<?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-22938829</id><updated>2011-04-22T09:38:09.071+08:00</updated><title type='text'>froggie-ology</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22938829/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22938829/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>froggie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02049749788329237980</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>184</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-22938829.post-1694841147506029754</id><published>2008-01-23T00:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-22T23:41:58.222+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*whee!!*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;*whee!!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#993399;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ffff;"&gt;! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#6633ff;"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt; :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(haha. shameless, as usual. :p)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;gosh...i hit the "big" two-oh already! and i realise i actually had the time AND patience to do a series of countdown posts last year. how crazy i was last year....and how much crazier i'm being driven this year. hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22938829-1694841147506029754?l=froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com/feeds/1694841147506029754/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22938829&amp;postID=1694841147506029754' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22938829/posts/default/1694841147506029754'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22938829/posts/default/1694841147506029754'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com/2008/01/whee.html' title='*whee!!*'/><author><name>froggie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02049749788329237980</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-22938829.post-5409333396519305350</id><published>2007-12-31T20:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2008-01-22T23:47:32.520+08:00</updated><title type='text'>goodbye 2007, hello 2008.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;goodbye 2007, hello 2008.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;well, in a few more hours' time, it's gonna be the new year. just thought i'll put another post up, esp when 2007 has been such a quiet year on this blog. heh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;been thinking a bit on what 2007 was to me, and i realise i really ought to be thankful for a year of the most changes &amp;amp; stress, but yet the one that i was most blessed too. (unintended rhyme there. lol.) hahah. yes, i'm sounding emo again i know. am &amp;amp; always will be. :p&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 yep, a BIG THANKS to all my dearies for being there for me, whether it was your support for my uni application, your encouragement when i was stress abt work/school, or your love shown in any possible way to me. :) may 2008 be a good blessed year to you dearies in return for all the love!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;to everyone else reading this post....a very HAPPY NEW YEAR for 2008 to you too! :)&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/22938829-5409333396519305350?l=froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com/feeds/5409333396519305350/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22938829&amp;postID=5409333396519305350' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22938829/posts/default/5409333396519305350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22938829/posts/default/5409333396519305350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com/2007/12/goodbye-2007-hello-2008.html' title='goodbye 2007, hello 2008.'/><author><name>froggie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02049749788329237980</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-22938829.post-1809686630702924917</id><published>2007-12-19T00:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-12-19T00:54:18.681+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*phew!!!*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;*phew!!!*&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;before i start.....*takes a deep breathe*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ahhhhh....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. honestly, just as i said in my last post that i shld add a few more posts before a whole truckload of holiday activities come my way, like 3 days later i got myself involved in volunteering at a Singapore Design Festival exhibition for 2 weeks (was involved earlier on alr but din expect it to re-start again so soon!) and yah, after that everything else came crashing along as well. hahaha. hence my blogging intentions were delayed. AGAIN.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, just came back from a prawning outing with my buddies. hahaha. super ex considering we only caught like abt 15 prawns with 4 rods between the 6 of us. and each rod rental was like $26 for 3 hours!! but yah, while waiting for the catch can be rather boring and demoralising (esp when there are prawning pros catching 1 every 3 mins!!!), it's heck lot exciting and scary when the prawn bites! haha. these prawns are HUGE...with pincers!!! so hard to get them off the hook and girls being girls, we were like screaming when we caught the huge ones. think a lot of the pple ard the pond were like -.-". hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh oh, and there was this small boy, no more than 8 years old, who was like SO PRO that he'll just grip the prawn with his bare hands and unhook it so easily! he helped me when i caught this super big prawn with pincers twice as long as my fingers! so paiseh lah. cos when i caught it up i was like "oh shit! it's so friggin' big!!!" then the boy, who was standing next to me, looked at me, and i looked back at him...then he calmly reached for the prawn, unhooked it for me, and dumped the prawn into our holding net. so sweet of him!! (and a bit embarrassing for me) lol. :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my holidays are not looking any less busy from here on out tho, even when the exhibition's done and over with (thankfully!). dance practices, christmas prep, more gatherings, work-study drawings, my one-&amp;amp;-only holiday "assignment" for 2D, driving, and stuff at home that i'm supposed to pack/fix. hahaha. every student knows that the holidays is just a break from school but not a break for resting really. still, i'm enjoying it. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;out for now, let's see when's the next time i get to sit down &amp;amp; blog again. heh. :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22938829-1809686630702924917?l=froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com/feeds/1809686630702924917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22938829&amp;postID=1809686630702924917' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22938829/posts/default/1809686630702924917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22938829/posts/default/1809686630702924917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com/2007/12/phew.html' title='*phew!!!*'/><author><name>froggie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02049749788329237980</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-22938829.post-6376211423383411740</id><published>2007-11-23T15:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-11-23T16:22:40.715+08:00</updated><title type='text'>and if you thought this blog was dead...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;and if you thought this blog was dead...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WELL, I'M BACK!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;(hahahah. yeah, this blog was never declared dead in the first place. so no excuses for assuming! :p)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i know i know, it's been close to 6 months since i last posted anything, much to the point that i even have my message board (on blogspot) whining back at me abt being mouldy (thanks to a particular goodness-knows-who, no less. lol.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lemme see, checking the last post i have....that would be when i just started my second job at BNS (Bank of Nova Scotia) and just received news that i got into ADM (art, design &amp;amp; media) at NTU. wow. seems ages ago really. haha. think i ought to explain my absence a bit? ok here goes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the may-july period was so packed with activites like council stayover at sentosa, 24th investiture, etc....so that was reason no. 1: "TOO MANY STUFF TO BLOG ABT, TOO LITTLE TIME!" hahahah. the "too little time" part also mainly cos my job at BNS pretty much required me to work from 9am till almost 8+pm every weekday, sometimes even needing to work on saturdays and public hols. so you can imagine how much time i had left for my own stuff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the july-august period was just plain laziness as my excuse lah huh. hahah yes i admit it. ok lah, there was ADM orientation and preparation for uni etc, but cos it was just abt the only time that i have a break after quitting my BNS job and before i start uni, so i was rather lazing around, sleeping &gt;12 hours a day and playing games during whatever's left of the day. hahahah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then came MADNESS!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha, no lah. uni started in early august (NTU starts the earliest of the 3 unis) and so from there on out up till now, it's been a crazy 17 weeks of art classes and assignments. not to mention that just as i thought the working hours at BNS was crazy, the working hours at ADM are hysterical cos i pretty much SURVIVE at least half of those 17 weeks on less than 7 hours of sleep everyday. (more on school life in the subsequent posts :)) no prizes for guessing how much time i had left for blogging. heh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;apologies to anyone who relies on this blog for my updates because those who i am close to are usually updated via msn. and looking back at my posts the last one year or so, i realise that quite a number of posts are just an avenue for me to let out my emotions (generally negative), hence with all frustration, stress that i've had the last 6 months, i just didn't want to repeat the process all over again, making my blog such a sad collection of memories. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;since i'm free now (last of my exams was on the 19th), and before another trainload of holiday stuff come my way, i think i shall post a few posts here soon. hahah. no guarantees really. and pardon me if my posts are rather disorganised or sound different from what i used to write. blogging again aft such a long time feels rather....weird. hahaha. :p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that reminds me. i ought to update my profile page, and the other pages as well. oh, AND put this post up on my lj as well! lol. :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22938829-6376211423383411740?l=froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com/feeds/6376211423383411740/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22938829&amp;postID=6376211423383411740' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22938829/posts/default/6376211423383411740'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22938829/posts/default/6376211423383411740'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com/2007/11/and-if-you-thought-this-blog-was-dead.html' title='and if you thought this blog was dead...'/><author><name>froggie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02049749788329237980</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-22938829.post-6624280730865817091</id><published>2007-05-05T12:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-06T21:32:58.722+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Everything.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Everything.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're a falling star&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;You're the getaway car&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;You're the line in the sand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;When I go to far&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;You're the swimming pool&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;On an august day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;And you're the perfect thing to say&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you play it coy but it's kinda cute&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Oh when you smile at me you know exactly what you do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Baby don't pretend that you don't know it's true&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Cause you can see it when I look at you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;And in this crazy life&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;And through these crazy times&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;It's you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;It's you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;You make me sing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;You're every line&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;You're every word&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;You're everything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're a carousel&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;You're a wishing well&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;And you light me up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;When you ring my bell&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;You're a mystery&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;You're from outer space&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;You're every minute of my every day&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And I can't believe that I'm your man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;And I get to kiss you baby just because I can&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Whatever comes our way&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We'll see it through&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;And you know that's what our love can do&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And in this crazy life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;And through these crazy times&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;It's you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;It's you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;You make me sing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;You're every line&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;You're every word&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;You're everything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so la la la la&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;So la la la la&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And in this crazy life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;And through these crazy times&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;It's you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;It's you&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;You make me sing&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;You're every line&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;You're every word&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;You're everything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;You're every song&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;And I sing along&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Cause you're my everything&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;================================================================ &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3.5min of pure bliss whenever i hear this song. perfectly the happy content 'lil mood that reflects my mood about what's been happening. makes me feel like a chirpy little bird. hahaha. =p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22938829-6624280730865817091?l=froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com/feeds/6624280730865817091/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22938829&amp;postID=6624280730865817091' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22938829/posts/default/6624280730865817091'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22938829/posts/default/6624280730865817091'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com/2007/05/everything.html' title='Everything.'/><author><name>froggie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02049749788329237980</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-22938829.post-9066072587475488458</id><published>2007-05-04T22:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-04T22:36:52.657+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the wait, is over.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;the wait, is over.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Dear Miss Yap,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Congratulations! The University Admission Selection Committee has approved your application for admission to Nanyang Technological University (NTU) to study in the following course in academic year 2007-08, which commences on 6 August 2007: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;DIGITAL ANIMATION&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;... ...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&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;OMG.OMG.OMG. FINALLY!!! HALLELUJAH!!! =) =) =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;*double-flips in the air*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;pardon the rather short post...i'm afraid i might get emo if i continue anymore. heh. &gt;.&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;(thanks to all my dearies out there who've been rooting for me. =))&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/22938829-9066072587475488458?l=froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com/feeds/9066072587475488458/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22938829&amp;postID=9066072587475488458' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22938829/posts/default/9066072587475488458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22938829/posts/default/9066072587475488458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com/2007/05/wait-is-over.html' title='the wait, is over.'/><author><name>froggie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02049749788329237980</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-22938829.post-2626622133048980747</id><published>2007-05-01T23:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-05-06T21:56:40.502+08:00</updated><title type='text'>read: LABOUR day.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;read: LABOUR day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh gosh, for the 1st time in my entire life, i actually WORKED on a public holiday. okay, well, i do recall going back to school on labour day 2005 to prepare for council investiture but that's different from the corporate world. somemore my bank job is usually a 5-day work week, no shift-kind-of-job, PLUS i'm only a temp staff so i wasn't expecting to be called back on a public holiday. but oh wells, banks being banks, it's understandably more hectic at month-end so guess i can only justify my 'labour' with better pay. hee. =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;actually, i should say that my public-holiday "holiday" really started only in the evening when i joined hwei san &amp; the councillors at minds cafe@boat quay for a night of fun games. =) played "saboteur" and "take-6", which was just about it cos we didn't have much time since the following day was a work-day. sigh. see, the world's evolved to revolve around work now. lectures, tutorials, exams, &amp;amp; trainings seem oh-so-far-away now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm. somehow council gatherings now are usually the same few pple...unsurprisingly so, but hopefully there comes a day when most (i.e. &gt;75%!!) of the 22nd councillors can meet up again. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22938829-2626622133048980747?l=froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com/feeds/2626622133048980747/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22938829&amp;postID=2626622133048980747' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22938829/posts/default/2626622133048980747'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22938829/posts/default/2626622133048980747'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com/2007/05/read-labour-day.html' title='read: LABOUR day.'/><author><name>froggie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02049749788329237980</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-22938829.post-2616348051817003680</id><published>2007-04-20T22:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-29T23:21:50.495+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the first of things to come.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;the first of things to come.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Dear YAP SHE FONG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Congratulations! We are delighted to offer you admission into SMU's &lt;strong&gt;Bachelor of Science (Information Systems Management))&lt;/strong&gt; programme at our School of Information Systems (SIS) for the Academic Year &lt;strong&gt;2007-2008&lt;/strong&gt;.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Competition for places at SMU gets more intensive each year, and only one in eight applicants gets selected. You should be proud of your achievement. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=====================================================================&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;exactly as it came.....capslock, bold, typo errors and all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a side achievement no less, but the one letter to make or break me has yet to arrive.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22938829-2616348051817003680?l=froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com/feeds/2616348051817003680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22938829&amp;postID=2616348051817003680' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22938829/posts/default/2616348051817003680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22938829/posts/default/2616348051817003680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com/2007/04/first-of-things-to-come.html' title='the first of things to come.'/><author><name>froggie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02049749788329237980</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-22938829.post-4198250950734226781</id><published>2007-04-18T20:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-18T21:45:17.281+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a bit of this plus a bit of that plus a little extras on the sides.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;a bit of this plus a bit of that plus a little extras on the sides.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;u&gt;My Soccer 'Resume'&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Name: Yap She Fong&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Positions Played: Striker, Mid-fielder&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Previous Clubs: VJSG&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Goals Scored: 2&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh. i really really REALLY miss playing on the field. anyone willing to take me in? hahah. even if there's a "yes" somewhere, the feeling's just different from what i've been thru with VJSG 05/06. well, the juniors (&amp; grand-juniors. lol.) have kicked off (pun unintended.) their new season today with their first match at Farrer Park, against SRJC. congrats to them for the good win achieved today! hope they may carry forward with the champions' luck from last year. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;even the place of the match today brings back, well, 'fond' memories. hahaha. the Farrer Park field was one of the 2 fields used during our first season in 2005 (i'm quite sure the pioneer seniors can recall this terribly well. lol.). and as far as i can remember, it was a very sandy place (read: lumps of sand across the field!!) with sparse grass, which would get waterlogged during rainy weather. hahah. terrible place to play. i certainly hope the conditions there have gotten better, or at the very least, have not gotten worse. that very field was also where i had scored my 2nd goal, in the last game of the season. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;in other news, i found out in the newspaper on sunday that my idol, Flora Chan (Hong Kong actress), is pregnant!! like omg. sure comes as a pleasant surprise, but just as i'm looking forward to her new scheduled-to-be-filmed drama series with TVB (which is a rare collaboration now that she's not with TVB), news of her pregnancy comes with further news that she won't be able to continue with the filming hence. ah wells. at least there's sth to be happy abt. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;a little bit abt my work...since san is so uptight abt me. hahaha. anyway, i conclude that i can't survive long-term in a bank office. lol. i've screwed up so many things alr and sometimes it can be quite bugging when colleagues generally assume my knowledge. hmmm. but i guess the pple here are still quite patient with me lah. thank goodness i'm only a temp staff. lol. =P otherwise, i can still cope with the workload. a bit overwhelming at times yet i'll get it done eventually so yea, can lah. jus get damn tired at the end of the day. hahah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i realise i'm currently studying (driving theory), teaching (chinese) &amp;amp; working (at BNS) all at the same time. O.o like some wonderwoman like that. hahaha. well, tmr's just another workday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22938829-4198250950734226781?l=froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com/feeds/4198250950734226781/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22938829&amp;postID=4198250950734226781' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22938829/posts/default/4198250950734226781'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22938829/posts/default/4198250950734226781'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com/2007/04/bit-of-this-plus-bit-of-that-plus.html' title='a bit of this plus a bit of that plus a little extras on the sides.'/><author><name>froggie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02049749788329237980</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-22938829.post-1077583899987277833</id><published>2007-04-14T16:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-14T16:49:27.991+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hear ye, hear ye!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;hear ye, hear ye!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;well, if you have been faithfully following my blogs either at blogspot or at livejournal, firstly thank you for dropping by. secondly, you might have noticed that there's been a sudden influx of posts at blogspot, while my lj frens might have noticed a couple of shuffles in their 'friends' page. no, there's nothing wrong with your computers. it's jus that i've been really busy the last couple of weeks so haven't had the time to sit down and type all my thoughts out (esp when so much has been going on so there's so much to say). yup, i've finally gotten down to putting up (pun unintended. lol.) all my posts. so for pple who have been bugging me to update my blog (*ehem* to a particular seow hwei san), have fun reading! on a side note, lj folks might wanna jus click the link to my lj so that it's easier to read everything. haha. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i know i've been rather down for the last few days also, which i think is pretty obvious in my backposts. but like what i said, they are backposts, and i'm currently feeling better alr, so if you're concerned, don't worry and thanks. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=================================================================================now &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now on to my regular post. hee. went for musicfest yesterday with some of the 22nds. as with the school (council) tradition, musicfest was a blast and it was so much fun grooving to the show. there was a new category for MTVs this year, so it made the event more interesting and fun. but of cos, that meant that the event ended much later also. haha. =P well, at least it justifies the increased price of $12! hahaha. thank goodness i'm a council senior, if not ah, damn hard to get tickets one leh! many thanks to tiq for the hug and flowers! certainly brightened up my day. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;upcoming council event: the 24th Students' Council Investiture!! so exciting! *whee*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22938829-1077583899987277833?l=froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com/feeds/1077583899987277833/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22938829&amp;postID=1077583899987277833' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22938829/posts/default/1077583899987277833'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22938829/posts/default/1077583899987277833'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com/2007/04/hear-ye-hear-ye.html' title='hear ye, hear ye!'/><author><name>froggie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02049749788329237980</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-22938829.post-6393737578726797984</id><published>2007-04-11T23:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-14T16:24:01.645+08:00</updated><title type='text'>faculty test + interview.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;faculty test + interview.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;so much for saying that having the passion for something will get you somewhere. yeah i know that i'm crazy enough to apply for a course that has the MOST application prerequisites (read: A level results, online application, portfolio, video, essay &amp; faculty test) but i thought that the fact that i had the passion to study for it would help me thru all of it. yes, very much so to a great extent, esp when it came to the portfolio. but sigh, i think whatever confidence i had before the faculty test has been pretty much eroded off by the test itself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(a) i can't draw still life for nuts.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;(b) i could barely finish the 3 questions in 1.5hrs,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;(c) which as a result, the last part of my last question is anyhow whack one.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;(d) i had no idea what the heck i was doing/writing for my 2nd answer.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahahahah. and the first question being the "drawing still life" question, it's demoralising to see that the other pple in the lecture theatre can produce an absolutely superb drawing of their own hand (that's the qns) in 30min!!! omg. and my own drawing in comparison...dunno where to hide my face man. hahaha. =p heck lah, anyhow whack to the best of my abilities then hope some miracle happens lah. hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aft the faculty test, it was off to rush for the SMU interview, a compulsory part of my application to the Information Systems Management course. (see how troublesome my uni applications are? and i don't even know how it got so screwed up. lol.) the stupid interview took 2 hrs, and i didn't even have the time to take my lunch before that so HUR HUR, my stomach was taking over the functions of my brain. haha. guess the interview was okayy, except the part where i totally screwed up my math in "estimation qns" part. haha. heck lah, not as if this course is my 1st choice anyway. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;now it's jus left to wait and see. hmm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22938829-6393737578726797984?l=froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com/feeds/6393737578726797984/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22938829&amp;postID=6393737578726797984' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22938829/posts/default/6393737578726797984'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22938829/posts/default/6393737578726797984'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com/2007/04/faculty-test-interview.html' title='faculty test + interview.'/><author><name>froggie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02049749788329237980</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-22938829.post-7802095829163586735</id><published>2007-04-06T23:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-18T21:48:31.382+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bright lights.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;bright lights.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Baby, baby, baby &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;When all your love is gone, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Who will save me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;From all I'm up against out in this world? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Maybe, maybe, maybe &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;You'll find something that's enough to keep you, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;But if the bright lights don't receive you, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;You should turn yourself around and come on home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok ok, i admit it. i'm not as adaptable as i think i am, and possibly not as okay as i seem to be. yes, i'm aware that i'm 'subconciously' stressed at the moment, but it's not cause i can't cope with the work at my new office. call me silly but i can't seem to adapt to the commercial-area-office life. damn, i can't even survive lunchtime, like to find a place to eat in the sea of pple. my office feels a little claustrophobic to me (maybe cos my old office boasts a much larger table and space) and i'm really really sensitive when pple in my dept start talking behind my back, as well as to other things that happen around in the office. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;jus went out to watch Mr. Bean's Holiday with my dearies today. and as the credits scrolled, i was suddenly struck, like a little kid in awe, about how much i really want to see my name in the scrolling credits on the big screen. one day. some day. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ah wells. i jus think that there's too many changes and too many uncertainties in my life right now, such that i can't find a place/person to be constantly close-by to be my sense of security. i know there are many pple out there who'll always support me, but still, the distance is there and it'll still be different from the past when we were constantly together. so pardon me if i seem very quiet these days. i know it's not me but i need time to adjust and find myself in the CBD area. meanwhile, music in my mp3 player shall be my source of comfort.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;freaking emo kid who thinks wayyy too much.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22938829-7802095829163586735?l=froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com/feeds/7802095829163586735/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22938829&amp;postID=7802095829163586735' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22938829/posts/default/7802095829163586735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22938829/posts/default/7802095829163586735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com/2007/04/bright-lights.html' title='bright lights.'/><author><name>froggie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02049749788329237980</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-22938829.post-3051930647155432286</id><published>2007-04-04T22:31:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-14T15:43:42.034+08:00</updated><title type='text'>for a special someone.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;for a special someone.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;9&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;love you lots, always. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22938829-3051930647155432286?l=froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com/feeds/3051930647155432286/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22938829&amp;postID=3051930647155432286' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22938829/posts/default/3051930647155432286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22938829/posts/default/3051930647155432286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com/2007/04/for-special-someone.html' title='for a special someone.'/><author><name>froggie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02049749788329237980</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-22938829.post-9212401019425706532</id><published>2007-04-02T20:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-14T15:14:46.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a new chapter.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;a new chapter.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;today's my last day of work at NLB LSC (National Library Board, Library Supply Centre) and tmr's gonna be a new chapter at my new job with the Bank of Nova Scotia. goodbye to the days of chasing the trains at tanah merah/expo, flooded "grandfather-roads", t-shirt &amp; jeans, and lack of lunchfood variety! hahahaha. ok lah, it's not that the work environment here at LSC is that bad that i wanna switch jobs. in fact, i think my colleagues here are so sweet, i can't bear to leave them also. (awww.) but it's a rare chance that i get to work in the real "office-life", knowing that it's really not my thing aft i graduate from uni. so here goes, purely for job experience's sake. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahaha. this LSC job stint i would say, is worthy of the title as "my first job". ok, let me rephrase that. i'm proud to say that my first job was at LSC! hahah. really. i mean, look, firstly for someone whose chinese is not exactly very good compared to her peers, i was actually in the CHINESE dept. so much for stepping out of my comfort zone. hee. secondly, my presence there has really made an impact. ego aside, there are times i felt that i'm like some "light" that fell upon them. yeah, imagine some chorus singing in the background, then this spotlight opens from the sky, followed by some fella in the brown coat that falls face-first on the ground. hahaha!!! (if you still don't get the joke, that's the opening scene of mr. bean!!) no lah, but then looking back that the amount of work/non-work-related stuff that i've done for them, plus the great relationship that i share with them, i'm quite satisfied with my time there. :) jus perhaps a little disappointed that all the part-time staff weren't around today cos it's stock-taking day so i don't get to see all of them on my last day. oh wells.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so yup, tmr. hmm. a little nervous. like hello to the days of office wear, jam-packed mrt trains, rush-hour lunches and younger colleagues!! hahahaa. wish me luck man. :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yeah, for all you 22nds councillors who didn't turn up for MONOCHROME@ the Hougang Istana, catch up on what happened here: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://thewajco.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;http://thewajco.blogspot.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;. do come down for the council gatherings if you can ok?? really would like to catch up with everyone as a group. and for those of you who are still in the dark on what the Hougang Istana (haha.) is....shame on you!!! (jus kiddin!) it's alvin's house lah....so don't think it's some club ah. hahaha. =p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22938829-9212401019425706532?l=froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com/feeds/9212401019425706532/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22938829&amp;postID=9212401019425706532' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22938829/posts/default/9212401019425706532'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22938829/posts/default/9212401019425706532'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com/2007/04/new-chapter.html' title='a new chapter.'/><author><name>froggie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02049749788329237980</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-22938829.post-4309353148508653975</id><published>2007-03-30T22:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-10T21:24:12.945+08:00</updated><title type='text'>phew, made it!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;phew, made it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;i woke up at 0845 on Thurs, 29 Mar '07, and went to sleep at 0445 on Fri, 30 Mar '07.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's 20 hours straight without sleep.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;(oh, and if you were wondering, i woke up later this morning at 11am. =p)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wahh, that's like smash all my previous records alr, including the one where i slept for 16 hours straight. hahaha. yes, i'm a sleep extremist i know. been sleeping at 3am for quite a few days over the last few weekends...guess most pple alr know that i'm crazily rushing what i call the "portfolio+essay+video" package for my university applications to NTU's school of ADM, so nobody thinks i'm mad. except me (since i described myself as "crazily"). lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea, so anyway, today was the FINAL day to submit everything since this year 1st apr stupidly falls on a Sunday (oh, what an april's fool.) and the office of admissions for the universities are open only on weekdays. therefore, had to cheong EVERYTHING by today. gosh, really everything...from the supporting documents to the payment of fees to the online applications to the dear ol' "portfolio+essay+video". in 20 hours. hahaha. okayy, i wasn't THAT a procrastinator alright....i did finish certain parts of the application wayyyy ahead of time. it's jus that with work, along with all the extra stuff i have to submit, plus scholarships stuff. oh gosh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thankfully, i finished everything in time and really, by the shave of my skin. i went down to submit all my remaining documents between 4-5pm at both NTU and NUS, where the offices close at 5.15pm. erps.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so now..... &lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;YES!!!&lt;/span&gt; it's over!! :) :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 gruelling weeks of stress i tell you. and man, i really have to thank my parents (not that they're gonna read this) for all the support and effort in helping me with this. AND of cos, not forgetting all my dear friends out there who have been giving me so much encouragement to keep me going. thank you all so much. i swear i would have broken down somewhere in the middle if not for you pple. :) thanks to hweisan and yvette for keeping me in your prayers, and thank God for answering them. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright, so all that i can do, i have done. now it's all in the hands of fate to see if i get into ADM. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22938829-4309353148508653975?l=froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com/feeds/4309353148508653975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22938829&amp;postID=4309353148508653975' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22938829/posts/default/4309353148508653975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22938829/posts/default/4309353148508653975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com/2007/03/phew-made-it.html' title='phew, made it!'/><author><name>froggie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02049749788329237980</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-22938829.post-440667337583901505</id><published>2007-03-26T08:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-26T08:20:47.154+08:00</updated><title type='text'>to leap or not to leap.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;to leap or not to leap.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Your Horoscope Today (from Todayonline.com)&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;AQUARIUS (Jan 20 – Feb 18)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There will be alternatives to consider today. Any advancement or change regarding your income or your profession can be positive if you are willing to adapt to change. Listen to the ones you love. Denial will only set you back.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i guess this is it. fated perhaps. again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22938829-440667337583901505?l=froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com/feeds/440667337583901505/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22938829&amp;postID=440667337583901505' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22938829/posts/default/440667337583901505'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22938829/posts/default/440667337583901505'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com/2007/03/to-leap-or-not-to-leap.html' title='to leap or not to leap.'/><author><name>froggie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02049749788329237980</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-22938829.post-2843501371098719920</id><published>2007-03-18T20:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-23T20:40:13.533+08:00</updated><title type='text'>buffy!! :) :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;buffy!! :) :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;yay!! thank you thank you thank you lay queen for helping me get my survivor-cook island buff!! :) :) hahah. wanted the &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#999999;"&gt;black&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; one (aitutonga tribe!) cos it's really very cool-looking but it ran out of stock. could have gotten &lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;red&lt;/span&gt;, which was the colour of the Aitu Four that rocked the whole house (island) down, or the &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;green&lt;/span&gt; one, tribe colour of the Puka tribe (figure out the significance yourself for this one). but anyway, me being me, i didn't check the significance of the tribe colours before ordering cos i was so excited and so i jus ordered the next nicest-looking one after the black one. and so....i got the &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;blue&lt;/span&gt; one, which i realised (much later) is the colour of the sucky Raro tribe. hahaha!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;nvm, at least now i can say that i'm a true &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;BLUE&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; survivor fan!! hahaha! :p and hey, it's looking good that matters right? ;) *wheee!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22938829-2843501371098719920?l=froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com/feeds/2843501371098719920/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22938829&amp;postID=2843501371098719920' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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nostalgia&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;i love looking back at the stuff that pretty much made up my childhood days. stuff that i used to love, and still do very much. the good, fun, innocent times. haha. ok, innocent was a bit questionable but still, it's gotta be better than my life now. =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;sesame street! lamb chop's play-along! mr. bean! hahahah!! and many more of cos. :) :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is the song that never ends,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;yes, it goes on and on, my friend,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;some people started singing not knowing what it was,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;and they'll continue singing it forever just because—&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this is the song that never ends,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;yes, it goes on and on, my friend,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;some people started singing not knowing what it was,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;and they'll continue singing it forever just because—&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i can go on singing this forever...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;(gotta hear the song to get it stuck in your head dude. =P)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22938829-4397187914186590314?l=froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com/feeds/4397187914186590314/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22938829&amp;postID=4397187914186590314' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' 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:p&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;ever since i started work, my nj friend-colleagues and i have established this '5-day work week' which goes like this:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;mon is monday-blues-day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;tues is post-mon-blues-day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;wed is mid-week-crisis-day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;thurs is post-mid-week-crisis-day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;and fri is TGIF-day!! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;(for the un-informed out there, TGIF stands for 'thank-god-it's-fri!'.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;(for the feminists out there, TGIF can also mean 'thank-god-i'm-female!' lol.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;currently, cos of time constraints to finish my uni/scholarship applications, i've been 'forced' to take all thur(s) &amp; fri(s) off work till the deadline of 1st apr. which means my 'work week' has evolved to this:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;mon is monday-blues-day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;tues is mid-'week'-crisis-day.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;wed is TGIW-day!! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;(for the uber-slow out there, TGIW stands for 'thank-god-it's-wed!'.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;(and if you really must, then 'thank-god-i'm-woman!' hahah!!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;call me lame but i still think it's damn hilarious. haha. :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yeah, and by taking all-in-all 6 days off work (cos it's 3 weeks), it sums up to be abt $300 off my salary!! that being said, i still have to fork out money on travel and buying material for my portfolio! and dear tiq has very kindly (i'm not being sarcastic here.) reminded me of the econs term we learnt for this: "OPPORTUNITY COST". haha. omg. this portfolio is damn expensive can. it better get me into SADM (sch of art, design &amp;amp; media). hahaha. :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22938829-5626835978000917568?l=froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com/feeds/5626835978000917568/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22938829&amp;postID=5626835978000917568' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22938829/posts/default/5626835978000917568'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22938829/posts/default/5626835978000917568'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com/2007/03/tgiw-lol-p.html' title='TGIW! lol. :p'/><author><name>froggie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02049749788329237980</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-22938829.post-438282414144985567</id><published>2007-03-12T12:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-12T12:40:24.390+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*yay!!*</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;*yay!!*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i seldom blog twice a day...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;...but then it's something to be happy abt:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;lay queen's back in s'pore!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;YAY!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;all hail her royal highness! hahaha. =P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my day is made. =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22938829-438282414144985567?l=froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com/feeds/438282414144985567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22938829&amp;postID=438282414144985567' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22938829/posts/default/438282414144985567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22938829/posts/default/438282414144985567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com/2007/03/yay.html' title='*yay!!*'/><author><name>froggie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02049749788329237980</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-22938829.post-7882786627416936531</id><published>2007-03-12T09:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-23T20:19:17.685+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1500m.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;1500m.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;ever wanted something but had to wait SOOO long for it that the 'sian' feeling sets in? cos that's the confusing feeling that i'm having right now. it's like running a 1500m race you know. the 1st 500m in year 1, tripping, falling but carrying hopes that things will get better since it's only the beginning. the 2nd 500m in year 2, still tripping, falling and even cramping up, but it's only half the race and the optimistic thought is still lingering around. after getting back my A level results, it gave me strength to sprint forward another 300m. but now, i'm running in the 1300-1400m region, wondering if what's waiting for me at the finishing line is as rosy as i had expected it to be, wondering if i should slow down and jus stop at the 1400m mark. yes, jus 100m short of the finishing line.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think only a rare few, perhaps only 1 person so far, would know what i'm talking abt. ok, i'm damn stressed abt my uni applications, scholarship applications aside. i'm scared - lacking the confidence to finish my portfolio in a veryvery tight deadline with a standard high enough for my own expections. even so, there is this inferiority that the other applicants' portfolios will be better than mine. i've been so keen on the animation course, willing to take up the tedious, time-consuming course and yet i'm naively hoping that i can get in with a 'last-min' portfolio. but it's too late to turn back now. i'll jus have to make a blind dash, sacrifices and all, to the finishing line in hopes that there's a pot of gold at the end of the rainbow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i had typed this post earlier - much longer, and detailed, but it was lost. and so are most of the emotions that were reflected in the previous post. sigh. maybe it's meant to be. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as for you. some thanks for the reminder abt my love life. very timely indeed - i so didn't need that. and if you ever chance upon this blog, this post, i'll have you know that i still meant every word i said in the smses. appreciate the concern but it's only adding on to my troubles at this time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22938829-7882786627416936531?l=froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com/feeds/7882786627416936531/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22938829&amp;postID=7882786627416936531' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22938829/posts/default/7882786627416936531'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22938829/posts/default/7882786627416936531'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com/2007/03/1500m.html' title='1500m.'/><author><name>froggie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02049749788329237980</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-22938829.post-8766884478074812723</id><published>2007-03-07T07:58:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-08T09:46:50.268+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tick. tick.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;tick. tick.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;seriously, i dunno what's worse. the anticipation and fear while waiting for results, or the frustration and stress of the aftermath of it. raise your hands, all those who are having difficulties deciding which course to take, where to apply to, meeting the deadlines of the scholarship/course applications etc. haha. well, not that i can see your hands anyway. :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok lah, i think i'm better off than most others in that i've decided what i wanted to take. esp since my grades are not as good as *some pple* who have the option of applying for jus abt everything. lol. jus kiddin. so now it's only a matter of applying to ADM and pray hard i get in. however, i'm having trouble with deadlines &amp;amp; picking my 'backup' courses. like omg. i have less than 2 weeks left to apply for some scholarships and less than a month to finish my portfolio!!!(erps.) i sure hope i make it in time, esp the portfolio. if not i'll never forgive myself if i do not get in cos of that. &gt;_&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hmm. i realise that my profile page on blogspot is waaayy backdated. (no point going to look at it now...i've updated it. :p) hahah. well, at least i've accomplished 1 item in my 'wishlist', which is to pass 4 'A' level subjects. ah, the joys of setting a 'low' expectation. :p it's 'low' cos to the high-flyers, passing is nth. but hey, i've been failing my whole jc life k. haha. :) now on to the next item of getting into ADM!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yay!!! liverpool has whacked barcelona out of the champions' league!! wahhaha!! :p on to get that trophy back boys! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22938829-8766884478074812723?l=froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com/feeds/8766884478074812723/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22938829&amp;postID=8766884478074812723' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22938829/posts/default/8766884478074812723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22938829/posts/default/8766884478074812723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com/2007/03/tick-tick.html' title='tick. tick.'/><author><name>froggie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02049749788329237980</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-22938829.post-3851032672616386308</id><published>2007-03-05T22:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-07T07:50:25.692+08:00</updated><title type='text'>results are like contagious diseases.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;results are like contagious diseases.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;ok, first, a disclaimer: i'm not boasting. not as if i got 4As or 3As also. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt; :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;anyway, from the time i get my results, in the span of less than:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3 hrs: my parents, schmates, close frens from other schs, ex-teachers, and godma+family would know my results. (duh. because i msg them.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24 hrs: the neighbours upstairs, downstairs, left, right, in my block whom my parents always talk to already know my results. mummy's 'auntie' frens have called to ask her abt my results. daddy's frens &amp;amp; some distant relatives have alr called as well.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;48 hrs: some random, damn far-off pple whom i know but seldom see, actually know my results or even better still, ask for them! (and it's not even from me or my parents!) apparently my godma's sister's boss' wife asked her (my god-aunt) for my results! like omg. O.o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;72 hrs: back to the office. duh my whole dept knows cos they asked me. and then the frens of those in my dept who are in other depts come along and ask me as well. -.-"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;somebody pls tell me this spreads faster than the SARS outbreak. haha. :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22938829-3851032672616386308?l=froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com/feeds/3851032672616386308/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22938829&amp;postID=3851032672616386308' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22938829/posts/default/3851032672616386308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22938829/posts/default/3851032672616386308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com/2007/03/results-are-like-contagious-diseases.html' title='results are like contagious diseases.'/><author><name>froggie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02049749788329237980</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-22938829.post-5518320089901573857</id><published>2007-03-03T20:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-14T15:49:06.649+08:00</updated><title type='text'>nil sine labore.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;nil sine labore.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;finally. the 'big day'. Victorians' day!! haha. okay lah, it wasn't very big...in terms of the no. of pple who turned up (which was expected.) but nonetheless it was an event that required jus as much planning &amp; execution as with any other 1-day sch events. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saw grace, charlene, waikin and hwei san at the event...thanks for coming down to support the event! and thanks too to all those who turned up whom i might have missed! :) haha. despite being part of the organising comm, i still got to have a bit of fun lah. with the opening exhibition game of floorball (LOL.), free prata, a cool OVA shirt (nice!), and mass dance (!!), it jus felt great to be back in sch again, being in 'authority' (haha.) and not having to worry abt anything else. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, working with the organising comm was a blast. :) hilarious bunch of pple to work with. haha. most of them were from the 2oth SC, so it was like back in council again. but of cos, every council is different and the dynamics of this team is naturally different from that of the 22nds. still, it's a learning experience. :) any 22nds out there willing to join the comm next year? :p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and how could i have forgotten....&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;P&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;9&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt; B&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;Y &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;U&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22938829-5518320089901573857?l=froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com/feeds/5518320089901573857/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22938829&amp;postID=5518320089901573857' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22938829/posts/default/5518320089901573857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22938829/posts/default/5518320089901573857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com/2007/03/nil-sine-labore.html' title='nil sine labore.'/><author><name>froggie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02049749788329237980</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-22938829.post-5255729064553980084</id><published>2007-03-02T23:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-06T20:21:20.918+08:00</updated><title type='text'>in the hours leading up...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;in the hours leading up...&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff33;"&gt;on the bus on the way back to vj to collect results, there was a familiar feeling creeping back up to me again. no, it wasn't that moment of sudden fear that seized me and made me cry hysterically even before i got my results during the O level release.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;rather, it was that feeling...that feeling that i always get before every match of my 2nd season of soccer. the feeling that i was in a very sucky situation, going for battle, &amp; predicting that my position will probably remain stuck in the muck. and yet, i have this quiet confidence that despite it all, the team can and will make it through successfully, even if it is to leave me behind. however, for the A levels, i was alone in this, but that only made things a tad more scary. realised that i've gotten quite used to this feeling actually. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, this time around i had the fortune of meeting my civics tutor before the official release and i couldn't resist asking him for my results immediately. couldn't bear waiting...lest i breakdown before even getting my results again. (esp when i scared myself aft looking at the honours &amp;amp; stats board. lol.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;thankfully, mine went well. better than my own expectations. :) yes, thank God. now with renewed hopes for scholarships and that darn place in ADM that's playing-hard-to-get (lol.), it's time to whack whack whack like nobody's business. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aft that, it was off to prep for vic-day. which ended at ard 10.30pm for me. gosh. hopefully the event goes well for tmr. so exciting....feels like being back in council again. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, to the pple who have made it to the honours board, a big CONGRATULATIONS to you all!! to the pple who weren't very happy with their results, take pride that you've done your best and really, all hope is not lost. :) pple!! we've survived the A levels!! be proud of yourselves cos i'm proud of us all too! hahah. :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22938829-5255729064553980084?l=froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com/feeds/5255729064553980084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22938829&amp;postID=5255729064553980084' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22938829/posts/default/5255729064553980084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22938829/posts/default/5255729064553980084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com/2007/03/in-hours-leading-up.html' title='in the hours leading up...'/><author><name>froggie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02049749788329237980</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-22938829.post-3739814117005286060</id><published>2007-03-01T21:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-02T10:30:16.463+08:00</updated><title type='text'>tmr! tmr! i love you tmr (?!)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;tmr! tmr! i love you tmr (?!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;i'm the sad bugger case who's only hoping to PASS my 4 A levels subjects when everyone else is hoping to get 4As &amp;amp; whatever distinctions they have. sigh. jus check this out:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;at a family friend's house during CNY, who's a very experienced tuition teacher:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;she: eh, you getting back your A level results soon right? got hope to get good results or not? me: errr....gotta pray hard and hope that i pass lor...cos my prelims weren't very gd.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;she: aiyah, sure can one lah. my students prelims get Bs, Cs, Ds in the end also get As.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;me: errr...i got DDOF for my prelims leh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;she: (looks stunned) ok, yah....i think you really need the luck and pray hard also.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;me: (smiling) haha...thanks. (back of mind) hur hur....some thanks ah. -.-"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc66;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;on the way home from work on the mrt with other same-age colleagues today:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;me: eh, today is theoretically our last day as 'O' level graduates leh! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;fren1: eh yah hor!! yay!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;fren2: you better not speak too soon....later end up still remaining as 'O' level graduate ah!! jus kiddin!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but seriously, it did hit me (earlier on) that there is a possibility of me remaining as an 'O' level grad. not that i'm being pessimistic or what, but it is the first time for a major exam that i'm not worried as to whether i get excellent results. it sucks that i am actually anticipating in hopes that i'll pass. like omg. it's a sick sinking feeling i tell you. and tmr is gonna be a heck of a roller-coaster ride considering my emotion-spectrum can range from one extreme to the other...depending on how my results are. sigh. =(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, best of luck to all my dearies, and to everyone else who's getting back their results tmr! =)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22938829-3739814117005286060?l=froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com/feeds/3739814117005286060/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22938829&amp;postID=3739814117005286060' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22938829/posts/default/3739814117005286060'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22938829/posts/default/3739814117005286060'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com/2007/03/tmr-tmr-i-love-you-tmr.html' title='tmr! tmr! i love you tmr (?!)'/><author><name>froggie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02049749788329237980</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-22938829.post-6141486850502820987</id><published>2007-02-26T14:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-26T22:01:56.734+08:00</updated><title type='text'>this is not 'stop, drop &amp; roll'.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;this is not 'stop, drop &amp;amp; roll'.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, it's confirmed. the a level results will be out on friday, 2nd mar '07, 2.30pm, specifically for me, at vjc. as emergency procedures would have it, this calls for an anti-emergency protocol know as&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PANIC. -freaks out- *DIES*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, ignore the 1st paragraph. i have no idea what i'm talking abt. only the 4 words above this should count. :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22938829-6141486850502820987?l=froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com/feeds/6141486850502820987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22938829&amp;postID=6141486850502820987' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22938829/posts/default/6141486850502820987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22938829/posts/default/6141486850502820987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com/2007/02/this-is-not-stop-drop-roll.html' title='this is not &apos;stop, drop &amp; roll&apos;.'/><author><name>froggie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02049749788329237980</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-22938829.post-4746288687009361371</id><published>2007-02-24T17:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-03-09T13:33:48.298+08:00</updated><title type='text'>life's game of survival</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;life's game of survival &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;sia lah. i've been so busy this week. not to mention being tired from it all at the end of the week. worse still, i missed my 'Survivor: Fiji' last night cos i was so tired i forgot abt it aft working on the OVA committee stuff and plonked off to bed!!! =( aargh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next week's gonna be yet another C.R.A.Z.Y week with victorians' day &amp; results coming up. ERPS. &gt;_&lt;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my consolation is that i get to go bowling with my darlings tmr! fun fun. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;happy 1st birthday to my bloggy!! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22938829-4746288687009361371?l=froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com/feeds/4746288687009361371/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22938829&amp;postID=4746288687009361371' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22938829/posts/default/4746288687009361371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22938829/posts/default/4746288687009361371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com/2007/02/lifes-game-of-survival.html' title='life&apos;s game of survival'/><author><name>froggie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02049749788329237980</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-22938829.post-2389443292694596253</id><published>2007-02-21T21:53:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-21T22:25:23.327+08:00</updated><title type='text'>animated me.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;animated me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;say hello to probably the one-&amp;-only life-sized animated character you'll ever know. yes, me. the crazy fella who goes round living life like mr bean:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;walking into pillars.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;missing a step off the stairs.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;banging my head against the glass panes of shops.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;getting into car accidents.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;tripping over random stuff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;yadda yadda. :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and in my latest antics, i jus whacked the corner of the plastic file into my left eye last nite. what an idiot. -.-" lol. :p but anyway, like all goofy characters, nothing serious really happens. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh wait...is that my eyeball on the floor?? erm, excuse me while i go...erm....pick it up &amp; fix it back. :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(haha! :p)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22938829-2389443292694596253?l=froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com/feeds/2389443292694596253/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22938829&amp;postID=2389443292694596253' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22938829/posts/default/2389443292694596253'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22938829/posts/default/2389443292694596253'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com/2007/02/animated-me.html' title='animated me.'/><author><name>froggie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02049749788329237980</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-22938829.post-3467619300194920466</id><published>2007-02-20T19:17:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-04-14T15:51:37.554+08:00</updated><title type='text'>chinese new year-urgh !</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;chinese new year-urgh !&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;i seriously cannot stand cny. it being tiring is one thing, but it's irritating when pple do the things they do during cny jus cos it's a traditional obligation and not cos they truly mean it, you know? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;one more thing, i'm so gonna whack the next person who bugs me to eat when i've told him/her for the UMPTEENTH time that i'm absolutely full &amp; bursting. some pple jus don't get it. i know it's part of being a good host to offer food to the guest &amp;amp; that a good guest should eat some. (which i did ok!) but i think i'll be doing the host a better favor by refusing subsequent offers...i'd rather be rude than to end up puking on the floor. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;cny, btw, is a life cycle that goes like this:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;- when you're single, pple either ask if you have a bf or &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;when you're gonna have a bf. (like how would i know when he'll appear??!!) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;- when you're attached, pple will ask when the both of you are gonna tie the knot. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;- when you're married, pple will ask when you both are planning to have kids. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;- and when you finally have kids, pple will either: run off with your kids to play with them, or bombard you with questions abt your kids. (eg. when are they getting a bf/gf) -.-"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this coming from personal experience and observation over the years. lol. :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22938829-3467619300194920466?l=froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com/feeds/3467619300194920466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22938829&amp;postID=3467619300194920466' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22938829/posts/default/3467619300194920466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22938829/posts/default/3467619300194920466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com/2007/02/cny-101.html' title='chinese new year-urgh !'/><author><name>froggie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02049749788329237980</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-22938829.post-7443194223775463621</id><published>2007-02-18T01:00:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-18T01:42:23.490+08:00</updated><title type='text'>big BIG day!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;big BIG day!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;P&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;9&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;h&lt;/span&gt; B&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;Y &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;Q&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;! &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt; :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and a happy lunar new year to all too!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cheers!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22938829-7443194223775463621?l=froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com/feeds/7443194223775463621/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22938829&amp;postID=7443194223775463621' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22938829/posts/default/7443194223775463621'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22938829/posts/default/7443194223775463621'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com/2007/02/big-big-day.html' title='big BIG day!!'/><author><name>froggie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02049749788329237980</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-22938829.post-1773181788192286602</id><published>2007-02-14T13:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-15T13:43:16.468+08:00</updated><title type='text'>happy valentines' day!! &lt;3</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;happy valentines' day!! &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blogging from the office. HAHA! :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;yea man, it's DE day for looove. haha. :p but since i'm still single, unattached &amp; looking (*hint hint!* lol. :p), 14th feb shall remain as friendship day. no, make that my girlfriends day. hahah. i'm straight k...jus like guys have their homies, girls can have their girlfriends! :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;so here's a big shoutout to:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;my dearies from scgs - sheryl, jiat sing, huifen, tsun ting &amp;amp; junxing!! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;my dearies from vj - hwei san, atiqah &amp;amp; lay queen!! :) and the 22nds students' council!! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;love you all, and may all of you find the love of your life! X)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22938829-1773181788192286602?l=froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com/feeds/1773181788192286602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22938829&amp;postID=1773181788192286602' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22938829/posts/default/1773181788192286602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22938829/posts/default/1773181788192286602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com/2007/02/happy-valentines-day-3.html' title='happy valentines&apos; day!! &lt;3'/><author><name>froggie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02049749788329237980</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-22938829.post-8889214439316721832</id><published>2007-02-13T21:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-15T13:42:11.532+08:00</updated><title type='text'>*secret* not mine. :p</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;*secret* not mine. :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just a little more love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;just a little more peace&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;that's all it takes to live a dream&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;walk hand in hand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;to understand&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;and one day soon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;we'll live in harmony.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;haha...this is like the 2nd consecutive post abt tv shows. :p anw, i finally got to catch the entire show - "the victoria secrets fashion show 2006" yesterday!! haha. now now, i didn't watch the show for the products ok! (as if i have the figure &amp; money to wear them! lol.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but after watching the show, i really think that it should be the dream of all models to be on that runway. yes, it's like THE runway lah. the lightings, the stage design, the set changes, the music, &amp;amp; the product design. (haha.) omg. it's glam, classy, funky, &amp; groovy all in one! damn, they don't even call their models models. they're called 'angels', complete with the elaborate wings. how cool is that man. and i gotta be fair k, those models are really damn pro &amp;amp; damn hawt.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;haha...i think it's cool that the programme even shows like the backstage stuff, the models' sharing segment, and life from a model's point of view. lol. like compare with those runway shows you see on tvmobile. milan, paris, chomel, dior, whatever big names you can come up with...it's nothing as entertaining as this. haha. to use songs like sexyback for a runway show really changes the whole mood &amp; atmosphere of the show. the song above was used in the 'heaven-themed' segment. nice lyrics, fits the theme, &amp;amp; well performed. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;haha. alright. enough gushing abt the technical aesthetics of the show. one day i'm gonna do a stage design jus as glam ok. :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22938829-8889214439316721832?l=froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com/feeds/8889214439316721832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22938829&amp;postID=8889214439316721832' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22938829/posts/default/8889214439316721832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22938829/posts/default/8889214439316721832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com/2007/02/secret-not-mine-p.html' title='*secret* not mine. :p'/><author><name>froggie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02049749788329237980</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-22938829.post-7974312506459282721</id><published>2007-02-11T22:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-13T22:30:05.830+08:00</updated><title type='text'>best in s'pore &amp; JB and some say...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;best in s'pore &amp; JB and some say...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;batam! haha. :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jus watched the grand finale of pck pte ltd. quite emo...&amp; yes, there was a tear in my eye. :'( man, i'm so gonna miss watching the show.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the only 2 sitcoms on channel 5 that i ever liked, which left a deep impression on me, were 'under one roof' &amp; 'PCK pte ltd'. the former stopped running a few years back and now the latter. sigh. channel 5 recently had a showcase of the old sitcoms in celebration of 10 years of award-winning sitcoms...and it was so nice to watch that re-run episode of 'under one roof' and still laugh so heartily. man the show was like more than 10 years ago lah! :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;pity i didn't catch PCK the musical. wanted to but lacked the resources to go watch it. haha. :p oh wells, if they ever choose to stage it again, i'm definitely watching it! darn, doubt i can get to watch phantom of the opera also. &gt;_&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;to the guy with the funky hair, iconic mole, bright yellow boots &amp;amp; his signature line. peace out. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22938829-7974312506459282721?l=froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com/feeds/7974312506459282721/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22938829&amp;postID=7974312506459282721' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22938829/posts/default/7974312506459282721'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22938829/posts/default/7974312506459282721'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com/2007/02/best-in-spore-jb-and-some-say.html' title='best in s&apos;pore &amp; JB and some say...'/><author><name>froggie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02049749788329237980</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-22938829.post-4872860596879222752</id><published>2007-02-09T21:51:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-09T21:51:23.992+08:00</updated><title type='text'>why there's such a thing called GENTLEmen. =P</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;why there's such a thing called GENTLEmen. =P&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;it's the sweet, thoughtful little things that guys do for girls that make the girl's heart melt. even if they don't mean to impress the girl or do it unintentionally. don't you think so? X) of cos, it's always sweeter when you know they do it for you cos you're in their heart. awww. haha. :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, i don't think i've exactly answered my title. :p heck. heart melted alr. X)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22938829-4872860596879222752?l=froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com/feeds/4872860596879222752/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22938829&amp;postID=4872860596879222752' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22938829/posts/default/4872860596879222752'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22938829/posts/default/4872860596879222752'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com/2007/02/why-theres-such-thing-called-gentlemen.html' title='why there&apos;s such a thing called GENTLEmen. =P'/><author><name>froggie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02049749788329237980</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-22938829.post-6917412579854287366</id><published>2007-02-08T22:44:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-08T23:06:01.542+08:00</updated><title type='text'>office 101.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;office 101.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;have been working with the most infamous woman in my company since yesterday. ugh. one of the worst working experiences i've ever had. no, make that the worst person i've ever worked with. haha. terribly long story to complain abt. :p wanna hear then ask me lah huh. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;finished my work today with my hands feeling like they've jus been working with OBS fibreglass kayaks. haha. cos i think got like tons of micro papercuts on my hands so they feel itchy and prickly. ugh. tmr my superiors will be returning from a week-long course, so hopefully i can do other (better) jobs. yay! haha. funny that i should be happy abt my superiors returning. but they're nice pple so yah, not surprising either. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;===================================================================&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tried sth at my office....and currently i hold the record of guessing 3 pple's birthday months correctly on the 1st attempt. and i've correctly identified on the 1st attempt for another 3 pple, if they were born at the start, middle, or end of the year. start being jan-mar, mid being may-jul, end being oct-dec. the rest of the months i call them in-betweens. haha. not bad, looks like i do have a knack of looking at pple's faces &amp; characters to guess when they're born. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;===================================================================&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;with the O level results due to be released tmr, there've been pple at the office who either think i'm getting my results tmr (-.-") or keep asking me when the A levels results will be released. then of cos, everyone will follow up with the "which uni &amp;amp; course are you intending to pursue?" question. ugh. -.-"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh. i've told SO many pple SO many times that i want to go do animation at NTU. so much so that the more i say, the more i'm scared that i cannot enter the sch. i've been so bent &amp; keen on going to school of adm (art, design &amp;amp; media) that even my so-called 'backup courses' seem jus a temporary alt for me. english? NIE? that's jus abt it for backups. ho hum. pray hard then. :p haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;===================================================================&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i wanna go watch the phantom of the opera!!! &gt;_&lt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;================================================================&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. ok, time to stop blogging, continue with my lesson prep, before plonking off to sleep. lol. (yay! survivor fiji starts tmr - friday!!) :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22938829-6917412579854287366?l=froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com/feeds/6917412579854287366/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22938829&amp;postID=6917412579854287366' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22938829/posts/default/6917412579854287366'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22938829/posts/default/6917412579854287366'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com/2007/02/office-101.html' title='office 101.'/><author><name>froggie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02049749788329237980</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-22938829.post-822615352264636404</id><published>2007-02-07T19:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-08T19:17:11.692+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Things that make you feel good. :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;Things that make you feel good. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;(got this off the New Paper... :) )&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;laughing&lt;/span&gt; so hard your face hurts. (HAHA!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;a hot shower.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;no lines at the supermarket.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;finding a $50 note in your jacket pocket months later.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;hearing your favourite song on the radio.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;lying in bed listening to the rain outside.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;a special glance. (ooo... :p)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;a good conversation.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;midnight phone calls that last for hours.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;accidentally overhearing someone say something nice abt you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;waking up and realising you still have a few hrs left to sleep. (YES!!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;road trips with frens.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;holding hands with someone you care abt. (aww...)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;running into an old fren and realising that some things (good or bad) never change.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;watching the expression on someone's face as they open a much desired present from you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;knowing that somebody misses you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;knowing you've done the right thing, no matter what other pple think.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;i think this list is 100% true. and i'm glad i've experienced more than half of it. :) :) now that's feeling good!! hahaha! :p&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/22938829-822615352264636404?l=froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com/feeds/822615352264636404/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22938829&amp;postID=822615352264636404' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22938829/posts/default/822615352264636404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22938829/posts/default/822615352264636404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com/2007/02/things-that-make-you-feel-good.html' title='Things that make you feel good. :)'/><author><name>froggie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02049749788329237980</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-22938829.post-664946083655992081</id><published>2007-02-06T22:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-08T19:18:46.861+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i'm the boss!! (nah, tiq is. :p)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;i'm the boss!! (nah, tiq is. :p)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;haha. goodness knows what's gotten into me. received waikin's sms abt coucnil gathering at settlers' cafe. then i think i read it, put it aside to think whether to go or not, and then i totally forgot abt it!! haha. until like this morning tiq sms to ask if i'm going then i was like - that sounded kinda familiar... but i couldn't find waikin's msg in my hp anymore!! and i don't recall deleting it cos i thot i put it aside. -.-" hahah. dory fish memory. :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyway, went down to meet the councillors - jas, eq, alvin &amp; waikin at dhoby ghaut to have dinner at yoshinoya. then dawn &amp;amp; david came to join us...jus in time to take away so that we could head over to the mind cafe to play games. :) tiq joined us there. it was ladies' nite on tuesdays so the girls get to play for free! yay. played 'i'm the boss', a game that tests your negotiation and metal calculation skills (LOL.), which tiq won. then played 'seize the bone', a game somewhat like heart attack except that this game can cheat one. haha. the 2nd game was damn disasterious to me lah. cos i was thinking so much that my reaction slowed. ugh. actually the game no need to think one. -.-" haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, the games wasn't the highlight lah. it's jus nice to meet up with the councillors again, even if it's jus that few. btw, jus realised that it was a fully welco-cum-exco-pple-only reunion. hahah. but then me and tiq left earlier to have a good rest for the next working day so we left the rest to play on. damn, i wanted to try the 'snorta' game and be the frog!! lol. next time then. :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22938829-664946083655992081?l=froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com/feeds/664946083655992081/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22938829&amp;postID=664946083655992081' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22938829/posts/default/664946083655992081'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22938829/posts/default/664946083655992081'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com/2007/02/im-boss-nah-tiq-is-p.html' title='i&apos;m the boss!! (nah, tiq is. :p)'/><author><name>froggie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02049749788329237980</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-22938829.post-1735868314964139309</id><published>2007-02-05T11:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T22:45:19.637+08:00</updated><title type='text'>music &amp; movement is my life. :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;music &amp; movement is my life. :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You can't stop an avalanche as it races down the hill&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;You can try to stop the seasons, girl,&lt;br /&gt;but you know you never will&lt;br /&gt;And you can try to stop my dancing feet,&lt;br /&gt;but I just cannot stand still!&lt;br /&gt;'Cause the world keeps spinnin' round and round&lt;br /&gt;And my heart's keepin' time to the speed of the sound&lt;br /&gt;I was lost 'til I heard the drums,&lt;br /&gt;then I found my way&lt;br /&gt;'Cause you can't stop the beat!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ever since this whole world began,&lt;br /&gt;A woman found out if she shook it,&lt;br /&gt;she could shake up a man&lt;br /&gt;And so I'm gonna shake and shimmy it&lt;br /&gt;the best that i can today&lt;br /&gt;'Cause you can't stop the motion of the ocean&lt;br /&gt;rthe sun in the sky&lt;br /&gt;You can wonder, if you wanna,&lt;br /&gt;but I'll never ask why&lt;br /&gt;And if you try and hold me down&lt;br /&gt;I'm gonna spit in your eye and say&lt;br /&gt;THAT YOU CAN'T STOP THE BEAT! :) :)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;i plug on my mp3 player:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;groove on the mrt platform,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;dance alone in the lift,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;walk on the streets with a skip in my steps,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;sing in the bathroom.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i walk on the streets:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;strut on long narrow paths-my runway,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;leap past pple on the escalators-my racetrack,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;hopscotch on coloured tiles on the floor-my childhood,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;weave through crowds in shopping centres-my videogame.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i look at the world:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;see a photograph in stationary pple &amp;amp; objects,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;direct a movie with the events around me,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;dream a animation of a fantasy merged with reality,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;imagine that life's a play, the actor on stage.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the world is my dance floor, my runway, my stage, my movie set, my CG animation. :)&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/22938829-1735868314964139309?l=froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com/feeds/1735868314964139309/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22938829&amp;postID=1735868314964139309' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22938829/posts/default/1735868314964139309'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22938829/posts/default/1735868314964139309'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com/2007/02/music-movement-is-my-life.html' title='music &amp; movement is my life. :)'/><author><name>froggie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02049749788329237980</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-22938829.post-1471375107455132015</id><published>2007-02-04T22:47:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-04T23:45:50.994+08:00</updated><title type='text'>yay!! go LIONS!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;yay!! go LIONS!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;CONGRATULATIONS to the S'pore national football team, the LIONS!! for winning the ASEAN football championship for the 3rd time!! :) :) really proud of them man!! at least there's sth going for s'pore football. hee hee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;kudos to the thais for playing a good game, especially with keeping possession. aft all, it is a game between the 2 best teams in SEA. cos like there's only 2 teams who have ever won the cup in the tournament's history. thailand &amp;amp; s'pore. so duh. hahah. :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, it was a 2-1 home win for the Lions in the 1st leg and a 1-1 away draw in the 2nd leg. :) so yup, YAY!! again. hee. :) i support national football k! haha. :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22938829-1471375107455132015?l=froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com/feeds/1471375107455132015/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22938829&amp;postID=1471375107455132015' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22938829/posts/default/1471375107455132015'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22938829/posts/default/1471375107455132015'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com/2007/02/yay-go-lions.html' title='yay!! go LIONS!!'/><author><name>froggie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02049749788329237980</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-22938829.post-5713862709456508648</id><published>2007-02-03T23:12:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T22:30:59.698+08:00</updated><title type='text'>darling + darling + more darlings :p</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;darling + darling + more darlings :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha...today was a nice day out. like can tell from my post title lah huh. :p it's been SSOO long since i last went out shopping with sheryl, cos the last few times we met up were jus for celebrations and driving lessons (including this morning's e-trial test. lol.). haha. anyway, as with all other outing trips we've had, there'll be tons of laughter, lame-ness and freakin' coincidences in the things we do together. lol. :) that's why she's my best shopping buddy. no competition man. :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aft that, it was meeting up with hwei san who jus returned from m'sia. :) and off to support the charity event that tiq was volunteering at. dinner at breeks with both girls, enqing, yiyun &amp;amp; muzzy. :) ah yes yes, so fun to 'bully' hwei san again aft 2 months. MUAHAHA. (i know you're reading this!) but don't worry, i still love you. (eck. sounds gross. i'm straight hor.) :p lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalala. so that's one saturday gone. but i got extended weekend cos the staff in my dept going for course on mon so i no need to go to work also. -.-" hai. so got rest but no pay lor. haha. well, case of the glass being half-full or half-empty. :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22938829-5713862709456508648?l=froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com/feeds/5713862709456508648/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22938829&amp;postID=5713862709456508648' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22938829/posts/default/5713862709456508648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22938829/posts/default/5713862709456508648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com/2007/02/darling-darling-more-darlings-p.html' title='darling + darling + more darlings :p'/><author><name>froggie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02049749788329237980</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-22938829.post-7923483952047673072</id><published>2007-01-31T23:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T22:32:35.854+08:00</updated><title type='text'>meet the kallang ROAR!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;meet the kallang ROAR!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;hahaha. i actually gave in to my temptation to go watch the ASEAN football championship final first-leg match between s'pore &amp; thailand today. partly cos like goodness-knows-when it's returning to s'pore, like whether s'pore can make it to the finals again, and like it's the last football match to be played at the national stadium. i think that alone is worth the $7. :) me, elton, sia see &amp;amp; cherie took cab down to tampines stadium during lunchtime yesterday jus to buy tickets k! :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so anyway, was decked in my liverpool jersey. duh, &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;red&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; lah, somemore is champions' jersey leh! hahaha. a bit off the point but still must mention. lol. so shameless. watching the match, i would say that the lions have improved their game quite a bit. but of cos, top teams never stop identifiying their mistakes and improving on them. s'pore is lucky to have gotten away with some of their mistakes. got off to a good start at 18 min with a 1-0 lead, only to be equalised at ard the 50th min. ugh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;then at the 83rd min, the ref decided to award this penalty to s'pore and the thais were so angry with the decision that they walked off the field. like omg. O.o (actually i didn't know what was going on when watching at the stadium cos can't hear commentary. only found out later from tiq who was watching from home. ) frankly, the ref was also a bit sotong lah, like dunno what he's doing also. there was a penalty that shld have been awarded to s'pore 30 min earlier wasn't awarded. then this controversial one he go and award it. -.-"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so the fans at the stadium jus stood there and jeered at the ref and thais for abt 15 min before the game resumed. haha. that stupid clapping rhythm followed by a particular malay swear word. damn funny to watch the fans doing it. also during the 15 min, there was some scruffle between the s'pore and thai fans....saw someone being taken away by the police cos was sitting near the thai fans area. aye, 1 game like that also so dramatic. -.-"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anw, back to the game. it resumed and we whacked in the penalty.... 2-1 to s'pore. like YAY!! :) hee hee. hopefully our lead will hold out thru the 2nd leg of the match in thailand. was quite fun doing the kallang ROAR!! with all the other fans, of which i know some of the soccer pple &amp; coaches, and jiahao were there to watch. sure got other pple i know who were there but not aware &amp;amp; didn't have the luck to meet them. so hard to see pple lah. like some &lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;red&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; sea like that. lol. :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my fren said the best seats are at the grandstand (for close-up view) and the top of the stadium (for aerial view). bah, i say the best spot to be in is right smack in the centre of that white circle on the field when the ref blows the whistle for the game to start. HAHA. man, i miss that adrenaline rush of playing as striker. watching as an ex-player-cum-fan is a totally different experience from that of the players' or the ordinary fans'. :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22938829-7923483952047673072?l=froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com/feeds/7923483952047673072/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22938829&amp;postID=7923483952047673072' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22938829/posts/default/7923483952047673072'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22938829/posts/default/7923483952047673072'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com/2007/01/meet-kallang-roar.html' title='meet the kallang ROAR!!'/><author><name>froggie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02049749788329237980</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-22938829.post-7496993000825031405</id><published>2007-01-30T22:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-30T23:03:23.382+08:00</updated><title type='text'>...zzZ</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;...zzZ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;gosh am i exhausted. and packed.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my eyes -&lt;/span&gt; work,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;mentally -&lt;/span&gt; lessons&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;(the ones where i teach at &amp;amp; the ones where i'm supposed to learn),&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;physically -&lt;/span&gt; renovations at home,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6600;"&gt;emotionally -&lt;/span&gt; and the silly squabbles at home&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;barely have time to blog, so my poor lj has been put on hold. haha. well, at least i can find time to go out with friends and dearies. and besides being occasionally emotionally stressed at times, i'm pretty much satified/content/happy with what i'm doing. so fine for now. i jus need the bed for longer periods of time. :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22938829-7496993000825031405?l=froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com/feeds/7496993000825031405/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22938829&amp;postID=7496993000825031405' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22938829/posts/default/7496993000825031405'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22938829/posts/default/7496993000825031405'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com/2007/01/zzz.html' title='...zzZ'/><author><name>froggie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02049749788329237980</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-22938829.post-4946065759579101473</id><published>2007-01-25T22:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-29T20:17:18.582+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the song of the heart.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the song of the heart.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;we have to find our heart songs all by ourselves&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;it's the voice you hear inside&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;and who you truly are.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i jus spotted a causasian on the same mrt train as me on the way to work today (the one from tanah merah to expo).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, correction. i didn't spot the caucasian. I SPOTTED THE STAFF TAG THAT WAS CLIPPED TO HIS JEANS.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and it read: "lucasfilm animations singapore."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;damn. that is LUCASFILM ANIMATIONS SINGAPORE, for yelling out loud!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i was so tempted to follow behind him and like find out where his office is. lol. :p (so much for 'following my dreams.') haha!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;=============================================================&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;stupid admin has decided to pass down a rule that all temp staff are not to listen to headphones/earphones during work and are not to surf non-work related internet as well. or else they'll be terminated. like wth. -.-" and mind you, the permanent staff are 'allowed' to do that.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i nearly DIED trying to keep myself awake at work without my mp3 player today. oh, the irony. -.-"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22938829-4946065759579101473?l=froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com/feeds/4946065759579101473/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22938829&amp;postID=4946065759579101473' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22938829/posts/default/4946065759579101473'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22938829/posts/default/4946065759579101473'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com/2007/01/song-of-heart.html' title='the song of the heart.'/><author><name>froggie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02049749788329237980</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-22938829.post-3634685223821980907</id><published>2007-01-24T22:14:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-30T22:25:54.233+08:00</updated><title type='text'>.ffuts modnar</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;.ffuts modnar&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;ok, title reads "random stuff.", if you haven't alr figured it out. lol. so with that being said, here goes:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;- one of my guppies gave me a late birthday present today....17 baby guppies!! (19 would have been a nice number but i'm happy all the same!) :) :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;- recieved a very nice &amp;amp; sweet froggie letter + present in the mail from san today. thanks dearie! love ya lots! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;- my house is under going some MASSIVE self-renovation by my dad now. so things are looking terribley messy. *dies* lol. :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;- i realise i'm starting to get scared of getting back my A level results. erps. &gt;.&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;- i dreamt that i met i-know-who along the street, and he was wearing his army gear!! so adorable. X)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#9999ff;"&gt;ah....i think that's it. a bit tired to think/recall anything alr. lol. :p&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/22938829-3634685223821980907?l=froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com/feeds/3634685223821980907/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22938829&amp;postID=3634685223821980907' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22938829/posts/default/3634685223821980907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22938829/posts/default/3634685223821980907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com/2007/01/ffuts-modnar.html' title='.ffuts modnar'/><author><name>froggie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02049749788329237980</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-22938829.post-5009621661198883778</id><published>2007-01-23T23:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-29T20:31:56.222+08:00</updated><title type='text'>ZERO!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;ZERO!!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Y &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;1&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;9&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;t&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;h&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;B&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;T&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;O&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;M&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;! &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;:)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. so freakin shameless on my own blog. :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A BIG THANK YOU TO:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;enqing (1st msg in the morning!), atiqah, my junior 'twin' karen, laipeng, hwei san (overseas sms!), stephanie, azrul, jasmine, and christine for all the lovely sms greetings. :) :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jerlyn, elton, sia see, cherie, and michelle, for the very loud &amp; not-so-surprise 'birthday serenade' at my office (plus the yummy cornetto ice-cream!) :) :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my scgs dearies: sheryl, hui fen, jiat sing, tsun ting and jun xing for the mini-party &amp;amp; presents on saturday. :) :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lay queen! ...for the tag on my bloggy that hails all the way from Needham Heights, USA!! (i love my neocounter. lol.) :) :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[added] my dear bro yvette! for the belated, but no less blessed sms greeting. :) :) &amp;&amp;amp; chingkai for the unexpected belated sms all the way from tekong! omg. haha. :) :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;i feel so loved and blessed today. &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;(haha. this post is actually posted 1 day later. but nvm. shall jus tweak the posting time all the same. :p)&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/22938829-5009621661198883778?l=froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com/feeds/5009621661198883778/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22938829&amp;postID=5009621661198883778' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22938829/posts/default/5009621661198883778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22938829/posts/default/5009621661198883778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com/2007/01/zero.html' title='ZERO!!'/><author><name>froggie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02049749788329237980</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-22938829.post-3620341649139057513</id><published>2007-01-22T22:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-24T22:55:47.657+08:00</updated><title type='text'>...1.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;...1.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;19 years old very soon.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;10 candles on my cake.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;hopefully that's enough to grant me 3 birthday wishes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;lol. :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;so greedy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;nvm.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;I HOPE LAH HUH.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;anw, i'm not telling my birthday wishes.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;later they don't come true ah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;-shhh.- *it's secret* haha. :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;hee hee. 24 hours left. :)&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/22938829-3620341649139057513?l=froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com/feeds/3620341649139057513/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22938829&amp;postID=3620341649139057513' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22938829/posts/default/3620341649139057513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22938829/posts/default/3620341649139057513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com/2007/01/1.html' title='...1.'/><author><name>froggie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02049749788329237980</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-22938829.post-1814069245983464590</id><published>2007-01-20T22:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-21T13:44:16.306+08:00</updated><title type='text'>que sara sara.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;que sara sara.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;when i was just a little girl,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;i asked my mother what would i be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;would i be pretty,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;would i be rich,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;here's what she said to me:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;que sara sara,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;whatever will be, will be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;the future's not ours to see,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;que sara sara,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;what will be, will be.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;no, i'm not the kind to be so obsessive abt being pretty or rich. but the thoughts abt 'my significant half' has been stuck in my head for a few days now. a little moody abt it i guess, but i know there's no point being impatient, upset or angry. an empty feeling perhaps? but i hate to use the word 'empty' cos my ego gets in the way. hahah. :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;my birthday cards often read:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;"hope you get a bf soon!" -friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;"get yourself a bullfrog &amp;amp; have lots of tadpoles in years' to come" -friend&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;"rmb to show us your 'cation' and your little bouncy 'crystals'!" -ex-chem teacher&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;(lol. i jus realised 'bf' can be used as initials to stand for 'bullfrog' also. :p what a coincidence.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;oh well, lalala, i shall jus continue having daydreams/nightdreams abt my girly fantasies. wah haha. so sorry for boring everybody with such whiney '&gt;_&lt;' posts. i know i've been complaining abt this in like goodness-knows how many posts, for like goodness-knows how long alr. hahah. :p&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22938829-1814069245983464590?l=froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com/feeds/1814069245983464590/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22938829&amp;postID=1814069245983464590' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22938829/posts/default/1814069245983464590'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22938829/posts/default/1814069245983464590'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com/2007/01/que-sara-sara.html' title='que sara sara.'/><author><name>froggie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02049749788329237980</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-22938829.post-8487402498468845502</id><published>2007-01-19T20:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-22T22:00:43.540+08:00</updated><title type='text'>...4...3...2...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;...4...3...2...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;23rd Jan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Off a keychain:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;People born on this date are known to be very vocal and forthright with their feelings. They believe that 'honesty is the best policy'. A solid and dependable friend.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;(very very very true. and no, i'm not inflating my ego. jus being perfectly honest. lol. :p)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Off blogthings.com:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You're not good at any one thing, and that's the problem. You're good at so much - you never know what to do. Change is in your blood, and you don't stick to much for long. You are destined for a life of travel and fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your strength: Your likeability&lt;br /&gt;Your weakness: You never feel satisfied&lt;br /&gt;Your power color: Bright yellow&lt;br /&gt;Your power symbol: Asterisk&lt;br /&gt;Your power month: May&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;(hmms. quite true also. except the part abt me never feeling satisfied. that's not me. :p)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Off an online birthday calendar (paulsadowski.org/BirthDay): (it was horrendously long so this is only part of it.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As of 1/22/2007 8:16:25 AM EST&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;You are 18 years old.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;You are 228 months old.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;You are 992 weeks old.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;You are 6,939 days old.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;You are 166,544 hours old.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;You are 9,992,656 minutes old.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;You are 599,559,385 seconds old.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Your age is the equivalent of a dog that is 2.71585127201566 years old.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;(Life's just a big chewy bone for you!)&lt;br /&gt;There are 1 days till your next birthday on which your cake will have 19 candles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Those 19 candles produce 19 BTUs, or 4,788 calories of heat (that's only 4.7880 food calories!).&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;You can boil 2.17 US ounces of water with that many candles.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;(ok, last one a bit no link to the top two. i jus think all that counting is damn hilarious. lol. :p)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lalala. 3 more days. hee hee. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22938829-8487402498468845502?l=froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com/feeds/8487402498468845502/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22938829&amp;postID=8487402498468845502' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22938829/posts/default/8487402498468845502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22938829/posts/default/8487402498468845502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com/2007/01/432.html' title='...4...3...2...'/><author><name>froggie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02049749788329237980</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-22938829.post-4713627743204772436</id><published>2007-01-16T22:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-15T22:33:50.007+08:00</updated><title type='text'>...7...6...5...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;...7...6...5...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;18 of my guidelines &amp; beliefs for life at the age of 18: (a non-exhaustive list)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;on principles:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;1. honesty is the best policy - be true (sincere) to yourself &amp; everyone else.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;2. be optimistic. :) :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;3. work hard, play hard, love hard, live harder.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;4. never ever harm any animal. (humans included)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;5. take things as they come. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;6. live life without regrets. aka pursue dreams. even if they seem impossibly wild.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff0000;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on relationships:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;7. smiles, hugs &amp;amp; kisses - the nicest, sweetest, free gifts for anyone you love. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;8. time with my dearies is never wasted. always make time for them.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;9. lasting friendship takes lots of love, trust &amp; maintenence. &lt;3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;10. be initiative.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;11. always always tell pple how much you love them. it won't hurt. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;12. pleases, thank yous, &amp;amp; sorrys can do wonders.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on living:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;13. believe in miracles. they do happen. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;14. believing in fate makes life so much more of an adventure.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;15. experience is the best teacher.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;16. there can never be a lack of appreciation &amp; 'thankfulness'.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;17. learning happens anytime, anywhere. it's only a matter of picking it up &amp;amp; thinking.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;18. if it's not a matter of life or death, or any worse, then heck lah. lol. :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff99ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;one more week.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22938829-4713627743204772436?l=froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com/feeds/4713627743204772436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22938829&amp;postID=4713627743204772436' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22938829/posts/default/4713627743204772436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22938829/posts/default/4713627743204772436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com/2007/01/765.html' title='...7...6...5...'/><author><name>froggie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02049749788329237980</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-22938829.post-8414984668939785825</id><published>2007-01-16T21:45:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-16T22:16:00.338+08:00</updated><title type='text'>blogspot + livejournal</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;blogspot + livejournal&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok pple! this is an official announcement!! (haha.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;because:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;1. pple currently having lj are lazy to open my blogspot website.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;(i wonder where that came from. :p)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;2. i have trouble commenting on lj blogs as anonymous. -.-"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;3. two (&amp; now three!) of my dearies are having lj accounts!! O.o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so...i'm starting my lj bloggy too!! hahaha. (even tho i never quite liked it.) yup, but of cos, my blogspot is still my fav home to blog so this place will not die down. in fact, in order to make life easier for everyone (except myself), i shall be posting all my posts FIRST on blogspot, before copying it over to lj. so for pple who want the latest updates, pls stick around here. for pple with lj accounts wanting to access my lj blog, you might have to wait a bit cos technical &amp;amp; time difficulties will delay my postings on lj.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;therefore, in other words, it's the same posts on 2 diff blogs. great. i hope i can cope with it. hahaha. :p i'm starting the double-posts with this post. so if you wanna check it out:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;my blogspot is at: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;www.froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;my livejournal is at: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.froginsmallcity.livejournal.com"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;www.froginsmallcity.livejournal.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NOTE: the two addresses are different!! (cos lj doesn't allow long usernames. -.-")&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lj friends....pls add me as a friend!! hahah. thanks! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22938829-8414984668939785825?l=froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com/feeds/8414984668939785825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22938829&amp;postID=8414984668939785825' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22938829/posts/default/8414984668939785825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22938829/posts/default/8414984668939785825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com/2007/01/blogspot-livejournal.html' title='blogspot + livejournal'/><author><name>froggie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02049749788329237980</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-22938829.post-116862142463672588</id><published>2007-01-13T00:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-13T01:03:44.976+08:00</updated><title type='text'>10...9...8...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;10...9...8...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;10 more days to my birthday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;yay. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;wow. there goes my year of age 18.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;more like where did it go man??!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;haha. :p&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 much for pple saying that they wanna stay 18 forever...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;mine whizzed past so fast,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;it didn't seem all that impressionable.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;let's see...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;the championship,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;the 22nds council,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;the A levels.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;i think i prefer being 16 or 17 'forever'. hahaha. :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22938829-116862142463672588?l=froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com/feeds/116862142463672588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22938829&amp;postID=116862142463672588' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22938829/posts/default/116862142463672588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22938829/posts/default/116862142463672588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com/2007/01/1098.html' title='10...9...8...'/><author><name>froggie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02049749788329237980</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-22938829.post-163701590501755917</id><published>2007-01-12T21:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-14T11:53:26.683+08:00</updated><title type='text'>aloha! haha. :p</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;aloha! haha. :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;update on the 100+ page book list that i'm ploughing through....i'm done with page 33!! hahahah. must jia you! hee hee. :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, today was pretty slack at work, cos i only had this stupid book list to plough through so no one was bugging me at all. hahaha. jus me &amp;&amp;amp; dear pc. PLUS, we all got to knock off at 3.30pm today cos there was gonna be the office new year's party!! hahaha. yah, a bit late i know but nvm lah, can play can alr. lol. :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so the theme was aloha! (O.o) and we were all stuck partying on the 2nd floor office - where my workstation is (we occupy the 3rd &amp; 4th floor also) while it was raining cats, dogs, and monkeys outside. hahah. no surprise that i was one of the youngest there, esp since most of the jc pple have ponned the party. and the 'older' staff aren't exactly enthu in these things, esp the games part. but surprise surprise, my head of dept (one of the older ones in my dept) was super high &amp;amp; young-at-heart!! hahaha. O.o&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so i played along with her and even answered one of the quiz qns with full marks! (what's the color of the tables &amp; chairs in the pantry? ans: tables - beige, black, green, red. chairs - black, white) hahaha. goes to show how much time i actually spend in the pantry. :p no lah, i jus like to notice these things. 1st time i step in the pantry and i noticed the colors alr so jus lucky lah. haha. plenty of food and everyone went home with a lucky draw prize! hahaha. not bad eh?? ;) i got a shoebag. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahah..i realise my recent posts have been super long and detailed. long-winded little frog. tsk. lol. :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22938829-163701590501755917?l=froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com/feeds/163701590501755917/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22938829&amp;postID=163701590501755917' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22938829/posts/default/163701590501755917'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22938829/posts/default/163701590501755917'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com/2007/01/aloha-haha-p.html' title='aloha! haha. :p'/><author><name>froggie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02049749788329237980</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-22938829.post-116862084775727543</id><published>2007-01-11T23:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-14T00:13:53.613+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i wonder...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i wonder...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;It's raining, it's pouring&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;My lovelife is boring me to tears, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;after all these years&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No sunshine, no moonlight,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;no stardust, no sign of romance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;We don't stand a chance&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always dreamed I'd find the perfect lover&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;But he turned out to be like every other man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I've loved, I've loved&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Raining... Pouring...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;There's nothing left for us here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;And we won't waste another tear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you've had enough,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;don't put up with his stuff,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;don't you do it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you've had your fill,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;get the check pay the bill,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;you can do it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell him to just get out, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Nothing left to talk about&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Pack his raincoat show him out &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just look him in the eye and simply shout:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Enough is enough&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I can't go on, I can't go on no more no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Enough is enough&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I want him out, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I want him out that door now &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Enough is enough&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Enough is enough&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;That's enough &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you've reached the end, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;don't pretend that is right when it's over&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;If the feeling is gone &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;don't think twice &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;just move on, get it over &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tell him to just get out, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;say it clearly, spell it out:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Enough is enough is enough&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I can't go on, I can't go on no more no&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Enough is enough is enough&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I always dreamed I'd found the perfect lover,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;But he turned out to be like every other man&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I've loved (I had no choice from the start)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I've loved (I've gotta listen to my heart)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I've loved (Tearing us apart) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No more tears (No more tears)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Enough is enough is enough is enough is enough is enough&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;I've had it, you've had it, she's had it, we've had it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Goodbye mister, goodbye, goodbye mister&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Goodbye sugar &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's raining, it's pouring,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;There's nothing left for us here&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;And we won't waste another tear &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;No more tears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Is enough is enough is enough is enough is enough is enough is enough&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;Is enough!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-"enough is enough" (donna summers)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday, a clear horizon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Now the clouds are rolling in, it's disappeared&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;The one thing that I've always believed in&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;It's strange how, right now, it all seems so unclear&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;I consult my soul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;And it tells me that it knows&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There's no doubt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;One day I'm gonna fly&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Gotta stand up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Dust myself off&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Just for now &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;It's the end of the road&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When something ends, something begins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;For now it's just the end of the road&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;When someone loses, someone wins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;or now it's just the end of the road&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Don't get to fix it if it doesn't break&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you gotta leave, it makes you wanna stay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;I know, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;It's the end of the road&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;It's the end of the road &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One line can change a story&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;So sometimes let the line just be unsaid&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Pride only thinks about the glory&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;And just the "right now" and not the days ahead&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;I've held my breath&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Walked on shells, hoped for the best&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;What the future holds, I don't know&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;I've gotta stand up&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Dust myself off&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Just for now &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;It's the end of the road&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've been traveling&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Get the dust right off the windshield&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;No one gets the road map to their life&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Cause life is so subjective&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;I think my pain, and I wanna protect it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Never blinds me, always reminds me&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;There's so much more to see &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;At the end of the road&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;When something ends, something begins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Is this the end of the road?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;When someone loses, someone wins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Oh, it's just the end of the road &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yeah yeah yeah, it's the end of the road&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Don't get to fix it if it doesn't break&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;When you gotta leave, makes you wanna stay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;Come on, come on&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Now it's just the end of the road)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;(It feels good just to let go)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;-"it's the end of the road" (matt goss)&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;i think it's so meaningful to listen to these two songs back-to-back in this order. ok, i really dunno how to explain the 'meaningful-ness' of it so erm, interpret it on your own but jus don't jump to conclusions abt me based on your own interpretation. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;been thinking a lot since the nite out with tiq &amp; queen, abt the stuff we talked &amp;amp; the memories that came back to me. hee. cos got a lot of time when travelling to &amp;amp; fro from office, and office work can be so boring that the mind starts wandering. haha. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i realise love/crushes can be such an addiction. pretty much like drug addiction, except with a much rosier hue. it's detrimental when the heartaches come and pple get so scared of being hurt again. and yet.....yet, we all love the feeling of being head-over-heels with someone that we're willing to do it all over again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but that's not the end of the story. there's another 'yet' to come.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...yet we have to wait for the right person to come along. yup. i'm a strong believer in destiny...that the 'one' for you will always always be connected to you in some way, somehow. coincidences that seem too much of a coincidence, opportunities that jus seem to open up for you. i think i watch too many hongkong drama serials, like triumph in the skies, which i absolutely love!! :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, back to what i was saying. yah, so i’m now stuck in this stage where i'm over the last crush, past the stage where being free-of-crushes made me feel good, into the stage where i wanna get back that gushing feeling. :) i guess it's partly cos i don't see my girlfrens so often nowadays and so loneliness gets to me sometimes. esp when travelling and i see couples. hmm. &gt;.&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i really wonder when/where/how my next crush would appear. and since my first one was such a classic, vivid, unforgettable one, haha, it's not gonna be easy not to compare it with the next one. :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hai. lol. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22938829-116862084775727543?l=froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' 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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-22938829.post-116861354862490835</id><published>2007-01-10T23:57:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-14T00:18:20.498+08:00</updated><title type='text'>lookin' for some hot stuff baby tonight!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;center&gt;lookin' for some hot stuff baby tonight!!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;work: nothing exciting except the 100+ page worth of lists of book titles (30+ on each page!) that my supervisor wanted me to check on the database. hur hur. i'm only done at the 4th page aft like 2 hours. -.-" damn tedious.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;play: met up with my dearies, lay queen &amp; tiq!! (san you were missed!! &gt;.&lt;) yea man, me and tiq, the 2 'virgin clubbers' decided to go for a nite out at the clubs with queen before her royal highness leaves for the US! (the great 'unknown!...haha) the plan was to meet for dinner before heading off to DXO. we were early and so we took a leisurely stroll to the esplanade and sat there to talk &amp;amp; talk &amp; talk. haha. when we finally got up to go DXO, lo and behold, DXO was holding a private party and so we couldn't go in. haha.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;maybe it was a blessing in disguise cos we then decided to go clarke quay and join any ladies' nite available. walked into the 'clinic', this doctor-themed club, and then sat for like 3 min before walking out again cos the bar wasn't open (that was at 10pm). then curiosity got the better of us and we all went over to check out MOS. haha. :p&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WE WENT IN!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;hahah. yup, for free too cos it was ladies' nite. :) :) we spent like half an hour (not sure really cos it's quite easy to lose track of time in there) walking around, checking out the different rooms (&amp; the toilets! ahah). I LOVE THE DISCO ROOM!!! man i couldn't resist the HUGE disco ball and disco music!! so aft that we sat down on the bar seats overlooking the dance floor. and jus stone there. haha. we didn't even order drinks! :p then waited for the dance floor to open before me and tiq jumped in and danced a bit. *WWHHEEEE!!!* had such a great time, esp when it's on such a low budget! (less than $3!!) lol. of cos, having work the next day &amp;amp; nagging mums, we had to leave jus as the party was warming up. but it was a good fun night. agreed. haha. :)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;really love the feeling of sitting under the stars and jus talking our hearts out abt everything. school, work, guys being off to the army (all the best to you guys!), all the deep, dark (naughty!) secrets/gossips, and of cos, our all-time favourite, relationships. haha. it's been a really a long time since i sat down properly to recall the times when i was head-over-heels with i-know-who. ahah. i miss the feeling of being secretly happy over a crush. it jus seemed so easy to be happy. :) no crushes at the moment, so there's a sense of yearning i guess. &gt;_&lt;&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lovely night. the stars, the girls &amp;amp; me. san, wish you were here. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22938829-116861354862490835?l=froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com/feeds/116861354862490835/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22938829&amp;postID=116861354862490835' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22938829/posts/default/116861354862490835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22938829/posts/default/116861354862490835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com/2007/01/lookin-for-some-hot-stuff-baby-tonight.html' title='lookin&apos; for some hot stuff baby tonight!!'/><author><name>froggie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02049749788329237980</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-22938829.post-116852688590329444</id><published>2007-01-09T22:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-14T00:21:37.971+08:00</updated><title type='text'>1st day at work.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;1st day at work.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;yea man, in tiq's words...."welcome to the working world." lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, so i was feeling like a lost sheep in the office. and yes, i was late for work. haha. so -.-" rite. as if i didn't leave a bad enough impression yesterday. ahahhaha. but it wasn't that bad lah, cos i was abt 10min late and even if i had arrived on time, i would have clocked in late by the time my access card was issued to me. hahaha. heck lah. :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i knew that there was a 15min break at 9.30am. but aft returning from the briefing for new staff, it didn't strike me that it was alr 9.30am. then i blur blur go and ask my colleague for any work to do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and then she looked at me and said: "you starting now?"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;i was like "yah, briefing over alr what...so start working lor."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;"you not having your break? you have a 15min break at 9.30 leh. which is now."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;-looks at watch: 9.37am-&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;"oh. oops. didn't realise the time"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;"go to the pantry, make yourself some tea, aft the break then come to me again. i'm eating now also."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;"hahaha. ok."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;blur sheep rite. hahaha. had quite a nice lunch break with one of my colleagues, tong bao. i'm the youngest of the lot and the next youngest was her (probably in her late twenties), who even so, has alr worked there for 3 years! O.o yah, so anw, she was very nice to introduce me to the 'lunch culture'...like where to eat and stuff. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and guess what. aft returning from lunch, it was discovered that the electricity to my workstation (and the entire row) had been cut off. due to the renovation works going on since the office moved here only abt a month ago. hahah. so everyone was slacking around aft lunch. so much for the welcome to the working world. how amusing. am not calling my workstation my 'table' yet cos mine's not ready. i'm like sitting at someone else's table for 2 days, then shifting to another's table for the next 2 days, before my table is ready next week. i feel like a nomad. haha. :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as for the nightmare typing test, it was, as what the head said, the hardest thing that anyone would have to type so turns out i didn't perform that badly. and the jobs that i had to do so far were managable. there's still the translation to do, but i had my trusty dictionary with me and the hanyupinyin of the words were on the book details so that made life a whole lot easier. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alrighty. enough abt work. time to sleep. tmr's another day. ahha. :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22938829-116852688590329444?l=froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com/feeds/116852688590329444/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22938829&amp;postID=116852688590329444' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22938829/posts/default/116852688590329444'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22938829/posts/default/116852688590329444'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com/2007/01/1st-day-at-work.html' title='1st day at work.'/><author><name>froggie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02049749788329237980</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-22938829.post-116852337808590276</id><published>2007-01-08T23:55:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-11T22:22:17.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hell, heaven, and back to earth.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;to hell, to heaven, and tossed back to earth.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;went for my job interview today....which was pretty ok. EXCEPT FOR THE BLOODY TYPING TEST. hahah. partly naive on my part in hoping that the interview was gonna be conducted in english even tho i know that was the chinese dept....haha, but i was still prepared for it being in chinese so that was ok. the typing test didn't come as a surprise. but the problem was that the head of dept gave me a passage of traditional chinese words, claimed that it was a SHORT paragraph and told me to type it out. now, the chinese input function of windows XP doesn't support traditional chinese so it's as good as translating the traditional form to the simplified chinese form. and it didn't help that i had difficulties adjusting to the chinese input program and so.....&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it took me 15min for the 1st 4 characters. damn sad case lah. -.-"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. so anyway, i was getting really irritated cos firstly it was taking way too long to type, and secondly, the dictionary that they provided me with was quite useless cos it doesn't help with the translation and has limited words. thirdly, i was rushing down to suntec for mass dance!!! haha. i got so fed up i told the staff that i had to leave aft typing only half of the passage. by which 45min had alr past!! (yes i was that slow.) :p so much for leaving a good 1st impression but it didn't really matter i guess cos they were so desperate to fill the vacancy that they gave me the job even before giving me the typing test. haha. a bit pointless but the head jus said she wanted to test my range of vocab only. -.-"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so that was my 'hell' for today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aft that i went down to suntec to meet my dear 22nds councillors for mass dance!! *whee* this year the event was made official, so the DJ was announcing all our dances. pretty cool. except that the DJ inserted a random song in between every dance so sometimes felt that the rhythm was broken. nonetheless it was nice. :) must say that there seems to be fewer pple this year. and it's not solely my own opinion. anyway, me, as usual, would get horrendously high on the potent mix of 'air + mass dance' and so this time around i went mad enough to ask chris thong (when he was with his frens!) for a photo even tho he totally doesn't know me. hahah. :p i can only be thankful that this year's suntec mass dance is not as emotional for me as the last two. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so that was my 'heaven' for today.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;what would be earth then? the reality that hits me that i'm starting work tmr. yes. TMR. hellooo expo. hahaha. gosh, so far. -.-" wish me luck. :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22938829-116852337808590276?l=froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com/feeds/116852337808590276/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22938829&amp;postID=116852337808590276' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22938829/posts/default/116852337808590276'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22938829/posts/default/116852337808590276'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com/2007/01/hell-heaven-and-back-to-earth.html' title='hell, heaven, and back to earth.'/><author><name>froggie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02049749788329237980</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-22938829.post-116818476497365151</id><published>2007-01-07T23:15:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-07T23:46:05.286+08:00</updated><title type='text'>...train of events.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;...train of events.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;friday:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;crashed O1 again for a short mass dance session. damn, missed the friendship dance part. so it was only 'i wan you'. left the sch quite soon aft cos i had my sec 4 class gathering to attend. (met tiq at novena!! *surprise!*) was good to see some of my old classmates again, esp those whom i haven't seen for 2 years, and those who came back from overseas. must say there was a decent no. of pple who turned up. :) hahaha....but class gatherings being class gatherings, somehow pple jus end up back in their own little cliques. besides, i never eat much at bbqs so went off on a short 'rendezvous' with my dearie. :p but kudos to our dear class reps who took the effort to organise it lah. :) hope the next one's better!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;saturday:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;went out with tiq!! :) heehee...half of the 'girly gang' (tiq's term!). so we sat down at far east plaza and talked abt SO many things over lunch (which consisted of roti john &amp; pattaya rice :p).  our bizarre dreams (*secret!*), updates on what each other &amp; the councillors are up to, talking abt girls' stuff (as usual)...lol. was really nice to talk to someone like that aft so long. :) then met up with her mum and sis to walk around and shop a bit.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;upcoming:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;job interview on mon!! erps. &gt;_&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;SUNTEC MASS DANCE ON MON!!!!!! *whee!!* :) :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22938829-116818476497365151?l=froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com/feeds/116818476497365151/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22938829&amp;postID=116818476497365151' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22938829/posts/default/116818476497365151'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22938829/posts/default/116818476497365151'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com/2007/01/train-of-events.html' title='...train of events.'/><author><name>froggie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02049749788329237980</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-22938829.post-116789432162644741</id><published>2007-01-04T15:02:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-04T15:05:23.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'>O1 &amp;&amp; BTT!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;center&gt;O1 &amp;&amp;amp; BTT!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;went back to VJ with layqueen, grace, zi ni, shermaine yesterday to crash O1! haha. saw a few other year 3s like john &amp; gang, jehn haur &amp;amp; gang also. :)  ended up spending more time walking with zi ni at east coast park while the layqueen, grace and shermaine were blading. lol. then went back for mass dance session! fun fun! sure miss mass dancing, esp with the 22nds.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aft O1, had to rush down to the driving centre for my basic theory test...and i passed!! yay! haha...they allocated 50min for 50 qns and i was so bored cos i finished all the qns in 10min. not that i'm boasting...but pple who have done the test would agree with me that it's quite easy. lucky can leave early so i jus checked thru for abt another 15min then left liao. :p so anyway, it's now on to the final theory test and then to driving the real thing! haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;btw, anybody interested in going down to the suntec mass dance pls let me know k? it's NOT on fri!! it's only tentatively scheduled to be on mon, 8th jan. i'll have to check with the juniors again. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22938829-116789432162644741?l=froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com/feeds/116789432162644741/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22938829&amp;postID=116789432162644741' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22938829/posts/default/116789432162644741'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22938829/posts/default/116789432162644741'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com/2007/01/o1-btt.html' title='O1 &amp;&amp; BTT!'/><author><name>froggie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02049749788329237980</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-22938829.post-116764843817492918</id><published>2007-01-01T00:01:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-01T18:50:48.083+08:00</updated><title type='text'>2007!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;2007!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;W&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ccff;"&gt;R&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3333ff;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc33cc;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;:) :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(omg. the text e&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;d&lt;/span&gt;itor is finally working again! great. now that means i'll have tons of old posts to re-format. -.-")&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22938829-116764843817492918?l=froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com/feeds/116764843817492918/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22938829&amp;postID=116764843817492918' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22938829/posts/default/116764843817492918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22938829/posts/default/116764843817492918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com/2007/01/2007.html' title='2007!!'/><author><name>froggie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02049749788329237980</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-22938829.post-116741471656397394</id><published>2006-12-30T01:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-01T18:57:34.556+08:00</updated><title type='text'>random but not-so-random thoughts/feelings</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;center&gt;random but not-so-random thoughts/feelings &lt;/center&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;so many things have been happening lately that i'm lazy to blog it all down. and yet sometimes the whole post comes to my mind and i find it wasted that i don't put it here. haha. so oh well, don't be surprised if you see back-dated posts popping up all of a sudden cos i may jus start rummaging thru my thoughts again for those days that i wanted to post but didn't. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and so tonight was team night. firstly, a job well done to the juniors, aside from fooling all the seniors and coaches into dressing in formal/evening wear. haha. liked the CD case you all did...very thoughtful and meaningful. :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;however, as with previous team nights, team gatherings, matches etc, i cannot help but get this whole rush of emotions that chokes me. yea, all the good ones &amp;amp; the bad ones too. ok, disclaimer first. if any junior, senior, or coach that chances upon this, this is my blog, a space for me to express my personal thoughts. i respect all of you by not saying this outright, but if you do know what i am refering to, then pls respect my feelings as well cos ultimately, my experience with this team is much different from the others. thank you.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aft tonight, i really felt like crying on someone's shoulder. (thks tiq for being there over the phone) not cos this was 'goodbye' with the team, but much as some of the pple were unable of let go of a loss, i have yet come to terms with my loss that came with the gain of this team. i would say it's a sense of unjust, to see the way some things are being done. understandable, yes, but i still cannot let go. so pardon me if i seem cold or unreasonable. i've tried my best to control myself these 2 years alr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that being said, i don't think i harbour any ill-feelings towards the team. jus that i'm not as close to the team as i would have liked to be. must admit, i did feel a sense of betrayal during the team selection incident. some things that were said really hurt that time, tho in hindsight i have forgiven cos i can see that they weren't intentional. i was partly at fault perhaps, so that is rested and put behind me alr.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i seem a bit two-faced rite? ranting abt all the bad stuff jus aft team nite is over. don't worry, i haven't forgotten all the good times, the laughter, and the lovely feeling of winning as a team in front of the school. i merely wanna let out the burden of emotions that i can never let out in front of everyone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;there are times when pple say 'hey, look at what you've done!' and it seems so surreal to me. all i can say is that this team wasn't set up by me alone. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22938829-116741471656397394?l=froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com/feeds/116741471656397394/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22938829&amp;postID=116741471656397394' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22938829/posts/default/116741471656397394'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22938829/posts/default/116741471656397394'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com/2006/12/random-but-not-so-random.html' title='random but not-so-random thoughts/feelings'/><author><name>froggie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02049749788329237980</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-22938829.post-116705728679095658</id><published>2006-12-25T22:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-01T20:12:43.736+08:00</updated><title type='text'>let it rain, let it rain, let it rain...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;center&gt;let it rain, let it rain, let it rain...&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;well, it's been pretty much a wet christmas here. think somebody's decided to replace the snow with rain. haha. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, a very Merry Christmas to one and all! hope everybody's had fun. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22938829-116705728679095658?l=froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com/feeds/116705728679095658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22938829&amp;postID=116705728679095658' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22938829/posts/default/116705728679095658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22938829/posts/default/116705728679095658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com/2006/12/let-it-rain-let-it-rain-let-it-rain.html' title='let it rain, let it rain, let it rain...'/><author><name>froggie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02049749788329237980</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-22938829.post-116705573646946293</id><published>2006-12-23T11:43:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-01T20:14:05.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'>I'm back!! :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;I'm back!! :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;title says all. lol. :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22938829-116705573646946293?l=froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com/feeds/116705573646946293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22938829&amp;postID=116705573646946293' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22938829/posts/default/116705573646946293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22938829/posts/default/116705573646946293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com/2006/12/im-back.html' title='I&apos;m back!! :)'/><author><name>froggie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02049749788329237980</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-22938829.post-116643016412041382</id><published>2006-12-18T16:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-01T22:13:25.793+08:00</updated><title type='text'>upper-dee-dates!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;center&gt;upper-dee-dates! &lt;/center&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;okie, jus a few short updates abt me. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i cut my hair! short! so that's good bye long locks and hellooo funky punky hair! wah hah. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jus came home from watching 'open season' this morning. as expected, it's the usual kid-oriented style of animation. guess the most interesting part was the war against hunters part...which wasn't that much the focus of the story. i think the way the characters make use of the rabbits in the movie is even more hilarious. gosh, they toss rabbits like free! O.o lol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'll be off to sunway lagoon over the next few days so whoopee doo! haha. don't miss me pple! :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22938829-116643016412041382?l=froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com/feeds/116643016412041382/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22938829&amp;postID=116643016412041382' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22938829/posts/default/116643016412041382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22938829/posts/default/116643016412041382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com/2006/12/upper-dee-dates.html' title='upper-dee-dates!'/><author><name>froggie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02049749788329237980</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-22938829.post-116625090541609469</id><published>2006-12-16T14:34:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-04T17:09:08.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'>start the ball rolling...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;start the ball rolling...&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;ok, so the stupid post text editor is still cranky. -.-"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've been fortunate enough to catch some football action lately, first with my juniors' match against UWC on thurs and watching the finals of the men's football in the Asian games (iraq vs qatar).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;brings back tons of memories i must say. (yes queen, i know i'm nostalgic) man, i sure miss the adrenaline rush when playing on the field. esp when whacking the ball as a striker. heh. :p playing on the field in the councillors' friendly was damn shiok. haha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but watching the dynamics of the junior team and watching football games now sometimes also reminds me of stuff during my term in soccer that i'm not proud of, and questions whose answers i dare not ask for. sigh.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yea, i know i think too much. haha. :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22938829-116625090541609469?l=froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com/feeds/116625090541609469/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22938829&amp;postID=116625090541609469' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22938829/posts/default/116625090541609469'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22938829/posts/default/116625090541609469'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com/2006/12/start-ball-rolling.html' title='start the ball rolling...'/><author><name>froggie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02049749788329237980</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-22938829.post-116592985876144569</id><published>2006-12-12T20:56:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-04T16:50:02.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'>max macs.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;center&gt;max macs.&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;today was rather interesting. followed my mum on a crew excursion out to the warehouse-cum-bakery of mcdonalds' (yup, my mum works at macs part-time. :p)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the warehouse was in different sections, each with a different temperature setting so as to store different stuff. and so the 1st room was slightly warmer than room temp, mainly for storing dry items, like the papers, uniforms etc. then the 2nd room was abt 15 degrees C i think, for the usual stuff you throw in the fridge. the 3rd was abt 2 degrees C, for stuff you throw in your freezer. THEN comes the shocker. the 4th room was a freakin' freezing -21 degrees C!! man, it's like you step inside and your clothes will freeze up also. stayed in there for 1 min max and then i couldn't take it anymore. additional clothes weren't supplied so i was only in my shirt &amp; jeans. haha. san should know that i saw the subway cold cut trio prep sets in the 4th room. :p *brrr!!*&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the bakery was, on the contrary, hot of cos. tons of conveyor belts all over the place. haha. pretty interesting to see all the baking stuff automated (try imagining burger buns being suctioned up from the baking tray &amp;amp; you'll be close). haha. pity they didn't allow photography so cannot show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, the stupid blogger refuses to load the text editor properly so i'm stuck with ugly grey posts on my blog. ugh. let's hope this thing gets fixed soon. there's so many things i've been wanting to blog abt but by the time i come around to sitting in front of the comp, i'm too lazy to do it. haha. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;oh yea, good news (more for me lah): i jus switched to unlimited broadband for $22 a month! :) speed isn't that fast but at least it's unlimited. yay! haha. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22938829-116592985876144569?l=froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com/feeds/116592985876144569/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22938829&amp;postID=116592985876144569' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22938829/posts/default/116592985876144569'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22938829/posts/default/116592985876144569'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com/2006/12/max-macs.html' title='max macs.'/><author><name>froggie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02049749788329237980</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-22938829.post-116567842136226985</id><published>2006-12-09T23:29:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2007-01-04T15:18:38.803+08:00</updated><title type='text'>&lt;3</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;center&gt;&lt;3&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;what a coincidence. i jus went for a relative's marriage solemnisation ceremony this morning. and i jus read off jasmine's &amp;amp; shikin's blogs that mr goh got married today too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;aww. how sweet. i always wonder at such events, how it'll be like when my turn comes around. hee hee. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;[edit] met mr lee boon ann on the bus jus now (10/12). said he was going for miss hoo's wedding dinner. read off somewhere about ms chia getting married too...i think. :p apparently it's an auspicious period for marriages around this time. :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22938829-116567842136226985?l=froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com/feeds/116567842136226985/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22938829&amp;postID=116567842136226985' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22938829/posts/default/116567842136226985'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22938829/posts/default/116567842136226985'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com/2006/12/3.html' title='&lt;3'/><author><name>froggie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02049749788329237980</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-22938829.post-116546977841333421</id><published>2006-12-07T13:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-07T13:36:19.863+08:00</updated><title type='text'>post post prom post. err. yah. :p</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;post post prom post. err. yah. :p&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;and so i arrived home at 3am this morning.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i'm lazy now to really talk abt yesterday's SDD (nothing much really) but to summarise it all up, SDD was:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;flash flash flash flash flash flash flash flash flash flash flash flash flash flash flash flash flash flash flash flash flash flash flash flash flash flash flash flash flash flash flash flash flash flash flash flash flash flash flash flash flash flash flash flash flash flash flash flash flash&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;an 8-course dinner in really small portions&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;+ really loud speakers that can break eardrums&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;+ performances / pageant&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;+ a goodie bag&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i think like everyone was blinded by all the camera flashes and deafened by the speakers already. haha. but most, if not all, looked really nice.  :) and at least i pulled off my look better than i had expected. haha. not that i'm egoistic but i tend to be a bit self-conscious when dressing up in the 'girlish' kind of style. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;sigh. the size of my photos are SO big. damn hard to upload. anyone want to see my photos then ask me lah huh. hee. :p shall talk more abt SDD later on. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22938829-116546977841333421?l=froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com/feeds/116546977841333421/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22938829&amp;postID=116546977841333421' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22938829/posts/default/116546977841333421'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22938829/posts/default/116546977841333421'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com/2006/12/post-post-prom-post-err-yah-p.html' title='post post prom post. err. yah. :p'/><author><name>froggie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02049749788329237980</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-22938829.post-116524374258224000</id><published>2006-12-04T22:41:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-04T22:55:20.626+08:00</updated><title type='text'>i hate this side of myself.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;i hate this side of myself.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;i should stop being such a spoilt brat.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;and stop being angry over petty little stuff.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;especially when it concerns my good friends.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;yea, i'm pissed alright...at myself.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;hmph.&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/22938829-116524374258224000?l=froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com/feeds/116524374258224000/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22938829&amp;postID=116524374258224000' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22938829/posts/default/116524374258224000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22938829/posts/default/116524374258224000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com/2006/12/i-hate-this-side-of-myself.html' title='i hate this side of myself.'/><author><name>froggie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02049749788329237980</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-22938829.post-116515964376322192</id><published>2006-12-03T23:09:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-03T23:32:30.330+08:00</updated><title type='text'>...mumbles to self.</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;...mumbles to self.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;the pple you wanna go out with are not free. ugh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;the person you don't wanna go out with is asking to go out with you. ugh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;the dates of your appointments are all crashed together. ugh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;how hard is it to plan a surprise for your friends. very. ugh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;you jus saw your dream shoe and it's too ex. ugh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;there's tons of things to rant abt but it's jus so...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;ugh. ugh. ugh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22938829-116515964376322192?l=froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com/feeds/116515964376322192/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22938829&amp;postID=116515964376322192' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22938829/posts/default/116515964376322192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22938829/posts/default/116515964376322192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com/2006/12/mumbles-to-self.html' title='...mumbles to self.'/><author><name>froggie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02049749788329237980</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-22938829.post-116497855650773710</id><published>2006-12-01T20:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-12-01T21:13:06.246+08:00</updated><title type='text'>thunder? no, fireworks!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;thunder? no, fireworks!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;as i'm typing this post, there's this rumbling sound in the sky that really sounds like thunder in a big thunderstorm. now here's the 'trick': there's no rain and no lightning!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha...ok lah, this is so dumb. like read the title also will know what the heck am i talking abt alr. haha. but anyway, the rumbling sounds are the fireworks over at the opening ceremony of Vivocity!! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO. firstly, it goes to show jus how NEAR i stay to Vivocity. (sorry, can't help harping on it cos it's jus abt the only advantage that i have over all the folks who live so near to VJ. :p) and even tho i'm so near, i didn't go down to the opening ceremony cos there is probably TONS of pple there and besides, i've been down there like almost every weekend. can like tell pple where and what are the shops alr. haha. think it was tiq who called me a Vivocity promoter. :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ok, enough sprouting nonsense. froggie out. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22938829-116497855650773710?l=froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com/feeds/116497855650773710/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22938829&amp;postID=116497855650773710' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22938829/posts/default/116497855650773710'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22938829/posts/default/116497855650773710'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com/2006/12/thunder-no-fireworks.html' title='thunder? no, fireworks!'/><author><name>froggie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02049749788329237980</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-22938829.post-116470420605380910</id><published>2006-11-28T16:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-28T16:56:47.056+08:00</updated><title type='text'>BTT/FTT, here i come! :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;BTT/FTT, here i come! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;haha...YAY!! i jus came back from registering for my Basic Theory Test and Final Theory Test (stupid names) but heck the names, it means i'm gonna start learning how to drive! :) haha. it's super expensive lah...at least that's how i see it. hai, i think they're trying to deter pple from learning how to drive so that there'll be fewer folks on the roads, fewer cars on the roads, less congestion, less negative externalies etc etc. ah yes, econs is rushing back again. hahaha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;*yawns* still a bit tired from yesterday. cos went out to the zoo with my friends. haha. even met my 'long-lost' teacher there..which was such a pleasant surprise. pity one of my friends got injured while walking, so we had to push her around in a wheelchair the rest of the way and the sky decided to pour in the afternoon. but we also got a 'tour' in the zoo buggies en route to the medical centre and got to see the vet, &amp; kitchen facilities of the zoo. :) now how cool is that. hahah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha. k k, my point was supposed to be that i was tired and so was supposed to stop blogging. :p yup, so till the next post then. (sounds odd but nvm.) :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22938829-116470420605380910?l=froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com/feeds/116470420605380910/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22938829&amp;postID=116470420605380910' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22938829/posts/default/116470420605380910'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22938829/posts/default/116470420605380910'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com/2006/11/bttftt-here-i-come.html' title='BTT/FTT, here i come! :)'/><author><name>froggie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02049749788329237980</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-22938829.post-116443358091796084</id><published>2006-11-25T13:45:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-25T13:50:47.693+08:00</updated><title type='text'>a year on.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;a year on.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Last Christmas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Do you remember when we fell in love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I gave you my heart&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;We were young and innocent then&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;But the very next day you gave it away&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Do you remember how it all began&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;This year, to save me from tears&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;It just seemed like heaven so why did it end?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;I'll give it to someone special&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once bitten and twice shy&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Do you remember back in the fall &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;I keep my distance&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;We'd be together all day long&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;But just don't catch my eye&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Do you remember us holding hands&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Tell me baby do you recognise me?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;In each other's eyes we'd stare&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Well its been a year it doesn't surprise me&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wrapped it up and sent it&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Do you remember the time when we fell in love &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;With a note saying "I love you" - I meant it&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Do you remember the time When we first met&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Now I know what a fool I've been&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Do you remember the time when we fell in love&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;But if you kissed me now&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Do you remember the time&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;I know you'll fool me again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A crowded room - Friends with tired eyes&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Do you remember how we used to talk&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;I'm hiding from you, and your soul of ice&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;We'd stay on the phone at night till dawn&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My God I thought you were someone to rely on&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Do you remember all the things we said like&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me - I guess I was a shoulder to cry on&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;I love you so I'll never let you go&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Face on her lover&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Do you remember back in the spring&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;With a fire in her heart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Every morning birds would sing &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A girl undercover.....she tore me apart&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Do you remember those special times &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;Now I've found a real love&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;They'll just go on and on in the back of my mind&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You'll never fool me again&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Christmas&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Those sweet memories&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;I gave you my heart&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;Will always be dear to me &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;But the very next day you gave it away&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;And girl no matter what was said &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;This year, to save me from tears&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffccff;"&gt;I will never forget what we had now baby&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;I'll give it to someone special&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;a post 16 days late.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;intended for 9th nov 2006.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;nonetheless, 25th nov is a significant day for this post. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;perhaps a blessing that i missed 9th nov aft all.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;cos on 2nd thoughts, today is perhaps the more suitable day to commemorate this.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;for those who know the story,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;don't worry.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;it's jus the bittersweet memories that i wanna keep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;there's jus something in between these two songs that summarise my feelings so well.&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/22938829-116443358091796084?l=froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com/feeds/116443358091796084/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22938829&amp;postID=116443358091796084' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22938829/posts/default/116443358091796084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22938829/posts/default/116443358091796084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com/2006/11/year-on.html' title='a year on.'/><author><name>froggie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02049749788329237980</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-22938829.post-116443150966127114</id><published>2006-11-24T11:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-25T13:13:59.453+08:00</updated><title type='text'>bowled over.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;bowled over.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;went bowling today as part of a family friend's birthday celebration. haha...was damn excited cos bowling is my absolute most favourite indoor sport. (floorball doesn't count cos it can be played outdoors also. haha.) all my bowling skills are self-taught so it ain't fastastic, but heh heh, still reasonably good against friends and family. :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i played 6 games today, which if someone were to do the math, would be abt 120 over throws! O.o haha, of cos, my arms were a bit tired aft the whole thing. and if you noticed, i wrote 'ARMS'. yup, i can bowl with BOTH hands! :) definitely proven aft i scored 3 strikes (2 of which were consecutive) with my left hand, and 2 strikes (1 was a spare cos it was the 2nd throw) with my right. haha, that's why i could last 6 games throwing 8/9 pound balls. :p not bad eh? ;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;yesterday was also a blast, going out with my dearie and settling my christmas presents for my good 'ol buddies. :) i see my schedule starting to get filled up with all sorts of appointments. hahaha. tomorrow's gonna be another day out again. whee. definitely more tiring than A levels, but of cos there's no debate on which is more enjoyable. :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22938829-116443150966127114?l=froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com/feeds/116443150966127114/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22938829&amp;postID=116443150966127114' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22938829/posts/default/116443150966127114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22938829/posts/default/116443150966127114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com/2006/11/bowled-over.html' title='bowled over.'/><author><name>froggie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02049749788329237980</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-22938829.post-116429748987833422</id><published>2006-11-23T23:50:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-24T00:04:18.226+08:00</updated><title type='text'>...3...2...1.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;...3...2...1.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;IT'S OVER...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;ALREADY!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;(now what. hahaha. :p)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22938829-116429748987833422?l=froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com/feeds/116429748987833422/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22938829&amp;postID=116429748987833422' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22938829/posts/default/116429748987833422'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22938829/posts/default/116429748987833422'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com/2006/11/321.html' title='...3...2...1.'/><author><name>froggie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02049749788329237980</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-22938829.post-116429708759935623</id><published>2006-11-22T21:30:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-23T23:51:28.676+08:00</updated><title type='text'>countdown...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;countdown...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;IT'S ALL GONNA BE OVER........&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#ffff00;"&gt;soon. (24 more hrs)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22938829-116429708759935623?l=froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com/feeds/116429708759935623/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22938829&amp;postID=116429708759935623' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22938829/posts/default/116429708759935623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22938829/posts/default/116429708759935623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com/2006/11/countdown.html' title='countdown...'/><author><name>froggie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02049749788329237980</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-22938829.post-116313776873268246</id><published>2006-11-10T13:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-10T19:16:38.550+08:00</updated><title type='text'>half-way through baby!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;half-way through baby!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;phew! i'm done so far with GP, maths (yay!), bio pp 2, and chem pp 3....that's 6 out of 13 papers! whoopee! think all the papers with the exception of chem was ookkaayy lah. i mean, can't really tell if careless mistakes have made, whether the points written are what the examiners are looking for so heck lah. as long as can write something then can lah. haha. :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;san and eq have adopted a bunnyherolabs pet on their blogs, a pig &amp;amp; hamster respectively. very cute, actually i've seen these pets before, just that i didn't have a blog earlier and the website didn't have frogs up for adoption so i thought i'd wait. anyway, even though they still don't have frogs, i've decided to take the turtle cos it's so cute and interactive. jus click on the 'little' word below and scroll down to play with it! :) oh, but don't scroll the page once you've activated the control cos it'll go cranky for some reason, which in that case jus click the word 'little' again. :) to play with it, move your mouse around to see red arrows, then click to tell my turtle to go underwater or come back up on the stone. the feeding worms can only be used underwater, so jus click on the water with the worm and my turtle will respond. AND try clicking on its head too! lol. :) &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;also, if you've noticed, the homepage of my blog has a little santa sleigh with well-wishes from me. hehe. also koped from the bunnyherolabs website. (click refresh to see the little thing if you've missed it!) was intending to put it there for christmas but since most of the pple reading this blog are probably doing A levels now, might as well use it as my 'good luck' messenger 1st before i change it to 'merry christmas'! haha. :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ooo...i jus found a website that has a pet froggy up for adoption! but then it's not interactive so not very fun. :( nvm, i think my turtle will do jus fine. hee. must be responsible pet owner. lol. still exploring around to check out some cool html code effects to add on here. haha. i think very soon this place is gonna be overloaded with html effects. holiday season lah, deco deco a bit. haha. check out the way cool counter on the tag page! (click 'a' below) pardon the slight messy-ness of the blog right now. shall find time later on to sort things out. :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;haha...jus realise what a long post i've written. time to go study alr, or rather to go piah econs. haha. haven't touched econs yet man. erps. :p happy mugging and all the best everybody! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22938829-116313776873268246?l=froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com/feeds/116313776873268246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22938829&amp;postID=116313776873268246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22938829/posts/default/116313776873268246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22938829/posts/default/116313776873268246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com/2006/11/half-way-through-baby.html' title='half-way through baby!'/><author><name>froggie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02049749788329237980</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-22938829.post-116238063154814349</id><published>2006-11-01T19:04:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-11-01T19:30:32.080+08:00</updated><title type='text'>this is it.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;this is it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's jus the thought of it being "the &lt;u&gt;final&lt;/u&gt; one" that gets me somewhat jittery, no matter how confident (or the lack of it :p) i am of any paper. don't get me wrong tho, i'm not in any state of panic attacks. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but yup, this is IT. tmr's officially the start of the A levels, with GP up first of cos. peak of the roller coaster ride... jus downhill from here on out! lol.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all the best to everyone, especially to my dearies! :) we're all in this together and we'll all pull through together, no matter where we are. :D&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22938829-116238063154814349?l=froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com/feeds/116238063154814349/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22938829&amp;postID=116238063154814349' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22938829/posts/default/116238063154814349'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22938829/posts/default/116238063154814349'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com/2006/11/this-is-it.html' title='this is it.'/><author><name>froggie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02049749788329237980</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-22938829.post-116213597964090668</id><published>2006-10-29T23:05:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-29T23:34:58.850+08:00</updated><title type='text'>movie animania!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;movie animania!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;gosh, i wanna watch:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- flushed away (opens 3rd nov!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;- happy feet (opens 23rd nov!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;- open season (opens 30th nov!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and yes, they're all animation movies. it wouldn't come as a surprise to those who know me close enough. :) thank goodness happy feet opens exactly on the day i end my A level exams. i have a feeling i'll miss 'flushed away' tho. hai. all the good movies jus have to be released at the wrong times. haha. :p alrighty, gotta hunt pple down to watch the other 2 animations with me.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22938829-116213597964090668?l=froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com/feeds/116213597964090668/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22938829&amp;postID=116213597964090668' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22938829/posts/default/116213597964090668'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22938829/posts/default/116213597964090668'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com/2006/10/movie-animania.html' title='movie animania!'/><author><name>froggie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02049749788329237980</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-22938829.post-116178712102914492</id><published>2006-10-25T22:36:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-25T22:38:41.393+08:00</updated><title type='text'>the little story of 3 little angels. :)</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;the little story of 3 little angels. :)&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;This is a story of how 1 good turn leads to another. It's a really small story, involving jus 3 pple. But i think it is indeed an amazing feeling for sth like this to happen to myself, or anybody, in real life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And so the story starts with me, this morning, thinking abt how freezing cold LT 5 would be when i would be taking my 3hr chem mock pp 3 later in the day. Remembering that tiq had forgotten to bring her jacket during the last maths mock pp (before which she had luckily found a jacket in the council room), i thought i'd jus send a reminder for her to bring it. :) And so i thought: that's that. nothing else.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;However, i was proven wrong later in the day. Apparently tiq had more need of the jacket than i had expected. Not only did the jacket keep her warm during the mock pp (where she was sitting at the froz-zone, ie, bottom of the LT), it came in useful aft the pp cos the sky decided to pour some torrential rain. I'm not the kind to boast, but i jus felt really blessed and thankful to be able to help a friend so much (unexpectedly) with such a small gesture. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of cos, as i said earlier, the story involved 3 pple, so it can't possibly end here. Tiq had offered san some pizza jus aft the chem pp. San ate it up, left for the hostel, and aft that, tiq and i left sch as well. who'd thought that i would receive a msg from san later, saying that the hostel had run out of food, and the pizza had helped sustain her. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;all this in the span of a day. the title of this post was an inspiration of what tiq said. abt how i was like a little angel to her today, with wands and what-nots. well, at least that's what i think she said. haha. but hey, tiq turned out to be a little angel herself to san! see, this is called "passing on the goodness!" :) so san ah, tell me if you become a little angel to someone else so that we can continue expanding this story. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of cos, anyone reading this is entitled to start their own 'little angel' stories. and share them with me if you like! :) have fun!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22938829-116178712102914492?l=froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com/feeds/116178712102914492/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22938829&amp;postID=116178712102914492' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22938829/posts/default/116178712102914492'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22938829/posts/default/116178712102914492'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com/2006/10/little-story-of-3-little-angels.html' title='the little story of 3 little angels. :)'/><author><name>froggie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02049749788329237980</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-22938829.post-116090858375777991</id><published>2006-10-15T18:24:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-15T18:58:38.470+08:00</updated><title type='text'>hmm...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;hmm...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;i jus realised sth yesterday, aft open house. that the same 'phenomenon' at last year's open house has struck again this year. thought nth of it actually, but somehow fate or coincidence has its ways aft that. what can i say. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;guess i can only wonder. :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22938829-116090858375777991?l=froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com/feeds/116090858375777991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22938829&amp;postID=116090858375777991' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22938829/posts/default/116090858375777991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22938829/posts/default/116090858375777991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com/2006/10/hmm.html' title='hmm...'/><author><name>froggie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02049749788329237980</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-22938829.post-116082649760707975</id><published>2006-10-14T19:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-15T18:42:08.946+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Overdriven!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Overdriven!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;since 9pm yesterday till 3pm today, it's been a full 18 hours of non-stop dancing action! woots! first up was watching the hip-hop dance competition, Overdrive, with san at the explanade and boy, it was more than worth our $20 student price tickets. the dances were good, the music was loud and at the front row seat that we were, we definitely had a good close-up view of WADE ROBSON!! for the unenlightened, wade's this really HAWT internationally famous choreographer who's worked for Michael Jackson, Brit Spears &amp; NSYNC and did i mention? he's damn HAWT!! :p watching him dance can really drive girls crazy. yea yea, i was gushing a lot over him also but not as bad alr...someone down our row in the middle almost hyperventilated. haha. :p but yes, he's THAT hot. love his dance moves. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as for today, it's the annual VJC open house!! :) ah, brings back a lot of memories from last year's council event. must say this year's theme was very strong and the junior council brought it out very well. so, i reached sch before the opening ceremony, in my SCGS uniform, much to shock of the juniors who knew me. hahah. the look on their face damn funny. i wasn't the only one tho, from the 22nds, shikin &amp;amp; tiq came in cedar and rgs uniform respectively, along with a few seniors from odac.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;of cos, the seniors are back for only 1 main highlight: MASS DANCE!! and today alone, we danced 6 at the opening ceremony, 3 at each of the 2 showcase sessions, and 7 at the closing ceremony, which makes it a max 19 mass dances in a day for the seniors, like me, who were there since the opening ceremony. gosh, really shag until can die. haha. but it's worth it, esp when i finally can dance friendship dance with a good partner like daniel. very rare to find a good guy to dance with since they all disappear mysteriously once the music starts. haha. :) :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;that's it for now. still recovering from the mass dances. head feels heavy. haha. :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22938829-116082649760707975?l=froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com/feeds/116082649760707975/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22938829&amp;postID=116082649760707975' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22938829/posts/default/116082649760707975'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22938829/posts/default/116082649760707975'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com/2006/10/overdriven.html' title='Overdriven!'/><author><name>froggie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02049749788329237980</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-22938829.post-116031507483732293</id><published>2006-10-08T21:25:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-08T21:44:34.860+08:00</updated><title type='text'>viva la vivo!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;viva la vivo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;jus returned from exploring vivocity, which in case you didn't know, is the next shopping centre to have its grand opening on 1st dec '06. anyway, it's really HUGE. LIKE VERY HUGE. it's bigger than the whole of suntec put together, and has twice the number of shops (300) than ngee ann city. go figure. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;quite a cool place, somewhat like marina square, esplanade and paragon all crashed together but still distinctively different. plus, you might jus find your fav shop that has moved from elsewhere...here! marche, probably from HMV, is in there, together with a haagen daz ice-cream shop that might have moved from tangs orchard. there's plenty of high-end shopping around here also. like even though there's only about 40% of the shops open now, the shop listing is enough to drive you crazy. provided you're a shoppaholic. haha. :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;besides the shopping, vivocity's got a sky park and a pretty funky kid's playground. on the outside facing sentosa island is somewhat like the esplanade front where you can walk along the side of the river and enjoy the breeze. quite a few art sculptures around to look at and take photo with too. heh. :) and cos today's the 1st day it's open to public, the mall hired some part-time folks to dress up in police &amp; other funny characters to guide pple around. they even had pple on those cool 2-wheel moving 'scooters'. dunno what they're actually called so check it out for yourself when you go there lah. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jus realised that this post has been like some advertisement for vivocity but oh what the heck. good places are good stuff to share. esp when it's SO near my home. hee hee. anyone going down can call me along ah! :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22938829-116031507483732293?l=froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com/feeds/116031507483732293/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22938829&amp;postID=116031507483732293' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22938829/posts/default/116031507483732293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22938829/posts/default/116031507483732293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com/2006/10/viva-la-vivo.html' title='viva la vivo!'/><author><name>froggie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02049749788329237980</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-22938829.post-115997039226749414</id><published>2006-10-04T21:20:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-04T21:59:52.663+08:00</updated><title type='text'>shopping 101</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;shopping 101&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;went out shopping with my buddy today, and watched miami vice as well. the movie was, well, a bit graphical on the violent side, peppered with a few erotic scenes. i'm surprised it's rated NC16. lol. maybe i'm conservative or sth lah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;was walking down orchard road, lo &amp; behold we meet my daddy! apparently he knocked off from work early and was down at orchard to go to the handphone shop. &lt;em&gt;and&lt;/em&gt; as if it wasn't shocking enough to meet him along the road, we met him again when we took a bus from orchard to somerset &lt;em&gt;and&lt;/em&gt; he sat directly opposite us on the facing seats on the bus!! like, omg. O.o haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, that being said, this is probably the last of my buddy-buddy outings from now till aft the A levels. it's always always very very fun to go out with me buddy. hai. gotta wait till a long long time before we can go out and have fun again. blah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22938829-115997039226749414?l=froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com/feeds/115997039226749414/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22938829&amp;postID=115997039226749414' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22938829/posts/default/115997039226749414'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22938829/posts/default/115997039226749414'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com/2006/10/shopping-101.html' title='shopping 101'/><author><name>froggie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02049749788329237980</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-22938829.post-115967662926229388</id><published>2006-10-01T12:10:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-10-01T12:23:49.276+08:00</updated><title type='text'>centuria!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;centuria!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;jus for the sake of this being the 100th post on my blog, i might as well pick a nice day to post it...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;H&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;P&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;H&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;I&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;L&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#33ff33;"&gt;D&lt;/span&gt;R&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;E&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;N&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;'&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;S&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#66ff99;"&gt;D&lt;span style="color:#3366ff;"&gt;A&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc66cc;"&gt;Y&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ff6666;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lol. the little things that i do to make my somewhat empty life now a bit more colourful. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22938829-115967662926229388?l=froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com/feeds/115967662926229388/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22938829&amp;postID=115967662926229388' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22938829/posts/default/115967662926229388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22938829/posts/default/115967662926229388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com/2006/10/centuria.html' title='centuria!'/><author><name>froggie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02049749788329237980</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-22938829.post-115951460203119475</id><published>2006-09-29T15:11:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-29T15:23:22.053+08:00</updated><title type='text'>&gt;_&lt;</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&gt;_&lt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;JC life, i swear, is a 2-year long recurring nightmare.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm jus hanging in the middle of nowhere, hanging by the grit of my teeth on pure faith &amp; determination. yet there's an air of uncertainty, of fear perhaps.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;emo. weak. crazy. stupid. whatever. either way it sucks.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22938829-115951460203119475?l=froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com/feeds/115951460203119475/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22938829&amp;postID=115951460203119475' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22938829/posts/default/115951460203119475'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22938829/posts/default/115951460203119475'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com/2006/09/blog-post.html' title='&gt;_&lt;'/><author><name>froggie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02049749788329237980</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-22938829.post-115935266511173377</id><published>2006-09-27T18:22:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-27T18:33:08.573+08:00</updated><title type='text'>summary of my 7-day post-prelim hols...</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;summary of my 7-day post-prelim hols...&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;this is the cra-zee life that froggie has been living the past 7 days.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i've &lt;strong&gt;hop&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;em&gt;hop&lt;/em&gt; hopped at the following shopping places, in geographical order:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;- people's park complex, chinatown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;- pearl centre, chinatown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;- OG, chinatown&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;- chinatown point&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;- tiong bahru plaza (X7)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;- great world city&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;- queensway shopping centre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;- raffles city&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;- citylink mall&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;- marina square&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;- suntec city&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;- bugis junction (X2)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;- wisma atria (X2)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;- ngee ann city (X2)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;- lucky plaza&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;- far east plaza&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;- scotts shopping centre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;- tangs&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;- wheelock place&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;- paragon&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;- heeren&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;- john little&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;- centrepoint (X2)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;- le meridian shopping centre&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;- plaza singapura (X3)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;- novena square&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;- united square&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;- toa payoh central&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;- junction 8, bishan&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;did i leave out any places? the brackets show the no. of times i went to the same place over the 7 days. hee, yes it's a lot a lot of places but i literally jus hopped in and out of a few of those places cos i was on a hunt for some specific stuff so yah, hop hop. haha. the few days of intense walking has kinda taken its toll on my legs. my right shin feels strained. tsk. so unfit. bah, but that didn't stop me from going back to sch to play floorball this morning. :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lunch for 6 consecutive days was fast food, all macdonalds food except the day i went out with tiq, when we ate long john silver's. &lt;em&gt;and &lt;/em&gt;out of the 5 macs meals, i ate 4 mcspicy burgers. haha. my mum works at tiong bahru plaza macs, that's why i'm there everyday for my lunch with her. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;and YES! my 2nd attempt at cooking cod fish with lemon butter sauce was a much greater success yesterday. :) it's gonna be one of the dishes served on the table come next chinese new year reunion dinner. hee.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shopping alone can be quite fun actually. you don't have to wait to meet anyone, wait for them to go to the washroom, wait for them to finish looking at sth, etc. you can walk at your own pace, go anywhere without qualms and for someone like me, to go at top speed. hee. but of course, being alone means there's no one for second opinions, no one to restrict your spending, no one to share the funny stuff you see along the way, and no one to chat with. hai. I WANT MY SHOPPING BUDDIES!! :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmr's back-to-sch day. sigh. the only thing i'm looking forward to is replacing the juniors at morning duty since they are having their promos. (yes, i love my council!) haha. tennis gate duty i think. see me there! :p other than that, i think the other 'highlight' is that we're getting back our math paper which is like BLEAGH. what the heck lah. haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22938829-115935266511173377?l=froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com/feeds/115935266511173377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22938829&amp;postID=115935266511173377' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22938829/posts/default/115935266511173377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22938829/posts/default/115935266511173377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com/2006/09/summary-of-my-7-day-post-prelim-hols.html' title='summary of my 7-day post-prelim hols...'/><author><name>froggie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02049749788329237980</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-22938829.post-115918053640172369</id><published>2006-09-25T18:19:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-25T18:35:36.420+08:00</updated><title type='text'>oh yea, frogs proliferating town alright...heh. :p</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;oh yea, frog's proliferating town alright...heh. :p&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;today, little froggie &lt;strong&gt;hop &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;hop &lt;/em&gt;hopped from&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;raffles city to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;citylink to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;marina square to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;suntec city to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;great world city to&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;bugis!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;met a lot of familiar faces along the way as usual. hahaha...sounds like fun when it's listed out like that. i shall compile all the shopping places i've been during this post-prelim hols on wednesday or thursday. yea, i'm &lt;em&gt;that&lt;/em&gt; crazy. :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22938829-115918053640172369?l=froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com/feeds/115918053640172369/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22938829&amp;postID=115918053640172369' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22938829/posts/default/115918053640172369'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22938829/posts/default/115918053640172369'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com/2006/09/oh-yea-frogs-proliferating-town.html' title='oh yea, frogs proliferating town alright...heh. :p'/><author><name>froggie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02049749788329237980</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-22938829.post-115902828325753356</id><published>2006-09-24T00:06:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-24T12:14:07.173+08:00</updated><title type='text'>oh gosh.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;oh gosh.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;ok, after yesterday's frenzy along orchard road, i went out with tiq today along orchard road &lt;em&gt;again.&lt;/em&gt; slightly better though cos we were going at a much slower pace and looking at a lot of shops and stuff (makes you wonder what hyper speed i was going at ytd...lol) but it's a saturday so it was really crowded. but oh what the heck. crowds don't really bother me. most imptly at least tiq found sth she likes. :) hahah.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;SO! i left the house at 12.30pm, and i returned only at like 11.30pm. freakin' 11 hours out. besides walking like a lot a lot of kilometres shopping, i made a few 100-metre dashes aft tiq left cos i had to settle some stuff before meeting my parents &amp;amp; relatives. &lt;em&gt;plus&lt;/em&gt; i had to go up to my relatives' house aft shopping to help them out with some computer stuff. hence arriving home at some horribly late hour.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;trashed. can't believe i'm starting to get a bit tired of going out. then again, when tmr comes around, i'll be itching to go out....yes, again. hahaha. :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22938829-115902828325753356?l=froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com/feeds/115902828325753356/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22938829&amp;postID=115902828325753356' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22938829/posts/default/115902828325753356'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22938829/posts/default/115902828325753356'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com/2006/09/oh-gosh.html' title='oh gosh.'/><author><name>froggie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02049749788329237980</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-22938829.post-115892250052724906</id><published>2006-09-22T18:13:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-24T00:34:30.100+08:00</updated><title type='text'>phew!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;phew!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;wah, post-prelim is no joke man. yea, it's fun but damn tiring. hee. i've been flying all over the place trying to find material and resources for my project. today alone i spanned almost the whole of orchard road, from wisma to centrepoint, and also went to chinatown, queensway shopping centre and tiong bahru plaza. gotta make a trip to suntec over the weekend too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;tmr i'm going out prom-shopping with tiq at the orchard/cityhall area, so i'll be back there again. lol. happened to meet sheryl at taka gramophone today. damn surprised lah. hahaha. O.o met my sec sch lab technician, mr tang, at chinatown also. hee. i seem to be crashing into a lot of familiar faces cos these two weren't the only ones but i lazy to mention the rest here. :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ugh. my internet's going at snail's pace again. so annoying. shall come back online later to see if things get any better.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22938829-115892250052724906?l=froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com/feeds/115892250052724906/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22938829&amp;postID=115892250052724906' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22938829/posts/default/115892250052724906'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22938829/posts/default/115892250052724906'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com/2006/09/phew.html' title='phew!'/><author><name>froggie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02049749788329237980</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-22938829.post-115885242633993127</id><published>2006-09-21T22:59:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-21T23:27:06.400+08:00</updated><title type='text'>unleash the animal within.</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;unleash the animal within.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;prelims are OVER!!! YYESSHH!! time to head out to town and party!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;shop eat play sleep shop eat play sleep (explore some new stuff) shop eat play sleep shop eat play sleep shop eat play sleep shop eat play sleep shop eat play sleep shop eat play sleep shop eat play sleep shop eat play sleep (explore some more new stuff) shop eat play sleep shop eat play sleep shop eat play sleep shop eat play sleep &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;waHAHAHA. now that's what i call a life. :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;post-prelim is jus a whole bullet of trains of events &amp; things to do that come rushing your way. lol. meeting up with pple, going shopping to catch up, and my personal fav is starting work on personal projects. every year, i'll always do at least a few "projects" of my own, usually a lot more. they're generally craft stuff as gifts to pple, but occasionally i work on multimedia like video. :) card-making, ornamental stuff, surprise parties, small projects, big projects blah blah. in fact, i have one that i've kinda shelved cos it was too big a task - making my own x'mas tree. the materials are all still in my room, jus waiting for the chance for me to work on it again. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;currently embarking on a new one, pretty huge with a big price tag to it also. hope i can pull this one off successfully in time before A levels. hee. oh but before that big one, i actually attempted cooking a dish for dinner today! lol. cod fish with lemon butter sauce. this coming from a girl whose best attempts at cooking are only scrambled eggs &amp;amp; spagetti. hahah. but all in all, it didn't turn out too badly. the fish was cooked jus right, and the sauce was absolutely fragrant! only problem was that it was too oily too. hahah. till next time to correct that. :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22938829-115885242633993127?l=froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com/feeds/115885242633993127/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22938829&amp;postID=115885242633993127' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22938829/posts/default/115885242633993127'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22938829/posts/default/115885242633993127'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com/2006/09/unleash-animal-within.html' title='unleash the animal within.'/><author><name>froggie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02049749788329237980</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-22938829.post-115838548445784575</id><published>2006-09-16T12:54:00.001+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-16T13:58:48.973+08:00</updated><title type='text'>mid-prelim breather!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;mid-prelim breather!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;warning: rants and nonsensical blabbering ahead. proceed with caution. :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;alright, the 1st week of prelims is OVER! that's like 6 papers down and 5 more to go (of which 3 are mcq. :)) yes, so let's start from the beginning:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1st paper was bio2 on monday, and what a better way to screw up the prelims by thinking that it was bio1 all throughout the sept hols. -.-" it was only like sat night that i realised it was &lt;em&gt;PAPER 2&lt;/em&gt; which is structured &amp; essay and &lt;u&gt;not&lt;/u&gt; mcq. like omg. and i crammed like half the bio syllabus in 2 days. ugh. then i made it worse cos there was so little time for the paper and i took so long for the questions that when i finally started on the essay section (write 2 20-mark essays), the teacher announced that there was 15min left. like WOW. apparently everyone else had insufficient time so hopefully everyone's the same on average. (yah, i wish!) haha.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;on the same day was maths1, which is like my cursed subject or sth. as usual, it was more of a flip-dunno, flip-dunno kind of paper. basically screwed up also lah, considering i couldn't even do some of the 1-mark, 2-mark questions. my best bet is probably the 5-mark numerical methods question. haha. one of my classmates left even before the paper was halfway through. made me so tempted to give up also. but of cos i didn't. so there goes my 1st day of prelims, which left me so utterly disappointed, depressed and trashed that i had a good mind to give up A levels altogether. considering the next day was chem3 (essay), which i haven't studied for yet, things really looked bleak.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but surprise surprise, chem3 turned out to be a moral booster. ok, don't compare me against those S paper, chem-sure-get-A kind of students. given the fact that i have consistently failed chem, this was like one of the best chem essay papers i've done. not sure if the answers are correct but at least i get to write sth down. the previous papers were all blanks (like math). haha. then again, 2 days later, whatever 'extra' marks that i could have gotten in chem3 was eroded away in chem2. guess i'm back to square one. but at least it boosted my moral at the crucial time. :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;econ3 was on the same day as chem 2, ie thursday. so aft the bad chem2 paper, me and tiq went to macs for breakfast to cheer ourselves up 1st. haha. studying econ with eq, queen, grace, tiq, and some other 22nds in the council room was quite fun and fruitful. we were applying econs to like everything else &lt;em&gt;not&lt;/em&gt; linked to econs. haha. econ3 was quite ok, and i thought it was quite good that i actually managed to finish the 3 essays to reasonable length in the time allocated (45min per essay). :) another satisfying paper. jus hope the teachers think the same way as me. :p ah yes, i forgot, some fella left the handphone on loud mode, and some fella kept calling throughout the 2hr 45min paper, resulting in an annoying non-stop ringing in the hall. ugh, wth. dunno why the teachers only chose to identify and bring the bag away only in the last 2 min of the exam. -.-"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;next day was maths2, which included stats. section A on pure maths was ok, i thought. it was more of section D on stats that really stumped me. (that same classmate of mine walked out halfway again. :p) but oh well, i've been stumped by maths so many times that it doesn't seem surprising. haha. aft all, screwed up maths1 alr, plus even if i thought i did ok, the teachers seem to think otherwise. :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so that's that for this week. bulk of next week's paper is econ2 (drq &amp;amp; case study), and bio3, which is the same as bio2 but with the option topic. gulp. haha. that reminds me, i ought to be mugging now. :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22938829-115838548445784575?l=froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com/feeds/115838548445784575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22938829&amp;postID=115838548445784575' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22938829/posts/default/115838548445784575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22938829/posts/default/115838548445784575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com/2006/09/mid-prelim-breather_16.html' title='mid-prelim breather!'/><author><name>froggie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02049749788329237980</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-22938829.post-115771647824050035</id><published>2006-09-08T19:40:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-09T14:04:03.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'>slipping into a state of conscious unconsciousness</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc00;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;slipping into a state of conscious unconsciousness&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;a state of the mind &amp; body after mugging where i dunno what i'm doing and why i'm doing it. side effects include heavy heads along, with trashing headaches. it's hard to get to sleep at night cos even tho i'm mentally tired, the mind is trained to keep going, pretty much blindly. sit, stare, mind blank. i know i have to continue mugging cos i'm so far back in my revision, but it's quite impossible to continue aft a long day of mugging alr. 3 quarters through with econs, one-third through bio, and neither here nor there with chem &amp;amp; maths.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;robot-like? perhaps. i'm having trouble comprehending when someone starts talking to me alr. sometimes i don't even hear them. the blank silence in my head is deafening.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22938829-115771647824050035?l=froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com/feeds/115771647824050035/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22938829&amp;postID=115771647824050035' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22938829/posts/default/115771647824050035'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22938829/posts/default/115771647824050035'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com/2006/09/slipping-into-state-of-conscious.html' title='slipping into a state of conscious unconsciousness'/><author><name>froggie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02049749788329237980</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-22938829.post-115746696162584025</id><published>2006-09-05T22:35:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-05T22:36:01.656+08:00</updated><title type='text'>pause for a while...&amp; spend a penny on your thoughts</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;pause for a while...&amp; spend a penny on your thoughts&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;i should think most pple would have read/heard the news that steve irwin has passed away after an attack from a sting ray during one of his filmings. the news may have come from down under, which isn't exactly very near to us, but it has certainly affected quite a number of pple. i've found abt 7 or 8 pple on my msn contacts who have put the little turtle there in memory of him. like me, i believe most of us felt that it's really a pity that such an unfortunate event happened.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;it's not the first time where a famous personality has passed away in such a heart-wretching manner that i've heard or seen but everytime sth like this happens, it makes me stop and think abt what i'm doing with my life, and jus how vulnerable it can be sometimes. yea, there may be pple out there thinking that i think too much, that i over-worry, or jus plain emotional. it's ok, i know that those who choose to spend a penny on their thoughts like me know that there's some greater insight to be gained from it.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i don't exactly advocate questions like "if you could live for only 1 more week, what would you do?" no, these only make us pessimistic abt life and only show us what we alr value. what is more impt is appreciating things we have overlooked, and showing gratefulness for what we have that we cherish. continuing to live life to the fullest, without regrets. sure, for us muggers now, we probably think it's a crappy life (i think so too!), nth great worth remembering, sth that we jus can't wait to get over with. but maybe, jus maybe, it will lead to sth good, sth great, someone that will impact lives of many in one way or another.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as most examples of the passing of a famous person show, there'll be more pple appreciating them, idolising them, only aft they are gone. steve irwin himself has be criticised and shoved into many controversial yet trivial matters countless times and yet the world comes together to mourn for someone who has no doubt contributed much to conservation efforts. only the narrow-minded would mind the little mistakes that a person has done.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so go ahead, (before it's too late!) show your gratitute and appreciation to someone today! forgive &amp;amp; forget the bad stuff... remember, share &amp;amp; cherish the good times together! :) :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22938829-115746696162584025?l=froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com/feeds/115746696162584025/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22938829&amp;postID=115746696162584025' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22938829/posts/default/115746696162584025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22938829/posts/default/115746696162584025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com/2006/09/pause-for-while-spend-penny-on-your.html' title='pause for a while...&amp; spend a penny on your thoughts'/><author><name>froggie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02049749788329237980</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-22938829.post-115711060332161096</id><published>2006-09-01T19:07:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-09-01T20:20:58.316+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Teachers' Day!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Happy Teachers' Day!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;for the 1st time in my entire 14 years of schooling have i &lt;u&gt;not&lt;/u&gt; prepared anything for any teacher for teachers' day. on top of that, i didn't even return to my pri nor sec sch. hai, the whole prelim-mugging &amp; video-editing business has pretty much prevented me from doing so. it is a BIG thing that i didn't do anything cos teachers' day has been my excuse for going on an island-wide sch tour to visit my teachers not only at my own schools, but those who have transferred out to other schools too. yup, that's how loyal i am to the pple who have made huge differences in my life. at least i sent out a happy teachers' day msg to all my teacher-friends this morning. :) (hey, i'm fair to all of them ok? :p)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;well, the only other thing i did was to go back to VJ ytd to join in the teachers' celebrations cos i heard of some interesting programmes by the teachers. was a bit surprised to see so many seniors back in sch tho. hee. i kinda dragged san back to sch to accompany me. :p dunno abt her but i thought it was quite worth it to come back jus for the celebrations. the teachers-in-disguise game alone was good enough. my goodness, the biggest shocker of all was to see mr. seet dressed as miss rajan. sufficient to leave the sch screaming &amp;amp; laughing for a full 3 min or so. lol. they even included mrs chan and miss jancy, which livened up the thing quite a bit. the game was so 'controversial', it made christine say this which i thought was really funny: "omg. what in the world is VJ doing to its male teachers?!" lol. yea, i wonder too.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the other highlight was mr tan yh singing some hokkien song on stage with the rest of the pe dept as dancers. haha. some of the guys were wearing wigs. :p quite nice to see the pe dept in white tops &amp; denim for a change. the female teachers looked quite hot. heh. :p other good stuff were the prank videos (rmb last yr's one? :p) &amp;amp; the skit put up by the new teachers, which i thought was good effort on their part tho i dunno them. :) the rest of the programme was either ookkayy lah, or jus plain -.-". haha. oh yes, and must complain abt the year 1s: why no mass dance??!! ugh.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;jus found 2 pictures of myself on cosiety taken during national day. haha. damn funny. haven't seen &lt;em&gt;some people &lt;/em&gt;for some time alr. quite sad leh. bah. everyone's mugging. i haven't been eating well &amp;amp; feeling damn sian these few days. bleah. i think the subconscious stress is getting to me. :( anyway, here's wishing all teachers a Happy Teachers' Day! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22938829-115711060332161096?l=froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com/feeds/115711060332161096/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22938829&amp;postID=115711060332161096' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22938829/posts/default/115711060332161096'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22938829/posts/default/115711060332161096'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com/2006/09/happy-teachers-day.html' title='Happy Teachers&apos; Day!'/><author><name>froggie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02049749788329237980</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-22938829.post-115665749272273672</id><published>2006-08-27T13:21:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-29T11:36:18.516+08:00</updated><title type='text'>wishes, dreams &amp; thank yous.</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;wishes, dreams &amp; thank yous.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;jus updated my wishlist on the blog cos i realised most of them have been fulfilled. i'd say much earlier than i had expected. heh. i've added on some new stuff as well, but pls don't be mistaken that i'm a materialistic freak. i'm quite thankful with the stuff i have really, and for those who know me, i can use a bag/wallet/whatever till it's like super old &amp;amp; unusable cos i'm more sentimental than materialistic. :p in fact, like half of my wishlist now is quite unmaterialistic, &amp; only time can tell if i'll get it eventually. yup. for those who don't know, ADM refers to the school of art, design &amp;amp; media @ NTU where i intend to take a degree in animation. the pinnacle studio is the uber cool video-editing program good for me to produce a nice portfolio video to get me into ADM. lol. :p&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;as for my previous wishlist, yea, i've gotta admit it was quite a materialistic one. heh. BUT it's mainly cos of SDD. the new clothes, fashion accessories, and sponsor for my SDD '06 were all settled by my dear godma (yea, like some fairy godma! :)). she bought me my prom gown, AND A PAIR OF HARRY MASON DESIGNER EARRINGS!! *jumps around in excitement* scroll below to see a pic of it...cool huh? it's like close to $50 a pair lah! O.o but it's also one of the prettiest things i've ever had. :) man, i can't thank her enough &amp; i can't wait for SDD!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.harrymason.com/sfm.cgi?sn=3FG971t=p/C361XSMN"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.harrymason.com/sfm.cgi?sn=3FG971t=p/C361XSMN"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/4390/2341/320/C361XSMN.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;i've gotta thank hwei san too for finding the Chicago soundtrack for me so that i can download it into my mp3 player. the little things &amp;amp; thoughts matter to me too. :) now off to try and achieve my unfulfilled wish of passing 4 'A' level subjects. hahah. :p&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/22938829-115665749272273672?l=froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com/feeds/115665749272273672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22938829&amp;postID=115665749272273672' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22938829/posts/default/115665749272273672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22938829/posts/default/115665749272273672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com/2006/08/wishes-dreams-thank-yous.html' title='wishes, dreams &amp; thank yous.'/><author><name>froggie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02049749788329237980</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-22938829.post-115650342251764928</id><published>2006-08-25T18:23:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-25T19:16:57.813+08:00</updated><title type='text'>Breaking headlines that will rock the solar system! (puns intended) :p</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Breaking headlines that will rock the solar system!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;(puns intended) :p&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;if you haven't alr heard, Pluto (no, not the dog), has been stripped of its status as the ninth planet in our solar system. some top astronomical body (Int'l Astronomical Union) held this huge meeting to debate and take a vote on its fate (yea, what a big fuss over a rock that's waay out of our reach...-.-") and it's now classified as a 'dwarf planet', along with a few other rocks that astronomists have found to have similar masses as Pluto. yea, so all you pple out there who have done some astro-science before, pls fine-tune and update your info. our solar system now officially has only 8 classical planets. heh. :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;took this off an article on the Yahoo! AP news: "Pluto and objects like it will be known as "dwarf planets," which raised some thorny questions about semantics: If a raincoat is still a coat, and a cell phone is still a phone, why isn't a dwarf planet still a planet?" haha. looks like there's gonna be some more debate &amp; explaination over this issue. for those who are interested, the new definition of a planet is: a planet not only must orbit the sun and be large enough to assume a nearly round shape, but must "clear the neighborhood around its orbit."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;anyway, i find it disturbing to think that the stuff we study today, esp in the science course, is decided by the whole lot of scientists out there who simply dictate what they think is right. it's ok if it's true, established facts like the planets revolving around the Sun and not the Earth that we are studying; but this whole debate of where to categorise Pluto under is jus sth that's based on the whims and fancies of the astronomists. damn, very soon scientists are gonna tell us that the amoeba doesn't belong to the animal kingdom! :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;1 stupid little vote that says: "oh, we don't think Pluto belongs to the solar system anymore!" and the whole world has to change their mindsets, their textbooks, their encyclopedias and their astronomical guidebooks. wonder if this has any effects on constellations. lol. probably not. tsk. the things pple do to 'change the world'. :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22938829-115650342251764928?l=froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com/feeds/115650342251764928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22938829&amp;postID=115650342251764928' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22938829/posts/default/115650342251764928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22938829/posts/default/115650342251764928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com/2006/08/breaking-headlines-that-will-rock.html' title='Breaking headlines that will rock the solar system! (puns intended) :p'/><author><name>froggie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02049749788329237980</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-22938829.post-115640901604311266</id><published>2006-08-24T16:16:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-25T18:59:21.576+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cheesy bites!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;cheesy bites!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;me, tiq and john went pizza hut today to eat the cheesy bites pizza! *yum* lol. tiq was craving for pizza so we accompanied her lah. if not she so poor thing wait for so long and nobody go eat pizza with her. :p the pizza was quite nice lah. i know i don't sound very convincing but yea i mean it. but it's one of those flavours where i personally feel that i can only enjoy it if i eat like a bit of it once in a long while. too much of it is jus too cheesy for me. heh. :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;lessons these days has been quite...well, interesting. there's like so many pple in sch, and yet so few in tutorials and lectures. all pon classes to go mug. tsk tsk. like got pple in the library from 8am-6pm, pple in the T-block classrooms from 4pm-10pm, pple in the concourse...aiyah, jus all over the place lah! i wouldn't exactly call it scary...but it makes those pple like me who go for &lt;u&gt;every lesson everyday&lt;/u&gt; wonder if we are really stupid to actually go for lessons. ah heck. i abide by my own principles anyway. :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but seriously, it sucks being one of the rare species who go for every lesson daily cos pple from the class will keep asking you to do things for them, help them check/collect stuff, ask you for answers, etc etc, cos they're not in sch to do it. highly irritating lah. i don't mind doing it once or twice but it's like wth lah, you don't wan to come to sch then bear the consequences yourself lah! hmph.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;alrighty, 'nuff blogging. time to do some work. :) (oh yes, happy 6th month to me blog! :) :))&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/22938829-115640901604311266?l=froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com/feeds/115640901604311266/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22938829&amp;postID=115640901604311266' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22938829/posts/default/115640901604311266'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22938829/posts/default/115640901604311266'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com/2006/08/cheesy-bites.html' title='cheesy bites!'/><author><name>froggie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02049749788329237980</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-22938829.post-115633946713878570</id><published>2006-08-23T21:18:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-23T21:27:09.426+08:00</updated><title type='text'>cue "pink panther theme song"!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;cue "pink panther theme song"!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;(ba dum ba dum, ba dum, ba dum ba dum ba dum ba dum, ba dduumm....)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;the prelims are lurking around somewhere...somewhere around the corner. my panther-spy instincts are telling me that things are not good. gotta reload my ammunitions. erps. &gt;_&lt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22938829-115633946713878570?l=froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com/feeds/115633946713878570/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22938829&amp;postID=115633946713878570' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22938829/posts/default/115633946713878570'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22938829/posts/default/115633946713878570'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com/2006/08/cue-pink-panther-theme-song.html' title='cue &quot;pink panther theme song&quot;!'/><author><name>froggie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02049749788329237980</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-22938829.post-115554689878076508</id><published>2006-08-14T17:03:00.000+08:00</published><updated>2006-08-14T17:30:10.166+08:00</updated><title type='text'>viva le RAFAlution!</title><content type='html'>&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffcc33;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;center&gt;viva le RAFAlution!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;got the post title from a line i read in the New Paper today which i thought was really creative &amp;amp; nice. :) anyway, in case some pple out there have not already heard the news...&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;center&gt;LIVERPOOL WON THE FA COMMUNITY SHIELD WITH A 2-1 GAME OVER chelsea!!!&lt;/center&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;:) :) :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;this so totally made my day. haha. should see the face on Sean when he came into the council room desperately wanting to know the results of the match...only to find out that he lost his bet that chelsea will win. lol. :p too bad, LIVERPOOL ROCKS. now let's see them keep up this winning streak in the Champions League and in the Premiership. haha. :p&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#ffff00;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;down with the blues. down with the devils. the reds will reign for we will never walk alone! :)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/22938829-115554689878076508?l=froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com/feeds/115554689878076508/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=22938829&amp;postID=115554689878076508' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22938829/posts/default/115554689878076508'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/22938829/posts/default/115554689878076508'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://froginthesmallcity.blogspot.com/2006/08/viva-le-rafalution.html' title='viva le RAFAlution!'/><author><name>froggie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02049749788329237980</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>
