to go to the ladies, and asked him to hold on to it 1st. he refused. so i said i'll paste it on the mirror in the toilet so everyone can see! 2 emails and 1 contact number written on tat piece of paper. so i went in, dabbed a little water on to the full length mirror n&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; stuck the piece of paper onto the mirror&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. n then i took tat photo. went out, showed him the photo and scared the shit outta him. lol..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;he msged me at 10.42pm. he's back. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;had a long thought while on the way home. i felt i have changed alot in the past 2 mths. 11th july was a pretty miraculous day for me. not jus becox mario was a great success, but also tat the success came as a surprise to me and both frens and foes. it was smth tat i never expected to happen when i stayed up weeks to finish writing the ensemble. anyway, tats not my point. my point is, 11th july was a day tat i found someone tat i've nvr been so crazy about. it was a day tat i found someone whom taught me wat love really is. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;but of cox it comes with a price. when things don work out, or for some reason, don seem to work out, i got very frustrated. all of a sudden, i jux changed into the optimistic and cheerful gal into someone who is mentally drained. i used to be the one who keeps thinking tat i should take it easy, at a slow pace. and as a result, i broke quite a few ppls' hearts. i decided it will take me sometime to break the ice tat i have formed around my heart. in a way, its protecting me from falling so deep tat i can get up to realise tat the story between me and a certain 'him' wont come true. at the same time. i din wanna look like i was 'playing around' cox i hate to do tat. i don wan someone to do tat to me jus as much as i don wanna do it to them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;and when i finally met someone im ready to break the ice for, i asked if he was serious about it. he said yes. i warned him if im breaking the ice, it'll take forever to form again. cox its being warmed. and yes, spore IS a very warm place. well anyway, it was broken. by him. and guess wat. i had no bloody idea wat the hell happened, and seemed like his gas pipe refused to get unclogged to to let gas feed the flame. he wanted to turn the gas tap off. so of cox the heart is like raw, bare and hurt. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;gosh, im feeling sleepy already.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;my weakest point is falling in love with someone. i don fall in love easily. but when i do, i don fall outta love as easily either. i may have a short temper, a short patience, a short height, but my love for someone will always last as long as i see no reason to give up my love for him. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;how much clearer do i need to explain myself?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;go to bed la sujuen. he probably doesnt want u anymore. tats why he pushed u away.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;is tat wat i want? certainly not. is tat wat u want? is tat wat WE want? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;im very tired of falling in and outta love already. really very tired. whether this works out or not, it'll probably be my last for quite some time. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;don tell me it takes time and i'll get over it. i noe myself better than tat. don delude urself jux bcox u wanna give up a dream tat partly belongs to someone else.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;su juen, jus shut up and go to bed la.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8742135312856773160-3729445830921380810?l=sillyjam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sillyjam.blogspot.com/feeds/3729445830921380810/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8742135312856773160&amp;postID=3729445830921380810' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742135312856773160/posts/default/3729445830921380810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742135312856773160/posts/default/3729445830921380810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillyjam.blogspot.com/2008/08/everything-hj.html' title='everything, hj'/><author><name>SweetJam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01866123702935002677</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-8742135312856773160.post-6624654836058115822</id><published>2008-08-24T17:07:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-24T17:36:31.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'>feeling smth</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;actually, i felt smth at 4am this morning, while walking home. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;suddenly, it jus seems so calm. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;bu hui ba?!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8742135312856773160-6624654836058115822?l=sillyjam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sillyjam.blogspot.com/feeds/6624654836058115822/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8742135312856773160&amp;postID=6624654836058115822' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' 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style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;so i guess, this is it?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8742135312856773160-6209647404163191290?l=sillyjam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sillyjam.blogspot.com/feeds/6209647404163191290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8742135312856773160&amp;postID=6209647404163191290' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742135312856773160/posts/default/6209647404163191290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742135312856773160/posts/default/6209647404163191290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillyjam.blogspot.com/2008/08/this-is-it.html' title='this is it?'/><author><name>SweetJam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01866123702935002677</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-8742135312856773160.post-7278778915296692496</id><published>2008-08-22T01:34:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-22T02:09:21.278+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dinner with tze hern</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;its 1.30 in the morning. and i feel like getting down to work to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;write a song&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;su juen, u're crazy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;had dinner and a long talk with tze hern. he shared with me alot of things tat gave me a different perspective about things in life. he probably dono im feeling this way, but, thanks tze hern. and ur hands' really small :x eh.. i have proof ok... look at this: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/sweetjam90/?action=view&amp;amp;current=ndp13.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="tzehernhands" src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/sweetjam90/ndp13.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;haha! taken while waiting for debrief to start, during national day preview. the other person who's hand is slightly smaller than mine is edgar's. but he's jus slightly bigger in size than i am. so the one tat facinates me the most, is still tze hern's hands. lol.. he was a commando during NS, so u can expect wat kinda built he has. and the with hands like tat.. it becomes the joke of the ndp logistics team. lol.. okay enuff said. if not he'll beat me up later :x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;24th/25th is getting awfully close. and the vivala recording is out soon. probably get it toml. there're more and more things which remind me of him. this is getting really difficult. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;the long talk with tze hern reminded me tat im someone who cant take negatives for an answer. as in, if u say 'no' to me, i cant take it for an answer, unless u are able to convince me why u said 'no'. J was one example. he jus turned around one day and said 'no', and then severe all ties with me. like, wat the hell does tat mean? it took me almost a year to put the whole matter behind me. and then there's HJ. come on la. he made me so crazy and then he said 'no' also. although he tried to explain, im still not convinced. but all i wan is to have my loved ones be happy. tats why i do things their way. but ultimately, im the one who's feeling all sore cox i don understand and hence, cannot forget the fact tat smth hadn't gone the way i hoped it would and tat it meant alot to me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i mentioned this bcox tzehern unconsciously gave me a reason to give up smth tat i was looking for a reason to give up on. cant catch wat i jus said? read slower lor. if still cant get it, nvm. u're probably tired. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;tzehern, i must say, is a very patient lover. he makes a lot of sacrifices and stick firmly to his beliefs when things go wrong. when tempers fly and frustrations are vented, he always manages to think in many many different perspective, and then evaluate how he should handle the situation. but wat impresses me most is still his patience for the one he really loves and the humility he put himself in for her sake. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;how i wish it would have gone this way...... haix.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;lester and tzehern keep telling me there're still nice guys out there and tat i'll find one myself. but the thing is, how often do u see someone as the 'beauty' in ur eyes? its not everyone who is ur type will fall in love with u and u fall in love with him. get it? no? suan le.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;im starting to talk in circles. i should slp. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8742135312856773160-7278778915296692496?l=sillyjam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sillyjam.blogspot.com/feeds/7278778915296692496/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8742135312856773160&amp;postID=7278778915296692496' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742135312856773160/posts/default/7278778915296692496'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742135312856773160/posts/default/7278778915296692496'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillyjam.blogspot.com/2008/08/dinner-with-tze-hern.html' title='dinner with tze hern'/><author><name>SweetJam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01866123702935002677</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-8742135312856773160.post-981254426207992422</id><published>2008-08-21T01:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-21T01:49:45.417+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tze hern, lester and hj</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;did i mention im finally thru with both my presentations? it also means i've completed part of the band directing module. all in the midst of turandot saga. gosh. it was tough mann. all the lack of slp and heartache and headaches. like finally thru le la. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;i keep having butterflies in my stomach. now tat lookit's left, i cant help but keep being reminded of 24th/25th. im feeling worse tat i did. i thought i got abit more settled already but looks like its getting worse. =( how?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;have been meeting tze hern for the whole week. tats the good thing abt smu and nafa. its so near tat u can meet up for almost all ur meals O.O lol.. he funny guy la. lol.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;was out with lester for the 2nd late night. he still cant get over his heartache, and i share his sorrows with him. so we're like 2 sad ppl. heh. all i told him was look at the bright side of things.... blah blah... in which, a gave an example. watever happened between hj and i din go well and might not ever go well. but i chose to remember the sweeter memories we had. it was short-lived, but it was the few happiest moments of my life. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;i cant help it but be reminded by everything tat he's back soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8742135312856773160-981254426207992422?l=sillyjam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sillyjam.blogspot.com/feeds/981254426207992422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8742135312856773160&amp;postID=981254426207992422' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742135312856773160/posts/default/981254426207992422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742135312856773160/posts/default/981254426207992422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillyjam.blogspot.com/2008/08/tze-hern-lester-and-hj.html' title='tze hern, lester and hj'/><author><name>SweetJam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01866123702935002677</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-8742135312856773160.post-1213081003218098469</id><published>2008-08-20T02:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-20T02:15:25.569+08:00</updated><title type='text'>deprived of sleep</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;haven been sleeping well since last week. in fact, haven been sleeping well all month. either not enuff slp, or cant slp. whichever it is, i am deprived of sleep. luckily the day starts later toml. if not. i really will collapse. and not as if got someone to take care of me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;loo kit's flying off in a few hours. take care mann.. u'll be missed =) loo kit flying off means a day nearer to someone &lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;returning&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;. why am i still talking abt this?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;sometimes i really feel like Liu, a character in Turandot.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc99;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;u noe, u should watch Turandot if u fancy a touching love story.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; don worry, there're subtitles to help u through the language. AND, u can laugh at me on stage... the most expensive tickets are selling fast, or isit already sold out? either one la. if u wan tickets, go sistic get it quick! if not, lemmi noe lor. okay, other than Turandot publicity...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;3rd Sept platform concert &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;i am performing a percussion duo with yiang shan! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;12.30 at NAFA's LFT. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;come watch okaaay. its free.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#339999;"&gt;there's percussion ensemble on 24th Oct, where im performing the same program. but is a concert with the band la. 24th is a day after his bdae. haix. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;im feeling so dead. feeling so tired.. of 'life'. haix....&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8742135312856773160-1213081003218098469?l=sillyjam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sillyjam.blogspot.com/feeds/1213081003218098469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8742135312856773160&amp;postID=1213081003218098469' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742135312856773160/posts/default/1213081003218098469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742135312856773160/posts/default/1213081003218098469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillyjam.blogspot.com/2008/08/deprived-of-sleep.html' title='deprived of sleep'/><author><name>SweetJam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01866123702935002677</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-8742135312856773160.post-2793834649176073229</id><published>2008-08-19T01:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-19T01:55:52.408+08:00</updated><title type='text'>week forecast</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;wan see my schedule this week? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;monday 1808: band directing presentation on building leaderships. school's 9am - 8pm&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;tuesday 1908: NIE presentation on any topic. school's 9am to 10pm (includ turandot rehearsal) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;wednesday 2008: sch 12.30 to 6pm &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;blah blah blah &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;turandot rehearsals from friday 2208 till wed 0309 (except 2408), every night. yes u read it right. every SINGLE night. gosh. this really my 'nightlife' already. zzz..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;other highlights are: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;loo kit flying off on 20th aug. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;smth happening on 24th or 25th aug also. dono if i should remember tat date or not. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;wind, brass, percussion platform on 3rd sept. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;i'm performing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. only one piece though. admission's free at NAFA, 12.30. btw, its a wednesday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;in the last post, i wanted to say tat i felt someone missing me. anyway, i miss him. help.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8742135312856773160-2793834649176073229?l=sillyjam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8742135312856773160.post-3950113846401223192</id><published>2008-08-17T02:41:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-17T03:08:21.052+08:00</updated><title type='text'>random post 7</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;actually wanted to blog, then lost the mood to do so, then decided to jus do it. so here i am. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;rehearsal was boring today. alot of focus on the 'beating up' scene. im not one of the 'beaten' ones, tats why i was so bored. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;turandot is fun already. u guys should watch. its not tat difficult to understand actually. lol &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;i'll continue another day. some things cannot say here. heh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8742135312856773160-3950113846401223192?l=sillyjam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sillyjam.blogspot.com/feeds/3950113846401223192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8742135312856773160&amp;postID=3950113846401223192' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742135312856773160/posts/default/3950113846401223192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742135312856773160/posts/default/3950113846401223192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillyjam.blogspot.com/2008/08/random-post-7.html' title='random post 7'/><author><name>SweetJam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01866123702935002677</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-8742135312856773160.post-4417373855257338217</id><published>2008-08-16T16:37:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-16T17:02:52.764+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lookit chalet.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;had super long day yesterday. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;started with keyboard skills in school in the morning. then rushed to meet samatha and the gals to celebrate her birthday. left a little earlier to meet tze hern and benjamin to cab to tampines, after they've bought loo kit's gift. went to teach/help prss band on the request of sir's. expected to do more but nth much was happening. nvm. then at 4.30, rushed back to school for sight singing class at 5pm. sightsinging was halved. cox dr goh wanted us at the visitor's centre for rehearsal an hour from then. so we had quick dinner and then headed to VC. most of the main cast were there, so we did the 1st and half of the 2nd act. the directed overtimed again. relieased close to 11pm. alysha was heading to downtown and so was i. so we shared cab, cox she was in a rush. so i reached lookit's chalet at about.. 11++pm ba. lol. not many ppl were left, all ndp ppl. all of the log team, except eliz, was there. so the whole lot of us chatted for hours nxt to the pit. talked about almost everything. then it was abt 1am already? ya, around there. everyone settled into the room to play/sleep/watch olympics/chat. eugene and jacq left quite late in the nite.. abt 2am i think? ben n i didnt decide to stay over. neither were we prepared to stay over. but we did... stayed till 7am. lol! i collapsed into slumber at abt 5.30am. zzz. was woken up many times for many reasons. but then finally woke up to leave at about 7.30am. tze hern was also leaving, so alan walked us out. ben came to pick tze hern up as his family was heading to toa payoh, where tze hern lives. i thought of catching the direct bus home. then i changed my mind, alan flagged a cab for me. lol.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;went to bed at &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;8.15am&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. slept till abt noon. and decided i cant go choir like tat. kneeling down would be sleeping soundly. lol. so, i fell back into bed and needless to say, i overslept la. so here i am. finally awake. going off to bugis soon to meet alysha for dinner n then go for 2nd half of choir practice. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;suppose to get esplanade passes today. my 1st esplanade pass. and its to an opera production. gosh. nvr dreamed of tat. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;shall be more dressed down today... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;i wanna sleep. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;oh btw. i dreamt of hj.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;how is this going to work for me?!! =(&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8742135312856773160-4417373855257338217?l=sillyjam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sillyjam.blogspot.com/feeds/4417373855257338217/comments/default' title='Post 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type='text'>sleepy</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;gosh. i need slp. too much fun today... zzz.. and im gonna miss this fun cox after next week, loo kit wont be part of it already. and i think a mth's nightmare is waiting for me. haix.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;but i wont go to bed, at least till i've put my ideas for my 2 presentations; one on monday, the next on tuesday, down in words ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8742135312856773160-6944491715819857823?l=sillyjam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sillyjam.blogspot.com/feeds/6944491715819857823/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8742135312856773160&amp;postID=6944491715819857823' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742135312856773160/posts/default/6944491715819857823'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742135312856773160/posts/default/6944491715819857823'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillyjam.blogspot.com/2008/08/sleepy.html' title='sleepy'/><author><name>SweetJam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01866123702935002677</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-8742135312856773160.post-8360248177529211158</id><published>2008-08-14T02:19:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-14T02:20:25.176+08:00</updated><title type='text'>not helping</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;if u mean wat u say, then it ain't gonna help if u keep reminding me how much i love you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8742135312856773160-8360248177529211158?l=sillyjam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sillyjam.blogspot.com/feeds/8360248177529211158/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8742135312856773160.post-5381929458917038407</id><published>2008-08-13T19:59:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-13T20:01:14.908+08:00</updated><title type='text'>agony</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;ARGH!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;im giving up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;its only been 24 hrs, and im in agony already.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8742135312856773160-5381929458917038407?l=sillyjam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sillyjam.blogspot.com/feeds/5381929458917038407/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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type='text'>recurring nightmare</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;why does this always have to happen? its jus like a recurring nightmare.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8742135312856773160-2194400829909261003?l=sillyjam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sillyjam.blogspot.com/feeds/2194400829909261003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8742135312856773160&amp;postID=2194400829909261003' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742135312856773160/posts/default/2194400829909261003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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life. to me, its abt trusting and believing in someone no matter wat happens. to me, its about giving in to someone so long it doesnt go against my will. to me, its about going thru the thick and thins of a relationship together, be it distance or understanding one another. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;when i say i love you, i mean i find u perfect, despite ur short-comings and 'imperfections'. when i say i love you, i mean i respect u for who u are, ur views and opinions of life. when i say i love you, i mean i trust and believe in u, no matter where u are, or wat happens. when i say i love you, i mean i'll give in to u so long it doesnt go against my will and principles. when i say i love you, i mean i want to go thru the thick and thins, the difficult and happy times of a relationship together, be it distance or understanding one another. when i say i love you, i mean i wanna spend the rest of my life with u. &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;when u say u love me, i hope u mean it. to fall in love is always a bliss. but to fall out of love isnt tat simple. i hope i didnt misplace my trust, i really do. oh wait, did u even say u love me? &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;don ask me to forget abt it. cox if u wanted me to, u wouldnt have turn around then. when i make a decision, i wont turn around. u said i was stubborn. well, tats how stubborn i really am. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8742135312856773160-6253765071899027547?l=sillyjam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sillyjam.blogspot.com/feeds/6253765071899027547/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8742135312856773160&amp;postID=6253765071899027547' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742135312856773160/posts/default/6253765071899027547'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742135312856773160/posts/default/6253765071899027547'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillyjam.blogspot.com/2008/08/love.html' title='love'/><author><name>SweetJam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01866123702935002677</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-8742135312856773160.post-3384978564219902120</id><published>2008-08-11T22:40:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T22:42:30.460+08:00</updated><title type='text'>threw up</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#33cc00;"&gt;i m home. threw up on the way home. felt muvch better after throwing up. but its back again. gosh. wats happening? not food poisoning i hope? then all nafa-ians will be at risk. cox the chicken rice i ate is in the heart of nafa. or isit jus tat orange juice and chicken rice don go well? watever it is, im not doing well. ugh...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8742135312856773160-3384978564219902120?l=sillyjam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8742135312856773160.post-1712890458435929119</id><published>2008-08-11T00:27:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-11T00:46:49.384+08:00</updated><title type='text'>post ndp and turandot</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;gosh.. my shoulders are &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;sore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; worse than preview, if u read the last posts. felt like a rusty machine today. lack of sleep + aching shoulders + 7 hours of turandot = shag. almost couldnt wake up today. super tired. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;turandot is getting fun. oh btw, im not jus singing for the opera. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;acting too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. gosh. difficult to get the words right. its ITALIANO. lytt how to perform? zzz. anyway, the only thing i hate abt this is the long practice hours and the fact tat its in italian. lol. 1st show's on 29th aug, or isit 30th? ah, one of those luh :x &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;ok, i shall go to bed. ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8742135312856773160-1712890458435929119?l=sillyjam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sillyjam.blogspot.com/feeds/1712890458435929119/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8742135312856773160&amp;postID=1712890458435929119' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY TO LAW FATT!! (080808) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY TO SINGAPORE!! (090808)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;HAPPY BELATED BIRTHDAY TO RAY!! (090808) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO CARIEEEEE!! (100808) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wha.. 4 birthdays in 3 days.. lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;friday's rehearsal was good. the director was really, a director lor. lol.. as in, he could really play out the whole opera in his mind, describe to all of us the emotion he wants. how we should move, feel and react, and even the minute details like who wears wat and holds wat prop. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6666cc;"&gt;we did the whole of act one O.O &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;there's rehearsal toml. or rather, later. yes, rehearsal on sunday. 3-10pm somemore. wha lao. zzz.. i better get to slp soon. i got a feeling he's doing act two for the sunday rehearsal. im like, so dead le. havent memorised the words. argh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;monday's &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;percussion sharing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, and i havent run-thru in my mind how i wanna do it. i've done it many times le, but still, need to rehearse in my mind de rite? anyway, its sharing, not presentation. so its more informal. lol.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;so im back from &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;national day parade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. like, finally! lol.. met up at 10am to get water for the volunteers. wanna guess how many bottles? 1200 bottles. tats 100 cartons. and our manpower? at 10am, it was 3 ppl - loo kit, eliz and i. siao rite? collection point is benjamin shears bridge. GOSH. but the CQ took soooo long tat the others arrived. so we split the job. i went with the guys to help move water. and in the end, i ended up standing aside watching them move. cox the army guys were around, and they seemed to have phobia of allowing females to do the 'physical work'. lol.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;anyway.. lunch, and then breifing. after being 11min late of submitting attendance, and counting almost 5 times to get the correct figures, loo kit and i calculated today's attendance was about 96%!! whaaa.. haven seen such a high figure for long time le. lol.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;so.. today was alot more physical work done in all the 5 shows i've done. also one of the most fun, most dirty and most smelly days i've had. probably cox there were a few different things in the show itself, the many many movement of water and food, and the clearing of 3 boxes of after-dinner rubbish and 3 bags of trash, all by myself cox ben and tze hern accidentally tore one of the boxes so badly tat all the food scraps came falling out. as tze hern say, after tonite, i'll become much stronger. thanks to all the movements. zzz.. think serious shouder ache more like it luh.. T.T &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;airshow was also longer than the usual ones, and fireworks display, although similar every year, is different tonite cox i kept smiling at the thought tat kept coming into head. ^_^ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;i had 3 tickets. somehow, 3 tickets. not only 1 tat i used to mention. 2 went to xing you, 1 for sir. saw them at the parade. haha.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;the show finished at 9pm. crowded cleared in 15 min.. then there was alot of cheering and photo-taking. and in short, i left the promenade at past midnite with a funpack. it was off to final supper with everyone else. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999900;"&gt;after 2 hours of chatting/eating/gossiping/discussing... finally headed home. hitched a ride from kenneth and got home 10 min before 3am. din realise i was so tired until i finally plonked down in my seat after a much-needed bath. gosh. so sleepy.. u see my paragraphs getting shorter and shorter? LOL..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993300;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;turandot&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; in 11 hrs time. i want to sleep. zzz...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;photos will be up when i recieve them :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8742135312856773160-1304117892489693766?l=sillyjam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sillyjam.blogspot.com/feeds/1304117892489693766/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8742135312856773160&amp;postID=1304117892489693766' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742135312856773160/posts/default/1304117892489693766'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742135312856773160/posts/default/1304117892489693766'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillyjam.blogspot.com/2008/08/national-day.html' title='national day'/><author><name>SweetJam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01866123702935002677</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-8742135312856773160.post-7681315770239970940</id><published>2008-08-08T02:34:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-08T02:35:32.402+08:00</updated><title type='text'>IQ test</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;facebook says my IQ's 133. cannot be rite? hj already 118 leh.. O.o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8742135312856773160-7681315770239970940?l=sillyjam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sillyjam.blogspot.com/feeds/7681315770239970940/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8742135312856773160&amp;postID=7681315770239970940' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742135312856773160/posts/default/7681315770239970940'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742135312856773160/posts/default/7681315770239970940'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillyjam.blogspot.com/2008/08/iq-test.html' title='IQ test'/><author><name>SweetJam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01866123702935002677</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-8742135312856773160.post-1123464660072528720</id><published>2008-08-08T00:39:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-08T01:09:42.137+08:00</updated><title type='text'>dip perf, sch, and him</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;someone complained i didnt blog. lol.. not didnt blog luh. thinking of HOW to blog. language isn't exactly my 'killer' weapon. so.. must put some thought to it rite? hehhe.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff66;"&gt;anyway..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;hmm.. hasn't been fantastic these few days. especially the moment where i &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;slipped and fell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; in the kitchen. hit my left butt and shoulder real hard. was sore and dazed for a few minutes. but i was lucky not to fall in the toilet. consequences would be worse.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;school's been &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;messy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. im talking abt the timetables. rehearsals shifted around, lessons changed, re-arrangement of classes. gosh. feels like its never ending. if nafa has to improve one thing in the academy, it would be the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;admin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; system. really. zzz. ok time to stop complaining.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;hmm.. about &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;14 days&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; more to the return. getting impatient le.. zzz.. distance relationships are never easy to maintain. but i believe with trust, confidence and love for one another, it'll work out jus fine. :) its tough, but its not impossible. i may not read law, but i believe tat we shape and write our own laws in relationships. am i talking too much? yeah think so. shhh.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;should i go for trinity/abrsm performance diploma? or try competitions 1st? nafa's concerto competition ma? hmmm... &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;any suggestions/advice?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; came across this youtube video, thought this piece is pretty cute.. haha.. Koppel's marimba concerto, 3rd movement. here's the link: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://uk.youtube.com/watch?v=nwpfaW6YZxA"&gt;http://uk.youtube.com/watch?v=nwpfaW6YZxA&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;im definitely not myself lately.. even this post is abit perculiar.. excited? of cox! restless? obviously. cant wait la. lol.. sillyboy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;truckloads of love.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8742135312856773160-1123464660072528720?l=sillyjam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sillyjam.blogspot.com/feeds/1123464660072528720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8742135312856773160&amp;postID=1123464660072528720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742135312856773160/posts/default/1123464660072528720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742135312856773160/posts/default/1123464660072528720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillyjam.blogspot.com/2008/08/someone-complained-i-didnt-blog.html' title='dip perf, sch, and him'/><author><name>SweetJam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01866123702935002677</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-8742135312856773160.post-932023820344036037</id><published>2008-08-04T23:27:00.004+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-05T00:05:57.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'>all i ask of u</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;i've always been a big fan of &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;The Phantom of The Opera&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. its a musical, not an opera. lol.. so of cox, i love the sound tracks, and this is one tat i cant get outta my head. i finally decided to look up the lyrics. enjoy ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;No more talk of darkness,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;forget these wide-eyed fears;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I'm here, nothing can harm you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;my words will warm and calm you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Let me be your freedom,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;let daylight dry your tears;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;I'm here, with you, beside you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;to guard you and to guide you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Say you'll love me ev'ry waking moment;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;turn my head with talk of summertime.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Say you need me with you now and always;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;promise me that all you say is true,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;that's all I ask of you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Let me be your shelter, let me be your light;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;you're safe, no one will find you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;your fears are far behind you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;All I want is freedom,a world with no more night;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;and you, always beside me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;to hold me and to hide me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Then say you'll share with me one love, one lifetime;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;let me lead you from you solitude.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Say you need me with you, here beside you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;anywhere you go, let me go too,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;that's all I ask of you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Say you'll share with me one love, one lifetime.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Say the word and I will follow you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Share each day with me, each night, each morning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Say you love me...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;You know I do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Love me, that's all I ask of you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Anywhere you go let me go too&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;Love me...that's all I ask of you. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;ahh.. im still having aching shoulders. especially the left shoulder blade. its so.. ARGH! lor.. zzz..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;all i want, is to be with u. (:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8742135312856773160-932023820344036037?l=sillyjam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sillyjam.blogspot.com/feeds/932023820344036037/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8742135312856773160&amp;postID=932023820344036037' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742135312856773160/posts/default/932023820344036037'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742135312856773160/posts/default/932023820344036037'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillyjam.blogspot.com/2008/08/all-i-ask-of-u.html' title='all i ask of u'/><author><name>SweetJam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01866123702935002677</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-8742135312856773160.post-2553096593753650723</id><published>2008-08-03T21:03:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-03T22:52:36.218+08:00</updated><title type='text'>post ndp preview</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;i woke up pretty late today. had to entertain some stalker... anyway... collapsed into bed at 5+ in the morning, when i really couldnt stay awake anymore. slept till 3+pm today. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;haven been sleeping well since tuesday nite. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;woke up with my body aching all over. especially the left arm. i think i really chionged yesteday le. carry food, carry water, carry rubbish. walk up walk down, walk here walk there. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;i don think i can do this anymore. sometimes i thought it was an exaggeration by saying it only happened now. but i don think so anymore. i really cant do it. its been five long and miserable days. im exausted of trying. i've been like a totally different person already. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;i read the blog. coming back! i din noe whether to be happy or not. i dono if we should meet. i dont noe if we meet and i decided i wan it my way and he still stays on his stand. a few more posts back, there was a certain dawn. saw the photos. something sour was penetrating thru me. my gosh, i was actually, jealous. gosh. jealous leh. i don get jealous easily de lor. im changed already. gosh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;so wat else can this prove? think i got my point across already. im giving up, on giving up.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8742135312856773160-2553096593753650723?l=sillyjam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sillyjam.blogspot.com/feeds/2553096593753650723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8742135312856773160&amp;postID=2553096593753650723' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742135312856773160/posts/default/2553096593753650723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742135312856773160/posts/default/2553096593753650723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillyjam.blogspot.com/2008/08/post-ndp-preview.html' title='post ndp preview'/><author><name>SweetJam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01866123702935002677</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-8742135312856773160.post-6576342983579072466</id><published>2008-08-03T03:00:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-03T03:14:02.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'>preview</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ff9966;"&gt;so.. im back from ndp preview.. its was great! erm.. ok la, not all the time of cox. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;so i got &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;du lan-ed&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; at again, like the 1st NE show, but i sort of rebutted back until 'he' didnt have much to say. n then i tried offering 'him' a packet of H2O. then the ice was broken le. lol.. well, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;don talk to me like tat&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. if u think its a bloody easy job, then pls go do it urself nxt week. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;am tired.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;physically and mentally. had a few blisters on right foot, which leds me to think tat i have a slightly bigger right foot then the left. O.o lol.. feels tat way luh.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;tze hern made me share the 'bf story' on the 'last 2'. brought back alot of memories, which mostly, are sour ones. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;sometimes when u want smth, u really have to &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;fight&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; for it. its not always 'let nature take it's course'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;haix. i dono wat to do with u le... :( gosh. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;ah. am talking rubbish again? maybe. zzz..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8742135312856773160-6576342983579072466?l=sillyjam.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8742135312856773160.post-324838424876128292</id><published>2008-08-01T00:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-08-01T01:04:38.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bad day</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;bad day bad day &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;tuesday nite was a nightmare. jux, don ask ok. if not i guranttee u'll be screwed. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;wednesday headed to sch with slightly swollen eyes. was very moodless. gave choir a miss n stayed to play around with instruments. 70% of the time, stoning. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;then it was aural class. alysha saw me along the corridor at the lift lobby. she gave a long, big hug. thanks gal. really :). held back tears. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;we did melodic dictation for aural. i kept missing the notes by a tone. frustrating. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;so im being very short tempered, very annoyed all the time, very moody, very stone. die la. had very hard time controlling my temper. screwed james the new section leader, and snapped at YanTT the 'stalker'. gosh. argh.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;its very hard to forget and jus put everything behind. a large part of me doesn't wan to do tat either. the end came faster than i thought. i thought i was pretty prepared. i was very careful with all my decisions and thought thru them upteen times before i set my heart on the course. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;and then i fell. fell in love, tat is. fell hard. fell strong. fell deep. so deep tat i knew i cant stand up if smth went wrong. only someone can pick me up. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;im just... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;im just... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc6600;"&gt;heartbroken.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8742135312856773160-324838424876128292?l=sillyjam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sillyjam.blogspot.com/feeds/324838424876128292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8742135312856773160&amp;postID=324838424876128292' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742135312856773160/posts/default/324838424876128292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742135312856773160/posts/default/324838424876128292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillyjam.blogspot.com/2008/08/bad-day.html' title='bad day'/><author><name>SweetJam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01866123702935002677</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-8742135312856773160.post-826249664374142541</id><published>2008-07-30T00:06:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-30T00:43:58.178+08:00</updated><title type='text'>shattered heart</title><content type='html'>my 6th sense told me smth was wrong. and i had a strong feeling about it. but i chose to believe. i chose to believe u felt the same.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it came to a point where its no longer about me, it became all about u. it came to a point where it was not wat i wanted, it was wat u wanted. it came to a point where it wasn't about whether i believed, it was about whether u believed. it came to a point where it wasn't about whether im willing to sacrificed, it was about whether u were willing to do so.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it came to a point where i was head over heels with u.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i loved you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dont think i want to continue this post any more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my blog's dead now. at least until i feel like blogging again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guy, pls don ask. jus don ask. i noe i've nvr been so open and nvr behaved so weirdly before. but please, jus don ask.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thanks a million.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8742135312856773160-826249664374142541?l=sillyjam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sillyjam.blogspot.com/feeds/826249664374142541/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8742135312856773160&amp;postID=826249664374142541' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742135312856773160/posts/default/826249664374142541'/><link rel='self' 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/&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;2) good weather &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;3) almost overslept investiture cox did prezze n cards till 6am in the morning.&lt;br /&gt;4) was running fever throughout prize presentation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;5) invited to make short speech. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;6) had terrible sore throat tat u'll believe me when i say i belong to the tenors in choir. and i still had to do the speech. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;gosh. i still feel terrible. sometimes, i really hate singing. zzz.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;anyway, in short, james and syahin are the section leaders while oscar's the asst. i cant remember everyone's post cox i wasnt paying much attention - hey, i had a burning head ok. i can only remember tat danny's one of the CM. hasinah's band commandant! :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;for me, i got the best alumni award and promoted to 2 warrent officer, and i need to sleep. zzz.. gosh.. feeling so weak... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;after investiture, went to hougang to meet the NDP gang for hidaya's bdae surprise. luckily they didnt stay too long. if not i'll be burning whole day toml. oh no. jux remembered. im supposed to practise toml in school, evening time. zzz.. i really hope i'll be well enuff. on a brighter side, nxt week is pretty slack as the lecturers are overseas and many lessons are cancelled. so, i can afford to be on MC cox the lessons im supposed to attend are cancelled anyway. zzz.. see how luh hor? i also need to get well before preview. if not i die also. :x&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;okay enuff talking, see photo ok? im putting &lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;all&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; tat i have up here ;) happy investiture and congrats to everyone :D (WARNING: 44 photos hor. =P)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;prezze from me to the others.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/sweetjam90/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSCF2532.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/sweetjam90/DSCF2532.jpg" border="0" alt="prss43" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/sweetjam90/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSCF2533.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/sweetjam90/DSCF2533.jpg" border="0" alt="prss42" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;photos of ppl and i, i and ppl, ppl n ppl. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/sweetjam90/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSCF2535.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/sweetjam90/DSCF2535.jpg" border="0" alt="prss41" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/sweetjam90/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSCF2537.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/sweetjam90/DSCF2537.jpg" border="0" alt="prss40" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/sweetjam90/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSCF2538.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/sweetjam90/DSCF2538.jpg" border="0" alt="prss39" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/sweetjam90/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSCF2539.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/sweetjam90/DSCF2539.jpg" border="0" alt="prss38" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/sweetjam90/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSCF2540.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/sweetjam90/DSCF2540.jpg" border="0" alt="prss37" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/sweetjam90/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSCF2541.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/sweetjam90/DSCF2541.jpg" border="0" alt="prss36" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/sweetjam90/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSCF2542.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/sweetjam90/DSCF2542.jpg" border="0" alt="prss35" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/sweetjam90/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSCF2543.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/sweetjam90/DSCF2543.jpg" border="0" alt="prss34" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/sweetjam90/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSCF2544.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/sweetjam90/DSCF2544.jpg" border="0" alt="prss33" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/sweetjam90/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSCF2545.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/sweetjam90/DSCF2545.jpg" border="0" alt="prss32" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/sweetjam90/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSCF2546.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/sweetjam90/DSCF2546.jpg" border="0" alt="prss31" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/sweetjam90/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSCF2547.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/sweetjam90/DSCF2547.jpg" border="0" alt="prss30" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/sweetjam90/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSCF2548.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/sweetjam90/DSCF2548.jpg" border="0" alt="prss29" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/sweetjam90/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSCF2549.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/sweetjam90/DSCF2549.jpg" border="0" alt="prss28" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/sweetjam90/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSCF2550.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/sweetjam90/DSCF2550.jpg" border="0" alt="prss27" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/sweetjam90/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSCF2551.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/sweetjam90/DSCF2551.jpg" border="0" alt="prss26" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/sweetjam90/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSCF2552.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/sweetjam90/DSCF2552.jpg" border="0" alt="prss25" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/sweetjam90/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSCF2554.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/sweetjam90/DSCF2554.jpg" border="0" alt="prss24" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/sweetjam90/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSCF2555.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/sweetjam90/DSCF2555.jpg" border="0" alt="prss23" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/sweetjam90/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSCF2556.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/sweetjam90/DSCF2556.jpg" border="0" alt="prss22" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/sweetjam90/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSCF2557.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/sweetjam90/DSCF2557.jpg" border="0" alt="prss21" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/sweetjam90/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSCF2558.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/sweetjam90/DSCF2558.jpg" border="0" alt="prss20" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/sweetjam90/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSCF2560.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/sweetjam90/DSCF2560.jpg" border="0" alt="prss19" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/sweetjam90/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSCF2561.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/sweetjam90/DSCF2561.jpg" border="0" alt="prss18" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/sweetjam90/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSCF2562.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/sweetjam90/DSCF2562.jpg" border="0" alt="prss17" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/sweetjam90/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSCF2563.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/sweetjam90/DSCF2563.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/sweetjam90/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSCF2564.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/sweetjam90/DSCF2564.jpg" border="0" alt="prss16" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/sweetjam90/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSCF2565.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/sweetjam90/DSCF2565.jpg" border="0" alt="prss15" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/sweetjam90/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSCF2566.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/sweetjam90/DSCF2566.jpg" border="0" alt="prss14" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/sweetjam90/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSCF2567.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/sweetjam90/DSCF2567.jpg" border="0" alt="prss13" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/sweetjam90/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSCF2568.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/sweetjam90/DSCF2568.jpg" border="0" alt="prss12" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/sweetjam90/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSCF2569.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/sweetjam90/DSCF2569.jpg" border="0" alt="prss11" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/sweetjam90/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSCF2570.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/sweetjam90/DSCF2570.jpg" border="0" alt="prss10" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/sweetjam90/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSCF2571.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/sweetjam90/DSCF2571.jpg" border="0" alt="prss09" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/sweetjam90/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSCF2572.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/sweetjam90/DSCF2572.jpg" border="0" alt="prss08" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/sweetjam90/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSCF2573.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/sweetjam90/DSCF2573.jpg" border="0" alt="prss07" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/sweetjam90/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSCF2574.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/sweetjam90/DSCF2574.jpg" border="0" alt="prss06" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/sweetjam90/?action=view&amp;amp;current=P1040358.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/sweetjam90/P1040358.jpg" border="0" alt="prss01" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;my cert: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/sweetjam90/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSCF2582.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/sweetjam90/DSCF2582.jpg" border="0" alt="prss03" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;my prezze:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/sweetjam90/?action=view&amp;amp;current=DSCF2575.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/sweetjam90/DSCF2575.jpg" border="0" alt="prss05" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;huge card from sec 2s and 3s of perc section, red prezze for best alumni, huge wrapped thing from xingyou, signed mario conductor score, card from weijie and farhan, my own egg shakers tat i finally brought back. lol.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;okay now, really need to go rest le. zzz.. ^_^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;i miss my dear..&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8742135312856773160-4915771625882793429?l=sillyjam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sillyjam.blogspot.com/feeds/4915771625882793429/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8742135312856773160&amp;postID=4915771625882793429' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742135312856773160/posts/default/4915771625882793429'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742135312856773160/posts/default/4915771625882793429'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillyjam.blogspot.com/2008/07/prss-band-investiture-2008.html' title='prss band investiture 2008'/><author><name>SweetJam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01866123702935002677</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-8742135312856773160.post-2280715014626120623</id><published>2008-07-20T23:04:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T23:06:46.521+08:00</updated><title type='text'>left brain, right brain</title><content type='html'>got this from xiner's blog.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my guess was tat i was more right-brained. hey if im not, i sorta chose the wrong career path rite? lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table width="350" align="center" border="0" cellspacing="0" cellpadding="2"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bg align="center" style="color:#EEEEEE;"&gt;&lt;span style="'color:black;font-family:Georgia, Times New Roman, Times, serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You Are 35% Left Brained, 65% Right Brained&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td bgcolor="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.blogthingsimages.com/areyourightorleftbrainedquiz/brain.jpg" height="100" width="100" /&gt;&lt;/center&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;The left side of your brain controls verbal ability, attention to detail, and reasoning.&lt;br /&gt;Left brained people are good at communication and persuading others.&lt;br /&gt;If you're left brained, you are likely good at math and logic.&lt;br /&gt;Your left brain prefers dogs, reading, and quiet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The right side of your brain is all about creativity and flexibility.&lt;br /&gt;Daring and intuitive, right brained people see the world in their unique way.&lt;br /&gt;If you're right brained, you likely have a talent for creative writing and art.&lt;br /&gt;Your right brain prefers day dreaming, philosophy, and sports.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogthings.com/areyourightorleftbrainedquiz/"&gt;Are&lt;/a&gt; You Right or Left Brained?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8742135312856773160-2280715014626120623?l=sillyjam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sillyjam.blogspot.com/feeds/2280715014626120623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8742135312856773160&amp;postID=2280715014626120623' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742135312856773160/posts/default/2280715014626120623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742135312856773160/posts/default/2280715014626120623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillyjam.blogspot.com/2008/07/left-brain-right-brain.html' title='left brain, right brain'/><author><name>SweetJam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01866123702935002677</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-8742135312856773160.post-6709763337289409582</id><published>2008-07-20T00:35:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-20T00:53:51.627+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ne show 3</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;im back from ne show 3. so far, the worst weather encounted in the shows. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;rained on n off throughout the afternoon and at nite. it was like the weather showing no mercy to the P5 kids and it jus came pouring down hard on them. the performers were pretty enthu, jus carry on with the show as if there was a roof over them.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;i was, of cox, wet from head to toe. i finally gave up my poncho to the volunteers as they threw their's away during dinner time. the largest pour, i thought, was during finale, where the fireworks and singing national anthem n all. i was standing beside jareth. so we had like water dripping down below our chins. lol..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;i got screamed at by an MOE personnel. its difficult to explain wat happened here, in words, so if u wanna noe then ask me personally lor hor? lol.. but watever happened, i think the moe personnel like to talk alot, n do nth. kns.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;ANYWAY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;my favourite moment today, was during finale, n which i think, poured the hardest today - strong wind, heavy rain and all.. n all the p5 kids were singing the national anthem n reciting the pledge so loudly and unanimously. =D oohh.. i love singapore.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;mr patriotic? &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;i miss you.. ^_^&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8742135312856773160-6709763337289409582?l=sillyjam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sillyjam.blogspot.com/feeds/6709763337289409582/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8742135312856773160&amp;postID=6709763337289409582' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742135312856773160/posts/default/6709763337289409582'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742135312856773160/posts/default/6709763337289409582'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillyjam.blogspot.com/2008/07/ne-show-3.html' title='ne show 3'/><author><name>SweetJam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01866123702935002677</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-8742135312856773160.post-3602952826536923849</id><published>2008-07-17T22:18:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-17T23:18:10.800+08:00</updated><title type='text'>room sort-out and mark</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;hmm.. was woken up by mom at 1pm today. went to bed only at 5am this morning. talked to hj till he had to go, n then collapsed back into bed till about 4pm. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;decided to watch late nite movie if can find kaki, but no one. so decided my room needs cleaning up. ok la, not cleaning up, more like sorting out. cox alot of scores around, n i don wanna wait till i graduate to file them up. if not the pile will look like mount everest already. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;anyway.. its already done, not becox i was fast, but cox i ran out of transparent holders, and ran out of files. hmmm. xingyou asked me out for shopping.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;my shopping list for sunday: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;1) 2 files: 1 for piano, 1 for percussion &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;2) more transparent holders &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;3) mechanical pencil, if i still cant find mine at heartware office. argh! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;think tats all i need for now ba.. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;oh gosh, sunday's 1st lesson with mark suter, and i DONT NOE wat to show. argh... exam piece ma? levenson? rothman? wha lao. duno duno.. going school toml to figure out.. *nervous* &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8742135312856773160-3602952826536923849?l=sillyjam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sillyjam.blogspot.com/feeds/3602952826536923849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8742135312856773160&amp;postID=3602952826536923849' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742135312856773160/posts/default/3602952826536923849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742135312856773160/posts/default/3602952826536923849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillyjam.blogspot.com/2008/07/room-sort-out-and-mark.html' title='room sort-out and mark'/><author><name>SweetJam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01866123702935002677</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-8742135312856773160.post-6791675463049246599</id><published>2008-07-16T20:12:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-16T21:12:21.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'>vivala V</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ok i've been really mean, nvr update for Vivala V. but hey, i was waiting for as many photos as possible to come in ok. lol &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;Vivala was a great success! audience was pratically screaming for 2 hours - throughout the concert. mario was superb! i had alot of good comments from frens and members of other bands. haha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;photos.... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;during rehearsal... not very clear though.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/sweetjam90/?action=view&amp;amp;current=vivalaV10.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/sweetjam90/vivalaV10.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/sweetjam90/?action=view&amp;amp;current=vivalaV9.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/sweetjam90/vivalaV9.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/sweetjam90/?action=view&amp;amp;current=vivalaV8.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/sweetjam90/vivalaV8.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/sweetjam90/?action=view&amp;amp;current=vivalaV17.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/sweetjam90/vivalaV17.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;cheryl and i. she was sir's PA tat day. LOL. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/sweetjam90/?action=view&amp;amp;current=vivalaV1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/sweetjam90/vivalaV1.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;the frens from nafa... thanks guys for coming!! :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/sweetjam90/?action=view&amp;amp;current=vivalaV18.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/sweetjam90/vivalaV18.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;steven and the HUGE sunflower &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/sweetjam90/?action=view&amp;amp;current=vivalaV2.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/sweetjam90/vivalaV2.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;the long-time-no-see boon kiat &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/sweetjam90/?action=view&amp;amp;current=vivalaV19.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/sweetjam90/vivalaV19.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;mr pisit and i...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/sweetjam90/?action=view&amp;amp;current=vivalaV15.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/sweetjam90/vivalaV15.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;the mario mushroom - everyone wanted mine :p &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/sweetjam90/?action=view&amp;amp;current=vivalaV14.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/sweetjam90/vivalaV14.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;bouquet of roses from the school, sunflower from steven, soft toy flower from dajie, photo with message behind from weijie, green thank you card from the perc section, tolberone and wrapped merci choc from sir, eeyore from nafa mates, mario hat and prog booklet mine. haha.. :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;THANK YOU EVERYONE FOR SUPPORTING PRSS BAND! :D&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8742135312856773160-6791675463049246599?l=sillyjam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sillyjam.blogspot.com/feeds/6791675463049246599/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8742135312856773160&amp;postID=6791675463049246599' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742135312856773160/posts/default/6791675463049246599'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742135312856773160/posts/default/6791675463049246599'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillyjam.blogspot.com/2008/07/vivala-v.html' title='vivala V'/><author><name>SweetJam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01866123702935002677</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-8742135312856773160.post-3685222106084799234</id><published>2008-07-09T23:34:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-10T00:05:51.423+08:00</updated><title type='text'>money money money</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;OH! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;AND PEOEPLE OWE ME $154 WORTH OF TICKETS! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;so it's&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;$167.70 + $154 + $100 = $421.70&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;tat amount is 2 times more than wat i have left in my bank account. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;shit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8742135312856773160-3685222106084799234?l=sillyjam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sillyjam.blogspot.com/feeds/3685222106084799234/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8742135312856773160&amp;postID=3685222106084799234' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742135312856773160/posts/default/3685222106084799234'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742135312856773160/posts/default/3685222106084799234'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillyjam.blogspot.com/2008/07/money-money-money.html' title='money money money'/><author><name>SweetJam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01866123702935002677</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-8742135312856773160.post-1225292159061246304</id><published>2008-07-09T15:24:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-09T16:52:45.592+08:00</updated><title type='text'>200th post</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;this is my &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;200th post&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;! so maybe i should blog abit more... 'substantial' stuff rite? lol.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;yes i noe i've been crapping alot on the blog. more like throwing alot of rubbish into it? lol.. okay i'l be a nice blogger today.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;the weeks have gone by quickly, and painfully. there're always 2 things on my mind these days: &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;viva la musica 5, and NDP 08&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;the first NE show was on the 5th. err.. okay la, jux alot of miscommunications between the army and us. well, first time la. hahha.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;viva la musica 5. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;tickets all sold out le&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. haha.. lets hope its really a full house huh.. haha.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;yesterday was a pretty nervous nite for me. haha.. after band, a few of us went hunting for red caps and materials to make the 'M' sign for mario. we walked all over tampines mall and century square, and couldn't find anything. it was too late to send for print caps as the shops need at least a week or 2 to send for printing. but luckily, we could use badges. so we print the 'M's on to the badges n pin them onto red caps! haha.. cost a total of&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;$167.70 for 13 sets of caps and badges&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;:D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;i paid everything 1st -.- tats &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;$12.90 per person&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;when is the planning committee going pay me back for eugenie's bdae prezze huh?&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; $100 leh&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;. -.-&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;so now im like, so broke. its gonna &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;take a miracle&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; to survive on my own till the end of the mth. of cox, provided these ppl pay me back. lol..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8742135312856773160-1225292159061246304?l=sillyjam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sillyjam.blogspot.com/feeds/1225292159061246304/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8742135312856773160&amp;postID=1225292159061246304' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742135312856773160/posts/default/1225292159061246304'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742135312856773160/posts/default/1225292159061246304'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillyjam.blogspot.com/2008/07/200th-post.html' title='200th post'/><author><name>SweetJam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01866123702935002677</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-8742135312856773160.post-7541960240942135484</id><published>2008-07-08T14:32:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T14:34:02.060+08:00</updated><title type='text'>quiz2</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;u noe, u don have to read all these u noe.. lol.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;QUIZ 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Your result for The Attachment Style Test...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;h4&gt;The Waffler&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;p&gt;40% Anxiety Over Abandonment and 41% Avoidance Of Intimacy&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align:center"&gt;&lt;img src="http://cdn.okcimg.com/php/load_okc_image.php/images/0x0/0x0/0/13554628976364178440.jpeg" width="200" height="150" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;             &lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:left;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;You're not the most decisive person. You tend to be unsure what you want out of your attachments, and it's unlikely you've had more than mediocre relationships. You vacillate between trust and mistrust, and between low and high self-esteem. You probably have a couple of good friends who support you and believe in you, but you tend not to let things get too heavy. You like to sit on fences.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Fictional character with whom you might identify: Xander (Buffy the Vampire Slayer), Amelie (Amelie)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align:center;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img src="http://i193.photobucket.com/albums/z112/sylvierde/XanderHarris.jpg" alt="XanderHarris.jpg" /&gt;   &lt;img src="http://i193.photobucket.com/albums/z112/sylvierde/Amelie.jpg" alt="Amelie.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;table&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration:underline;"&gt;Other Attachment Types:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Secure: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="results/the-attachment-style-test/?fromCGI=1&amp;amp;var_Anxiety=1&amp;amp;var_Avoidance=1"&gt;The Unicorn&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;  &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="results/the-attachment-style-test/?fromCGI=1&amp;amp;var_Anxiety=20&amp;amp;var_Avoidance=1"&gt;The Cuddleslut&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;  &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="results/the-attachment-style-test/?fromCGI=1&amp;amp;var_Anxiety=1&amp;amp;var_Avoidance=20"&gt;The Free Agent&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Preoccupied: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="results/the-attachment-style-test/?fromCGI=1&amp;amp;var_Anxiety=60&amp;amp;var_Avoidance=1"&gt;The Cling Wrap&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;  &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="results/the-attachment-style-test/?fromCGI=1&amp;amp;var_Anxiety=120&amp;amp;var_Avoidance=1"&gt;The Squid&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;  &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="results/the-attachment-style-test/?fromCGI=1&amp;amp;var_Anxiety=120&amp;amp;var_Avoidance=20"&gt;The Insect&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fearful: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="results/the-attachment-style-test/?fromCGI=1&amp;amp;var_Anxiety=120&amp;amp;var_Avoidance=60"&gt;The Doormat&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;  &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="results/the-attachment-style-test/?fromCGI=1&amp;amp;var_Anxiety=120&amp;amp;var_Avoidance=120"&gt;The Leper&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;  &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="results/the-attachment-style-test/?fromCGI=1&amp;amp;var_Anxiety=60&amp;amp;var_Avoidance=120"&gt;The Exile&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dismissing: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="results/the-attachment-style-test/?fromCGI=1&amp;amp;var_Anxiety=20&amp;amp;var_Avoidance=120"&gt;The Hermit&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;  &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="results/the-attachment-style-test/?fromCGI=1&amp;amp;var_Anxiety=1&amp;amp;var_Avoidance=120"&gt;The Stone&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;  &lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="results/the-attachment-style-test/?fromCGI=1&amp;amp;var_Anxiety=1&amp;amp;var_Avoidance=60"&gt;The Player&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Confused: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="results/the-attachment-style-test/?fromCGI=1&amp;amp;var_Anxiety=45&amp;amp;var_Avoidance=45"&gt;The Waffler&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.helloquizzy.com/tests/the-attachment-style-test"&gt;Take&lt;/a&gt; The Attachment Style Test at &lt;a href=""&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8742135312856773160-7541960240942135484?l=sillyjam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sillyjam.blogspot.com/feeds/7541960240942135484/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8742135312856773160&amp;postID=7541960240942135484' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742135312856773160/posts/default/7541960240942135484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742135312856773160/posts/default/7541960240942135484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillyjam.blogspot.com/2008/07/quiz2.html' title='quiz2'/><author><name>SweetJam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01866123702935002677</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-8742135312856773160.post-1250369522009901354</id><published>2008-07-08T13:46:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-08T14:22:18.135+08:00</updated><title type='text'>quiz1</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;QUIZ 1&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Your result for The Relationship Problem-Solving Test...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;h4&gt;Aggressively Right&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;p&gt;You scored 79% Confrontational and 75% Logical!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div&gt;You're right and you're going to fight for it-- just make sure you don't fight too hard if your partner is timid. You'll work great with someone else of the same type, since you'll both fight hard for the most logical solution to every problem. &lt;p&gt;Your matches: Aggressively Right, Assertive and Right&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/%3Ca"&gt;Take&lt;/a&gt; The Relationship Problem-Solving Test at &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffffff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;QUIZ 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;Your result for The Personality Defect Test...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;h4&gt;Emo Kid&lt;/h4&gt;&lt;p&gt;You are 43% Rational, 0% Extroverted, 0% Brutal, and 0% Arrogant.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img height="1" src="http://is1.okcupid.com/users/156/664/1566642811609810544/mt1114812086.gif" width="1" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;You are the Emo Kid, best described as a quiet pussy! You tend to be an intuitive rather than a logical thinker, meaning you rely more on your feelings than your thoughts. Not only that, but you are introverted, gentle, and rather humble. You embody all the traits of the perfect emo kid. You are a push-over, an emotional thinker, gentle to the extent of absurdity, and so humble that it even makes Jesus puke. (And Jesus almost never pukes, being immortal and not requiring an act of puke to dispell toxins from his corporeal manifestation.) If you write poetry, you no doubt write angsty, syrupy lines about depression, sadness, and other such redundant states of emo-being that go something like this: &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;life is a spike / upon which i have impaled mysefl / fuck you dad&lt;/i&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, your personality is defective because you are too gentle, rather underconfident in yourself, decidely lacking in any rational thought, and also a bit too inhibited. Plus, your poetry really upsets your father.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I probably made you cry, didn't I? Fucking Emo Kid.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;To put it less negatively:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;i&gt;1. You are more INTUITIVE than rational.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;2. You are more INTROVERTED than extroverted.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;3. You are more GENTLE than brutal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;4. You are more HUMBLE than arrogant.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Compatibility:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your exact opposite is the &lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/describescore?testid=4741219933576750506&amp;amp;score0=100&amp;amp;score1=100&amp;amp;score2=100&amp;amp;score3=100"&gt;Smartass&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Other personalities you would probably get along with are the &lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/describescore?testid=4741219933576750506&amp;amp;score0=0&amp;amp;score1=100&amp;amp;score2=0&amp;amp;score3=0"&gt;Hippie&lt;/a&gt;, the &lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/describescore?testid=4741219933576750506&amp;amp;score0=0&amp;amp;score1=100&amp;amp;score2=0&amp;amp;score3=100"&gt;Televangelist&lt;/a&gt;, and the &lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/describescore?testid=4741219933576750506&amp;amp;score0=0&amp;amp;score1=0&amp;amp;score2=0&amp;amp;score3=100"&gt;Starving Artist&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;If you scored near fifty percent for a certain trait (42%-58%), you could very well go either way. For example, someone with 42% Extroversion is slightly leaning towards being an introvert, but is close enough to being an extrovert to be classified that way as well. Below is a list of the other personality types so that you can determine which other possible categories you may fill if you scored near fifty percent for certain traits.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;The other personality types:&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/describescore?testid=4741219933576750506&amp;amp;score0=0&amp;amp;score1=0&amp;amp;score2=0&amp;amp;score3=0"&gt;The Emo Kid&lt;/a&gt;: &lt;i&gt;Intuitive, Introverted, Gentle, Humble.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/describescore?testid=4741219933576750506&amp;amp;score0=0&amp;amp;score1=0&amp;amp;score2=0&amp;amp;score3=100"&gt;The Starving Artist&lt;/a&gt;: &lt;i&gt;Intuitive, Introverted, Gentle, Arrogant.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/describescore?testid=4741219933576750506&amp;amp;score0=0&amp;amp;score1=0&amp;amp;score2=100&amp;amp;score3=0"&gt;The Bitch-Slap&lt;/a&gt;: &lt;i&gt;Intuitive, Introverted, Brutal, Humble.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/describescore?testid=4741219933576750506&amp;amp;score0=0&amp;amp;score1=0&amp;amp;score2=100&amp;amp;score3=100"&gt;The Brute&lt;/a&gt;: &lt;i&gt;Intuitive, Introverted, Brutal, Arrogant.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/describescore?testid=4741219933576750506&amp;amp;score0=0&amp;amp;score1=100&amp;amp;score2=0&amp;amp;score3=0"&gt;The Hippie&lt;/a&gt;: &lt;i&gt;Intuitive, Extroverted, Gentle, Humble.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/describescore?testid=4741219933576750506&amp;amp;score0=0&amp;amp;score1=100&amp;amp;score2=0&amp;amp;score3=100"&gt;The Televangelist&lt;/a&gt;: &lt;i&gt;Intuitive, Extroverted, Gentle, Arrogant.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/describescore?testid=4741219933576750506&amp;amp;score0=0&amp;amp;score1=100&amp;amp;score2=100&amp;amp;score3=0"&gt;The Schoolyard Bully&lt;/a&gt;: &lt;i&gt;Intuitive, Extroverted, Brutal, Humble.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/describescore?testid=4741219933576750506&amp;amp;score0=0&amp;amp;score1=100&amp;amp;score2=100&amp;amp;score3=100"&gt;The Class Clown&lt;/a&gt;: &lt;i&gt;Intuitive, Extroverted, Brutal, Arrogant.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/describescore?testid=4741219933576750506&amp;amp;score0=100&amp;amp;score1=0&amp;amp;score2=0&amp;amp;score3=0"&gt;The Robot&lt;/a&gt;: &lt;i&gt;Rational, Introverted, Gentle, Humble.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/describescore?testid=4741219933576750506&amp;amp;score0=100&amp;amp;score1=0&amp;amp;score2=0&amp;amp;score3=100"&gt;The Haughty Intellectual&lt;/a&gt;: &lt;i&gt;Rational, Introverted, Gentle, Arrogant.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/describescore?testid=4741219933576750506&amp;amp;score0=100&amp;amp;score1=0&amp;amp;score2=100&amp;amp;score3=0"&gt;The Spiteful Loner&lt;/a&gt;: &lt;i&gt;Rational, Introverted, Brutal, Humble.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/describescore?testid=4741219933576750506&amp;amp;score0=100&amp;amp;score1=0&amp;amp;score2=100&amp;amp;score3=100"&gt;The Sociopath&lt;/a&gt;: &lt;i&gt;Rational, Introverted, Brutal, Arrogant.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/describescore?testid=4741219933576750506&amp;amp;score0=100&amp;amp;score1=100&amp;amp;score2=0&amp;amp;score3=0"&gt;The Hand-Raiser&lt;/a&gt;: &lt;i&gt;Rational, Extroverted, Gentle, Humble.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/describescore?testid=4741219933576750506&amp;amp;score0=100&amp;amp;score1=100&amp;amp;score2=0&amp;amp;score3=100"&gt;The Braggart&lt;/a&gt;: &lt;i&gt;Rational, Extroverted, Gentle, Arrogant.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/describescore?testid=4741219933576750506&amp;amp;score0=100&amp;amp;score1=100&amp;amp;score2=100&amp;amp;score3=0"&gt;The Capitalist Pig&lt;/a&gt;: &lt;i&gt;Rational, Extroverted, Brutal, Humble.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/describescore?testid=4741219933576750506&amp;amp;score0=100&amp;amp;score1=100&amp;amp;score2=100&amp;amp;score3=100"&gt;The Smartass&lt;/a&gt;: &lt;i&gt;Rational, Extroverted, Brutal, Arrogant.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Be sure to take my &lt;a href="http://www.okcupid.com/tests/take?testid=13372526327873131397"&gt;Sublime Philosophical Crap Test&lt;/a&gt; if you are interested in taking a slightly more &lt;i&gt;intellectual&lt;/i&gt; test that has just as many insane ramblings as this one does!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;About Saint_Gasoline&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I am a self-proclaimed pseudo-intellectual who loves dashes. I enjoy science, philosophy, and fart jokes and water balloons, not necessarily in that order. I spend 95% of my time online, and the other 5% of my time in the bathroom, longing to get back on the computer. If, God forbid, you somehow find me amusing instead of crass and annoying, be sure to check out my blog and my webcomic at &lt;a href="http://www.saintgasoline.com/"&gt;SaintGasoline.com&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.helloquizzy.com/tests/the-personality-defect-test"&gt;Take The Personality Defect Test&lt;/a&gt; at &lt;a href="http://www.helloquizzy.com/"&gt;&lt;b  style="color:#131313;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ac000c;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;ello&lt;span style="color:#ac000c;"&gt;Q&lt;/span&gt;uizzy&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8742135312856773160-1250369522009901354?l=sillyjam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sillyjam.blogspot.com/feeds/1250369522009901354/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8742135312856773160&amp;postID=1250369522009901354' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742135312856773160/posts/default/1250369522009901354'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742135312856773160/posts/default/1250369522009901354'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillyjam.blogspot.com/2008/07/quiz1.html' title='quiz1'/><author><name>SweetJam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01866123702935002677</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-8742135312856773160.post-7443866711088593674</id><published>2008-07-04T23:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-07-04T23:17:23.051+08:00</updated><title type='text'>random post 6</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ff6600;"&gt;so.. its 7 days to vivala...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8742135312856773160-7443866711088593674?l=sillyjam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sillyjam.blogspot.com/feeds/7443866711088593674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8742135312856773160&amp;postID=7443866711088593674' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742135312856773160/posts/default/7443866711088593674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742135312856773160/posts/default/7443866711088593674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillyjam.blogspot.com/2008/07/random-post-6.html' title='random post 6'/><author><name>SweetJam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01866123702935002677</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-8742135312856773160.post-346900206796706280</id><published>2008-06-24T02:23:00.005+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-25T00:22:36.402+08:00</updated><title type='text'>epiphany III</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;(edited) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;okay, in case u guys wondering why i din talk about changkat's epiphany III, its cox i was waiting for all the photos. haha... ok here it goes..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;me talking to the audience. the lighting was pretty bad...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/sweetjam90/?action=view&amp;amp;current=EPY1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;img alt="EPY1" src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/sweetjam90/EPY1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;part of the prss gang:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/sweetjam90/?action=view&amp;amp;current=EPY3.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;img alt="EPY4" src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/sweetjam90/EPY3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;law fatt and i:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/sweetjam90/?action=view&amp;amp;current=EPY4.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;img alt="EPY5" src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/sweetjam90/EPY4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;steven and i:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/sweetjam90/?action=view&amp;amp;current=EPY7.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/sweetjam90/EPY7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;geok fong n i:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/sweetjam90/?action=view&amp;amp;current=EPY10.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;img alt="EPY2" src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/sweetjam90/EPY10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;she was beautiful tat nite! haha.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;james n i: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/sweetjam90/?action=view&amp;amp;current=EPY11.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/sweetjam90/EPY11.jpg" border="0" alt="Photobucket" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;mr andy sim n i:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/sweetjam90/?action=view&amp;amp;current=EPY2.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;img alt="EPY3" src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/sweetjam90/EPY2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somehow, i think this photo was very well taken. my favourite photo so far ba. hahha!! kudos to weijie! :D&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and of cox, the little gift from james, shaun, farhan and i dono who else. lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://s110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/sweetjam90/?action=view&amp;amp;current=EPY6.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;img alt="Photobucket" src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/sweetjam90/EPY6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my favourite flower i've recieved so far. lol..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;thanks everyone for coming to support changkat n their little concert! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8742135312856773160-346900206796706280?l=sillyjam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sillyjam.blogspot.com/feeds/346900206796706280/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8742135312856773160&amp;postID=346900206796706280' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742135312856773160/posts/default/346900206796706280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742135312856773160/posts/default/346900206796706280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillyjam.blogspot.com/2008/06/epiphany-iii.html' title='epiphany III'/><author><name>SweetJam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01866123702935002677</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-8742135312856773160.post-4745407172292319042</id><published>2008-06-23T15:23:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T15:53:34.194+08:00</updated><title type='text'>so many things to do</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;i have many things to do:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;1) go out with cheryl &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;2) go out with bixuan &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;3) go out with xiaojie &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;4) go out with shane &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;5) go out with lester&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;6) performance for changkat's racial harmony day concert @ simei ITE &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;- 3rd July: i heard there are 2 performances tat day. one at 3pm the other at 7pm O.O &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;7) vivala rehearsals &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;- thurs n fri: so much to do for vivala &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;8) vivala concert &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;- 11th July: COME WATCH!!! :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;err... tats all ba.. i think? hahha...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8742135312856773160-4745407172292319042?l=sillyjam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sillyjam.blogspot.com/feeds/4745407172292319042/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8742135312856773160&amp;postID=4745407172292319042' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742135312856773160/posts/default/4745407172292319042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742135312856773160/posts/default/4745407172292319042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillyjam.blogspot.com/2008/06/so-many-things-to-do.html' title='so many things to do'/><author><name>SweetJam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01866123702935002677</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-8742135312856773160.post-1174009621320424413</id><published>2008-06-20T23:42:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-21T00:07:42.532+08:00</updated><title type='text'>concert publicity</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;Tuesday 17th June, jon came to PRSS to see the percussion ensemble. hahha.. it was a fun 2-hr session and the kids learnt alot while enjoying themself. i too, learnt alot although i was jux standing around n watching. haha.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;thank you so much jon!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/sweetjam90/?action=view&amp;amp;current=JonPRSS2.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/sweetjam90/JonPRSS2.jpg" border="0" alt="JonPRSS2" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/sweetjam90/?action=view&amp;amp;current=JonPRSS1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/sweetjam90/JonPRSS1.jpg" border="0" alt="JonPRSS1" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;so now there's a plus point for vivala.. PERCUSSION ENSEMBLE - SUPER MARIO BROTHERS! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;the original was composed by koji kondo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;u guess who the song is arranged by? hahah!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;toml is a big day for changkat band! haha.. and its pretty tiring to keep saying 'changkat changi secondary school military band', and to recite all of sir's achievements. LOL! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;anyway&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;CHANGKAT CHANGI SECONDARY SCHOOL MILITARY BAND &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;EPIPHANY III &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;MELODIES AROUND THE WORLD &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;MARINE PARADE COMMUNITY CLUB &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffccff;"&gt;21ST JUNE 2008, 7PM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;me playing flute................... and emcee -.-'''&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8742135312856773160-1174009621320424413?l=sillyjam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sillyjam.blogspot.com/feeds/1174009621320424413/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8742135312856773160&amp;postID=1174009621320424413' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742135312856773160/posts/default/1174009621320424413'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742135312856773160/posts/default/1174009621320424413'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillyjam.blogspot.com/2008/06/concert-publicity.html' title='concert publicity'/><author><name>SweetJam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01866123702935002677</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-8742135312856773160.post-8256109992191130408</id><published>2008-06-13T00:09:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-13T01:04:57.403+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mario</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcccc;"&gt;ahhh... today's band prac was &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;good.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; did alot of work for mario. requested that the kids came down in half hour slots, so tat i can work out their parts with them individually. james was the first one on the list, n he screwed the whole schedule up -.-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;well it was pretty obvious tat they had alot of attention from me, and tat they really did have alot of improvement individually. &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;but im afraid that: (1) they get restless and bored, (2) they are stressed up and develop phobia of such sessions, (3) im expecting too much from them, (4) its too time-consuming for them. well, i need u 'kids' to lemmi noe wat u think ok? :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;round 2 on tuesday.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;so both mr png n mr pisit told me they think that the ensemble needs a conductor. erm. okay, im open to the idea of it although i don really think one is neccessary. but they think that i should be the one conducting. that, im not for the idea. wha i have been repeating myself gazillion times that i don wanna play for vivala, and neither do i wanna conduct anything. i've already agreed to help play for 3 pieces, but im not gonna agree to the conducting. so, anyone fancy the spot? haha..&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33cc00;"&gt;edwin approached me to arrange 'say anything' by xjapan. zzz.. im soooo outta ideas. hoping to gain some inspiration when i go to the beach toml. lolx.. maybe im jus not listening enough ba. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;go with me, will u? :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8742135312856773160-8256109992191130408?l=sillyjam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sillyjam.blogspot.com/feeds/8256109992191130408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8742135312856773160&amp;postID=8256109992191130408' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742135312856773160/posts/default/8256109992191130408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742135312856773160/posts/default/8256109992191130408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillyjam.blogspot.com/2008/06/mario.html' title='mario'/><author><name>SweetJam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01866123702935002677</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-8742135312856773160.post-2121782711705868126</id><published>2008-06-08T04:16:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-23T15:57:41.310+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wrong idea?</title><content type='html'>&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;oh please &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;please don give me the wrong idea &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#6666cc;"&gt;:(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8742135312856773160-2121782711705868126?l=sillyjam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sillyjam.blogspot.com/feeds/2121782711705868126/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8742135312856773160&amp;postID=2121782711705868126' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742135312856773160/posts/default/2121782711705868126'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742135312856773160/posts/default/2121782711705868126'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillyjam.blogspot.com/2008/06/oh-please-please-don-give-me-wrong-idea.html' title='wrong idea?'/><author><name>SweetJam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01866123702935002677</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-8742135312856773160.post-1216953420519499247</id><published>2008-06-07T16:45:00.003+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-07T16:55:58.525+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1- week photo update</title><content type='html'>ok here are some photos:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;li ming, yue yuan and i went shopping last thursday. hahah.. n we made yue yuan try out 2 outfits at Sub. and.. WHOA. we saw the side of yue yuan that we nvr seen before... in a good way, of coz ;) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/sweetjam90/?action=view&amp;amp;current=yy2.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/sweetjam90/?action=view&amp;amp;current=yy1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/sweetjam90/yy1.jpg" border="0" alt="yy1" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/sweetjam90/?action=view&amp;amp;current=yy1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://s110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/sweetjam90/?action=view&amp;amp;current=yy2.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/sweetjam90/yy2.jpg" border="0" alt="yy2" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;ok i noe he will kill me for puttin these up. but wait till he find my blog then say ba =P =P =P&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;this is a photo of the sydney opera house. MILLION THANKS to lester for the beautiful photo! :D :D :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://s110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/sweetjam90/?action=view&amp;amp;current=lestersydney.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img alt="lestersydney" src="http://i110.photobucket.com/albums/n89/sweetjam90/lestersydney.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff9900;"&gt;ok im heading out with zheng yi soon. he suddenly call me out. after 6 yrs of friendship. suddenly call me out O.o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8742135312856773160-1216953420519499247?l=sillyjam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sillyjam.blogspot.com/feeds/1216953420519499247/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8742135312856773160&amp;postID=1216953420519499247' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742135312856773160/posts/default/1216953420519499247'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742135312856773160/posts/default/1216953420519499247'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillyjam.blogspot.com/2008/06/1-week-photo-update.html' title='1- week photo update'/><author><name>SweetJam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01866123702935002677</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-8742135312856773160.post-8972993379575824466</id><published>2008-06-05T01:46:00.002+08:00</published><updated>2008-06-05T02:39:05.320+08:00</updated><title type='text'>random post 5</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;okay i havent been blogging. naughty gal. lolx. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;sooooo &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;i've been busy with pasir ris's mario ensemble. its confirmed being played in Vivala concert, 11th july 2008 at VCH. tix are $10 n $12. u wan then lemmi noe hor ;) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;ndp trainings were held every week for the past 3 weeks.. whoa.. tats why i had the 'SHAG' post. hahha... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;alamak.. im in the middle of smth now.. when i think of wat to blog, i'll be back k? muahaha.. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8742135312856773160-8972993379575824466?l=sillyjam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sillyjam.blogspot.com/feeds/8972993379575824466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8742135312856773160&amp;postID=8972993379575824466' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742135312856773160/posts/default/8972993379575824466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742135312856773160/posts/default/8972993379575824466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillyjam.blogspot.com/2008/06/random-post-5.html' title='random post 5'/><author><name>SweetJam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01866123702935002677</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-8742135312856773160.post-5569765080808375551</id><published>2008-05-31T20:06:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-31T20:06:37.154+08:00</updated><title type='text'>shag</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffcc00;"&gt;SHAG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8742135312856773160-5569765080808375551?l=sillyjam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sillyjam.blogspot.com/feeds/5569765080808375551/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8742135312856773160&amp;postID=5569765080808375551' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742135312856773160/posts/default/5569765080808375551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742135312856773160/posts/default/5569765080808375551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillyjam.blogspot.com/2008/05/shag.html' title='shag'/><author><name>SweetJam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01866123702935002677</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-8742135312856773160.post-7719318057640578002</id><published>2008-05-31T00:24:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2008-05-31T00:25:38.408+08:00</updated><title type='text'>A</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;ohmygoshohmygoshohmygosh!!! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;its not C, its not B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ff0000;"&gt;ita A!!!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;:D :D :D &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;whahahahhahahahahahahah!!!!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8742135312856773160-7719318057640578002?l=sillyjam.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://sillyjam.blogspot.com/feeds/7719318057640578002/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=8742135312856773160&amp;postID=7719318057640578002' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742135312856773160/posts/default/7719318057640578002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/8742135312856773160/posts/default/7719318057640578002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://sillyjam.blogspot.com/2008/05/blog-post.html' title='A'/><author><name>SweetJam</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01866123702935002677</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>
